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 ï>¿Now You See Me bycunninglylinguisterÂ(C)

   Now You See Me Pt.  03

   Three weeks had passed since Jimmy took my virginity and I discovered I
was an exhibitionist all in the same day.  My sex had quite the ache from
the daily grind I gave it recalling those hours.  And yet I had not been
able to bring myself to call Jimmy up.  I knew he had to be thinking about
me, and his penis had to be rubbed every bit as raw as my vagina but I told
myself he was as baffled by the afternoons events as I was and wouldn't
want to hear from me.  That's not to say that I regretted it, not even a
little.  I had moments where I thought I should and I tried to work up some
guilt but it just wasn't in me.

   Everything that happened that day, starting with the episode in the car
to the explosive orgasms I'd had in that darkened room in the church had
been nothing but amazing and I wanted so much more.  Jeez, I'd soaked
enough sheets with my juices since that day that my mom had begun to worry
something was wrong with me.  So, I'd begun masturbating exclusively in the
shower so the evidence was easily washed away.  Except now there was
concern growing around the house about how much time I spent in the
bathroom.  Two days earlier I had nearly been exposed because of it and it
had scared me for a moment, but only a moment and then the spirit that had
possessed me at the wedding took over again.

   I had snuck into the small shower toilet combo that my brother and I
shared wearing nothing but my bra and panties with a plan to pleasure
myself to a messy orgasm.  It was the middle of the afternoon on a Saturday
and my brother had a couple of friends over gaming in his room.  My brother
is only a year younger than me and all of his friends are of the standard
jock model since they all play on the same lacrosse team.  I say I was in
my bra and panties but that's not entirely true, I was wearing my bra, the
laciest and most see through I owned through which my areoles were a
clearly visible silhouette, but the panties I wore had been pinched from my
mothers "secret" drawer.

   I don't know if my parents are the only ones who have one of those
hiding places where they stash their sexy underwear and sex toys, or if
maybe I'm just the only kid who has been nosy enough to find it. 
Nonetheless, my parents had one and I knew where it was.  I had snuck in
their room and rifled through my mothers vibrators, sex position game
cards, a strange double loop thing that I think was some sort of ring for a
penis and balls and, shockingly, a butt plug and found the
almost-non-existent panties underneath.  I took a few moments to hold these
jumbles of strings, pearls and lace up until I found one that I would like
to be seen in.  I carefully closed the drawer and returned to my room with
my spoils.

   Once there I stripped naked and admired myself in my full length mirror
for a few minutes.  Ever since my awakening I had been fascinated by my
body and I regretted not paying more attention to it before.  I know it
sounds vain but I was enamored of the curve of my hips as they bloomed into
my perky butt.  I loved the way my breasts hung pertly and my nipples
pointed every so slightly toward the sky.  I loved the way my labia looked
most of all.  After my crazy church encounter I had decided to shave my
lips bald and leave a small mound above my slit, like a little wig for my
clitoral hood.  It was closely cropped and cute and the beautiful symmetry
made by the meeting of my inner thighs with my slightly curved stomach drew
the eye inward with promises of ecstasy.  There is no wonder that the
female form has been the subject of artistic expression for as long as
humans have wielded chalk and paint.

   Lest you think me a total narcissist, let me say that I feel this way
about all female bodies, I love the variety, the untold variations on a
theme on display all around us.  In learning to fall in love with the look
of my body I was learning to have a deep found appreciation for the beauty
in all the bodies around me.  I was also learning to get horny as all hell
by just a glance at a great butt in a pair of well fit jeans.

   After my self admiration had started the juices flowing I allowed myself
to think about the next part of my plan, that was to "accidentally" be seen
by one of the hard body young men making a nuisance of themselves down the
hallway and then use that jolt of energy to get myself off.  I slid my
translucent bra on and made sure my breasts were perfectly centered.  I
didn't have to worry about fluffing my nipples to make them strain against
the fabric, they were at attention and ready for duty.  Then I carefully
arranged the strange strings and pearls of the panties I had chosen on the
floor and stepped into them and slid them up my thighs.

   I have to confess that it took me several minutes to figure out where
the pearls were supposed to go.  I thought, when I chose them, that they
were meant to sit above my butt or over my vagina as an elegant decoration.
But once I tried laying them out I realized there was only one place for
those pearls to go and it baffled me for a long moment and then I
understood.  I was a little concerned about pinching if they slid around
too much but I found that they were secured in place pretty tight and I
wouldn't be walking all that far in them anyway.  When they slid into place
something awoke within me.  They were silky smooth, slightly cool little
orbs pressed against my lips begging to be let in.  Lined up there like
good little soldiers waiting their turn to administer their soft caress.

   I stood still for a moment feeling a, by now familiar, trickle of
moisture slip from those lips and coat the pearls.  I took a few
experimental steps and on the second foot fall the front of the strand,
well lubricated, slipped past my lips and landed on my growing clit.  I
sucked in a breath and stumbled before catching myself on my bed post and
let a crazed smile paint my face, this was going to be a great afternoon.

   Up until this moment I had gone back and forth a little on whether to go
through with it, thinking that the thought of being seen might be enough to
elicit the orgasm I was after.  The feel of those pearls pressing against
me, rubbing me with each step banished any thought of turning back.  The
pressure and ache for release was building in my abdomen and I knew I was
about to do some things that could get me in very serious trouble...  and
that caused another lubricating trickle to escape me.

   I stepped to my bedroom door and listened for a minute to make sure I
could hear all of the studs making noises in the barn and when I was
convinced that they were all most likely accounted for I cracked the door
just wide enough to get one eye in frame.  Our doorways were angled and
faced each other with the bathroom between us and I could see into his room
from mine.  His door was about half open and standing in it was one of the
finer specimens of the jocks I was hunting.  These type only wore
basketball shorts, socks and slides unless forced to do otherwise so his
muscular back was on full display as he leaned against the door and rocked
it side to side while cheering on his bros in whatever wast of time they
were engaged in.

   His shoulders were broad and muscular and the line of his back was
sculpted as if from marble.  His arms boasted the kind of lean muscle that
only youth can maintain without hours a day in a gym and as I watched him I
wanted those arms around my waist while those hands kneading my ass.  My
hand slid down and gave the pearl soldiers a little tug while watching his
back and the sensation caused a small whimper to slip past my lips.

   It wasn't very loud but it was loud enough to alert the object of my
desire.  He turned his head around slowly and distractedly, one eye still
on the game he was watching and my breath caught in my throat.  I forgot
for a moment that my door was mostly closed and all he would see if he saw
anything would be my eyes peaking around my door.  For that split second
before realization set in all of the adrenaline surged through my body and
its affect on me was neither fight nor flight, it was shudder with
pleasure. My knees gave a little and I yanked on my pearls a little harder.
My nipples surged to a new hardness and the blush on my cheeks was more
arousal than embarrassment, and then I realized he couldn't actually see me
and disappointment washed in as he turned his gaze back into the other
room. It was time to take this a step further.

   I straightened up and took a deep breath to calm myself.  I peaked out
one more time to be sure all heads were still turned the other way and then
I quietly slid my door open and began walking toward the bathroom with
dramatic hip swishes like a lady in a fashion show.  The sensation of the
cool air in the hallway brushing across all of my bare skin, the knowledge
that my breasts and nipples were once again on display, and the gentle
rolling friction of the pearl pressed tighter against my clit with each
sway of my hips ramped my breathing up to the breathless category.  I was
certain each breath, each heartbeat was audible and that any moment all of
the boys in that room were going to turn around and stare at me on display
like a doll in a shop window.

   Oh God I LOVED the thought, I wanted to be seen!  I wanted this boy,
which one was he?  Was it Cody maybe?  I wanted this boy to see me first
and I wanted to see the look on his face as his eyes roamed over me, drank
me in and reflected my beauty back at me.  But he wasn't budging and all
too soon I was at the bathroom door and had to make a decision.  Go in and
take care of myself quietly, or stand here in the hall and hope someone
turned around.

   I decided to do a little of both.  I opened the bathroom door and stood
with one foot in and the other half me sticking out into the hallway
waiting to duck inside if someone turned around.  Four long seconds passed
and I was just about to give up and slip the rest of the way in and take
care of myself when Cody announced that he had to take a leak and began to
turn around.  I cannot say what happened next was entirely conscious
decision, it just kind of happened.  I pulled myself all the way into the
bathroom and then took the few small steps back and into the shower and
drew the curtain quietly closed and tried to quiet my breathing.

   I hadn't turned on the light or closed the door so Cody had no reason to
think someone was in here and now I was trapped in the shower wearing
nearly nothing at all and there was about to be an exposed penis mere
inches away.  This was better and worse than I could have hopped for.  I
wanted to be seen but now I also wanted to catch a glimpse of the dick that
was so near without its owner knowing I was looking, this was a whole new
angel to my kink and as when I'd discovered I liked being seen a fresh wave
passed through my stomach and made its way out of my pussy, leaving wet
evidence of its passage.  I was now dripping past the pearls held snug in
my lips and making distinct sounds on the floor of the fiberglass tub,
drip...drip...drip.

   Cody seemed oblivious to my plight, not hearing, or just ignoring the
sound of my moisture leaking from me.  He pushed the door closed, not
bothering with the lock I noticed, and began to fumble with his pants to
extract my prize as he walked to the toilet.  Soon enough I could hear the
stream of his urine striking the water in the bowl and the sound sent
shivers through as I imagined what it looked like from the front.  I
slipped back to the edge of the shower/tub and slowly eased the shower
curtain back the smallest fraction, enough to get one eye in place.  Our
bathroom had a mirror that ran the full length of the wall, including
directly behind the back fo the commode.  It had always seemed a strange
design choice to me but it hadn't bothered me all that much since women
don't face that wall when they do their business.  But I was thanking all
my lucky starts for it now as I peaked from behind my thin vinyl mask and
saw the reflection of Cody's penis in the mirror as the arc of his stream
coursed out of him.

   Was it possible that he had a mild erection, or was it just that swollen
and full when it wasn't in use?  Who could know, the fact was that it was a
very respectable size penis and it looked good in his hand, (Would have
looked better in my hand.) All too soon his arc began to dwindle and I knew
I wasn't going to get to look at this beautiful dick much longer and I
NEEDED to prolong this moment.  Suddenly, I had an utterly ridiculous idea
that was sure to get me caught and without thinking I simply went for it.

   "Mmmhmmm, oh God, I need to cum..."

   I moaned quietly but audible and I truthfully had no idea what I
expected to happen next.  I pulled back into the shower and leaned against
the wall and now I could see Cody's silhouette on the other side.  He was
still facing the toilet and his penis was clearly definable in his hand but
is head was pivoting side to side and up and down trying to find the source
of the comment.  I had been quiet but only in volume did I hold back, I had
put every ounce of my need and desire into that moan and I loved watching
the effect it was having on him.

   "I'm so close..." I said to help him located the source.

   The silhouette of his penis began to swell quickly and his hand was
moving up and down the shaft.

   "Is anyone in here?  I'm sorry, the door was open and I had to go, I...
I am really really sorry!" His voice was a hoarse whisper that was equal
parts terrified and lustful.

   I pretended not to hear him and slid my hand down to the pearls nestled
in my folds and began to rub furiously, making no effort to be quiet, I
wanted him to hear what I was doing and I wanted him to peak behind the
curtain.

   "Hello?" He whispered again, a little more quietly this time as his
desire to be present for whatever was happening in this shower began to win
out over his manners.

   I heard him shuffle closer to the shower curtain and I lost the shadow
puppet show he was unknowingly putting on for me as he turned to fully face
me.  My disappointment was mitigated by the knowledge that his dick was by
now fully erect and aimed in my direction.  I began to massage my breasts
with my other hand, alternating between cupping and squeezing and rolling
my nipples between my fingers.  The guttural moans that were escaping my
throat were no longer manufactured or exaggerated as I gave myself over to
the animal instincts that had been driving me for weeks.

   I had enough of standing up and wanted to be a in a position to expose
all of my assets when Cody finally worked up the courage to peak around the
corner of that curtain so I slowly slid down the wall and reclined in the
tub with my legs spread wide and my hips softly humping my hand as I worked
the wet pearls up and down my tender slit.  The spigot controls were by my
feet and as I placed my left foot up on the wall for more support I hit the
knob and suddenly cold water was pouring over my thighs and splashing my
already wet pussy.  This had not been a calculated part of the plan and it
shocked me back to full awareness for a moment.  I spluttered at the cold
but I also thrilled at the feel of the water coursing down my thigh and
trickling over my mound.

   On the other side of the curtain Cody jumped back at the sound of the
water turning on and for a moment I thought he'd fled the bathroom
entirely, fearing he'd been found out.  I froze and held my breath for
several heart beats before I heard the sound of a hand releasing a door
knob and feet hobbled by shorts around the ankles shuffling back toward me.
I realized that this was actually going to work in my favor, up until know
I had no reason to be in a bathtub diddling myself and Cody would certainly
have figured that out eventually.  But now it would appear as if I was just
a girl who had come in for a nice hot bath who had forgotten to lock the
door and needed a quick jilling before bubbles.

   The water began to warm as I lay there letting it course over me and I
reached up to turn the cold water on and dial in a perfect temperature as
if all of this was perfectly normal.  The warmth pouring over me felt
amazing and I was drawn back down into the spiral of my carnal desire as I
inched my aching pussy closer to the waterfall of pleasure in front of me.
This was another first for me, I had never thought to try it but as my butt
cheeks slid across the wet fiberglass toward the spout anticipation built
like a rising tide inside of me, all I needed now was for Cody to watch me
experience this.

   I drew out the approach as long as I could, knowing it wouldn't be long
before I was writhing in pleasure once I was positioned correctly but this
idiot boy was taking too long to work up the nerve and I needed to cum NOW!
Once again without much thought I grabbed a fistful of the curtain, got
both feet all the way up on the wall so I could slide into home easily and
ripped the curtain back and pushed my hips forward at the same time.  My
eyes were slitted open so that Cody could pretend I didn't see him standing
there stroking his dick as fast as his fist could move with eyes as wide as
any cartoon character caught red handed.

   As the stream of warm water pounded unto my clit my entire body
convulsed and I cried out, "Oh shit, yes!" Now my hips formed a mind of
their own and began humping the stream of water, causing the stream to pass
from my clit, down my slit, just kiss my butthole and back up over and over
again.  I laid all the way back in the tub and took each of my breasts in a
hand and worked them over like it was my first time.

   As my orgasm came to its crescendo I felt the mysterious dam in my pussy
break loose and the force of the stream of my cum cut through the falling
water and hit the wall of the tub and then as my hips pumped it arced up
and back over me just as it had in the church.  I felt it rain down over me
and I stuck my tongue out to catch the droplets as they fell.  I added a
twist to the thrusting of my hips as I continued to ride this wave and on
the next spray of lady cum my arc shot out from the tub and painted Cody
with a line as he pumped his own well.

   "Holy fucking shit man!" He exclaimed loudly, giving up all pretense of
being magically invisible.

   I decided to give up the charade myself and opened my eyes fully and
looked directly at him.  "I want you to come over here and shoot that load
all over my body, I want you to stare at me while you do it."

   He only hesitated half a second before taking what remained of his
logical mind out to the pasture and putting it down for good.  He kicked
off his shorts and he stepped over to me and now I pushed back from the
stream of water, my fading orgasm making my pussy too tender for its brutal
assault, and spread my legs as wide as I could get them so he could see all
I had to offer.  I think the shock of my acknowledgement of him had curbed
his orgasm for a moment but as his eyes slid down to my drenched pussy with
the pearls embedded in the soft pink folds of my inner sex the fire was
relit.

   I watched his eyes to see what he was most interested in and the animal
desire I saw there burned into me and I felt the second wave building in
me. His eyes kept sliding back and forth from my thighs and pussy to my
breasts still captive in the see through bra and then to my eyes to make
sure he was still OK and that he wasn't hallucinating.  The third time his
eyes locked on my tits and lingered I arched my back and reached behind me
to pop the clasps of the bra.  I did not think his eyes could get any wider
but they did and the head of his throbbing cock bulged as a spasm struck
him.  I slowly slid the lacy material down my chest, pausing just before my
nipples crested the top of the fabric and let out a long moaning sigh as
the material tickled my hard, aching nubs.  This stimulation caused a
trickle to escape my pussy at the same time and Cody began to beat even
more furiously on his stem as he tried to look intently at both my tits and
my pussy at the same time.  I pulled the bra the rest of the way off my
tits and began rubbing them again while staring into his eyes.

   "Do you want to see the rest before you cum Cody?"

   "Ye...  yes, please...err Rachel"

   It was amazing the confidence I felt in this moment, considering that I
hadn't let anyone see me this up close and personal since the wedding,
everything I'd done had been fantasy and remembering.  I had been so
uncertain that day, fumbling through the whole thing just trying to get to
the point of release.  And now I was ordering this boy around and offering
myself up like a true harlot.  And I LOVED it!  The only part left for Cody
to see was my ass, that was coated in a combination of my own juices and
water.  I could tell how slick the combination was as I slid around the
tub. I stood up slowly, stretching my arms above my head cat like and then
stepped out of the tub.  Cody backed up like there was a forcefield between
us, unwilling to touch me lest I vanish into thin air.  I pulled a towel
from the rack next to the shower and laid it out on the floor and then
turned around to give Cody an unrestricted view of my ass.

   "Oh god, I'm going to cum!" The quaver in his voice told me he was
making a super human effort to hold back the floodwaters.

   "Not just yet, there's something else you're going to want to see, let
go of your cock for a second and get down on your knees."

   He obeyed without question, his face now inches away from my dripping
ass, his mouth hanging open and his tongue making questing motions.

   I looped my thumbs into the barely there pearl thong and, bending from
the hips, pulled it slowly down my slick thighs.  Feeling each one of the
pearls pop as they were pulled from my soaking pussy.  The sensation for me
was mind bending, a small trickle accompanying each pearl as they left
their warm enclosure.  The view for Cody was sending him into orbit.  I
looked back between my legs and saw his hand unconsciously return to his
straining clock and stroking it ever so lightly.  He was tilting in toward
me as I bent further over and now I could feel his hot breath on my
butthole and my burning pussy.  A small whimper escaped him as the smell of
my arousal assailed his senses from less than an inch away.

   When I reached the floor with the panties I bent my knees and lowered
myself to the floor as well, Cody's face following as if attached by an
invisible thread.  When I was all the way down, face on the floor, ass in
the air, legs spread so that both of my holes were on display as if at a
museum, with the pearls baptized in my cum suspended between my ankles I
held the pose for a few beats.  Cody's hot breathing coming in ragged gasps
and the feel of it on my pussy and ass sending me to the edge and my hips
began bucking gently again.

   I pulled myself up just enough to be able to reach back and cup the back
of Cody's head, I looked into his eyes and made sure he was drowning in
waters as deep as mine and then I pulled his head to my holes and collapsed
back into position as his tongue found my clit and licked me from front all
the way to the back.  He hesitated at my taint and I knew he was wondering
how far he could go so I slid my hips down and pushed my asshole over his
waiting tongue.  That was all the encouragement he needed.  His hands came
up and grasped my thighs and pulled me back into him with force.  I
submitted willingly, never having intended actually physically fucking one
of my brothers friends but unable to pull back now that I was this far in.

   Cody sucked and licked and slurped like he was born for it, my pussy was
leaking a steady stream now and he was lapping it up on every pass.  I put
a corner of the towel in my mouth to muffle my screams as every cell of my
body lit up and I fucked his face with all I had.  He pulled back for a
breath but my hips followed him, giving him only a second of air before my
pussy sealed itself around his mouth again.  He laid back as I pushed and
for an awkward moment we were a tangle of limbs and knees as he
repositioned himself laying flat under me and I straddling his face so I
could ride it.

   We arrived at a 69 position purely by accident but now the cock I had
been admiring from the shower was standing at attention under me and I
didn't hesitate.  As Cody devoured my pussy and ass I eagerly took his cock
into my mouth, it wasn't as long as Jimmy's but it was wider and had more
veins.  I easily fit the whole thing in my mouth and I sucked hard as I
slid it in and out, relishing the feel of the veins against my lips.

   Given the torture I'd put this poor boy through for the last 20 minutes
it wasn't long before his pumping into my mouth became frantic and I knew
he was about to cum.  I was going to taste semen for the first time and I
knew I was going to swallow every drop and love it.  The knowledge sent me
into my own urgent thrusting and as Cody began to let go and the first
spray of his cum hit the back of my throat I let loose my own stream into
his mouth.  We both groaned deeply into each others most intimate spaces as
we drained ourselves.

   Cody began to splutter and the force of my orgasm sent my cum forcefully
down his throat but he didn't push me away or pull back.  He pulled his
nose out for a second to get a deep breath and then dove all the way back
into me, allowing me to grind my hips into his face as I completely covered
him in my juices.  His cum kept coming for longer than I expected, I didn't
know if it was normal for a guy to shoot 9 or 10 loads but I kept suck for
as long as he was pumping.  The taste was salty and the texture was a
little sticky but I loved the warmth of it as it slid down my throat.

   When I was sure I'd sucked him completely dry I gently let his cock fall
from my mouth, watching it begin to shrink with some sadness as he came
down.  I rolled off of his face, my hips still bucking gently on their own
and lay on my back breathing deeply.  Cody sat up and looked at me, his
hair wet and matted against his head, my cum still dripping from his chin
and unto his chest that was also coated.  He looked back at the towel and
we both saw with surprise that it was completely saturated and more fluid
was puddled beyond it and under the bathroom door.

   "Holy shit Rachel, I had no idea you partied like that, I just came in
for a piss."

   I giggled somewhat sheepishly but was surprised again that I didn't feel
any shame or need to explain or cover up.  "I didn't either until a few
weeks ago, I'm sorry for sneaking in here and watching you without asking,
that wasn't entirely on purpose.  I was trying to be seen, not see."

   "You don't need to apologize to me for anything!  I have never cum that
hard in my life!"

   Our conversation was cut short by a knocking on the door then, it was my
brother.  "Hey, Cody what are you doing in there man?  Are you talking to
someone?  You've been gone forever and you're up, we're tired of waiting...
Oh shit, man what is this, did something spill?"

   Both of our eyes went wide as we looked at the puddle of my cum running
out under the door.  Cody opened his mouth to make up some sort of story to
explain his long absence and the puddle when the handle on the door turned
and both of us went even wider eyed as we realized it wasn't locked.  The
door swung open and there was not time to do anything but sit there fully
exposed as my brother and two more of his friends looked into the bathroom
and surveyed the wreckage.

   Somehow the pearl panties were still around my ankles through all of our
wrestling and it was the only stitch of clothing anywhere near me and my
skin glistened from a combination of sweat and my own passionate juices. 
My knees were spread apart as I'd been lounging back resting on my elbows
and so my abused pussy, still dripping, was on grand display.  Cody was
only slightly better off as his back was to the door partially blocking the
view to his spent penis dribbling the last of its offerings.

   I expected shouts and yells of anger and panic from my brother at least
but all I got was stunned silence.  A silence that only lingered as I
spread my legs even further apart, ran a finger from the bottom of my pussy
to the top, twitching as I passed over my tender clit, and brought my wet
fingers to my mouth and sucked them.

   "Well boys, like what you see?"


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