“Oh, Crysta, I’ve missed you so much!” Donna dropped her suitcases and ran into their room. The girls hugged, and then kissed. Crysta’s lips tasted all the sweeter after the long summer.
When the girls finally separated, Crysta took Donna’s hands, and stepped back. “Donna, what have you done with yourself? You’re more beautiful than I remembered!”
Donna giggled. “Nothing special,” she lied like a rug: she had been working on her tan and her shyness all summer. She managed to convince her father to let her sunbathe in the nude in her back yard. At first, he didn’t like the idea, because the neighbors could see over the fence. But she kept begging until he eventually gave in, letting her sunbathe in the nude. “You look gorgeous, Crysta. Have you lost weight?”
“A little, maybe,” Crysta lied. She had dieted and exercised like crazy all summer, and lost nearly twenty pounds off her belly, making her already huge tits look even bigger. “Let’s see what you’re wearing,” Crysta said to change the subject. Donna’s long slinky legs looked tan beneath her t-shirt. Crysta giggled, “Are you bottomless?” Donna swatted her hands away playfully as she reached beneath her t-shirt. “What’s this?”
Donna rolled her eyes. “Panties,” she said.
Crysta pulled them down to her knees, and both girls laughed. They were still laughing when Donna’s parents appeared at the door. “Oops!” Crysta said. She started to pull Donna’s panties up, but Donna swatted her away. She would bravely do the introductions with her panties about her knees.
“Crysta, this is my mom, and my dad. Mom and dad, this is Crysta.” Donna’s mom smiled sweetly at Crysta, but her dad could only glare at her panties.
“What have I told you about being decent in public?” he growled.
“I’m sorry, daddy,” said Donna. She walked over to him and hugged him, letting her panties fall to the floor.
He put his arms around her, and patted her bare ass as they hugged. Donna and her dad had become closer during the summer. “It’s OK, darling. Just don’t let it happen again, OK?”
Donna kicked her panties aside. “OK, daddy.”
Her dad’s face brightened. “It’s good to finally meet you, Crysta.” He hugged her, lifting her dress slightly, ending the hug with a friendly pat on the butt.
When daddy went over to the window to look out over the campus, Donna’s curiosity got the better of her. “Did my dad feel your bare ass?” she whispered.
“No, silly,” Crysta replied hugging her long-lost friend. “I put panties on this morning, just like you.”
“No you didn’t!” Donna reached under her friend’s dress, and was amazed to feel soft cotton.
“I did!” she laughed. Crysta was wearing her “granny panties”.
“What are you two giggling about,” Donna’s dad asked, turning away from the window.
Donna quickly pulled her hand out of Crysta’s dress. “Nothing, Daddy.”
“It’s the Dress Code, isn’t it,” he said. The girls blanched.
Crysta whispered to Donna, “he knows about the Dress Code?”
He heard her, saying “Oh, yes, I know all about it, Crysta. I’ve got a copy of it right here.” He pulled a pamphlet out of his pocket.
The girls gaped at him. He knows the girls aren’t allowed to wear panties? He knows about the inspections, which seem to the girls like nothing more than a lame excuse to find half a dozen poor, decent, shy girls every day, and strip them naked in public? My God! What is he going to do about this?
“I’ve gotta say, girls, I’m a little concerned about this.” Oh, no, Crysta thought. What kind of trouble is he going to cause? “It says here that dresses and skirts must be knee-length or longer, and that underwear is mandatory.”
The girls looked at each other. That’s not *our* Dress Code, they thought. “Can I see that?” Crysta asked.
Donna’s dad handed it over. It was illustrated with pictures that look like they came out of the 1950’s — girls wearing pant-suits and long dresses. “I’m think it’s a little restrictive, considering the fashions of today, don’t you think, Crysta?”
“Oh, um. Well, I think–”
“I mean girls don’t want to wear such long dresses any more, am I right, Donna?”
Donna batted her eyes at her dad, “yes, daddy,” she said.
“And I learned this summer that underwear is old-fashioned. Girls just don’t wear panties any more, am I right?”
The girls looked at each other. Crysta smiled, and Donna shrugged, being careful not to shrug too much, wearing just a t-shirt.
Donna’s dad went on, “I hate to think of you girls all bundled up in outmoded clothes just because of some stupid Dress Code.” He gestured in a direction he imagined was the administration building. “I think I’ll go over and talk to the Dean of Students about–”
“No, daddy, don’t do that.” Donna gently guided her dad’s hand back to his side. “It’s OK, really.”
Crysta added, “We think the Dress Code is just fine, honest.”
Donna’s dad looked at his watch. “It was very nice to finally meet you, Crysta.” On his way to the door, Donna’s dad picked up is daughter’s panties off the floor, and handed them to her. “Well, put these on, honey. I don’t want you to get in trouble.”
“OK, daddy. Bye, mom.”
When they were gone the girls put their foreheads together and laughed uncontrollably. “Girls just don’t wear panties any more, am I right?” Crysta mocked, and they laughed some more.
“It’s funny to think: I’m bottomless, and you’re wearing panties! What a switch!”
“I figured I might as well dress up, at least until they start enforcing the Dress Code.”
“Yeah, it is kind of nice to be able to wear anything we want for a few days. When does the Dress Code go into effect?”
“The day after tomorrow,” Crysta said. “After all the mommies and daddies disappear.” Crysta fixed Donna with an odd look. “And speaking of daddies, how did you train yours so well?”
Donna laughed. “Oh, that. Let me tell you, it wasn’t easy. I never really got over my shyness last year, so I really wanted to work on that over the summer. My goal was to work up to a point where I was wearing even less clothes over the summer, so I could come to school and feel decent. My plan was to wear just t-shirts around the house, and then ‘forget’ to put anything else on to go out with my friends.”
“Did that plan work?”
“Not at first. I tried wearing a size ‘large’ t-shirt to go out with my friends to the mall. I’ve worn baggy t-shirts before with shorts, and sometimes the shorts are completely covered. So who would know I was bottomless this one day? With my friends all around me I said ‘bye dad’, and started out the door, but this time he asked me what I was wearing under the shirt.”
“With all your friends there? How embarrassing!”
“Tell me about it. I said shorts, but he didn’t believe me. He made me lift up my shirt to show him.”
“What happened when he saw you were bottomless?”
“Well, he got really mad because it took me a long time to lift up my shirt. I kept hoping one more inch would do it, and he would say ‘OK’. But he made me lift up my shirt higher than my belly button, with everyone looking at me. It was so obvious I was naked, but he still made me lift my shirt higher, so it was covering my face. Everyone was so quiet, just looking at my utter humiliation, it made me juicy, which only made it worse. Then he pulled my shirt right off me. I was so embarrassed standing there naked with all my friends around me. He sent me to my room to put on some panties. I found a pair of panties that left very little to the imagination, just to spite my dad. He looked at my crotch, and shook his head with dismay, but he let me have my shirt back. I climaxed as I felt it cover my tits. I ran out the door because I didn’t want him to know how turned on I got by being humiliated that way.”
“Wow, that’s rough,” Crysta said. “What did you do to turn him around?”
“This is kinda funny,” Donna said. “I know one of the receptionists where my dad works. Her name is Willow, which is a good name for her, so tall and thin, with long, straight hair. She was a year ahead of me in High School. I told her that I needed to convince my dad that girls just don’t wear panties any more, and she said she would help me. One day, she wore her shortest dress — a sexy dark blue metalic micro-mini skirt, really tight with slits up the sides to her waist.”
“I have one like that. You just can’t wear panties under that kind of dress.”
“Right. Even a thong wouldn’t look right — the straps would show through the slits. And let me tell you, this dress was really cute on her. The front covered her so exactly that any movement, no matter how slight, was enough to flash her cute little pussy.”
“How about the back of the dress? Did it cover her asshole, at least?”
“Let me put it this way: in this dress, she had to use only what nature gave her to keep her goodies covered from the back.”
“It sounds like a sexy dress. But how did that help you?”
“Well as soon as he did that double-take, you know what I mean?” Crysta nodded, knowingly. “As soon as he did that, she said ‘Thank you’.”
“Then he must have said something like ‘um, you’re welcome’, and then she said ‘you know it’s a lot easier for us girls now that panties have gone out of style’.”
“Out of style! That’s a good one.”
“Yeah, I told her no matter what she had to say that panties have gone out of style. Then he said something like ‘out of style? really?’ and then she said ‘Oh yeah, do you think I could have worn panties under this dress? They just don’t make clothes you can wear panties with any more.’ ”
Crysta laughed. “Oh, that’s priceless!”
Donna agreed, “She really did a number on him. The next day I went out with my friends in a ‘medium’ t-shirt, so I could show off my cheeks a bit. My dad made me lift my shirt in front of my friends, which was really embarrassing, because I still wanted to keep them guessing whether I was wearing panties.”
“Did he make you put anything on under your t-shirt?”
“No. I turned on the charm. I lifted my shirt up all the way past my tits to show him I was completely naked under it, and then I said ‘daddy, please don’t make me wear panties, because girls just don’t wear panties any more'”
Crysta laughed, “I can just picture you with your perky little tits holding up your shirt, standing with your legs apart, batting your sexy eyelashes at your dad. It worked, did it?”
“For a minute I wasn’t sure. He asked my friend, Faith, whether she wears panties. Faith said no, and I was desperately hoping that would be good enough for my dad, and maybe it would have been except for her boyfriend, Hayden, who teased her. ‘Why don’t you prove you’re not wearing panties,’ picking at her top, trying to lift it up. It was a game to those two, but not to me. I was afraid Faith would be wearing panties, and that would destroy all my plans. Before long, Hayden caught up to Faith, and stripped her naked on our front lawn. What luck! Faith wasn’t wearing any panties, either. My dad laughed, and told us to have a good time, convinced now that panties are out of style.”
“That was a stroke of luck that Faith was bottomless, too.”
“Not really. Bless their hearts, the girls got together and decided to forgo the panties just in case, to help me out. The other girl, Lauren, was prepared to strip, too, if necessary. She’s really shy, though, so she was glad she didn’t have to strip for my dad, the way Faith did.”
“Sounds like you made a clean getaway.”
“Yeah, except…” Donna laughed as she recalled what happened next. “Hayden still had Faith’s top, so she got in the back seat of the convertable, naked. Lauren and I sat next to her. With all the excitement, I had forgotten to pull my top back down over my tits, and the boys thought that was very funny. They said Lauren would have to show her tits, too, or else Faith wouldn’t get her top back. But Lauren was too shy. I begged her to lift up her top for the boys, but she just wouldn’t do it. The boys drove to the mall, and got out, leaving us three girls in the back seat, and poor Faith was stark naked. We didn’t want to leave her by herself that way, so we stayed with her, hoping the boys would take pity on her and bring her top back. Finally, Hayden returned and told us how Faith could get her top back. Lauren and I would have to give Hayden our tops, and then the three of us would have to walk — completely naked — from one end of the mall to the other. Then we would all get our tops back.”
“Did you trust Hayden to live up to his end of the bargain?”
“Not completely, but Faith really wanted to do it, so I said OK. I took off my shirt, and gave it to Hayden. I felt embarrassed already to be naked, and we were only in the parking lot. Faith was nice to me, though, soothing me with her touch. In a way, the heat was off us, because we were already naked. I leaned back and relaxed, as Faith stroked my thighs. It was a bit cramped with the three of us in the back seat of the convertable, though, and so I told Lauren that there wasn’t anything that could be done, except just to do it.”
“Had Lauren ever been naked in public before?”
“I don’t think so. I don’t even think she had ever gone bottomless before. The poor girl started crying. She begged to be driven home. Faith and I gently tugged at her top, saying it was all just in fun, and she should go along with it. I noticed Lauren’s pussy was open like a pretty pink flower. She flinched as my hand accidently brushed against her juicy pussy. I pressed my palm against it, with my fingers curled between her butt cheeks, and felt her pulsing. After she came, she relaxed, and let us take off her top, which we handed over to Hayden. Lauren said she had never felt anything like that before in her life, and if it took being stripped naked to feel that way again, she was all for it.”
“Sounds like she’s another convert.”
“I think so. Lauren and I had a lot of fun in the mall. While Faith spent most of her time trying to hide behind things, Lauren and I jumped in the fountain and splashed each other. Lauren hugged and kissed me a lot, too. I was a little embarrassed because Lauren’s kisses excited me, and she knew it. She did everything she could to excite me more. I sat on her lap, facing her, while she gave me the world’s best back rub — from the shoulder blades, down between my butt cheeks, and then along my inner thighs, teasing me mercilessly while she kissed me. She giggled when I came. ‘Isn’t this fun?’ she said. I had to agree. It was almost a disappointment when we reached the end of our walk, and Hayden finally handed us our tops. We stopped kissing long enough to slip them on, but then we kissed some more. We didn’t even care that our butts weren’t covered, we were having so much fun.”
“You trained Lauren well.”
“Well, Lauren was ready. She just needed a little push.” Donna laughed, remembering what Lauren did next. “Lauren told me she felt like a new girl. She said she had been reborn. And the catalyst was going out of her house just once bottomless. She told me she was through wearing panties.”
“Was she serious?”
“I think so. Anyway, for the whole rest of the summer I never saw her in panties again. She had the same trouble with her parents, though. Lauren called me up one day to say she wanted to wear a really cute outfit but her mother wouldn’t let her out of the house. She begged me to come over, naked from the waist down, so her mother could see other girls dress that way.”
“Naked from the waist down?”
“That’s what I said. I asked her if that was a little extreme, but she begged me, and said I would understand when I saw how cute her outfit was. I tried on all my t-shirts, and none of them were small enough. Naked from the wasit down,” Donna repeated, as if she could scarsely believe it. “Do you know that means naked from the belly button down? Take a look,” she drew a line across her body. “The belly button is at the same level as the hips. Do you realize that means naked from the small of the back on down?” Donna shook her head in dismay as she recalled the enormity of what Lauren asked her to do.
“So did you do it?”
“Relax, Crysta. I’ll tell you. Just sit back, and enjoy the story. Here, let me help you with your panties.”
Crysta leaned back so Donna could slip them off.
Donna sat down next to Crysta, and rested a hand in her lap. “Now, where was I? Oh, yeah. None of my t-shirts were small enough, but I remembered a cute little yellow camisole I had tucked away in the top drawer of my dresser. I picked it up. My God! I could see right through it. But it was cute, so what the heck, I tried it on.”
“How did it look on you?”
“Like a million bucks! I felt really sexy in it — maybe a little too sexy. You see, it didn’t completely hide my breasts. But then I thought about it, and I realized no one would notice my breasts anyway, since I would be naked below the waist.” A look of horror came over Donna’s pretty face. “Naked below the waist. I just couldn’t do it.”
“But you promised your friend–”
“I know, but when it came down to it, I got cold feet.”
“So what did you do?”
“I had an idea how I could get out of it. I went downstairs, dressed only in my sexy yellow camisole, and as luck would have it, both my mom and dad were in the kitchen. I went in and fixed myself a bowl of cereal, pretending nothing was wrong. I saw my dad look me up and down, so I knew the wheels were turning in his head, but he didn’t say anything right away. My mom asked me what my plans were for the day, and I said I was gonna drop by Lauren’s house for a bit. My mom asked me if I was going to put something on first, and so I played dumb. What do you mean? I asked her. She said something like a skirt, maybe, or– but I cut her off and said OR PANTIES? Then I started in on them. The two of you are something else! I yelled. Always fixated on me wearing panties! Can’t you get it through your thick heads that girls just don’t wear panties any more?”
“Wow! Do you always yell at your parents that way?”
Donna laughed. “No, never. I was really trying to get them to make me wear panties, or ground me, or anything to prevent me from going, half naked, to Lauren’s house. Anything to get me off the hook.”
“So what happened?”
“It totally backfired. Both my parents started saying things like oh, honey, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you so upset. My dad came over to me and gave me a hug.” Donna laughed when she remembered her dad’s hug. “He didn’t know where to put his hands. Eventually, one of them settled on my butt. He stroked it sweetly as he said how sorry he was, and that he just wasn’t thinking about today’s fashions. I’m sure my dad didn’t realize it, but his fingertips brushed very close to my butthole with each gentle stroke, and it was making me excited. How embarrassing is that? To be turned on by your dad!”
“It was completely innocent, though.”
“I know, but I was still embarrassed, and with my pussy such an open book, so to speak, I didn’t want my mom to see it, either. So I just got out of there.”
“Oh, my God!” Crysta lifted her dress up over her belly button to imagine what it must have been like for Donna. “You poor dear,ot just bottomless, but nothing from the waist down. You must have felt almost naked!”
“You can’t believe it, Crysta. Lauren’s house was just a few blocks away, but *everyone* was out that day. It was horrible. I smiled sweetly at the people I passed, but I was dying inside. The only thing that saved me was that little yellow top. I was past caring whether people could see my nipples through it, I was just so thankful to have it. I closed my eyes and imagined it expanding in size, so that it covered my naked ass, and my nubile pussy. Then I opened them slowly, careful not to look at myself, and the illusion held. I was able to hold my head up high, imagining I was fully covered by that sexy little top.”
“That’s wonderful, Donna. I’m so happy you were able to do that!” Crysta stroked Donna’s pussy, and smiled when she noticed it was wet.
Donna leaned back, enjoying Crysta’s attention. “Yes, it’s the only thing that kept me sane on my walk. But then reality came crashing back on me when I arrived at Lauren’s house. I remembered why I was there, dressed that way. I had to convince her mother that all the girls dress this way. I rang the bell, and waited. I crossed my legs, and looked around. Luckily, no one was about just then. The door opened. I was so hoping it would be Lauren, but it was her mom. You must be Donna, she said. Yes, hi, I said, waving at her. I felt so silly, standing in her front hall. I could feel her eyes searing my naked flesh. Where was Lauren? It seemed like ages before she appeared at the top of the stairs. Her eyes widened when she saw me. ‘Oh, my God!’ she exclaimed. ‘You’re practically naked!’ Yes, I said. Wasn’t that the plan? She was wearing a thin blue micro-minidress. As I watched her come down the stairs, I could see she wasn’t wearing anything under the dress. ‘You didn’t have to wear such a short top, though. Did you walk over here like that?’ I was a bit confused. It turned out the girl was confused about femail anatomy. She didn’t know where her waist was. Maybe she meant ‘hips’ or something. Anyway, what’s done is done, she said. She turned to her mom and told her all the girls are going bottomless. ‘See?’ she said, gesturing to me. Her mom rolled her eyes, and said, ‘Yes, I see.’ Then she turned to me and said, come on in and meet the family. GULP! Family? She led me into their family room. ‘This is Lauren’s uncle, Milton, and her cousins Alice and Brooke.’ The girls looked to be in their early teens, sitting on the floor watching TV. I said hi to the girls, and noticed they weren’t wearing any panties, either. ‘Oh, that’s sweet,’ I whispered to Lauren, ‘you got your little cousins to play along,’ Uncle Milton patted the couch, and asked me to have a seat. I said sure, and sat between the young girls instead. The last thing I wanted was that old man’s hands all over me. The girls loved my outfit, and one of them asked her dad if they could take off their skirts, too. He thought about it, and said, ‘well, I guess it would be OK.’ The girls giggled, and one of them took off her skirt. The other one hesitated, and I could see why: her outfit was one piece — the top and skirt were attached. Her sister asked her what she was waiting for, and she shrugged, and took off her clothes. Can you picture it? She was really pretty, and just old enough to have puffy little tits. The little girls were so cute! They leaned their heads on my shoulders, and rested their hands in my lap. I wished they would move their hands because I was pretty wet, and I was afraid they would be put off by that. But they wiggled their little fingers into my pussy, and played with me while we watched TV. I had mixed feelings when Lauren got me up to go out with her: I was glad showing up bottomless convinced her mom it was OK for her to wear that micro-minidress, but I was a embarrassed that her cute little half-naked cousins got me almost to orgasm with their dirty old dad watching. With seconds to go before cumming, I stood up, and said what a pleasure it was to have met everyone. Lauren took my hand, and we were out the door.”
“Wow,” said Crysta. “What a family.”
“I know. It was an indescribable experience having two little girls stroke me, their innocent little fingers probing me everywhere. I was so afraid I would cum, I was actually shaking.”
“What makes their touch so much better than someone a little less innocent?”
“You’ll think I’m silly…”
“I promise I won’t.” Crysta had taken off her top, and sat naked on the bed.
“Well, they were so little, I didn’t think I could touch them. Not in a sexual way, anyway. Especially with their dad watching us. So it was all one-sided. It was all about my pleasure. And something about trying so hard not to cum just made the whole thing that much more exciting for me.”
“Wow,” repeated Crysta.
“As soon as we were out the door I grabbed Lauren with both arms and begged her to finish me. Let me tell you, for a skinny girl, she’s pretty strong. She threw me down her front lawn, and got down on her hands and knees over me, with her ass facing the people looking at us from inside the house, and my pussy facing the sidewalk where I prayed no little old ladies would walk by. Donna, it was horrible! She teased me mercilessly, tickling my feet, and stroking the whole length of my legs, forcing me to spread them wide and arch my back. All it would take was one lick of my pussy and I would be done. But she dragged it out something horrible. I grabbed her beautiful butt, and lapped her like a dog, from her pussy to her asshole, over and over, but she still wouldn’t finish me. At one point, as I was licking her cute little pucker, she ripped off her own dress and started screaming! I reached up as high as I could, rubbing her back, her belly, her thighs, and licking her like a thirsty dog. She’s so cute when she cums, Donna. She arched her back and screamed as her juices gushed out of her pussy. Then she collapsed in a heap on top of me with her face right on my pussy. Only then did she give me the one or two licks I had been begging for, and I came, too.”
“That was sweet. I’m so glad you found such a good friend,” Crysta said, stroking Donna’s belly with her fingertips. “So what happened next?”
“Well, as soon as we both came, we ran to her car, and took off. We knew everyone had been watching us from inside the house, and so we didn’t want to stick around. We laughed hysterically about the show we must have put on for the neighbors, but we were so happy we didn’t care. Then, after we had been driving for about five minutes, I noticed Lauren had forgotten her dress! She had left it on the front lawn. Lauren hit the brake. She wanted to turn around and get it, but I urged her to keep going. She hit the gas, but then reconsidered, and hit the brake again. We must have lurched three or four times before Lauren finally decided she wouldn’t be able to take another afternoon naked in public. By the time we got back to her house, everyone was out on the front lawn, including her two naked cousins. One of them was holding Lauren’s dress. She giggled as she handed it over. One beautiful naked girl handing a micro-minidress to another beautiful naked girl — a real Kodak moment! Lauren took the dress, and got back in the car. We all waved bye again, and took off.”
“‘Listen, honey,’ Lauren said, once we were underway again. ‘I’m really sorry I asked you to be naked from the waist down. I really just meant for you to be, you know, bottomless, but still more or less covered. Do you think you’ll be OK where we’re going?’ That’s when I realized I didn’t have any idea where we were going. ‘Oh, didn’t I tell you?’ Lauren said, ‘We’re going to meet Hayden and Faith at the park for a picnic.’ ”
“That’s nice,” said Crysta.
Donna looked down at her pussy and saw it was pretty ripe. “Is my story getting to you?”
“It’s Lauren’s cute little naked cousin girls with their probing little hands. I just can’t get them out of my mind!”
“I know what you mean,” Donna said, “but wait till you hear what came next. We got to the park, and there was Hayden, in basketball shorts and a tank top, and Faith — stark naked! Lauren was so glad to see her friend she left her dress in the car. Now I was the only one with a stitch of clothes on, can you believe it? I asked Faith why she was naked, and she said she just felt like it. Hayden said, ‘tell her the real reason, Faith.’ Faith looked down at the ground. ‘I’ve been bad,’ she said, sadly. Lauren and I looked at Hayden, who put up his arms in a gesture of innocence. ‘She agreed to be on time, and she was a minute late. She knew the punishment.’ Faith said, ‘Tell them what you did next, sweety,’ Hayden blushed. ‘She was only supposed to be naked for a minute or two, but then I accidentally locked the keys in the trunk.’ Lauren and I burst out laughing, and Faith laughed, too, even though she was still mad.”
“Poor Faith! How many times does she have to be stripped before she breaks up with Hayden?”
“I think she secretly enjoys it.”
“You mean she wants to be naked in public, but she doesn’t want to be responsible for it?”
“I couldn’t have said it better myself!” Donna laughed, because she knew Crysta was describing herself.
“But then the cops showed up.”
“The cops! Were you doing anything illegal?”
“Apparently so. There’s a park regulation against naked girls. The cops said I was fine because I wasn’t completely naked, but the other two girls had to put something on or they would be hauled off to jail. I started to tell Lauren to get her dress out of the car, but she shushed me.”
“Did she *want* to get hauled off to jail?”
“No, she had something else on her cute little mind. She asked the cops if it would be OK to wear Hayden’s shorts. They looked at each other, and said OK. Hayden said what about my shirt instead? Lauren said he should give that to Faith. The cops nodded, and waited for Hayden to strip. He took off his shorts first, and we could see he already had a pretty big boner. He gave them to Lauren, who pulled them up. She tried to tighten the string, but it was no use. As tight as it would go, she was still swimming in his shorts, and had to hold them up. Next, he took off his shirt, and gave it to Faith. It came down to her knees, but it was so loose it really didn’t hide her boobs at all. In spite of their shortcomings, Hayden’s clothes fit the girls well enough to satisfy the cops. They let the girls off with a warning, which they each had to sign. We all laughed — even the cops — when Lauren had to use two hands to sign the ticket, because as soon as she let go of her shorts, they fell to the ground, leaving her naked as a jaybird!”
“What happened to Hayden? Since he was naked, didn’t he have to go off to jail?”
“Apparently there’s no law against naked boys, only naked girls.”
“Well, it worked to the girls’ advantage this time. Hayden was really embarrassed by his boner. Every time it would go down, one of us pointed it out. Sometimes that was all it took to give him another hard-on. Other times, one of us would kiss him, and rub his chest while the others would watch it rise. His dick was really pretty, if I can use that word. He shaved completely, the same as us, so it was really fun to lick it. Lauren giggled every time she licked his balls because of the way they contracted. The three of us held him down on his back and attacked the poor boy mercilessly until he begged us to let him out of his misery. We were all pretty wet, but Faith was the wettest, I think, and besides Hayden is Faith’s boy, so she lowered herself onto him, and he came right away while Lauren kissed him and stroked his chest. Meanwhile I knelt over Hayden’s head, facing Faith, and stroked her tits. Then, as Hayden licked me, I hugged Faith, rubbing her back, and her butt. Hayden was still hard, and Faith was moving up and down, letting the full length of his penis in and out as I rubbed her cheeks, and fingered her asshole. Hayden kept licking me the whole time, and before long, Faith and I came together. Hayden, bless his heart, kept licking me as Faith and I kissed. Mmmmm,” Donna hugged Crysta, as she recalled the sweet taste of Faith’s lips. “Mmmmm, we kissed for five minutes. I think I came again, and maybe Faith did, too, as I kept fingering her ass, and she kept riding up and down on Hayden. Either that or we had one really long orgasm! It was really delicious.”
Donna looked up to find herself kissing Crysta, who was sitting on Donna’s lap, facing her. Donna had been so wrapped up in her story that she didn’t even notice she had been re-enacting the story, hugging Crysta with one hand, and fingering her asshole with the other. When she realized Crysta was about to cum, Donna rubbed her pussy with the palm of one hand, and fingered her asshole with the other. “Ohhhh!” Crysta said as she arched her back. After a few seconds, she softened, and the girls hugged tenderly. “That was a good story, Donna.”