Amanda's Sleepover part 2 (ls, F/ft, exhibitionism)
Foreward
In part one 13 year-old Amanda experienced her first lesbian encounter in the arms of 16 year-old friend Paulina and her friend's Leanne. After her parents have left for a weekend away, Amanda's 16 year-old friend, Paulina, with her three friends, Rachel, Kelly and Leanne, introduce Amanda to her first girl-on-girl sexual experience. After exhausting all her physical strength, Amanda wakes to find herself cradled in Paulina's arms.
Amanda's Sleepover part 2
I woke up on Saturday morning to a slow and gentle rhythmic motion - not sexual but comforting and reassuring. For a few seconds I didn't realize where I was, but even before I opened my eyes I had the subconscious sensation that I am being watched. My eyes opened to find that I was still naked and sitting on Paulina's lap, cuddled into the crook of her neck. Her blonde hair trailed over my face and was intermingled with my own. Paulina's left-hand caressed my bare shoulder while her right was sandwiched between my upper thighs.
"Good morning baby," said Paulina. She kissed the top of my head. "We've lost our blanket."
I opened my eyes to see a light throw rug lying by Paulina's feet on the patio decking.
"Are you cold?" she asked.
"No," I whispered in a husky voice. My throat felt dry and the muscles of my face ached. Last night's smooth oily secretions from Leanne's and Paulina's pussy were now dried on my face and matted my hair. "After last night I must look like hell."
Paulina drew my face up to look into hers. "You look more beautiful than ever and oh so tasty." She trailed her tongue across my face, lapping my glazed cheek, before we met in an open-mouthed wet kiss. Her right-hand gently caressed between my thighs giving me a warm glow.
"That was nice," I said tentatively.
"What's the matter? Don't you love me any more?"
"It's not that," I said. "I just had the feeling we were being watched. You know second sense."
"Hmm. Made you feel nervous."
I nodded and snuggled back into Paulina's neck.
"Did you think it was Kelly, Rachel, and Leanne watching us?"
I shook my head sideways. "I wouldn't mind that. It felt like someone else."
"Hmm. Would you mind?"
I pulled my head up and looked at Paulina's face. She had a questioning look and wasn't going to let me get away without answering.
"Well, would you mind if others watched us cuddling?"
"I guess not. But what if-"
"Well," she interrupted my question, "would you mind if others watched us kissing passionately?"
I looked into her blue eyes and realized that I wouldn't care about anything else. I was worried that we would get caught by someone who would tell us off, or worse, someone who would tell my parents. "I guess not," I answered feebly.
"What if someone watched us making love?"
Paulina hooked my left leg with her foot so it fell outside hers. My legs were now parted and my new lover began caressing and exploring my mons. I was suddenly conscious of being outside in daylight, but my sex began to respond to her caresses and I felt my juices begin to flow. My breathing began to become shallow and short. I arched my back to reach to kiss Paulina again, but she pulled her face to the side of mine.
"You haven't answered my question," she said as she began to intently work on caressing and exploring my clitoral hood. "Well?"
"I wouldn't mind," I whispered in her ear, and I let my right foot fall past Paulina's right knee so that my legs were now spread wide for Paulina to explore my sex.
"That's good my sweet, but there's a bigger question. Would you enjoy being watched while we made love? Would it let it drive you to new heights of sexual pleasure?"
I was shocked that Paulina would want us to parade our lovemaking. I thought this was something that I wanted to treasure like a private secret, but I felt her question causing my sexual tension to rise. Paulina was now working her fingers deep into my vagina to draw my juices to lubricate and coat all my sex. I felt my own secretions oozing and running across my anus and between the cheeks of my bottom.
Paulina again pulled my face into hers and kissed me passionately. I felt like being a waif in the arms of my lover, breathless and near faint, only driven on by the pulsating orgasm I felt building in my loins. Paulina broke our kiss and again gave me the same questioning look. I knew deep down how I felt.
"I would like," I whispered. "No. Much more than just like. I would enjoy and be turned and driven to new heights of passion by others watching us make love."
"Good," Paulina said, now massaging my pussy so hard I felt my legs begin to spasm. "I am so glad you feel like that, because I have a surprise... We are being watched."
Immediately Paulina's lips met mine and her tongue plunged rhythmically in time with her fingers that were now working on my spasming groin. My head began to spin. Who was watching us? Would they tell? I was torn between stopping our passion and finding and the more urgent need to release the thunderous orgasm that was building in my groin. My hips began to buck against Paulina's hand. She broke our kiss and told me to look at her and only her. She continued to plunge into my vagina, flick and tease my clitoris.
"I want you to listen to me Mandy. Do you love me?"
"Yes," I whispered.
"But, do you love me with all your heart?"
"Yes, I do," I gasped, now just wanting to reach the ecstatic peak of orgasm.
"Will you do something very loving and very special for me? Something that would turn me wild?"
"Yes, of course," I panted. "What?"
Paulina smiled the most loving smile I have ever seen from anyone and kissed me passionately on the lips.
Then listen to me." Paulina continued to work my groin as she spoke. "Keep looking at me. No matter what I say, do not look away." She again briefly kissed me. "We are being watched by three older girls on the balcony of the apartment block that is about 100 metres away. They have binoculars and can see everything. Don't look at them, just at me. Mrs. Trevor from next door may also been watching us - she lives alone and has always been a close friend - a girl-lover since we were toddlers.You will not get in trouble so don't panic but, do not look at them yet. I want you to do exactly as I instruct. Will you do it?"
"Yes," I panted beginning to scissor my legs together to try and force my orgasm.
"Mandy, I am not going to bring you to orgasm." I looked into her eyes pleading her to reconsider. "No I am not. I am going to lay you back on this love seat and leave you here." Paulina paused for the instructions to sink in. "I am going to lay you back on the cushion with one leg hooked over the back of the seat and the other foot on the ground. You will be totally exposed to those girls and also possibly Mrs. Trevors. Do you understand?"
"Yes," I said shaking with fear.
"I know that from this seat there are only two places that you can be seen," my lover and friend instructed while she continued to caress my crotch. "You can only be seen from that balcony up there and over Mrs. Trevor's fence. I know that because I always sit and masturbate where you are sitting. It gets me hot. Okay?" Paulina kissed me and continued reassuring me without waiting for an answer. "All other views are blocked by trees. I know those people and I want to show them my new lover. Okay?."
"Okay"
"I am going to leave you here and I want you to bring yourself to orgasm so that they can all see. I don't want you to cover yourself; I want you to purposely expose your orgasm to them. Do you understand?"
I nodded.
"Good girl. I don't want you to be quiet about it either. I want you to moan and drive yourself like you did last night. I want it so those girls to hear you. Okay?" She didn't wait for my agreement. Paulina knew I would do anything that she asked. "When I leave you I want you to look straight at those girls on the balcony while you orgasm. I want them to feel you are doing it for their pleasure, but you and I know you'll be doing it because you love me. Will you this for me? You do love me don't you Mandy?"
I swallowed hard and nodded.
Paulina slowly lifted me up and eased herself out from under me. She rested my head on a large outdoor cushion. Two blocks away I could see three girls intently looking in my direction. Two were appeared to have binoculars and the other a movie camera.
"There's a camera."
"I know," said Paulina. "Don't worry. I know these girls. You won't get into trouble, you'll get to meet them and you'll even get to see the video eventually. Remember, do it for me Mandy. Expose yourself and your orgasm as an act of love for me."
"I will," I panted nervously.
Paulina lifted my right leg and hooked my knee over the back of the wooden love seat. She then took my left foot and hooked it under swinging seat. "Do want my to loop your leg up here or can keep your legs open?"
"I'll do it. I want to do it"
Paulina moved away from me and waved to the girls on the balcony. They waved back. She then went to the fence and called out to Susan. I guessed Susan must be Mrs. Trevors. After a brief conversation the older woman, who appeared to be in her forties, found what must be a position to watch me.
Paulina walked past me and whispered that she will be watching you.
I was trembling with nerves but also very excited. Both my hands were kneading my breasts. I pinched my nipples and felt a tingle down in my groin. I looked directly up at the girls on the balcony. They were now lined up against the balcony rail, two with binoculars and one with a video camera. I could just make out the red light glowing on the front of the video. The thought that the camera was recording made me tremble, but also made me feel very naughty.
I let my right hand trail down my belly and explore the top of my pubic mound. I could feel the nervousness turning my skin like a plucked chicken. I thought of Paulina watching me and closed my eyes. I let my hand explore down between my major labia and separate my pink sex. I instantly felt my sexual arousal restore to almost the same intensity as when I was in Paulina's arms. I pulled and tugged at my soft pussy flesh until I gave out a barely audible moan. Suddenly I was aware that Paulina was again alongside of me.
"Lift your hips Mandy," the girls cannot see enough of you. "I am going to stick this pillow under your butt so your pussy is thrust up into their view."
"How do you know they-"
"I know," Paulina interrupted my question, "because they phoned me on my mobile."
I looked at Paulina and then back up to the girls on the balcony. I noticed one of them was holding her hand to her ear.
"That is Theresa you can see with the telephone. She's the one with long tawny hair who's wearing a mini-skirt. She thinks you look delicious."
I felt myself blush at the thought that a girl I had never met thought I was attractive. Silly really, here I was with my pussy hoisted up in the air, masturbating my way to my first public orgasm, and I was blushing because a girl thinks I am pretty.
"Tell her I want to meet her," I said.
"Don't worry you will," Paulina insisted as she jacked my hips up another six inches. "They also said they cannot hear you on their microphone. You must let yourself go. Forget every inhibition and just think of your orgasm. Start now. Let every pleasure be translated into an audible moan. As you get closer to orgasm I want to hear you howling and crying with each spasm. And keep looking at them. Do it for them. Do it for Theresa and me."
As Paulina left she placed a long translucent dildo on my belly. I took the dildo and began caressing my sex until the long plastic sheath was glistening with my sexual ooze. I looked up to the girls on the Balcony and saw Theresa put her cell phone in her pocket. She then brought he hand to her lips and blew me a kiss. It was a simple gesture, but I felt a tingle that my show was appreciated.
With my right leg hooked over the back of the chair and my bottom hoisted up on Paulina's pillow, I balance on the seat without using either hand. I immediately took both hands to my pussy and drove a finger from each hand into my vagina. Each thrust of my hips bounced on the tight pillow increasing the sensations. I pulled hard on my sex with each thrust of my hips, causing an ache and spasms to ripple through my legs. At first my moans were controlled and hushed, but as the sensations built I began to lose all my self- control.
I placed a second finger from each hand into my sex and flicked my hardening clitoris in frenzy. Each touch of my erect clitoris pulled against the hood and an electric charge fired through my body. My thrusts became more and more frantic. I forced myself to look at the balcony as Paulina had instructed. Theresa was intently looking through her binoculars. It was hard to focus on the girl with the video camera, but I could still see a the red glow of the record light through my blurry eyes. The third girl was leaning against the video girl, her hand thrust down the front of her pants.
My moans turned to loud bellows and I forgot everything except my need to reach sexual satisfaction. Each rhythmically tug and flick my clitoris resulted in a loud guttural moan that seemed from someone other than myself. I thrashed and flicked, my moans turning to grunts, then to pleading erotic shouts. My sweat ran in rivulets down my legs and around my waist causing my skin to shine like polished ivory. My whole lower groin glowed pink from my masturbation. I felt a thunderous orgasm rippling to a crisis in my belly. My shouts of pleasure where now howls, punctuated by gasps for air as waves of spasm flowed from my crotch, through my belly and to my breasts, which rose blocking my view of the girls and subsiding as I violently moaned.
I could feel myself nearing the critical point of orgasm and was worried that I would collapse in exhaustion before I reached orgasm. I tried to focus on the balcony that appeared momentarily between my breasts until eclipsed by my thrusting pubic mound. As my moaning became more erratic and my gasps for breath change to a painful tearing sound, I felt the familiar sensation of the final stages of orgasm. I tried to see Theresa on the balcony, but thought I saw only two figures. I wanted to see her and hold her vision in my mind as I peaked. My erratic breathing was now punctuated by pleading sobs. The muscles in my arms burned like fire but my sexual need drove me on. I tried to raise my head to see Theresa's long hair but couldn't see anything through my tear-filled eyes. My ecstatic cries had now become one long moaning cry, punctuated in volume by each contraction of my hands and spasm deep in my belly.
I gave up trying to see the girls and laid my head flat back on the cushion and cried out with each thrust of my hands. Suddenly my body seemed to take on a life of its own and my hips bucked and thrust, fucking hard into my hands. How I wished that Paulina or the mysterious Theresa was there with me. I wished she was between my thighs. A rumbling sensation gripped my groin and with one loud ecstatic scream that dwindled into a tearful cry, my body the began fast pulsing bucks or uncontrollable orgasmic spasms. My body rippled in pleasure for about 30 seconds before my muscles gave out and I let my arms fall to my sides.
I closed my eyes and laid back on the love seat. My hips were still thrust upward for all to see. I was covered in the sweat and sexual secretions of the two most powerful sexual experiences I could have ever hoped for. My chest heaved as I panted like and exhausted baby doe who, now chased down by a relentless lioness, had surrendered to her merciless will. Last night I thought that lioness was my friends, but now I know she is called Sappho and she lives within my loins. I knew I would recover only to tease her and again be pursued only to surrender to her erotic will.
I lifted my arms and wiped from my eyes the semi-congealed glaze from last night's time face buried in nose-deep in Leanne's vagina. I brought the back of my hand to my mouth and enjoyed reliving the taste of her sex. I continued to wipe the sexual honey from my face, each time sucking the dripping nectar from my fingers and drawing pleasure from the memory. I opened my eyes to see a beautiful woman with long flowing tawny hair kneeling between my thighs. This was Theresa. She had beautiful blue-grey eyes and olive skin like Leanne. She smiled, but I had no energy to move.
"There is only one word that describes her," said the woman to Paulina.
"What word is that?"
"Wanton," said the woman who was closely inspecting my nether regions. "She knows no restraint, no threshold of pain, no shame, and no moral code that can hold her back." The woman ran her hands up and down my sweat drenched inner thighs. "Look at the little thing. She is so exhausted she has no reaction to my touch. Her muscles have spent all they can deliver driving her to orgasm."
"She is only thirteen, you know."
"Really?" Theresa said in amazement. "She does look thirteen, but who'd have thought..." Theresa looked to me and asked, "What is your name sweetness?"
I couldn't speak. I was still panting in short breaths like young wounded animal.
"Her name is Mandy. Amanda actually," said Paulina.
"The name suits her," said Theresa. "I think she suits you too." Theresa looked lovingly to Paulina and I saw she caressed the back of my friend's naked thigh.
"We can share her," Paulina said nervously, "if you'd like to, that is?"
"You and I, and ..." she hesitated, "and Mandy. Yes that would be good for all three of us."
I wanted to add my agreement to the suggestion, but had no energy to speak. Theresa placed her long-fingered slender hand on my belly, feeling the rise and fall of my waiste. She slid her hand down across my belly, drawing it down firmly over my mons so that it parted my sodden labia. I could feel her, but had no erotic feeling, nor strength to resist her. Theresa lifted her hand in front of Paulina and formed her fingers into a narrow cone.
"She's too small," said Paulina.
"She won't be for long.
"Astonishing," she said. "Has Susan Travers met her?"
"She watched," said Paulina. "Leanne and Kelly are over next door with her now."
Theresa then slowly thrust one, two, and then three fingers into my vagina and explored my sex. My tender pussy was beginning to sting from the thrashing I had given it. Theresa's fingers felt hot against my flesh as they were pushed in, but thankfully I was still well lubricated. Theresa drew her fingers out and brought her now dripping hand to her mouth and cleaned her hand with her tongue. Obviously she also took pleasure in the taste.
"Delightful," she said and now lowered her face to my open pussy, sucking and lapping my dripping sex. "She is too tired. Delicious, but too tired," Theresa said, as she drew back from my thighs. "I want her badly but she is too exhausted for play. I am going to phone the other two and tell them not to bother coming here now. We would damage her physically and emotionally"
"I have the house to myself for the weekend," said Paulina. "Why don't you come over and stay tonight?"
Theresa brightened and smiled. "I will." She wiped the remainder of my juice from her face with a handkerchief and continued. "Just me and you then, not the others for now. I don't think this little thing could stand all of us, and I want her badly."
"I am going to go to bed with Mandy and will phone you when we wake up."
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I hoped you liked my story. If you want to discuss it with me or just say hello then you can email me at mailto:amandarhondstadt@yahoo.com.au and I will try to reply promptly. For those who are interested, Paulina and Theresa are both real people, but their names have been changed. This chapter of the story is only loosely based on truth. Paulina and Theresa (names changed) are both teasing exhibitionists, so this story grew out of a "what if" fantasy between Paulina and me. I hope you liked the story. Please write and tell me, or just write for a chat if you want. Bye for now, Love Mandy. Xxx