The Perfect Match
by Vanessa Evans

Part 04
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Summer Semester

The Summer Semester started with Sara continuing to wear very little to classes and lectures. One day she told me that her cut-down, old clothes were too heavy, that the university hadn’t turned the heating off for the summer, so the next day that we were both free, I took her into town to buy some lightweight clothes.

This meant 2 things, firstly, more fun in the changing rooms, and secondly, her new clothes were lighter in weight, but they were also semi-sheer and with less fabric to them. The floaty skirts that I bought her only need a slight breeze to lift them up revealing her butt and slit. Sara tells me that she sometimes can’t feel anything below her waist and has to check that she isn’t bottomless.


Sara got a new teacher for one of her classes and she tells me that he is quite cute. She also tells me that she now sits on the front row in every one of his classes. She didn’t need to tell me why, I just knew, and I was happy for her.

The other highlights of that summer’s semester were the shows that Sara put on, firstly for the guys at my flat, then the guys, and girls, at her flat.

Sara and I had spent hours experimenting with each of her toys and she decided that she had 3 favourites.

One was the remote controlled vibrator that spent a lot of time in the bag that she carried around, and she always texts me when she inserts it so that I can torment her until we meet up.

The second toy is her Hitachi magic wand. She loves it when I repeatedly take her to the edge then switch it off. I enjoy that at well because it means that she is super horny when I next fuck her.

Thirdly is the realistic, but slightly oversized, dildo. Sara really likes wearing it when she has to sit for a long time and she has told me that she impaled herself on it at the start of one lecture when she was sat away from most of the other students, and didn’t lift off it until all the other students had left.

Sometimes when I have gone over to Sara’s flat I’ve discovered it stuck to the wall in her shower. I didn’t need to ask why it was there.


Of course, the main highlight of that semester was the shows. About a week after the semester started, Sara asked me if I still wanted her to put on a show for my flatmates.

“The important question Sara, is do you want to put on a show for my flatmates?”

“I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t want to?”

“Good, leave it with me.”

At the next opportunity, I spoke to me flatmates and I told them that it would happen the next Saturday night.

It’s fair to say that it was a slightly nervous, but very excited Sara that left my room to go to the communal area. As usual, she was totally naked but this time she was carrying her 3 favourite toys.

I walked alongside her whispering encouraging words to her.

When we turned the corner, both Sara and I were a little surprised. The furniture had been re-arranged so that there was a space on the floor in the middle of the room where a blanket was waiting for her. The biggest surprise was that, not only my flatmates were there, but 4 other guys were there as well.

“Come on guys,” I said, “the show was for my flatmates only. Sorry guys, but you need to leave.”

“Hold on Dylan,” Sara said, “it’s okay, I don’t mind, in fact the more the merrier.”

“Are you sure Sara?”

“Yes Dylan, I am, now let’s get the show on the road.”

Sara went to the middle of the room and Rohan asked her if she would like a drink before she started.

“I’m good thanks Rohan.” Sara replied as she lay on the floor and picked up her magic wand.

With her right hand she switched the wand on and held it to her pussy, at the same time her left hand went to her right tit where it started playing with the nipple.

“Can we ask questions Sara?” Joe asked.

“Go for it Joe.” Sara replied.

“What does it feel like having that thing on your pussy?”

“Amazing. Maybe you should put your phone on vibrate and hold it against you cock Joe. Multiply that feeling by 100 then you tell me what it’s like.”

Joe didn’t follow-up and the room was silent as Sara got more aroused (she’d been dripping before we left my room) as she spread her legs wide apart and moved the wand around her clit and opening.

Sara looked totally relaxed and in a world of her own as she brought herself to her first orgasm of the show.


“Another question,” Joe said as Sara started to recover.

“Go on Joe.” Sara replied,

“Can we take photographs and maybe a video?”

“Is there anyone here who hasn’t seen the videos from the parties?” Sara asked.

No one responded, so after a few seconds Sara replied,

“In that case I have no objections, go for it guys, and if you want to wank while you are watching me it’s okay with me.”

That last part wasn’t really okay with me as I had no desire to watch my flatmates, nor their friends, wanking, but I let it ride hoping that they’d all be too embarrassed to get their cocks out and start wanking.


When Sara was fully recovered, she put the wand down and picked up he favourite dildo.

“Any of you guys this big?” Sara asked.

There was total silence because I knew that any man with a cock that big would be a huge porn star.

“I like sticking this to the wall in the shower for when Dylan isn’t with me.” Sara said as she teased her opening with the end of the dildo.

“Shall I?” Sara asked.

I smiled to myself at the simultaneous replies drowned each other out.

Slowly, and to numerous moans, Sara slowly pushed the dildo up her vagina.

“How far will it go in Sara?” Oliver asked.

Sara didn’t answer, well not vocally, she eased the dildo another 4 or 5 centimetres into her vagina.

“Bloody hell, if she opens her mouth we might be able to see the bell end.” One of the mates said.

There was a little laughter but Sara ignored it and pushed it in another couple of centimetres before relaxing and slowly pulling it nearly out. Then she started fucking herself with it.

I looked around and saw a couple of gob-struck expressions as Sara’s moans got louder.

When she orgasmed, Sara’s body was shaking and jerking as much as I’d ever seen it do and I guessed that it was a good one.

Sara held the dildo inside her until the orgasm had faded to what was probably just a satisfied, pleasurable feeling (what would I know, I’m only a man), then she did something that I’d only seen her do once before. She took a deep breath then squeezed whatever muscles so hard that the dildo came shooting out of her, landing on the blanket between her knees.

That got a few surprised remarks from the guys.

Sara grinned, picked up her remote controlled vibrator and said,

“Is that enough for you guys, or do you want me to use this on me, well Dylan to use it on me?”

Guess what all the guys quickly replied.

“Okay guys, I need a volunteer to put this inside me.”

I was the only one who didn’t stick a hand up in the air.

“You,” Sara said, “you with the yellow Harley T-shirt, come here.”

The guy that I didn’t know, and didn’t think that Sara knew, stepped forward and received the vibrator from Sara.

“Slowly push the big end up my hole.”

The guy looked nervous, but did as he was told. However, I’d already got my phone out, and just as the guy started to push, I gave the vibrator a quick blast of maximum intensity.

Sara gasped and swore, and the guy jumped back letting the vibrator fall onto the blanket.

“Sorry,” I said, “couldn’t resist that.”

“Bastard.” Sara said as the guy turned and gave me a death wish glare. “ignore my crazy boyfriend, it won’t bite you, just do it.”

He did, Sara moaning then getting a satisfied expression on her face.

I went and knelt on the side of Sara where only Max was, and held up my phone so that most people could see the screen. I then demonstrated how to control the vibrator, getting a couple of moans from Sara.

Then I did something that I didn’t think that Sara was expecting, I passed my phone to the nearest guy, Rohan, and said,

“Have a go Rohan, after 30 seconds pass my phone to the next guy. Let’s see if Sara can survive all of you having a go at controlling her before she begs you to stop.”


Well, what a sight it was, and I was happy for Sara that at least 3 of the guys were videoing her as she writhed about squeezing her tits, pulling and twisting her nipples and doing the same to her clit.

I knew that she orgasmed at least four times but she didn’t beg them to stop, nor use our safe word. 

I was seriously thinking about calling a halt when Joe passed me my phone saying that everyone had had a go.

“Not me.” I said as I turned the vibrations up to the maximum and left them there until Sara orgasmed again.

Everyone watched as her body jerked and shook, her butt having risen up off the blanket. Only when she exhaled and her butt dropped to the blanket did I turn the vibrations off.

I looked down on her as she slowly recovered. She had a very satisfied expression on her face.

“How was that?” I asked.

“Totally awesome.” Sara replied, “gotta do that again sometime soon.”

“You will Sara.” I replied knowing that she’d already agreed to do it at her flat.

“Jeez, look at all the sweat.” Sara said as I pulled her to her feet. “I need a shower.”

Some of the guys came and thanked Sara, telling her that she was amazing and asking when the next performance was. I answered that for Sara saying that there might not be another performance, that once was enough, but I was already thinking about the performance at Sara’s flat.


Just before I helped Sara get back to my room I announced that Sara would like everyone who took and photos of videos to send a copy to my email address, and that that was on the notice board.


Sara and I slowly walked back to my room where Sara dropped on the bed and said that she needed a few minutes before I fucked her brains out.

Thirty minutes later, I woke her and her first words were,

“Fuck me Dylan.”

*****

Yes, there was a repeat performance, one week later at Sara’s flat. It went very much the same way from Sara’s point of view, the main exceptions were that Sara’s girl flatmates were also there, indeed, they brought a couple of their friends along as well. Sara’s guy flatmates also brought a few mates along as well.

From Sara’s point of view, the more the merrier.

I counted her having 4 orgasms. I also counted 6 guys recording videos.


After the show was over, I took Sara back to her room and we fucked our brains out before going to get us some food. Sara’s 2 girl flatmates, Mandy and Rosie, were there and Mandy said,

“Wow Sara, I know that you enjoy being naked around the flat but when Felix told me what you were going to do I just didn’t believe him.”

“Yeah,” Rosie added, “I didn’t believe him either. Where did you find the courage to do that, were you high on something? Jeez girl, I could never even be naked outside my room never mind put on a show like that.”

“Well, we’re all different Rosie, but if you even fantasise about doing something like that, my advice is to do it while you’re here at uni, before you settle anywhere so that it’s doubtful that you’ll see any of the audience ever again, and Jeez girl, what a high doing it gave me, poor Dylan, he can hardly stand up right now, I completely drained him back in my room.”

“Hey, what are you saying about me?” I asked.

“Nothing dear.” Sara replied.

*****

Early in the Semester.

Early in the semester, Sara told me that she needed a break or a change. She explained that our sex was awesome, her being naked at both our flats and her accidentally and deliberately flashing her tits and pussy whilst at the university was doing wonders to her needs, but she needed a break doing something different.

Sara went on to explain that she was having dreams about being in a Bukkake.

“You want lots of guys shooting their loads all over your naked body Sara?” 

“I don’t know, I guess that I’d like to try it but I don’t want you to hate me for doing it. You know that I love it when you paint my face with your cum, but practically speaking, I can’t see it ever happening so you’ve got nothing to worry about Dylan.”

“I would never hate you for doing anything that you want to do Sara, but you’re right, it’s not a practical idea, maybe when we get older and go to a sex club or something, but right now is not a good time to be thinking of such things, is it? We’ve both got too much on our plates at the moment.”

“You’re right Dylan, I’ll just have to go to sleep each night with your cock inside me and hope that I dream about you fucking me on a dessert island.”

“That’s a nice thought, are you ready for round 3?”

 
“But was it not practical?” I thought a while later.

My brain got working on pleasurable things instead of course work, and I came up with a plan.

The next time that I was at my flat and Sara wasn’t, I talked to my flatmates who, unsurprisingly, thought that it was a great idea.

I explained to my flatmates that I would need them to do some recruiting and that I couldn’t do it without raising Sara’s suspicions.

We agreed on a show date and time and my flatmates visited every flat in our building inviting the guys to come and help cover Sara in cum. They also invited all of their friends.

We guessed that some would change their minds but my flatmates reckoned that there would still be quite a few who would turn-up.

Of course, I hadn’t told Sara about this, and I’d told my flatmates that everything had to be by word of mouth and that Sara wasn’t to find out what was planned.

On the big day I made sure that Sara and I were at my flat, and, as was usual, she was totally naked.

Sara hadn’t a clue about what was going to happen when I led her to the kitchen to prepare some food.

When we turned the corner into the common area Sara stopped dead when she saw around 10 guys standing around.

“What’s going on guys?” the naked Sara asked.

 “It’s a little surprise Sara,” I said, “one to cross off your bucket list.”

“What is it?” Sara asked.

“Lay down on that blanket and you’ll find out.”

“Are all of you going to gang-bang me?”

“No, but I can arrange that for another time if you want.” I replied.

Sara lay flat on her back and looked up at me.

“Okay guys, let fun begin, get wanking.”

I watched the surprise on Sara’s face as 4 guys stepped forward, unzipped their jeans, got their cocks out and started wanking.

“Oh my gawd,” Sara said, “did you organised this Dylan?

“Guilty as charged Sara, just lay back and enjoy it.”

“Oh I will.”

I happened to be standing not far from Sara’s feet and I watched as her legs slowly spread wide and I could see her juices bubbling out of her vagina. She had her mouth wide open hoping to get a load direct into her mouth,

Shortly after the first load of cum landed on Sara’s tits, her right hand went to her pussy and I, and most of the others there, watched as she toyed with her clit.

The first guy to cum was replaced by another guy and from then on, as one guy emptied his balls, another took his place.

Cum was landing everywhere from Sara’s thighs, right up to her hair, but mostly on her face.

After about the eighth guy unloaded I saw the unmistakable signs that Sara was also cumming.

“She’s really enjoying this.” I thought.

One after another, more and more guys unloaded their balls onto Sara as the only movements from her were diddling her clit, licking the cum from around her mouth, and wiping her eyes so that she could see more cocks and more cum coming down onto her.

Finally, the last guy emptied his balls, Sara sat up and she started using her fingers too scoop up as much of the cum as she could and put it in her mouth.

“Thanks guys,” Sara said, “I’ve been wanting to do that ever since I found out what a Bukkake was.”

The guys that were left thanked Sara and I led her back to my room and into the shower.

After she’d been in the shower for a few minutes she opened the door and told me to come and fuck her. 

*****

Piercings

Another distraction from her course work was something that we’d talked about a few months ago and Sara wanted to do it when we had more time, and I decided that it would be a good idea to do it sooner rather than later, my theory being that I wanted her to be fully healed before I took her on holiday in the summer break.

One afternoon when we were both free, I told her to put just a dress and shoes on and that we were going into town for a short while. Of course Sara wanted to know why, but I wouldn’t tell her until we got there.

We stopped walking outside this little barbers shop and I turned Sara to look at the window.

“You’re going to get your haircut Dylan?” Sara asked.

“No, look AT the window, not through it.”

“Oh my gawd, are you’re going to get my nipples pierced?”

“Yep, I thought that it would give you something to think about other than your course work and my cock and you should be fully healed by the summer.”

“You do realise that you’ll have to be very gentle with my tits for a few weeks Dylan?”

“I do, but it will be worth it, and besides, we’ve both got a lot of studying to do.”

“Okay, let’s do it.”

Inside we saw just one customer getting his hair cut by a big, bearded man with tattoos all down his arms.

“With you in a couple of minutes.” the bearded man said in a friendly voice.

We sat and watched and quietly talked.

“What about your clit Sara, do you want that pierced while we’re here?”

“You mean my clit hood?”

“Yeah, there’s no way that I want your actual clit pierced and risk you not having so much fun with it.”  

“I don’t know, I like the idea, and I suppose that having a ring there would attract men’s eyes to it, but the pain, I don’t know.”

“Ask the guy who does your nipples just how painful a clit hood piercing is. Okay he won’t have had it done, but I’m sure that he’s asked all the hundreds of girls that he’s done it to.”


“Now, what can I do for you two, I do hope that you aren’t going to ask me to cut off all that lovely blonde hair.” The guy said after he’d collected the money from the haircut guy.

“Piercings,” I said, “the young lady would like her nipples pierced.”

“Is that right young lady?”

“Yes it is.” Sara replied.

“Okay, I can do that, would you like to come with me.”

Big beard led us to a back room that looked quite impressive, a lot cleaner than the hair cutting area, and there was one of those doctor’s type tables in the middle, complete with those stirrup things.

“Sorry, I’ll remove the stirrups, the last girl here waned her clit hood pierced as well.”

“About that,” Sara asked, “how much does a clit hood piercing hurt, and how long does it take to fully heal?”

“University student are you?”

“Yes.”

“Would you describe yourself as a slow healer or a fast healer?”

“Fast I guess,” Sara replied, “my cuts always seemed to heal quicker than my brother’s did.”

“In that case, it’s more than likely that you will be fully healed by the end of the semester. As for pain, you will fell very little during the procedure but if you knock it, or get too lively during sexual activity, you will experience some pain. Just cool it for a few weeks, okay?”

“That doesn’t sound too bad.” Sara replied, “I do have tons of course work to do.”

“Right, so what is it to be, one nipple, two nipples, and / or your clit hood?”

I looked at Sara who was obviously deciding, then she said that she’s like all 3 doing.

I smiled and winked at Sara who nervously smiled back.

“Okay then, big beard said, before we start I need you to choose what you want in the piercings to start off with. I would suggest nothing too big or fancy, you don’t want to accidentally knock any of them, barbells are probably best, then once you are healed the world’s your limit.”

Sara looked at me, I looked at her, then I said ‘barbells’.

Sara smiled.
 
“Now, the final choice is the metal, again there is a choice.”

I interrupted the guy and asked,

“What’s the best choice to help the healing?”

“Surgical grade titanium, but it’s quite expensive.”

“Then that’s our choice.”

“Are you sure Dylan?” Sara asked

“Only the best for you Sara.” I replied.

“There may be something stopping me doing your clitoris hood, some girls just don’t have enough of a hood to be pierced, I’ll have to check once you are on the table.”

Before big beard could say anything else, Sara unfastened her dress, let it drop to the floor and climbed up on the table and lifted her legs into the stirrups.

“Okay then,” big beard said, “maybe I should check you clitoris first and hopefully not give you any bad news.”

Big beard moved to the foot of the table where there was a stool that he sat on. He had a perfect view of her pussy, and the view that I had wasn’t bad either. I could see that she was very wet.

“Is it okay if I just pull your clitoris hood back to check how far it will go.”

“Yes,” Sara replied, “do whatever you need to do.”

Seconds later, after Sara had moaned a couple of times as big beard manipulated all around her clit, big beard said,

“Good news young lady, you have what I consider to be the perfect clitoris. With the right kind of jewellery you’ll get stimulated every time that you move. Now, just 2 more questions before I start, firstly, which way would you like the piercings, horizontally or vertically and the last question which would you like doing first?”

“Both horizontally please, I want to be able to attach a chain and pull the hood up so that my clit really sticks out.”

“You clitoris is bigger than average and it’s sticking out already.” big beard said.

“Yeah, but I want to stick out as far as it can go.”

With that, Sara put the index finger of each of her hands either side of her hood and pulled her skin towards her stomach making her clit look like the last joint of her little finger.

“Are you aware that there is a medical procedure that cuts away part of the hood, if I remember right it’s called a hoodectomy.”

“I wasn’t aware of that,” Sara replied, “I’ll look in to that. But for now can you do my clit first please?”

Big beard opened some alcohol wipes and wiped all on and around Sara clit, generating more moans from Sara. Then he opened a jar of some sort of cream and rubbed it all around her clit as she moaned some more.

Next he got some sort of hole punch and maneuvered it so that part of it was under her hood and I noticed that Sara didn’t moan.

Then I heard a faint squelching sound before the hole punch was removed and big beard inserted the barbell and screwed the end on.

“All done.” Big beard announced, “now you nipples.”

“Wow, I didn’t feel a thing.” Sara said.

“That’s the numbing cream, give 30 minutes or so and you’ll feel it. As I said, it will only really hurt if you knock it.”

Sara left her legs up in the stirrups as big beard got up and went and stood next to Sara’s chest.

First he took hold of each nipple in turn and pulled and twisted them. This got more moans from Sara and I wondered if she was going to have an orgasm. Then the alcohol wipes went into action followed by the numbing cream, all to the accompaniment of more moans.

Sara’s eyes went wide open and a saw a hint of fear as a different hole punch was placed on her left nipple. Before the squelching sound I watched as big beard pulled on her nipple, the with his other hand the deed was done.

The barbell quickly went in before big beard moved to her other nipple and I saw that Sara had relaxed.


As big beard moved all his equipment out of the way, Sara sat up. But big beard said,

“No, stay there for a few minutes, I need to explain what you need to do to avoid infections and aid the healing process.

The few minutes turned into around 10 because Sara kept asking him some questions. She’d laid back and both big beard and I were looking down on her naked body, with her legs still in the stirrups, clit pointing up and pussy juices leaking out.

Finally, big beard said that the only thing left to do was to pay him, adding,

“You may get dressed now young lady.”

I followed big beard out to the hairdressing area and had just settle-up when the clothed Sara appeared, walking a little gingerly.

We thanked the guy and left.

Outside, I asked Sara if she was okay.

“Yes, that numbing cream is starting to wear off but it’s not bad, my periods used to be worse than this before I got this arm implant.”

“You looked awesome laying there with those barbells in Sara. I bet that you can’t wait to show them.”

“You’re right, I think that me not wearing knickers will help my clit piercing to heal faster.”

“I hope so, I can’t wait to play with them. We need to go online to look for some jewellery for them. How do you fancy some little chains?”

“Yeah, some ‘D’ rings and some chains that I can hang things from or have a tight link from nipple to clit so that when I stand up straight the chains pull my hood forwards.” Sara replied.


The next few weeks were frustrating, and Sara got even more proficient at cock sucking, even holding me in her throat until she goes blue in the face and she loves it when I fuck her face.

Sara also had more time to concentrate on her studies which was a good thing.


Both Sara and I bathed the piercings, probably more than the leaflets said, and neither of us believed that the healing process would take as long as big beard, or the leaflets that big beard gave us, said.

It didn’t.

Another thing that changed was Sara’s dreams, instead of just a Bukkake, she now dreams of giving each guy a blowjob until he was ready to cum, then his cum painting her face.

“So how many guys do you want to blow then have their jism all over your face?” I asked.

“Well in my dream there’s about 50.”

“You want to give BJs to 50 guys one after another?”

“Would that upset you Dylan. Because if it does I can try to change my dream.”

“Is that even possible Sara?” I asked.

“I don’t know, but I’ll try.”

“No, don’t do that, I want your dreams to be pleasurable for you, and maybe that dream will come true one day.”

There was silence for a few seconds then I changed the subject of the conversation, but in the back of my mind I was still thinking about Sara giving 50 guys blowjobs whilst I watched.

*****

Over the next few weeks, both Sara and I really got stuck into our course work but we both missed the really hard fucking that we’d got used to, but we both appreciated the benefits that the piercings would give us once she was healed.

Sara also told me that she’d had a few compliments about the piercings after she’d accidentally flashed her tits or pussy at the university.

*****
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After our exams were over.

Finally our exams were over and after experimenting, we discovered that all her piercings had healed enough for any touching pain to be easily liveable,

“A lot less than the period pains that I used to have.” Sara said.


We went online and ordered some jewellery for the piercings, the one that I liked the most was a little ball that hangs from her clit hood barbell and when she’s walking the ball bangs on her clit keeping her aroused.


I’d been talking to my flatmates and told them about Sara’s latest dream and they agreed to round up as many guys as possible. We’d chosen the last evening before people started to leave to go back home for the summer, and again, I didn’t tell Sara about the plan and she only found out when we entered the common area of the flat.

As usual, Sara was totally naked, and she didn’t know why all those guys were there until I told her to get on her knees in the middle of the room.

Three guys approached her, dropping their jeans as they moved in. one in front of her and one either side of her.

Sara didn’t need to be told what was going on, and with a big grin on her face, her hands went to the cocks on either side of her and her mouth opened wide. 


I counted 32 different cocks that entered her mouth, with 4 more shooting their loads because of the effective hand jobs she was giving.

There was a couple of times when I almost had to intervene because Sara’s face (the parts that weren’t covered in cum) started to go blue as she desperately needed some air. But the guys in question backed off and things went back to normal.


When that last guy had unloaded on her face and left, Sara sat back on her legs and was grinning as I got out my phone and took a few photographs. I was sure that not many people would recognise her because of all the cum on her face and in her hair.

“Wow, that was awesome guys, thank you so much.” Sara said as she wiped her eyes so that she could see properly.

“Yeah, thanks guys.” I added as I put my hand out to help Sara to her feet.

“Shower time for you my girl.” I said as I started to lead her to my room.

“Yes, then I really need you to gently fuck my brains out Dylan.”


The shower took a while and the fucking afterwards was almost back to as good as it was before the piercings.

Then we started packing my things ready for use to leave the university for a couple of months or so.

*****

Summer Break.

When the end of that academic year was getting close, Sara and I decide what we were going to do over the summer break, and what we were going to do about accommodation for our second year at university.

That last part was easy as we decided that we would move into one of the houses that were rented by the university. We got our application in as early as possible and looked forward to being able to live together, albeit in rented accommodation and sharing with other students.

Sara hoped that the other students would be guys so that she could spend a lot of time teasing them.


As for the summer break, with the approval of both sets of parents, we would spend a week or so with each set of parents, and then go on a long holiday.

We planned to go to Sara’s parents first, and it was with mixed feelings when Sara’s mother phoned and told her that they had decide to go on a cruise and that the only one they could get on left 2 days after Sara and I arrived there.

Sara’s phone was on speaker for that conversation and I could see the smile on her face as she voiced her regrets and promised to look after her brother Tommy. 


What we’d also planned for the summer break was for Sara to have laser treatment to remove all her hair below her neck, and a few days before we left the university, Sara had stopped shaving. Neither of us liked the stubble that started to appear but we both accepted that it would be worth it in the long run.

*****

The surprisingly good week at Sara’s parents house.
 
That week at Sara’s parents house had gone from a frustrating chore to a potentially good week.

It turned out to be just 2 night on the airbed in Tommy’s room which both Sara and I said was liveable. Frustrating, but liveable knowing that Sara and I could fuck as much as we wanted after her parents left to go on their cruise.

It was early morning when Sara’s parents left to go on their cruise and as soon as their car disappeared, Sara almost ran up the stairs to her room saying that she’d get Tommy and I some breakfast in a minute.

Tommy was sat at the kitchen table when Sara returned, me having gone to move my belongings from Tommy’s room to Sara’s room. This is what Sara told me happened.


On first seeing Sara naked, Tommy was a little shocked. He hadn’t seen Sara without any clothes on since they were little kids and shared a bath together.

“What are you doing Sara, why haven’t you got any clothes on, does Dylan know that you’re down here naked?” Tommy asked.

“Because I want to be naked as much as I can, I knew that our mother wouldn’t approve but I didn’t think that you’d object Tommy.”

“No. I’m not objecting Sara, just surprised. Your body looks really hot, all those clothes that mother bought you didn’t do you justice.”

“So you like what you see Tommy? Is seeing me like this making you hard? It’s okay to get hard Tommy, being my brother is irrelevant, you’re a guy and I’m a girl so it’s natural.”

“Wow Sara, going to university really has changed you. Hey, Dylan isn’t forcing you to be naked is he?”

“Hell no, Dylan is the kindest, most lovable guy that I’ve ever met, he’d never hurt me.”


“You talking about me again?” I asked as I walked into the room.

“So you’re happy that my sister is walking around naked Dylan?” Tommy asked.

“How could I not be happy Tommy, look at her. She’s so hot that my fingers burn whenever I touch her, and if she wants to show her body to the world that’s fine with me. She’s proud of her body and so am I. If it makes the world a happier place seeing her like that then it works for me.”

“But those piercings,” Tommy said, “who’s idea was that?”

“Mine.” Sara replied, “look good don’t they? You can look closer at them and touch them if you want Tommy.”

Tommy didn’t move, but Sara did, she went closer to the now sitting Tommy, stopping only a few centimetres from his face.

“Did it hurt?” Tommy asked.

“Not at the time, but they got painful later, especially this one.” Sara replied as she thrust her hips forward, spread her legs and using her fingers to spread her labia wide.

I could see her clit sticking out and the wetness all around that area, she was enjoying showing herself to her brother.

Tommy is barely a year younger than Sara, and at that age I was sure that he really enjoyed seeing a girl naked, even if she was his sister.

“I’ve got some jewellery to hang from them that Dylan bought me, I’ll show them to you later Tommy.”

“With you wearing them Sara?” Tommy asked.

“Of course. You can’t get the full picture if they’re just spread on a table, and talking of pictures, you can take some photographs of me wearing them if you want.”

Sara let her brother stare at her pussy and tits for at least a minute before she turned and came to me. As I put my arm around her, Tommy said,

“Sara, I’ve got a couple of mates coming round tomorrow. I’ll let you know just before they arrive so that you can put some clothes on.”

“That ain’t going to happen.” I smiled and thought as I started to help Sara get the breakfast with Tommy still staring at her which he did all through breakfast.

The 3 of us talked, mainly small talk, but Tommy kept going back to Sara’s nudity, asking where she was naked, how many people had seen her naked, and if they’d taken any photographs of her.

Sara didn’t tell him about the happenings at the parties, possibly because he didn’t ask about parties.


Breakfast over, Tommy asked Sara and I what our plans were for after his parents got back from their cruise, but I answered him.

“Well, when we leave here when your parents get back, we’re going to my parents for a week or so, then we’re going on a holiday to somewhere hot.”

“You’re both students, how can you afford a proper holiday?” Tommy asked.

I told Tommy about my Aunt Beth and about the legacy, but not the amount, that was Sara’s and my business.

“Sara and I haven’t got a rich aunt so I guess that I’ll have to get a summer job when I go to university.” Tommy replied.

“We might get a summer job next summer,” Sara said, “but for now Dylan has the money for us to go and have some fun and get a good tan. Talking of which, if the weather is good here over the next week I might do some sunbathing here.”

“You don’t want to go visiting your old school friends Sara?” 

“Not really, there’s only a couple that I wouldn’t mind seeing, but they’ve either go a job near their universities or are away on holiday.”

I interrupted the brother / sister conversation and reminded Sara that we had some online shopping to do, and find ourselves a holiday.

“I’ll go and get my laptop.” Sara said as she got up, turned and left the kitchen.

When she was gone, Tommy asked,

“Are you really good with my sister being naked so much Dylan?”

“Sure, as I said before, it’s good that a girl has confidence in her body and isn’t ashamed to show it. There’s no need for a girl to have any modesty, and it will build her confidence.”

“I guess.” Tommy replied just as Sara returned and said,

“Right, shall we go to the lounge, it will be more comfortable there.”

“Yeah, I should go as well, I told Mike that I’d be at his by 10 and it’s gone that now.” Tommy said.


Sara and I spent the next few hours searching for and ordering clothes for both of us, but mainly Sara, and a holiday.

Sara wanted next to nothing clothes that covered the important bits, but hid nothing. I was amazed by the number of online stores that sold such clothes.

We both chose what to get, Sara because she wanted to display herself, and me because I wanted hundreds, if not thousands, of holidaymakers to see every bit of her body.

Neither Sara, nor I, had been clubbing before and we intended to put that right on holiday so we looked at clubbing wear sites and we were both pleased with the skimpy clothes that they sold and we ordered some.


Sara had an idea that surprised me, she wanted to buy some underwear.

“But,” I started to say, but Sara quickly brought up a website and quelled my disappointment. The underwear that she had in mind had no fabric, just the strings.

“I think that those will nicely frame my slit and tits, draw people’s attention to them.”

I didn’t answer her, instead I lifted the laptop off her lap, pushed her back then we made love for the next 30 or so minutes.

 “So you like that underwear the Dylan?” Sara asked once our passion was waning.

“Hell yeah, I didn’t know that they made such things, you can wear them when you’re expected to wear a bikini.”

“I was thinking that as well, shall we order a few sets then?”

We did. We also ordered a different G-string with no fabric, but it did have metal ring that the strings held it in place over a clit. I could just see Sara walking down the street with her clit sticking through that ring.

“You could pull that up tight and your clit sticking through the ring will look like a little cock.” I said.

“Hey, I don’t want to look like some trans girl who still has his / her / it’s cock.”

“Trust me Sara, you will NEVER EVER look like one of those.”


Next, we moved on to body jewelry, ordering some chains as well as other things. One item, that we ordered, was some barbells with shortish chain, but hanging from the lowest part of the chains was 2 little engraved disks. One said ‘FUCK’ and the other said. ‘ME’.

I liked those saying,

“You do realize that there’s a good chance that if some guy sees them he’ll want to take you up on it? Would you let him Sara?”

“Depends upon how good looking he is, and if you were watching Dylan.”

I reached over, kissed her and squeezed one of her nipples.

“Not so hard Dylan, they’re still a bit tender.”

We also ordered little chains for her waist and ankle after we both liked the look on them in the photograph of a girl wearing them.


One of the jewelry site had a link to a discipline equipment site which we browsed through. As we did that I could see Sara squirming a little so I put a tawse, a flogger, a ball gag, wrist and ankle cuffs and a collar into the shopping basket. Another couple of things that I put in the basket was butt plugs, one of them has a flashing light on the end of it, I thought that it would be fun for Sara to wear it at a party where the light wasn’t very good.

Sara looked excited when I came to click on ‘buy now’, and I decided that I was going to use my belt of her bare butt sometime in the next few days.


Next, we searched for a Beauty Salon that advertise Hair Removal. Sara said that she had thought about it before going to university, but didn’t have the money for it, and I was now in a position to make it happen, knowing that it would make both of us happy.

We found a salon that Sara had heard of, and phoned to book an appointment for our last day there so that she would have time to grow a little stubble before the procedure. 


Finally, was the toy shops. I let Sara browse though the different pages and every time that she said that she liked something, I clicked on the ‘add to basket’ button.  

“Are you sure Dylan,” Sara asked, “you’ve already spent a fortune on me” as I went to click on the ‘buy now’ button.

“Sara, of course I’m sure, I love you and I would give you my last penny; but I’m sure that you can find a way of repaying me that doesn’t involve money.”

Sara put her hand on my jeans covered cock and replied,

“Any time, any place lover.”


We ordered everything ‘express delivery’, with me happy to pay the extra, we didn’t want anything arriving after we had left to go to my parents house and Sara’s mother opening the package.

We both had a little laugh at the thought of her mother opening a package and finding a big dildo,   
 

When it came to booking a holiday we both knew exactly what we wanted, hot, sun, sand, sea, lively night life and adults only. If we could find a resort near a clothes optional beach so much the better, but we had already decided that Sara was going to be totally naked on the beaches even if she wasn’t supposed to be.

I’d decided that we’d fly anywhere in the world to get what we wanted, but it turned out that there were a few places around the Mediterranean that looked perfect, so we booked one, for 4 weeks.

Then we sorted out the travel insurance and transport arrangements.


Once everything was sorted we again made love on the carpet in front of the television, me asking Sara what her mother would say if she knew what we were doing. That delayed Sara’s passion for a few minutes as she had a good laugh, but we were soon back at it with Sara riding me reverse cowboy.


“Fucking hell Sara!” we both heard just as we were about to cum, me for the first time, Sara the seconds time.

We both looked to the door and saw Tommy and who I found out to be Mike, one of Tommy’s friends.

Again, Sara’s passion was dented, but she didn’t stop riding me as she said,

“Oh hi Tommy, and Mike isn’t it, you’ve grown in the last year Mike, Don’t let us stop you doing whatever you came here to do.”

After Sara had bounced up and down another 6 or 7 times, with both boys staring at her, Tommy finally replied,

“We err, were going to connect my Xbox to the big screen TV.”

“Well don’t let us stop you, by the time you bring it down and connect it we should be done and we’ll get out of your way.”

Well that was me done, and I pumped my load deep into Sara’s body as I held her hips down. That triggered Sara’s orgasm and as I recovered I watched the 2 x 18 year-old boys recover from the sight and head for the stairs, glancing back as they went.

Sara had leant back, her tits now pointing to the ceiling, and I kissed her neck until she fully recovered which coincided we me going soft and the 2 boys arriving back with Tommy’s Xbox. Both Tommy and Mike paid more attention to Sara getting off me than to setting up the Xbox.


Sara and I went upstairs to get cleaned up and to decide what we were going to do that afternoon. The mutual decision was that we’d produce a list of everything that we’d need to buy locally for our holiday, and where we were going to get them from; and that’s what we did.

Then with there still being a couple of hours of sun left, Sara decided that she wanted to start on her tan, saying that she didn’t want to be all white when we hit the beach or the pool on holiday.

“But your skin is already light brown Sara.”

“Well yeah, but it’s been out of the sun for way too many years, it needs to get used to the sun again.”

I had no idea whether or not that was true but I wasn’t going to argue as Sara led me back down the stairs and out the back of the house.

I looked around and saw that the garden was overlooked by windows on the houses on either side, and when I mentioned it to Sara she replied,

“I don’t care, I’m and adult now so I can do what I want.”

“What if one of you neighbours sees you and tells your parents?”

“I’ll tell my parents the same as what I just told you, and if they don’t like it that’d just tough. I’m free of my mother’s domineering influence and I intend to stay that way. If it means that they never want to see me again it will be sad, but I have to put my needs first Dylan.”
 
“At uni breaks we could always go to my parents house, I don’t think that either of them, nor Toby would object to seeing you dressed in just your birthday suit. Hell, my father might even throw a summer barbecue to show-off his son’s naked girlfriend to their friends and neighbours.”

“That would be nice, let all your relatives see me like this. Hell, it there’s enough guys staring at me I might even treat them to an orgasm or two.”

“You are totally awesome Sara Thomson and I love every bit of you.”

“And I love you too Dylan.”


We sat on the garden chairs, facing the sun, with Sara’s butt perched on the front edge and her laying back so that she could spread her legs, her telling me that her inner thighs always used to be shielded from the sun and she didn’t want that this year.

“So you’ve sunbathed out here before then Sara?” I asked.

“Yes, but mum made me wear a horrible one-piece costume.”

“Did any of the neighbours see you?”

“Yes, but a young teenage girl wearing a one-piece costume probably didn’t excite the neighbours.”

“Maybe we could paint a one-piece costume on you and go to the park or somewhere where people could see you.”

“If we’re going to paint a costume on me then I want it to be a skimpy bikini, one that a close inspection will reveal that it’s only paint. Do you think that they make body paint that lets ultraviolet rays through?”

“I like the way that you’re thinking Sara, we’ll do some research later, I can just see you walking around the holiday resort wearing just a thin layer of paint.”


I’d placed my chair the opposite way round to Sara’s so that I could look at Sara’s front while she sunbathed, and I suddenly saw that her pussy was clenching then relaxing over and over.

“Are you trying to make yourself cum Sara?” I asked.

“That’s not the main aim, but it might be a pleasant side effect, no, I’m doing my Kegel exercises to keep my pussy muscles tight for both of us. If I start getting aroused you’ll see me leaking.”

I stared at her slightly spread pussy and watched it start to get shiny.


After a while I started glancing at the upstairs windows of the neighbours houses and I caught a quick flash of a young man’s face. When I told Sara she said,

“Oh that will be Brendan, he’s 3 years younger than me. I can’t imagining him complaining or telling my parents. He won’t want to risk me stopping showing myself to him. Relax Dylan, I don’t care who sees me like this.”

We spent a couple of hours out there before the sun went down, some of the time with me diddling Sara’s clit as she just lay back in the chair and enjoyed it. 


That evening we all watched a movie although I kept seeing Tommy look over to Sara who was on the sofa next to me, but laying with her head on my lap. A couple of times I quietly said the code word to tell her that someone was staring at her and I saw her slowly open her legs so that Tommy had a better view of his sister’s pussy.


Sara got a bit vocal when we went to bed and I’m sure that Tommy had a wank or 2 remembering what his sister looked like naked,

I went to sleep spooning Sara with my cock inside her, and I woke up the next morning with my morning woody inside her so I gently fucked her to wake her up.

 
Over breakfast, with Sara still totally naked, Sara warned Tommy that we’d online ordered quite a few things that should be arriving either that day or the next and we agreed that one of us would be home all day to make sure that nothing was taken back.


Sara and I spent most of that day researching our holiday hotel, resort and surrounding area; and body paint. I really liked the idea of her wearing just a thin layer of paint where a bikini would be, and we ordered all the necessary to be able to do the job, again, express delivery.


That afternoon packages started to arrive and Sara wasn’t going to miss the opportunity to show her body to the delivery drivers, all of whom ended up grinning and being very complimentary about her state of dress.

Tommy was around for some of deliveries, and he seemed a little shocked that first time that Sara opened the front door to the deliver driver without putting any clothes on.

Unsurprisingly to me, Sara wanted to try-on all her new clothes and when she started Tommy was still around.

“Where are you planning on wearing that outfit Sara?” Tommy asked when she put on the dress that was made of quite a few 20 centimeter vertical strips of fabric, all with thousands of horizontal cuts in them. Her nipples couldn’t be restrained by the fabric and stuck out between the horizontal cuts, and her slit and butt were easily visible as well.

“On holiday to start off with, this outfit is like a Nun’s habit compared to what most girls wear when they go clubbing out there, especially in resorts like where we are going Tommy.”

“I need to get out more, but I’ll have to get job to be able to do that.” Tommy replied. Then he added,

“Is it alright if I take some photographs of you in these outfits Sara, I doubt that I’ll get a chance to see you in them again and I want to remember you wearing them?”

“Sure Tommy, you can share them with your mates as well if you want, or better still, invite them round and let them take their own photos.”

“Really, you don’t mind? What about you Dylan would you mind?”

“Nope, the more the merrier, but make sure that Sara has the space to move and get changed.”

“Oh, one more thing,” Sara said, “don’t let mum or dad see the photos.”

“I definitely won’t, I’ll put them in a password protected folded.”


Sara tried on the other outfits that had arrived, and all 3 of us liked them.
   

The chains with the 2 little engraved disks arrived as well, and when Sara attached them to her nipple barbells Tommy said,

“You’d better be around when she’s wearing those Dylan, with ‘FUCK’ and ‘ME’ hanging there someone might try to jump you.”
I smiled and Sara giggles a bit.

*****


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