Crysta and Donna - Bottomless Feast (exhib, MF)
Where is Donna? Crysta thought.  She was supposed to meet Crysta at their 
dorm room for dinner, but she was already half an hour late.  This is the 
monthly "bottomless feast" at the dining hall, where all the guests arrive 
bottomless, and a contest is held to see who is wearing the shortest 
"decent" dress or shirt.  "decent" means it covers at least some part of 
the sex organ.  The feast and the contest is open to both boys and girls, 
and it's very popular, so it's hard to find a seat. 
Crysta has been disappointed that she never won this competition, so she 
was wearing her shortest outfit yet -- a belly shirt with fringe that 
comes down to her clean-shaven pussy to satisfy the requirement that part 
of it be covered. 
Half an hour late, Donna finally arrived at the girls' dorm room.  She 
took off her thong knickers, and threw them on the floor.  She took in a 
breath as she felt the breeze between her legs.  She felt very 
uncomfortable without any knickers, and constantly worried that her pussy 
would be on display.  But she didn't want to disappoint her roommate, whom 
she knew had been looking forward to this evening all month.  She pushed 
the hem of her dress against her pussy to gauge the coverage -- it came 
down exactly even with her pussy.  "Let's go," she said, and started for 
the door before she lost her nerve.  She knew the back of her dress came 
down exactly even with her butt hole, leaving the bottoms of her cheeks 
exposed.  And if she forgot to keep her legs together, her pussy would be 
clearly visible from the back.  This was Donna's first time to the feast, 
which made her even more nervous.  These thoughts made her feel both 
horribly exposed and at the same time very excited, and she took comfort 
from the knowledge that she would be in the company of many bottomless 
boys and girls this evening. 
Together, the two beautiful girls left their room, ready and primed for 
adventure.  "Hi, Bob," Donna said as she passed him in the hallway.  Bob 
saw Crysta's naked pussy and ass, but only caught a glimpse of Donna's 
pussy as she swept by, the back of her dress flapping with each step.  
What foxes, he thought as he inhaled their mingled fragrances. 
The girls looked stunning as they arrived at the entrance to the dining 
hall.  Each was wearing a tiny dress with high-heel shoes, outfits that 
accentuated their long legs.  A host, dressed in a neatly tailored 
uniform, stood at the entrance.  "Good evening, ladies," he said. 
"Good evening, sir," the girls said in unison, then giggled. 
"If you will lift your dress, please, miss," he said to Donna. 
"What?" Donna said, stalling for time.  Her heart was racing.  People were 
standing around, watching.  She expected her pussy to stay mostly covered. 

"I'm sorry miss," he said, "but it is necessary to ensure all guests are 
bottomless." 
"I know it's silly," said Donna, "but I'm a little shy because my..." She 
searched for the right word and finding it, lowered her voice to a 
whisper, "pussy," She caught her breath, then forged on, "is, well, shaved 
clean, and I feel sort of embarrassed for people to see it." 
"I understand," he said. 
"Oh, thank you," Donna said.  "I appreciate that."  She relaxed a bit, 
taking his understanding as assurance she wouldn't have to show her pussy 
in public. 
"Will you spread your legs apart, please?" 
"What??" Donna said, incredulous. 
"I will respect your wish not to let people see your shaved pussy, so I 
will do a manual check that you are bottomless." 
"No wait, I'll show you."  She took a deep breath, then closed her eyes 
and raised her dress.  Somehow she thought if she closed her eyes that no 
one would see her, but she knew that was nonsense.  Still, it's better not 
to see them seeing her. 
"Very well, ladies, enjoy your dinner.  Please take this information card, 
and take a moment to look it over."  He handed each girl a card that lists 
"do's and don'ts" for the dinner. 
Donna was shocked at the rules.  "Oh my gosh, Crysta, it says by entering 
the premises we give permission for intimate touching." 
Crysta read the next rule, "I like this one, Donna.  It says that girls do 
not need to ask boys' permission before sucking on their dicks, but boys 
need to permission before inserting their dicks into any other person." 
Donna relaxed a bit when she heard this rule.  "At least I won't be 
violated beyond touching, because I can always withhold my permission." 
Crysta replied, "Don't be so sure, Donna.  You might end up giving 
'permission' before the night is over, whether you like it or not!"  She 
made little quote marks in the air with her fingers. 
This worried Donna.  Feeling suddenly vulnerable, she put her hand over 
her pussy, and found it was very wet.  The thought of being so vulnerable 
to unwanted advances somehow excited her even as it repulsed her.  But 
before she could ask Crysta how she might be coerced into giving 
'permission' the master of ceremonies began speaking. 
He was wearing a dinner jacket, and nothing else.  Donna put her hand over 
her mouth as she noticed his large dick hanging down below the bottom of 
his jacket.  He raised a microphone to his mouth.  "Welcome, boys and 
girls, to the bottomless feast!"  The crowd cheered.  "But before we 
begin, I want to make sure you all know the ground rules."  The crowd 
quieted down, although a murmur of conversation could be heard.  
Apparently, many in the crowd had heard these rules before, and so they 
weren't paying attention now.  But Donna was rapt.  "Touching with any 
part of your body is fair game -- you don't need permission to do it.  But 
boys, touching anyone else with your dick is not allowed without their 
permission.  And this goes for everyone: there will be no inserting of 
objects into another person without their permission.  Now, let me say a 
word or two about 'permission'.  Girls, to give permission to be entered 
from the front, you don't need to say anything.  All you have to do is get 
yourself ready.  That means very slippery.  Boys, since touching is 
allowed at all times, you should touch a girl first to make sure she is 
giving permission to be entered before you actually enter.  Girls, to give 
permission to be entered from behind, again, you needn't say anything.  
Just make sure your asshole is properly lubricated, and permission is 
granted.  Are there any questions?" 
The murmur of conversation continued.  Apparently there weren't any 
questions.  But Donna was stunned.  She had no idea that 'permission' was 
granted just by being ready.  She felt her pussy, and realized it was wet, 
and wondered if someone would come and rape her.  It just isn't fair, she 
thought, and that thought just made her wetter.  The more she thought 
about it, the madder she got, until finally, she spoke up.  "Yes, I have a 
question," she said. 
Surprised, the MC said, "uh, yes?"  He wasn't used to questions after his 
spiel. 
"Suppose I don't want to give permission," Donna began.  Crysta moved away 
from Donna and buried her head in her hands, she was so embarrassed. 
"Come on up here, young lady," said the MC.  "Give her a hand, folks!"  
People started clapping.  Donna got up reluctantly, and stood next to him. 
 "You're very pretty.  What's your name?" 
"Donna," she said shyly.  She tugged nervously on the hem of her tiny 
dress. 
"Will you lift your dress, so we can all see your pussy, Donna?" 
A surge of emotion jolted her -- a mixture of horror, excitement, and 
embarrassment.  She regretted opening her big mouth.  A cheer went up in 
the audience.  She felt her pussy swelling with anticipation of everyone 
seeing it because she knew they would.  She didn't see any way to avoid 
the inevitable.  Slowly she lifted her dress, and everyone saw her pussy.  
She recoiled as the MC put his hand on it, but then she remembered he 
didn't need permission for touching.  He stroked it slowly up and down, 
and said, "You don't have anything to worry about, Donna.  You can always 
withhold permission by simply not getting wet."  But she felt herself 
getting wetter and wetter as he gently stroked her pussy, her inner 
thighs, and her buttocks.  He is very good at this, she thought, and she 
spread her legs apart, just a bit, because it felt sooo good. 
Then just as she thought she might cum, the MC stopped his ministrations, 
thanked Donna for the question, and sent her back to her seat.  "She's 
ready, boys," he said into the microphone, much to Donna's embarrassment.  
Feeling the eyes of the crowd on her, she covered her face (but she left 
her legs apart, because she was so excited, she couldn't help it).  After 
a minute, she looked up, and noticed the MC's dick was long and hard.  
Apparently she had turned him on just by getting excited herself, and that 
made her feel better.  At least she wasn't alone in her excitement, and, 
in fact, his excitement was more visible and more embarrassing for him 
than hers was. 
The MC went on, oblivious to his own hard-on: "Before we sit down to 
dinner, we'll play a few warm-up games."  The crowd cheered again.  
Apparently they knew what was coming.  "For the first game, I'll need two 
volunteers."  Immediately, several people headed toward center stage.  The 
MC picked two girls, and sent everyone else back to their seats.  One girl 
wore a thin tank-top minidress, and the other wore a solid blue T-shirt.  
The MC said, "This is a contest to try to avoid cumming, girls.  So do 
your best to think non-sexual thoughts.  May I have my helpers, please?"  
Two girls appeared, both wearing black shiny shorts, and nothing else.  
One helper went to each of the girls, and stood before her.  At the same 
time, the helpers began massaging the legs and buttocks of the two 
volunteers.  The helpers lifted the girls' dresses off, leaving them 
naked.  They massaged the girls' breasts, buttocks, and pussies.  They 
were obviously having an effect, even as the girls tried not to get 
excited.  Before long, one of the girls came, and the MC said, "we have a 
winner!" and held up the hand of the girl who didn't come.  To the loser, 
he said, "sorry, honey, but you know your punishment."  She said yes, but 
she didn't seem sad about it, so Donna figured the punishment couldn't be 
all that bad.  A spotlight followed the loser as she made her way to a 
stock, which Donna recognized from a history of 18th century New England.  
She put her head and hands in the stock, and spread her legs apart.  "Five 
minutes in the stock," said the MC.  Donna was horrified as boys lined up 
behind her, and took turns fucking her. 
Donna said to Crysta, "It's not fair that she has to just stand there and 
get fucked, like that." 
Crysta said, "You play the game, and you take your chances.  She's taking 
it well, don't worry about her." 
Donna agreed that she didn't seem to broken up over her punishment, but 
she was worried she wouldn't take it so well if she were punished. 
As if reading her thoughts, Crysta said, "Donna, everyone has to 
participate in at least one game -- it's an unwritten rule.  And the early 
games are the easiest.  You're better off if you volunteer before dinner." 

The MC said, "For the next game, I'll need five boys and five girls.  In 
this game there will be two winners -- a boy and a girl.  Donna, you're 
not going to disappoint us, are you?  Come on up here."  The crowd 
cheered.  Donna remembered what Crysta said, and figured she might as well 
get it over with, and got up.  But she wasn't going to do this alone, so 
she grabbed Crysta by the hand, and Crysta joined her.  Three other girls 
and five boys went up to the MC.  Donna noticed her friend Billy was one 
of the boys.  I hope he wins, she thought.  I hope he wins with me, she 
added, in her mind. 
The MC said, "Now make a big circle for these folks."  The crowd parted, 
and make a large ring.  Five helpers, all girls, appeared.  They were 
wearing black strapless bras and micro-miniskirts. The miniskirts were 
made from a thin strip of material, tied in the back.  Donna couldn't help 
getting even more excited when she noticed their assholes weren't covered, 
and their pussies could be seen from the rear, too.  One by one, the 
helpers took off their bras, and fastened them around the girls' heads as 
blindfolds.  Their breasts are gorgeous, Crysta though, just before 
everything went dark.  Then, one by one, the helpers took off their 
miniskirts, revealing completely shaved pussies.  The miniskirts were 
fastened around the boys' heads.  The helpers also helped themselves to a 
feel of the boys' members as they worked.  Each boy developed a hard-on, 
and the helper lifted their shirts up so their dicks were fully visible to 
the crowd. 
The MC said, "Now, if you haven't guessed already, the game goes like 
this:  The first boy to cum wins, and the girl he's with is a winner too.  
But the contestants are not allowed to talk, and they are not allowed to 
touch themselves.  Any talking or self-touching will result in that 
participant being ejected from the game.  If one of them wanders out of 
the ring, the spectators may take their clothes off, and send them back 
into the ring." 
Donna worried about wandering out of the ring and losing her dress, the 
only thing between her pussy and total humiliation.  Donna felt her pussy 
getting wetter just thinking about it as the game began.  For a minute or 
so, she slowly and carefully wandered about, afraid she would go too close 
to the perimeter of the ring.  She tried to gauge the level of cheering 
and clapping to stay away from the edge. 
Without warning, a great roar of yelling and applause came from the crowd. 
 One of the naked helpers entered the ring, her hand full of K-Y jelly.  
One by one, she smeared the K-Y on the assholes of the girls in the ring.  
"Ooh!" each one said as she was surprised by the cool, slippery glop on 
her asshole.  The MC reminded the girls not to touch themselves.  Donna 
realized this meant she wouldn't be able to remove the jelly from her 
asshole, which left her vulnerable to rear entry.  One of the boys came 
upon Donna, and tried to feel under her dress.  She was afraid he would 
feel the K-Y jelly and take that as permission to enter, so she got down 
on her knees, and took his dick in her hands.  As she held it, it became 
firm in her hands.  She licked it like an ice cream cone, and then put it 
in her mouth.  His dick was now rock hard, and Donna felt she had a good 
chance of winning the contest.  She was so focused on sucking this boy's 
dick that she hardly noticed that some other boy had found her slippery 
asshole.  He knelt behind her, and shoved his dick up her.  Feeling 
helpless to prevent the violation (she had, after all, given 'permission') 
she tried to ignore the ass-fucking she was getting, and focused on making 
the boy in front of her cum.  Before long, her plan paid off.  The boy 
came in her mouth, and she came at the same time.  She released him, and 
let him continue cumming on her face.  At exactly the same time, the boy 
behind her came, too.  He pulled out, and came on her ass cheeks as her 
pussy pulsed with excitement.  All three people came at exactly the same 
time. 
The MC said, "Boys and girls, this is a first for the Bottomless Feast -- 
a tie!  There's no rule to cover this, so I'll make it up as I go along: 
there will be a run-off.  Whichever one of these boys can cum again will 
be the winner."  Donna stood up, still woozy from cumming, and started to 
wander around aimlessly.  Unfortunately, she wandered out of the ring, and 
was discovered by a horny boy with a raging hard-on, which he wasn't even 
trying to hide under his shirt.  He took off her dress and wrapped his 
arms around her.  He stuck his dick in her pussy and fucked her.  She knew 
she had no grounds on which to object, her pussy being so wet and all, so 
she just let herself be entered, and took her fucking in good spirits.  
The boy came inside her, and let her go.  With mingled feelings of 
satisfaction, desire, and even guilt for having enjoyed being raped, she 
continued wandering around in a daze. 
She came upon another girl, and she had lost her dress, too.  After a 
little exploration, she recognized her roommate, Crysta, and hugged her.  
She was so happy to be with someone who wouldn't take advantage of her, 
she kissed her.  Crysta kissed back passionately.  The two girls went at 
it as if they hadn't had sex in a year.  Both girls spread their legs 
apart, and rubbed each others' inner thighs and ass cheeks as they 
continued to kiss.  Before long, they were on their knees, still kissing 
and fondling each other.  One of the boys discovered the pair, and entered 
Crysta from the rear.  It about two strokes for Crysta to cum, and another 
three or four for the boy to cum, too. 
"We have our winners!" declared the MC.  Donna and Crysta took off their 
blindfolds and saw the boy whose hand was being raised by the MC.  She was 
happy to see it was her friend, Billy.  Then the MC took both the girls' 
hands, and raised them as well.  "We have three winners!" he declared. 



Billy and the two girls exited the circle, and found some seats.  "Where 
are your dresses?" he asked. 
Donna suddenly felt very naked.  She covered her breasts, but, 
uncharacteristically, she left her legs spread apart, her bright pink 
pussy still very wet and open.  She was still basking in the afterglow of 
the game.  "Yes, I should cover up," she said. 
"And I need my dress for the fashion show later on," Crysta said.  "I'll 
get our clothes back."  With that, she got up, and made her way through 
the crowd.  Soon, she spotted a boy who had both dresses, and he was 
smiling at her.  She approached him, and asked for the dresses. 
"It's not that easy," he said.  First, for your friend's dress, you'll 
need to suck my dick.  No problem, Crysta thought.  He's a cute boy.  The 
boy stood up, and she got on her knees, and moved her face in between his 
legs.  She lifted his shirt, and noticed his dick was soft, so she licked 
it gently.   Then she licked his balls as she slid her finger gently 
between his ass cheeks.  He parted his legs to give her easier access.  
She enjoyed his hairless body.  Before long, his dick was fully erect.  It 
didn't take long after that to finish the job.  He was true to his word.  
"Here's your friend's dress," he said as he handed it to her. 
"OK, and for my dress?  What do I have to do for that?"  Crysta inquired. 
"Nothing," he replied.  "Except stand on this table," he motioned to the 
table nearby, "and cum." 
Crysta hesitated, not fully comprehending the boy. 
"Your friend will kneel behind you and lick your asshole and you will cum. 
 There's only one rule -- she's not allowed to touch your pussy.  Do you 
think you can do it?" 
Crysta was never one to shy away from a challenge.  She motioned Donna to 
come over to her.  She explained the challenge to her friend, who seemed 
doubtful.  "Don't worry, Donna, I'm sure I can do it, with your help."  
Crysta took off her shoes, got on the table, and stood up.  The crowd got 
quiet when they saw the naked girl on the table.  Donna, still naked 
herself, felt all the eyes on her, and decided she might as well get this 
over with.  She got on the table and knelt behind her friend.  Crysta 
spread her legs apart as far as she could, and leaned slightly forward, 
revealing her asshole and pussy to everyone standing behind her.  Donna 
stroked her friend's thighs, and cheeks, and then with both hands, she 
reached between Crysta's legs and rubbed her belly.  This brought Donna's 
face just inches from Crysta's asshole, so she took that opportunity to 
begin licking it.  It tasted sweet, as she remembered it.  She pressed her 
nose between Crysta's cheeks and forced her tongue through her roommate's 
sphincter.  Then she licked from the bottom of Crysta's vagina to the top 
of her ass crack, back and forth, again and again.  She rubbed her inner 
thighs and belly.  She rubbed and licked everything except Crysta's wide 
open bright red vagina.  Crysta began breathing heavily, her large breasts 
bobbing.  After a few minutes Crysta's vagina began pulsing.  Crysta said, 
"please, please finish me!" and cried out with every breath.  Donna worked 
harder and harder, oblivious to the fact that her own pussy was swollen 
and wet (as everyone could see).  (An enterprising red-headed boy noticed 
Donna's pussy was bopping up and down near the edge of the table, so he 
stood on a chair, lifted his shirt and positioned his hard dick so Donna's 
wet pussy touched the tip of his dick every time she bounced.  Donna felt 
the red-head's dick on her wet pussy, and it felt good.  She paused 
momentarily to let him enter her, but continued licking and sucking lest 
her friend lose her orgasm.  The boy came inside her, while Donna tried to 
remain focused on her main objective.)  Within another few seconds, Crysta 
let out a long wail, and her pussy pulsed visibly.  It was clear to 
everyone that she had a very public orgasm.  The boy who had taken the 
girls' dresses, true to his word, gave Crysta her dress.  Crysta paused to 
don her dress, then gave him a long slow kiss on his erect dick to thank 
him for being such a gentleman, and then pulled his shirt neatly over it 
to cover him up. 
The girls, now suitably attired, returned to their seats just as dinner 
was served.