The Unwritten Rules, naked coed exhibitionists

by Ardor

  “If you're going to do what I think you're going to do Joan actually used a similar technique on me last night. She used her fingers though.” Kayla said leaning in a little closer.

  “There are many variations to most any technique really. This one works well for this position though.” Stacy said as she continued to work on my pussy. “Now watch this. If you make it a smooth transition it'll really send her flying.”

  “Wait, wait, wait, Joan, spread your cheeks I really want to be able to see what she's doing.” Kayla said eagerly.

  “Oh God,” I said in a breathy voice, “you two are killing me here.”

  “Then spread 'em so I can continue the demonstration.” Stacy said with a smile.

  My hands were still holding onto my butt cheeks but I had let them close when Stacy started to work on my pussy. I lifted myself back up again, slid my hands in just a bit more and then pulled my cheeks wide open.

  “How's that? Can you see now?” I asked panting.

  “Oh, that's perfect. I can see everything now.” Kayla said happily.

  “Good then watch this.” Stacy said as she gently pulled her thumb out of my pussy and replaced them with two fingers.

  “You're not going to go straight in with your thumb?” Kayla asked obviously expecting that she would have.

  “Oh no, you never want to surprise someone with a finger up their butt. Even someone as aroused as Joan obviously is. So you knock at the back door like this.” Stacy said rubbing her thumb, which was covered in my juices, over my butt hole.

  When I moaned Stacy said, “See, her butt hole is practically kissing my thumb. Now she's ready to be penetrated.”

  Stacy gently, but firmly, pressed her thumb against my butt hole and it slowly entered me. I breathed in sharply as her thumb slipped inside me.

  “Are you OK Joan?” Stacy asked.

  “God yes, but please, finish me, please.” I begged.

  Kayla leaned in even closer to get a better look at the way Stacy’s fingers moved in and out of me. Then she put her hand on my clit, leaned over and whispered in my ear. “Oh my God Joan you are so fucking hot. I loved watching Stacy's thumb go inside you. Does it feel good?”

  “Uh huh.” I said in a breathy voice.

  “Do you wanna come?” She asked me.

  “Please, yes, please.”

  Kayla kissed me and then said, “I wanna watch your butt hole twitch around Stacy's thumb when you do it so come good and hard for us.”

  She kissed me again one more time before she leaned back in the other direction. I looked up at both of them. We were all naked but I was the spread wide open, two fingers and a thumb inside me center of attention. There was no door on my room and anyone could, and probably would, walk by and be able to see right in.

  As I imagined the entire school walking by my doorway Kayla started to stroke my clit. Just like I had done last night to her Kayla pinched the skin around my clit with her thumb and forefinger. Then she stroked up and down the length of my clit like it was a tiny penis. All the while Stacy was moving her fingers in and out of me.

  My pussy was soaking wet and made loud squishy noises as Stacy fingered me. I squeezed my asshole down on her thumb so I could really feel it. I didn't want to take my hands off my ass. Kayla wanted to watch me being penetrated and I wanted her to see it. I wanted her to be able to see my asshole squeeze Stacy's thumb tight.

  I was so close to coming now and I wanted my tits squeezed and my nipples pinched. So I waited until just before I started to come. Then I pulled my hands out from under me, grabbed my own tits and squeezed while thrusting my pelvis up at Stacy.

  Stacy and Kayla kept working on me while I crested through wave after wave of pleasure. I moaned loudly and tugged on my own nipples until I finally fell back to the bed panting.

  “Oh, my God,” I said breathing hard, “that was amazing.”

  Stacy gently took her fingers out of me and said, “If you ask me a good orgasm is the real breakfast of champions.”

  “So, um, are either one of you feeling like champions?” I asked putting my hand around Kayla and rubbing her back.

  Kayla looked interested but when I turned to Stacy she said, “I wish I could but believe it or not I have to go into town and get dressed.”

  When Kayla and I looked at her confused Stacy said, “I have this internship at a huge company in town. They didn't mind me interviewing naked but would only give me the opportunity if I wore clothes.” She sighed wistfully and continued by saying, “So I have a friend in town who's letting me borrow some of her things and I have to get used to wearing clothes again. The things we Blanke Schande women have to do to get ahead.”

  Stacy shook her head like the world was being mean to her, laughed at her own joke and then said, “You girls enjoy but don't loose track of time. If you don't hit the showers in about half an hour or so you won't be able to find a clean dry towel until noon.”

  “Don't worry it hasn't taken me more than ten minutes to come since I first stepped on campus.” Kayla said proudly.

  “Blanke Schande will do that for a girl.” Stacy said smiling. Then to me she said, “I'll see you later tonight. Um, after wearing clothes all day I've got a feeling a late breakfast will be just what I need. Is that offer good 'til midnight?”

  “Are you kidding? After what you just did for me? It's good for the next twenty years.”

  “Thanks.” Stacy said giving my pussy a goodbye rub. Then she got up off the bed, grabbed her backpack and said, “Well, I can't put it off any longer. There's a pair of panties and a bra waiting in town for me. Wish me luck.”

  Kayla and I both wished her luck as she walked out the door. I thought about how absurd a woman who didn't want to put on clothes would be in the outside world but then I looked at Kayla and smiled. She smiled at me and reached over and squeezed my right tit. Then she rolled over on top of me and kissed me. We each had a thigh between the other's legs as we made out.

  We kissed for a few minutes and then Kayla asked, “Do you wanna try a sixty-nine?”

  I kissed her back and then said, “I've never done one before.”

  Kayla kissed me and then said, “I've only done it one other time. It was fun though. If you're not into it just say so and we can stop.”

  “You won't be mad?” I asked nervously.

  “No, don't be silly. I’ll be horny though so since you've already come you've gotta promise to bring me off. Watching Stacy finger you got me really hot.”

  “Deal.” I said reaching down with both hands to squeeze her ass.

  She kissed me again as I squeezed her ass. When she came up for air I asked, “Do you want a thumb up your butt?”

  The look in her eye told me yes but she asked, “What did it feel like?”

  I thought for a second to try and come up with the words to describe it.

  “It felt a little fuller than a finger but not by much. I liked it.” I said the last part quietly.

  “That much I could tell.” She sighed and then said, “Rub me, back there, and kiss me.”

  I brushed my fingertips gently over her asshole and kissed her. As I did it I pressed my thigh between her legs. By the way Kayla moaned into my mouth I knew we probably weren't going to get to do a sixty-nine this morning.

  I pressed my fingers against her butt hole but without lube of some kind I didn't want to penetrate her. What I was doing seemed to be more than enough for her though. Kayla ground her pussy up against my leg and I could feel her butt hole grabbing at my finger. I pressed just a bit more and, while I didn't enter her, my finger did sort of sink into her a bit.

  She pulled her lips off of mine and moaned loudly. Then she pressed her face into my neck as she furiously humped my leg. She came quickly; her body twitched around me as she did. When she finished Kayla rolled over on her side, cuddled up to me and said, “That was fantastic. Want me to do you now?”

  “Nah, I'm good. I'd love to stay here and cuddle but we're gonna miss out on t
hose towels.” I said not really wanting to move.

  “Ah, we'll dry off in no time. I'd rather walk around wet for a few minutes than get up right now.”

  “Yeah, me too but I wanted to wash my hair this morning.” We both knew that meant I'd need towels.

  Kayla opened her eyes and said, “Oh look, I can fix that. Hey you, Mr. Lumpy Pants. Wanna do the two women who you're gonna beat off to later a huge favor?”

  To my absolute shock there was what looked like a Freshman guy standing in the doorway watching us.

  “Huh? Oh, yeah sure anything.” He said eagerly.

  “Go to the nearest women's bathroom and grab us a bunch of towels.” Kayla said lazily.

  “OK be right back!” He said and then ran off down the hallway.

  “Being a naked chick rocks.” Kayla said with a chuckle.

  Chapter 22

  Kayla and I just laid there and cuddled for a while. I was beginning to think that Mr. Lumpy Pants had let us down. It had to have been a good fifteen minutes since we sent him off to find us towels. I was trying to gather the energy to get up when I saw him come in the room.

  He came through the door but just barely into the room. He had a large stack of towels with him and he was breathing hard.

  “Sorry it took so long but I didn't know how many towels you needed and I had to go to a few different bathrooms to find these. Where do you want them?”

  “Just put them over there.” I said pointing to Stacy's bed.

  He did as he was told and then turned to look at us. He seemed to want to say something but didn't know what.

  I just looked at him. There, standing in my room with no door, while I laid naked in bed, cuddling with another naked girl, who I'd just made come was a complete stranger. His gazed up our naked bodies but then looked me in right the eye.

  “So, um, there's your towels.” He said kind of awkwardly.

  “Thanks, do you know what time it is? My phone's over by my pack and my hands are kinda full.” I said patting Kayla on the bottom.

  She purred and snuggled up into me.

  He took out his cell phone, pressed a button and said, “It's about 7:15.”

  “Crap.” I said making an unhappy face. “If I get up now I've got just enough time to shower and get to class.”

  Mr. Lumpy Pants made a sympathetic face and shook his head as if to say I feel your pain. I squeezed Kayla's butt, then spanked her a few times lightly and said, “Come on sleepy head let me up. If I'm late for class Ms. Astemendi will probably flay me alive.”

  I put my right foot on the floor and tried to get up. Kayla wrapped herself around my left leg. All I managed to do was give Mr. Lumpy Pants a nice view of me humping thin air.

  I looked over at him. He wasn't staring at my face anymore. I tried to take stock of what I felt. A complete stranger was looking right into my spread open vagina. I was presenting without having even been asking to present. Not that Mr. Lumpy Pants minded. In fact he even seemed a little lumpier if that was possible.

  This strange desire to spread my pussy lips for him came over me. To let him look deep inside me and expose everything to him. I only had one free hand and wasn't sure I had the courage to do it but some part of me wanted to. Some part of me wanted to show him everything. Expose myself completely to this stranger who I knew was going to masturbate to the mental image of my naked body at some point. Just as my right hand started to go between my legs Kayla roused and sat up.

  “Oh, OK, I suppose we should... Well, hello.” Kayla said with a smile looking at my exposed pussy. “Look who else has stuck out their head this morning, little Ms. Clitty. Isn't she cute?” Kayla asked Mr. Lumpy Pants.

  “Um, I...” He stammered.

  “Can't see? Come take a closer look.” Kayla said to him.

  When I breathed out sharply Kayla looked at me and said, “It's OK, think of it as a public service. The boy needs to know these things if he's ever gonna keep a girlfriend. Especially here at BSC.”

  Mr. Lumpy Pants took a few tentative steps forward. When he saw that I didn't say anything he took a few more.

  “No, you can't really see anything from way back there. I want you to get a really good look. Don't you Joan?” Kayla asked.

  “Y-yeah, it's OK.” I said nervously.

  I couldn't believe the words had come out of my mouth. I had just invited a totally strange guy to look at my naked pussy. If he couldn't see my clit before he probably could now, from the moon!

  He stepped up to the bedside, leaned over a little and looked right between my legs.

  “This pink little pearl right here is what all the fuss is about isn't it Joan?” Kayla asked me as she used the thumb and forefinger of her right hand to spread my lips apart and the thumb of her left hand to rub over my clit.

  “Oh, yeah.” I said in a long breathy sigh.

  “I, uh, can't see. Your thumb is in the way.”

  “Sorry, how's this?” Kayla asked moving her thumb out of the way.

  “That's much better I can see everything now. Wow, she's really wet.” Mr. Lumpy Pants said with a goofy grin.

  Kayla had me completely spread open in front of this guy. He even bent down and looked right up into me.

  “You think she's wet now? Watch this.” Kayla said and then pinched my outer lips together around my clit.

  I moaned quietly and wiggled my hips as she stroked my clit. Kayla was practically jerking me off in this guys face. I was getting hotter and hotter by the second.

  “Wow, she really likes that.” The guy said to Kayla.

  “Yeah she does.” Kayla said with a smile. “Know what else some women like?”

  “What?” He asked eager to learn.

  Kayla let go of my outer lips and slipped a finger inside me. Then she hooked it up and rubbed it against the top of my pussy.

  “There's a little bump just inside her pussy, the g-spot. Some women really get off on having that rubbed.”

  “Cool, I didn't know that.”

  “Just rub it gently while giving her clit some attention. You can rub her clit with the base of your finger or your palm, depending on your angle.”

  “Yeah, I can see how that would work.”

  I don't know why but being a demonstration model for female masturbation techniques was becoming a habit with me. For some weird reason it was a huge turn on though.

  Kayla kept masturbating me and everything was great until I started to feel this weird sensation. I could tell I was about to come but somehow something was different. It was much more powerful then I've ever felt before.

  “Kayla, oh my God.” I squeaked out and then made some weird grunting noises.

  “Did I hurt you?” Kayla asked taking her fingers out of me.

  The sensation of Kayla taking her fingers out of me and the way she touched my clit and g spot put me over the edge and I came, hard. As I did I felt something come out of me and my thighs got sprinkled with something wet.

  “Oh gross, she peed on me!” Mr. Lumpy Pants said the orgasm rippled through my body.

  As I collapsed back to the bed panting Kayla said, “That's not pee you dope. A woman can't be that turned on and pee at the same time. That was pussy juice. Joan is a squirter and she just came right in your face. Taste it if you don't believe me.”

  While Kayla laughed I looked up at him almost afraid of what I'd see. His face was wet and so what the front of his shirt. I really doused him.

  “Sorry.” I said embarrassed.

  “I'm not tasting her pee.” He said with an unpleasant look on his face.

  “It's not pee you idiot, look.” Kayla said leaning over my body.

  I couldn't see because her body blocked me. I felt her breasts brush up against me as she leaned over and her tongue as it licked a wet spot on the inside of my thigh.

  “Mmmm, tasty.” Kayla said looking up at him.

  Mr. Lumpy Pants just looked at us dumbfounded but then his tongue come out of his mouth and slowly licked his lip
s.

  “See, not pee is it?” Kayla asked as she sat back up.

  He shook his head no and said, “Uh uh.”

  “Now apologize for calling the lady gross.”

  “I-I'm sorry Joan. I didn't know girls could do that.” He stammered.

  “Good boy. Wipe your face off with a towel and then toss me one.” Kayla instructed.

  Mr. Lumpy Pants went over to the stack of towels on Stacy's bed and tossed one to us. Then he wiped his face with another one. As he was rubbing the towel over his shirt Kayla said, “You'd better go change and wash up. Unless you want to smell like pussy all day.”