1. Getting Married Set Me Free Pt, 08


    Date: 12/23/2023, Categories: Fiction Exhibitionism Female exhibitionist, Written by women Author: vanessa.evans

    ... through the pain barrier and the pleasure was really taking hold. I knew that it would only take a couple more to push me over the edge.
    
    Then it happened, the doorbell rang.
    
    “I’ll get rid of them.” Dylan said as he lay his belt over my back and headed to the door.
    
    I felt so disappointed and also a little nervous,
    
    “What if it’s Dylan’s mother and father, or his brother, or a neighbour and Dylan invites them in.” I thought.
    
    I didn’t have long to wait and I got even more nervous when I heard Dylan say,
    
    “Come on in, I’m sure that Esther won’t mind.”
    
    I turned my head away from the door, not wanting to see who Dylan had invited to see me naked and tied to the coffee table and with a very red butt.
    
    “Woah there, sorry, I didn’t know that I was interrupting something, I’ll go.”
    
    I recognised the voice and stopped panicking. It was Oscar, Dylan’s rugby team captain.
    
    “No need mate, I’m sure that Esther won’t mind, did you want to talk in private or can Esther listen?” Dylan replied.
    
    I relaxed and tried to remember the times that Oscar had finger fucked me, eaten my pussy and had a blowjob from me, all with Dylan watching.
    
    “Here will do, have a seat mate, just ignore Esther, she’s been a bit naughty and she wanted me to punish her.”
    
    “Riiiiiiiight, no, what it is is that I wanted a private chat about my idea of making the Christmas Dinner a CMNF do. I know that I was half pissed when I suggested it but I’ve been thinking about it and I wondered what ...
    ... you thought about the idea.”
    
    “I like the idea,” Dylan replied, “but maybe we should ask Esther, she’d be one of the naked girls. Esther, what do you think?”
    
    “Great idea,” I replied, “and I’m sure that all the girls that were at our party will agree but maybe there are some partners who don’t like the idea. What does Ellie think about it?”
    
    “Ellie’s up for it.” Oscar replied.
    
    “Dylan,” I said, “can you untie me please? It’s rude to talk to someone when you back is turned. Besides, the moment has gone now.”
    
    “Sorry about that Esther,” Oscar replied, “I rather like the view from here.”
    
    “Well perhaps you’ll like the view from the front as well Oscar?” I replied after Dylan had freed me and I’d turned and sat on the edge of the coffee table with my knees about shoulder width apart, me facing Oscar and his eyes looking at my pussy.
    
    “Yep, sure do Esther, you certainly are one lucky bastard Dylan.”
    
    “Doesn’t Ellie show herself to you Oscar?” Dylan asked.
    
    “She certainly does, but it’s always good to see another woman’s goodies.
    
    “Would you believe that Esther was a virgin when we got married Oscar?”
    
    “Having met her mother, yes, I can believe that, but I can also believe that she is doing her best to catch up with other girls her age who didn’t have a mother like that.”
    
    “I am.” I replied, and as I was saying that an idea came into my head,
    
    “Guys, after the Christmas meal, what do you think about having a clit rubbing contest? Guys doing the rubbing that ...