Thank you to Oldbroad76 for editing.
"Sophie!" Her mum shouted from downstairs. "Lunch is ready!"
Sophie was looking at her laptop. She had been home for three days, and so far all she had uploaded online was naked photos and the occasional video of her playing with her tits or pussy. Nothing extreme... it was hell!
She felt like an addict that had gone cold turkey! Her clothes felt like ropes around her throat and arms. Only three days in and all she could ever think about was being a slut!
In an attempt to make up for it, Sophie put on a pair of short shorts that rode up her arse and a black t-shirt, but underneath the t-shirt she had written all over her body.
Words like whore, slut, slag, cum dumpster, pathetic bitch, humiliated cunt, anal whore, were all over her. It gave her a sense of her true personality.
She ran downstairs, and her big unsupported tits bounced with every step until she reached the bottom and walked into the living room.
"Just on the table, sweetie." Her dad said.
Since moving back both of Sophie's parents had given disapproving looks with her attire,
if only they knew the normal clothes I wear!
Sophie sat down at the dining table to find a sandwich waiting for her.
"Have you got any plans for this afternoon?" Sophie's mum, Janet, asked as she sat down opposite.
Sophie had a mouthful of food,
I wish it was filled with something else,
and shook her head.
"What about Cara?" Her Dad, Simon, asked from the other room. "We haven't seen her yet since you got back."
Shit, what do I say now?
Sophie gulped down her food as she thought of an answer.
"I think we need some time apart," Sophie whispered. "Living together 24/7, it might be good to have a break."
"Fair enough," Janet replied, and Sophie let out a sigh of relief from getting away with it. "Well, we have some friends coming over later for a bbq to celebrate the nice weather, in case you want to join us?"
Sophie pulled a little face. She was hoping her parents would go out so she would have some time to make a video or two. The last three nights Sophie had made herself cum quietly with her fingers, but it wasn't scratching that itch. An orgasm that wasn't being watched, didn't involve her being degraded, or a big cock, seemed like a waste now.
"Well, the offer's there." Janet said.
Sophie finished eating and chatting with her mum and dad before going back to her room.
Fucking hell, I need a fuck!
Her skin felt like it was twitching from withdrawals. She grabbed her phone and opened a drawer to pull out a butt plug. Putting her phone onto a livestream, she looked into it.
"So, I have to be quiet," Sophie whispered. "My parents are downstairs, but I can't wait any longer."
She held up the butt plug.
"I need something inside me." Sophie told the people watching her live stream.
Using her tongue, Sophie spread spit around the butt plug as she wiggled out of her shorts. She then aimed the phone at a full-length mirror, bent over, and filmed as she shoved the plug into her asshole.
"Mmmm!" Sophie grunted. Using just a little bit of spit as lube wasn't enough, but the pain of stretching her asshole enhanced her pleasure.
After that she ripped off her t-shirt to reveal all of the writing that covered her naked body.
"I am in desperate need of being treated like a pathetic slut!" Sophie told the camera. "I don't know what to do! I'm dying here!"
"Sophie!" Her Mum's voice shouted, followed by footsteps up the stairs.
"Shit, got to go." Sophie whispered.
She shut off the livestream, threw her phone onto the bed, and very quickly put her clothes back on just in time for the door to open.
"Did you not hear me?" Janet asked.
Sophie turned to look at her Mum. She was sweating, and her asshole clenched around the plug.
"Sorry, everything okay?" Sophie asked.
"I forgot to say," Janet told her, "everyone is coming over around 3pm."
"Okay." Sophie told her, although feeling her ass being filled while with her mum gave Sophie a strange sense of excitement.
"Your dad's gonna run to the shop. Do you want anything for the bbq?"
A BIG FUCKING COCK?!
"No, I'm good." Sophie replied.
Janet smiled and left Sophie to sit on her own. The whole time her pussy was begging for attention and abuse that she knew wouldn't come.
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Sophie was still in her room, watching some of her older videos through her headphones when the front door opened and she heard voices.
Here we go.
Sophie stood up, shut off the videos, and went downstairs where the hall was filled with people. Her mum, dad, and brother, John, were there.
Walking in were their mum's friends, Charlotte and Harvey, who had been married since very young and had three kids who weren't there. Then there was Patrick and Sarah, who were in a relationship but not married.
After that there were three of her dad's friends.
First, there was Liam and Rhianna. They were in a fairly new relationship. Finally, there was Paul. He was Sophie's dad's oldest friend since back in their school days. To be honest, he had always been known as Uncle Paul to Sophie.
Paul was tall and fairly well built. He wasn't bulky, but more toned. He also had short black hair and a shaved face.
"There she is, the little genius!" Liam shouted.
All eyes turned on Sophie as she walked down the stairs in her short shorts and t-shirt. Most of them were shocked to see young innocent Sophie in such revealing clothing.
Urgh, this isn't revealing at all!
"Hi." Sophie said with a smile.
One by one they hugged her, Sophie felt her large, unsupported chest press against each one.
"Hi Uncle Paul," Sophie said when she reached the final guest, "No Susan today?"
The room fell silent when Sophie mentioned Paul's wife, and Paul gave an awkward look.
"Sophie," Her dad whispered, "Paul and Susan got divorced a few months ago."
Oh shit! Good going, Sophie!
She scolded herself,
must be hard for Connor.
Connor was Paul and Susan's 30 year old son who used to babysit for Sophie when she was younger.
Sophie turned her gaze back to Paul, but he didn't say anything. His face looked pale, as if he could throw up, which only made Sophie feel even worse for what she said.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know." Sophie whispered.
Paul kept looking at her, and his eyes went up and down her body.
To be fair, he's known me since I was a baby, he's probably shocked to see me dressed like this.
Then he blinked and shook his head and smiled.
"It's fine. Don't worry." He said.
Sophie instinctively went in for a hug, but Paul was awkward about it, barely hugging her like he used to millions of times.
"Well," Sophie's mum said, "let's not waste this weather. Should we all head out?"
The group agreed and began to move as Sophie's mum got Sophie's attention.
"We're going to get the sun loungers and pool out. Why don't you put on something more summery?" She asked.
Sophie's eyes widened. All of the guests had bags which Sophie now figured out were filled with swimming gear. But Sophie's body was covered in thick, black writing.
"Erm, erm... okay." Sophie whispered. Her brain wasn't working fast enough to come up with an excuse.
The first thing Sophie did was go to the bathroom where she undressed. The writing all over her body was fresh, and she frantically scrubbed at it with a cloth. After nearly 20 minutes the writing was practically gone, but her skin was red from the rubbing.
Hopefully they just won't ask about it.
When she got back to her room, Sophie thought of an idea that could solve everything.
She pulled out a white bikini from one of her drawers. As she put it on, she couldn't believe how unflattering it was. Before she started this exhibitionist side, this would've been very revealing. But now the top felt too loose, and the bottoms covered nearly all of her arse.
After that, Sophie grabbed a thin, brown sort of dress that covered her body and all of the red marks.
Okay, perfect.
With that on and covering her body, Sophie went downstairs and outside where the guests were in their swimsuits and swimming trunks.
"Here you go." Sophie's dad said and patted on one sun lounger.
"Thanks, dad." Sophie said with a smile.
She sat down onto the hard seat and let out a gasp of shock, which made everyone turn their heads.
Fuck! The plug!
Sophie had completely forgotten that she had the plug inside of her ass. When she sat down it pushed deeper inside of her, making her pussy even wetter.
Luckily everything went back to normal quickly.
All of the adults started having beers and wine, but Sophie stayed on water as she wasn't much of a drinker.
This is shit,
she thought,
fully covered up and surrounded by people. My ass is even filled, and no one knows! What a waste!
Then her eyes darted across their back garden, and she caught sight of Paul. His eyes were on her legs. The skirt had ridden up, and her smooth toned legs were on show, and he was very blatantly staring at them.
When he looked up, he quickly turned and faced the other direction.
Was he just checking me out?
Sophie's pussy fluttered.
Oooh god! Please tell me he was!
It didn't matter that she had known Paul since birth. It could've been anyone, but just having someone stare at her body ever so slightly scratched that itch.
To the point that Sophie subtly pulled the dress up higher, enough to show the bottom of her thighs.
