Another online friend sent a short video clip of her sunbathing nude and playing with herself. (She said I could tell you about the video but not share it.) I agreed to write this story for her. Now I have two friends urging me to make my own movies. She doesn't have any preferences for who to be in it -- but not her. If you like the story, leave a comment and tell me who you would cast in the video version.
Scene 115: The Exhibitionist
The scene opens with a slender woman sleeping in a bed, face down. The ceiling fan above her is slowly rotating -- but apparently not doing an effective job as her covers have been pushed to the side. Her pale blue t-shirt has risen up her body, and her deep turquoise bikini panties are in plain view. One leg is bent at the knee, and it gives the camera a good view up her long legs and lets us see the subtle outline of her pussy as the fabric is plastered against her sweaty body. Her blonde hair is in disarray and suggests that she's had a fitful night. While we enjoy spying on the lovely lady and wish we could touch her perfect ass, there's a sudden banging in the distance, like a window or door slamming shut. The sound startles the young woman from her sleep. She rolls over and sits up abruptly. She listens to the silence for a moment. The clock on her nightstand reads 6:05. She stands and pulls the panties out of her crack. The shirt falls into place; her panties still peek out from under the shirt, and we can also see the bottom of her ass. She peers out of her bedroom window but doesn't see anything threatening. The camera follows her as she leaves her room and walks through the house to the back door. She opens it and stands in the frame. Her hands are pressed against the frame slightly above her head, and her shirt rises up above her panties and shows off her figure and ass again. We see her striking silhouette from behind.
She steps out to the patio and closes the door. There are no lights out back, but the yard is well-lit by the full moon. The first hint of the approaching dawn is on the horizon beyond the pool. She has her head cocked, listening, but the only sounds come from some early morning birds. She stares longingly at the moon reflected in the pool, then looks around to reassure herself that she's quite alone. She strips off the t-shirt. She covers her breasts and back at the house guiltily. She lowers her arms after she's convinced that she's alone and walks into the shallow end of the pool. She swims several freestyle laps. The camera maintains a view from the distance as if still spying on her. It zooms in for closeups when she turns over on her back and does some leisurely laps using a backstroke.
After her swim, she leaves the pool and walks to where she's left her shirt on the ground. Facing the camera, she rolls the soaked panties down her legs and pulls them off, over her feet. Then she picks up her shirt and uses it like a towel to dry off her top. She dries her inner thighs and briefly dries her pussy. Next she moves on to dry off her butt, and then she returns to dry her pussy again. This time she uses the shirt longer and presses harder. After she dries off the rest of her thighs, she returns again to using the shirt to rub her pussy -- this time there's no pretense of using it as a towel. Her other hand begins playing with a nipple. The hand that had been holding the shirt drops it to allow her fingers to rub herself vigorously. As she gets close to cumming, she looks around at the ground to find a place to kneel or lie on, but she doesn't want to rest on that rough surface. She spots the large, rubber floatie in the shallow end. She goes back into the pool and climbs on the raft. Her legs are splayed wide and hanging over opposite sides of the raft. She closes her eyes as she enjoys teasing her clit and breasts while floating in the pool. As the teasing reaches its peak, the hand on her breast flies to her pussy, and the two hands finger her sweet spots until she cums. As her breathing slows back to normal, she continues floating with her eyes shut and her fingers slowly moving along her thighs and tracing her pussy.
"You must be my sister's tutor, Kay," she hears from the side of the pool. Kay opens her eyes wide with fear and rolls off of the raft into the pool. She stands in the shallows with her hands covering her breasts. The water comes up to her hips. She sees a beautiful college-aged woman, about 5'5", with hair to her mid-back. She can't tell if the girl's hair is light brown or dark blonde, but it looks golden in the dim light. She wears a one-piece silvery swimsuit that's somewhat transparent. But even in the low light, her prominent nipples tell Kay how turned on she is.
"I'm sorry. I thought everyone was in Florida for the week. Are you Chloe?
Chloe ignores the question. "I drove all night after school got out to get home and just got here, and I was going to swim, and I saw you."
Kay prattles nervously. "I just woke up. A loud bang woke me up. I came out here because I heard something." She shrugs. "I was so hot, and it was so calm here, and the pool looked so cool, and I thought it would cool me off to swim. Then I got out and being out here nude at your house made me, um, turned on, and, well, you saw." Chloe just smiles. Kay nervously fills the silence. "How long were you here? I mean, if I knew someone was watching me, I would've been even more ... well, you saw what happened. Were you watching long?"
"When you took off your shirt. I like being a voyeur."
"Oh." Kay seems to want to cover herself even more and bends over a little. "I'm sorry, I guess, for interrupting your swim. If you pass me my shirt, I'll go."
"I didn't mind." Chloe smiles as she picks up the shirt and wades out to Kay. She hands it to Kay in a wad. As Kay is finding the hole, Chloe asks "you didn't finish your sentence; were you going to say if you knew I was watching you would be even more turned on?"
Kay's very embarrassed and tries to speed up putting on the shirt, but between her wet body and the wet shirt and her nervousness, she struggles to get it over her head. When she's tangled in the material, Chloe takes advantage of Chloe's vulnerability to reach out and squeeze her tits. "Are you still turned on, or are you too embarrassed?"
When Kay feels the touch, she steps back. "No." She has her head through the top and one arm through a sleeve. Chloe approaches her again. "What would it take to turn you on" A hand disappears under the water and reaches between Kay's legs. Kay moans when she feels a strange finger inside of her. She tries to step back again but stumbles and falls back into the water. Chloe pulls her back up. As she pulls her up, she also pulls her close and gives her a long kiss. Her tongue plays with Kay's tongue in her mouth.
Kay pushes away. "What's happening here?"
