My relationship with Christine is a strange one. I can't contact her

because I even don't know her family name, I have no idea where the

house is where I was with her. I know almost nothing about her. She is

definetly rich, she does some kind of medical research, and I think she

lives alone. Although everything that I know about her is based on

impressions and half sentences, maybe I'm completely wrong, but I don't

care. She likes to be mysterious and maybe she has a reason for it. The

only appalling thing with this is that I can't call her when I want to

have her, and I want her very badly most of the time. When she drove me

home the last time she woke me up when we were in front of my aunt's

house. I was very sleepy and tired. She smiled and kissed me gently on

my lips. "I will call you!" "But when?" I asked her. "Soon..." she

caressed my hair and face while her eyes scanned my reactions "I really

like you but you have to understand my motives." "Please kidnap me as

soon as you can!" I begged her. She put her index finger to my mouth and

kissed me on the forehead. She leaned over me and opened the door, I

jumped out while our hands still held each other's. I watched her car

until it disappeared between the houses. I went upstairs and opened the

little box with the rings, I dropped my clothes and I held the rings to

my pussy lips and checked it in the mirror. I thought that it would be

really sexy and I felt my juices start to moisten my vagina. I put the

rings down and started to masturbate in front of the mirror. I grabbed

my lips and tugged them a few times, then when I was completely wet I

tucked them into my slit. It was an extraordinary sensation having my

vagina filled up with my lips. I started to finger myself with two

fingers, my lips slid out perpetually but I tucked them in again and

again. Then I got into the bathtub, turned on the shower, lay on my back

and fixed the shower head as close as it was possible to my pussy, . I

adjusted the shower head to a concentrated stream, opened the tap to its

maximum pressure and set it to the hottest adjustment. I grabbed my

lips, opened them up, stretched my snatch really wide and I let out a

loud moan as the tiny prickly jets of water hit my most sensitive area.

The water was so hot that my hands barely tolerated it, but my pussy

didn't recognize the heat of the stream, it just overran my brain with

pleasure. The pleasure was getting stronger and stronger while at the

end I hardly got enough air as my body shook in ecstasy for a couple of

minutes. It took me a few minutes before I got back to reality. I set

the water to a normal warmth, and started to fill up the bath. Samantha

was worrying about me, because yesterday I should have been at the gym

at 5, and called me. I had been with Christine then. I didn't tell her

anything about Christine and she thought that something was wrong with

me, so she came over. I was still under the impact of my recent

masturbation and orgasm, so my voice fluttered and my hands shook a bit

too. She thought that I was nervous but how could I tell her the truth.

She asked me what was wrong but there wasn't anything wrong. "Poor girl

you are shaking! Please tell me, maybe I can help!" "I'm all right Sam!

I felt bad yesterday, thats why I didn't go to the gym, sorry that I

didn't call you!" "I came here yesterday..." said Samantha suddenly "I

met with your aunt and she let me in but you weren't here!" "I went to

see a doctor. She gave me vitamins, I am short in some, that's all."

"I'm glad to hear that!" she hugged me suddenly and held me tight. Her

hair smelled wonderful and a tremble run through my body as I felt her

warmth "I love you so much my Petra!" I raised my eyebrows when she said

that as she let me free. She got embarassed seeing my reaction and

started to explain. She stammered and I didn't understand the reason for

it. "You... you are like a family member to me! Like... like... a little

sister! You know... I don't have friends... not since I moved here...

and... You are my best friend... A real close friend! I'm really fond

of... of you. You are... special to me! You helped me a lot with my

self-esteem." I noticed a teardrop in the corner of her eyes "I got

scared that maybe I could lose you!" "Sam! I really didn't want to scare

you. You know what? Let's go to a movie!" Her muddled words echoed in my

head, what did she want to say, there was more in her words but I wasn't

sure. "Good idea, get something on and let's go!" I opened my robe and

hung it on the door, I wasn't shy and especially not front of her "Hey,

you! We agreed to wax again! Why did you shave?" "I told you that I went

to see the doctor" I lied to her. "Ahh it was your gynecologist! Did he

or she make any comment for being shaved?" "No it wasn't. It was the

local doctor. You know what it looked like, when the stubble prickled

through the fabric of my panties and I thought that maybe I would have

to take off my jeans..." One lie brought the other, I shouldn't have

lied to her. "Your lips are... They look very red and... they look even

bigger!" she stared at me and scanned my pubes from the place where she

sat "Why are they so enlarged? They look swollen and..." "Will you stop

analyzing my pussy? Maybe they are bigger and redder because of the hot

bath!" She was right. My lips were much bigger then usual, because of

the recent activity with Christine and the last with myself. "Mine never

gets that big from a bath..." muttered Sam on a cagey tone. We went to

see a movie that evening and after the film she suggested going to a

bar. I got tipsy from the cocktails, and since she drank too, she didn't

want to drive me home, so I stayed for that night in her flat. She had a

king size bed and we tossed down on it laughing at our last joke. Later

she tried to persuade me to strip down for bed but I didn't want to get

up. "I can't get up now" I told her "pull off my jeans or just let me

sleep. My head is spinning!" "You can't sleep like that! At least not in

my bed... C'mon Petra!" she pulled down my jeans wich were real tight

and pulled off my panties too. We giggled and after a few failed

attempts to get me up she unbuttoned my blouse and took it off. She

removed my bra and socks, finally she took out the hairgrip. To my

complete disappointment she left me laying there naked. I heard the

noises from the bathroom and I was on the verge of getting up, but

before I moved she came back and tried to raise me to prepare the bed.

She started to pull on my arms then let me fall back because we laughed

continously. When she got some air between two guffaws she pulled me

down half way then she suddenly gripped my loose lips and started to

pull me by them! I got very excited in a fragment of a second feeling

them stretched out and got surpised as well but then she roared out with

laughter, and I realized with dissapointment that she meant the pulling

only as a kind of banter. Finally she pushed me down to the floor. I got

up and I shoved her to the bed and we laughed again as we rolled down to

the floor together. She was naked as well. Feeling her warmth gave me an

enormous turn on, my juices broke down the dam of my closed slit and

started to drip down on my tights. Somehow we got on the bed and lay

next to each other. I felt her breath on my shoulder and her body next

to mine. I expected to see some curiousity from her but she didn't do a

thing, she only put an arm around me and fell asleep. I realized

bitterly that I had missunderstood her muddled speech, I thought that

she loved me as a lesbian but I was probably wrong. On the next day we

missed swimming since we did not get up in time, but we agreed to meet

in the afternoon. I couldn't focus in school. I fantasized about what I

would do on the next night to try her. I was so obsessed that my

drenched pussy soaked my panty. To avoid embarassement I changed my

panties. I always had a spare in my bag because of my abundant pussy

juices. I also put a pad into my panties to keep my jeans dry. I was

always afraid that the classmate who was sitting next to me would smell

my excitement. That would be very embarassing not to mention the gossip.

Well actually I don't have a strong fragnance at all, but when I'm

soaked completely I think it is noticable. After school I pedaled home

and I took a shower because it was a very hot day and I wanted to get

off so badly. I used the shower again to get to the top. I just couldn't

stop playing not even two orgasms later. I tugged and wrung my lips like

crazy while the water tickled my sensitive flesh, I don't know how long

I would have carried on if Sam hadn't arrived. "Peeetraaa!" she hailed

from downstairs. My aunt usually hadn't closed the door so Samantha

could come in freely. "Wheeeeere are youuu?" "In the bathroom." I

replied as I heard her entering my room. I had almost finished toweling

myself when she entered the bathroom. She was very pretty in a yellow

dotted white dress. It was a bit seethrough making it obvious that she

didn't wear a bra, not like she needed it anyway. "Where do you want to

go?" "I thought we should go to the lake! It is very hot today." "It

is." I hung up the towel on the rail, and Sam made big eyes. "Gee Pet!

Your's are getting bigger and why are they that floppy!?" she commented

on my red hanging meat curtains. "The pot calling the kettle black!

Yours are not any smaller!" "Yes maybe... But they surely looked

different in the morning..." "I told you that they got red and swollen

from hot water. Since when do you examine my pussy in such close

detail?" "I don't examine it!" she bursted out "It is so obvious that

anybody would notice it even without looking at it!" "Don't be angry! I

don't mind if you are watching... I mean..." "Yes?" "You know what I

mean. We are kind of similar." My face blushed because of my thoughts.

Samantha's honest blue eyes scanned my face with curiosity. Then a smile

showed at the corners of her full pink mouth. She opened it and licked

her lips with her soft tongue to moisten them before speaking, but she

just gulped down the sentence before it formed. We got to the room and I

took out the famous seethrough bikini from the drawer. I showed it to

Samantha. "Have you got yours with you?" She had made a similar bikini

for herself since I refused to wear mine alone. Until now we didn't have

the guts to wear them publicly, we just tried it on a few times and made

jokes what kind of a scandal it would be when we went to the

swimmingpool. "No. Of course not!" replied Samantha "Are you serious?"

"I will do it if you do it too!" "But I can't. I should wax first!" "OK.

Let's go to your place for waxing and to get your bikini!" "No. We would

never get to the lake in time. We can do that tomorrow..." "What will

you give if I wear it anyway?" I teased her. She raised her eyebrows. I

loved when she did this, she got some sexy little wrinkles on her

forehead. "I will make the dress that you want!" "Great!" I applied

sunscreen lotion and finished dressing. With her help I braided my hair.

I got an idea and I looked into her eyes when we got down to her car. "I

would like you to do something kinky as well!" "Like what?" "Like not

wearing any underwear! Let's say for... a month!" "Are you kidding? I

can't do that!" "Why not?" "What if someone notice it?" Samantha asked

"I work in a short robe, and here it is summer! All of my dresses are

short..." "It will be fun!" "Maybe for you, but not for me!" While we

drove on the highway I saw on her face that I had placed bug in her ear

with the idea. When we got there we quickly find a parking place and

started to change next to the car. There were only a few people around

but none of them were too close. "Deal?" I lifted my bikini into the air

in front of Sam before I started to change. Samantha blinked for a

moment and knitted her eyebrows. She creamed herself with a large amount

sunscreen, because she had a very pale skin colour. "Deal." Then she

covered her face with her hand "I can't believe what kinds of things you

are getting me to do!" She murmed with disbelief. I didn't say a word,

just put on the bikini. Samantha smiled when she saw me. We both know

what I looked like in the seethrough thing but wearing it publicly was a

different sensation. We got our bags, towels and walked down to the

lakeside. I watched people's faces. There were some who stared with

obvious curiousity but most of them tried to look without showing any

interest. There were two guys who even whistled. After we found a place

we went for a swim. The 30 metres that I had to walk back in a wet

bikini seemed a mile at least. The textile stuck to my bare pussy like a

second skin exhibiting my monstrous fleshy labia to the world. A middle

aged housewife with kids even cursed and turned her kids to keep them

from looking at me. I wanted to lie down on my stomach but Samantha told

me that she wanted to have her show so I had to lie on my back. She even

asked me to spread my legs at least a bit when I kept them closed. There

were three boys about 14-15 years of age who walked a couple of times up

and down close to us. They stared with wide open eyes. There was a man

who almost dropped his beer when he glanced at me walking by. I got

returning visitors from all around the curious folks of the lakeside,

especially when I came out of the water. Samantha whispered about

hardons and bulging pants. I slowly started to enjoy myself. I didn't

just lie there with blushing cheeks and tightly closed eyes but raised

my head and looked at what was going on around me and even ogled with

the curious men. At last I even got the courage to go to buy pancakes

right after I came out of the water. I got another curse from an old

woman whose husband almost died on the spot when he saw me. We had a

very good time on the shore and after this occasion we regulary went to

places to live out our exhibitionism. Actually it was only me who was an

exhibitionist Sam was embarassed most of the time, but she designed that

bikini not me. When we came back from the lake I went with Sam to her

flat to help with the waxing. This time she had to do it without

anasthetic cream. I got so wet just from manipulating her pussy that I

virtually soaked in my own juices. When she was ready I creamed her

irritated bald skin with the cream that she put out with the other stuff

before we started. I rubbed it all over and I completely forgot for a

few minutes that this wasn't my fantasy. When I realized what I was

doing my cheeks got hot and I couldn't stand her enquirering look. We

couldn't say anything and I noticed her embarassement as well. "I'll

give you a ride home!" she said when she put her clothes back on. "Yes.

Thank you!" we stared at each other silently. My lips parted

automatically and I started to lean closer to her. Then suddenly I

blushed again from the thought that I almost tried to kiss her. I became

aware of the fact that she was just starting to pull on her underwear.

"Hey! Be a good girl and remember what you promised! No panties!"

"Well... Yess! No panties" our eyes met for a long moment and then we

smiled at each other. "I still don't understand why am I doing this!" I

felt my wetness even on the car's seat when I got out. Right after I

entered into my room I dropped my clothes and started to masturbate like

crazy. I lay back on my bed, grabbed one of my slippery lips and

stretched it while I squeezed my hard clit between my thumb and index

finger. I came at once but the pleasure didn't ease the fire within my

box. I massaged my throbbing bud and with my other hand I stretched,

pulled and tugged my lips with all the force of my obsessed body. My

next climax was more intense but I wanted something special. I slid 2

fingers into my moist slit and I rubbed my g-spot. I didn't notice when

I slid my third and forth finger in I just suddenly realized that they

were in. Then I remembered when Christine put her whole hand in my

pussy. I realized that I hadn't tried that before now. I moved my thumb

under my palm and I thrust my fist into my vagina. The mixture of pain

and pleasure was excellent. I started to fuck myself with my own fist

and when I came a huge amount of liquid poured onto my hand. This time I

felt great as the pressure eased somewhat, but I knew that it wouldn't

last to long. I curled up with my fist still in me and fell asleep

dreaming about being with Samantha and Christine.