Shelley's Not a She Ch. 04

Finally she saw a couple that they'd met on the cruise and had some free space across from them, and headed their way with Matt in tow. Taking one of the fold up chairs, she wriggled to try to get comfortable and shook her head, "maybe we should consider building something like picnic tables?"

Allie looked up from her potato salad and smiled, "well hey to you too. But yeah, I said pretty much the same thing when we got here. It's nice that they have something for us to sit at but these won't work for long. Nice that you two got to make it here for the ummm, grand reveal?"

"Yeah, I guess you could call it that," Shelley shrugged her shoulders. "I don't think they cared to come up with a name for it. Maybe they're saving that for when the more permanent structures go in. Saw something about the idea of maybe putting in a pool, if not this year then the next. That would certainly make this a nice place to come in the summer. Particularly if they kept up the idea of allowing nudity on the property." She turned her attention to the potato salad, thinking someone went a little too light on the mayo for her tastes.

"Ooo definitely. Really enjoyed getting to swim naked in the islands, it was just different. Word is there will be a bonfire tomorrow night to burn off most of the shrubs that get cleaned up or cleared away. I signed up to work with the brush clearing group, Katie's going to be working with the cooking and cleaning staff," Allie smiled at her partner and got a shy smile in return.

"Well I'll be seeing you on the brush clearing and I think Matt signed up to work on the platform, right hun? Or at least you brought enough tools to build it," she teased with a grin.

Matt blushed at her last comment, "yeah, that's the plan at least. And well you know, never know when you're going to need extra tools. Batteries can die quickly and well there's no power out here, at least none that I know of besides a generator or two." He wiped his mouth clean with a napkin and rose up from the table, "I'm gonna get our stuff out of the car and get the tent setup. Enjoy getting to catch up," he offered a smile and hurried away before she could object or offer to join him.

When Shelley turned back around from the kiss she noticed that both Katie and Allie were watching his rear as he walked away and grinned a little to herself, "you should see it outside of those jeans."

"Oh I remember," Allie grinned. "After all, we were on the cruise too," she stuck out her tongue and grinned, "there's still talk about the performance you two put on in the chair."

Shelley's face turned a beet red but her lips turned to a grin as she recalled the display and the feeling that act had brought on. Indeed she was aware about all of the talk, it had quickly become one of the more popular threads on the forum, both in people commenting about how much they enjoyed watching and jealous folks discussing how they wished they'd done it too. For the most part she'd avoided the thread, it embarrassed her at how much some gushed over it and sometimes there were comments that weren't so kind. Still, she had no regrets and remembered the act rather fondly. "Oh, I know. Kind of hard to miss that thread since it somehow always finds it's way back to page one. You'd think there would be other things for people to spend their time discussing, like ummmm, picnic tables. Yeah! Picnic tables would be a better use of their time," she nodded enthusiastically.

Allie and Katie just looked at each other, grinned a little and shook their heads lightly. Katie was the first to pipe up, "uh huh, picnic tables being more exciting than watching a hottie bounce on her lovers cock? You sure you didn't spike that drink of yours before sitting down?"

"Quite positive and well, yeah, they can be more exciting. Like ummm, when everyone realizes they don't want to spend long times sitting in these chairs," for emphasis she wriggled a bit, trying to adjust to the hard plastic seat.

The girls just grinned at each other again. "Mhmmm," they both said in unison. "Anyways," Katie began, "it should be a fun time. At least it doesn't look like they have all work planned out and there's going to be a bonfire tomorrow night to get rid of all of the brush. I heard that someone brought a few Slip N' Slides for when it starts to get hot tomorrow afternoon. And of course, there's more than a few coolers full of beer. Summer Shandy's in this year."

Allie chimed in, "and I'm just looking forwards to the excuse to get to lounge around after we knock off work. It'll be nice to be in a public setting again and not have to cover up. Anyways, the thought of a Shandy has me craving one. I'm going to go see if the coolers have been cracked open yet. Katie, I know you'd want one. How about you Shelley?"

"Sure, I'll give one a try," she nodded and watched as Allie walked out of ear distance. Once her friend had strolled away, she turned her attention back to Katie. "So ummm, if you don't mind I have a question that's rather personal to ask. You could always say no after I ask it."

Katie quirked an eyebrow at the way she said that, her voice lowering cautiously, "sure, I suppose."

Shelley swirled a bit of the condensation on the table with the tip of her index finger, "is sex with a woman really that different from sex with a man?"

Katie's eyes blinked a few times at the question as she'd been prepared for a much harder one. "Well ummm, to put it bluntly, yes it is." She scratched her head lightly while trying to figure out an appropriate answer for the question, "it's just, yeah, different. Men suck cock differently, probably because they have one. It's kind of nice to not always need lube. But really, I'm not sure how to describe it, it's just easier to understand by experiencing it." A little grin crossed her face, "maybe a foursome sometime? I doubt that Allie would mind, we occasionally go swinging with friends particularly since both of us go both ways. Allie's quite good with a strap-on but plastic doesn't really replace the feel of a real dick."

Shelley blushed a little at the thought, "we haven't done any swinging so I think we'd have to have a chat about that before I entertained the idea. If we decide to, we'll let you two know first. And no, plastic just doesn't have the same feel." She glanced up as Allie placed an open bottle of beer in front of her, "thanks!"

Allie looked at the bright red blushing face in front of her and raised an eyebrow, "and just what have you two been up to, hmmm?"

Katie leaned over to plant a kiss on Allie, "oh you know, the usual. Sex, seduction, comparing toys."

Allie returned the kiss, "uh huh, somehow I'm not sure it was that innocent."

The conversation was quickly steered towards the Summer Shandy beer and how it was way too easy to keep drinking it right on down. By the time she'd polished off the third one, Shelley was feeling a bit on the toasty side and decided that it might be best to go find out where Matt was pitching their tent before she became a bit too tipsy. It took her a few minutes, mostly to remember what the darned tent was supposed to look like, before she stumbled over to the zipper and let herself in.

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Matt had loaded up with the basics to get through the night, the tent, sleeping bags, and inflatable bed. Quietly he'd happily said a little prayer to the fact that tents now came with snaps to attach to the poles, making his task much easier than it used to be. As he put up the tent, the whirr of portable pumps in the air made him feel less alone about having brought an inflatable mattress. He was getting a little too old for sleeping on rocks. When the tent was assembled, he blew up their bed and set it up with the sleeping bags before crawling in and settling into a novel he'd been hoping to catch up on.

The sound of someone stumbling around the tents caught his attention and he chuckled knowingly to himself, having figured that the alcohol would be broken out sooner or later. Peeking out one of the mesh windows, he spotted Shelley's lavender shirt and smiled as he watched her weave just a bit. When her eyes spotted the tent and she headed his way, he settled back upon the bed to get ready for her arrival.

Matt fought to hold in a chuckle when she very uncharacteristically burped before finding the zipper to the tent. She had a tendency to always try to behave quite properly and it was nice to see her reveal a bit of a human side with her manners. When she tripped over the material coming into the tent and fell onto the bed, he leaned in with a little chuckle and kissed her cheek, "glad you see you found your way."

She muttered a little bit about not being that drunk and that the damned tent stood out like a beacon, but then quickly collapsed onto the bed alongside of him. Once she situated where both of them were on the bed, Shelley wiggled her way over to him and laid her head upon his thigh. A hand found the front of his jeans and busied itself with undoing his belt and zipper, then pulling his cock free. Once she had him exposed to the air, her mouth quickly covered the head and part of his shaft.

Shelley wasted no time in setting herself into a rhythm, all Matt could really do was lean back to watch and enjoy her oral ministrations. Softly he stroked her hair as she began to bob her head, holding him in deep for a few seconds each time, just the way he loved it. His other hand slipped down to pull up her t-shirt and allow him to cup one of her perky breasts and gently massage it through her bra. He wasn't sure what had spurred the moment, but whatever it was he hoped that it would happen more often.

Pushing down her bra cup a little his fingers found a hardened nipple awaiting his attention, finger and thumb gently pinched them and softly rolled the flesh between them. The groan vibrated on his cock and he felt her head began to bob just a bit faster upon him. His other hand played in her hair, twisting her locks between his fingers and gently encouraging her with soft pushes upon the back. He felt the soft tickle when her fingertips found his balls and then traveled down to caress around his tight hole. It had become one of her favorite places to play, having only recently been granted access. While he still wasn't a huge fan of penetration, he certainly enjoyed the feeling of having her caress all those tender nerves. She always seemed to know just the right buttons to push and tonight was no exception as with a few caresses and gentle rubs he found himself spilling his load into her waiting mouth.

After he laid back upon the air mattress she curled up against him, seemingly content with the evening. Thoughts of stripping to something more appropriate for bed left his mind as he felt the need for sleep coming upon him. The night air was cool and quieter than their urban home, coercing him towards sleep. He felt himself begin to fade off when her voice interrupted the still air.

"So ummm what would you have thought if well, we hadn't been alone just now? Erm damnit, I mean, what would you think if well, I was getting fucked by another girl like me while blowing you?"

He blinked a few times, wondering if he was awake or had actually drifted off and this was some odd dream. Looking down he found her looking up at him quizzically and surmised that he actually had to come up with an answer to that question. Matt had been caught completely off-guard by the question, and answered what first came to mind, "well...it would be kinda hot actually."

She nodded slowly, taking her time before speaking again, "I was just wondering, because well, you know, I don't have a ton of experience. So well, it leaves me wondering what it's like, you know, with well, everything. I mean, I love you and believe me I have no intentions of leaving nor does it mean I'm bored in bed, I just am...curious. I guess that's well, what it boils down to."

Matt just smiled and softly ran his fingers through her hair, leaning over to kiss her forehead. "I had the feeling this would eventually happen, there's a lot to the world sexually after all. If you want to explore that's fine, so long as we set a few ground rules about it and come to an agreement where we feel comfortable as a couple. The term, I believe, is swinging and generally it's recommended to start by sharing. Or at least that would seem to be the most sensible way to start off I would think. Does this sound like it would help with your curiosity?" He looked down at her with a gentle smile, continuing to stroke her hair lightly.

"I umm, yeah, I think that would at least be a start. You wouldn't mind if we did that would you? I mean, of course you'd be welcome to join in and share. Not sure I could go through with it if you weren't there. And well, thank you for understanding, just like you always seem to know how to do," she leaned up and kissed his cheek.

"You're quite welcome my little one," he snuggled her close to him and pulled a blanket up around them, forgoing the sleeping bags for one night.

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The next morning Shelley took a few moments to figure out exactly where she was and tried to sit up in the bed. She found it had deflated a little during the night, just enough to make it a pain to get herself straight up and eventually just rolled to the tent floor. Noting that Matt had already headed out for the day she muttered about early risers then searched around for her duffel bag of clothes.

She pulled out a pair of old, worn jeans and an old t-shirt then a pair of boots and headed out of the tent. The smell of coffee and hashbrowns filled the air, guiding her back through the maze of tents and back to the makeshift gathering area. Along the way she glanced towards the sound of a circular saw and noted Matt and several other people already hard at work on the platform. Part of her was a little annoyed that he hadn't woken her up when he got up but that was quickly forgotten when she saw the buffet spread.

Shelley loaded up her tray with all sorts of goodies, bearing in mind that she was going to be spending her day doing heavy, manual labor. Glancing around she noticed a waving hand attached to Allie and quickly made her way over, glad to know at least one person from her work party was still at the breakfast table, "hey!"

"Hey yourself sleepyhead, "Allie grinned. "Didn't think that three beers would have you sleeping in."

"Oh, yeah, the beers," she grinned nervously, "more just getting a little downtime in life is nice. Fresh air and all that I think. Wasn't there a saying that seven days camping out without electronics resets the body clock?"

"Not sure about that, I just know that whenever I spend a couple of nights outdoors I end up waking up closer to dawn. Anyways, ready to get down and dirty?"

"Mmm yeah it'll be nice to get to actually put these muscles to use doing something other than moving around weights." She dove into the food, finding it a touch bland but out of respect that Allie's lover was helping to prep the meal she didn't make any comments about it.

After breakfast they hurried over to where the workgroup was, already at work clearing out a mess of forsythia mixed with thorny brambles. Since the bush was notorious for coming back even after being cut down to the soil they were having to use shovels to dig out the roots. The girls were offered leather gloves and passed tools, then assigned a spot to attack the woody stems.

The morning went quite quickly as they dove into their work, ripping out the plants by the roots and returning as much of the soil as they could. One crew's sole purpose was to cart away the mass amounts of stems and roots that were hacked free. Shelley wasn't sure how much water she'd downed but it was never quite enough to keep her cool and when the lunch bell finally rang a wave of relief crossed over her worn body. Turning to Allie she quipped, "damn, and here I thought I was in shape!"

"You said it," panted Allie as she waited in line, noting that there was a fairly good spread out and assumed that they'd figured on hungry workers. She piled her plate high, blowing a kiss to her lover as she passed on by, then waited for Shelley before heading off to find a seat. Once the other girl had joined her at the table Allie looked up to catch her eyes, "so I heard you had an interesting conversation with Katie last night."

Shelley took a sip of her lemonade, not too surprised at the comment and a little relieved that it had been brought up, "yes, she helped me to understand something I've never gotten to experience." She offered a little smile to Allie, "I'm just well, realizing there is a lot more to this world than I'd really grasped. Like for instance I didn't realize that biological women found us attractive."

Allie took a bite of her potato salad, chewing while she thought of how best to approach her response. "I'll presume you've never heard the term pansexual before. Basically it means sexual attraction to anyone, without caring about their gender or gender identity. I like it all and it's quite freeing actually, allows me to choose partners more on personality without taking a lot of filters to whom I could choose. Does that make sense?"

"I...suppose that does, yes. It's just interesting. In a way it kind of really surprises me how little I know about the world of sex and how people interact sexually." Shelley shrugged lightly, "I guess I have quite a lot to learn."

Her companion nodded at this, "just so you know, not all of it is going to turn you on or be things that you'll understand. Sometimes you just have to go with the flow and understand that just because it's not your kink doesn't mean that it's not for anyone else. I've seen things that I frankly did not understand in the least, but since they were consensual and the participants seemed to be enjoying themselves I learned to just shut my trap. But that's more advanced stuff and doesn't really pertain to what you seem interested in," she gave Shelley a little smile and went to work on the small pile of cole slaw on her plate.

They were given enough time to let the meal settle into their tummies then called back to their work parties. Noticeably some of the people had disappeared and occasionally the sounds of humans in pleasure could be heard over power tools. Little smiles played on people's faces as the missing members of the parties would sheepishly return late, often quite disheveled.

As the heat of the afternoon began to rise the number of clothes that people had on steadily began to shrink. Shelley smiled, shaking her head a bit as she figured it was just a handy excuse to finally get nude to which she planned to use as well. Her shirt was shucked off, followed shortly by her sports bra, thankful that she didn't have such a large chest that it would be uncomfortable to go without a bra.

She decided to keep her jeans on though the light, cool breezes tempted her to bare more skin. Instead she took to appreciating the appearances of those who braved the thorns to bare their skin. Having been able to get over the shock of people being openly nude due to the cruise, this time she was able to appreciate the differences in how people were built and the shapes they presented. She noticed the various ways the biological women styled their pubic hair, everything from bald to shapes to wild and wooly. The number of tattoos and particularly the locations surprised her, some being silly like an arrow pointed down and titled "Entrance Here" to tattoos that reflected the loss of loved ones.

Through the afternoon, when she wasn't distracted by the sights, Shelley chatted on with Allie about the world of kink and the people found within. Allie continuously reminded her that she was far from an expert but filled in the blanks that she could, giving her some background to what BDSM was and how kinksters were often normal people.