loved one another and would always love one another and have one another and would never leave one another. Ted was fondling one tit and stimulating her clit as his cock moved gently in and out. She was gently playing with his balls as they sat there.
When they were both fully satisfied that they were totally good with one another, Ted said, "Big finish?"
Carol nodded her head. They uncoupled. She moved onto her back. Ted took her legs and rested them on his shoulders and then hovered over her ready to enter her pussy. In this position, he would be pounding straight down into her depths. He started slowly, but it did not take long to get going strong. Carol was close to being all fucked out. She started diddling her clit. She came. With her other free hand, she reached around and started feeling for Ted's asshole. She found it and inserted a finger. Ted noticed what she was doing right from the start and figured two could play that game. Supporting himself with just one arm (which he would not have been able to do for a long period of time) he reached around for her asshole as well. They inserted fingers almost simultaneously, with a resulting climax almost immediately following. It was a big one for Carol, caused not only by the physical sensation but also the total emotional high she had been on all afternoon. Ted drained all he had into her pussy. He rolled off of her and they relaxed for some time.
Then, it seemed, they both had the same type of idea at about the same time. Ted moved down to kiss Carol's very messy pussy as Carol moved down to clean up Ted's very sloppy cock with her mouth. "69" they both said together. Then they cleaned one another up and kissed, sharing and swallowing their fuck juices.
They put on what they considered to be their barely legal beach bikinis and went back to the truck with their things. Walking through the crowds they had both been quiet. It would have been difficult to talk above the noise of the people. But it had given Carol a little time to think. As they got into the truck and started driving home, she said to Ted, "I think there is one more slutty thing I would like to do today."
Chapter 19 - Frosting on the Cake
"And what is this additional idea you have?" asked Ted.
"Can I disclose it to you piece by piece?" asked Carol, "I think it will be more fun for you that way."
"I like your idea of fun. Just clue me in when you need me."
"Oh, I'll need you all right. When we get home, change into those Daisy Duke shorts you got when we first went to your parents, and a shirt that is open all the way down to the waistband of the shorts. I'll change into something I can wear to quickly go to a discount department store."
"Can do," said Ted.
When they got home Ted headed for the upstairs shower, but Carol stopped him. "No showers," she said. "I'll explain later." Carol rummaged around in her dresser pulled something out and headed for the bathroom. "I'll change in here, put on makeup and be right out." Ted was in the living room when she came out. She had on a pair of four inch wedge sandals and a long men's "wife beater" undershirt. She had a wide brown leather belt cinching in her waist. She couldn't possibly be wearing any underwear. Her makeup was what she usually reserved for when they went out clubbing. "Let's go," she said. Ted would have gone with her anywhere.
On the way to the department store she wanted to stop in at a fast food place to pick up a bite to eat. She picked out the one that had the fullest parking lot, hoping that when they went in she'd be able to stand around and draw a lot of attention to her slutty appearance. It worked, and she especially listened to what the young guys had to say about her. It sounded like she could have pulled a train right there in the restaurant.
They went into the store, and Carol went right to the juniors department where she found the tube tops. She looked at them, picked out two, then put one back and said, "That's it. Let's go." They paid for the merchandise went to Ted's truck and went home.
"Now put on your black lace up ankle high boots, your cool bicycle shorts, and your cutoff sweatshirt while I get ready. When I come out I'll tell you the plans for the rest of the evening. The cool bicycle shorts were cool because they were black mesh on the sides and half way around the frond and back. Then there was a solid black panel that covered his crack in back and his equipment in front. Even at that, in front it was cut so that there was a very pronounced pouch that picked him up and thrust him forward. He sweatshirt was a sweatshirt he had from high school that was too small for him. Carol had cut off the sleeves and had cut off the bottom of the sweatshirt below his pectorals so that his tight abdomen was completely exposed. If there was such a thing as a male slut, Ted was it. He had gotten dressed in the bedroom while Carol was getting dressed in the bathroom.
Carol came out dressed in the bandeau top she had worn to the beach that just barely covered her nipples and areolae and that was pinched together in the middle by a strap that tied around her neck, giving her tits bare minimal coverage. The tube top was not a top at all, but was wrapped around her hips. It was supposed to be acting as a skirt. But in order to do so, it had to hang very low on her hips. Even then it barely covered her pussy and left the bottom of her ass exposed. There were two pieces of jewelry like earrings visible below the hem of the skirt. Even while Carol was living at home, she had her inner labia pierced and a ring put in each one. Carol was one of those girls who had a fairly large clit and inner lips that protruded beyond her outer lips. The rings in her two lips were capable of having additional jewelry suspended from them. Carol had purchased the jewelry, but had never worn it except for herself when she first bought it to see how it looked. But now the jewelry was visible below the "hem" of her skirt. While it was not visible to Ted yet, she had put rouge on her outer lips to make them look red as though she were in heat. She wore a pair of clear acrylic two inch platform
pumps, the heel in back being six inches. She had on long dangling earrings with matching navel jewelry.
"Here's the deal," she said. "I'm still feeling marvelously slutty. I want to go across town to the show bar. Tonight is amateur night. I want to go into the bar and sit at the bar and flash my slutty pussy. That's why I haven't taken a shower yet. So I'm still leaking a little bit of your cum and Don's cum and I want to flash my cummy pussy. Then tonight is Monday, so they let us amateurs get up on stage and dance. Because this is a bar that doesn't serve booze, the girls are allowed to strip naked. I want to strip naked and show everybody my slutty body and my slutty cunt. That will be sooo hot. It will be like frosting on the cake of my day."
"Like frosting on the cake of OUR day," said Ted. "Let's go."
They were not expecting a large crowd seeing it was the Fourth of July. They figured a lot of the regulars would be spending the evening with family and friends. As they entered the showbar they were pleasantly surprised to see quite a few guys there. They sat at the bar and Ted order a very overpriced cola for each of them. He mentioned to the bartender that the crowd seemed bigger than he had expected. "Yeah," said the bartender, "the young college crowd is not here - spending the fourth with family. What we have here tonight is a number of older guys who just got dumped by their girlfriend, or just dumped their girlfriend, or just got divorced from their wife or just divorced their wife and because it's Monday, the wife has custody of the kids, and the guy doesn't want to be alone. They'll be pretty well behaved. The girls will get good tips tonight."
"Speaking of girls," Carol popped up, "how do I sign up for the amateur strip contest?"
"You've just done it," said the bartender. "You talk to me. The men know they can look but cannot touch. You can touch yourself but no penetration. Any tips you get while you are dancing, you can keep. The hired girls are the only ones that can do lap dances. They've got to make a living, even on amateur night. I play three songs. Most girls leave their clothes on for the first dance, take off their tops for the second, and then, either tease with their bottoms or strip their bottoms off for the last number. What you do is up to you. Just no penetration. Got it?"
"Got it," said Carol.
Being a holiday, there were only three dancers in the contest. Carol was the last to sign up so she was the last to dance. Half way through the first song she had her bandeau top off. By the last quarter of the song she had lost her skirt.
