My Girlfriend Likes Me To Expose Her
by Vanessa Evans
Part 3
On the beach the MC was trying to
organise more silly games whilst the rest of the crew were setting up
tables with food and drink on them. Layla and I decided to just sit,
watch and laugh at the half drunk people as they joined in what they
thought was fun.
“I’ve just counted 13 naked girls Jake.” Layla said.
“Are you getting jealous because you’re not the only one naked Layla?”
“No, there’s enough guys here to see all of us not just me.”
“Well a lot of those guys saw every detail of your pussy back on the boat didn’t they?”
“Hmm, yes they did.”
“And you liked that didn’t you?”
“Maybe.”
“Layla.”
“Okay, I liked it and it made me all tingly and wet, especially when I riding that guy, whatever his name was.”
“Were you remembering yesterday in the sand dunes?”
“Yes.”
“Shall we go back there tomorrow and do a repeat performance?”
“Or two if we go early enough.”
“Jeez Layla, talk about girls gone wild, you’re going to find life back in England so boring.”
“I know, but we’ll have lots of memories and we can start planning our next holiday.”
“We could also start looking for a place that we could move in together.”
“I was hoping that you’d say something like that.”
“Then you can be naked all the time in our own place.”
“Hmm, and we can make love a dozen times a day.”
“I’m assuming that you’ll stay
naked when my mates come round to watch the footy, it will be great
having a naked girl getting our beers.”
“I don’t know about that Jake.”
“Come on Layla, you know that you want to, you can admit it to me, besides it isn’t like they won’t have seen you naked before.”
“You still want to have those holiday movie parties?”
“Yes, but I’ve been thinking about
that, maybe we could have one big one in the function room of the Black
Bull, it doesn’t cost much to hire the room and the guests could buy
their own drinks.”
“That sounds like a good idea, would you still want me to make a grand, naked entrance?”
“Of course, it will be the main event. You can get on a table in the middle of the room and masturbate for everyone.”
“What, you never mentioned that
before, you’d really want me to do that, in front of everyone we know?
I don’t know that I could do that, it’s scary, not to mention the
embarrassment.”
“Layla you get off on
embarrassment, it turns you on, besides it wouldn’t be everyone, we
won’t invite our parents but your brothers would be okay, I’m sure that
they’d love to see their little sister naked. Because the function room
is so big we could also invite all your old school mates, well the ones
that haven’t moved out of town.”
“Jeez Jake, it sounds like you want the whole city to see me naked.”
“I do, and you do too Layla.”
Layla didn’t answer that one, but I knew that she did.
“We could post some of the best videos on xHamster or the likes, then the whole world can see you naked.”
“Bloody hell Jake, what are you trying to turn me in to?”
“Your true self Layla, that’s what YOU want as well.”
Again Layla didn’t answer so I got
up and got my phone out. Layla posed for me and I got some great photos
of her, some with her legs spread wide and me zooming in on her pussy.
I got her to pose in the shallow water as well, all sorts of poses,
some innocent and some very gynaecological. Layla was loving every pose.
So were some of the other guys
that were there, a few, Ethan and Matt included, came over to watch us.
I even got some of the guys to hold Layla up I the air with some of the
guy’s hands on her tits and them holding her legs spread wide open. Her
pussy was telling us all that she was loving every minute of it.
Eventually it came time to go back
to the boat. Just about everyone swam back, but the little dingy had to
go and collect 3 or 4, including 1 naked girl, because they had had way
too much pop to be able to swim.
Layla didn’t fancy dancing to the
loud music so we stood / sat at the side of the boat. I was the one sat
on the relatively low part of the side and Layla stood between my legs
with her back to me like she often does.
Because I was a bit lower than
when I stand my hands could easily reach her pussy as well as her tits
and my right hand started playing with her clit.
Layla spread her legs, closed her
eyes and didn’t try to stop me from bringing her off in front of all
those people. Admittedly most weren’t looking, but some were. When my
fingers were busy I whispered, no, almost shouted to be heard, that
some guys and the odd girl were watching us. Seconds later I felt her
pussy get a lot wetter.
Probably about half way back I
watched some of the crew clear the games area then the MC announced
that it was games time again. Layla and I moved over to the raised area
again so that we could get a better look. We both like watching drunk
or half drunk people making a fool of themselves and we weren’t
disappointed. I did note that just about all the girls that took part
were naked and wondered if there had been an epidemic of girls wanting
to get naked.
“One last game,” the MC announced, “but this one is only for the girls. Can I have some girl volunteers please?”
“Go on Layla.” I said, “it could be fun.”
Layla climbed down and joined the
other 6 or 7 girls that had stepped forwards. The MC gave then each
what looked like an empty beer bottle then got them to line-up along
the side of the boat.
“Right girls, put the bottle on
the deck in front of you then, when I say go, I want you to get the
bottle to the other side of the ship but here’s the catch, you can’t
use your hands, arms, or your mouth, except for standing the bottle
back up when it falls over.”
These was a couple of seconds
silence until people started realising that the girls had only one way
to get the bottle over to the other side. The guys started cheering,
and as it registered with all the girls, most, like Layla started
smiling. Two girls who were wearing only thong bikini bottoms pulled
them off and threw them to the side of the boat.
All girls spread out a little and stood over their bottles with their feet apart.
When the MC thought that all the girls were ready he shouted “GO” and all 8 girls squat and impaled themselves on their bottles.
The cheering from the guys got so loud that I thought it was louder than the music had been.
Every girl was struggling to keep
the bottles in their pussies and everyone realised that there were a
lot of wet pussies on that boat.
Layla was really struggling, she
could get no more than a metre before the bottle hit the deck. It took
well over 4 minutes for the first girl to get there and she was given a
bottle of champagne, but I was sure that most of the guys watching were
thinking, like me, that they’d rather fuck a wet pussy than a dry pussy.
That game caused so much
enthusiasm from the crowd that the MC decided to do it again. Some of
the girls walked away, some, like Layla, stayed to have another go, and
3 different girls came forwards to have a go.
Again the noise from the crowd was
unbelievable as the girls struggled. This time Layla was closer to me
and I managed to get a video of her struggling.
A different girl won this time and
Layla walked back to me still carrying the bottle that was covered with
her juices. I took it off her and put the neck into my mouth and sucked.
“You taste as nice as ever.” I said when I took it out.
“You can taste the real thing as soon as we get back to the hotel.” Layla replied.
The music started again, but this
time with a lot less decibels. I looked where the boat was heading and
saw that we were approaching the harbour. When the boat docked people
started disembarking and heading for their coaches and I saw that some
of the girls hadn’t bothered putting any clothes on so when Layla went
into the bag to get her skirt I stopped her and said,
“No, stay like that Layla.”
Layla looked up at me, smiled and
let go of her skirt. I picked up the bag, got my phone out and videoed
Layla disembarking and walking to the coach. It was mainly her butt
that got videoed except when she turned round and tried to get me to
stop videoing.
I even videoed her getting onto the coach and because of the 3 high steps I captured her still wet pussy between her legs.
As we were walking down the aisle
near the back of the coach. Layla tripped on something and an arm came
out to catch her then pulled her onto the lap of the arm’s attached
body. It was Matt with Ethan sat next to him.
Laying on her back across the laps of the 2 guys Layla looked up and said.
“You guys will do anything to get your hands on my body, well go on, do what you want to me.”
Matt looked up at me and I nodded
my head, sat on the seat the other side of the aisle and lifted Layla’s
feet onto my lap. I got my phone our and videoed Matt and Ethan groping
her tits and pussy.
Layla hadn’t cum for ages and she
lasted long enough for the coach to be speeding along the main road
back to our resort before she let everyone around us know that she was
cumming.
Matt was getting Layla close to
cumming again as the coach pulled up outside our hotel and we had to
quickly get off and went into the hotel.
Back in our room Layla opened the
balcony doors and stood at the railings taking some deep breathes. I
saw her waving and went and looked and saw Matt an Ethan on their
balcony opposite.
I took Layla into the bedroom and
put her in the position that she went into when the MC on the boat had
told the girls to get in to the boy’s favourite position to eat her
pussy and did just that until she’d orgasmed then I fucked her properly
until I came deep inside her.
I turned my head to look out and
saw Matt and Ethan still looking over at us. I lay beside her as her
legs came down and before I knew it I was asleep.
I woke as it was starting to get dark so I woke Layla and we went into the shower.
I dressed Layla in yet another see-through skirt and top and we went to eat before another night in a few bars but on our own.
*****
The following day we got the buses
to the same beach but earlier in the day. Layla was a bit disappointed
that she didn’t have to stand and have a man’s face right in front of
her pussy but she made up for it by wanting 2 trips into the dunes to
put on a similar show for the wandering voyeurs, one in the morning and
the second in the afternoon.
In between the shows we wandered
around, going down paths and dirt roads passing people going the other
way and vans delivering to the beach bars. We even walked through the
car parks, both of is naked apart from our flip-flops. We also went to
one of the beach bars but I put my shorts on because we didn’t see any
naked men in the bar.
All in all we had a great day and
Layla was happy that she’d been seen naked by so many people and been
watched fucking by quite a few as well.
Back at the hotel we had a late
dinner then a nap because that night we were going to a nightclub. I
asked Layla if she had any plans for what she was going to wear and she
told me that she was planning on wearing one of her see-through tops
and as a surprise for me, she’d brought a yellow ballet tu-tu and cut
off the built-in knickers.
“I love the tu-tu idea but I think we can do better than one of your tops.” I said.
I left Layla to sleep for a little
longer and went to the local shops where I bought a couple of lipsticks
of very different colours. When we were getting ready I used the
lipsticks to draw circles round her tits.
“There you go Layla, that will do for a top.”
And that’s how she went, heels and
a tu-tu and nothing else. If you were stood close to Layla you couldn’t
tell that she was naked below the tu-tu but if you were more than 2 or
3 metres away you could see her bare butt or pussy. Layla said that it
felt like she was just wearing a belt.
We walked to the bus pick-up
point, the club being well out in the countryside, and found other
girls wearing next to nothing waiting for the bus. Although none of the
other girls had their pussies uncovered like Layla.”
Layla found that it was impossible
to sit on the bus seats with the tu-tu on so he took it off and sat
naked, putting the tu-tu back on when she stood to get off the bus.
The club looked huge and judging
by the decibels of music coming from inside it was a good job that it
was in the middle of nowhere. I presented our tickets and we were in.
There must have been over a
thousand young people there. It was quite dark but had lots of strobe
and ultraviolet lighting which highlighted the girls who wore white
bras or knickers even under their outer clothing. Of course Layla
didn’t have that problem, in fact she was a little disappointed by the
lack of light to highlight that she only wearing a ‘belt’.
It was difficult to move around
and half the time you were lucky to get your own space to dance but we
managed to get some drinks, that were expensive, from the long bars
that had dozens of serving staff.
We soon realised that the club was
more like a Rave with the place offering very little other than dancing
and a great atmosphere, but having said that there was a Foam area and
a small Swimming Pool that people were stripping off and cooling down
in. There were so many people in it that you couldn’t really swim in it
and I wondered how may people peed in it rather than searching for the
toilets.
The Foam area was fun with people
disappearing into the foam and there were lots of groping going on
under the foam. I wasn’t too pleased being in it as I suspected that
most of the groping was by young men rather than girls. I spent quite a
while at the edge of the foam while Layla went in and spent ages in it.
Each time she came out she had a smile on her face and I assumed that
she’d got groped quite a bit.
When Layla went to the club just
wearing the tu-tu I half expected it to somehow get ripped off her
never to be seen again but it didn’t happen, even in the Foam.
Another area that Layla enjoyed
was the pedestal dancing. There were a number of these around the place
for anyone, but only girls, got up there and danced with everyone
around being able to look up their legs and see what they were, or
weren’t, wearing. I noticed that Layla danced with her feet wider apart
and did a lot more pelvis thrusts when she was up there than when she
was on the ground.
Eventually the place started
winding down and we headed back to the bus discovering that dawn was
starting to break. Layla again took the tu-tu off to sit down, not
caring that the other passengers saw that she was naked as the walked
down the aisle. She couldn’t be bothered to put it back on when we got
off the bus and she walked back to the hotel in just her heels.
Layla was tired, but not tired
enough to throw the balcony doors open, try to get some energy from the
fresh, glorious morning, before asking me to spoon her on the bed, my
hard cock finding its goal, before we both went to sleep.
*****
I was still spooning Layla when I
woke up and my morning woody was threatening to enter her so I helped
it on its way and enjoyed the warm, wet, velvety, tight glove until she
woke up and almost demanded that I finish what I started before she
went to sleep.
It was way too late for us to go
to breakfast in the hotel so we did our bathroom routine then got
dressed the way we did every day for breakfast, and went to a cafe down
the road, Layla’s sarong floating behind her as we walked and her doing
nothing to hold it together to cover her pussy.
Back at the hotel we decided to
spend the rest of the day at the hotel pool where we met some of the
other hotel guests. We got a couple of sun loungers as spent quite a
bit of time getting our tan’s a deeper shade of brown, Layla’s tan
being all-over.
Layla kept saying,
“I don’t want to have white inner thighs.”
That being her excuse for keeping her legs apart.
I almost made her cum when I was
rubbing the sunblock on her but I decided to stop just before she got
there, resulting in me being called a cruel bastard.
“Layla’s spread sunbathing got the
attention of the other guests there and a few came over to introduce
themselves to us and I noticed that when the girls came over they sat
or stood beside us, but when it was guys they always stood at the foot
of the loungers which I’m sure pleased Layla as well as the guys.
One guy that we talked to told us
about a bar at the other side of the resort that he said was always
lively and aimed at young people having fun. He told us that they had a
mechanical bull and often had drinking competitions and different
audience anticipation entertainment. When I asked what sort of audience
anticipation he told us that that night’s entertainment was a wet
T-shirt competition and that the previous night’s was a couple of male
strippers that managed to strip a few girls during their act.
Well Layla wanted to know exactly
where the bar was and she went to the hotel reception, totally naked,
and asked for a map of the resort and to mark on it the bar in
question, which the man did.
Back at the lounger Layla put the map in our bag then asked if we could go there that night. What could I say?
There were 3 or 4 other girls
there that were naked, including that Mandy. Apparently her and her
guy, Ronnie didn’t much like going to beaches so were spending most of
their holiday daytime at the pool. Layla suggested a trip on a party
boat describing what she had got up to when we went, even the bottle
carrying which got Ronnie very interested. They said that they’d book a
trip on the boat that evening.
We didn’t spend all day on the
loungers, there were impromptu games in the pool which Layla told me
had resulted in her getting groped in her pussy a couple of times and I
admitted that I had groped a couple of girls as well. It’s difficult
not to when you have you lift a naked girl in a swimming pool or get
something from them that they try to hide between their legs.
I’d remembered to take my phone
with us and I got some great photos of Layla sunbathing and messing
about in the pool. Including her on the shoulders of a couple of guys
chicken fighting.
Anyway, we stayed at the pool
until the sun started to go down then went back up to our room where I
sat on the balcony with Layla sat leaning back on me with my cock deep
inside her.
As she slowly raised and lowered
herself she waved at a few people in the hotel opposite, including Matt
and Ethan who watched her for a while but they left before Layla
vocally let them all know that she was cumming.
When we got ready for dinner then
going out, I decided to dress Layla in just a dress and her wedge
sandals, the dress being made of string, very much like a man’s string
vest with the same sized holes all over it, all big enough for Layla to
put her little finger, or her nipples, through. This dress is loose
fitting and longer than the rest that she brought but makes up for it
by being so see-though.
Layla walked proud into the dining
room getting quite a few people looking at her and deliberately going
to the food tabled more times than needed.
The walk to the bar that we’d heard about was a hike and Layla kept asking,
“Are we there yet?”
As soon as we did get there we saw
a girl with large breasts bouncing up and down on the mechanical bull.
She was only wearing a skirt that had bunched up around her waist, and
white knickers, so you can imagine the show that she was putting on.
“I want to do that.” Layla announced as we entered the place which was already quite busy.
“Let’s get a drink first, then weigh things up.”
We got the drinks, wandered around a bit and bumped into Matt and Ethan.
“Come to look at some more tits and pussies have you guys?” I asked.
“Yep?”
“Mine weren’t enough for you the other day?” Layla asked.
“A guy can never get enough pussy.” Matt replied. “Even after we’d got our hands on your Layla.”
“Well you might get to see mine again later,” Layla said, “I hear that there’s a wet T-shirt competition later.”
“Yes,” Ethan said, “you need to register at the bar Layla.”
“I will. I’m going to have a go on that bull thing as well.”
“That dress may make it difficult for you.” Ethan said.
“Why, you can see everything through it.” Layla replied.
“Yes but a girl always looks better totally naked.” Matt added.
“In that case I’ll just have to
take it off before I get on. Sorry guy’s but you won’t see my tits
bouncing about like that last girl.”
“Doesn’t matter Layla, tits are
tits,” Ethan said, “I love them all especially the ones with big
nipples like yours Layla, look at them, I could hang a coat on those.”
“No need for me to tweak them then is there?” I said.
“You can if you want, all of you can.”
Two hands reached out and tweaked Layla’s nipples but I held back, I could do that anytime that I wanted.
“So where do you go to get on the waiting list for the bull?” Layla asked.
“That guy at the controls and with a microphone in his hand.”
“Have you two had a go?” I asked.
“Yes,” Ethan replied, “but the
bastard set it going crazy just as soon as we got on, we were off in
seconds. I guess that he prefers girls on it, he can have more fun and
create more of a spectacle with them.”
“I bet that he can.” I thought then took Layla over to put her name on the list.
When he saw us he looked Layla up and down and said,
“Do you fancy a ride with your legs spread wide honey?”
“Yes, but on the bull please.”
The guy took Layla’s name and told
her how many people were in front of her in the queue then we went and
found a table near the bull so that we could watch the fun.
Ethan was right about the
controller having a preference for the girls, we saw 2 other guys have
a go and only last seconds but when a girl got on he took it slower and
kept dipping the head or butt of the bull so that the girl had to lean
well forward showing everyone her butt, or lean well back showing
everyone her pubic area and stomach. Okay the girls had a hand holding
onto the rope but there was quite a lot of knickers or skin on display.
The lighting on the bull was
bright but the rest of the bar was not so bright meaning that Layla
wasn’t that visible to all the other customers. That is until it was
her turn on the bull.
Layla gave me a kiss and told me
to get my phone out then walked over to the controller man. She was
then directed to the bull and another man who was giving the riders a
leg up. She walked over the big inflated cushions to the bull and the
man interlaced his fingers and held his hands down for her to use as a
step.
Layla hiked up the bottom of her
dress then went to lift her leg up but the dress just fell back to its
normal place as she started to lift her leg. She hiked up the dress
again and the same thing happened. I heard some bloke shout,
“Take it off.”
When Layla hiked up her dress
again her hands continued up taking the dress right up over her head
and off leaving her totally naked.
Cheers erupted from around the room as my latest video kept getting bigger in size.
Layla threw her dress towards the
controller and lifted a leg and put the foot in the man’s hands. Up she
went and swung the other leg over the bull and sat on the bull. The man
lifted the rope just in front of Layla’s pussy and indicated that she
should hold on using it.
When she was ready Layla put her
spare arm out ready to balance herself then the bull slowly started
going round. I guessed that the controller wanted everyone to get a
good look at her before he started the bull shaking and tipping.
To be fair to the controller he
made the bull do just about every thing that it could do with Layla
facing all parts of the bar. The only thing that he didn’t do is get it
to shake violently or spin very fast which meant that Layla was able to
hang on and stay on the thing.
Then the controller surprised
everyone by telling Layla to turn round on the bull and hold on with
the rope behind her. Layla gave the inside of her pussy a good airing,
and a lot of people and look at her spread pussy, as she manoeuvred
around.
The controller had obviously
practised with girls sat like that because he angled the bull so that
everyone in the bar, and my phones camera, got a few seconds look at
her spread pussy.
I just knew that Layla would be loving every second and possibly be close to cumming.
After the controller was satisfied
that he had exposed Layla as much as he could he started more violent
moves and inevitably Layla went flying off and landed spread eagle on
the inflated cushions.
Layla lay there long enough for me
to wonder if she was okay but at the same time I was thinking that she
was milking her exposure time in the bright lights.
Finally Layla pulled her legs
together, got to her feet and walked over to the controller to retrieve
her dress and put it on. When she got back to me I could see that she
was highly aroused and as I hugged her I whispered,
“You really are an exhibitionist.”
Layla didn’t reply but she did
squeeze me a bit harder for a couple of seconds before letting go and
sitting down. She took a drink from her beer bottle then said,
“Did you get all that?”
“Yep, your exhibitionist coming out party is going to have a lot to watch.”
“You’re really going to have that party Jake?”
“I am, and you are going to love every second of it Layla.”
Layla went over to the bar and put
her name down for the wet T-shirt competition then we watched
other people on the bull until it became time for Layla to go and get
ready for the wet T-shirt competition. We’d talked about it and Layla
didn’t expect to win because of her small tits but she was hoping that
she’s get the chance to flaunt her naked body in front of everyone in
the bar.
I moved close to the little stage
where I assumed the girls would perform and found Matt and Ethan
standing very close to the stage.
“Hoping to get a good look at the girls guys?” I asked.
“Yes, is Layla entering?” Ethan asked
“She is and she’s hoping that she can get naked for you again.”
“You’ve got a good one there Jake.” Ethan said.
“I know mate, I know.”
Matt added,
“Layla was virtually naked in that dress anyway.”
It seemed like hours before the MC
finally announced that the competition was about to start. He called
number 1 out onto the stage and out she came, the thin T-shirt already
showing exactly where her nipples were and the hem of it just covering
her knickers.
The guy with the bucket of water
tipped it all down her front making it show the exact contours of her
tits, nipples and knickers. We could also see the different coolers of
her nipples and areolae. She danced to the music cupping and fondling
her tits and sometimes lifting the sides of the T-shirt to reveal her
wet knickers. I was disappointed as her now wet knickers revealed that
she had a dark landing strip.
Numbers 2 and 3 were very much the
same except that number 3 had huge breasts with no bra to support them
and they bounced about, looking quite painful, as she danced to the
music.
Number 4 was Layla. She was full
of energy as she danced over to the man to wet her T-shirt, her bullet
nipples already tenting the material much more that the previous girls
nipples had. Being short, Layla’s T-shirt went well below her pussy but
that wasn’t going spoil her fun. As she danced she first ripped the top
of the T-shirt so much that it left most of her right tit expose, then
she lifted the hem, firstly with her back to the audience, then her
front. Each time revealing her lack of knickers.
Layla told me later that all the
girls had been told not to expose their bare tits or bare pussies until
the second round but that wasn’t going to stop Layla doing it.
When her time was up Layla held
the hem of her T-shirt with both hands and did a curtsey, pulling the
material up to expose her pussy again as she did so.
Number 5 was a bottle blonde which
became obvious when she revealed her wet thong, although she was quite
beautiful and put a lot of energy in to her dancing.
Then there was a break where I
stopped my phone recording the video and Matt got 3 more beers whilst
Ethan and I discussed the merits of each girl.
Round 2, I was told later, was
where the girls could rip their T-shirts and knickers off if they so
desired. The only restriction that they were given was that they
couldn’t let any member of the audience touch them. Well girls 1
through 3 did rip their T-shirts off as they danced but girl 3 took her
knickers off as well, but she disappointed everyone when she revealed
that she was wearing a G-string underneath.
Layla was again number 4 and she
came bouncing out, full of energy again, and within seconds of the
music starting she’d ripped the whole T-shirt off revealing her to be
totally naked.
Unsurprisingly, the cheers were
deafening, but Layla still had a few minutes before her time was up and
she spent it by seductively playing with her nipples, slapping her butt
when she turned her back to the audience and spread her legs. She
lightly ran a finger along her slit then dropped to her spread knees
facing the audience. She picked a part of the stage where Matt, Ethan
and I weren’t and I wondered if that was to let other guys have a good
look at her.
Then Layla surprised even me by
properly masturbating for everyone to watch. I so wanted to fuck her
right there and then but I stayed back, videoing her display.
I’ve never known Layla to fake an orgasm and she has told me that she
never would, so I believe that it was a genuine orgasm that she had
just as her song was ending.
The music stopped but the cheering
didn’t, and the MC didn’t intervene until Layla got to her feet
thanking her for her amazing display (his words).
As Layla walked off number 5
walked on. As I mentioned, she was a bottle blonde, quite beautiful
with average sized tits which she soon revealed. She put as much
enthusiasm into her performance as her first stint, literally ripping
her thong off revealing a dark landing strip and large lips. She must
have been watching Layla’s performance because she did just about
everything that Layla did, except have an orgasm.
Again, very loud cheering and applause.
All the girls were called back
onto the stage for the winner to be announced, and as Layla suspected,
a girl with bigger tits won, number 5. But I just knew that Layla would
be happy with her performance, winning wasn’t her goal, that was for
her naked body to be seen by as many people as possible performing a
sexual act, and she certainly achieved that.
I was so proud of her as I stopped
recording, and when she came back to me, her dress in her hand, I again
hugged her and told her that I loved her.
Layla was happy and tired so we
left the bar and started walking back, it was the early hours and the
only people about were people leaving the bars. Layla hadn’t bothered
putting her dress back on and was more comfortable carrying her
sandals.
We got about half way before she
asked me to carry her so I squat in front of her, put her over my
shoulder and with that arm between her legs I reached for her arm and
held her on my shoulders like that. Her other arm and leg dangling down
my back.
Somehow while getting comfortable
she managed to spread her legs a bit and with my spare arm and hand I
could just reach over her butt and to her pussy.
As we walked along I diddled her pussy, managing to bring her to another orgasm as we walked.
The guy on the hotel reception
didn’t bat an eye as I walking into the hotel with her still over my
shoulder, her pussy being on the man’s side so he must have got a good
look at it.
*****
The rest of our days there were
relatively quiet, if you call going to the beach and putting on sex
shows in the dunes or Layla getting naked on pub crawls quiet. There
was one notable exception, one evening after dinner, a funfair had come
to town and we went to see what’s what.
There were a couple of attractions
there that are worth mentioning, both of them involving elastic. The
first was a sort of catapult that sent a ball shaped cage high into the
air then it bounced up and down until it settled and was captured and
lowered to the ground.
We both went on this but just as
were were about to get in the cage I asked the guy running the show if
Layla could ride naked. His eyes lit up and he nodded. The cage had a
video camera installed and we bought the recording.
The other attraction that we went
on was a bungee jump from a platform lifted up by a crane. I’d seen
these in England and had fancied a go but not really had the
opportunity.
We both had a go, Layla wanting me
to go first which I did. As the harness was getting transferred to
Layla I again asked if Layla could ride naked and again the young man
agreed. No video to buy this time but I made one of my own.
Altogether we put on 9 sex shows
in the dunes and none of them showed any sign of Layla loosing any
enthusiasm for them. As soon as we got started on one of them a young
English couple stopped to watch us. They looked okay so I asked them of
they would video us using my phone and they agreed. I kept looking over
to them to make sure that they didn’t do a runner and after Layla
couldn’t cum any more without having a rest I got the phone back and
had another holiday video to show at Layla’s exhibitionist coming out
party.
We were both very sad when it all came to an end of our holiday and we had to get on the coach to go back to the airport.
*****
Epilogue
When we got home it was back to
our separate homes prompting us to make urgent plans to find a place of
our owns and 4 weeks later we moved into an apartment where Layla could
be her real self.
Layla signed up to be a Life Model
at the local college and has been posing for them twice a week since.
Her friend Jenny is one of the students that sketches her but had told
no one.
One thing that she hadn’t
bargained for, but soon got over, was that one of her younger brothers
was an Art student at that college. She only put 2 and 2 together when
she walked into the room, dropped her robe and looked around to see the
reaction on the faces of the students who were about to sketch her. She
later collared him and got him to swear to keep quiet about it and she
never thought another thing about him being there, even when some of
the poses had her legs wide open which aroused her causing her pussy to
be quite wet.
Another thing that Layla didn’t
realise when she signed the contract was that she had agreed for some
of the sketches to be pinned to the Art departments Notice Board as an
example of the students work, and for her name to be written at the
bottom of each sketch. Layla told me that when she first saw them she
was a bit shocked that her name was on them, but she soon got over the
shock and became proud to have her name on them and for them to be on
the Notice Board.
It took a couple of months to
organise it, inviting around 50 people and sourcing the equipment, but
the evening at the Black Bull was finally arranged. I had to ‘persuade’
some of the people to come because the description of ‘Holiday
Photographs Viewing’ doesn’t sound very inviting.
As the people arrived I kept
thanking them for coming and telling them that I hoped it wouldn’t be
too boring for them but we’d had a totally awesome time and we hoped
that some of that happiness would rub off on them.
Layla and I sat at one side of the
room when the show started, Layla being modestly dressed in a summer
dress that her mother had bought her a couple of years back.
The show started with a photo of
Layla naked on the balcony of our hotel room. I was really happy that
I’d setup my phone at the front of the room to record the expressions
on all our friends faces because some of them were priceless.
Then the quiet talk between some
of our guests started then the silence as everyone watched the show to
the end with a few gasps along the way.
Layla and I went and stood at the
front in the middle and I announced that we hoped that everyone had
enjoyed the show and asked if there any questions.
There were none, me suspecting
that some of the people there were too shocked, a few indifferent and
most of the males there wishing that they’d been on the holiday instead
of me.
Then Layla took hold of my hand and said,
“I guess that some of you are
wondering how I could do all those things, well it was exhilarating,
exciting and such a turn-on, and I got a great all-over tan. Well Jake
here has managed to get me to be my real self, to come out of the
closet so to speak, you see, I’m proud to announce that,
“I AM AN EXHIBITIONIST.”
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