Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 10
"No I didn't." I said.
"Your little lie detector says otherwise." Ryan replied.
It was another example of my body betraying my brain. Why can't my brain control my pussy?
The second time that we went to the park Ryan persuaded me to take pity on a homeless man and flash my pussy to him. Ryan made me feel a bit guilty by saying how fortunate we were, and how unfortunate that poor man was. In the end I just gave in and stood in front on the man (who was sat on a park bench).
I stood there for about 10 seconds with my skirt up round my waist and my feet apart. In a way, my embarrassment was out- weighed by the knowledge that I'd made that unfortunate man's day.
One Saturday afternoon Ryan took me shopping for some new skirts. He'd asked, and I'd agreed to wear a skirt whenever it was warm enough, and practical to do so. That meant 90+% of the time. That was a complete reversal of my first year at university. We went in three shops and managed to find a few skirts that were small enough for me. In each one Ryan wanted me to model the skirts that I'd chosen. He wasn't happy with the first 2 that I chose because they were too long. I got the message and the rest that I tried on were much shorter.
The second shop had changing rooms off the main store and Ryan asked me to leave the curtain open a bit as I got changed. Even though I was only trying on a skirt he asked me to strip naked before putting the skirt on. Just as was about to put the skirt on the curtain flew open and Ryan was stood there watching. So was a man who was probably waiting for his girlfriend.
I froze for a few seconds as my eyes met those of the stranger. He smiled and I closed the curtain.
I thumped Ryan's arm when I went out to him. His response was to run his finger along my slit then hold his finger in front of my face.
"Tell me that you didn't enjoy it." He said before sucking his finger.
We went home with 4 new skirts. None of them are longer than 12 inches. I knew that was going to have to be very careful wearing them; especially as the only knickers that now owned was one see-through thong that I'd promised Ryan that I'd only wear when he asked me to. I reckoned that he never would ask. It turns out that I was right.
One time after we'd been fucking in the living room, I'd fallen asleep on the sofa. I was still naked and had one leg on the floor and the other up on the sofa. My pussy and open hole was fully on display. I hadn't worried about that when I fell asleep as there was only Ryan and I there.
Anyway, while I was still asleep, the landlord arrived and Ryan let him in. He had a gas engineer with him and he wanted to check the gas fire, some legal requirement.
Ryan brought them into the living room with me still fast asleep. Apparently he'd whispered to them telling them to be quiet as his house mate was asleep.
As they'd all walked in on me they'd all had a good look at my naked body and spread pussy. Apparently Ryan had whispered,
"Cute isn't she?"
The gas engineer started doing whatever, while Ryan and our landlord continued to look at me.
The gas engineer made a noise and I started to wake-up. In my half-awake state I kept my eyes closed and wondered what the noise was. I assumed that Ryan was doing something so I started to go to sleep again.
Then I heard whispering. I froze and woke up quickly, still keep my eyes shut and not moving.
"Shit, who the fuck is that?" I asked myself.
I thought that if I pretended to be asleep I wouldn't have the embarrassment of them seeing me naked. It worked a bit, but I quickly realised that my body was betraying me again, I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter; and it was tingling again. My AF was rising.
Ryan must have realised that I was awake because he started talking a little louder.
"Not a bad body eh! Tits are small, but I like them that way. I'm told that she's bloody good in bed and that she gives an amazing blowjob. Apparently she swallows every time."
"Yeah, I'd love to fuck that piece of cunt. It would be like fucking a 13 year-old, but legal. Do you mind?" Our landlord said.
"Be my guest." Ryan said.
Ryan wasn't inviting our landlord to fuck me was he? I thought.
The next thing I heard was.
"Click! Click! Click!"
Fucking hell, the dirty bastard was taking photographs of me. I so wanted to jump up and tell him to fuck off, but if I did I knew that he'd know that I was awake and accuse me of loving it. Besides, Ryan was obviously happy about it.
"Yeah, real cute. Look at those nipples." Our landlord said.
"Click! Click! Click!"
"Better not touch mate, you might wake her up then the shit would really hit the fan." Ryan said.
At least Ryan was stopping him from groping me - or worse.
I felt air move near my pussy.
"Click! Click! Click!"
Shit he's getting close-ups of my pussy and it's wet. It got wetter and I felt my lips part. That randy tingling got stronger, really stronger.
"Click! Click! Click!"
"Look at that! She's wetter than my wife ever gets. Our landlord said.
"Maybe she's having a wet dream." Ryan said.
I heard 3 men laughing.
"My God!" I heard the gas man say. "That one hell of a piece of cunt, best one I've seen all day. Okay, week. All right, year."
I felt warm air gently blowing on my pussy, then a different tone,
"Click! Click! Click!"
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