When I got back from the run John took me into the garage where I discovered an electrician who, when he saw the naked and sweaty me, looked more shocked than if he’d touched a live wire. John explained to him that it was me who was getting an electric car and that I’d be the one that needed to know how to charge it.
The poor man looked very nervous as he explained how to charge the car that I’d be getting. I guess that it didn’t help the poor man when I moved my right hand to my left tit and started idly playing with my nipple and the jewellery, and the fact that John had stood in his usual position and was fondling my other tit.
Anyway, there wasn’t that much to it and it didn’t take long for the man to finish and leave. When I said to John that it was cruel to keep embarrassing the poor man like we had all he could do was laugh.
After I’d had a shower John told me to put some clothes on because we were going out for lunch, then to the car dealers to collect the car. Lunch was at a pub near the car dealers and to be honest, it wasn’t that great, nor was the lighting so I didn’t have to worry (ha) about anyone looking up my skirt.
The car dealership was different in that two salesmen rushed over to us when they saw us walking in through the door. I’d worn an ultra short dress with a loose fitting top part and I got both salesmen to show me all the functions and the display information of my new car, and I just had to try out each seat, getting in and out in a very un-lady like way so that they both saw that I was knickerless. Whenever I was bent over one of the salesmen was behind me looking up my skirt and the other one was in front of me looking down my top.
When it came to doing all the paperwork they wanted my signature four times and I stood and bent forwards to sign on their desk knowing that my top would fall away from my chest letting them have a good look at my tits. They might only be small but those guys certainly liked looking at them.
I never realised that collecting a new car would take so long and involve the new owner having to bend over so much.
Finally everything was sorted and John and I were walking to my first ever car. John made sure that I was settled in okay and was happy that I knew what I was doing then he went to his car and I followed him home. As soon as we got home I put the location in to the satnav because I still wasn’t that familiar with where I was now living and if / when I went anywhere on my own I wanted to make sure that I could get back home.
I put the car in the garage not knowing when I would use it again.
That night in bed when we were both just laying there in post coital bliss I said,
“John, you’ve met my friends but you’ve never mentioned your friends, you do have some don’t you?”
“I do, and you are going to meet them next weekend.”
“Tell me more.”
“I’ve been holding off on telling you about my main group of friends until I thought the time was right but now that you’ve mentioned it I think that now is the right time.”
“What are you talking about John?”
“Well, I play rugby in the winter months and the pre-season meeting / party is next weekend and I would like you to come along and meet all my friends.”
“Will this be an all male party? Do you want me to strip for all your rugby player mates? Or do you want them to gang-bang me?”
“Yes, no and no, well not unless you want to.”
“It’s always been a fantasy of mine to be gang-ganged by a football team but I guess that a rugby team would be just as good but it’s always been just a fantasy to help me get off when I was frigging myself in bed on a night but would you really be happy to let all your mates fuck me John?”
“Yes, I would, but only if you want to, I would never put any pressure on you to do it.”
“After what you’ve made me realise about myself you won’t need any pressure John. So tell me about this party.”
“Well, the players meet up at the club and have a meeting to make sure that everyone is still around and wants to play in the next season’s games. There will probably, hopefully, be some new guys coming along who would like to join the team. We talk about the team, the fixtures, the training and anything else that needs to be talked about then the bar is opened and the team building starts.”
“You mean the drinking?”
“Exactly.”
“And where do I fit in with this?”
“Well I was thinking that you’d make a great mascot for the season.”
“You mean a naked mascot?”
“Do you see these army mascots wearing clothes?”
“They’re goats or something like that.”
“But are they wearing any clothes?”
“No, well maybe something on their backs.”
“Well there’s your answer Jade.”
“You’re not expecting me to run up and down the touchline totally naked at each game are you? It gets bloody cold in winter around here.”
“No, not naked, well naked under a nice warm coat, you could then open your flasher coat to the opposition to distract them or flash our team to remind them what they will get if we win.”
“Got it all worked out haven’t you John? And what’s this ‘what they will get if we win’?”
“Yeah, if we win, in the showers after the game you can let those who score points fuck you and those who don’t score you can just give them a blowjob.”
“So you’d want me to let players who scored gang-bang me and then me to give the rest of the team a blowjob? Is it League or Union?”
“League.”
“So say four players score I’d be gang-banged by four players and then I have to give nine blowjobs?”
“You don’t have to do anything Jade, it’s all up to you.”
“Maybe I want to do it.”
“I know what girl’s mean by ‘maybe’, you’re thinking about doing just that right now aren’t you Jade?”
“I cannot lie to you John, I am thinking just that. Will you fuck me whilst I’m still thinking about it?”
Ten minutes later the conversation continued from where it was interrupted.
“So I can tell the guys that they can expect a pleasant reward if the team wins and a more pleasant surprise if they score then?”
“You can John but I hope that you score at every game. Hey, what about away games, will that be the same?”
“Yes, why not, assuming that the other team has good facilities.”
“And how do you get to these away games?”
“Coach, and yes, you can repeat your rewards on the way home if you want.”
“I love you John.”
“Don’t get too carried away Jade, we might loose every game.”
“And if you loose can I go and do the same for the opposition?”
“No, that’s their mascot’s job.”
“So do all the teams in your league have a mascot, a naked girl that does everything that you’ve just told me about for their team?”
“Not that I know of but you can start a new trend.”
“Well I suppose that that’s one way of making rugby more popular. Does the rest of your team know about your plans?”
“No, not yet.”
“They might not want a girl invading their testosterone fuelled environment?”
“Are you crazy? Of course they will, you should see them at the Christmas party when we get a stripper in, the poor girl is lucky to get out of the place in one piece and those girls probably can’t walk properly until the new year. No, my idea won’t take any selling, just me laying down a few rules.”
“Like what?”
“Like not pushing a rugby ball up your cunt, or not damaging your body in any permanent way, and, of course, any other restriction that you want adding Jade.”
“What about the other player’s wives and girlfriends?”
“You can let them fuck you if you want Jade.”
“No, I was wondering about their jealousy, would they get pissed off if their man scored a goal and he got rewarded by him fucking me?”
“Those girls are the wives or girlfriends of rugby players, they know what to expect. Besides it’s their beds that the players will go home to. So what do you say Jade?”
“I say take me to this meeting / party and let me meet your friends, but I’ll wear a dress when I go there.”
“What about when you leave there Jade?”
“Maybe my dress will end up in the trash can and you’ll have to buy me a new one.”
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Well readers, that’s basically how my new life started, just a few things that I’ll briefly update you about because the start of them, or ideas for them, were mentioned earlier.
Jenny and Rose come round usually on a Sunday and they both strip almost as soon as they her here. John does fuck them both and our four-way sessions usually leave the poor man totally exhausted and he usually just watches us mess about in the swimming pool before Jenny and Rose have to go home.
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John takes me to the Drunken Duck nearly every week, but not on the same evening. Both John and Ken like to vary the day so as to get expectant punters in most nights of the week. Things have progressed from just the customers groping me and then me frigging myself for them to watch, to me giving blowjobs to some of them and letting some of them fuck me, all whilst the other customers watch and I have to say that I’m getting to know some of the locals quite well. There’s even one of the younger local guy’s wife who comes in and she is happy getting naked and us doing a 69 for the other customers to watch.
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I’ve modelled for two different photography clubs in the pub’s function room and outside in the woods for one of them so far. That’s the same one that asked me to bring a dildo and masturbate for them, them telling me that the wanted to capture my facial expressions as I orgasm.
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So far John has only taken me to one meeting of the Multiple ‘O’ club and it was as John expected. All girls had to strip naked as soon as they arrived and we took it in turns to see how many times we could make ourselves cum in thirty minutes. They have these heart rate monitors that they put on the girls to make sure that they don’t fake and orgasms.