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A friend, our sometimes shy and always tiny Tanya, arrived at our post-Halloween brunch with her beau and two strangers, Chuck and Carol. After introductions, Mario asked how she met her new friends. The four of them burst out in giggles and blushing grins. "Oh, this should be interesting," Mario smiled at his wife, Maria. Sue brought out a pitcher of frosty Marguerites and poured as Tanya hung a black trench coat and a black, long-feathered mask on a chair then began her embarrassing tale.
"You all know how shy I am about exposing my naughty bits." I nearly choked on my spit-take. Yes, we know she is paradoxically shy—until she loses a bet or someone dares her to bare, then she's an unflappable exhibitionist. I stared at her contradictory micro skirt as I smiled knowingly, silently, and let her continue. "Tom and I were too early for an adult Halloween party last week. I was in 'a mood' and said I had an idea that might thrill both of us and pay off a bet I lost. He looked confused, but I kept details to myself.
"We all know I feel obligated to pay off a bet no matter how extreme or," she squinted at me over her left shoulder, "how sneaky or dishonorable it was, AL." I shrugged innocently. "When I had him drive to a large strip mall and pull out his phone cam, he began to suspect my plan. He just didn't know how far I wanted to push myself. I was already in costume—that half mask with black feathers, this short, black trench coat, and black heels with NOTHING else. When I stepped out of the car and unbuttoned all the buttons, I flashed Tom to remind him I was naked under the coat then quickly tied the belt loosely and walked off with an exaggerated hip sway. I looked back and saw his wicked grin as he loosened his slacks."
"I'm guessing you brought your costume here for a reason. This sounds like one of your daring adventures you often do for that truth-or-dare site. Is it?" asked my hopeful, wide-eyed wife, Sue.
"Well no, and this one was for a bet. You aren't the only one who's daring, Sue." Tanya gulped down her drink and I quickly refilled it. "As I waited around the side of the mall, I got more nervous with the delay. Several minutes later, a virile and
handsome
young man came around the corner," she pointed at Chuck with a flourish, "and I forced myself to stop him. Chuck, stand up for me, would you? He looked me up and down, just like that, smiled stupidly and stared at my bare legs until they disappeared under my short coat then finally asked if I needed help or was doing a daring trick-or-treat." She brandished her sexy legs until they disappeared, today, under her micro skirt.
"I took an exaggerated long look at him, especially at the small bulge at his groin." Chuck groaned and Carol puckered a smile. "As I pulled open one side of my coat and let him fully see
this
tit in the still bright, setting sun, I nervously told him in my
innocent voice
, 'Yes, I do need your help. I, um, lost a bet and I must pay it off. This is my Halloween costume.' Just pointing it out now; I'm not showing my tits to all you perverts! Anyway, I leaned closer, rested my bared tit on his arm and pulled him lower by his collar. When he was low enough, I put my nose in his ear and lips on his lobe to warmly whisper my message. I pretended not to notice when Chuck raised his arm and slowly rubbed my nipple with it. Besides his quickened breaths, that told me he was mine."
"So, you flashed him. What else? Mario is about to wet his pants! Com'on, spill," pleaded Maria. "What did you tell him? Wait! If he was a stranger, what happened to your safe sex pledge to us?" On that cue, Carol flourished over her clean blood panels dated four weeks ago without the ta-da I expected. "Still, you didn't know this then." When Tanya said she wasn't about to let him fuck her without a clean report, and that her HPV vaccine was current, the matter was closed though it was still risky just swallowing his fluid then. However, as she loved giving head and always craved the varied taste of all men on her tongue, she was all too willing to take that risk.
Tanya looked over at a blushing Chuck. Carol had one arm through Chuck's and was slowly rubbing her breast as she breathed deeply. Chuck's bulge thickened as tiny Tanya continued. "Well, I told him I had to blow a stranger in public, naked, with photo proof, and he would be doing me a favor if he let me. He dropped his shopping bags in a blink and he gawked as I untied my coat, flashed both tits at him, then pulled it behind my back so he could see my pussy too and know I was serious." Mario moaned and Tanya pointed to Chuck's obscenely tented pants with a smile. "Looks like he remembers and still appreciates me. By his fat bulge, I knew I picked the right guy, so I took off the coat. Despite the poor parking on the side of the mall, cars were coming and going—slowly when they saw us."
Carol, quickly covered her man's swollen member—then began rubbing and shifting it as we all silently watched. "As I removed my coat in the well-lit lot, I snuck a peek at my husband to be sure he was recording all that. He was, of course. His one shoulder shaking regularly made me grin even more. Now naked, I turned away from Chuck and pretended to look for a clean spot to drop my coat—actually, I wanted to pose in a profile for my personal cinematographer as I gave Chuck a lingering view of my ass. When I dropped the coat, I bent over in front of him, straight legged, like this," she turned, pulled the coat to the floor and fidgeted with it as her micro skirt immediately climbed over her shapely ass and clearly revealed she was commando. What a beautiful pussy!
She extended the moment to allow us all a long, silent look at her wet pussy as she reached for and applied her half mask. It wrapped around her nose, across her cheeks and tapered down to her jaw. That left her mouth and red-painted lips free to suck. When her nectar beaded on her bare, swollen labia, my tongue, in anticipation of tasting her, came out and licked my lips on its own—I swear!
Mario and Chuck moaned. Sue, eyes glossy, chest rising with deep breaths, reached out to finger the pretty pussy 'innocently' exposed for our pleasure, but surprisingly held back. Even as I stared at her gaping, lusty, paradoxical pussy, I wondered why she kept her tits covered. I mean, if she were truly about to recreate the scene, shouldn't she be naked by now? I knew better then to ask at that point.