“Oh yeah?” They’re waiting at a traffic light. Evan’s eyes roll playfully and he clutches her side again.
Lisa jumps and squeezes her arm down tight. “Don’t!” she cries, giggling some more.
He chuckles. “Still as ticklish as ever, huh?”
“Yes but don’t! I mean it!”
“What about your knees? They still ticklish too?” he asks and clutches one, making Lisa shriek and grab his wrist to keep him away.
“Alright, you do the gears,” he tells her, and he drives off. “Okay – second.” Lisa pulls the stick back, crunching it into second, giggling even more. “Third!” She pushes it forward and it slots in easily that time. “Fourth,” he says, and she pulls the stick back. “Good job! I told you you could drive this old bus.”
“No thanks, I prefer sitting here in the middle.”
Evan grins and winks at Alan. “Where you can’t get away,” he teases and clutches her knee again, squeezing and gripping a little higher as she laughs and squirms.
“Don’t!” she pants, holding his wrist but not trying to push him away this time. “Meanie!”
He’s still holding her thigh, his thumb on the outside, his fingers between her legs. “What do you say, Alan – one more tickle or has she had enough?”
Alan’s face is red, his jaw set. “I think she’s had enough….”
“So – enough until we get home and then one more big one, eh?”
“No! Not one more big one!” Lisa cries.
“Quick – third!” Evan tells her, and she pushes the gear stick into third as they slow nearing their driveway. “Second,” Evan commands, his hand still upon Lisa’s thigh and squeezing a little – not tickling so much as feeling her.
Lisa pulls her bag from the floor onto her lap as the pickup lurches around the corner and onto the driveway. It’s a long way to the house and Evan’s driving slowly. Her bag is their beach carry-all, large enough to conceal the hand still upon her thigh from her boyfriend. Lisa’s heart is pounding with anticipation of the older man’s fingers moving. “You should find everything you need down here in this shed,” Evan says to Alan, veering onto the track down to a small timber pier that is on the river bordering the farm.
As Evan pulls up in front of the shack, he removes his hand from Lisa’s leg and moves the gear stick to neutral. He turns off the truck. “Have a quick look and see if you need anything from the store, Alan.”
Alan gets out of the truck but leaves the door open. As soon as he’s inside the small timber shed, Evan grabs Lisa’s sides and tickles her. She shrieks and squirms back onto the seat, and he climbs onto his knees and over her. He’s clutching her ribs and she’s gripping his arms and rolling around laughing. She tucks up her knees but he just switches and grips her thighs.
“Enough! I give up,” she cries.
He relents but remains kneeling over her. She lies there panting and still giggling. She relaxes her legs, her dress bunched up around her waist and her bikini pants on display. The older man’s eyes rove upward from them to her heaving chest. He looks up from there to meet her gaze, his eyes tinged with more than fun now. Lisa bites a lip. His eyes lower to her body again. She lies still while he looks at her. He glances at the shed then meets her eyes again. His fingers are twirling the string at her hip. Lisa’s heart stops pounding and virtually quivers as he winds the string around a finger and pulls it taut then tugs more. It’s knotted firmly and doesn’t undo other than the bow. He smiles. “That’s cheating.”
“Uh huh,” Lisa utters.
He pulls the string at her other hip and slips that bow as well, his brows waggling playfully. Lisa lifts to her elbows and looks over her shoulder to where her boyfriend went. Evan walks fingers up her sides and clutches her ribs but doesn’t tickle yet.
“Um…. No….” she whines. “No more tickles….”
He holds her eyes, his smile fading again. He looks at her chest and strokes back down to her hips. He quickly glances at the shed then meets her eyes. “You have nice tits, Lisa. Do you ever go topless at the beach?”
Lisa’s blush rises. “I never have.”
“It would be nice to go one day while you’re here…. I’d love to see them – to see you topless.”
“Oh you would, would you?” Lisa replies, shaking her head. “You’re so bad, Evan.”
“That’s because you’re hot, baby. Just looking at you makes me want to be bad. It always has.” He checks for Alan again. “Just lift up your dress and show me? Just a quick flash?”
“No! Evan!” Lisa scolds, giggling.
His grin is cheeky now. “Aw, come on – just a little look?” He tugs at the neckline of her dress, his eyes boggling.
Lisa covers her breasts with her hands but her mind is racing as she checks for her boyfriend again. She turns back to the older man. He’s smiling, his eyes alive with excitement. “But I can’t, Evan. That would be wrong of me.”
Evan smiles bigger. “Yeah, but you wanted to, didn’t you?” He sits back in his seat.
Lisa gets up and tugs the skirt of her dress down. She deliberately went braless to tease the guy. He’s not wrong. “It doesn’t matter what I might or might not want to do. It only matters what I’m supposed to do,” she tells him, challenging with a grin of her own.
Evan laughs. Alan comes from the shed with two fishing rods and a tackle box. He puts them in the back of the pickup and climbs in there, giving a thumbs-up through the rear window.
Lisa meets Evan’s gaze as he drives off towards the house. She bites a lip. His eyes lower to her chest then lift again. “It would be good if Alan agreed to the topless beach. It would be even sexier if he was there to see a bunch of other men check you out.”
Lisa just blushes and glances away, chewing on her smile.
Evan chuckles. “You DO like the idea, don’t you?”
Lisa just glances.
“I know you do, baby…. I think we need to try and talk Alan into it.”
“Yeah sure!” Lisa returns incredulously.
“There would be other women topless as well. He might like to go for a look.”
“Hmm – maybe…. He probably wouldn’t mind checking out the other women, but he wouldn’t like the idea of me taking my bikini top off.”
“He could hardly complain if he was enjoying the view. It would probably be best not to say anything until after we got there, I suppose. Then once in the mood with everyone else – just slip yours off as well…. No big deal….”
“Hmm – no big deal, huh?”
They pull up at the house. Alan jumps down and gets Lisa’s door. She goes inside and leaves the guys talking about fishing again. The strings from her bikini pants are dangling down her legs and from the bottom of her dress. She goes up to the bedroom she and Alan are using and strips the bikini pants, pulling on sky-blue panties. She holds her dress up and checks them in the mirror, her landing strip visible through the lace, the high cut up to her hips.
Lisa tosses her dress and pulls on a little tank top then flops on the bed. She’s quite sleepy. It’s a hot afternoon so she gets up and turns on the ceiling fan. She then blushes to herself and cracks open the door. The room is along a landing and at the end, so there’s no reason for Evan to walk past – the idea thrilling all the same.
Alan comes in when Lisa is just about asleep. He closes the door behind him, his eyes wide. “Lisa! What if he sees you?”
“But it’s too hot,” Lisa whines. “Plus Evan’s virtually family. It’s not like a hotel or anything. I should be allowed to just relax, shouldn’t I?”
“Relax? What do you mean, relax, Lisa?” Alan sits on the bed and squeezes Lisa’s leg affectionately.
“I don’t know…. I just feel like being different somehow – like to be more sexy or something.”
“But you’re always sexy.”
“Yeah? Do you think so?”
“Sure!”
“And do you think other people see me as sexy? Do you think other
men do?”
“Other men? What do you mean?”
Lisa sits up hugging her knees. “Well – do you see other girls sometimes and think they look sexy?”
“Um….”Alan frowns.
“I know you do, Alan. You don’t have to pretend you don’t. All guys look at women.”
“Yeah – but that’s other women. Not my girlfriend.”
“Oh really! And don’t you think I still want to be seen as sexy, like other women? Should I stop being female now that we’re together?”
“No! Of course not.”
“But all girls like attention. We all like to look pretty and to feel attractive.”
“Yeah, but that’s my job, isn’t it? To give you attention and see you as pretty and attractive?”
“Yes, but you DO notice other women, don’t you, Alan? So, sexy happens for YOU outside of our relationship.” Lisa squeezes her boyfriend’s hand. “I want to be more sexy, Alan. I want you to notice, but I also want other men to notice me.” She shuffles close and cuddles up. “I want it to be other men we know and also complete strangers…. Like here with Evan – I don’t want to have to get fully dressed to go downstairs. Or if it’s too hot like this, I want to be able to come up here and undress to have a lie down.” Lisa whispers the next bit, “I actually don’t mind if Evan sees me like this, Alan….”
Alan’s eyes are wide, his mouth hanging open.
“I get so excited just thinking about it,” Lisa goes on whispering. “It makes me crazy, Alan….”
“It does?” Alan croaks.
“Uh huh – so crazy that I want to do something.”
“Something?” Alan looks down at where Lisa is squeezing him through his shorts.
“Something bad,” Lisa breathes into his ear. “I think you know what that is.”
Alan gulps. “Do you mean…? Like we usually do?”
“Uh huh. Except this time I’m going to swallow….” She moves away and lies back on the bed. “And you can film it if you want, but do it quick before I change my mind.”
“I can film it? Seriously?”
“Yes.”
“Even your face?”
“Uh huh. Just quickly, though.”
Alan gets out his phone and pushes his shorts down. He gets into position kneeling over Lisa and starts stroking off while holding his phone up and filming what he’s doing. Without the camera, this is something they do often, but when Alan’s ready to shoot, Lisa lifts and opens her mouth for him. He usually cums on her breasts and neck. This time his thick spurts of semen cover her tongue and seep into her throat.
Lisa looks at the camera while she swallows the gooey fluid, grimacing at the taste of it. Alan has slumped over her, and she sucks him in and lashes his softening cock with her tongue.
She takes him from her mouth. “Did you like that?” she asks, smiling up at him. “Did you get it all?”
“Aw, baby, that was amazing. That felt so great.” Alan fixes his pants and sits beside Lisa. He checks the film clip. Lisa watches too. The quality is good—a bit shaky, but clear and it has captured the semen going into her mouth, as well as her expression when she swallowed it. “That’s so hot, baby,” Alan says. “That’s so fucking hot.”
“Okay, but I want to have a sleep now,” Lisa tells him.
“Sure. I have to go down to the bait shop then I’m going to try to catch something for dinner.”
“Alright – go catch us some fish.”
Alan kisses Lisa’s cheek and leaves her, smiling back from the door. “Thanks, baby. That was so great.”
“Hmm – it tasted yucky, though.”
“Really? Thanks even more then.”
Lisa shrugs a little, her blush rising. “So, can you leave the door open? Let Evan have a look at me if he comes past? I’ll just lie like this on top of the sheet so I’m not covered at all.”
Alan looks down over the landing then back at Lisa. “Do you mean leave the door just open a bit?”
“I think it would be best if it was wide open. That way if he goes to the bathroom, he’ll see my legs and maybe walk along here for better look. If the door’s almost closed he’ll think I want privacy.”
“Oh…. Well maybe it would be best if I hung around. I don’t have to go fishing. I could go in the morning instead.”
“No – you can go, Alan. Don’t you want to do this now? Didn’t you like what I just did for you?”
“Yeah – but I don’t know about actually doing it, Lisa. It was exciting when you were talking about it, but for real?”
Lisa bites a lip. “Well, that old lady at the pool this morning told me some stuff about when she was young. She said her boyfriend actually wanted her to have sex with some other guy. And she did it. Like, every night for about a week.”
Alan frowns. “Like swingers?” He sits back on the bed beside Lisa.
“Yeah, I guess. She was saying that they got married young and she hadn’t been with any other men. She said it’s been like this big exciting thing ever since then with her boyfriend. She said he’s been crazy for sex all their lives since then.” Lisa fiddles with her boyfriend’s fingers for a moment. He’s fiddling back, sitting quietly gazing down at their hands. “Thinking about that made ME a bit crazy,” she goes on.
Alan gulps again. “And that’s why you wanted to taste me and let me film it?”
Lisa nods. “Yeah. Although I can’t believe I let you film me…. Are you going to put it online?”
Alan glances up. He takes a breath. “Should I?”
“I don’t know. You’re the one who’s been going on about making a porno clip all the time. Isn’t that why you wanted to?”
“Yeah, but it’s easy to see it’s you in that one. What if everyone saw it?”
“Well, I don’t know, Alan…. If you decide you want to post it on one of those sites, I’m not saying no. I felt like I wanted to be bad because I was feeling extra sexy, so there it is – me being bad.”
“And do you just want to be extra sexy around Evan?” Alan asks tentatively. “Does it have to be to other men as well or just him? He’s sort of okay – almost like family. Although family would be kind of weird….”
“I know what you mean. He’s been around since I was little. But I don’t know. Maybe to try it with other guys…. Lots of women go topless at the beach here. Maybe we could try that?”
“Completely topless?”
“Yeah, I’d probably want to taste you every night for a week after doing that.”
Alan blushes. “Oh yeah? Promise?”
Lisa glares at him. “Hey you – I wasn’t being serious!” She punches his arm.
He chuckles. “It was worth a try.”
“Huh! Fine then. I’ll do it every night while we’re here, but I’m allowed to tease other men with my boobs and you have to let me.”
Alan’s face reddens, his expression losing any mirth. “Okay then. Plus I can film it again.”
Lisa feels her blush rise too. She holds his gaze steadily then takes a breath. “Okay – deal,” she answers evenly. “But if it’s every night with the other, then I’m going to be dressing sexy all the time…. Just so you know.”
Alan nods. “It’s actually sort of exciting to think about you doing it here, Lisa. It’s seems alright just talking about it like this.”
“Okay, but let me have a sleep now. I’m tired.”
3
Alan leaves Lisa with the bedroom door halfway open. She dozes off immediately and doesn’t wake until it’s dark, not knowing whether or not Evan has peeped at her sleeping in her underwear. She sits up and stretches. She can hear the guys talking downstairs and can smell fish cooking.
Lisa dares a quick dash to the bathroom without getting dressed. She spends a while freshening up and fixing her hair. She smooths her panties and tugs her tank top down in the mirror. Her top is short and doesn’t cover her belly.
As Lisa opens the bathroom door, a man approaching from the stairs stops and look
s at her. He’s a grey haired man. He smiles. “Hey….” His gaze travels down Lisa’s body and back up. “Sorry. I just needed the bathroom,” he says.
“Oh, of course.” Lisa fiddles with the hem of her top, blushing fully.
“You’d be the young guy’s girlfriend?” He nods a greeting. “I’m a friend of Evan’s. George.”
“Hi, I’m Lisa.”
“Nice to meet you, Lisa.” His eyes take another tour. “Are you coming down? Dinner’s almost ready.” He steps close. Lisa is clutching the door frame behind her back. He tilts his head, looking at her breasts then her panties. “Nice…” he whispers and steps past.
Lisa jolts out of her trance and hurries along to her bedroom. She remains peeping around the doorway until the man comes from the bathroom and walks down the stairs. She then closes her door and flops on the bed, her heart pounding, her belly tingling.
Oh my god what am I even doing?
She thinks of what to put on and decides on a green halter-neck stretch cotton dress to mid-thigh. Her breasts bulge from the sides a bit—the white roundness of them. She’s about to walk out the door when she suddenly stops and pulls off her panties, tossing them on the bed. She then hurries from the room and to the stairs before chickening out.
“There she is!” Evan calls out. He’s the first to see her from out on the back deck where they’re barbequing the fish. Lisa walks outside plucking at the sides of her dress. Evan wolf whistles, making her blush and smile. She goes to him at the barbeque. The older man is sitting nearby in a deck chair. Alan is kicking a football down the end of the back yard with his young brother and his brother’s best friend. “You met George?” Evan checks with her.
“Yeah, we met,” Lisa replies, smiling over.
“That’s a hot little dress,” Even goes on, hugging Lisa to his side and squeezing her hip. His hand also rubs up and down. “And smooth,” he whispers.
“Pretty dress—pretty girl,” George agrees, tipping a beer in salute.
“Thank you,” Lisa says to them both, looking down at herself and plucking at the clingy garment.
“Except she’s super ticklish,” Even teases and clutches her side. Lisa giggles and squirms her arm down tight. “But she secretly loves it, don’t you?”
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