by Bridy McAvoy
“Drop your arms,” Vicki whispered into Susie’s face, so quietly the men didn’t hear her, but Susie immediately complied, allowing Vicki to reach up and draw the shoulder straps of the dress down off her shoulders, onto her arms and then down to her elbows. They were still pressed closely together so, as a result, the dress would slide no further. Another half circuit and the men could clearly see Susie was now naked above the waist except for the bra, although the dress remained bunched up and trapped between them. Susie solved this by taking a half step backward away from her partner, allowing the dress to fall clear of her arms and down to her waist.
There was a slight murmur from the audience but they remained enthralled by the teasingly slow, double act performing in front of them. The next time Susie faced the audience she could see the way the men were devouring them with their eyes, and also, in most cases, the visible bulges in the front of their trousers. She shivered in anticipation—it was going to get a lot more interesting yet. With a smooth upward motion, she pulled Vicki’s dress up and over the younger woman’s head as Vicki obligingly raised her arms. The dress was discarded into the corner of the stage as Vicki brought her arms down and stripped Susie’s dress down to her ankles where a well-aimed flick of her foot pushed it to the same corner. Neither of them was under any illusion about being given the chance to wear them again tonight.
The murmur that greeted them this time was louder, slightly more insistent. Susie spun Vicki’s unresisting body around so the younger woman now faced the audience as she pressed her body up behind the shorter woman, exactly as she had done some time earlier with Amy.
Chapter 45
Carol stood next to Rebecca who was deliberately taking her time.
“Now, let me see, honey, what should your forfeit be? The dress? Or should I get you back for taking my panties?”
The men chuckled. Carol felt the blush rising to her face, not from embarrassment, but from excitement at their reaction. She knew what Rebecca was going to do, but didn’t want to give the game away. Rebecca seemed to pause for a moment, as if in thought, before answering her own question.
“I think the dress, these gentlemen would like to see some flesh and see what kind of underwear you are wearing, wouldn’t you, guys?”
“Yes!”
“Oh, God, yes please!”
“For sure.”
The comments rattled around the semi-circle of watching men as Rebecca took hold of Carol and maneuvered her so that she could stand behind her. Her fingers feathered across the back of Carol’s neck and she couldn’t suppress the shudder as she felt Rebecca ease the hook and eye at the top of the zip apart and then gently draw the zip down her back.
The hands reached her waist and she expected Rebecca to reach back up to her shoulders to drop the straps onto her arms and drop the dress down. Rebecca had her own idea, and her next move made Carol gasp.
Quick as a flash, Rebecca’s hands moved inside the opened v of the dress and settled on Carol’s waist just above her garter belt and panties. The other woman began to slowly knead the naked flesh there, only the movements of her hands partially concealed by the dress fabric betraying her actions to the intent audience. A moment later Rebecca stepped closer and moved her hands round onto Carol’s stomach. She gasped again as her neighbor and work colleague began to softly rub the soft flesh of her stomach. Inexorably the hands rose inside the dress, the intent stares of the men focusing as they rose toward, and then onto, Carol’s breasts still inside the dress.
Carol felt Rebecca’s hands cup her breasts and licked her lips as her nipples puckered up and tried to dig through the bra cups to reach the warm soft flesh of the other woman’s palms.
“Drop the dress, honey, let them see what I’m doing.”
Of their own accord, Carol’s hands rose to her shoulders and grasped the thin shoulder straps. Slowly, deliberately teasing the watching men, but also wanting to prolong the intimate contact with her friend, Carol pulled the straps out and away. Finally, she could delay no longer as, inside the dress, Rebecca curled her index finger and thumb of each hand around her nipple and pinched. The gasp this induced was clearly audible to their audience and Carol almost dropped the dress straps she was holding at the shock of the contact, but recovered enough to complete the process and begin pulling the top of the dress down.
Finally, the thin bra encasing her breasts came into view—well, it would have been in view if Rebecca’s hands hadn’t been in the way. Carol lowered her arms and the dress cascaded to her waist as the straps fell clear of her arms.
“Finish it, honey. Show these gentlemen your panties. After all, you showed them mine!”
Rebecca’s apparent mockery brought another round of chuckles from Peter and the rest of the men watching as her hands continued to cup and massage Carol’s breasts through the thin black bra. Carol reached to her own waist and tugged the tight dress lower before allowing it to fall to the floor where she stepped out of it. As she did so, Rebecca let go and Carol paused for a moment, posing to show off her figure now clad only in her thin matching underwear set.
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Peter joined in the applause. His wife always looked good to him in underwear. Watching her showing off this very sexy set to other men was a first for him. He had a hard on that was like steel as he watched his wife displaying her trim body in thin semi-transparent lingerie. The bra was so thin you could see more than just a hint of her nipples through the fabric and, below, the tiny strip of hair above her pussy was equally visible through the thin triangle of cloth covering her. He wondered for a moment if, when she bent over the table you would be able to see her pussy lips through the panties, before realizing he would probably find that out shortly. His cock twitched at the thought. He looked at Rebecca who was flushed as well, obviously enjoying the experience just as much as Carol was.
Rebecca needed to stretch over the table to make her next shot. Everyone watched enthralled as her skirt slid even higher up the back of her legs as she positioned herself for the shot. Peter was directly behind her and instinctively bent down to look up the skirt for a glimpse of what he knew was a naked pussy underneath. He was disappointed, the skirt didn’t quite slip that high. He sighed and straightened up, to be met with a mock disapproving frown from his wife. He rolled his eyes and she winked at him, her face creasing into a smile as she let him know it was okay.
The two women traded shots for a couple of minutes and then Rebecca finally managed to pocket the nine ball and they all focused on Carol again as the loser leaned her cue against the table and walked over to Rebecca to pay her forfeit.
“What’s it going to be, sugar? You want to lose the bra or the panties?”
“How about the garters?”
Carol’s response brought a collective sigh of disappointment from the audience but Rebecca’s next comment dispelled that.
“You know the rules we agreed, honey, bra or panties. Now, which is it to be?”
“Do I really have a choice?”
Rebecca shook her head.
“No, not really, I just thought I’d tease everyone a little. Now, turn and face me.”
As soon as Carol did so, Rebecca placed both her hands on the other woman’s ass and pulled her into her, molding their bodies together.
Peter swallowed hard. He was about to watch his wife’s pussy being exposed to a group of men, something a mere three years earlier would never have crossed his mind. He knew Carol was enjoying this, the feigned reluctance and embarrassment being just that, an act, but that didn’t lower his level of excitement one little bit. From the half heard mumbled comments from the nearby men, Peter sensed they were all eager and ready to see her panties removed, especially when Rebecca began to kiss Carol, slipping her hands inside the back of Carol’s panties to cup the naked ass cheeks of the other woman. The watching group of men could clearly see her fingers kneading the soft flesh of Carol’s ass through the thin nearly transparent fabric.
When Rebecca
made her move it was so fast her hands appeared to blur. They left Carol’s ass and flew up to the small of her back. A quick twist and the bra catch was undone and they moved apart, dragging the nylon strap to the side where they deftly hooked the tiny shoulder straps and pulled them down. A second later she dropped the bra to the floor leaving the audience a clear view of Carol’s naked back. Carol broke the kiss and stepped away from Rebecca, her hands automatically coming up and cupping her naked breasts to conceal them.
Peter watched as the other woman now spun his wife through a half circle to face the audience.
“How long you do you think you can keep yourself covered with your hands like that, honey?”
Rebecca’s taunt brought another low chuckle from the men.
“As long as I can”
“Won’t be long, honey, it’s your turn to rack them up for me to break. You can’t do that with your hands there, can you?”
“Can’t you rack them up for me?”
Rebecca smiled and shook her head from side to side. Carol looked round the half circle of men facing her, her eyes appearing to plead with them for help which Peter knew would not be forthcoming. She sighed theatrically, allowing her hands to fall away to her sides, baring her breasts to their gaze.
There were a couple of hand claps and several mutterings and grunts of approval, but Peter sensed the others were doing exactly what he was—reaching down and adjusting the comfort of the bulges at their crotch.
“Well done, honey, now rack them. I can’t wait to get your knickers off and show these men your delectable pussy.”
Rebecca’s taunt made Carol go red again and Peter chuckled along with the other men at his wife’s fairly obviously feigned discomfort.
Chapter 46
Susie had caught the latest events by the pool table from the corner of her eye from her slightly elevated position on the stage. Knowing the other half of the entertainment was proceeding as planned, she turned her full attention back to Vicki.
The tall blonde bent her head down and began to nuzzle at the side of her secretary’s neck. The younger brunette tilted her head to one side, closing her eyes. The skin under Susie’s ever moving lips was smooth and soft, feeling Vicki’s reaction to her as she shivered from the contact and leaned her head even further over to present as much of her neck to her would be lover as possible. With a quick flick, the nearest bra strap to Susie’s face was flicked off the shoulder and she moved her attention down to this newly exposed area.
There was no semblance of dancing now, no attempt to act for the audience. With one movement Susie had turned it from a performance for an audience into a seduction incidentally being watched by one. She could sense the men were fully aware of this as the other bra strap left Vicki’s shoulder to hang semi-uselessly against the side of the woman’s arm.
She left the bare shoulder and moved her lips up to allow her mouth to nuzzle against Vicki’s ear. The younger woman was wearing ruby stud earrings and Susie gently took one in her mouth and sucked, pulling the lobe into her mouth and eliciting a moan from her young victim. Her hands had been idle for this period, other than holding Vicki in place. Now they began to move again, circling around the tiny waist and creeping upward toward the breasts, barely concealed by the thin black fabric.
Leaving the ear alone she straightened slightly and moved one hand to cup the unprotected breast whilst the other moved higher still to gently get hold of Vicki’s chin and tilt her head up and round. As Vicki’s lips came into range, she lowered her own to the unresisting target and began to kiss her. When Vicki responded, which was almost instantaneously, the hand dropped away to snag and then cup the other breast.
Expertly, Susie worked her thumbs onto the lace edge of the bra cup and from there it was the work of a moment to slowly ease the fabric up and away, allowing her thumbs to slip under the flimsy rim and press against the soft naked flesh only a scant inch from the very sensitive nipples themselves. This time Vicki didn’t shiver at the touch, she literally shuddered, the wave of pleasure descending through her body visible to all. When Susie broke the kiss to allow both of them to breathe for a moment, she knew Vicki’s now almost continuous moaning was audible to the men scant feet away.
Lowering her mouth back onto Vicki’s, she worked her lips, prompting a similar movement from the younger woman, and pushed her tongue deep into the proffered cavity, as if to seek out the source of the noise. Vicki’s own tongue moved over the surface of her own as the breathing of the two women became more and more ragged. The blonde’s thumbs had now reached far enough under the soft fabric to touch the nipples and another shudder rippled through Vicki as they grazed over the taut aroused nubs of flesh.
Vicki arched her back, providing some space between them and brought her own hands up into the gap. Quickly they found the catch and sprang it open, allowing the fabric to loosen across her breasts, freeing up access for Susie to plunder her chest to her heart’s content, paving the way for Susie to expose her breasts to the watching men. As Vicki’s hands dropped back to her sides, the fabric of the now useless item of lingerie slid slowly down under the force of gravity. Vicki was given no respite, despite the signal of her surrender and, by the time the bra had slipped down onto her taut stomach, and the straps fallen free of her fingers, she was writhing under Susie’s expert ministrations.
Susie continued to use her lips and mouth to caress Vicki’s lips, cheeks and neck whilst her fingers tweaked, twisted and pinched the younger woman’s nipples. The almost constant shivers running through Vicki’s body, coupled with the keening moans, told her she had reduced her to not much more than a quivering mass of desire and wondered for a moment if the other woman’s legs would support her weight.
Vicki surprised her. Somehow she seemed to gain control of herself and pushed herself round in Susie’s arms, relieving the pressure on her breasts and presenting her naked back to the engrossed watchers. She looked up into Susie’s eyes and winked. The flush of passion still suffused her face but the blonde realized her partner was more in control than she’d appeared to be.
“Time to get you naked, sweetie. Lose those inhibitions along with the underwear.”
“What inhibitions?”
Susie was sure the whispered conversation wouldn’t have carried to the men at the edge of the stage and smiled at Vicki, before gasping as Vicki’s nimble fingers sprang her own bra catch. Dropping her hands to her side, she allowed enough space between their bodies for the garment to flutter down from her shoulders onto the floor. There was a smattering of applause from the men who remained, somehow, subdued by the intensity of the performance they were watching.
“Panties time, honey.”
Vicki was grinning up at her as she coolly slotted her thumbs into the narrow waistband of Susie’s thin but full black underwear and began to draw them down off her hips. Susie was still facing the audience but Vicki’s body was blocking the view of any of them. Once the panties reached her thighs, she flexed her legs slightly to try to free them from her crotch as Vicki continued to pull them down. Her own level of arousal had generated enough juices to literally stick them to her pussy, resulting in them inverting them before they sprang clear. A collective groan went through the men as they realized what was happening and, despite herself, Susie shuddered. She knew Vicki was turned on but hadn’t quite accepted just how turned on she was. Lifting each foot in turn, she stepped out of the discarded item, leaving herself shielded from their gaze merely by her partner’s body.
Vicki was still grinning, her eyes twinkling with a combination of amusement, excitement and arousal.
“You ready for the big reveal, honey?”
She breathed the question into Susie’s ear, and Susie could see she was correctly reading the answer from her own eyes which mimicked Vicki’s sparkle. Instead of replying, she slowly and gracefully raised her arms from her sides, allowing the palms to travel in a half circle out and up until they met above her head. Her fingertips touched and t
hen, gradually, sensuously, she entwined her hands together, emphasizing her own tall stature.
“I’m going to move now, sweetie.”
Vicky gave her a last warning, leaned up and brushed a small kiss across her lips. Susie took a deep breath, imperceptibly stretching her arms back behind her to tighten her chest muscles and lift her breasts up and out. She nodded slightly and, without giving any warning to their audience, Vicki moved quickly to one side. A ragged cheer went up and Susie watched the audience drink in her naked glory, through her lust-lidded eyes, as she posed, unmoving, for them.
Chapter 47
Carol completed racking the balls and glanced up just in time to see Vicki slide to the side in order to display her tall blonde friend’s nakedness to their portion of the men present. As the cheer went up one or two heads turned to look but most pairs of eyes remained locked on her exposed breasts. She glanced at Rebecca who nodded slightly in response—they knew it was time to bring their own game to its scripted climax.
As the winner of the previous rack, it was Rebecca’s turn to break and she did so, thundering the four ball down the middle pocket and ending up perfectly on the one ball into the corner. She had to stretch to do so, bridging awkwardly over the six ball near the side cushion. As she stretched, the fabric of the skirt pulled higher up the back of her legs and Carol watched as the men switched their gaze from her own naked breasts to try to catch a glimpse of the pussy they all knew was naked under the dress.
Rebecca leaned down a little too much as she adjusted her body position for the otherwise easy shot and Carol watched as her playing partner inadvertently, on purpose, allowed the bodice of the dress to brush against the six ball.
