One summer’s day I had finished “clearing” the area and had a basket of seeds and cuttings that I was going to plant. The sun was quite hot that day, and I was perspiring a little and had to go back to the house at least a couple of times to fetch some water. “This is ridiculous” I thought, as I toiled in the heat, and I decided to take my top off to let some air get to me. I still had my bra on, and I thought “well, some girls go around in bikinis in the sunshine, and this is no different”. So I removed my top and instantly felt some gratification and relief from the warmth of the day. As I paused to take another sip of water, I was glancing up at the surrounding trees, and I realised that the trees perfectly shielded my little patch from the watchful eyes of the nearby houses. Turning around I saw that the next houses down couldn’t see in either, my house was slightly raised above them, and bushes obscured any view they might have had from the top windows. I realised that they simply couldn’t see me.

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There I was, toiling away in the heat and getting rather hot, when I needn’t really be concerned and could probably do my gardening in my underwear, and the risk of getting caught (although possible if the neighbours were in their gardens, or decided to do some roof work or tree work) was minimal. So I removed my scruffy gardening trousers, slipped off my socks (actually they were nylon ankle-stockings) and there I was in my gardening boots, panties and bra. All of a sudden I felt so exposed, but I decided to press on with my work. All the while I was placing cuttings into the ground, I was acutely aware that I was half naked and in view of anyone who happened to be in a compromising position. How bizarre, I thought, that there I was in panties and bra, and a pair of gardening boots.

All the while I was working, I was feeling more and more comfortable with my situation, and also, I admit, a little horny. I just simply enjoyed the feeling of being exposed. A devious thought entered my mind. Some ladies like to sunbathe topless. Would it really be any different to garden topless? The thought exicited me, and soon I just couldn’t resist slipping off my bra too. Immediately I realised that if I had taken off my bra, it was no different to taking off my panties too, since if I was caught the results would be the same (shocked neighbours no doubt) so without another thought, I slipped them off to. There I was, dressed in nothing but a pair of gardening boots, gardening in the nude. I could feel the sun and by now a cooling breeze all over my naked body.

It felt amazing! I have never felt like that in my life. At the same time I felt both “liberated” and free and comfortable, but also incredibly excited. I stopped for another sip of water, but this time just let it spill down my exposed breasts, finding a path down the curves of my body before running over my nude pussy and dribbling down my legs. “Wow” I thought. How outrageous is this? I dropped down on my knees and grabbed my wet pussy with one hand (wet from both the water and also from my excitement) and rubbed it really hard. In no time at all I came so violently, so wonderfully, every part of my body ached. The orgasm seemed to go on for ages, and by the time I was done, I had to forget about the gardening and go back inside the house (after first getting dressed again) and lie down and rest for a while.

The thought of how amazing this experience was stayed with me, and I have to admit that when the sun is out and the trees are in bloom, you can often find me down in my little “secret garden” getting up to …. aha, that would be telling

Cherise, age not disclosed

OK, so let me get this totally straight first. I never mess around with the workmen and traders, I have never slept with them and they don’t even know that I mess around with them. I love my husband dearly, and would never cheat on him… well, not in the flesh anyways. Let me explain…

It all started when our boiler broke down one day. My husband went off to work and soon after called me to say he had asked a boiler repairman to pop in the following day. I didn’t have much to do the present day, so as usual I took time getting dressed, putting my make up on and generally lounging around. I was naked in my bedroom sitting at my dressing table when I heard a knock at the door.

Not knowing who was at the door, I grabbed a flimsy skirt that was lying on the floor, flung on a tight white cropped top and raced to the door. When I opened it, there stood the repairman come to fix the boiler. He was a day early! I would have tidied the place a little and been appropriately dressed if I had known he was coming today. When I asked him which day he was supposed to come, he was adamant that my husband had said today, there must have been a misunderstanding. Oh well, I explained what the problem was.

As I was talking to him on the doorstep, I noticed his eyes dart down and look at my chest area a couple of times. Typical man I was thinking, although he wasn’t sleazy at all, he was quite polite, and indeed looked away and a little embarrassed every time he caught himself doing it. I let him in, and he walked past me. I ushered him to the back of the house where the boiler was and I was following behind him. I took the opportunity to glance down at my breasts whilst he couldn’t see me “just to check”. To my horror my nipples were rock hard and were standing out quite prominently from under my tight fitting top. No wonder he couldn’t keep his eyes off them! Because the knock at the door had startled me, and I had been naked just before, all the excitement must have aroused them or something.

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I was then thinking about whether to make an excuse and nip upstairs to change my top. No, I thought, then he will realize that I noticed. He has already seen them now anyways, I might as well just leave it be. I showed him the boiler and offered him a coffe, which he accepted. Whilst I was in the kitchen making the coffee, I set about trying to smooth down my top, or make my nipples go soft. I was in for a surprise though, because as my hands brushed against my boobs, I suddenly felt very horny and incredibly excited. I stopped trying to hide them and started rubbing them. Damn it felt so naughty and exciting. I was getting quite horny rapidly. I quickly finished making the coffee and took it back into the workman.

He thanked me, and I sat down on the seat behind him, just across the room. He stuck his head back inside the boiler, he was on his knees attempting to fix it, and I glanced back down at my nipples. They were still very hard and the urge to touch them again was strong. Keeping my eyes fixed on the busy guy, to make sure he couldn’t see me, I raised my hands and brushed each nipple with my fingertips. They got even harder I’m sure, and I got so much more aroused. My entire breasts were getting puffy, and with my eyes still fixed on the repairman I flicked and teased and carressed my nipples. I kept on doing it, getting faster and faster and that’s when I started to feel my pussy getting wet. I mean really wet, I was hyper charged by this act of naughtiness. Suddenly, the repairman pulled his head out from under the boiler and reached for his coffee. My hands dropped straight down to my sides and I smiled and reached for my own coffee, as if nothing in the world was wrong.

I made some polite conversation with him, and then back down his head went and I immediately started fondling my breasts again. A wicked idea entered my mind, and slowly I raised my top. Just a little at first, but I felt braver and braver and eventually it rode up and out popped one of my boobs. My boob was now totally exposed and I was literally only feet away from this guy. My nipple certainly was hard at this point, and I grabbed it between two fingers and started pinching it. Not too hard, but enough to send waves of pleasure through me. My nipples are rather sensitive anyway, and to to me this was bliss. A couple more times he raised his head, I quickly dropped my top back down over my breasts, and we exchanged a few pleasantries, and every time his head went back down, my top went back up. I was making sure to expose both breasts this time, and the pleasure I felt from this was incredible.

After a while the man announced that he was finished, and I agreed to pay the bill. All the while he was talking to me, he didn’t glance down at my chest once, in fact he didn’t even look me in the eyes. He must have been so embarrassed from seeing my nipples before. He couldn’t miss them, they really were poking out a lot.

Suffice to say, when he left my hand went straight under my skirt. I don’t think I had ever been that wet before. It took literally two seconds before I came, and it lasted for a long time.

Nowadays, whenever we have a repairman over, I always make sure I’m appropriately dressed… appropriately to have some fun, I mean. I am always flashing my boobs to them without them knowing, and I am working up the courage to start doing the same with my pussy.

Janet, 30

Some great shared stories on this site, I enjoyed reading them all. I guess I had better share my, erm, “confession” then.

I had moved down south from where my parent’s family home was, with work and relationships. However, I did still try to go and visit them every couple of months. When I visit them I like to take the train, it takes about three or fours hours, but the train is usually not too busy (I don’t travel during commuter hours) and I like to watch the rolling countryside or the bustling cities go by. Plus, I don’t really like driving long distances.

Anyways, one time my father got ill. I won’t go into the details, but he did get better and was on the path to recovery. During the time that he was recovering, my Mom needed more help than usual, and so I began to take weekly trips to visit them. Sometimes I would even travel up and down two or three times a week. As I’m sure you can imagine, the long train journeys started to drag on a bit, and there are only so many books I can read! I took to reading romantic erotic stories to while away the hours.

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One day I was feeling a little sleepy, and actually nodded off in the train seat. This is not a wise thing for a girl travelling alone to do, I know, but the monotonous click click, clack clack of the train tracks has a kind of hypnotic effect I guess. I don’t think I was asleep for long, but as I awoke again I completely forgot where I was and after stretching I stroked my breasts and reached a hand down between my legs just to check, you know, as I often do in the morning. Click click, clack clack. Oh shit, I’m on the train I thought!

I quickly sat upright and looked around to make sure noone had seen my fondling myself in my personal little moment. There were a couple of passengers in front of me, and since I was quite close to the back of the carriage, there wasn’t anybody behind me. I realized I had got away with it. I could imagine the embarrassment I would have felt if somebody had seen me. The embarrassment. I then realized that the thought of getting caught like that was quite appealing. I don’t know why, I have never had those kind of tendencies before, but realizing that I could do something like run my hands between my legs here on a public train and noone knew was suddenly very exciting indeed.

I peered out the window and realized that anyone outside could see straight in. But this was a moving train, noone is standing outside. The closest you can get on a train to someone standing outside is when you are at a station, or when the train passes under the windows of a row of apartments. Peeking around again, I lifted my dress up. First to my thighs, and then right up to my waist, revealing my panties. The feeling was very strange, although amazingly exciting at the same time. My heartbeat had raised a level, and I had a strange complusion to go even further. Slipping a hand under my pantie elastic, I pulled them to one side, and now my pussy was completely exposed. I had never done anything like this on a train ride before, flashing my most initmate body parts like that. I really like it I decided.

The panties are getting in the way I thought, and without a second thought (I really should have been more careful I suppose haha) I raised my butt slightly and slipped them off. Not wasting any time, I put them in my travel bag, and then sat back in the seat again. This time I hitched my dress right up, and parted my legs right there in the seat. The feeling was incredible. I felt so excited, and also completely enveloped in a wave of pleasure. The feeling was instense, and I sat there stroking my pussy ever so softly to encourage it. We passed some houses outside, and I didn’t even bother to cover myself. I imagined men and women peering out of their windows of the moving train, and catching a glimpse of the “mystery pussy lady” as the train whizzed by. This excited me even more. I rubbed my pussy now, and then it dawned on me that we were approaching a station.

It’s one thing to expose myself as we are travelling along at speed, I thought, but quite another really to do it to someone in the station who could board the train at any moment and catch me. So I pulled my dress down again and acted all innocent as a few people boarded and departed the train. There were several people around, and one guy caught my eye. He was leaning on a clock stand with his hands in his pockets, looking bored. Then he glanced at me, and I glanced back. His gaze lingered for a while, I think he probably liked me. Then I heard the whistle blow for the train to start again. No passengers had entered or left my carriage, so I was safe to carry on my naughty little escapade once we had left the station.

I didn’t wait that long though, the instant we started to slowly pull away, an urge, a complusion, overtook me, and I raised my dress up straight away, and parted my legs, putting one up on the sill of the window, and the other on the seat opposite. His face was a picture. I don’t think he could believe what he was seeing. I couldn’t believe what I was doing either. There I was exposing my pussy to a complete stranger in a train station, and before we had even left the station, and without me even touching myself, I came in a full bodied, extremely pleasurable orgasm. I was panting under my breath but tried very hard not to give the game away to anyone who might be within earshot.

Nowadays I don’t bother with underwear when I am travelling on train. It wastes too much time removing them when I could be flashing and playing all the way. Can i put in a good word for my friends site? Erotic stories for couples. Thanks.

Helen 24

I don’t know how it started, but I do know how much I enjoy it. My dirty hobby basically involves me not wearing any panties when I wear skirts, but replacing them with pieces of string or rope. I’m always thinking of new ways to do this and new materials to use.

I firstly tie the rope around my stomach really tightly (the tighter the better, this is part of the thrill). Then I loop the rope down between my butt cheeks and back up again through my pussy lips and loop it around itself. Then I tie it off, sometimes tightly, sometimes not so tight (I’m always experimenting).

I have found I can go about my daily business, whether in the house or outdoors, without anyone being able to tell I have my “special” panties on. I just love having a conversation with someone about the weather and looking nice and smart on the outside, say perhaps a business suit, or a floppy dress in the summer, but underneath I have tightly tied my pussy and stomach and they have no idea.

Nude photos of two models working with JD of the Two Knotty Boys. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

As I walk around I can feel the rope rubbing against my clit, and sometimes this can be a little uncomfortable. But this just adds to the thrill, I imagine that I have been forced to wear these restraints and I have to carry on regardless. This make me really wet.

Sometimes when I go to crowded places wearing these panties and get close to people, I actually cum where I am standing. It takes me all my effort to not sigh or give the game away, I just stand there in the middle of a room with waves of pleasure passing over me, and hoping that noone else notices.

Materials I have used to make these special panties include smooth rope, itchy/bitty rope, string of varying descriptions, shoe laces, thick chain (from the trunk of my car), thin chains (such as that on jewellery) and once I even picked some long flower stalks and used those.

I can’t see that I’ll ever stop doing this, and I hope that your readers will like my idea and try it too.

Anon

My son is in his late teens, and is always coming and going. There is always a knock on the door and it’s one of his friends calling for him. Well, often my son will go off out for the whole day, and only comes back again when he’s hungry and needs his dinner. My husband works most days too, so this leaves me to just wonder about the house, do my chores and… On hot days, I like to just strip off and do as much housework as I can in the nude. Sometimes I will even take the rubbish outside totally naked – the side alley isn’t really overlooked, and the bin is only a few paces from the backdoor. Still, I look forward to doing that, and sometimes I will hang around just a little bit longer, feeling the nakedness feeling that is so wonderful when there is a slight breeze.

One day I was going about this, I really enjoy it, it always gets me a little bit turned on (hubby is always in for a treat in the evenings when I have been doing this) and I walked, completely nude, into the hallway, right in front of the front door. Suddenly, the door flung open, and standing there was one of his best friends. I froze instantly. For a moment I was stunned, and I saw it took him a few moments to realize what he was witnessing!

“Sorry” he said “Oh no I’m really sorry” he was muttering, and pulled his hand up to cover his eyes. In that instant I felt a surge of pleasure in my pussy. It really excited me that I had been caught totally naked like this. My whole body felt alive, and as he turned to leave I felt myself wishing that he would stay and take another look. In fact I longed for it to happen, but he shut the door behind him and walked off up the driveway. I approached the door and looked through the spyhole, I saw that he was looking bewildered and bright red.

I was so turned on, that I just lay down on the floor right where I stood, spread my legs as wide as I could get them, and without bothering to lock the door I really rubbed my clitty hard. I was longing him, or anyone, to come back through the door, but before that could happen I came so hard that he probably heard me moaning from the top of the driveway!

I really want to be caught like that again, and I’m taking more and more risks to ensure that it happens…

~ Elsie, 41

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Guess what?

I’m going to be starting a new feature here at Inky Blue Allusions!  True Confessions!  What is hotter than the truth?  What is hotter than things that have really happened to people?  Nothing!

So here’s how it works:

1) Write up your raunchiest, wildest, most fun and exciting sexual experience.  Include as many details as you can think of.  Make it steamy! No limitations on length.

2) Send it to me at inkyblueallusions@shaw.ca

3) Put CONFESSIONS in the subject line so that I know what it is!

4) Include a statement with your full name and age, giving your permission to publish it here on Inky Blue Allusions (otherwise I can’t publish it).  I won’t publish your name –  just initials or a pseudonym if you provide it.

5) Join either the Inky Blue Allusions Fan Page or add me on Facebook and then send me a message and ask  me to add you to the secret group.

6) Watch for you post.

7) Share it where ever you have sexy friends and ask them to LIKE it.  Ask them to tweet it, too, and to leave a comment.

The True Confession with the most combined tweets, likes, and comments will win a prize!

What will the prize be?  I’ll try to mix it up and offer some different stuff but for the month of March the prize will be $50 (to be paid via PayPal so you need to have an account).

The first contest begins March 1 so you can start sending in your submissions any time.

ONE submission per  month per person please!

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When it comes to masturbation there are so many more ways for girls to get off than there are for guys.  I feel like we are kind of lucky that way.

Do you think that one way is better than the other?  Do you have  a preference for fingers or toys?

There are advantages of both.

I think that fingers bring you to a slower orgasm.  It’s more personal and “real” in a way.  When my fingers are sliding over my clit and I’m deep in a fantasy it might take longer to get there but when I do it seems to be a much more rewarding orgasm.  Fingers are good for flicking, pinching, inserting – and they never run out of batteries.

Have you ever run out of batteries while masturbating with your favorite toy?  I have!  And I have to tell you that it is god damn annoying!  There’s nothing worse than being “almost there” and your toy suddenly stops buzzing and you’re running around the house trying to find batteries in something else.  Will the TV remote batteries work – and who will notice if you forget to put them back?  LOL  Other than that I do like toys.

One of the other things that bug me though is that if you use a vibrator all the time you kind of get desensitized.

So, what do you prefer – fingers or toys?  And is there one that you feel is better?

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Do you remember what it was like to be a teenage girl?  I do.  I  had a lot of questions.  Mostly because my main source of sex information was the Playgirl magazines under my mom’s bed.  Great masturbation material.  Not  high on the info that I wanted.

And I think that it is very much the same today.

That’s why I started a blog specifically for teenage girls to get sex advice.  I think they really need a place to ask those questions without feeling judged.  And I don’t care what anyone says, if you have to go to a clinic or a physical location, you’re going to feel like you are being judged, whether it is by the people that are working there are the people that are watching you walk into the place.

I think that now that there is so much info online, teen girls will often turn to the internet to find answers.  But the answers are not always so easy to find because if  you do a search for “teen girls sex” you’re likely going to find a porn site! And that’s not very helpful is it.

So, I’ve created a little blog where teen girls can ask questions and get answers.

If you know of teens that might benefit from this please send them to

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My husband went searching The Todd for something special for the both of us. He was recommended this in the trial tube for $4.95. When he came home with it, I was very skeptical because we have tried multiple products that should have had the same result. I remember saying to my husband ‘for $4.95 a sample tube, there better be an orgasm in there.’ OH boy was I right. This has to be THE BEST I have ever used. You only need a tear drop amount. After applying it you will feel a slight tingle/warmth (to me it felt like someone had put a small amount of vicks vapor rub on my clit, it had that type of sensation). After letting it sit for only 3-5 minutes, it intensified EVERYTHING. GET IT, is all I can say. ~Liz B.

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The heat had been intolerable for the past week and most people opted to wear either as little clothing as possible or loose clothing that wouldn’t stick to their bodies. Summer classes were no joy in the middle of summer but my two new friends made it easier to deal with. Shauna had a fabulous sense of humor and a mouth that could make a sailor homesick for his ship. Liam was a preppy, typical-looking young man whose talents lay in his appreciation of two things: satire and women. I had never met a man who loved women so much; small-breasted women and big-breasted ones, skinny bottoms and full, fleshy bodies – he loved them all.

Liam had been flirting mercilessly with Shauna and I all summer. So far, I had been warding off his advances with the excuse that he was just too young. At twenty-nine, his twenty-one seemed like robbing the cradle. Shauna on the other hand had no problems with the few years that separated them. She flirted back and hinted at what she would do with him if she ever got him alone.

It was a Friday afternoon and the three of us were headed to class when the first drops of rain began to fall. Just before we reached the building, the rain turned into a downpour that drenched us through within seconds.

I paused at the entrance to the building and said, “Screw this. I’ve been waiting for rain for weeks and I’m not going to waste it now.”

“What do you mean?” asked Liam.

“I can’t resist rain. I love it. I guess you could say it turns me on.”

“Really?” asked Shauna. “What are you going to do?”

“I’m going to Bergman’s Creek to go skinny dipping in the rain. Anyone else game?”

“Sure!” they replied in unison.

And that is how the three of us ended up sitting on the big rock in the middle of Bergman’s Creek, naked as the day we were born. Liam sat in the middle looking back and forth. He looked like a puppy dog sitting in a pile of Kibbles and Bits.

Shauna looked at me, looked at him and then looked back at me. Finally she said, “Damn, you have gorgeous breasts girl. Even I want to reach out and touch them.”

I laughed and said, “And what makes you think that I would allow that? What have you done to earn that right?”

She was silent for a moment, not sure of what I was asking. “What would I have to do to earn that right?”

“You would have to show me that you have obedience and can follow directions and prove that you are deserving of the privilege of my body.”

I was starting to like this game. I looked down at Liam’s member to see it growing to a full seven and a half inches. Obviously, he liked this game, too.

“What shall I do to prove my worthiness?” Shauna asked.

“You can begin by calling me Ma’am and showing a little respect.”

She bowed her eyes and answered, “Yes Ma’am. What can I do to please you Ma’am?” Shauna asked.

“Stand before me.”

She rose to her feet.

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“Lower your eyes. Do not look directly at me unless I give you permission to.”

“Yes Ma’am.”

She stood before me, eyes lowered respectfully. Her body stood straight, shoulders back, breasts pointed forward. Within the small area of the rock, I walked slowly around her. Her breasts were small, but alert with hard, erect nipples. I reached over to one perky point and pinched it hard and her buttocks contracted in surprise. I pinched the other one and then ran my palms lightly over her now sensitized nipples.

Liam was enjoying his view, sitting between our standing bodies, and his hand had wandered over to his now fully engorged cock.

I turned away from her to face him. Pushing him back into a laying position, I removed his hands, saying, “You must be patient. You will be taken care of soon enough.”

Turning back to her, I pinched each nipple again several times. Then I lowered my mouth to let my tongue flick quickly over her sensitized nipples. Now she groaned audibly. I stepped back for a moment to admire her long, lithe body, her eyes closed as she awaited my next touch, the rain coursing over her naked body making it glisten in the sunlight that occasionally peeked through the clouds.

“Now, get down on your knees and show me what you can do to give Liam a little enjoyment.”

She quickly got to her knees and positioned herself in front of Liam’s laying figure. I took a position at his head where I could watch, crouching only inches from his face. Her tongue reached out and teased the head of his cock, which twitched in anticipation. Then, the head disappeared between her lips, and then more and more until she had encompassed the entire shaft in her mouth. As I watched, my finger reached down to flick lovingly over my clit.

As I began to dip my fingers in and out of the moistness, I looked down at Liam’s face to see that he was watching me. I allowed him to reach up with his beautiful long fingers to run them throughout the folds of my lips. I spread my lips in invitation and two of his fingers disappeared inside of me. As I fucked his fingers I could see her watching, her mouth full of his cock. Her eyes were round. Her ass was raised in the air, warm rain running down the crack of her ass and teasing her pussy.

“Now Shauna, turn around and straddle him.”

She did as I asked and I walked around to his feet so that I could see her face.

“Lower yourself onto his cock very slowly. Liam, you may help, but you must control yourself and not move too fast. You must not cum until I tell you to.”

As his thick member entered her pussy, wet with rain and excitement, she closed her eyes.

“No! Keep your eyes open! Look into my eyes so I can see your excitement build. Do not cum until I tell you to.”

Crouching before her I brought my body close to hers. Our nipples rubbed together as I leaned in to kiss her full on the mouth. Her tongue reached out to mine, as she tasted a woman’s mouth for the first time. As he pumped the full length of his rod slowly in and out of her, I reached down to flick my thumb over her engorged clit. She moaned and I kissed her harder.

I reached behind her with one hand and beneath him with the other and began to massage the entrances to their back tunnels.

Liam moaned, “I can’t hold back much longer!”

“Then now is the time. Fuck her hard and cum – both of you!”

Almost before the words were even out of my mouth, they began to shudder in release, their orgasms made more powerful by my wandering hands.

I stood and clapped. “Congratulations,” I said. “You have both won my approval. Now you may attend to me and make me feel the pleasure you have both reached.”

“You may use tongues and fingers to make me feel as good as I have just allowed you to feel.”

They wasted no time. Despite Shauna’s inexperience, she was eager to taste my musky aroma. Her tongue was soon tentatively flicking over my clit. Liam wasted no time in attending to my full breasts, sucking and nibbling at one nipple and rolling the other nipple between his thumb and forefinger. They switched places so that Liam could attend to my goodie box with his expert and appreciative tongue. Shauna’s mouth flew to my breast and with a woman’s knowledge she used just the right amount of teeth and firmness on my hardened nipples. Her hand went beneath Liam’s eager mouth and soon her fingers were deep inside me. At first only two, then three and then four. I raised my hips so as to have more of her inside of me and in doing so gave Liam access to my dark cavern. Between the rain and my wetness, he had no problem insinuating his long digit into my dark, tight cavern.

All of a sudden, the rain began to come down harder, pelting over my naked body. Fingers were moving faster and faster inside both of my tunnels and mouths and lips moving generously over my clit and my breasts. I soon felt my body begin to shudder and shake as wave after wave swept over me. They continued their ministrations until finally my body relaxed.

Minutes later, one of them lying on either side of me, Shauna said, “Ma’am?”

“Yes?”

“Now I understand why you think rain is so sexy!”

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