First Time Model (Part 2)
- Bazil Le Neve
- Dec 28, 2024
- 47 min read
Updated: Jan 13
This is a continuation of the story 'First Time Model. It is more erotic than the original story so merits a 'Three Chilli' rating. First time model Keila features again; is she any braver second time around?
In the weeks immediately following Keila’s first modelling experience I saw her a couple of times out with Rebecca and Jess. On both occasions she was dressed rather soberly in her familiar grey jogging bottoms and hoodie. Given what I knew about her now, I couldn’t help but wonder if she was wearing sexy underwear beneath; perhaps even the tiny blue G-string that she had spoken of. And of course, I now knew what a gorgeous body she had. She wore her hood up on her hoodie along with a baseball cap, so I couldn’t tell whether she’d kept the spunky hairstyle she’d had at the session or if she’d reverted to her plain style. I hope she’d kept the modern look because it really suited her.
Keila was as shy as ever. Needless to say, she didn’t mention anything about the modelling session to me. She didn’t even confirm one way or the other that she’d sent her photos on to the calendar producers. Perhaps her nerves had taken over and she’d had second thoughts? The fact that neither Rebecca nor Jess brought up the subject suggested they were unaware of what Keila had done. Of course, I didn’t mention it – as promised, it was our secret.
A couple of days after I last saw Keila I was surprised to get a call from her.
“Hiya, it’s Keila.” she said, “Can we talk?”
“Hiya Keila.” I replied, “Everything okay?” I’d sensed a nervousness in her voice over and above her usual shyness.
“Sort of.” she replied, her tone imparting that everything was not okay, “I’ve heard back from the calendar people.” she continued.
“And?” I pressed, eager to find out if she'd been accepted.
“They really like my pictures.” she confirmed, “And they’d like to use me in the calendar.”
I sensed there was a 'but' coming.
“That’s great!” I said, “Assuming that you’re still happy to do it?”
Perhaps it was the realisation that lots of people – including her friends and family – were going to see her picture was giving her second thoughts. That it was all getting ‘a bit close, a bit real’.
“Oh, I’m still happy to do it. In fact, I’ve had really positive feedback on my photos and the way that I look, that makes me want to do it more than ever.” she affirmed, “It’s just they’ve asked for more pictures.”
“More pictures?” I questioned dumbfounded, “You had over a hundred. But if they want some more I’m quite happy to take them. Assuming you want me to?”
“Thank you. I hoped you might. ” she said, “I’ll try to be a bit more confident next time. I know I was nervous last time.”
“We both were.” I admitted, “But I didn’t think it came through in the photos. I thought we captured your personality – you’re never going to be brash are you?”
“That’s true.” she chuckled, “I just need to be a bit bolder, a bit more self-assured with what I show you.”
“You couldn’t show me anymore.” I laughed, “I think I saw everything!”
“You did! I didn’t mean to do that!” she giggled, “I promise I’ll show you everything again next time. I’ll even let you take a picture of it – my pussy that is. That’s a promise!” she laughed.
“They’ve not asked for pictures of your private area have they?” genuine concern in my voice, “I’d worry if they have.”
“No. No. Nothing like that.” she reassured me, “I didn’t send them any of me where I was naked. They seemed more than satisfied with the pictures of me clothed or in my undies. Don’t worry, I wouldn’t send them any pictures of my pussy. I don't mind you seeing it again though.” she chuckled.
“What do they want then?” I quizzed, “I thought we’d covered all the bases.”
“They want some photos of me with another girl.” she said sheepishly, “And they want them within a week.”
“Oh, that’s awkward.” I confessed, “Have you got any friends that would be up for it?”
“I only really know Rebecca and Jess.” Keila revealed, “And we know they’re not keen to get involved from when you talked about it in the pub. If you don't know of anyone I guess I’ll just have to admit defeat.” she added, deflated.
“Sorry, I can’t think of anyone.” I confessed, “You, Rebecca and Jessica are the only girls I know of.
"I wasn't really expecting you to." Keila despaired, "I just thought I'd ask."
”That’s such a shame. I thought the calendar might be the first step on the road to a glorious modelling career for you.” I sympathised, “You’ve certainly got the body and the looks for it.”
“Aww, that’s sweet. Thank you.” she sighed, “I hoped it would too. I enjoyed posing for the camera much more than I expected to. Although when I look back I still find it hard to believe you got me to strip totally naked. Never in a million years did I expect that!”
“I wasn’t expecting it either!” I confirmed, “Don’t give up just yet. Have a word with Rebecca and Jess. I know they weren’t keen to do the calendar but you may persuade one of them to help you out with a shoot.”
“That means I’ll have to tell them what I’ve done.” Keila said uneasily. “I’d be too embarrassed to admit to it.”
“You don’t have to tell them everything.” I reassured her, “You don’t have to say that you stripped off. Just say you did some fashion shots.” I suggested.
“I suppose I could.” Keila said, slightly less downbeat.
“They will find out that you’ve had some photos done anyway when the calendar comes out.” I reasoned, “If you’re in it.”
"That’s true.” Keila said, sounding more optimistic, “I desperately want to be in that calendar. If I can persuade someone to do it with me, would you be available to take some more photos?”
“Of course.” I confirmed, “I’ll just need a day’s notice to sort the lighting out again.”
“Thank you! You’re a star!” she said, excitement in her voice, “I’ll give you a call if I have any luck finding anyone. Oh, one other thing.”
“Yes?” I replied.
“I always keep my promises!” she laughed, “Bye!”
It was great to hear Keila so up-beat but I really didn’t think that she’d have any luck persuading Rebecca or Jess to get involved. I was disappointed for Keila because she seemed to have her heart set on getting her picture in the calendar. On a personal level I was also upset because I’d really like the opportunity to see Keila’s gorgeous body again, especially after what she’d just promised. And, as she’d said, ‘she always keeps her promises!’.
On Wednesday evening I got a short call from Keila.
“Hiya, it’s Keila.” she said, “Can’t talk long but are you free to do a shoot tomorrow evening at 7.30.”
“Hiya Keila.” I replied, “That shouldn’t be a problem.”
“Great! Thank you! We’ll see you then. Bye.” And with that she put the phone down.
To say I was surprised is an understatement. I really didn’t expect Keila to have any luck finding anyone. In anticipation, I spent some time on Thursday recreating my pseudo-studio, fixing the temporary lights and putting up the backcloth, along with a chair and a few other props in case they were needed. I changed the batteries in the camera and prepared a data stick. I also put freshly laundered sheets on the bed just in case. And I improved the lighting in the bedroom by aiming a couple of large angle poise lamps at the bed – optimistic I know! All the time I busied myself I was wondering what Keila had managed to sort out. Keila had definitely said ‘We’ll see you then’ suggesting she wasn’t coming on her own, but she’d not given any indication of who was coming with her.
As seven thirty approached I sat nervously in my kitchen. Soon after I heard the familiar sound of a car pulling into the drive. Listening intently, I distinctly heard two car doors open and close. This was followed by the sound of footsteps scrunching on the gravel – definitely more than one person was approaching the door. There was a faint knock at the front door. I opened it to find Keila standing there looking as nervous as ever, and alongside her stood Jess looking even more apprehensive.
I invited them both in, unable to hide my delight at seeing them; and my surprise at seeing Jess. I just hope I wasn’t too gushing. Keila was wearing a loose-fitting grey hoodie with the hood up, teamed with tight blue denim jeans. She was carrying the same sports bag that she’d brought her spare clothes in previously. Jess was wearing a stylish black top also with tight blue jeans. Jess was holding a chic overnight bag, which I assumed - I hoped (!) - also contained a change of clothes.
Before I go too far, I guess I should remind you what the girls look like, and a bit about their personality. Jessica (Jess) was glamourous, and very attractive: tall, slim, with legs to die for. She had brown eyes and long brown / auburn hair that she usually wore straight but sometimes with soft curls. She appeared self-assured – even cheeky – when with her friends but I had the impression this was merely a front and that actually she was quite reserved.
Keila was average height and build; but I’d seen for myself recently that her body was anything but ‘average’! She had a gorgeously smooth, golden, coffee-brown complexion resulting from her mixed heritage. She wore her jet-black hair short, and had recently had a stylish tousled pixie cut that really suited her. Her eyes were brown and sultry. She was shy – even timid – in company, but had slowly gained more confidence, and come out of herself when we’d been alone together.
“Would you like a drink, girls?” I asked as I showed them in.
“Vodka coke, please.” Jess replied.
“I’m afraid I don’t have any coke.” I answered, kicking myself that I’d not thought to get any in – but why would I, I wasn’t expecting Jess. “I can do you a vodka lemonade if you like?”
“That’ll be fine.” Jess said, looking around and taking in the unfamiliar surroundings of my cottage, “Cute house you’ve got.” she continued.
“Thank you.” I replied, “Keila, would you like a drink?”
“Lemonade please.” Keila responded quietly, “I’m driving again.”
“Keila, while I’m getting the drinks ready why don’t you show Jess where to put your bags and then take her through to the lounge where the lighting is set up.” I suggested.
Keila led Jess through to the downstairs cloak room which was to be their changing room for the evening. I poured the drinks. When they emerged Keila had removed her grey hoodie to reveal a close-fitting black crop top that accentuated her breasts. I guessed she must be wearing a padded bra again because her breasts were larger than I recalled them being naturally. I was delighted to see the gleaming golden-brown skin exposed between the waistline of her jeans and the bottom of her crop top; I was even more delighted to see she’d retained her spunky, modern hairstyle. The only downside was that the jeans she was wearing tonight were slightly higher waisted than the ones she’d worn last time and her panties weren’t visible. Hopefully I’d get to see them later. I must admit, she looked great again.
I joined the girls in my makeshift ‘studio’ where Keila was pointing out the various places to stand to make best use of the impromptu lighting. I handed the drinks out.
“Jess, has Keila told you what we’re going to do?” I asked.
Keila shot me a worried glance that suggested to me she’d not been completely open with Jess. The look was one that implored me not to be open with her either.
“Not really.” Jess replied cautiously, "She just asked if I’d have some photos taken with her. I agreed to it before only finding out on the way here tonight that it was you taking them. I thought we were going to a professional photographer.” She sounded disheartened.
“I’m sorry to disappoint you.” I conceded, “It’s only me I’m afraid. I took some photos of Keila a couple of weeks ago that she submitted to the calendar people. They liked the shots but wanted some more of her with another girl. That’s why we’re here tonight. It shouldn’t take too long as Keila has already lots of pictures of herself on her own.
Keila looked at me again and smiled nervously. I don’t think I’d given too much away, but perhaps I shouldn't have mentioned the calendar.
“That’s much more than Keila had told me. Thank you.” Jess stated, “I take it that's the calendar you talked of the other evening?"
"That's the one." I confirmed, "They'd like to use Keila in next year's."
"And I definitely won’t be in the calendar?” Jess asked apprehensively.
“Not unless you want to be?” I confirmed, “We don’t even have to tell them your name.”
“No. I don’t want to be.” Jess said forthrightly, “Can I see the pictures that you took of Keila last time?”
This was going to be awkward! Fortunately Keila stepped in to rescue me.
“I’ve got them all stored on a memory stick – which I don’t have with me. Sorry.” she explained hurriedly, “I‘ll show them to you some other time. I must admit I was pleased with them.”
Keila had bought some time. No doubt now she could sort out the pictures and only show Jess the ones that she was happy to share.
“Are we ready to start?” I pressed, wanting to move the discussion on before Jess asked any more awkward questions, “I suggest I start with some head shots of Keila on her own, then some of you Jess on your own, just to get the lighting correct.”
Keila took up position in front of my makeshift backdrop. She was much more confident and relaxed than she was the first time. She smiled radiantly into the camera. After just half-a-dozen shots I was happy with what I was capturing. Jess watched from behind me.
“I’m happy with that if you are?” I asked Keila, “Okay to swap?”
“I’m happy.” Keila smiled, “I’m much more chilled than I was last time. It’s almost as if I know what I’m doing.” she laughed.
Keila and Jess swapped places. Immediately I could see that Jess was uptight. Although she adopted the same poses as Keila had done she looked rigid, strained even. She normally had a winning, captivating smile but suddenly, when confronted by the camera, her lips pursed tightly and she squinted one eye. No amount of coaxing from me could get her to smile naturally in the way that I knew that she could. The more I urged her to stand naturally the more awkward she looked. After I’d taken a quite a few shots I looked at the images on the camera. It was amazing how I’d managed to take someone so attractive and make her look so unalluring. I thought it best not to show the girls. At least the pictures indicated how I needed to adjust the lighting.
“Okay to swap again and move onto some body shots?” I instructed.
Jess and Keila swapped around again, and again Keila quickly struck up some camera-friendly poses. She was making my job easy for me, always responding quickly and willingly to my instructions. In fact, she was so compliant I think that if I’d asked her to drop her jeans and reveal her panties she would have done so without question. She was extremely photogenic and a natural in front of the lens. I just hoped that Jess, who was observing from behind me, was taking it all in, watching and learning.
I was more than comfortable with Keila so I got the girls to change places again. As soon as Jess was in front of the camera she lost any poise that she possessed. Instead of Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz I was faced with the Tin Man! I took lots of pictures in various poses but when I looked back through them I had to admit they were dreadful. I deleted most of them. I just had to hope that when the two girls posed together some of Keila’s new-found confidence and joie de vivre would rub off. The reason we were here was to get pictures of the two girls together, so there was hope yet.
“Okay, I’m happy with the lighting and your positions.” I told them, “Can we get the two of you together in front of the camera? Jess, Keila has done this before, so just relax and follow her lead.”
The two girls took up positions and immediately I could see there was no chemistry between them. Jess was either trying too hard or not hard enough, it was a job to tell. She presented as if she was uninterested, that she was there on sufferance. Everything she did was wooden. Whereas Keila had learnt from our first session and was exuding confidence, Jess just looked clumsy. Looking at the resulting images the difference between them was manifest. If Keila had been lifting Jess up all would have been fine; unfortunately Jess was dragging Keila down. I recalled that it taken quite a while for Keila to relax during our first session, perhaps I was being over optimistic thinking that Jess would take to it so quickly. It was obviously going to take a lot longer than I had planned to get them to do all I wanted them to. By this time in our first session, Keila had already lowered her jeans and panties to expose her bottom. I couldn’t see that happening again soon – if ever! From what Keila said next I think she was getting as frustrated as me at the lack of progress
“Would you like us to undo our jeans and show our panties?” she asked.
“What? No way!” Jess exclaimed, "You didn’t tell me you did that kind of photo!”
“You didn’t mind him seeing them in the pub the other night.” Keila reasoned.
“That was different. It was only a quick glimpse. And he certainly didn’t take pictures of them!” Jess counted, “And I’d had more drink!” she added.
“Well I’m going to.” Keila said forthrightly.
With that Keila unbuttoned her jeans, slid the zip fly down and opened them up at the front to expose her panties. They looked like the skimpy white ones she’d worn the other day. If they were I was in for a treat if she took her jeans off – I recalled they didn’t leave much to the imagination. My main concern now was that Jess would be put off by Keila’s boldness, especially if she went any further.
“Don’t worry Jess.” I said, “I’m not expecting you to do that.”
"Good. Because you’d be disappointed if you were expecting me to.” Jess said adamantly, “I can’t believe Keila is doing it to be honest.”
“I showed him more than this last time.” Keila smiled, “Didn’t I?”
I was sure that if Keila told Jess that I’d seen her totally naked last time Jess would just pack up and leave.
“You did.” I confirmed, hoping Keila would pick up on my concerns.
"I did some underwear shots.” Keila said, “It wasn’t too bad.”
I breathed a sigh of relief. I thought we may just get away with that without spooking Jess. So what Jess said next took me completely by surprise.
“If you want me to do underwear shots I’ll need more drink.” she smiled, "Lot's more drink!"
“That can be arranged.” I grinned, “Give me your glass.”
Jess handed me her glass, I took it out to the kitchen and re-filled it, making sure she got a generous shot of vodka. I handed it to her on my return and she took a large swig.
“Wow!” That’s strong!” she spluttered.
“It’s because you’re used to drinking it with coke rather than lemonade.” I explained, covering up the fact I’d probably put a treble vodka in her glass. "Would you like more lemonade in it?" I questioned.
"No, it's fine." she coughed, then continued, “If it’s as strong as it tastes I’ll be showing you more than my undies!” she giggled.
I thought to myself: ‘I wish!’. Jess took another gulp of her drink, shrugged, and joined Keila in front of the camera, taking her drink with her. Jess seemed suddenly more relaxed, as if holding a glass was like a form of comfort blanket. I noticed a rapport developing between the two of them. Jess was a lot less rigid, and although she wasn’t as natural as Keila she started to respond to the camera. I looked at the images on the camera; the more recent ones were much more pleasing. I still wasn’t confident enough to risk asking Jess to do anything too daring but I thought Keila may be up for it.
“Can you turn round now please Keila? I'll get some shots from behind." I instructed, “Jess, move in closer to Keila but stay facing me.”
The two girls did as I instructed. The composition looked just as I hoped it would, contrasting their height, skin tone and the colour of their tops.
“That looks great!” I enthused, “Keila, can you ease your jeans down a bit so we can see a bit more of your panties?”
Keila did as I asked without question. Jess instinctively looked down at Keila’s exposed panties.
“Keila, you do realise how small your panties are?” Jess gasped, “They hardly cover your bum cheeks!”
“I know!” Keila said cheerily, “Exciting isn’t it?”
I thought I’d chance my arm.
“Keila, can you lower your jeans and panties so we can see more of your bottom?” I ventured, “Remember, don’t do it if you’re not happy to.”
Again, she did as I asked. She slowly pulled her jeans and panties down so that virtually all of her pert bottom was in view. I was delighted to see her delightful, peachy cheeks again. Jess stared at it.
“Keila! I can’t believe you just did that!” Jess exclaimed, “You realise we can see your bare bum?”
“I guessed you could.” Keila grinned, “It’s your turn next.”
“I couldn’t do that!” Jess stated, “I’m nowhere near brave enough.”
As the girls chatted I looked through the images. They really weren’t that bad now. I thought it an opportune time to give the girls a chance to change.
“You’ve both done really well in that session.” I congratulated them, “Keila, pull your jeans and panties up. When you’ve done that, you can turn to face me again.”
Keila ensured her jeans were pulled up before she turned round. Both girls stood facing me.
“Do you want to change now? You’ll probably have to take turns as the cloakroom is not that big.” I said, “Jess, would you like to go first?”
Jess put her glass down and traipsed off to get changed, leaving me alone with Keila just as I had hoped.
“That was awkward.” I whispered to her, "Jess was really nervous."
“Wasn’t it just!” Keila whispered back, “It did get better though didn’t it?”
“It did. Those last few shots weren’t that bad at all.” I confirmed, “And it was great to see your cute little bottom again.” I grinned.
“I was desperate to get some clothes off! I find it really exciting!” Keila chuckled, “I honestly didn’t think Jess was ever going to lighten up.”
“I was worried that’d you’d scare her off and you’d have to take her home before we got any pictures.” I said, "And before I saw any more of your stunning body.”
“Don’t worry about that. I promised you’d get to see my pussy again tonight, and I always keep my promises. In fact I’ve been really excited by the thought of showing it to you again.” she winked.
“I can’t wait!” I winked back, “Sssh, here comes Jess.”
We heard the door to the cloakroom open and Jess emerged wearing a little black dress; I think it was the one she was wearing in the pub when she was showing off her gorgeous legs – and more! She looked stunning. Keila took her place in the changing room.
“You look great!” I said to Jess, “Would you like another drink while we wait for Keila to change?”
“Thank you. And yes please.” Jess said.
I went into the kitchen and poured Jess another generous glass of vodka lemonade. I handed Jess the glass and she took a swig.
“I’m getting the taste for this now. I feel quite squiffy already.” she chortled, “If you think getting me tipsy will make me less ‘inhitepid’, ‘inhetibid’ – shy!” she slurred “You’re probably right!”
At that point Keila came out of the cloakroom. She was wearing the tiny black miniskirt that she’d worn previously, teamed with an even skimpier crop top. She looked wonderful.
“Wow! I thought my dress was short, but that skirt takes the biscuit!” Jess exclaimed, “I hope you’ve got knickers on underneath!”
“I’ve still got my sexy little white ones on.” Keila smiled, and as she said it she lifted her skirt up to reveal them.
“Me too!” Jess grinned, and lifted the hem of her dress up to reveal hers.
“If you two are going to flash your knickers to each other at least wait until I’ve got the camera ready.” I said.
“You’ll see them soon enough!” Keila giggled, “Won’t he Jess?”
“I guess so.” Jess, equally giggly, replied.
“Okay to start again then?” I prompted.
Jess took another swig of drink and joined Keila in front of the camera. Jess was much more at ease now and the girls looked great with each other. They were both quite bubbly and actually looked like they were having fun. This shone through in the images that I took. They both had tremendous legs. I wondered how cheeky they would be for the camera.
“Keila, would you mind if Jess lifts your skirt up to expose your panties?” I asked.
“Not at all.” Keila confirmed, “Help yourself Jess. I honestly don’t mind.”
Jess took hold of Keila’s skirt and lifted it up to expose a glimpse of white panties.
“A bit higher?” I urged.
“Are you happy with that Keila?” Jess asked, “I can already see your knickers.”
“Sure. Carry on.” Keila smiled.
Jess lifted Keila’s skirt up even higher so that her sexy little white panties were completely exposed. There really wasn’t much to them; no more than a teeny-weeny G-string that barely covered her slit. Jess held Keila’s skirt up while I took several photos.
“Wow! They’re tiny.” Jess gasped, “You’re certainly giving him a good view!”
“You’re the one lifting my skirt up!” Keila reminded her.
I took several pictures with her like that. I thought I’d risk asking for a bit more.
“Keila, you’ve done great so far.” I encouraged, “I can see you’ve got a bra on; how do you feel about taking your top off and revealing it?”
“Okay.” Keila said, seemingly not bothered, “No probs.”
Without any of the hesitation or modesty she’d displayed during our first session she simply lifted her crop top over her head and removed it. Jess watched on in disbelief. I took a few more images of Keila’s gorgeous body.
“That’s brilliant!” I said, “Your turn now Keila, staying like you are in your bra and mini skirt, can you lift Jess’s dress up? Assuming she doesn’t mind?” I added.
“After what she did to me I’m going to lift it up whether she minds or not!” Keila giggled.
Keila grasped hold of the hem of Jess’s dress and lifted it right up above the waistline of Jess’s tiny panties.
“Keila!” Jess yelped.
“I bet you’re seeing more of them now than you did the other night when Jess flashed them to you in the pub!” Keila laughed.
I certainly was! I looked in disbelief at Jess’s long, slender legs and her tiny white panties, which were nearly as sexy and revealing as Keila’s. There was something wildly erotic watching the girls expose each other. Fortunately I'd taken Keila’s advice and worn looser trousers than last time, even so I could feel the bulge of my erection pressing against them. As for the girls they were quite giggly and seemed to be enjoying themselves.
“You two seem to be having fun. It’s coming through in the images.” I observed, “How do you feel about undressing down to your undies?” I asked, hopefully.
“Okay by me.” Keila smiled, “Mind you, I haven’t got far to go anyway. Jess, how about you?”
“You want me to take my dress off so you can take pictures of me in just my bra and knickers?” Jess asked; I noted a slight hint of concern.
“That’s right.” Keila chuckled, “Come on Jess!”
“If you get me another drink I’ll do it!” Jess half laughed, half slurred, “I’ll probably need some help with my zip though.” she giggled.
“I’ll do that!” Keila grinned.
I hurried out into the kitchen and poured Jess another vodka lemonade – just a small one this time, mostly lemonade in fact. I was worried that Jess would rapidly move from tipsy to not feeling well. I was buzzing, not believing what Jess had just agreed to do. I returned and handed the drink to Jess. She took a swift glug.
“I must be getting used to this now.” Jess smiled, “It doesn’t taste anywhere near as strong.”
“Are you ready now?” Keila enquired, seeming as keen as me to get Jess’s dress off.
“I guess so.” Jess chuckled, "I can’t believe we’re doing this!”
I watched enthralled as Jess turned her back to Keila and Keila slowly peeled the zip of Jess’s little black dress down. When the zip was all the way down to Jess’s bottom Keila moved her hands up to Jess’s shoulders and pushed the dress off each side. The dress was tight fitting and Keila had to wriggle it down. It was so exciting watching Jess’s glorious body slowly revealed. Jess was wearing a white lacy bra; her breasts were small but appeared firm and nicely shaped. Her body was slender, her torso taut. The dress passed over Jess’s wide hips then fell rapidly to the floor. Jess stepped out of it and turned to face me in just her bra and panties; she was stunning.
“Well? What do you think?” she smiled, “Better than the view you had in the pub?”
“Heavenly.” I purred, “Absolutely breathtaking.”
“Thank you.” Jess simpered, “If Keila had told me you’d be taking pictures of me like this I would never had agreed to help.”
“That’s why I didn’t tell you!” Keila grinned, “Anyway, you’re ahead of me now. Are you going to help me take my skirt off?”
“Of course.” Jess said, “Although to be fair, there’s not much of it in the first place.”
Jess unzipped Keila’s tiny mini skirt which fell straight to the floor. Both girls were now standing in front of me in just their bras and panties. It was a captivating view. Needless to say I took lots of pictures from the front and the back. It was an opportunity not to be missed. The girls seemed to be enjoying themselves, joking and teasing. Jess was much more at ease than she had been earlier. I was confident that Keila would be delighted with the resulting images.
“Before we go any further I think we ought to go up to the bedroom.” Keila proposed.
“Keila, what are you suggesting?” Jess enquired, “And what do you mean by ‘go any further’?” she added, sounding only slightly concerned.
“Come with me and I’ll show you.” Keila giggled, “I promise it’ll be fun.”
I was as dumbstruck as Jess by Keila's suggestion. Keila led Jess to the stairs; I followed behind. Half-way up the stairs my face was level with Jess’s adorable bottom. I couldn’t resist it. I reached up and pulled Jess’s little panties down. She quickly pulled them up again but not before I got a titillating view of her bare bum cheeks.
“That was naughty!” Jess exclaimed, sounding excited rather than angry.
“What did he do?” Keila quizzed, oblivious to what had happened behind her.
“He pulled my knickers down!” Jess divulged.
“That was naughty!” Keila chuckled. “Did he see much?”
“My bare bum.” Jess confirmed, not seeming overly concerned.
Keila looked down the stairs and saw that Jess was covered again. She continued up to my bedroom. Jess and I followed.
“I suppose it’s best not to ask how you know where the bedroom is?” Jess stated, “Or what you did in here?”
“Oh, nothing like that happened.“ Keila smiled, “I just had some pictures taken on the bed. I thought we could do the same again.”
Keila climbed onto my bed and Jess followed. The two of them, dressed in just their undies, looked stunning as they playfully posed on my bed. Jess’s pale skin contrasted spectacularly with Keila’s golden-honeyed tones as they embraced frivolously. I took lots of pictures; they looked wonderful.
“Would you like us to carry on undressing each other?” Keila asked frankly.
“Keila!” Jess exclaimed, “We’ve not got much left to come off!”
“We can take each other’s bra’s off.” Keila suggested, matter-of-factly, “I’ll let you take mine off first.”
Without waiting for a reply from either Jess or myself, Keila turned her back to Jess, making it obvious what she was expecting Jess to do. Keila was sitting on the bed facing me with Jess sitting behind her. I saw Jess move her hands to Keila’s back and I surmised she was undoing Keila’s bra clasp. She then pushed the straps off Keila’s shoulders and Keila removed her bra completely.
As I had done the first time I’d seen them, I let out an involuntary gasp as Keila’s breasts were revealed. They were stunning. Sure they weren’t overly large, but they weren’t exactly small either; to my mind they were perfect: well-formed, youthfully firm and nicely shaped. Even though her skin was golden brown, her areolae and nipples were even darker, the shade of burnt ochre. Her nipples were sticking out prominently again; perhaps they were naturally erect all the time or maybe she was aroused again.
“I can’t believe you got your tits out!” Jess gasped, “You seem so relaxed about it even though he’s just in front of you getting a great view of them.”
“It was much easier to get them out this time than it was the first time.” Keila laughed, “You wouldn’t believe how shy I was!”
“What? You didn’t tell me you got topless before.” Jess said, “If I’d known I wouldn’t have risked coming with you tonight.”
“You’re here now, so are you going to do it?” Keila grinned, “Come on Jess, get them out!” Keila teased.
“You expect me to take my bra off?” Jess said, sounding vexed.
“Not at all.” Jess laughed, “I expect you to let me to do it for you!”
I didn’t get involved in their conversation but secretly I had my fingers crossed behind my back hoping that Keila would convince Jess to remove her bra.
“Come on Jess, let’s swap places so I can undo your bra easier.” Keila encouraged.
The girls shifted position so that now Jess was sitting on the bed facing me with Keila sitting behind her. Before Jess knew what was happening, Keila was undoing Jess’s bra clasp, and just as Jess had done to her she pushed the straps off her shoulders and the bra fell into Jess’s lap. I think Jess was as surprised as me that her tits were completely exposed. She made no attempt to conceal them; I think the shock had rendered her incapable of doing anything.
I gawped wide-eyed, mouth open at the unexpected view. I had sensed my jaw drop as Jess’s breasts were revealed. They were smaller than Keila’s but they were smooth, unblemished, rounded and perfectly formed. Her areolae and nipples were smaller than Keila’s too, and obviously not so dark. Her nipples were erect.
“You’re staring.” Jess said to me, disconcerted.
“Sorry. It’s just they are adorable.” I uttered, barely able to speak, “I knew they would be.”
“Thank you.” Jess smiled, “I’m conscious they’re not particularly big.”
“They look heavenly to me.” I purred, “Can I take some pictures of you both like that?”
“You mean with our tits out?” Keila giggled, “Of course you can.”
I took several pictures of them topless; they put on quite a show, cheerfully frolicking on the bed and teasing me. As they played, their bare breasts bobbled enticingly and as they cuddled, their boobs pressed together which caused the girls to laugh. They even fondled each other’s breasts at one point and seemed to enjoy it. It goes without saying I was enormously aroused watching them cavorting on my bed. Suddenly Keila broke off from the fun and games.
“Right, panties next!” she announced unequivocally.
“What? No way!” Jess exclaimed in disbelief, “Oh my God! You actually mean it don’t you!” she added, seeing the conviction on Keila’s face.
“Of course I mean it.” Keila smiled, “It’s time to get our pussies out!” she laughed.
“Tell me you’ve not done this before as well Keila.” Jess pleaded.
“Well I sort of did.” Keila grinned, “I took my panties off but I was careful to make sure he didn’t see my pussy. I didn’t mind him seeing my bare bottom, and even taking photos of it – but I was too nervous to show him my pussy. I’d never shown it to anyone before. So I was very particular about that. That is, until the end.” she conceded.
“What do you mean ‘until the end?” Jess quizzed, “Has he seen it or not?”
“Well, right at the end of the session I accidentally exposed it.” Keila chuckled, “I honestly didn’t do it on purpose.” Keila added, as if asking for forgiveness.
Jess turned to me; concern etched on her face.
“Have you seen Keila’s pussy or not?” she asked directly.
“Yes, but only a glimpse.” I confirmed, “And I certainly didn’t take any photos of it.”
“I should hope not!” Jess exclaimed, "I can't believe she actually showed it to you. I'm seeing you in a whole new light Keila!"
“The thing is Jess, I promised him he could see it properly this time, and even take some pictures of it.” Keila said sheepishly.
“Keila!” Jess exclaimed, ”How could you?!”
“To tell you the truth, I found it really exciting standing in front of him totally naked, knowing that he was looking at my tits and my pussy.” Keila giggled, “You should try it!”
“No way!” Jess said firmly. “I’m not taking my knickers off for anybody!”
“Well I’m going to take mine off.” Keila said, equally firmly, “Or rather, you’re going to take mine off.”
“You want me to take your knickers off?” Jess asked, seeking assurance that she’d understood Keila correctly, "Are you sure?"
“Yes please.” Keila confirmed, eagerly, "I want you to."
Keila energetically scrambled off the bed and stood directly in front of me in just her tiny white G-string; she was so close that when I looked at her breasts I could see tiny follicles on her areolae. Jess slowly got off the bed and knelt beside her in her tiny white panties. Keila smiled and winked at me.
“Not long now, you’ll soon be seeing it again!” she grinned, “I said I keep my promises!”
When Keila had posed for me previously she’d kept her pussy hidden on the premise that she wanted a ‘proper boyfriend’ to be the first person to see it. I’d admired her virtuousness at the time. She’d also admitted that she’d never slept with anyone, and that she’d promised herself not to show her pussy to anyone until she was ready to lose her virginity. It seemed as if her first premise was being discarded; I was beginning to wonder if there was any possibility that the second was as well. She certainly came across as much more carefree.
Jess gripped either side of Keila’s G-string and slowly started to ease it down. I watched enthralled. Keila was very dark ‘down there’ and although she was shaved I was close enough to discern fine stubble on her pubic mound. The top of Keila’s slit came into view. Jess hesitated and stopped.
“We can just see the start of your slit.” Jess said, “Are you sure you want me to carry on?”
“Pull them right down.” Keila instructed, “Honestly, I don’t mind.”
Jess resumed pulling the G-string down so that Keila’s pussy was completely revealed. It was just as I remembered it: adorably small, neat and maidenly tight. Once Jess had pulled the G-string right down to Keila’s ankles she stepped out of it and parted her legs slightly to ensure I got an even better view of her pussy. It was blush pink. I wasn’t the only one taking a keen interest in it, I noticed that Jess was having a close look too.
“Well?” Keila asked, seemingly unfazed by how much I – or should I say ‘we’ - could see.
“It’s delectable.” I purred, “Thank you for showing it to me – again!”
“You’re welcome.” Keila smiled, “Shall I get back on the bed so you can take some pictures of me naked? I promise I won’t cover it up this time!” she added with a grin.
“That would be awesome!” I enthused, "Jess, will you join her?"
"I'll join her on the bed but I'll not be getting naked." Jess stated unequivocally.
Keila turned and climbed back on the bed, giving me a great view of her cute bum as she did so. She beckoned for Jess to join her, which she did. The two girls put on quite a performance again – Keila completely naked and Jess in just her tiny panties. Keila was so confident now and even spread her legs several times so that I had a perfect opportunity to get pictures of her intoxicating pussy – which obviously I made the most of. At one point she even reached down between her legs and used her fingers to open up her slit like pulling back the curtains at the theatre. She smiled for the camera – or for me (?) – as she did it. I could see that the internal folds of Keila’s pussy were flushed red and appeared moist. The girls were getting really quite intimate now. Keila placed Jess’s hand on her pussy, and while Jess gently stroked it Keila was kissing and squeezing Jess’s boobs. I got several pictures of them embracing. Keila looked at me, gave me a cheeky smile and winked naughtily. She was up to something.
Keila distracted Jess by kissing her fully on the lips, meanwhile she gradually eased Jess’s little panties down. I watched completely bewitched as Jess’s pussy was slowly revealed. It was made even more exciting because Jess was oblivious to what was happening. Keila manoeuvred her position on the bed purposely so that I had an unobstructed view of Jess’s private area. Jess was as smooth as silk; her pussy was tight but slightly longer than Keila’s; it was also redder – appropriately the shade of an English rose.
Keila managed to get Jess’s panties right off without Jess being any the wiser. She tossed them to me and chuckled. Both girls were now totally naked on my bed – what a treat! Keila laid flat on her back, and opened her legs; Jess did likewise next to her; like a human paper chain. What a picture that made with their tits and pussies fully exposed. It was at this point that Jess realised she was naked.
“Oh my God! I’ve lost my knickers!” she exclaimed and quickly put her hands in front of her pussy. “I take it you’ve seen it?” she asked me, mortified, “My pussy I mean.” she clarified.
“I have. It’s been out for quite a while.” I smiled, “Very nice it is too.”
“Have you taken any pictures of it?” Jess pressed, flushing red.
“Just a few.” I told her, "It's very photogenic."
"I'll literally kill you if anyone else sees them!" Jess cried.
“Don’t worry Jess, I’ll make sure no one else gets to see them.” Keila reassured her, then turning to me she added, “Would you like to join us on the bed?”
How could I refuse an invitation like that!
“Yes please!” I exclaimed, and went to climb on the bed.
“Not so fast!” Keila commanded, “You can only come on the bed if you’re naked like us.”
"Naked?" I questioned, then added without hesitation, “Okay, I’ll do it!” I was desperate to join them.
“Great! This will be fun!” Keila grinned, “Let me hold your camera while we watch you strip in front of us. And make sure we see everything!”
I handed the camera to Keila and started to undress. The two girls sat up in bed and watched eagerly as I stripped; Keila had a broad grin on her face. I was soon down to just my boxers. There was no way of hiding the fact that I was extremely aroused. Both girls giggled, nudged each other and fidgeted with nervous anticipation as I moved my hands to my boxers and started to lower them. I saw the girls’ eyes widen as my erection came into view. Jess mouthed something silently which I like to think was ‘Wow!’ but that could be wishful thinking on my part! I dropped my boxers to the floor, stepped out of them and stood in front of the girls ensuring they could see everything just as Keila had requested. My stiff penis was sticking out proudly towards them. Before I could react, Keila had taken several pictures of me like that. She passed the camera to Jess who looked at the images.
“We’ve now got some insurance against pictures of us being circulated.” Keila smiled, “If they are we just do the same with these of him with his cock out.” Keila explained.
“Well done!” Jess grinned, “Good thinking!”
“Okay, you can join us now.” Keila said to me, “We’ll make room in between us.” she sounded excited at the prospect of me joining them.
I climbed onto the bed and slid into the gap between the two girls. As I lay on my back I had Jess to my left and Keila to my right. I could sense the girls were looking at my manhood with forensic interest as it pointed imposingly toward the ceiling.
“I’ve never seen one this close before.” Keila admitted, “Apart from my little brother’s, but that doesn’t count.”
“Me neither.” Jess conceded, “It’s very stiff isn’t it?” she added.
Keila had already admitted to me that she was a virgin; from what Jess was intimating she was one too. No wonder it was stiff! I was lying in bed with two young, nubile, attractive, naked virgins!
“Can we hold it, please?” Keila asked, as polite as ever, “We’ll let you feel our pussies, won’t we Jess?”
“I’m not sure about that.” Jess said, hesitatingly, “But I would like to hold it.”
Before I had chance to respond I felt delicate fingers wrap around my member and start to work it. I gasped and looked down to see that it was Keila. For someone apparently so inexperienced she certainly seemed to know what to do. I reached out with my right hand and instinctively placed it on Keila’s pussy. She gave a little involuntary shudder.
“I’m sorry.” she whimpered, “I’m not used to having a man touch me down there.”
I started to rub her delicate little pussy with my fingertips. She arched her back so that her pussy came up to meet me.
“Mmm, that’s nice.” she murmured, “Please do that to Jess as well.”
I reached out with my left hand and placed it on Jess’s pussy. Just as Keila had done she trembled at my first touch. I started to rub her as well.
“Oh my God!” she murmured, “I wasn’t expecting that.”
“He’s rubbing yours as well is he Jess?” Keila sighed, “It feels nice doesn’t it?”
Jess just purred by way of reply. Keila was getting more active with my erection; I knew I couldn’t hold on much longer. I so wanted to make love to Keila but I also knew of Keila’s wish to lose her virginity to her first ‘proper’ boyfriend. I had to respect that wish. And as for Jess, she had drunk too much for her consent to be valid.
Keila indicated for Jess to take over rubbing my cock. Jess hesitantly wrapped her long, elegant fingers around it. Her touch was more sensitive, less robust. Keila leaned in close to me and whispered:
“When Jess has finished with it you can put it in me if you want to.”
“Sorry?” I questioned, not sure if I’d heard correctly.
“You can put your cock in my pussy if you want to.” she whispered close to my ear so that Jess couldn’t hear.
“But you said you wanted to wait until you had a ‘proper’ boyfriend.” I reminded her.
“I know I did say that, but I’ve been thinking about it long and hard.” she broke off and sniggered when she realised what she’d said, before continuing, “Well a girl can change her mind. I’d like to do it now, with you. Please.”
“You realise that once it’s done it can’t be undone?” I advised her.
“What we’ve done tonight has made me feel really horny. I’m desperate.” she said, “Don’t you want to do it?”
“Of course, I’d love to ‘do it’.” I whispered.
“Would you rather do it with Jess?” Keila whimpered, “She is rather hot.”
“You’re rather ‘hot’ too.” I reassured her, “And I’d love to do it with you.”
“Is it because Jess will be watching us?” Keila suggested, “I expect she’ll leave us on our own if that makes it easier for you.”
“Not at all.” I said, “I don’t mind her watching if you don’t. She’d have to be sworn to secrecy though.”
“The fact that we’ve got pictures of her pussy should ensure that.” Keila grinned.
“What are you two whispering about?” Jess interjected, “Did I hear you say my name? Are you talking about my pussy?”
“We’ve just agreed that as soon as you’ve finished playing with his cock we’re going to have sex.” Keila said bluntly, making the art of love-making sound no more romantic than doing the shopping.
“Keila!” Jess exclaimed, “What, actual sex?”
“Yes, actual sex!” Keila repeated.
“What, all three of us?” Jess sounded cautious, “I’m not sure I’m ready.” she added nervously, but not completely dismissively.
“That’s okay.” Keila said, “You can just watch if you want.”
“I’d prefer that.” Jess admitted, “Okay, I’ve stopped playing with it.”
After all the stimulation that I’d experienced I was concerned that my performance would be over rather too quickly. I turned to face Keila; she looked irresistible, if slightly apprehensive.
“Are you sure about this Keila?” I asked, giving her another opportunity to back out.
“Yes please.” she said, “What happens next? Are you going to get on top of me?”
I took that as my cue. I slid over her and kissed her gorgeous lips. At the same time I cupped her firm breasts, squeezed and fondled them – they felt as good as they looked. Next I reached down between our recumbent bodies and pushed her legs apart slightly. I felt her pussy; her outer lips were more relaxed than they had been earlier, suggesting she was receptive; she felt wet. I took hold of my erect member, eased my foreskin back and touched Keila’s vulva with my sensitive dome. She shuddered. I slowly lowered myself, feeling my member enter her. She let out a soft groan. Confident that I was safely inside, I took my hands away and carefully pushed down with my groin. Keila yelped, then her pelvis came up to meet me. The rise and fall of our bodies became rhythmic. I was deep inside her now. Despite the tightness I felt Keila’s hands on my buttocks ardently urging me in further.
I knew Keila was fit and athletic, and she brought all that energy and dynamism into our passion. What I hadn't expected was her to be so frantic, feisty and adventurous. Her hands were everywhere! She was groping me in places I didn't even know I had! The demure pussycat suddenly turned into a temerarious tiger.
Keila, normally so quiet and reticent, became noisy and vocal during our lovemaking. However, she did remain endearingly polite in her vocalisations. She gave a long stream of rapid ‘Yes pleases!’ building to a crescendo; followed by a string of ‘Oh my Gods!’ as she climaxed, ending with a series of breathless ‘Thank yous’ to conclude.
I held on as long as I could but such was the ferocity of our intimacy that the inevitable happened. I was deep inside her when I released and within half-a-dozen vigorous thrusts I was spent. We kissed and canoodled for a while longer then I eased myself off her and laid between Keila and Jess while I recovered my breath.
“Mmm, that was nice.” Keila purred, “I think I had an orgasm.” she giggled uncertainly.
“I know I did.” I responded with more confidence.
“And me!” Jess added even more assuredly.
We looked at Jess; she still had her fingers on her pussy, intimating that she’d been ‘self-pleasuring’ as she had watched us.
“I can’t believe I just watched the two of you have sex!” Jess exclaimed, “You were very noisy Keila; did it hurt?” she asked intrigued.
“It was a bit painful, especially as it first went in.” Keila explained, “But the pleasure outweighed the pain.”
“I must admit I watched it go in.” Jess conceded, “It seemed to go in a long way. And it looked very tight.”
“It felt like a long way too. I’ve only got a little pussy.” Keila responded with a giggle, then turning to me she added, “Why don’t you do it to Jess now?”
“It’s not quite that easy, Keila.” I laughed, “Although I’d love to ‘do it’ to Jess, it takes a while to recharge. Chaps have something called a ‘refractory period’ which means it is physiologically impossible for men to have multiple orgasms. It’ll probably take me thirty minutes or so before I’m ready to go again.”
“That’s a shame.” Keila said, “We haven’t got that long. I told my mum we’d be home by nine. Sorry Jess, it looks like he’s going to have to have you another night.”
“I’m sorry too Jess.” I sighed, “I’d love to have you another night if you’re up for it?”
“We’ll see. I must admit it did look fun.” Jess mused, she paused then added sheepishly, “I’ve a confession to make.”
“Oh, what’s that?” I asked, intrigued, quite expecting Jess to admit to being a virgin too.
“Whilst you were making love to Keila I fondled your balls.” she said blushingly.
“Did you now? I thought it strange how Keila managed to grope me in so many different places.” I laughed.
“Some of that was me.” Jess confided, “I hope you don’t mind?”
“Not at all.” I granted, “Did you feel everything that you wanted to?”
“For now.” Jess teased, "Thank you."
“If we’ve finished for the night I guess we ought to put our clothes back on.” Keila said, sounding disappointed, as if she wanted the activities to continue.
Keila swung her legs off the bed, stood up and bent over to pick up her discarded clothes off the floor. I’d never tire of seeing that gorgeous, peach-like, pert bottom. I spanked it playfully. Keila turned to face me, a cheeky smile on her face. I took in the splendid view of her naked body, recalling how reluctant she’d been to show it to me last time yet here it was in full view, her adorable pussy just inches away. As Keila slipped back into her undies I turned to watch Jess get off the bed. Those long, slender legs, slim body and little breasts all perfectly exposed. She made no attempt to hide her pussy either; it looked delectable. Once the girls were both dressed in their bra and panties they went downstairs to retrieve the rest of their clothes. I dressed and followed them soon after.
Downstairs I found the girls dressed in their jeans and tops giggling and chatting animatedly. I’d never be able to look at them again without visualising what they looked like underneath. I handed Keila a memory stick on which I’d saved the photos.
“Don’t go loosing this.” I said to Keila as I handed her the stick, “There’s pictures of all of us naked on there. We don’t want it falling into the wrong hands!”
“No we don’t!” Jess exclaimed, “Oh God! Can you imagine? I’d be mortified if anyone found out what we’d done tonight”
“Don’t worry, I promise I’ll keep it well hidden.” Keila assured us, “But I can’t promise that Jess and I won’t look at the pictures occasionally.” she giggled, then appealed directly to me, “And you promise you won’t tell anyone what we did? Especially what we just did?”
“Likewise, I promise I won’t tell.” I reassured her, “By-the-way, you were great in bed. Like I said before, your boyfriend is going to be an extremely lucky chap.” I added.
“Aww, thank you.” Keila smiled, "I must admit I enjoyed it!”
“And I enjoyed watching you both.” Jess chuckled, “Although I still can’t believe you went all the way right next to me, knowing I was watching!”
“That made it even more thrilling.” Keila confirmed.
Keila stepped forward, wrapped her arms around me and kissed me passionately on the lips. Once we had finished our embrace she stepped back and looked at me intently, then she started to talk to me excitedly:
“Thank you for all your help with the shots for the calendar. The pictures are great! I never for one minute expected to be photographed completely naked, but you made it so easy for me. Remember how nervous I was to start with? In the end I found the whole experience totally exhilarating.”
“As I said earlier, I couldn’t wait to come back and strip off once more. I knew I was going to show you my pussy again tonight, and to let you take pictures of it, but I never in my wildest dreams expected I’d let you touch it! But it felt so nice when you did.”
“I can’t believe you actually stripped off too and showed us your cock, and even let us hold it! That was awesome! I wasn’t expecting that at all! Thank you so much.”
“Finally, of course, I never imagined we’d end up having sex, and that it would feel so wonderful. Tonight has been better than I ever expected. Thank you.”
I’d never heard Keila so vocal, so expressive. Once she’d finished singing my praises, she turned to Jess.
“Thank you to you too Jess. Tonight would never have happened if you hadn’t agreed to help. I’m sorry I wasn’t completely truthful with you beforehand. I honestly didn’t plan for you to get naked too, and that we’d both get to see your pussy. It’s really cute, by-the-way.”
Jess blushed when she was reminded that we’d both seen her pussy, but from what she said next I think she was okay with it.
“I must admit I wasn’t expecting any of this.” Jess confessed, “Keila, when you first exposed your knickers I was ready to go home – I thought ‘I won’t do this’. But in the end I enjoyed myself; no doubt the drink helped! Though I still can’t believe that I showed you both everything, and even let you touch it!
“I was really worried when Keila suggested we went up to the bedroom. But that was fun.”
Addressing me specifically, Jess continued:
“I wasn’t expecting you to get naked and that I’d get to see and even hold your cock and more. I’m sorry I didn’t get to go as far with you as Keila did. It looked fun. Maybe next time.” she winked.
After both their speeches I was at a loss for words. So I kept it brief:
“What happened tonight was a complete shock to me; I never intended it or anticipated it – I never even dreamed it! You are both gorgeous, and you were both great. Thank you.”
“Thank you.” the girls purred in unison.
“Damn! I’ve left my hair stuff in the bathroom.” Jess exclaimed, “Excuse me.”
Jess hurried off to retrieve her belongings, leaving Keila and I together in the kitchen. Keila started rummaging in her sports bag. She found what she was looking for and handed it to me. It was her tiny white G-string.
“A little ‘thank you’ gift to remind you of tonight.” she grinned.
“I’m not likely to forget tonight in a hurry, but thank you.” I smiled, taking it from her, “Does that mean you’ve got nothing on under your jeans?” I asked with a chuckle.
“You know how to find out.” she giggled, opening her arms and inviting me in for another hug.
I put my hands behind her on the bare silken skin of her midriff between the bottom of her crop top and the waist of her jeans. As we caressed I stroked her smooth back, gradually working my hands down towards her jeans. My fingers involuntarily trembled as I made first contact with the top of her jeans. I knew from earlier that her jeans were loose enough for me to slip my hands in. I gradually slid my fingers between the waistband of her jeans and her bare skin. Soon my hands were completely inside her jeans. I clenched the cheeks of her bottom and squeezed them. Keila smiled at me and whispered:
“Well, am I wearing any?”
“I don’t think so, you naughty girl.” I whispered back.
Keila giggled, then continued, “While your hands are inside my jeans can you stroke my pussy again please?”
I took my left hand out and placed it on her bare back again, this gave me enough freedom to manoeuvre my right hand inside her jeans. I worked my hand around to the front until my fingers located her pubic mound. I could feel the short, stubby hairs where she’d recently shaved. I tentatively moved my hand lower. It was Keila’s turn to give an involuntary shudder as I made contact with the top of her slit. I slipped my fingers over her pussy and started to gently rub it.
“That feels nice.” Keila whimpered, “Can you be a bit firmer please?”
I did as she asked, pressing a bit harder against it. I eased my fingers inside and found her clit. I tickled it with the end of my finger.
“Oh my God! Oh my God!” Keila groaned, “Please do that again.”
I carried on fondling her clit; Keila squirmed with pleasure. She unwrapped one of her arms from me and placed her hand on my crotch through my trousers. I was erect again. Keila squeezed my manhood; it was my turn to moan.
“You’re over your refectory period then?” Keila chuckled, “It’s stiff again.”
“It’s ‘refractory’.” I clarified, “And it appears I am.” I sniggered.
“If we had time I’d drop my jeans and you could have me again right here in the kitchen.” Keila quipped. “As you’ve discovered, you wouldn’t even have to pull my panties down!”
“That’s so tempting.” I murmured, “I must admit it recovered a lot quicker than I was expecting.”
“It’s a shame we didn’t know that before you turned Jess down.” Keila retorted, “Speaking of which, here she comes.”
Jess came back into the kitchen. We quickly brought our embrace to an end and turned to face her; both of us looking guilty. Jess obviously noticed.
“You two look flustered.” Jess noted, “What have you been up to?”
“We were just having a kiss and a cuddle to say goodbye.” Keila explained, “You’ve just got time for a quick one too.” Then turning back to me Keila smiled and added, “I suggest that you do the same to Jess as you’ve just done to me.”
Keila gave me a sly wink and moved away so that Jess could get nearer. I opened my arms and Jess stepped in close, wrapping her arms around me. We kissed tentatively; Jess was hesitant, with none of the passion that Keila had displayed. I put my hands on her back and caressed her youthfully smooth skin. As I’d done with Keila I gradually worked my hands down towards the top of her jeans. When my fingers touched the denim I faltered. Jess’s jeans were tighter than Keila’s and I guessed I’d only be able to slip one hand in. I gradually slid my fingers between the waistband of her jeans and her bare skin. If Jess was going to object and stop me, now would be the time. As a diversion I stroked her back with my other hand more vigorously. Little by little my hand slipped into her jeans until it was completely inside. I could feel the soft cotton of her panties – she hadn’t gone commando like Keila - I sneaked my fingers inside those too; her bottom felt exquisite. Jess broke off from kissing me, smiled at me and whispered:
“You do know I can feel your hand inside my knickers?” she challenged accusingly.
“Do you mind?” I replied guiltily, like a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
“Not really.” she giggled, “It actually feels quite nice.”
I playfully squeezed her plum-like cheeks, which made her giggle even more. As I had previously done with Keila, I progressively worked my hand around towards the front. I tried to keep her distracted by massaging her back and shoulders with my free hand. My fingers reached her pubic mound and I could feel short fine hairs that were not so coarse as Keila’s. Once more Jess broke off from kissing me; again she smiled at me and this time she whispered:
“Your fingers are getting precariously close to my pussy.” she warned, “I suppose you want to feel it again?”
“I hoped I might.” I replied guiltily, knowing I’d been caught.
“Okay, I’ll let you.” she said to my astonishment, “On one condition.”
“Condition?” I quizzed sceptically.
“You can touch it on condition that I can stroke your cock again.” she said brazenly, “I enjoyed doing that when we were upstairs.”
“Okay, that seems fair.” I said, surprised by Jess’s proposition.
I used my free hand to unzip my trousers and fiddle my erection out of my boxers. Pleasingly it was as stiff as it had been earlier. Jess put her hand inside my trousers, wrapped her fingers around my erection and started to stroke it. She leaned in close to me and murmured:
“Thank you. You can now feel my pussy.”
Now that I had explicit permission, I ran my hand down from Jess’s pubic mound until I felt the top of her slit. I slid my fingers over her pussy and softly rubbed it.
“That feels good.” Jess sighed, “I don’t know what you did to Keila but she seemed to enjoy it; can you do the same to me please?”
I did as she asked. I rubbed a bit harder against it then eased my fingers between her outer labia. Jess let out a soft yelp as she felt my fingers inside her. It took longer to find Jess’s clit than it had to find Keila’s; it was much smaller and less pronounced. Once I’d located it I tickled it with the end of my finger. Jess’s reaction was much the same as Keila’s had been. As I carried on fondling her clit; Jess squealed with pleasure and worked my manhood with more vigour.
“Would you mind very much if I took your cock out of your trousers so that I can see it as well as feel it?” Jess asked, “I’m sure Keila would like to see it again too.”
“I would!” Keila chipped in, “But it’ll need to be quick; we haven’t got long.”
I’d almost forgotten that Keila was watching.
“Okay, I’ll let you.” I said, repeating Jess’s words from earlier, “On one condition.”
“Condition?” Jess replied suspiciously.
“You can take it right out on condition that you drop your jeans and panties so that I can see your pussy again.” I proposed.
“I somehow knew that you were going to suggest that!” Jess giggled, “I’ll drop mine if you drop yours. Deal?” she chuckled.
“Deal!” I sniggered.
“Who’s going first?” Jess asked, “Age before beauty?”
“Ladies before gentlemen?” I countered.
“We haven’t got time for you two to argue.” Keila quipped, “Let me do it.”
“Okay.” Jess said, confident that Keila would pick me first.
“Okay.” I reluctantly agreed, keen to reach a solution before we ran out of time.
To my surprise and delight – and Jess’s dismay – Keila went to Jess first. She simply undid Jess’s jeans and pulled them straight down to her ankles to reveal her tiny white panties once again. I’ll never get enough of watching the girls undress each other, it’s so exhilarating. Rather than pulling Jess’s panties down Keila moved over to me, she undid my trousers and pulled them down to my ankles. My boxers barely contained my erect member. I needn’t have worried about my member ‘popping out’ because Keila pulled my boxers down next. My erection was completely exposed; Keila even ‘accidentally’ brushed her hand against it. Keila returned to Jess whose eyes were fixed on my cock. They nodded discreetly to each other, then Keila pulled Jess’s little panties down. I gazed in wonder as her tight little pussy was exposed again.
“You must be getting fed up with seeing our pussies now?” Jess laughed.
“Never!” I exclaimed, staring at it, “They’re so adorable.”
“Thank you.” Jess smiled, “Would you like to feel it again? Or would you rather put that in it?” she nodded towards my cock as she spoke.
“Jess!” Keila exclaimed, “Are you sure?”
“I watched him put it in yours.” Jess said, “It looked fun.”
I was now faced with a dilemma. Of course I’d love to go as far with Jess as I had with Keila, and I was ready to. But a number of factors conspired to hold me back. Although Jess was talking more coherently than she had been earlier, I knew she was still over-the-limit drink-wise. I was sure that no way would she make an offer like that if she was sober. It would be inappropriate to take advantage of her in a drunken state. Then there was the time factor. Keila had already warned us that they needed to be heading home; I doubted that we even had time for a ‘quickie’. But most of all there was Jess to think about. She was a classy, sophisticated young girl. Surely she deserved better than ‘going all the way’ – perhaps for the first time – whilst having a quickie standing up in a kitchen with her panties around her ankles? With my eyes fixed on Jess’s delectable pussy there was a ‘should I, shouldn’t I’ battle going on in my head. Fortunately Keila interjected to solve the puzzle.
“I’m sorry Jess, we haven’t got time for you to do it. We are already late as it is.”
“I was all ready to.” Jess sighed, “Are you sure?”
“I’m sure.” Keila confirmed, “Just have a quick feel of each other, then we should be off.”
Jess stepped forward, wrapped her hand around my cock and gave it a squeeze. She then turned her back to me and bent over. I stepped forward, held her waist and rubbed my erection between her bum cheeks.
“Mmm. That feels nice.” she purred.
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