I cupped my pussy and thought,
“Shit girl, you’re all wet, what’s wrong with you? Stop it.””
And I realised that it wasn’t just my nipples that were tingling.
“Oh my gawd Ella, you can’t go out there like this.” My brain was saying, but my legs were already walking to the door.
My heart was pounding as I opened the door, looked round the edge of the door and was overwhelmed by all the comments that started. Everyone in the shop was there waiting for me to come out of the back room so that they could look at ME. ME, these people want to see ME in this bikini. I wonder if they realised what sort of bikini I had changed in to.
As I fully opened the door Chuck stepped in front of me, picked up my right hand and kissed it.
“My dear, you will never know how perfect you look. Doesn’t Ella look perfect Carrie?” Chuck said as he gently led me to the middle of the shop.
“She certainly does Chuck. I’m pleased to see that you shave Ella. It would be a big sin to have lots of ugly hair spoiling that view, and I’m sure that you are enjoying the feelings that I’m sure you are getting.”
“I, I shave every morning.” I replied.
“I used to,” Carrie said, “but then I discovered laser hair removal and now I will never have to shave again, Chuck loves the feeling, don’t you honey?”
“Yes, a smooth pussy is the best, and Carrie has got me to have mine removed as well. The feeling when we fuck is amazing.”
I filed that statement away for later in my life.
By then I was feeling relaxed, happy, contented and aroused, very aroused. So much so that I could feel the insides of my thighs getting wet. When I thought about all the people looking at my bare tits and slit my arousal seemed to get stronger.
“My gawd, I’m enjoying standing here virtually naked, this is amazing.” I thought.
Then the photographs started. Of course I knew that my nipples and slit were being photographed and not only didn’t I care, I was starting to like the idea, the fact that my slit and pussy were going to end up on a computer somewhere was making me feel even better about myself. Then I thought about the possibility of those photographs being posted on the internet and I got really horny.
As Carrie and Chuck directed me into different poses, Chuck said,
“I love the expressions Ella, you look like you’re just about to be fucked”
I was about to reply with,
“I feel like I want to be fucked, it’s been way too long since I had a cock inside me.”
But I just managed to stop myself.
Chuck finished taking the photographs then led me over to the sales counter. As he was loading the photographs onto his laptop Carrie was serving customers who were stood right next to me, and I was still wearing only that strings only bikini.
I couldn’t help feeling nice, really nice. Not only was I not at all embarrassed, I was thinking that maybe I’d been wrong about my body for all those years.
The first photograph appeared on the screen and I have to say that I was impressed. I even had to check the face on the screen to make sure that it was me. I looked amazing.
Chuck scrolled to next photograph and I looked just as good. On it went until the first photograph of me in the second bikini came on the screen.
I gasped a little at the sight of first my nipples, that looked much bigger than I remembered, then my pussy. I gasped again as I saw my clit sticking out. I looked closer thinking that maybe my body had sprouted some inner labia, but no, it was definitely my clit.
“Oh my gawd,” I said, “I never realised that it stood out that much.”
“Well you were really turned on at the time.” Chuck said.
“Yes I am, err, was. Oh, all this is making me so horny.”
“Let’s finish looking at the photographs then we’ll talk about what happens next.” Chuck said.
I was too absorbed, shocked, impressed, turned on, whatever, as I looked at the photographs, to think about what Chuck had said. I really liked what I saw.
When the slide show came to the end I realised a few things. Firstly, I did have an attractive body. Secondly, I was proud of my body. Thirdly, I wanted other people to see what I was proud of. I remembered what I was wearing and I turned and saw that there were still a few people in the shop that were staring at me. They’d been staring at my bare butt all the time that I’d been looking at the photographs, and now they were staring at my little tits and pussy – again.
Fourthly, what did Chuck mean about what happens next?
I turned to Chuck and asked him what he meant.
Not saying anything, Chuck took my hand and led me into the back room. There I saw that Carrie had setup some lights and cameras in front of that green wall.
“There you are Ella,” Carrie said, “We thought that you might like to make a video while you’re in such a good mood.”
“What sort of video?” I asked.
“Well,” Carrie continued, “everyone can see that you are a very happy and horny girl, and you said that you don’t have a boyfriend so we thought that you might want to have Chuck fuck you.”
I should have been shocked and told them to fuck off, but both my body and my brain were stopping me. I needed to be fucked, I needed a cock inside me. My newly found confidence about my body, and my desires were telling me that I needed Chuck to fuck me.
“But Chuck is your boyfriend Carrie.”
“That’s okay Ella, we have this sort of open relationship, we can each fuck who we want but the other has to be there watching.”
All the previous times that I have had sex with a boy it has been in the dark, but here I was seriously considering having sex with Chuck, another girl’s boyfriend, with her watching, in a brightly lit room and her videoed what was happening.
The old me would have been way too shy to even think about it but today, the new me, the enlightened me, did something that I have never done before, I put my hand on the bulge in Chuck’s jeans and said,
“Let’s see just how big this is.”
“Keep going Ella.” Carrie said.
So I did something else that I’ve never done before, I unzipped Chuck’s jeans and took a hold of his cock. It looked mighty big to me, but there again, I am not an expert on male genitalia, it could have been quite small for all I knew.
Anyway, I then did something else new to me, I dropped to me knees and started wanking his cock which was only a few centimetre from my face. After a minute or so Chuck said,
“Lick it Ella, suck it.”
So I did. Natural instinct took over and I was soon bobbing up and down on that cock, taking tit o the back of my mouth.
After a minute or so Chuck backed away and, putting his hands on my arms, he helped me get to my feet.
“Turn around Ella and bend over, touch your ankles.”
I did, and knowing what was about to happen I spread my feet wide. Then I felt Chuck’s cock slide up my butt crack while his hands went round me and cupped my tits.
“That’s nice,” I thought, “it’s been too long since a man held my tits.”
As Chuck played with my nipples I felt his hips back off me, then his cock sliding along my slit.
“You’re so wet Ella, you really want this don’t you?”
“Just fuck me Chuck, I’ve nearly forgotten what it’s like.”