Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. ï>¿The Friday Flashers by nikki_2021 Edited by Tex Beethoven Ella discovers a love of flashing. "Show us your tits!" came the cry from the ute cruising down Main Street (Ute is Australian slang for Utility vehicle. In American terms it would be a cross-over between a truck (like an F150) and a sedan. They come in single and dual cab versions. Google Holden ute if you really want a visual!). "Fuck off, Dickhead!" Becca shouted back, flipping the bird with both hands and holding them high. "Sluts!" came the response. "Always the fuckin' same," Becca laughed, looping her arm through Ella's as they headed for the pub. "Do you think they'd shut up if we showed them?" Ella asked. "Fuck no, that would just encourage them to come back and pester us for more," Becca laughed. They reached their favourite pub and walked into the front bar, smiling at the bouncer on the door, whose eyes lingered on both girls' breasts. They scanned the crowded bar for friends. "Beer garden?" Ella suggested, when they didn't see anyone they recognised. "Yeah, I reckon," Becca agreed. They made their way through the crowd, many eyes following the two attractive, final year high school students as they pushed and wiggled their way through the crowd. "Calm down, Spud!," Becca said venomously to one of the punters who'd managed to elbow her in the tit. He just grinned in a way that told her it wasn't the accident he'd claim if pressed on the matter. "God, I wish we lived in the city!" "Yeah I know," Ella laughed. "The city; where guys are actually gentlemen, instead of country-bred pigs." She was quoting words that were something of a mantra for Becca. Soon enough, they spotted a couple of friends from school and made their way over to them via the bar. "Hey!" James greeted them. "Same ol' same ol'?" Ella queried as she took a seat. "Yep, bogans (think redneck) and dickheads," Fiona laughed. "There's a difference?" Becca asked rhetorically. They all laughed; well familiar with the small town's stereotypes. Flannelette shirts, Chinos and RM Williams boots was the Friday night uniform for any young lad hoping to get laid, while the girls wore skin-tight denim and plaid shirts with just enough buttons done up to be considered decent, while still showing off as much of their assets as possible. Of course being aware of the stereotype didn't mean one avoided it! "Anything good going on?" Lisa asked the new arrivals. "Only got asked to flash our tits five times on the way down the street tonight," Becca laughed. "Not even close to a record!" After a good night drinking with their friends, Ella and Becca left the pub, walking together back to Becca's, where they'd stay the night. There were still a couple of die-hards cruising the main street in their utes, whistling and catcalling to any girls they saw. It was like a sport for them, except the only rule was to be loud, crude and unimaginative. "Show us your tits!," came the cry for the fourth time during their return walk, just before they turned left at the end of the street and away from the strip the bogans patrolled. Becca flipped them the bird, but Ella grabbed hold of her plaid shirt and ripped it open, then waggled her tits at the slow-travelling ute. She was wearing a bra, but the response from the guys in the ute was still both instant and enthusiastic. "What the fuck are you doing?" Becca asked in shock as Ella pulled her top back together, laughing her ass off. "Dunno, just felt like actually doing it," Ella replied. "Kinda fun." "You're a nut. Now they're just going to turn around and come back." "Yeah, but they won't find us, because we'll be gone," Ella said, running off down the side street, her heels clutched in her hand. After a moment's hesitation while she processed what her friend had just said, Becca tore off after her. They slowed down when they made the turn into Becca's street, collapsing against each other and giggling, Becca trying to shush her friend, as they approached her house. "Shh silly, we have to be quiet," she urged Ella. "Pfft, it's not like your parents don't know where we've been, silly!" "Yeah, but Dad has to work early, and he gets really shitty if anyone wakes him up." "Oh, fine then," Ella sighed. They made their way quietly through the yard and house, and into Becca's room, where they stripped down to panties and pulled on t-shirts to sleep. Ella climbed into Becca's bed, snuggling up against her. "I still can't believe you flashed your tits at those guys," Becca whispered, as she felt her friend's hands snake around her waist from behind and pull her close. "Harmless fun, it's not like they got much of a look; I mean I had my bra on and everything." "Yeah, but still ... crazy," Becca giggled. "You should try it sometime, it was pretty exciting." "Really?" "Mhmm." Becca slipped out of Ella's arms and turned to face her. "Like 'tingles in the pussy and hard nipples' kind of exciting?" Becca probed, running a finger over Ella's t-shirt, brushing her nipple. "A little bit." "Really?" "Yup." "Wow. Do you think it would have been even more exciting if you hadn't had the bra on?" "Quite possibly," Ella said quietly in the dark room. "More exciting than your best friend burying her face in your pussy?" "Oh definitely not that exciting," giggled Ella. "But then again, that wasn't an option at the time." "It is now, though ..." "Is that right?" Ella giggled, feeling Becca's hand slide down her side, caress her thigh, and then attempt to slip between her legs. "Most definitely," Becca whispered. Ella parted her legs, and Becca's fingers stroked her panties against her pussy gently, drawing a sigh of pleasure. She leaned forward and slipped her hand around the back of Becca's neck, pulling them together, their lips melding as their tongues slipped over and around one another. Ella relaxed onto her back, her head turned to the side to continue the kiss. As the kiss ended, Becca's hand slid from teasing Ella's pussy to under her shirt, cupping her sizeable breast and squeezing it with affection. Ella's nipple ached with her desire, and she couldn't help but thrust at her friend's hand. With a growl, Becca threw back the bedcover and clambered on top of her friend, grabbing at her t-shirt and hauling it off her. Ella happily sat up sufficiently to facilitate removal rather than destruction. Becca held her friend's hands above her head, tangled in the almost-removed t-shirt and leaned in to kiss her, her long red hair falling about them as their tongues joined each other again. Ella groaned into her friend's mouth as they kissed, her hands pinned above her head. Becca kissed her way down Ella's throat to her breasts, sucking hard on her left nipple. Ella kept her hands above her head as if Becca was still restraining them, while Becca moved back and forth between her breasts, stimulating first one and then the other, one hand supporting her own weight while the other cupped and squeezed a breast. She lingered long enough to have Ella squirming beneath her, a thigh pressed against her pussy. Then she kissed down her abdomen, swirling her tongue around the pattern of the sunburst tattoo that circled her belly button, before progressing lower again. Ella parted her legs wide as Becca's fingers found her pussy, in prelude to what her tongue would soon be doing.. Ella sighed in pleasure as her friend's fingers slipped over her lips and gently parted them, teasing at her entrance, even as her tongue flicked gently across her aroused clitoris. Becca's tongue circled and flicked at the erect nub as her fingers slid inside, curling up to her front wall, searching for the magical spot that would set Ella truly alive with pleasure. She didn't rush though, it wasn't a race, there was no speed-quest to find it. She knew from experience that Ella would enjoy the stimulation of the slow build-up to the peak of her pleasure just as much as she would from reaching the pinnacle itself. Ella luxuriated under her friend's attentions, loving each and every lick, lap and touch. She took her own breasts in hand and teased her nipples, pulling and tugging on them, and rolling them between her thumbs and fingers as her pleasure continued to build. "Fuck that's good Bec," she moaned as she felt her friend suck hard on her clit. It was the last coherent thing she managed to say before being reduced to mere squeaks and squeals, so overwhelming was the pleasure. She could feel an orgasm building, edging toward the best cliff-edge there was... and then she was over the edge, electricity spiking through her body, radiating out from a point somewhere in her nether region. She clamped her forearm in her mouth, gasping around it, not wanting to release the howl of joy that threatened to escape, and potentially incur the wrath of Becca's father. Becca kissed her way back up Ella's body and pressed their bodies together, tits mashed together as she thrust her tongue into Ella's mouth. Ella kissed her back greedily, loving the taste of her own pleasure on her friend's tongue. "You're the best, Becca," Ella whispered, once she'd returned to coherence while they lay holding each other. "Better than flashing some random wankers in a ute, I hope," Becca giggled. "Always," Ella replied, removing Becca's t-shirt before setting her hands to wandering over her friend's body, one slipping between her legs to find her slick wet lips. She kissed Becca again as she worked two fingers within her. Becca rolled onto her back, legs parting to accommodate Ella's explorations. Ella kissed Becca long and slow, her fingers building her friend's passion. She occasionally broke the kiss to use her mouth on Becca's breasts, but she knew from previous occasions spent pleasuring each other that her fingers would most effectively take Becca over the edge. It wasn't long until she succeeded, and then the two girls cuddled together until they drifted off to sleep, both still topless. * * * * * Over the course of the following week, Ella couldn't shake her thoughts of the flashing out of her mind. Her sudden impulsive act had stirred something within her that wouldn't let go. She found herself wondering how much more exuberant the reaction might have been if she'd not been wearing a bra. But even more than that, she began fantasizing about flashing at other times. She'd sit in class and daydream about being someplace out of sight of the teacher, like standing behind her facing her classmates, and then pulling her dress up to flash her bare pussy at them; or spilling her tits out when no-one expected it, such as in the hallway at school, or out on the street. The vivid fantasies always got her wet, and when she could do it without drawing undue attention, they'd result in her sitting with a hand wedged between her thighs and against her pussy, while she rocked quietly against it. On a few occasions she mentioned her new obsession to Becca, but her friend didn't really get it, so she tried to dismiss the thoughts from her head. But when Friday night rolled around again and she was dressing to go to the pub, it re-planted itself squarely in the front of her mind. Dressing in her bedroom, Ella pulled her tight blue denim jeans up, and fastened the zipper and button over her black thong. She picked up her plaid shirt and stood looking at herself in the mirror. Her black bra presented her tits nicely, but on a whim, she removed it. Even though her tits were a full D cup, they barely dropped when unsupported, a blessing of her youth she knew wouldn't last forever. She pulled her shirt on, tying it at the bottom so it bared her midriff, and then fastened the three lowest press-studs, leaving enough cleavage on show to keep things interesting. She bounced on the balls of her feet experimentally, watching the way her tits jiggled. Happy the effect wasn't too over the top, while still putting enough on display, she headed off to meet up with Becca, her nipples hardening at the thought of how her friend might react. As expected, Becca was both scandalised and impressed by the sight of Ella's tits bouncing freely within her shirt. "You're probably going to get someone arrested with those things, you know," Becca warned, flicking a finger across a clearly erect nipple. "As long as it's not you," Ella laughed. "Not likely. I'll just enjoy watching the endless procession of guys falling all over themselves to impress you. Of course I'll be happy to help you deal with all the free drinks that'll come your way." "You could always join me," Ella suggested. "I think I'll pass. One scandalous lunatic on the streets is about all this town can handle! Let's go hit the pub." As always, the two girls walking down the street attracted plenty of attention, and thanks to the limited mentality of most of the guys cruising in their cars, the attention came with plenty of catcalls. All Ella could think about was ripping open her blouse and flashing her breasts, but she promised herself she wouldn't do it... at least not on the way to the pub. She was worried that if she did, she'd be followed and attract the wrong sort of attention, possibly even having it follow them into the pub. As it turned out, once there she attracted about as much attention as Becca had predicted. The two girls flirted happily with the guys in the pub, and drinks flowed freely toward them, even though they dodged committing to anything beyond a drink and the happy company of a brief chat. "I reckon you should kiss the first guy who realises your eyes aren't buried between your tits," Becca laughed, during one of their trips to the bathroom. "Really? I should kiss one of them, should I?" Ella teased her. "Well, only if the mood takes you," Becca laughed. "I mean, how long is it since you had a nice hard dick inside you?" "Long enough, but not too long," Ella replied whimsically. "You already know that, I told you all about it!" "True enough," Becca smiled back at her. "Tonight's not a night for the big D then?" "Naah, don't feel like it tonight. I'll probably just sleep alone, given I'm not staying with you." "Such a tragedy for all the blokes!" Becca laughed. They left the bathroom and re-joined the rest of the pub's patrons, dancing and drinking their way well into the night. "Time to call it a night?" Becca suggested, late in the evening. "Definitely," Ella agreed. They made their way through the dwindling crowd, and strolled arm in arm back up the main street. They were almost at the end of the street, when a dual-cab ute chucked a uey around the wide median strip separating the two generous country town-sized lanes, readying itself for a cruise back up the street. The two girls were spotted almost immediately, and a drunken lout leaned out the window, belting out the well-worn cry of "Show us your tits!" "Fuck off!" Becca yelled back in her own time-honoured tradition, but rather than back her up, Ella grabbed hold of her shirt and ripped the press-studs open by pulling the two halves dramatically apart, her large tits spilling free. She waggled her chest at the ute as it continued past them, the passenger leaning dangerously out the window in awe, while the rear window quickly receded into the door frame as the rear-passenger sought the same amazing view as the front-seat passenger. "What the fuck are you doing?!" Becca cried out. "Having fun," Ella laughed, as the ute sped up, the passengers screaming at the driver to hurry up so they could turn around further up the street and come back for another look. Like she had the week before, Ella took off running, clutching her shirt and breasts to avoid any further exposure, or excessive bounce. Becca once again had to sprint to catch up, demanding to know what the fuck had come over her friend to make her do something so crazy. They could hear the roar of the ute's engine as it took off down the main street to enable a U-turn further on down, where the median strip allowed it. The girls managed to get themselves off of the main street before the ute came back though, and they stopped together, panting and gasping as they collapsed against each other. "God, that was fun," Ella laughed breathlessly. "I can't believe you did that! Last week was bad enough, but now you actually got your bare tits out!" "You should totally try it," Ella told her, pulling her blouse apart to flash her friend. "Um, not that I'm complaining about seeing your sexy tits, but I'm not sure I understand why you're doing it, let alone why I'd want to try doing it myself. Is this like, going to be a thing for you now? Should I expect to see your tits popping out all over the place?" "Dunno. Not sure if it's an all-the-time thing, but it's definitely a thing. Feel how wet I am!" Ella offered. She undid the button of her jeans, slid the zipper down and parted the denim in offering. Becca looked down at her speculatively, clearly torn between slipping her hand inside her friend's pants, or insisting they get off the street and go home. Ella reached out and caressed Becca's tit. That seemed to tip Becca's desire. Ella grinned when her friend stepped a little closer and slid her hand inside Ella's black thong. "Fuck, you really are wet," Becca hissed, her fingers sliding easily inside Ella's slick vagina. "Told you, there's something about doing this that gets me totally horny. Thinking about it, wondering if I'll be brave enough to do it, actually doing it. The whole thing is just like so naughty and exciting, it drives me wild." "Well, as long as no one arrests you or assaults you, I guess there's no harm done," Becca sighed. She withdrew her fingers and smeared Ella's juices across her own lips, then kissed her, both girls loving Ella's taste, moaning into the kiss. "Fuck, I wish I was staying the night again," Ella complained, as the kiss ended. "I guess you'll just have to make do with your fingers or a toy or something," Becca smiled at her, stepping back. "I have to go though, sorry. Said I'd be home on time." Ella refastened her jeans and pulled her top together, pushing the press studs back together. "Where did you even get that stripper-top?" Becca asked with a laugh. "It's one of Mum's old tops," Ella explained. "Pretty damned convenient for a slutty flasher!" "Hey, don't call me slutty! Unless you want me to stop having fun with you?" "I certainly don't want that! Just a flasher then," Becca laughed. "But one who should probably be careful in such a small town about where she takes her tits out, and who sees them!" "Yeah, fair point," Ella sighed, before wishing her friend goodnight with a sloppy kiss. * * * * * "I can't wait for the netball trip this week, how about you?" Becca asked Ella during the week. "Oh my God, me neither. It's going to be so good. We actually get to go to the city! Boys, shops, civilisation ... girls and boys!" "Hell yes," Becca agreed. "It's going to be epic, a whole ten days without parentals!" "We're totally smuggling booze on board the bus on the way down to the city, yeah?" "Hell yes! I mean we're eighteen, it's not like it's illegal, just against the stupid club rules, because the two junior teams are coming along. And it's not like the dumb chaperones can be everywhere. Shit, based on last year, they'll spend most of the bus ride sleeping, anyway." The early part of the week passed slowly, anticipation prior to the trip slowing time to a crawl, but finally on Friday morning, it was time to leave. Ella and Becca threw their bags under the touring bus with all the others, and carried their backpacks onto the bus, snagging two seats by the window in the back row, soon joined by some of the teammates. They hadn't been sitting for five minutes, before one of the club chaperones came down the aisle and warned the entire back row against causing trouble, declaring that she knew troublemakers always sit at the back of the bus. There were five seats across the back row, and all were taken. Each of the girls smiled sweetly and promised they'd be on their very best behaviour for the five-hour ride to the city. All the girls, front to back, waved goodbyes to their parents as the bus departed, but as soon as they were out of sight, the entire bus exploded with a chorus of boisterous cheers, as the three netball teams of girls celebrated their upcoming week without parental supervision. The time was passed with music and movies, phones and idle chatter, and in the case of the five girls in the back row, with a bit of alcohol to boot. It was after their first pitstop that they broke it out. The bus stopped for fifteen minutes at a rest stop, giving everyone a chance to stock up on snacks. Becca and Ella purchased some Sprite to mix with the vodka they'd smuggled aboard, so it wouldn't be totally obvious what they were drinking. The bus wasn't the fastest vehicle on the road, which meant they were periodically passed by other cars using the sparsely travelled highway. More than one of those cars contained groups of workers who took more than a second glance, once they realised they were passing a bus full of girls who were smiling and waving out the windows. "We should flash them while they go past us," Ella blurted out, when a ute with a pair of good-looking tradies slowed down, even while driving on the wrong side of the highway to pass them. Having the seat by the right-hand window, she was best positioned both to see them and to be seen by them. "No way!" Becca laughed. "They'd probably lose control and crash if they copped a look at these!" She grabbed her friend's tits to emphasise her point. "You should totally do it!" Megan said eagerly, the girl sitting in the middle seat of the back row. "Do what?" Kate queried from the left side of Megan. "Flash a ute full of guys overtaking us," Megan passed along. "Oh my God, that would be wild!" Kate laughed. "You're all nuts," Becca laughed as merrily as anyone else, "But hey, it ain't my tits we're talking about." "It should be yours, cos you've got the biggest ones of us all; they probably wouldn't even notice mine," Megan laughed, grasping her b-cups and waggling them at Becca. "I'm gonna do it!" Ella announced, buoyed by the encouragement of her teammates. Alice and Sarah were sitting in the seats directly in front of Ella and Becca, and had turned around upon hearing the conversation behind them. "Nope. I need you two looking to the front," Ella giggled, "Otherwise this little show is going to be way too obvious." Even as she spoke, she was releasing her bra and working it out from under her t-shirt. She stuffed it into her backpack, her nipples now visibly hard in anticipation, against the cotton of her shirt. Jenny was sitting on the left side of the back row, and had turned to look out the rear window for prospective targets. They had to wait a good ten minutes before another ute with appropriately aged guys came into view and prepared to overtake them. Jenny and Megan turned in their seats and waved at them, ensuring that they had the guys' attention before they started to overtake. When they did, Ella knelt excitedly on her seat, Alice and Sarah in front of her sitting up tall enough to provide a screen against anyone in front of them from seeing what was going on. As the ute came alongside, the passenger was clearly looking across to see what was going on in the bus, and the driver was glancing across as often as he dared, without surrendering too much of his attention to the road. Ella grabbed the waistband of her t-shirt and pulled it above her breasts, spilling them free as she thrust them against the window, squashing her tight nipples against the cold glass. The driver of the ute excitedly honked his horn in rapid succession, while the passenger wolf-whistled loudly and shouted his appreciation, even though the windows of the bus weren't the type to open, so the girls (and chaperones!) couldn't hear him. The driver paced his car alongside them for a few moments, and Ella pulled away from the window just enough to squeeze her tits with her hands, then bounce them up and down at her audience. It was clear when the ute resumed its overtaking manoeuvre, that the passenger was super-reluctant to be leaving. Ella restored her t-shirt as the ute disappeared forward of the bus, and the girls in the back two rows chattered excitedly about how fun and outrageous Ella's act had been. "I totally want a turn at that," Kate insisted, once things had settled down a bit. She was the team's starting centre, and was always lively. The girls quickly rearranged their seating, so Kate was in the right-hand window seat with Ella beside her, and Becca taking Kate's seat next to Jenny. Jenny resumed her role of spotter, searching out the back window for a suitable target. When the right car approached ('right' in this case being one containing two appropriately aged, and at least passably attractive guys), Kate excitedly arranged herself in her seat, her bra having been removed and stored away in the same fashion as Ella's. "Know what would get those two guys even more excited?" Ella said quietly to Becca, leaning across Megan to speak to her best friend. "I'm afraid to ask," Becca laughed. "If we pashed each other so they could see us through the back window!" "Um, yep, pretty sure that would do it," Megan laughed from between them. "Want me to swap seats with you, Becca?" "Nah, it's okay, they're already coming up alongside us," Becca noted, glancing out the back window. Kate was literally bouncing on her seat in anticipation, and when the car pulled alongside, she mimicked Ella, pulling her t-shirt up to flash her C Cups through the window. As the earlier ute had, the driver honked his horn in appreciation, before travelling out of sight. "Anyone else want to join the club?" Kate asked the group of girls in the back two rows, playfully flashing them as well. "Yeah, the Friday Flashers!" Ella enthused. "Come on Becca, I know you want to!" "No thanks," laughed Becca. "Well, I probably won't even get a honk, but I'm in," Mandy volunteered, looking down at her flat chest. She was sitting in the second-to-last row, directly in front of Jenny. There hadn't been any way of keeping them in the dark about what was going on. Again the girls rearranged themselves, so Mandy had taken Ella's original seat. She wasn't wearing a bra, never really needing one, and so hadn't had to remove it. When the time came and she flashed her small tits, the car passing them did indeed honk its horn. "What's going on back here?" the nearest chaperone demanded, having picked her way down the aisle, stepping gingerly over all the feet and backpacks littering it. Fortunately the girls had sufficient warning, that by the time she made it back to them nothing untoward was happening, and while she was suspicious that something had been happening, she remained ignorant. "Just a bit of musical seats," Ella explained. "We're all taking turns with the window seats. "Then why are those cars honking at us?" "No idea, maybe they're just degenerates who like lots of pretty girls waving at them through bus windows," Becca suggested. The chaperone humphed, and picked her way through the crowded aisle back to her seat, and for some time looked back in frequent, though irregular intervals, in an attempt to catch the girls out and find out what they were up to. The girls bided their time until they weren't being monitored so closely, and then resumed the game they'd instigated. One by one, eight of the nine girls at the back of the bus joined the Friday Flashers, exposing their tits to a passing car, until Becca was the only holdout. It took a while longer, but eventually she caved into peer pressure and took the window seat, her double Ds unfettered and lively beneath her t-shirt. Jenny alerted her to an overtaking vehicle, and Becca nervously faced the window, Ella right behind her, whispering encouragement in her ear. A red Toyota pulled level, and Ella urgently hissed "Now!" into her ear. Becca flipped up her t-shirt, her pale, creamy-skinned breasts bouncing into view. The car's passenger was clearly hooting and hollering in glee, and as most of the vehicles passing them had done, the driver honked the horn enthusiastically. Becca snapped her t-shirt back down into position, and Ella seized her in a bear-hug from behind, wrapping her hands around her friend's tits and squeezing them gleefully. "Tell me that wasn't liberating and fun!" Ella demanded. "It was kind of crazy," Becca admitted, leaning back into Ella's embrace. "God, I'm so wet! If we weren't on this bus, I'd throw you down and fuck you," Ella whispered in her ear. "If we weren't on this bus, I'd let you," Becca laughed. 'So like, when you called us the Friday Flashers club Ella, does that mean we're only flashing on Fridays?" Mandy asked. "Yeah, I think that's about what it should mean," Ella agreed. "I don't want to set up expectations that my tits are like always out on display, or to risk getting caught too much, no matter how much I enjoy it. Once a week seems like a nice balance." Even though the vodka was still being passed around, the girls were cautious not to get too silly, and they agreed they'd all keep their tits out of public view for the rest of the bus ride, though none of them made any move to put their bras back on. They finally made it to the city in the mid-afternoon, and the girls all piled out of the bus and traipsed up to their hotel rooms, three girls to a room. Ella and Becca were joined by Jess, their team's alternate Centre. "That was the best ride we've ever had to the city," Jess declared, throwing her backpack on the single bed, after Ella and Becca had told her they'd be happy to share the king bed, which was the only other one in the room. Jess laughed, knowing they were claiming it just as much as being gracious about sharing it. "It was a lot of fun, wasn't it," Ella agreed. "Of course Friday isn't over yet, so who knows; maybe we can have some more fun before the night is out." "You're a shocker," Becca declared, "A tits-out shocker!" Ella lifted her shirt again and waggled her breasts at Becca, to confirm that was exactly what she was. "You forgot to mention horny," she laughed as she restored her t-shirt. "I'd ... um ... suggest you two get a room, but apparently you're already in it," Jess commented, reminding the other two she was present. "Did you want me to go visit someone and give you a chance to fuck it out?" "Fuck it out?" Ella laughed. "Interesting way of putting it. No, we're good. It's not like we're dating or anything, we just like, well, help each other out occasionally. No reason you'd have to leave, Jess. I saw how sexy your tits are. You could join us, if you like." "I think I'm okay," Jess laughed. "But thanks for the offer." Ella walked over to the window and looked out. They were on the ninth floor of the hotel, and there was an office block adjacent that their room's window looked into. In the afternoon light she couldn't see into the building, only reflections of their hotel in its glass façade. She was disappointed. She was starting to imagine how many people might be in the building, and how many of them might see her if she was to strip down and press herself against the window. "So did anyone pay attention to what's on the agenda for the rest of the day?" Ella asked, turning away from the disappointing window. "We've got free time for two hours, then dinner downstairs. Team briefings are after dinner, and then we're supposed to stay in our rooms until tomorrow morning," Becca listed. "Well shit, then let's get out of here while we have the chance! We're not far from seeing the Harbour Bridge and the Opera House, you know," Ella declared. "You coming with us, Jess?" "Sure, if you don't mind a third wheel." "We're not a couple, so we're all third wheels on this tricycle, Jess," Becca laughed. "Yeah, you keep saying that, but the way you two look at each other says otherwise," Jess responded. "I'm still up for some fun though." The three girls left the room in what was their unofficial travel uniform -- athletic tights, t-shirts and jackets, and they set out to explore the area around the hotel. Ella pulled up Google Maps on her phone. She looked for bars nearby, then arm in arm, the girls took off from the hotel, heads swivelling constantly at the sights the city had to offer, especially those of the young businessmen walking the streets (many of whom returned their hungry glances). They didn't have to go far before they reached the nearest bar, and slipped inside for a quiet drink. They only stayed long enough for two before hitting the streets again, determined to explore a little more of the city. "You know what I've noticed?" Ella asked. "What's that?" Jess responded. "We've been walking around for what, an hour now, and I still haven't had anyone pester me about showing them my tits!" "Outrageous!" Becca laughed. "I know, right?" chimed in Jess, before adding, "Well it's still early, I mean even back home you can usually walk around without being accosted until like seven thirty pm." "On a good day," Ella laughed. "Well with the magnificence you're hiding under your shirt, it's small wonder all the horny boys of the world demand to see them," Jess suggested. "Aww so nice of you to say," Ella giggled. "And since it's still Friday, I might just share with the City of Sydney just how delightful they are." "Oh good God, here we go," Becca bemoaned, though with enough amusement to show she wasn't really as concerned as she might appear. "Look, see that walkway up there crossing the road? That looks perfect." "It looks hell busy, is how it looks," Becca pointed out. "Fuck, you're right," Ella agreed, clearly disappointed. "What exactly were you planning?" Jess asked. "I was going to go up there and flash all the cars driving under the walkway," Ella explained. "Wow, really?" Jess asked in surprise. "Hell yeah, the more people that get to see these puppies the better," Ella sighed. "Come on, you'll live," Becca said, taking her friend by the arm, and leading her off in another direction. "So that's the Sydney Opera House," Becca said, stating the obvious as the three girls stood at the base of the steps, looking up at the famous structure, with its unique roof strongly resembling sails on a ship. "Yup, and over there is the Harbour Bridge," Jess noted, pointing across the harbour. "Do you think there's much video surveillance here?" Ella asked single-mindedly, looking around at the crowd of tourists. "Duh, of course not. It's not like they're famous landmarks or anything. Why would they bother?", Becca laughed, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Yeah, that's what I was afraid of." The girls snapped photos and selfies and headed back toward the hotel, not wanting to get out of sorts with the trip's chaperones on the very first night they were in town. The foot traffic had increased significantly with hordes of office workers finishing for the day, flooding not only the streets, but the numerous bars. "We've got time for one more drink, don't we?" Ella asked, as they made their way back toward the hotel. "If we're quick," Becca appraised. "Let's have one then," Ella declared, leading them into the next bar they encountered. They ordered drinks and found seats near the wall opposite the bar, watching the space fill up with office drones looking to wash away the pains of their working week. They were there for perhaps twenty minutes, before Becca insisted that they really had to head back if they were going to keep their team commitments. "Well, if we have to go, we have to go," Jess agreed. "I reckon some of these people could use some cheering up," Ella laughed, nodding in the direction of a couple guys who'd been moaning about how miserable their week had been. "Oh no," Becca said, afraid of whatever Elsa might be planning. "Oh relax," Ella laughed. "What do you think I am, crazy?" Jess and Becca began making their way to the door, with Ella following. Just as Ella reached the two guys lamenting their lot in life, she turned to them and said, "Cheer up, life's not all bad." The guys turned toward her, and she flipped up her t-shirt and flashed them her bare tits, freezing in place for a few seconds before covering up, turning, and pushing through the crowd to catch up to Jess and Becca, who with bright red faces, propelled her out the door, calls for Ella to return for more fun, following them out the door. "You're an absolute nut case!" Becca accused Ella, as they headed down the street and back to the hotel. "That was SOOO much fun," Ella crowed, as they dropped their bags in their room before heading down to dinner. "Pity I couldn't like flash the entire bar!" "Well I guess that leaves something for an innocent young girl just setting out in life to aspire to," Jess laughed. "I'm kind of with Becca though, I can't believe you just did that. I mean I hadn't even realised you'd been braless all afternoon!" "God, if I had little tits like Mandy's, I'd go braless all the time, just like she does," Ella replied, "Bras suck." "They're not the most comfortable things, but they're better than having your boobs resting on your knees," Becca laughed. "You're both right, there," Jess agreed. "You should come to dinner without yours," Ella suggested to her two friends. "Why not?" Jess laughed. She pulled off her t-shirt to reveal a black sports bra, which she quickly removed. "Such gorgeous tits," Ella complimented her as Jess pulled her t-shirt back on. "Thanks!" "Okay, we really do need to get downstairs," Becca reminded them. The three girls joined their team and club-mates downstairs and enjoyed their dinner, being reminded at the end by their chaperones that any untoward behaviour after dinner would invoke various punishments, which they knew how to make most unpleasant. "So, no sneaking out tonight, then?" Ella asked her roomies, when they flopped on the king-sized bed after dinner. "Nope, I'm not risking being kept out of the team all week," Becca replied. "Me neither," added Jess. "I hate to think what my Dad would say if I had to call him and confess I'd been banned from playing." "Yeah, it would suck," lamented Ella. "Except that I really wanted to get up on that footbridge and flash all the cars." "Poor deprived Ella," Becca laughed. "Yeah, poor me," Ella agreed without an ounce of self-pity. "I guess I'll just have to settle for that office block over there!" She walked over to the window and pulled the curtains back, checking to see what could be seen from the window. To her delight, there were lights on in the adjacent building and a few people could still be seen working away, even on a Friday evening. "Perfect," she announced. She quickly shed her t-shirt and started dancing around in front of the window, watching to see if she attracted any attention. It took a while, but it happened. A guy in the office building opposite, which was only about five metres away, approached his window, probably headed for a printer or something. He collected some paper, and when he looked up, he spotted Ella bouncing her tits around. He did an obvious double-take, and then just stood watching as Ella pretended not to notice him, even when he turned and called two of his colleagues over to the window. "Oh my God, there's three of them now!" Becca laughed. "Lucky they're not recording you!" "If you see a phone come out let me know, so I can stop!" Ella laughed. "Why don't one of you join me? Let's give them a little show." "No way!" Becca answered. "Jess?" Ella pleaded. "Could be fun," she mused aloud. "You know it will be. I'm already sopping wet, just because I know they're looking at me," Ella coaxed her. "Fuck it, why not?" Jess laughed, pulling off her t-shirt. "Damn, do you Asians have sexy bodies," Ella moaned, as Jess revealed her C-Cup breasts. "You're terrible, Ella! That's so racist," Becca rebuked her. "That's like saying all white girls are trailer trash! I mean, even just a generalising statement as 'Asians' is ridiculous, when they come from so many different countries." "What? No, it's not!" Ella objected. "I kind of agree with Becca, but at least it was a compliment; but trust me, if you'd ever seen my auntie's, you wouldn't have said that," laughed Jess. "Chinese women can let themselves go too!" "Well whatever your race is, you're sexy as fuck, Jess," Ella observed. "And like sorry if that's offensive, too." "I'll forgive you. I wish I were as tall as you though!" Jess lamented, looking up to meet the eyes of her teammate, who was a good head and a half taller. "Yeah, but then you wouldn't be such a super-fit and hot little centre," Ella said, grabbing hold of Jess's hands and dancing chaotically with her, their tits bouncing around freely. "I think those guys are going to lose their shit over there," Becca laughed from the bed. "You know there's like six of them now, right?" "Should we tease 'em a bit more? How about a nice dirty kiss, Jess?" "Um, I'm okay with that," Jess laughed. Ella stopped dancing and led Jess over to stand right by the window, walking directly toward their audience along their way. The guys pumped their fists and applauded, clearly impressed by the sight of the two half-naked girls. Ella turned Jess toward her so they were both side on and started kissing her, bending her head down to meet her shorter friend's lips. "Holy shit, they really like that," Laughed Becca. Ella slipped her tongue into Jess's mouth, sliding it around, flicking it back and forth against her partner's. She took Jess's tit in hand (the one closest to the window) and started fondling it. Just as she was about to kneel down to the perfect height for sucking, Becca yelled out "Phone!" Ella grabbed the curtain and snapped it shut while Jess leapt out of sight, falling to the bed, laughing at their frantic reaction to Becca's shout. "Crazy bitches," Becca laughed at them. She walked over to the window and peeked through a gap she made in the curtain, confirming for the other two that the guys in the office were still hanging around, obviously hoping for a bit more of a show. "I gotta say Jess, that was a yummy kiss," Ella said with a sigh, rolling onto her back on the bed. "It was pretty good for me too," Jess replied with a grin. "Good enough to want more if you'd like it?" "Mmm, that sounds like a fine plan," Ella replied. Jess crawled over to where Ella was lying on the bed until her face was above Ella's, her long dark hair falling about the other girl's face. Ella's hand went straight to Jess's breast, squeezing and fondling it as Jess dipped her mouth to Ella's, and slipped her tongue between her lips. "Does this mean we're going to need to change the sleeping arrangements?" Becca asked. "Why would we need to do that?" Jess asked. "I just thought you might like to spend the night in bed with Ella," Becca explained. "Well sure, that sounds good, but like I don't want you missing out, Becca." "Oh don't worry. We're here all week, we can swap about and share whenever we like," Becca suggested. "I like that idea," Ella said enthusiastically. "Me too," Jess replied. "Of course, we could all share it together." 'Ohhh, she's pretty and smart!" Becca exclaimed. "Well I'm going to clean my teeth and get ready for bed then," Becca advised the others. "Freshening up sounds like a good plan," Jess responded. "After being in the bus all day, a shower sounds even better." "A naked three-way shower?" Ella suggested as much as asked. "Well I'll be in there naked, and anyone that wants to join me is most welcome," Jess replied. Becca went to her suitcase and extracted her toiletries, while Jess simply stripped out of her remaining clothes, with Ella encouraging her lasciviously. Naked, Jess flashed Ella a smile and sauntered off in the direction of the bathroom. "You'll be left all alone if you're not careful, Ella," she taunted over her shoulder. "Not bloody likely!" Ella declared, jumping off the bed, tits bouncing freely, as she raced to catch up. Jess started the shower and stepped in under the flowing warm water, while Becca brushed her teeth at the sink while cast appreciative glances at Jess as she started soaping herself. Ella slipped off her leggings and thong, and joined Jess in the generously proportioned shower. Jess welcomed her with open arms, the two girls crushing their bodies together as they kissed. "Hurry up Becca, you're missing out," Ella called to her friend. "Oh I'm pretty sure you'll still be in there when I'm ready," Becca laughed, after spitting toothpaste into the sink. She rinsed her mouth and then stripped down, with both Ella and Jess still urging her to hurry up. She soon joined them in the shower, and a tangle of wet, soapy limbs ensued. While the shower was fun, the girls were aware it was merely a warm-up for what was planned for the bed, so they only stayed long enough to stoke their passion. They towelled down, and Ella and Jess cleaned their teeth before the three girls tumbled into the king-sized bed together. Ella and Becca insisted on trapping Jess between them, taking turns in kissing her. Then, while Ella kissed Jess, Becca took her right nipple in her mouth, before swapping; Ella next taking her left nipple while Becca kissed her. Jess was a wet, writhing mess by the time Ella slipped her hand between her legs, her fingers slipping over her cropped landing strip and down to her easily parted lips. She teased her clitoris before sliding two fingers within her slick, tight hole. Becca was the first to start kissing her way down Jess's body. Ella remained where she was and continued kissing her, still moving back and forth between her breasts and her mouth, using her tongue and teeth, while Becca worked her way between her willingly parted legs, and began feasting on her pussy. Jess writhed beneath the attention of her two teammates, almost overwhelmed by the multiple sensory inputs, as they worked her erogenous zones masterfully. "You have such a sexy pussy, Jess," Becca sighed, two fingers buried within her, her tongue flicking back and forth across her clit. "Let me see," Ella insisted, moving down beside Becca before nudging her friend aside. Becca shuffled to her left to make room, and Ella inspected Jess's pussy. "Mmm, it is pretty," she agreed, her fingers tracing over the swollen labia and moving the inner lips this way and that, then spreading them open and laying them flat against her labia. "I bet it's tasty, too." She slid her tongue up through Jess's slit to her clit, swirled it around, and then licked back down to slide it inside her, murmuring her appreciation of the taste she was sampling. "God, that feels good," Jess moaned, hands cupping her own breasts and pinching at her nipples. Becca moved behind Ella, who spread her legs eagerly, as Becca ran her hands over her tight little buttocks. She squeezed them and then pulled them apart, so she could work her tongue into Ella's wet pussy. Ella groaned into Jess's pussy and worked her clit feverishly, determined to get her off, determined to bring her to the ultimate peak of her pleasure. She slipped two fingers inside her, curled them up toward her front wall to find her magical spot, and sucked on her clit. Jess gave a scream of joy as her body exploded, hips bucking off the bed, forcing both Ella and Becca to move quickly away to escape the violent intensity of her orgasm. While Jess lay quivering ecstatically on the bed, Ella grabbed Becca, threw her down beside their teammate and lay between her legs, ready to worship her friend's pussy. Becca settled in for her treat as Ella began her oral assault. The two girls had shared enough fun together for each to know what to expect from each other. Becca lay back and enjoyed the view of the naked Jess lying beside her, as Ella's tongue expertly stimulated her. Jess recovered, and turned on her side to take in the scene playing out on the bed beside her. "Suck my tit please Jess?" Becca moaned once she noticed her friend moving. Jess happily rolled onto her tummy, propped up on her elbows, with her head poised over her friend's delightfully large breast. She sucked the nipple into her mouth, and teased it with her lips and teeth. Becca caressed the small of Jess's back, while enjoying both of her friends' attentions. It wasn't long until Ella had Becca squirming and mewling in pleasure on the bed, her orgasm imminent. She was tempted to suggest Jess take a turn and to tease Becca by stopping and swapping, but she was enjoying herself too much, so she carried on and took Becca over the edge and into the bliss of her orgasm. "We should probably get some sleep," Ella suggested, after the girls had spent a few more minutes kissing and touching each other as they came down from the high of their quick little threesome. "Yeah, we probably should be somewhat fresh for the first game of the tournament," Becca agreed. "You gonna sleep in here with us Jess?" "Nah, reckon I'd just end up kicking you both or something," Jess laughed. "Thanks for the offer, though. Maybe we can switch it up tomorrow?" "I'm okay with that," Ella agreed. Becca nodded to indicate that she was too. * * * * * "Okay, game time, girls," Alice addressed the girls who'd huddled at their end of the court, waiting for the whistle summoning them to their starting positions. "Let's stay focussed and stick to our game plan, yeah? We obviously haven't played this team before, but if we all stick to our roles and support each other, we should come away with the win. Let's start the tournament on a high note, hey?" "Hell yes!" Kate agreed. "And Ella, your mind on the game please, not on the spectators," Alice teased the Shooter, as they went to take up their positions in the attacking third of the court. "What spectators?" Ella asked with a laugh, noting the almost total absence of people sitting in the bleachers. "Exactly!" Alice laughed. "What did you think, that I was going to flash them?" "Who can say? So we shouldn't take any chances!" Alice declared, just before the whistle blew to start the game. Ella darted forward and took the pass from their Centre (Kate was starting), and then fired it across to Jenny, who'd made great position going past her. A couple more exciting, lightning-quick passes, and Ella had the ball within shooting range. She held the ball up, outwaited the Keeper who was defending against her, and then just before she could be called for a held ball, she sent it up in a perfect arc before it dropped cleanly through the net. Her teammates cheered their great opening, and they settled in for the game. When it was over, the girls came away with a four-goal win, a great start to their tournament. They chatted excitedly about how far they might be able to take their winning form into the rest of the week. It turned out they were able to do exactly that, winning four of their next five games to place them second behind the Ravens, the only undefeated team at the end of the round robin portion of the tournament. The Ravens were the only team they'd been beaten by, which gave them a good chance of winning through to the Grand Final, if all the teams maintained their current form. Ella behaved herself all week, planning mischief for Friday. If they won their first final of the day, they'd have to play a second. That game would be their chance to win through to the Grand Final, which would be played on the Saturday. Ella knew how important it was to the team, but she couldn't let the fact that it was Friday go. How could she call herself a respectable Friday Flasher if she passed up the chance to flash her tits during a final on a Friday! She pulled her uniform on and settled it in place, looking into the full-length mirror that also served as the wardrobe's door. Her outfit was a single piece, with a fitted Lycra bodice that flared from the hips into a short, bouncy skirt, which she knew from experience flapped up and showed off her underwear when she landed or spun quickly, which was why the girls wore athletic shorts underneath. Well, that's what we usually wear, Ella thought to herself. She lifted her skirt and turned left and right, making sure that her black thong met with her satisfaction. She'd had to come to terms with the fact that she'd not be able to get her tits out of the outfit and so happy with what she saw, she pulled on her track pants and her team jacket and rushed downstairs, having told Becca and Jess just to go on down without her. By the time game time came around, Ella was already feeling a stickiness in the crotch of her thong from the thought that any boys watching would get the chance to see that she'd forgotten her sports shorts, and instead would be greeted by the sight of her thong nestled between her tight butt cheeks. She left her track pants on while they warmed up, just so none of her teammates or coaches would see anything untoward until it was too late to do anything about it. She kept reminding herself to concentrate on the game. When the whistle went and she made her first run, she thought itwas going to be impossible not to think about her ass cheeks being on display. Just that first movement had made her aware she'd be feeling the cool air of the stadium on her mostly uncovered butt, making it difficult not to remember her lack of sensible covering. Fortunately her competitiveness bore her though without any serious mishaps, though she did note a cluster of guys on the supporter's side of the court taking a very definite interest in her game, cheering boisterously every time she landed from a jump. "Um, forgot something, did we?" Alice demanded somewhat harshly, about halfway through the first quarter. "What?" Ella asked, having just shot a goal. "Um, like proper underwear?" "Oh, that!" Ella giggled. "Don't you dare fuck this up, Ella," Alice hissed, leaving her to find her spot for the next centre pass. At the end of the first quarter, Ella was handed a pair of athletic shorts by one of the chaperones, and instructed in no uncertain terms to put them on. "There's no time to get to the change rooms," she protested a little lamely. "No need, just put them on; everyone's already seen what you're wearing," the chaperone responded frostily. Ella sighed, and she quickly pulled the shorts on to be sure she could get back on court in time for the second quarter. When it started, it was clear the young male portion of the audience that had gathered was as disappointed with the change in her attire as she was. She couldn't help but notice that a portion of her audience drifted away during the course of the rest of the game. The game finished tighter than they would have liked, and they won by only two goals. Given the first had come from an intercept that left them with the final centre pass of the game, the team was ecstatic. Ella had scored both of the final goals, and it was only that success which appeared to mollify Alice's attitude toward her teammate. "No stunts this afternoon, right?" Alice cautioned her, as Ella headed off to find some lunch between the two games. "I promise, Alice," Ella assured her. She didn't want to be the one to cost them their shot at the Grand Final. "You played a great game out there," a guy she didn't know complimented her, as she and Becca headed off to find some sustenance. "Thanks," Ella replied. "It was closer than we'd have liked." "Yeah? Well you certainly seemed to hold up your end of the contest with your accuracy." "Thanks, I'm just glad it paid off." "And your first quarter in particular was definitely worth watching," the guy suggested, meeting Ella's eyes with his own sparkling blue ones, and a mischievous grin. "Oh? Something in particular that made it stand out?" Ella asked. Becca coughed to hide the laugh that nearly escaped her lips. Both girls noticed the bloke's eyes dipping down toward Ella's skirt. "Well, let's just say your play was visually appealing." "I bet," Becca laughed. "I think I'll just go grab something over there, and leave you two to discuss the finer points of the first quarter." She'd seen the look in Ella's eye, and she knew what was likely to transpire. "See you soon," Ella said. "I'm Ella, by the way," she introduced herself to her admirer. "Jake," he offered in return. "Nice to meet you, Jake. Care to buy me some lunch?" "I could be convinced," Jake replied. "Convinced? What might that take?" "Well, it depends. There was a certain change in your uniform between the first and second quarters that seriously detracted from the ongoing spectacle. Has that change been reversed?" "No, sadly it hasn't," Ella answered, quickly addressing his look of disappointment with, "But that could be easily fixed." "Well, if that fix were to happen, there'd definitely be a chance of my buying you lunch." "Then why don't we wander over there, where we'll be out of public view then?" Ella suggested, pointing to an area where they'd be able to find some privacy from the rest of the sports complex. Jake's blue eyes lit up along with her broad white smile. Ella grinned back at him and led the way. Once they were out of sight, Ella spun quickly to face the boy following her and reached up under her skirt. She pulled at the sports-shorts she'd had to don over her thong and slid them down her legs before working them over her netball shoes, stepping out of them a little awkwardly before accidentally dropping them to the ground behind her. "Oops," she said with mock coyness, turning back to pick them up. She bent over at the waist, legs straight, short netball skirt riding up as she did so. She picked the shorts from the ground but held the position and looked back at Jake over her shoulder. His eyes were fixed on her butt that she knew was exposed from the cool air that caressed her bared buttocks. "Now that looks a lot like the best of the first quarter," Jake commented. "So just how much do you like it?" Ella asked. "Enough that it makes your cock hard?" "Well I can't say the reaction is quite that instant, but it's well on the way." "Needs a little more incentive does it?" Ella enquired, still bent over. She reached her hand in between her legs and ran a finger over the crotch of her thong before slipping it under the edge and pulling it aside to reveal her bald pussy lips, conscious of how wet she was getting. "Holy shit," Jake moaned. "That's one hell of an incentive." "Well, if I'm going to suck your cock, I'd prefer it was hard," Ella told him. "What?" he asked in shock. "Oh, I think you heard me," Ella grinned. "I'd show you my tits to convince you, but well, with this uniform and a sports bra, there's no easy or sexy way to do it." She stepped close, squatted down and reached out a hand to run it over the hardening bulge in his jeans. "Fuck," he groaned at the contact. Ella didn't say anything else, she simply attacked his belt, button and zipper so she could extract him from his jeans, uttering her own moan when she wrapped her hand around his now completely erect shaft. She stroked him firmly a couple of times, looked up to meet his gaze, and then slid her lips down over the head of his dick. "Fuck, I can't believe this is happening," Jake moaned, as Ella took him deep in her mouth, before sliding her lips and tongue up and down in long smooth sucks. Ella didn't say anything, she simply sucked him eagerly, one hand wrapped around the root of his cock, stroking as her mouth worked the top two thirds. Jake groaned and thrust at her mouth as she worked him, his cock an iron rod in her mouth. "Fuck, I'm gonna blow," he declared, after she'd been sucking him for a good ten minutes. "Give it to me," Ella growled quickly, barely pausing in her efforts. She could hear him panting and gasping, and then his cock stiffened and pulsed in her hand, as he shot his load into her mouth. Ella swallowed eagerly. Wiping her mouth clear of the remnants of his explosion, she stood back up. "Thanks for lunch," she commented with a grin. "That's it?" he asked. "Not enough for you?" she asked, surprised. "Well it was amazing and all, but to be honest, I was hoping to at least get to touch that slice of heaven between your legs." "Greedy, greedy boy," Ella admonished him, waggling a finger at him. She took his hand though, and guided it between her legs, sighing as his fingers began stroking the microfibre thong against her pussy lips. She parted her legs a little further as his fingers danced, seeking the edge of the fabric. Moments later, she felt his fingers on her bald lips, sliding over them only long enough to find her entrance. A finger slid inside her and she groaned happily, briefly wondering if she should let him fuck her right there. An announcement over the loudspeaker snapped her back to reality though, and she gently pulled at his wrist before closing her legs. "I don't suppose you're staying locally?" Jake asked, when it was clear he wasn't about to get any more action from her. "No, we're in the city, actually," Ella informed him. "Crap, no chance of meeting you later then. I'll just have to settle for watching your next game." "The more the merrier, but the powers that be are on to me, so I'm going to have to put these pesky shorts back on," she told him with a laugh. Jake clearly brought some friends back to watch their second game, and Ella couldn't help but wonder before it started if he'd told them about her giving him a head job between games. She let it slip from her mind though, as the game commenced. There was too much on the line, and she didn't want to let her teammates down. They won the game in another tight finish, which put the entire team in a celebratory, if slightly anxious, mood on the way back to the hotel in their bus. They'd made the final, but that didn't stop the nerves about having to actually play in it the following day. The coaches and chaperones were being extra-serious, and Ella's attempts to get her teammates interested in something a bit naughty fell mostly flat. "What a bunch of party poopers," she complained to Becca and Jess in the time they had before dinner. "What good is it to start something fun like the Friday Flashers, if no one wants to go out flashing?" "Relax El, I'm sure once we get past the final, everyone will be more on board, they just want to make sure they have the best chance they can of winning." "Okay I get that, but it's still boring as fuck," Ella complained. "I mean this is the perfect time. We're in the city, we're basically anonymous, and we have an hour to kill. I'm heading out. Coming with?" Becca and Jess looked at each other and came to an unspoken agreement. "Yeah," Becca answered first. "Even if it's just to make sure you don't end up getting arrested." "Or pregnant," Jess laughed. "I don't think anyone ever got pregnant from flashing, Jess," Ella laughed. "Yeah, but something tells me you'll need us along to curb some of your more outrageous ideas," Jess replied. "Whatever," Ella laughed. "At least you're coming with!" She pulled off her t-shirt, removed her bra, and put on a pullover that had no mention of their club. "Well, I guess that says something pretty direct about your intent!" Becca laughed. Ella just grinned at her and flipped the pullover up, flashing her tits, showing exactly how prepared she was. "Surprised you're not wearing a skirt and no panties, really," Jess observed. "Well, it is starting to get a bit cooler out there, and I have to be a little bit practical. Even I don't want to come down with something before tomorrow's final. So let's do this! Are you two flashing too?" "Not me; sorry babe," Becca replied. "I'll think about it," Jess proposed. "Then at least take off your bra, just in case," Ella said to Jess. Jess gave it a moment's thought, and then did as Ella suggested, adopting a similar uniform. "Okay! First stop, that footbridge over the highway!" Ella declared. "Heaven help us," Becca laughed. The three girls left the hotel, promising the chaperone they ran into in the lobby they'd be back before the hour was out, and in time for dinner. Ella eagerly led them to the footbridge, which they ascended onto, and then stopped when they were above the three lanes of traffic heading out of the city. "You joining in, Jess?" Ella asked hopefully. "Not just yet," Jess replied, clearly disappointing Ella. "Fine; well, I'm going to give Sydney a treat!" she declared. She stepped to the edge of the foot bridge and leaned against the railing, that was about waist high on her. She waited until there was a quiet moment, without anyone walking toward their position on the bridge, but with plenty of cars passing underneath, and flipped up her top, bouncing her breasts in plain sight of any motorists that happened to look up. Jess and Becca kept their eyes out for any pedestrians that might be about to spot what she was up to, while Ella laughed and laughed, and presented her tits to the world. It wasn't long until there were a few horns honking from the highway in appreciation of the display. "People coming, Ella!" Becca hissed, and Ella reluctantly packed her tits away. "God, that's so much fun," Ella gushed, as she waited for the pedestrians to pass them and be walking away from her again. "Come on, Jess. Double the fun with me!" Jess looked nervously about, as Ella took up her position again. Then with an almost apologetic glance at Becca, she stepped forward and stood beside Ella. "Well fuck, this railing is too high for me," Jess complained, when she realised it was at about nipple height for her shorter stature. "Even if I flash, no-one down there is going to see anything." "That sucks!" Ella observed, realising what their height difference meant. "Well, we'll just have to find somewhere else for you to flash." She flipped her top up and exposed her tits to the traffic again before settling it back in place with a sigh. "Doing that makes me so horny!" "You're incorrigible," Becca accused her, as they made their way off the footbridge. Ella playfully flipped her the bird. As they neared the end of the footbridge, a group of businessmen were walking on the sidewalk of the street below, and were soon to pass under the girls' position. Ella whistled at them, and when they looked up, she gave them the same show she'd given the traffic. The men below simply stared in shocked amazement, until Ella quickly pulled her top back down and ran off the end of the footbridge, determined to be out of sight before they worked out which direction the girls were headed. Jess and Becca were left to chase her and catch up, caught out by her spontaneity. "Come on Jess, one random flash together for the Friday Flashers?" Ella coaxed her friend as their free time neared its end. "Someone has to join me, or this so-called club is going to be dead to me." "Okay, one time," Jess agreed. The girls walked back in the direction of their hotel, waiting until they were nearly there, before they saw a group of guys they were happy to flash. They figured on being close enough to get into the hotel and out of sight before they might be followed, but not so close that they might be seen by a chaperone in the lobby. "Hey, you guys!" Ella shouted to the group of guys they'd targeted across the street. When the four guys turned to see who had called out, Ella and Jess both lifted their tops and flashed. "Holy shit!" came the cry from one of the guys. A car that was passing visibly slowed as well. "Hang on, we're coming to you!" another of the guys called out, clearly seeking a safe path through the traffic. The girls didn't wait though, they pelted off down the street. They could hear the guys yelling and the car beeping as they fled. They burst into the hotel lobby giggling and panting, quickly making their way to the stairs, not wanting to be caught waiting for the lift, where they'd be found if the group of guys worked out where they'd gone. "That was so much fun!" Ella decreed, when they all flopped onto the king-sized bed in their shared room. "It was, actually," Jess agreed. "Maybe Becca will join in next time?" "Maybe," Becca replied, not committing to anything. "Oh come on Becca, promise me you'll join in and have some fun. I'll make it worth your while," Ella pleaded. "Oh really, and what might that entail?" "A yummy orgasm?" "Huh, you'll do that for me anyway!" Becca laughed. "Probably, but I could promise not to hold out on you?" "Yeah right, there's no way you could keep your hands off me if I pushed you," Becca argued. "Well maybe I'll just have some fun with Jess tonight, and you can see how strong my willpower is." "Fine by me, you two can have the king bed, and I'll take the single," Becca replied. "Just remember we have a final to play tomorrow, so don't use up all your energy!" Becca made a point of going to bed early and Ella made a point of ensuring that Jess had a very noisy orgasm, knowing that Becca would hear everything from the adjacent bed. Ella didn't want to be accused of letting the team down though, so even though she had her fun with Jess, the two girls still settled down to sleep at a reasonable hour, to ensure they'd be well enough rested for the final. The girls all woke early, excited and nervous about the big game ahead of them. Whether they won or lost it would be their last day in Sydney, so they had to pack their bags before the bus left to take them to the stadium. The girls were in good spirits, and the warm-up for the game went well. The first quarter was a disaster though, with nerves getting the better of a number of the players. They were four goals down at the first break, and in dire need of a turn-around. The performed better through the second quarter, but still slipped a further goal behind. During the third quarter everything started to come together for them, and they pulled back against the deficit to be only two goals behind, leading into the final quarter. It was a tense affair, and after Mandy pulled off an awesome intercept after they fumbled their own centre's pass, Alice shot a game-tying goal with only a minute to go. Unfortunately that made it the opposition's centre pass meaning they'd have to intercept even to have a chance at taking a shot to win. The ball was moved quickly into their opponents' offensive third, but Megan pulled off a brilliant intercept when they tried to pass to their shooter in the circle. A series of quick passes down court saw the ball fired into Ella in their own goal circle, though she was well outside her usual shooting range. With the final seconds ticking down, the crowd was screaming for her to shoot, desperate for her to get the ball in the net before time ran out. She looked for a quick pass to Alice, but she was too well defended. Ella put the ball up ready to shoot, paused long enough for her defender to lose her balance and her blocking hand to fade away, then she launched the shot. It hit the far side of the ring, bounced up, came back down on the near side of the ring, then seemed to balance indecisively on the edge for a moment, before rolling in through the ring and down through the net. "Time!" the timer called out and the umpire blew her whistle to end the game. The girls were ecstatic, jumping about, hugging and screaming over their win. The girls of the two junior teams, who'd been watching from the sidelines, joined in their celebration. When things had calmed down and the presentations were over, their coach informed them that rather than getting straight on the bus to go home, they'd be going on a boat tour around the harbour, something of a reward for their successful efforts. "Really? A harbour tour?" Jess moaned, as they gathered at the bus, waiting to drive into the city. "What's wrong with a harbour tour?" Becca asked. "Other than being trapped with nowhere to go, and no way even to get a drink, nothing at all!" Jess complained. "Don't worry, I've got the drinks covered," Ella whispered to them. "We'll make the best of it." The girls took a chance to grab sodas before they boarded the boat that would take them around the harbour, and then they set about finding an out of the way spot where the chaperones wouldn't be able to watch them too closely. They ended up near the starboard bow, where the tour boat opened up to something of a viewing deck. Ella took each of the girls' soda bottles, then slipped into the boat's bathroom, where she topped them all up with vodka. They were half an hour into the two-hour ride, and starting to feel the effects of the alcohol, when they spotted a cruise ship coming toward them, ready to pass under the harbour bridge. "Oh my God! Look at the size of that floating city! How many people are on it?" Ella asked. "Thousands, probably," Jess replied. "Well in that case, I don't care if it's Friday or not, it's time to get the tits out for a celebratory flash, girls!" "Hell yeah!" Jess laughed. "One in, all in!" Alice declared. Ella looked at Becca, knowing she was likely to be reluctant, and also the least likely to fall prey to peer pressure. But surprisingly, Becca answered with "You only live once," and a big grin. The girls quickly lined the side of the boat, with the girls on each end keeping an eye out for coaches and chaperones. As they started to come alongside the cruise ship, it was obvious there were hundreds of passengers standing at its railings and on balconies, enjoying their arrival into Sydney Harbour. "On the count of three girls," Alice called out. "One ... two ... three!" The line of nine girls grabbed their tops and bras and hauled them up to expose their breasts. They were a fair distance from the cruise ship and individuals weren't particularly easy to make out, but they were close enough to at least know there was a reaction. They held their tops up and waggled their chests, breasts jiggling and wiggling to varying degrees, relative to their size. After what seemed like a really long time, but was probably less than ten seconds, the girls packed themselves away, talking and laughing excitedly at the audacity of their brazen act. "God, that was fun," Ella gushed to Becca. "Makes me want to find another spot to flash a heap of people!" "Well maybe you should just be happy we got away with it," Becca suggested. "Probably. The worst thing is, what I could really use right now is an orgasm, and we're stuck on this freakin' boat for another hour!" "That's plenty of time,' Becca suggested. "if we can find somewhere quiet and out of the way, of course." "I haven't seen anywhere yet," Ella noted. "But hey, maybe a quick tour will turn something up." Ella and Becca excused themselves from the rest of the team, and went in search of a quiet spot where they could entertain each other. Unfortunately their search was both brief and unsuccessful, and by the time they finally disembarked from the boat, Ella was both frustrated and horny. There was little time between the boat and getting back on the bus, and the girls took the chance to stock up on more soda, so they could continue to drink the vodka on the return journey, knowing that they wouldn't be arriving back home until late in the night. "You know what night driving means, don't you?" Becca said to Ella, as they settled into their seats at the back of the bus. "What's that?" "It'll be too dark for anyone to see you flashing." "Gee, thanks for spoiling the fun," Ella sighed. "But it also means if they kill the lights inside the bus, it will be nice and dark. Maybe I can get you off while we travel," Becca suggested, her hand sliding over Ella's thigh and rubbing gently between her legs. "Now that might just make it all worthwhile," Ella replied happily. As the bus wound its way out of the congestion of Sydney, Ella took advantage of several moments in the slow-moving traffic to show off her tits to the motorists, as did some of her more enthusiastic teammates. There was a bit of discussion about it not being Friday, but Ella let her friends know that given the chance to be anonymous, she was going to seize it. She also told them she planned to set the Friday Flashers some challenges once they were back home. The day quickly transitioned to night and the bus's interior lights went out. The darkened atmosphere seemed to settle some of the excitement of the post-win celebrations, and Becca leaned into Ella, resting her head on her shoulder and her hand between her thighs. Ella's legs parted to accommodate her friend's hand, and Becca stroked her fingers against her crotch. "Kinda regretting the athletic tights at this point," Ella moaned, as she enjoyed her friend's attentions. "Then take them off," Becca stated simply. "Just hold a jumper over your lap. Ella grinned at her, and wiggled her tights and thong off her hips and down, but only to her ankles, rather than removing them completely. Becca's fingers danced over Ella's bald pussy lips, teasing before sliding between them and within. Ella slid her butt to the edge of the seat and spread her legs, her jumper covering her lap, as Becca had suggested. "God I wish you could eat me," Ella moaned. "Shhh, just enjoy it," Becca giggled into her ear, looking about to make sure they weren't being observed. They were in the pair of seats just in front of the back row, with Ella against the window. Becca brought a finger to Ella's clit and lightly stroked it back and forth, barely touching it. Ella squirmed, trying to get a firmer touch. "Tease," she complained in a whisper. "Yep," Becca replied. She did gradually increase the pressure though, holding her friend's labia apart with her index and ring fingers while her middle finger worked away at the hard little nub. With her free hand, she reached across her own body and gave Ella's tit a squeeze. "Fuck yes, Becca, like that," Ella moaned, her pleasure building by the second. Then she simply bit down on her bottom lip, whimpering occasionally as Becca took her closer and closer to the pinnacle of her pleasure. She gasped aloud when her orgasm hit, and clamped her thighs together, trapping Becca's hand, while her pussy pulsed and twitched in the aftermath. Becca managed to extract her hand and while Ella sorted out her clothing, she sucked quietly on her fingers, savouring the taste of her friend's pussy. "Tomorrow I'm definitely going to eat you out," Becca promised with a sigh. "Tomorrow I'm going to do all sorts of things to you!" Ella assured her friend. "And then on Friday, well, let's just say I have plans that might just cause a ruckus!" "Heaven forbid," Becca laughed. "Want to swap seats so I can get you off?" "Naah, I'll hang in there until tomorrow's nefarious plans." "Suit yourself," Ella said happily. They settled in for the rest of the drive then, sleeping off their evening of drinking and the excitement of their exploits. Ella made plans in her head until she fell asleep, making a mental list of the flashing challenges that would await the Friday Flashers.