Just
after my last update I got an email from my email friend in Australia (John the Aussie bloke). He had read the update and told us about a web
site that had a few videos of girls riding bikes that have a dildo through the
seat. Jon and me had a look at some of them and Jon got an idea to improve my
bike (it just has a dildo in the saddle). He spent a few evenings in the
garage, and took a few bits away to get some welding done. The end result was
very much like some of the bikes in the videos. The dildo that comes up through
the saddle now goes up and down as I pedal. Well, that certainly encouraged me
to cycle more. A whole new experience going to and from work. Fortunately the
dildo is detachable and there is a seat cover that covers the hole when I leave
the bike outside work. Again, fortunately, there is a little alley-way near
where I work where I can remove the dildo and put the cover on without being
seen.
We also had a few ‘pleasant’ evenings, when the
weather was still warm, cycling around the countryside. Kelly, and sometimes
Mandy, joined us on a few of the outings; and they wanted their turn on my
bike.
After the few warm days that are the English
summer, Jon has built a stand for the bike so that we can bring it into the
house and use it as an ‘exercise’ bike. We seem to be having quite a few
friends visiting us either to have their workouts at our house, or to watch one
of us girls getting their workouts. I must admit that it’s great being able to
get that sort of workout while listening to music or watching Oprah.
I quit my job at the end of July after Jon told me
to quit and spent more time with Kelly over her summer break. I miss the exercise
and fun riding my bike to and from town, but at the same time it was nice to be
able to keep on top of the housework.
As well as the cycling exercise. Jon told me to go
jogging at least twice a week. I started in September and am really enjoying
it. It was a bit strange at first, going jogging without Jon but I've got used
to it. I seem to be getting more men whistling and shouting crude comments to
me now that I'm out on my own. I'm sure that my short tennis dress has
something to do with it.
Jon
had this idea a while back, involving chilli sauce. I couldn’t find any sauce
but managed to get some hot chilli powder which I mixed up into a thick paste.
Jon put some on my clit. The effect was something like the first time that Jon
took me to a Thai restaurant. I slowly took a sip of the soup and it tasted
good so I took a spoon full. It hit me just as I started on the next spoon
full. That was the hottest food I have ever tasted, and the effect on my clit
was similar to the effect of the soup on my throat. The difference being that a
burning clit gets me sexually aroused. It lasted for hours during which my puss
was quite wet and I was desperate for Jon to fuck me. He didn’t. Probably
because he didn’t want any of the paste on his cock.
Jon
took me to the British Formula 1 Grand Prix. He said that he wanted to go
because it was probably going to be the last one at Silverstone. It was a bit
of a last minute thing and he could only get ‘general’ tickets. These weren’t
for any of the stands, but for the side of the track away from the stands.
It
was a windy day and I wore a button top with a short ‘A’ skirt which made it an
‘interesting’ day.
We
parked the car at the ‘park and ride’ on the side of the M1 and got the bus to
the circuit. The buses were all double deckers and of course Jon wanted me to
follow him upstairs; much to the delight of the man that followed me up.
Jon
decided that we would spread our blanket on the side of a hilly slope where we
could see a fair bit of the track, and one of the huge televisions. The only
way that I could stop myself from sliding down the hill was to keep my feet
flat on the ground. This meant that my knees were higher than my bum. During
the races none of the people on the hill lower than us looked up at me, but in
between I noticed a few of the men looking up at me and what was smiling at
them from between my legs.
Jon
wanted to walk around the shopping ‘village’ a couple of times and get
something to eat at the mobile catering vans. There was nowhere to sit to eat
other than the grassy areas. Why did he pick somewhere near a group of young
men? Not that I was complaining.
Towards the end of August, Kelly got a phone call from one of her school mates.
She’d had this idea for a bit of a competition between the girls in her class.
It was for all those interested in taking part to go to knickers to school for
as long as they could. The winner was the one who was still going commando for
the longest time. To prove that they were knickerless each day all those in the
‘knickerless challenge’ group had the right to ask another member to lift the
front of their skirt and reveal their uncovered pussy. If anyone refused, they
were expelled from the competition. Kelly spent a couple of hours phoning her
classmates spreading the word.
When
Kelly came home from school on the first day of term she told us that 22 girls
in her class were knickerless that day. Since then the number who haven't worn knickers at all at school has gradually
dwindled to 5 at the end of November. Kelly is one of the 5.
Kelly
has also told us of one or two ‘interesting’ times when she has been asked to
prove that she was knickerless. One was when a girl asked her to raise her
skirt when she was stood near one of the male teachers. She waited until he
turned his head away and she raised her skirt. The teacher turned his head back
just as she dropped her skirt. The teacher shook his head and blinked his eyes
as if to say, “Did I really see a bare pussy?” The school is predominately a
girls school but there are now a handful of boys there, all in the lower years.
The second ‘interesting’ time was when she was stood in the playground near two
of these boys. She had to flash her pussy as these boys were looking.
In
Spain
We
only managed to get 2 weeks at Jon’s villa in Spain at the end of August. Jon
had a lot on at work so he couldn’t come with us. Mandy and Hannah came with us
and the girls loved it.
Jon
had the usual ‘knicker inspection’ just before we left home. Mandy had been to
Spain with us before so she knew what to expect, but Hannah was a bit shocked
as Jon went through her bag throwing out all her knickers, bras (not that she
had anything to put in a bra), trousers and shorts. She was even more shocked
when he undid the jeans she was wearing and pulled them and her knickers, down,
and off.
Jon
also told us that we could only take hand luggage. He said that women always
take way too much so this was his contribution to saving the planet. The 16/17
year old were horrified at first. They kept saying,
“But
what about this and what about that?”
Jon’s
standard reply was either,
“There’s
one out there already,” or “It’s way too hot over there, you’ll be able to
manage without it,” or “You’ll be able to get one out there easily.”
It
took about an hour but we finally managed to get what we could survive on into
the small bags. I must admit, it made things a lot easier at the airports.
While
we were waiting for the plane in England, the girls decided that they wanted a
drink – of wine. Since we were on holiday I told them that I would get them
one, provided that during the holiday they limited themselves to one glass per
day. They agreed. They were a little boisterous when we got on the plane.
At
Malaga airport, we collected the hire car and I told them that we had to strip
naked in the underground car park before getting into the car. Hannah wasn’t at
all keen, but once the rest of us were naked and getting into the car she
quickly stripped and climbed in.
The
drive was uneventful and we arrived at the villa about an hour later.
After
dumping our bags and putting dresses or skirts and tops on we were off to the
supermarket to get supplies. I've no idea if anyone saw anything 'interesting'
on any of us as we were too busy getting supplies to care.
Boy
was it hot over there. By the time we got back we were all ready for a dip in
the pool.
At
first, Hannah was a little reluctant to walk around the villa and grounds
naked, but by the second day all 4 of us were totally naked except for when we
went out.
We
even went walking in the woods out the back, naked except for flip-flops. We
got a couple of car horns 'beeped' at us when we were near the road, but none
of them stopped.
One
morning while we were all around, or in the pool, Mandy had this idea for a
‘Mini Olympics’. We spent about an hour trying to think of ‘events’ that we
could do. We eventually came up with 4 things and a scoring system that we were
all happy with. We decided that we'd do one 'event' per day and picked a
playing card to determine the order that we went in each event.
In
reality, the competition side disappeared and we all had some great fun.
The
first 'event' was moving a wine bottle without using our hands.
Hannah
hadn’t quite understood what was involved at first, but she became quite
enthusiastic when I explained it to her. The course was the length of the
swimming pool, on the grass. We picked an empty bottle with a long neck and big
rim round the top.
The
rules were simple. You could only use your hands to stand the bottle back up if
it fell over, or out.
Mandy
went first. Getting herself impaled on it was dead easy, but watching her try
to waddle along was hilarious. It fell out 3 times before she eventually made
it.
Kelly
went next and the bottle only fell out twice.
Mandy
was next and she had trouble even lifting it off the ground. She was so wet
that she just couldn't grip it. She eventually completed the course, but it
slid out 7 times.
Then
it was my turn. Now all the girls knew about my vaginal weight training and
suspected that I could do it in one go, and fast. So, before I started, Kelly
held the bottle under the water in the swimming pool. When it was nearly full
she pulled it out and set it down for me.
Impaling
myself on it was easy, but lifting it was sooo hard. It took all my strength to
get it to a position where I could waddle along. I called the girls cheats, and
all the names under the sun, but I wasn't going to be beaten.
Eventually
I made it and the bottle had only slipped out once; but I was knackered and my
pussy ached.
The
second 'event' was the Electric Shock Dildo.
If
you’ve read my other adventures you will know that in the Villa garage there is
this ‘device’ that gives me an electric shock in my pussy if / when I can’t
stand on my tip-toes any longer. It’s a long metal dildo on the end of a pole
that is bolted to the floor. The height is adjustable and is set so that the
dildo is just inside me when I’m stood up on my tiptoes. There are 2 little
clamps on the floor that keep my big toes in place. I have to stand on my
tiptoes because under my heels are pressure switches that turn on the power. It
comes on when I relax and my heels go down. Just to make sure that I can’t get
out of the big toe clamps there are ropes hanging down from the ceiling that
Jon fastens to my wrists. These ropes also provide support if / when I can't
stand the pain any more and pass out. There is also a control so that we can
increase or decrease the voltage.
Both
Kelly and Mandy have used it before but as Hannah hadn't been to the villa
before, she'd been down in the garage on the first day, but hadn't asked about
the pole sticking out of the floor with wires attached.
Kelly
volunteered to go first. We got her set-up, set the voltage to low and then the
rest of us went to get a drink. When we got back about 10 minutes later, Kelly
was sweating and she told us that she'd had 3 shocks already. Oh, I forgot to
mention that we'd all agreed that after 3 shocks at each voltage level it would
get increased; so I did.
It
took about another 10 minutes for the next 3 shocks, to which Kelly screamed,
louder each time. When I turned the voltage up again, Kelly told us that she
wasn't sure how much more she could take. There was more sweat as Kelly
trembled as she fought to keep her heels up. Eventually her muscles weakened
and she let out this almighty scream. It took Hannah a bit by surprise and she
jumped up.
Kelly
admitted defeat and I turned the power off. She let her heals drop and went
further down on the dildo. She'd managed 29 minutes.
Mandy
went next. It was about 15 minutes before the first scream, followed shortly by
the second and third. Mandy looked very nervous as I turned up the voltage. 3
minutes later came the next scream, and lots of sweat. She was trembling quite
a lot. The next scream was her last as she begged me to switch it off. Mandy
had lasted 23 minutes.
We
decided to have a break and Kelly and Mandy went and had a shower.
When
we resumed, it was Hanna's turn. We had a bit of trouble adjusting the height
of the dildo, but we eventually managed to get her strapped in and ready for
action.
Again,
it took about 15 minutes for the first scream, but she didn't jump back up. She
stayed down, shaking and sweating. When she finally raised her heels she said,
“Wow,
that was amazing!”
The
second and third screams came reasonable quickly and again she stayed down for
about 20 seconds.
I
turned the voltage up.
It
didn't take Hannah long to let her heels go down and the scream was definitely
louder. This time she went up quite quickly. A couple of minutes later she went
down and straight back up again. It was only a few seconds before she went down
again, this time she stayed down, sweating and trembling, for about 20 seconds.
I was sure she was doing it deliberately. Then she came. Her orgasm was loud,
even through her gritted teeth. It was a long, noisy 20 or so seconds before
she came up again.
I
turned the voltage up again.
With
sweat poring off her, she managed to stay up for 2 or 3 minutes before letting
her heels drop again. She came again. She screamed louder than I've ever heard
her scream before, and then passed out. I switched the power off and grabbed
hold of her while Kelly and Mandy untied her wrists and undid the toe clamps.
We then lifted her off the dildo and lay her down on the floor.
She
came round pretty quickly and I told her that she'd lasted an amazing 38
minutes. We carried her upstairs and let her rest on a sun lounger as Kelly and
Mandy installed me on the dildo.
I
told Kelly to set the power switch at the level that Hannah had finished on. I
told her that it was only fair as I'd had lots of experience on that machine. I
also wanted to let the girls do better than me because I had won the 'moving
the wine bottle' competition.
Kelly
and Mandy left me hanging there, with the power switched on, while they went to
check on Hannah. They came back down when they heard me scream. It had been 24
minutes and my feet and legs were hurting. I soon straightened up but went down
again straight away. I hadn't realised that I had relaxed, but soon found out.
I relaxed again after about 2 minutes and another scream shook the building.
Kelly
turned the power up. It was now at the maximum level that I had ever taken. I
knew I was in for a tough time.
I
hung on for about five minutes before relaxing and staying down. I was
sweating, shaking, screaming, grinding my teeth and cumming, all at once. I
deliberately stayed down as I orgasmed over and over. Eventually I shouted ,
“Stop,
stop!” and Kelly switched the power off.
With
me shaking like a jelly, Kelly and Mandy released me and helped me off the
dildo. I had lasted 29 minutes.
Hannah and me had a shower.
The
third 'event' was a Streak through the La Canada shopping centre.
This
took some planning. We wanted to pick a busy time so that there would be lots
of people about. More people to be seen by, but also, it would be harder for
the security people to see us. In the end we decided that we would all do it
together which meant that, unless one of us chickened-out, we would all get the
same points.
Late
afternoon was the agreed time, and we parked the hire car in the middle of a
row near one end of the shopping centre. We left it un-locked and with 4 sets
of clothes on the floor. We walked to the other end of the centre and stood
waiting for a car to park. We reckoned that if we took our clothes off and put
them under a newly parked car, there was more chance of them being there when
we came back for them.
Eventually,
we all found the courage and we stripped off. Quickly bundling our clothes
under the car, we set off, running.
We
nearly got run-over even before we got inside when we shot out from the parked
cars over a road.
The
girls were off fast and I ended-up last, quite a bit behind them.
About
half way through I saw a security guard and he had managed to grab hold of
Kelly’s arm. She was struggling trying to get free, so I deliberately ran into
his back causing him to let go of Kelly and fall over.
Kelly
and me were running again, this time I tried real hard and managed to keep up
with her. We turned the corner just in time to see Mandy and Hannah going out
of the door. Within seconds, Kelly and me were outside and heading to the car.
We jumped in and I drove away as the others were getting dressed.
I
drove round the car park until we found the car that we’d put our clothes
under. Luckily they were still there and Kelly got them as I put a top on.
I
drove to the other end of the car park and stopped. We’d done it! We looked at
each other and suddenly burst out laughing. I asked the girls if they were as
turned-on as I was and they all said that they found it an amazingly sexy
experience.
We
went back to the villa and gave the sybian a good work-out.
The
fourth event was to wear Ben Wa balls on a shopping trip and see who dropped
one first.
Hannah
had never experience Ben Wa balls and it was a good job that Jon had bought a
pair for her and sent them with me. When we first mentioned the idea of this
event, Hannah asked what Ben Wa balls were. Her face lit up when we told her,
and the effect that they have. She was looking forward to the challenge but was
scared that she would embarrass herself. Oh, part of the challenge was that
none of us could practice holding them in before the event.
After
breakfast on the designated day, we all inserted our Ben Wa balls. You should
have seen Hannah shuffling around trying to press her legs together as she
walked, it was hilarious. After about 5 minutes she started walking normally
and declared that she was ready to leave. We put on our skirts, tops and shoes
and headed for the car.
We
parked at La Canada and went in. None of us were walking fast.
We
walked the full length of the shopping centre, stopping occasionally as one of
us had an orgasm.
Walking
back, we went in a few shops and tried on some clothes. I think that we all
were glad for the break from walking, and cumming.
From
the shops we went to the area where all the restaurants are and had some lunch.
I was sat opposite Kelly and saw that the inside of her thighs were just like
mine, very wet.
As
we got up to leave I heard the thud of a steel ball hitting the floor. Mandy
went bright red and confessed that she’d lost her concentration whilst getting
up and one had dropped out.
She
was all embarrassed as she bent down to retrieve the ball with a couple of men
looking at her.
Okay,
Mandy had lost that ‘event’, but we never did work out who had won our little
‘Mini Olympics’.
We
were all out shopping in Marbella a couple of days after we arrived when Mandy
and Kelly decided that they wanted to go to the beach. Well, we didn't have
anything that people take to the beach with us except for some sun cream that I
had in my bag. We didn't even have any underwear that we could have worn as
bikinis (Marbella beach is right next to the town and nude sunbathing is not
permitted (topless is though)). Talking about it, Mandy suggested that we could
paint a thong on each of us. This sounded okay, but what could we use? Lipstick
was suggested but we all thought that it would smudge too much. We were still
talking about it when we passed a little hardware store. The idea came to me
that we could use proper paint, not the glossy, oily paint, but the stuff that
they use on walls. I got some of it on me when I was helping Jon decorate and
he'd painted a bikini on me. I went for a bike ride in my 'bikini' and it had
stayed on for a reasonable length of time.
We
bought a small tin of blue paint and a little brush and headed for the beach.
Next was the problem of getting the 'thong bikini bottoms' painted on without
attracting too much attention from the hundreds of people on the beach. We
managed to do it one of us at a time by the rest of us 'crowding' round each of
us in turn. 3 of us ended up with blue triangles on our pubic bones with thin
blue 'stings' round to just above the crack in our asses; and a 'string' down
just into the top of our asses. We looked great as we stood around waiting for
the paint to dry. Not that it took long in that heat.
I
said 3 of us got painted because we decided not to give Hannah a bikini. We all
agreed that because of her child like body she could get away with being naked.
Hannah was very nervous and even scared about it but she was happy to give it a
go.
We
went for a wander around carrying our clothes in our bags. We got a few funny
looks, but in general most people just glanced at us and saw 3 young women in
thong bikini bottoms and a young naked girl.
After
we had passed a group of young men Hannah told me that she could see my pink
clit 'poking' out of my 'thong'. I looked at each of the girls and saw that
they were all getting a little excited, their lips were swollen and on Kelly
and Mandy I could just see their clits poking out a bit. I couldn't see Hannah's
clit but she admitted that she was wet.
We
kept moving for a while before deciding that we needed to cool off a bit. We
dare not go into the sea because we feared that the paint would come off and we
be left looking naked on a non naked beach. Being in the centre of Marbella we
thought that there would be a good chance that we'd get arrested.
Instead
we decided to get an ice-cream from one of the beach bars. We picked one that
had a young man serving. We thought that there was less chance that he'd call
the police that the women in the other bar.
The
poor man couldn't take his eyes off us. The three teenagers were really
enjoying the attention that we were all getting.
The
ice-cream didn't really cool us down so we picked a quieter part of the beach,
dumped our bags in a pile and went in to the water. After a while and some fun
messing about we decided to get out. Hannah and me got out first. As my lower
half came out of the water the paint seemed to be intact, but as soon as I
touched it, it rubbed off. I didn't want to get it on my skirt so I went back
in the water and rubbed it all off. It was then a question of getting out and
dressed as quickly as possible. I got Hannah to back in and tell Kelly and
Mandy to do the same.
I'm
sure that a few people realised that 3 naked girls had walked out of the water,
but nothing was said and the 3 of us that were dressed and a still naked Hannah
walked off.
Hannah
wanted to put her skirt and top on as we approached the road, but I made her
wait until we were on the footpath with people walking up and down. Hannah admitted that she was scared, but at
the same time she enjoyed the thrill. The finger test confirmed that she had
enjoyed the experience – a lot.
We
went out clubbing / dancing a few times, but one time that comes to mind was
when we went back to a bar that we'd passed one day when walking around
Marbella. It had posters all over the outside showing a few really cute guys,
all muscles and sun tans. The girls really looked the look of them. We couldn't
tell what the poster was saying but we decided to go back one night.
Inside
it was like a bar, but with a dance floor and small stage. Anyway, we'd been
there for a while and danced quite a bit when these hunky guys appeared on the
stage and the DJ asked for volunteers to dance with these guys. None of us did
but after a minute or so a girl did volunteer. It was sexy dancing for a couple
of minutes then the guys moved in on her and took her top off. She put up a bit
of resistance, but not a lot. Then her bra went and as she tried to cover her
boobs, one of the guys held her hands. Next, another of the guys undid her
skirt and pulled it down, She had a little white lacy thong on, but that didn't
stay on for long. When she was naked they danced up close to her for a few
minutes before one of the guys picked her up and carried her back to the man
that she was with. She just had a little landing strip on her pubis.
The
DJ asked for another volunteer. Kelly moved forward and one of the guys held
her hand and onto the stage. Same routine, but of course Kelly had no underwear
on. She seemed a bit nervous and tried to cover herself a bit, but still ended
up naked.
Another
girl went next. She too wasn't wearing anything under her dress. She was bald
as well.
Mandy
managed to get the next 'dance' but was a bit more brazen about flaunting her
nudity.
Hannah
went for the next 'dance', The guy who came down for her said something to her
so I went over and told him that it was okay, and that she was 18. I have to
say that she looked good up there, 4 almost naked hunky guys and a girl that
looked as if she was 12.
Two
more girls went after Hannah. Neither wore underwear, one was clean shaven and
the other had a little heart shaped pubis.
I
was beginning to think that I wouldn't get a go, but finally I managed to get
picked.
When
the guy started to take my top off a pretended to be shy and resisted quite a
bit. So much so that my top got ripped a bit. Eventually it came off and I let
my little boobs jiggle about as we danced. I had planned to try to stop them
taking my skirt off (well, for a few seconds), but a guy caught me by surprise
and it was round my ankles before I realised. My hands went to my pussy but 2
strong hands pulled them away. I was naked on stage and wanted to make the most
of it. I danced close to them, rubbing a leg up the side of theirs, pushing my
backside into the crotch of the guy behind me.
They
didn't intend these dances to last long, and before I knew it I was being
picked up. I struggled a bit and the guy put me down then picked me up and put
me over his shoulder. My pussy was on display as he carried me into the crowd
to the girls.
I
just stood with the girls for a while before putting my top and skirt on.
Oh,
I forgot to say that we all got our clothes back (one girl didn't find her top)
but my top was ripped and I had trouble keeping my left breast covered.
Two
more girls danced and got stripped before the guys left. One wore a thong and
no bra, and had short, trimmed pubis. The other wore no underwear and was bald.
Another
day when we were out shopping, my skirt fastener broke and I was left
bottomless until I pulled it back up. It seemed better, and easier, to get a
new skirt and we soon found a little wraparound one that didn't look see-thru
in the shop but when we went outside in the bright sunlight it, was completely
see-thru. None of us realised at first. I'd noticed a couple of men looking at
me but thought nothing of it. It was only when one young English man said,
“Bloody
hell love, I like your skirt,”
I
looked down and realised that you could see right through it and see my pussy
crack. The girls told me that they'd walk in front and behind me, but I said,
“What
the hell, only do that if there is a policeman around.”
I
said that if anyone said anything to me, I would say that I hadn't realised,
pretend to be embarrassed and act like I was trying to hide.
We
continued shopping and I got quite a few looks, and quite wet.
One
evening we decided to go to a water park the next day. I knew that this would
present us with a bit of a problem as we only had 2 bikinis with us. These were
the 2 that I had made a long time ago, both are crotchless. One is white and
the other is yellow. Both are made out of very thin material and are string
fastening, top and bottoms. They are unlined. If I stand with my legs together
you can't tell that they are crotchless, but as soon as my feet part, anyone
who looks can see my clit sticking out.
When
I made them they got quite see-through when wet and I've been washing them a
lot, even if I hadn't worn them, since I made them.
The
next morning Kelly wasn't feeling too well and didn't really fancy a day at a
water park. Mandy decided that she'd stay and keep Kelly company. This left
just Hannah and me. I got our things ready and we got into the car (still
naked) and set off to Torremolinos. On the way I had a good chat with Hannah,
and asked her how she felt being naked all the time. She told me that she'd
been very nervous at first but was now really enjoying it. She told me that
when she'd been naked on the beach in Marbella she'd been really scared that
she'd get locked-up, but at the same time she'd been really turned-on.
We
talked about what we were going to do once we got there and Hannah was keen to
act like a little girl if it meant that she could be naked in amongst all those
people. I told her that we would pretend that she had forgotten to take her
swimsuit and that as a punishment I (pretending to be her mother) was making
her go naked all day. This would be the story if anyone challenged us.
We
were still talking when we arrived at the water park. We parked and I got our
bags and we got out of the car. I started walking towards the entrance then
Hannah asked me if we should put some clothes on. I'd completely forgotten
about clothes.
I
put just a sarong on and Hannah put on some kids clothes that we'd bought for
specially her. They were a little crop top and a wraparound skirt that's
supposed to be a bikini bottom cover-up. This wraparound skirt wasn't quite
long enough to cover her completely and you could just tell that she had
nothing on underneath it. She looked quite cute.
Inside
we went to the men's part of the changing room and in the open area stripped
off and then opened the bag. Hannah pretended to search for her swimsuit for a
while as I walked (naked) to the toilet and had a pee.
When
I got back, Hannah was pretend crying and she told me that she couldn't find
her swimsuit. I then shouted at her for being so careless and told her what her
punishment was. This attracted the attention of a couple of men who stared at
the 2 naked girls. I put on my yellow, crotchless bikini on and dragged (ha) Hannah
to the lockers.
After
storing all our belongings I dragged Hannah outside into the bright sunshine.
No one took any notice of us apart from a couple of teenage boys who just
looked and kept walking.
We
went to the big water slides first and climbed up to the top. The young girl
staff member just looked at us and motioned for us to get ready to go down.
At
the bottom my thin, unlined yellow bikini was completely see-through. From that
time on I tried to took every opportunity to get it wet again.
Amazingly,
no one came up to us and told us that Hannah should put some clothes on. A few
people looked at her, and in one queue a couple of boys asked her where her
swimsuit was. In a real little girl she told them that she was being punished
for being so forgetful. The boys continued to look at her until it was their
turn to get on the slide. Hannah later told me that it was real 'cool' having
them stare at her from so close-up.
There's
this one ride there where you have come down this meandering artificial river
on a big rubber ring. When I jumped on mine my knees were about half a meter
apart. I looked at my crotch and my clit and both lips were protruding from my
crotchless bikini. Hannah had jumped on her rubber ring and her pussy was on
full view.
Now
I'd remembered this ride from the last time that we were there. The ride isn't
quite steep enough and attendants are needed at 5 or 6 places to keep people
moving. They are stood in the water and just push the rings towards the next
little waterfall. These attendants are usually young men and women, probably
with summer jobs waiting for college on university to start again.
The
look on some of their faces when they realised what was on display. Two of the
men and one woman held on to my ring for ages just staring at my puss. I looked
over to Hannah and saw that she was having the same 'problem'.
When
we got to the bottom Hannah told me that she was soaking, and it had nothing to
do with the water. So was I. Hannah also told me that one of the men attendants
had asked her where her swimsuit was (well that's what she thought he was
saying) so she gave him the story about being punished. He'd muttered something
then pushed her on her way.
We
went on the big water slide again, this time as we were waiting I loosened all
the ties on my bikini. As I was going down I felt the top come up round my neck
and when I looked down I saw that the friction of the slide was pull my bottoms
back under me. When I got to the bottom I pretended that I didn't know anything
was wrong and started to wade out. A woman waiting for her kid said,
“You
appear to have lost something.”
I
looked down and saw that I was completely naked. I pretended to be shocked and
made a half-hearted attempt to cover myself. I turned round and looked for my
bikini. Hannah had arrived by then and we both retrieved my bikini. I started
to put it on in the water but one of the attendant ushered me out. I was
holding-up the people waiting to come down the slide.
Out
of the water I took my time putting the bikini on, much to the delight of the 3
men that I was stood next to.
The
‘Black Hole’ was good too, you go on it in twos in a sort of double ring. You
have to sit in a particular way. We got it wrong and the young male attendant
took his time telling us how to sit. My legs were wide apart down either side
of Hannah. Much to the delight of the attendant.
Eventually
we'd had enough and went back to the changing rooms. I took my bikini off then
opened the locker. Moving into the men's changing open area we put our bags on
the bench and looked for the shower. When we eventually found it, it was full
of men so we had to wait a bit. Most of them saw us waiting. Needless to say we
waited facing them. When 2 of them came out we jumped in and I started soaping
myself. Hannah just soaked up the water. After I'd paid particular attention to
my boobs and pussy I looked at Hannah and scolded her for not getting on with
it. I turned to her and started soaping her all over. Her pussy got lots of
attention and she let out a couple of loudish moans. If any of the men in there
hadn't stopped to look at us by then, Hannah moans made them look then.
Sliding
my hand down her backside and pushing 2 fingers in her pussy made her cum
instantly. Normally it takes longer but I guess that being naked all day in
amongst all those people had got her so worked-up that it only took my 2 fingers
to take her over the edge.
By
that time, none of the men were showering, they were all watching us. Most of
them were getting hard as well. When Hannah came down from her climax she
looked round, giggled, and in a little girls voice said,
“Mummy,
we are naughty, what will all those men think?”
We
went and got dressed which didn't take long, just the skirt for Hannah and the
sarong for me; and left.
On
the way back, Hannah was so excited. She told me that it was the best day of
her life.
Back
at the Villa we found Kelly and Mandy in the pool. Kelly told us that they'd
had a great time, Apparently the Pool man came to do whatever pool men do while
we were at the water park. When he’d arrived Kelly was on a sun lounger reading
a book and Mandy was doing her daily workout on the sybian. She was beyond the
point of no return when she saw him. She came loudly.
The
2 of them spent the next hour teasing the poor man, offering him drinks and a
swim. Mandy even asked him if he wanted to watch her use the sybian again.
The
poor man couldn't speak much English and he eventually left with a large, wet
bulge in his trousers.
Kelly
and Mandy loved what we'd done at the water park and wished they'd been there
to see us.
One
night I woke up at 3 o'clock and couldn't get back to sleep. After a lot of
tossing and turning I decided that I needed to go for a walk – naked. Although
I'd often driven around the villa area naked, and even ridden around the area
on my little scooter with my skirt up round my waist and my top open for my
little boobs to catch some sun, I'd never actually walked round the roads
naked.
I
put on some comfortable sandals, so that I could walk silently, and run easily
if I had to, and set off. I went all round the deserted street not seeing a
sole. I headed over the pedestrian bridge over the main coast road and into the
outskirts of the suburb of Marbella. The few cars that went along the coast
road may or may not have seen me.
I
started hearing sounds of talking and laughter. I even heard a couple of cars,
but they weren't close to me. Turning one Corner I saw this bar that was still
open. I stood there for a minute deciding what to do, but that was decided for
me. A couple of men came out of the bar, turned towards me, then stopped.
Suddenly
there was loud talking in Spanish and more men came out. I lost my nerve and
turned and ran. I could hear people running behind me. I ducked into an alley
and hid behind a parked car.
My
heart was pounding, I was so scared, but at the same time I was loving the
excitement. I touched my clit and nearly exploded, it was so large and wet, so
were my thighs.
I
waited until everything had been quiet for a few minutes then crept to the end
of the alley. I saw no one, but at the same time I couldn't see anything that I
recognised. I was lost. To make matters worse, the sky was getting a bit
lighter. I had to get my bearings and get back to the villa. I reckoned that I
had about 15 minutes before daylight broke and I must have been at least a mile
from the villa. What's more, it was uphill most of the way.
I
decided on which direction to go and set off. Twice I had to find somewhere to
hide when I saw car headlight heading my way. All this was getting me more and
more nervous, excited and even wetter than I already was.
I
turned one corner after I'd got my bearings and was confronted by a middle aged
woman. She looked as if she was going to start a cleaning job.
I
kept walking. She mumbled something in Spanish as I just smiled at her.
The
traffic on the coast road was much busier, and it was light enough for the
people in the cars to see me as I went over the bridge. One beeped his horn so
I waved at him.
A
little later, not far from the villa, with it nearly full daylight, I saw a man
taking his dog for a walk, coming straight towards me. I kept walking, and so
did he. As he got closer I saw that he must have been 30 something. He was
staring at me. Again I just smiled at him and kept walking. He's stopped just
before our paths crossed and was blatantly staring. I could see him turning as
I went passed him. I looked back a few metres further on and he was still
looking. I waggled my backside just for the hell of it.
I
made it just through the gates of the villa as a car drove right passed the
gate.
Back
inside the girls were still asleep so I got myself a drink then took the sybian
outside to relieve my urgent needs.
When
I told the girls what I'd done they were amazed.
Back
in a cold England
One
day a few weeks ago when we (just Jon and me) went to Birmingham for the day
someone tried to Shark me (well I think that’s the term). I had left Jon
looking in a computer shop while I went to a supermarket down the road. As I
walked back towards where Jon was I could hear someone walking faster than me
behind me. When I was expecting that person to pass me I suddenly felt my skirt
go up around my waist. I bet that the man got a bit of a surprise when he
realised that I was knickerless. I just stood there, shopping bags still in my
hands and watched him as he stared at my naked ass. When I turned round to face
him he was still there, staring. After a few seconds gravity won and my skirt
started falling back down. The man ran off. When I told Jon he laughed and
said,
“I
bet that made his day.”
Jon
had his car serviced a few weeks ago. What was interesting about that was that he
didn't tell me about it and it led to an interesting incident.
Jon
left for work one morning saying that he was getting a lift there. No big deal,
he often gets picked-up. Kel was just about to leave for school when the door
bell rang. Kel answered the door then shouted,
“There's
someone here for the car, I'm off to school, see ya!”
I
was in the kitchen and didn't have any clothes on. Normally I like put a
negligee or something on before answering the door, but all my clothes were
upstairs and I would have to go past the front door to get upstairs, and Kel
had left the door open. I had no choice, I had to go to the door naked.
As
I came out of the kitchen I saw this man stood at the door looking directly at
me. After he managed to get pull himself together he said,
“xxx
Garage, I've come to collect the car for a service.”
“Oh,
I wasn't expecting you, I'll just phone my boyfriend to check.”
I
picked up the phone and phoned Jon as the man stared at me.
After
I finished on the phone I picked-up the keys and walked to the man and gave
them to him. His hand was out, but his eyes were looking down at my pussy. I
expected him to leave then, but he said,
“Thank
you, I need to check it for damage before I take it.” He said.
“Okay,
I don't think that there is any, give me a shout when you're done.” I replied.
A
couple of minutes later there was a knock on the door. I opened it, still naked
(well, he'd seen me naked so there was no point in covering-up) and looked at
his eyes. They were looking at my hard nipples.
After
a slight pause he said,
“There's
a scratch on the passenger door, but apart from that, it's okay.”
“I
don't remember a scratch, show me.”
I
said, and walked outside, brushing past him. I looked at the car door but
couldn't see anything.
“It's
down there, at the bottom” he said, pointing at the bottom of the door.
I
still couldn't see anything so I bent forward to get a closer look. As I did I
noticed that he'd stepped back a bit and I realised that he was getting a good
look at my bent-over ass and pussy.
Not
being one to miss an opportunity, I stayed in that position pretending to look
for the scratch. I found it quite quickly but kept looking.
After
a minute or so I said, “Where?”
After
another pause he came over and bent down next to me. His face was inches from
my breasts and rock hard nipples.
“There”
he said, pointing to the scratch.
“Oh
yes, now I see it,”
I
said, and stood up. As he was still bent down, his face was now very close to
my pussy, I was getting wet.
We
both stayed there for what seemed like ages, but in reality it was probably
only a couple of seconds, before he stood up and said,
“Are
there any valuables left in the car?”
I
hadn't a clue what Jon had left in there so I decided that I had better check.
I opened the driver’s door and looked in the door pockets. To look in the glove
box I had to lean right over, giving the man a great view of my backside.
I
told the man that there was nothing of any value in the car and he said,
“Can
you sign this please? It's to authorise the work.
I
signed the paper, gave it back to the man and he got in the car and left.
That
afternoon when the car came back there were 2 men at the door when I answered
it. I’d heard the car arriving in the drive and assumed that it was the same
man. I was wrong. There were 2 of them. When I opened the door the 2 of them
just stared at me.
I
just stood there letting them look at my naked body for ages before saying,
“All
done is it?”
One
of them passed me the keys and a clipboard and I signed the form where there
was a little cross. As I passed it back one of them said,
“This
is Ben, he’s come to give me a lift back.”
“Nice,”
I said, “I think that I’d better check to see that everything is okay.”
I
brushed passed them and walked round the car as they stared at me.
I
walked back to the house door, thanked them, and went inside and closed the
door.
When
Jon got home he asked me if I’d enjoyed the visitors. I asked him if he’d get
his car serviced more often.
A
couple of weeks ago, Hannah turned up at Jon's house one Saturday lunch time. I
invited her in and put the kettle on. I was just about to tell her that Kelly
wasn't there when Jon came into the kitchen. He immediately took charge and
Hannah
told us that she knew that Kelly wouldn’t be there because she’d heard them
talking about it at school. Jon asked Hannah what we could do for her and she
said,
“I
told my mum that I was having a sleep-over with Kelly I was hoping that I could
have a sleep-over with you two. If that's okay, can you cover for me if my mum
rings?”
“Yes,
okay, we would be pleased to have you.” Jon said.
“I'm
taking Vanessa out for dinner but I'm sure that the reservation can be changed
to make it for three. Vanessa will sort out something for you to wear.”
“Thank
you.” Hannah said.
“Right,
first things first,” Jon said, “get those clothes off.””
Without
any hesitation, Hannah stood up and started stripping.
She
took her top off and Jon said,
“Good,
no bra.”
It
had been a couple of months since I had seen Hannah and it was obvious that she
had finally started turning into a woman. Her breasts were nearly as big as
mine (AA cup), but she still had that little girl look.
As
Hannah started to take her jeans off Jon said,
“Trousers
aren't welcome in our house.”
When
he saw her knickers he said,
“Knickers
are definitely banned, Get them off and put them in the rubbish bin,”
Hannah
said, “Yes Sir!” and did as she was told.
When
Hannah was completely naked Jon said,
Jon
then took Hannah upstairs while I got on with the household chores.
After
Jon had finished with Hannah he told us that we had 30 minutes to have a shower
and get ready to go out. We both showered together and I took the opportunity
to play with Hannah's body a bit. My fingers slipped into her pussy so easily.
For
Hannah I chose a low-cut, baggy top with frills round the front neck part, and
short enough so that it stopped about 3 inches above her naval. To go with it I
chose one of my micro mini skirts that is tight round the hips but then flares
out, making it ideal if it’s a windy day. It wasn't. Hannah is slimmer than me
so the skirt hung low on her hips. If it had been any lower it would have
revealed her pubic hair – if she'd had any.
I
chose a slightly sheer top that buttons down the front and isn't long enough to
reach my naval. I tied the bottom of it instead of fastening the buttons. With
it I wore a wraparound short skirt that fastens with a little bit of velcro.
It's one that Jon has me wear when he wants to rip my skirt of in a public
place so that I can act like an embarrassed naked female (ENF). All fake of course,
but a big turn-on.
On
the way to the restaurant, Hannah asked us if she could pretend to be our
daughter like she had done in Spain. She said that she'd enjoyed it when I'd
told her off.
Jon
agreed on the condition that she would act like a naughty little girl in the
restaurant.
When
we got there we had to wait in the little bar area while they got our table
ready. Jon got us some drinks and we stood by this table that had a very low
sofa on the other side. There was a youngish couple sat there. The woman hadn't
crossed her legs and was giving Jon a great upskirt view. Later Jon told me
that she wasn't wearing and knickers (like Hannah and me) and that she had a
short landing strip.
Hannah
started playing up. In a voice loud enough to be heard by the couple she told
Jon that she'd forgotten to put any knickers on. When he turned to look at her
she said
“Look,”
and she lifted the front of her skirt up so that he could see her naked pussy.
The
couple's conversation stopped as they stared at Hannah's pussy.
Jon
said, “Hannah, let go of your skirt and don't lift it again, it's rude.
“But
you lift mummies skirt like this sometimes.”
Hannah
replied as she lifted my skirt up as far as it would go.
Jon
calmly said,
“Hannah,
I've told you, if you do that one more time you'll get punished. Do you
understand?”
Hannah
didn't reply, instead she grabbed the waist of my skirt and pulled hard. The
little bit of velcro gave way and I was naked from just under my breasts to my
shoes.
I
shouted, “Hannah!” and put my free hand down in front of my pussy. I acted all
embarrassed, put my drink in the table and retrieved my skirt while Jon put his
drink on the table and looked at the couple and said,
“Kids,
what's got into them these days.”
Jon
calmly took Hannah's drink off her, gave it to me and then grabbed Hannah's
wrist. He said,
“Punishment
time young lady,”
and
as he dragged her off to the back of the restaurant where the toilets are we
could hear Hannah saying,
“But
Dad, you've already spanked me once today.”
They
went in the men’s toilet.
I
looked to the couple and apologised. The woman said that she thought that they
should bring back corporal punishment. If only she knew.
Five
minutes later Jon and Hannah came back. Hannah was pretending to cry and at the
same time rubbing her bum. Sometimes her hand would lift her skirt a bit and I
could see red marks.
Later
Jon told me that he'd had her bend over and hold a wash basin and he'd given
her 15 really hard slaps. A middle aged man had come in when they were half way
through. Jon had said,
“Sorry
about this, but she's got a lesson to learn.”
The
man went into a cubicle and shut the door without saying anything.
We
eventually got our table and had a good meal. The waiter gave us good service
which may have been because he kept looking at my top with my rock hard nipples
threatening to burst through the nearly sheer material.
Hannah
always seemed to be bending forward when the waiter came to us. Even I could
see her little boobs and hard little nipples; and I was sat beside her.
During
the drive home Hannah asked Jon if she could give him a blow job. Jon agreed
but with one condition, if she couldn’t make him cum before we got home she
would get punished. Hannah agreed and leaned over and un-zipped him. I watched,
knowing that there was no chance that she’d be able to make him cum in time to
save her backside.
She
failed and accepted that Jon was going to punish her. As soon as we got through
the door Jon told her to strip and wait for him in the lounge. She stood
quietly waiting for about 5 minutes before Jon came back with the paddle in his
hand.
He
told her to lay over his lap and he gave her 20 whacks. I was sat opposite her
backside and I could see that she was wet, very wet.
When
he had finished, she had tears in her eyes and a very red backside.
Straight
away, Jon took her upstairs and installed her on the ‘fucking machine’ (see
Part 06 of Vanessa’s New Life - week commencing September 28).
I left them to it and went and got a drink.
About 15 minutes later Jon came downstairs leaving
Hannah being pulled up and down on the machine. Jon switched the television on
and we watched some program (can’t remember what) with the moans from Hannah in
the background.
About 30 minutes later we went upstairs and found
Hannah covered in sweat and looking absolutely knackered. Jon untied her and
carried her to the shower.
I gave her a shower, dried her, then put her in our
bed. She was asleep in seconds.
I woke up in the middle of the night to the sounds
of Jon and Hannah fucking.
Next morning Hannah wanted one more ‘ride’. Jon set
her up, switched it on and came and ate breakfast. When we had finished we went
and watched Hannah having lots of orgasms.
After another shower, Jon gave her an egg shaped
vibe and told her to put it in, switched on, as soon as she got home; and to
leave it in until the batteries went flat.
Well,
I think that that’s about all for now.
Have
a great Christmas and a Happy Nude Year.
Love,
V