A Revealing Summer Ch. 06

The three guys who were playing Michelle stopped. "Aww, I dunno, I bet we could convince her to do a bit more than a show." Tim said with a grin, reaching down between her shaved lips and stroking her wet clit.

Michelle moaned, but pulled away. "Maybe next time, big guy." She winked, and reached over to give his huge dick a playful tug. Then she walked over to me, and said, "So, what kind of show do you have in mind?" Before I could respond, she gently grabbed by naked breasts, and started kneading them. I smiled, and returned the favor; I started pinching her hard nipples, gently at first, but then getting a little rougher. I really liked the feel of her breasts in my hands, and how it felt when my hands rubbed over the bumps of her areolas. She moaned again as my finger flicked over her nipple. Then, she leaned in and kissed me full on the lips. Her lips were so soft, and it felt amazing. I parted my own lips a little, and darted my tongue between hers. She responded, and we French kissed for a few minutes, playing with each others naked breasts, while our horny audience stroked their hard cocks.

I was getting really into it; my eyes were closed, and is started moaning. I let my hand drift down from her chest, along her flat stomach, and between her legs, where I felt her smooth, shaved lips. I could feel the moisture on her open slit, and that made me even hornier. But I suddenly became a little self conscious; I was standing in a trailer, nearly fingering my naked best friend, while a bunch of strange naked men watched! I broke the kiss, and pulled away from her. She actually looked a little disappointed! I think she wanted me to touch her more.

"Okay," I said, turning to the guys again. "I think that enough of that for now. How about I continue the show a little differently?" With that, I sat down on the futon mattress, laid back, and spread my legs as wide as I could. The landscapers had a completely unobstructed view of my pink pussy: my outer lips were wide open, my clit was a bit engorged, and it was all glistening with my wetness. I slid my hands down between my legs, and started to rub and pinch my clit. As I did so, I looked around at the men who were all stroking their hard dicks. Some were going fast, others slow; Miguel was frantically pumping away (thankfully without my panties in his hand this time), while Tim was barely touching himself, mostly just watching and enjoying the show. Michelle was watching me too. She was staring intently at me, with lust in her eyes, as she gently pinched her nipple with her right hand.

The audience was turning me on. I was getting hornier and hornier, and was approaching a magnificent orgasm, when suddenly Felipe spoke up. "Hey, don't you want your little friend?" I looked at him, and he was holding the shovel I had fucked myself with last Friday.

I smiled seductively, and said, "Sure!" I had expected him to hand it to me, but instead he stepped forward, crouched down between my spread legs, and pressed the handle of the shovel against my wet opening. I cried out in pleasure as he slowly slid the smooth handle into me; I could feel it stretching me out a little as it went. When he had it in as far as it would go, he started sliding it back and forth. As he drove me crazy, I looked up at Michelle. She now had her hand between her legs, and was rapidly stroking her clit. Since she was standing right next to me, I had an incredible view of her finger sliding up and down her smooth, wet, pink slit. It was all so overstimulating: laying on the floor while a strange man fucked me with a shovel, having everyone watch me as I played with my nipples and clit, and watching my best friend touch herself so intimately. I thought I was going to orgasm, but instead I hit a new high plateau of pleasure that felt like one long extended orgasm.

It was all driving me crazy, and half of me wanted to yell at Felipe to drop that shovel and fuck me already! I might have done it, too, but before I said anything, Tim stepped up to Michelle. He grabbed her firm ass in his big hand, and said to her, "Hey, I think your friend could use a little more help." She looked at him, and he winked. With a sexy smile, she turned back towards me, and knelt down. She leaned over, and kissed me on the lips again. As we made out, she started playing with my nipple.

I was in complete bliss, and I don't think I'd ever been hornier. I moaned as she pinched my pink nipple between her fingers, and then I felt her hands lightly tracing down my big breasts, along my ribs, and down my stomach. She briefly caressed my red landing strip, before slowly sliding her finger into my wet slit. She found my clit, and began stroking it lightly. Finally it was too much; having my best friend touch me down below drove me over the edge, and I was thrust into the biggest orgasm I've ever had. I screamed out in the trailer (anyone passing would have thought someone was being killed!), and my body thrashed as my pussy clamped down on the handle of the shovel.

Michelle and Felipe moved back and gave me some breathing room as I came down from my orgasmic high. I slid the shovel out of my soaking wet pussy, and looked around the room. Felipe, Tim, and Carlos were still stroking their rock hard cocks. It looked like Dean and Eric had cum, and their dicks were now only at half mast. I think Miguel had orgasmed too, but he was still frantically tugging on his cock, already prepped for another round.

I looked over at Michelle; she had leaned back and spread her own legs wide, and was rapidly rubbing the fingers of her right hand over her clit, while tugging on her nipples with her left hand. Her eyes were closed, and she was moaning in pleasure. I think she couldn't take the horniness anymore, and just needed release. I watched her for a minute, feeling myself get horny again.

"Hey," Eric said. "She gave you a hand! Now return the favor." I looked down at my friend, and decided that I couldn't resist. I crawled forward, and kneeled between her spread legs. Slowly I let my fingers touch the smooth skin around her shaved pussy lips, sliding back and forth, getting closer to her sensitive pink pussy. As I reached the edge of her lips, I could feel her wetness. I still couldn't get over how odd it was touching another girl's body; it felt so much like my own, but at the same time so alien. I slid my fingers onto her soft pink skin, and run them up and down the length of her slit. She moaned, as I circled closer and closer to her clit. Finally, I began to lightly touch the sensitive nub, then began to rub it more firmly.

She moaned loudly, and started bucking her hips in pleasure. As she did so, my fingers slipped back to the opening of her pussy. I paused for a second, contemplating fingering my best friend. Then, I looked at her face; her eyes were open, and she was giving such a look of longing that I decided to go for it. I looked at the six naked men in my audience, who seemed to be silently willing me on with their stares. I smiled, and slowly pressed my fingers into Michelle's open pussy. They slid in easily, but I was still shocked at how tight she was! And how warm it was inside of her! I wiggled my fingers in a way that I always like done to me, and she cried out. I began pumping my fingers in and out of her, while rubbing her clit with my other hand. She was thrusting back against me, and moaning over and over.

I decided that Michelle needed to feel the shovel inside of her, and I looked back for it. Eric saw me reaching for it, and said, "Aww, she doesn't need that! She needs your tongue!" That was too much for me; I was already pushing a lot of my limits here. I glared at him, and was about to make a sarcastic retort, but the rest of the guys all started saying "Yeah!" and "Come on!" and "Do it!" I looked back at Michelle, and she was staring at me. She mouthed the word "Please" to me, and my resistance broke.

I drew the fingers that were playing with her clit up towards my mouth, and licked them slowly, in a showy fashion. The taste was interesting, and not unpleasant. The guys cheered, and Michelle whimpered from her lust. Then I leaned forward, my long red hair cascading down around my face and onto her bare pelvis and hips. Extending my tongue outward, I leaned forward until the tip was lightly touching her pussy lip. I licked up and down gently for a moment, before pushing in further and licking her clit. My best friend moaned as I ran my tongue along her slowly along her slit, pausing to flick it rapidly over her clit. It was weird to be licking my friend's pussy, but at the same time it was so much fun making her cry out like that.

A bright flash of light filled the trailer for a second. Being distracted by the feeling of my tongue sliding along my friends smooth lips, I nearly ignored it, but then I realized it was Eric and his camera again! But before I could turn to yell at him, Michelle began to orgasm. I could feel her pussy quivering around my fingers as her moans got louder. She pinched her nipples tightly, and I flicked my tongue rapidly over her clit. Her legs clamped closed around my head and her body trembled as she finally came. Then she went limp, laying dazed on the futon mattress.

I felt a splatter of cum hit the back of my legs, as one of the landscapers finished as well. I stood up, and turned back towards them. It looked like they had all cum, and some of them twice, expect maybe Tim, whose huge black cock was still rock hard. "So," Felipe asked with a grin, "how'd she taste?" Without saying anything, I leaned over and kissed him deeply, running my tongue between his lips and into his mouth, letting him taste Michelle on me.

I pulled back, smiling at him, and said "Well, that was fun." Then I looked at Eric and said, "Let me see the camera."

He frowned, and said, "Aww, come on, we needed a picture! Like last time!" But he handed it over to me. He had only taken a single photo, and it was a doozy. Michelle was on her back, both breasts totally exposed to the camera. Her pussy was hidden by my head as I went down on her, my red hair splayed out and blocking the view. My face was similarly hidden by my hair, but Michelle's face was completely visible, with a look of ecstasy on it. Anyone seeing this picture could identify her with no problem. I should have made Eric delete it, but it was such a gorgeous picture, and I was still so horny, that I decided to let him keep it. It was risky, but I couldn't stop myself. I passed the camera back to him with a smile.

Michelle was finally sitting up, having recovered a bit from her orgasm. "Hey hot stuff," I said, putting out my hand to help her up. "Have a good time?"

She giggled a little sheepishly, and replied, "Yeah, yeah I'd say so."

"Alright guys," I said to our audience, "I think it's time for us to go." Felipe handed me my bra and shorts, and I quickly put them on.

"Hey, where're my clothes?" Michelle asked.

"I've got them here," Tim responded, holding them up. But when she reached for them, he said, "Nope. Sorry. They have to go on the wall." And he pointed to my old bra and panties that they hung up. "First time a girl strips like that, we gotta hang up her underwear as a memento!"

Michelle's eyes went wide. "But, but those are the only clothes I have! I didn't wear any underwear!"

Tim chuckled. "Yep, that's why we've gotta keep these."

"How am I supposed to get home?" my naked friend asked, sounding a little scared. Unconsciously, she put her arm across her chest, covering her nipples. She looked at me, and said, "Mandy, help me out here!"

Mimicking the mischievous grin she always gave me before causing trouble, I looked at her and said, "Well I dunno, but rules are rules. I guess you're just gonna have to figure it out!"