The Nudist at the Park Pt. 02

But that was the beauty of Pastoral, wasn't it?

Energized by Zoe's example, I gingerly brought my hand to my exposed crotch. A soft gasp escaped my mouth as my fingers came in contact with my clit, and I was surprised to discover that I was already dripping wet.

Oh Tessa, you're such a pervert.

I began fingering myself at a slow pace, while at the same time awkwardly rushing to catch up to Zoe, who had moved far ahead in the time it had taken me to get going. God, I couldn't believe I was masturbating in public for the second time today!

When I finally stepped up beside her, she eyed me from head to crotch, and smiled. "Don't you feel better already?"

"Way better." I confessed with a guilty smile. It made me feel so naughty to admit it, but twenty seconds of self-pleasure had been enough to substantially improve my mood. My pussy was justthat needy, apparently! It craved my affection too much.

"Wonderful." Zoe replied, in a tone that made me think that she totally knew this was gonna happen. "But you gotta go faster!" She added.

"I'm trying... but you walk too fast." I explained as I continued touching myself, making an effort not to lag behind while attempting to find the right rhythm between walking and rubbing.

"I'm not talking about walking speed." She laughed, gesturing towards her pussy with her free hand. She was really going at it-- fingering herself at a frantic pace, almost as if trying to cum as fast as possible. It was equally impressive and sexy as hell.

"You want me to match that? No way...!" I giggled in disbelief. "It'd be impossible to last long like that."

"We lasted over two hours at the park, didn't we?" She grinned. "It's clear that we are both pros at this, so I say it's time for hard mode!"

Hard more edging. I loved that she was talking about this as if it were a normal game that you'd play while hanging out with friends. And maybe in Pastoral, it could be? I was never particularly good at any sports or videogames, but could see something like this becoming my expertise, as utterly perverted as it was.

"Alright, you're on." I smirked, inserting two fingers into my pussy and starting to fuck myself, rapidly matching Zoe's pace. I felt so oddly pumped to get the chance to beat her at her own game again!

We proceeded to make our way through a few blocks, soon finding ourselves in a part of town I hadn't seen before. Structurally, it was almost identical to the rest of Pastoral, except the buildings appeared somewhat newer. What distinguished it the most, however, was the fact that it was noticeably more crowded than the rest of town! We stuck out like sore thumbs, and the sheer number of people glancing at us was overwhelming.

"So, I know a shortcut to the mall..." Zoe glanced over at me. I could hear the arousal in her voice. "But we're not taking it. We're going the long way." She said with a mischievous look.

She was actually trying to kill me, wasn't she?

"Are you sure we shouldn't take the shortcut?" I asked, instinctively cowering a little as we navigated the crowd. It was pointless, though-- even if I made myself small, it didn't change the fact that everyone could see I was nakedand masturbating! The pleasure was the one thing keeping me from freaking out.

Out of nowhere, Zoe slapped me on the butt with her free hand, snapping me out of my dreamlike state.

"Eep!" I yelled out, breaking into an intense blush.

"Lesson #2 in Zoe Farrow's official guide: body language!" She asserted, adopting a teacher's demeanor. "Right now, you look like a sorority hazing victim. If you wanna be a nudist, you've gotta show the world that you are not embarrassed about your nudity. Stand up straight-- shoulders back, head held high."

"Y-yes, ma'am!" I answered jokingly, adjusting my posture like a soldier on a drill, without removing my busy hand from my crotch.

"Good, now puff out your chest!" Zoe added. "You have very sexy nipples, so show them off with pride! Most women don't get to." She led by example, her very ample tits swaying with each step she took as she fingered herself.

Still blushing to the roots of my hair, I continued following Zoe's instructions, sticking out my breasts like she did. My boobs weren't anywhere near as big as hers, but who cared?-- I was so flattered by her comment about my nipples that I flaunted them with a genuine sense of pride.

Zoe herself appeared to be proud of me, beaming as she watched me walk. "You're killing it, Tessa! But here's one more tip: we're barefoot, yeah, but the truth is you don't need high heels or fancy shoes to walk elegantly! Just take long, confident steps, move with purpose, and voila! You'll look like a celebrity." She said, breaking into a glamorous pose for added effect. "Oh, also, if you arch your lower backjust a little, you'll totally highlight that cute butt of yours."

"Duly noted." I quipped, echoing her movements. I never knew that you could look glamorous while masturbating on a public street, yet somehow, I was doing it! This was all so unlike me-- I felt like a runway model in the best way possible: elegant, sexy, and self-assured.

As my remaining worries began slipping away and my confidence fully returned to me, I was finally able to tune out the crowd and put all of my focus on the task at hand-- no pun intended. And so, we continued our excursion, two naked girls finger-fucking themselves with reckless abandon as they strode across the streets of Pastoral in full view of everybody.

It wasn't long before we reached the point where we were actively fighting the urge to orgasm. The obscene sounds of our drenched pussies were loud enough to be heard by anyone passing by, and our sex juices were dripping onto the sidewalk as we moved, leaving a trail of little splashes behind us. It was getting messy, yes; but as I was finding out-- I quite liked messy.

We were so focused on our pussies that we had stopped talking altogether, primarily communicating through shared looks and little physical gestures. Zoe was much more vocal than me, moaning loudly and without restraint as the pleasure washed over her. In contrast, I was a bit more subdued, but didn't make a big effort to suppress my softer moans.

I had managed to find the perfect rhythm, while Zoe's movements were getting more and more erratic by the second. But just when I was beginning to sense that her defeat was imminent, she turned to me. "Hey, look..." she said with a chirpy tone as she removed her soaked hand from her crotch and showed it to me. "My fingers are getting all pruney..." She smirked.

Then, without taking her eyes off me, she brought her fingers to her mouth and began to lick them clean with ravenous hunger. Her tongue darted out to catch every last drop of her own intimate juices, before swiftly moving on to her palm. As she did this, she used her other hand to continue pleasuring herself, proving that she still had more than enough stamina left.

Her lewd gesture was so mesmerizing that I accidentally let myself get carried away. A strong jolt of ecstasy shot through my lower body, and I had to clench my thighs and butt to stop myself from cumming right then and there. "Fuck..." I whispered under my breath, biting my lip hard to steady myself.

Zoe cracked up. "Almost had you there!"

I broke into a ginger smile. "No you didn't."

It was true-- with one single little action, she had nearly made lose the game! In part, it showed that she was entirely capable of ending this whenever she wanted, but was choosing not to in the name of fun. But mostly, it made me wonder if there was anything I could do that would have a similar effect on her. Perhaps time would tell?

Luckily, I was able to fully regain my composure after a moment or two. By then, Zoe had finished licking her hand clean, now using it to gently pinch her nipples as she masturbated. What a show-off.

Before I knew it, we were arriving at our destination: a two-story building with a warm brick exterior and tall arched windows that showcased the storefronts inside. People were bustling in and out, carrying on with their day even as they saw the two naked girls walking among them. This was Pastoral Shopping Mall, alright!

As we entered, we were greeted by an old-fashioned interior with a very stereotypical 80s aesthetic that I found to be very quaint and cozy. The atmosphere was lively, as groups of all kinds happily wandered around and browsed the various shops lining the walls. But as busy as this place was, this time I wasn't turning into an anxious mess. They were all clothed and I was not-- and that was okay.

I breathed a sigh of relief as I finally removed my fingers from my sore pussy, allowing it to get some well-deserved rest. Now that we were inside, the game had officially ended, and while I was still aching to cum, the knowledge that Zoe hadn't defeated me was good enough for me.

"I guess we'll have to call it a draw." I declared with satisfaction, wiping my wet hand on my thigh as I turned to face her. To my surprise, Zoe still hadn't taken her hands off herself. If anything, she was edging herself with even more urgency now.

"Game isn't over yet." She grinned. "Not till one of us is cumming her brains out!"

Wow. She wanted us to continue playing with ourselves inside this cramped mall?

Well, why not?

"Now that you mention it, I'd love to see you lose again." I teased, starting to pleasure my dripping cunt once more.

And just like that, it was on again! We giggled to ourselves like a couple of naughty schoolgirls as Zoe gave me a tour of the mall, taking me into a chic beauty shop that was apparently very popular with the women in town. Inside, groups of girls in trendy clothes were perusing all of the shelves filled with fancy skincare and makeup products. A few of them paid very close attention to us as we joined them-- more than anyone else we'd encountered so far today.

I couldn't quite decipher their expressions. Were they unimpressed? Disgusted, even? Perhaps we had finally run into Pastoral residents who weren't comfortable seeing strangers openly masturbating beside them. I mean... those had to exist, surely?

Suddenly, two of the girls --a blondie and a brunette-- approached me, and I tightened my muscles, fearing the worst.

"Excuse me, I couldn't help but notice how radiant and healthy your skin looks! Mind sharing your skincare routine?" The blondie asked me.

I blushed. I didn't know what I had been expecting her to say, but it wasn't that!

Zoe giggled at my reaction. "Ahh... her skin is so supple, isn't it?" She agreed with the blondie, gently running her free hand down my arm. "You've got to tell us your secret, Tessa."

"Um..." I stood there as the three of them stared at me. This was the first time that someone had ever complimented my skin like this, and I didn't quite know how to react. Flattered, I subconsciously stuck a third finger inside my pussy, starting to fuck myself faster. "I...uh...to be honest, I just- ahh! I just apply moisturizer daily..." I responded in gasps, as the sloppy wet sounds filled the room.

The brunette pouted, unfazed by my lewd display. "Ugh! So jealous. I wish I had low-maintenance skin like that."

"Yeah, same!" The blondie agreed. "No wonder you show it all off."

And with that, the two girls happily headed back to their group of friends, ending ourtotally normal interaction. Zoe then leaned in to me conspiratorially. "You're about to break... aren't you, Tessa?" She asked.

"Nope...! I'm still holding on." I muttered, swiftly composing myself. "I could go on all day."

"That's great." Zoe whispered. "Because that conversation about your radiant skin just gave me an idea..."

She proceeded to grab a bottle of fancy baby oil from one of the shelves, and walked up to the young cashier at the checkout counter. "Hi Nancy... I'm gonna take one of these, okay? Please add it to my mom's tab."

Ohh. Sothat was how she was able to pay for things without carrying anything on herself.

She returned to me, triumphantly holding the bottle in her free hand.

I looked at her with confusion. "...Are you gonna use that as lube?"

Zoe laughed, removing her sticky hand from her pussy. "I think we're both sufficiently lubed up already." She asserted as she unscrewed the cap, squeezing some of the transparent liquid onto her palm.

Then, without warning, she began applying it on my skin, commencing with my neck and shoulders-- and quickly moving on to my breasts!

"W-what are you doing?!" I cried out, nearly climaxing from the sudden intimate contact.

"I'm making you glow." She declared with a smile as she covered my tits with the liquid, gently caressing them in a way that felt both incredibly sensual yet somehow platonic at the same time. She just had the ability to make any sexy action seem like the most casual thing in the world.

"But why?" I asked, my entire body shivering as she rubbed her hands all over me. It was becoming impossible to keep my composure like this.

Zoe looked me in the eyes with a quizzical glance, as if I had just asked her what the answer to 2+2 was. "Lesson #3 in Zoe Farrow's official guide: because being weird is fun, duh!" She explained, briefly removing one of her hands from my body and furiously rubbing her clit to keep herself in the game. "Nudism is, in a nutshell- mmm!... a lifestyle centered around baring it all. Not just literally, but metaphorically too...! It's about sharing the rawest, most authentic version of yourself with the entire world."

She then kept on applying the oil --which by now had also mixed with some of her own juices-- over my arms and tummy. "You should always embrace the opportunity to express yourself.... no matter how silly things may get. So make your tits glow for the hell of it! Have fun being the most unapologetically weird version of yourself."

"That's a lovely lesson..." I replied in short breaths. "B-bit of an odd way to teach it, though..."

Zoe shrugged, moving on to my back. "Maybe this is just my excuse to slather oil all over a naked girl's body... who knows? I do have a kink for that." She cheekily admitted as she knelt down and began rubbing the liquid on my bare buttocks. "Mmm... you have such a soft butt. Has anyone ever told you that?" She said, giving it a playful smack.

"Z-Zoe!" I stammered, arousal dripping down my thighs, inches away from her face. "That's cheating... You're cheating." I whined while fingering myself with increasing desperation. It was crazy that we were doing all of this in the middle of a busy shop!

"It's only cheating if I touch your pussy or asshole." She said as she worked her way down to my legs, where the oil she applied mixed with my arousal-- and probably her own juices as well. "Alright, that will do." Zoe stood up, giving me one more slap in the butt. "Wanna look at yourself?" She asked, not waiting for my answer before guiding me to the sole mirror in the shop.

When I saw myself, my jaw dropped. "Oh. My. God."

My entire body was glistening. Literally. Under the bright lights of the store, I felt like an ethereal being-- every single curve and muscle of mine heavily accentuated by the oil.

This was unreal. I had never thought too highly of my own body. I didn't hate it, but I wasn't in love with it, either. I just assumed it was painfully average, like every other aspect of myself. But right now? I had to be honest with myself: I lookedreally fucking hot.

"Thank you, Zoe." I glanced over at her. "I like this. A lot."

"I knew you would! We're weird girls. We like weird ideas." She smiled, before grabbing the open bottle and handing it to me. "Here. You also deserve the opportunity to slather oil all over a naked girl's body. Just don't forget to touch yourself periodically."

I looked at the bottle with a perplexed look for a second, before it finally hit me that she wanted me to rub the oil on her too. "Oh! R-right. I would really enjoy that. Yes."

Not wasting any time, I poured some liquid onto my palm and quickly got to work on Zoe's neck and shoulders. As soon as my fingers came in contact with her body, a surge of excitement coursed through me. Her skin was so warm and velvety-- it felt like touching pure silk!

I took a deep breath. Getting through this without cumming would be thereal challenge.

Wanting to make my nervousness less obvious, I moved on to her arms and back with slow, steady movements. Managing my hands was actually the most difficult part of it, as I had to alternate between three main actions: grabbing the bottle and pouring oil onto my hand, applying it over Zoe's body, and of course, pleasuring my pussy every ten seconds. It was a strange procedure, to say the least-- but I somehow made it work.

Also, I may or may not have accidentally rubbed some of my juices over Zoe's skin on a few occasions. Just to get even, you know.

Soon enough, most of her body was glistening like mine, and the only parts missing were the ones that I had been deliberately avoiding until now: her ass and tits. And so, with a pounding heart and a ragged breath, I poured more liquid onto my palm and gingerly brought my hand to her chest, commencing to slather the oil over her breasts in a meek, almost clinical manner.

Zoe broke out into laughter. "You know you are allowed to feel me up, right? This ain't a doctor's appointment."

"Well, I didn't want to look like a pervert..." I quipped, peeking around at the women browsing the store. I wondered what they were thinking.

"The public masturbator? A pervert? No waaay." She replied in the most sarcastic tone ever, before pressing my hands against her tits. "Come on now! Make the girls shine."

I nodded, beginning to squeeze her big, heavy breasts with unrestrained indulgence. They were so, so soft. I wanted nothing more than to bury my face in them, or put them in my mouth. Or both, preferably! I loved how her goosebumps tickled my fingers as I circled her delightfully stiff nipples. It drove my pussy wild.

God, I was losing my mind. And judging by Zoe's soft gasps and frantic fingering-- so was she. Two weeks ago, I never could have imagined that I would have the opportunity to do something like this to her... and in a public place, nonetheless!

After taking my sweet time with her tits, I squeezed oil onto my palm one last time and knelt down behind her, starting to leisurely massage her delicious ass. As I groped her rosy cheeks, a naughty idea flashed through my mind. At first, I ignored it-- but then, unable to stop myself, I went ahead and gave her a playful, yet firm bite in the butt.

As expected, she screamed in total surprise.

"Oh my god! Did you just bite me?!" Zoe rushed to examine her ass in the mirror. "You left a bite mark!" She burst out laughing in disbelief.

I was in awe too. Had I officially gone feral?! I had actually bitten Zoe Farrow in the ass! But as I stared at the teeth imprints on her skin, I couldn't help but finger myself furiously, finding the sight deeply erotic. "That was payback for all those spanks..."

Zoe kept on laughing while admiring herself in the mirror. Visibly satisfied with her shiny new look, she began speeding up her intimate movements, like a goddess masturbating to her own reflection. She then turned to me, her gaze full of lust. "Let's go show off."

That sounded like a plan.

We stepped out of the store and back into the busy mall-- naked and glistening under the warm interior lights. Zoe locked her free arm with mine, and we began walking forward with a confident stride, enthusiastically pleasuring ourselves as dozens of passersby turned their heads to catch a glimpse of our bodies. All eyes were on us-- and this time, I was loving it!

Zoe continued showing me around her favorite places, starting with a small accessories shop where we spent a long time trying on a cute variety of necklaces and bracelets. The shop owner --a frizzy-haired woman in her 40s-- eagerly engaged with us in conversation as we browsed the shop, not minding at all that we were finger-fucking ourselves silly right in front of her eyes and leaking our arousal all over her floor.