The Perfect Match
Copyright© 2025 by Vanessa Evans
Chapter 7
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 7 - Sara is a natural, subservient exhibitionist and I am a voyeur who loves candualism.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Spanking Exhibitionism Sex Toys Public Sex Small Breasts Nudism
We went back to that beach most days and Sara quickly got into the habit of not even taking a dress to put in the lock box, hoping that we’d be able to park the ATV outside the hotel when we got back. There was only one day that we couldn’t, and we had to park it about 100 metres down the street and walk to the hotel. Sara got extra horny walking down that street in amongst the tourists and a few locals, and we didn’t make it to the shower before she jumped up on me and told me to fuck her.
Some days, Sara took her phone and her selfie stick and videoed herself on the back of the ATV as we slowly drove around the town, and as we walked from the ATV, through the car park then trees and onto the beach, all whilst she was naked.
Other times, Sara asked me to video her masturbating when we were on one of those little sandy areas. She did this quite a few times and I quickly realised that she picked times when people were walking up on the rocks.
I watched the people walking and gave Sara the code word whenever someone stopped and stared at her.
One time, 2 girls were walking along and they stopped to watch her. Sara was rubbing like I don’t know what, and when she peaked we both watched the 2 girls climb down onto the sandy area and spread their towels quite close to us.
They proceeded to get naked, and quickly started making out. Sara and I watched as they performed a 69 before collapsing and resting, spread eagle, letting Sara and I have a good view of their pussies.
Once recovered, presumably, they packed their things and left, without putting any clothes on.
“That was different.” Sara said when they were out of earshot, “did you enjoy the show lover?”
“Yes,” I replied, “but not as much as when I watched you earlier.”
It was a truthful answer because both of the girls had much bigger tits and lots of lower lips, 2 things that I am not that keen on.
Another time when we were on one of the little sandy beaches, Sara asked me to go and get her a cold bottle of cola. Happy to please her, I put my shorts on, climbed up onto the path and headed to the beach bar.
When I got back and started to climb down, I saw that there was a naked man knelt at Sara’s feet between her very widely spread legs. She was up on her elbows and they appeared to be talking.
Being the curious type, and neither of them having seen me, I backed up and worked myself round to the place where I could get the best view of them, and watched.
I couldn’t hear what was being said but they were both looking cheerful. The man was slowly wanking and Sara was toying with her clit.
“Interesting.” I thought as I continued to watch.
After a couple of minutes, Sara’s toying turned into full blown masturbation, right in front of that stranger who was wanking.
I kept watching as Sara’s body jerked and shook. Then the guy reached forwards, his finger going inside Sara who jerked a little then started shaking again.
A couple of minutes later the guy backed off, got to his feet and walked off. I came out from my hiding place and went to Sara. Giving her the now not so cold can of cola, I said,
“Enjoy that did you?”
“Hell yes, you saw it did you?”
“Yes I did, get that drink inside you then we are going into the water and I’m going to put something in your other end.”
We had another underwater fuck.
We did explore a few other beaches, but none were as good as the first one, and we never stopped at any others for more that a few minutes.
The Bars.
We spent most nights at one or more of the bars. Sometimes just the 2 of us, other times with people that we had met, and the other times on the bar crawls that were organised by the holiday rep.
When we went out on our own, we often just wandered around, exploring and letting Sara be seen, her wearing very see-through clothes.
We found a number of bars there that had a dance area, some with a little stage, and some nights they had competitions. The competitions that attracted Sara was the Wet T-shirt ones and whenever we saw one that night, Sara entered it.
Sara actually won one of them, but she always ended up totally naked on the stage, on her spread knees and bringing herself off. We both really enjoyed the cheering from the audiences and Sara never got dressed again until we were out on the street.
The sex when we got back to the hotel after the Wet T-shirt competitions was always more intense and always with 69s
The bar crawls were fun as well. Sara always had a handful of guys hanging around her looking through the clothes that she was wearing.
On one of the crawls shortly after the 2 suspected lesbians arrived, they were there as well, and they hung around near Sara and I at all the bars.
They were complementing Sara on her outfit and saying how brave she was to be wearing see-through clothes with nothing underneath. As the night wore on they started complimenting Sara on her jewellery and they both reached for her tits and gently pulled on the barbells that, along with her nipples, had escaped through holes in the net top.
Sara thrust her hips forward and pulled the front of her dress up saying,
“Have you seen my hood piercing, I’ve got an attachment that bounces on my clit as I walk, it gets me so horny.”
By then I was starting to feel like a spare part, but I just stood back and watched and listened, knowing that Sara was having fun.
“I see that your clit is bigger than most Sara.” Esme said. “Is it on display all the time?”
“Just about, Dylan loves chewing on it and I quite like it when he does that.”
“I bet that he does,” Ella said, “Esme is great at chewing clits as well aren’t you sweetie, I bet that she could get you off faster than Dylan can.”
“Is that a bet or a challenge Ella.” Sara replied.
“Well it wasn’t, but, what the hell, Esme dearest, I’ve just entered you into a competition. Dylan, I’m assuming that you are up for this as well?”
“Err, yes, why not, I’m assuming that you two will be just as naked as Sara will be when this challenge takes place. We can do it in our room later tonight if you like.”
“You’re on.” Ella replied.
On the walk to the next bar I asked Sara if she was okay with the upcoming competition.
“Yes, of course I am, I’m always up for something new.”
Sara giggled a little then continued,
“I was about to say that I would be okay with you fucking Esme or Ella, or both of them, then I remembered that they’re gay. Sorry lover, but they probably aren’t interested in that amazing weapon of yours.”
“I’ll get my pleasure from watching you get your pussy eaten Sara.”
Sara squeezed my arm to her chest as we continued walking.
After the fourth bar, the holiday rep said that we were all going to a club. She gave the name of a club just in case anyone got lost, and told us to mention her name to the doorman.
Sara and I had seen the outside of that club and weren’t very impressed and I guess that Esme and Ella weren’t as well because Ella said,
“We were thinking of heading back to the hotel guys, what do you think?”
Sara and I answered Ella by turning around and heading in the direction of the hotel.
The 2 girls quickly caught up with us, and somehow they split Sara from me and they walked either side of Sara, talking, with me behind the 3 of them.
In a way I didn’t mind because it gave me the opportunity to stare at Sara’s butt through her see-through skirt, and stare at Esme’s and Ella’s butts. They were nearly as cute as Sara’s.
In our room I secretly set my phone to video record then turned back to see that Sara was already naked and Ella was taking Esme’s clothes off. Not that there was much to take off, a tank top, a skirt and a thong.
I hadn’t seen either Esme or Ella fully naked before, just topless on the balcony, and I was pleased that the room lights were good and a good amount of light was coming in from outside.
I was stood at the foot of the bed and I watched Esme climb on the bed between Sara’s spread legs. When Esme bent forwards to start eating Sara, her bald, bare butt and pussy where right in front of me.
Sara gasped as Esme’s mouth made contact and Ella asked,
“Esme’s got a real cute butt and pussy hasn’t she Dylan?”
“She sure has.” I replied, but thought that Esme had way too much inner labia for me, I much prefer Sara’s lack of inner lips.
Sara must have been getting all aroused at the thought of another girl eating her pussy because it only took a couple of minutes for her to announce that she was cumming, but Esme kept eating and brought Sara to a second orgasm.
Then Esme straightened up, sitting on her heels, and said,
“My gawd Ella, that was tasty, you should try it.”
“Do you mind Dylan?” Ella asked.
“Of course not, but you have to get naked like Esme did.”
Well Ella didn’t need any pressure and she was quickly naked and taking Esme’s place. I noted that Ella also had lots of lower lips.
I watched Sara’s face and it was very obvious that she was enjoying what Ella was doing to her.
Sara was taking longer to cum this time, and as Esme and I stood watching, Esme said,
“I bet that you are getting blue balls aren’t you Dylan?”
“I am.”
“Ella,” Esme said, “I’m just going to take care of Dylan’s blue balls.”
I doubted that Ella could hear her as I said,
“Won’t Ella me upset with you Esme, I am a man.”
“No, we may prefer each other but we also like a good cock every so often. Sara won’t mind if I give you a BJ will she?”
“No, she wouldn’t even mind if I fucked the pair of you.”
“In that case, get those shorts off, I’m going to ride you until I cum.”
I was laying alongside Sara as Esme mounted me and started the mattress bouncing up and down. With my hand that was nearest to Sara, I started groping around until I found Sara’s hand and we gripped each other’s hand until, first Sara orgasmed again, then I did.
Esme orgasmed quite quickly as well, then Ella sat up, looked at what Esme and I were doing, and said,
“I just knew that you’d fuck him Esme, you’re such a slut. Get off him and suck him until he gets hard again, then I’m going to ride him. Oh, Sara, sweet pussy Sara, we haven’t timed Dylan sucking that clit of yours, why don’t you straddle his head so that you can get your clit in his mouth and we can time him?”
Wow, Sara wasn’t the only one experiencing some firsts that night. Me with 2 girls at once was definitely a first for me.
Esme watched as Sara and Ella took care of me, and themselves, before collapsing on the bed.
After a few minutes of silence, Sara asked,
“So which one of you made me cum the fastest?”
“Don’t know, don’t care.” Ella said, my stopwatch is still running from when Esme went down on you. Your pussy tastes very nice Sara, you could make a lot money from that.”
“Thanks, but I want to finish university first, then I might be looking for a second job.”
I looked at Sara who winked at me.
“So guys,” Ella said, “that was fun, anyone fancy a repeat another night?”
Sara suddenly had a big grin on her face so I said,
“That sounds good to me, how about the day after tomorrow?”
“Works for me and Esme, it’s the day before we go home so it will be our last good memory here.”
Ella and Esme picked up their clothes and carried them out onto the corridor and into their room as I asked,
“Are we all good Sara?”
“Not quite lover, you haven’t put the cock of your inside my pussy for about 6 hours, and that’s way too long.”
I remedied that problem quite quickly.
We did repeat that experience a couple of days later, but it was slightly different in that Esme and Ella brought their magic wands with them and at one point, all 3 of them using their wands on themselves and the other 3 girls.
It wasn’t just a girls night, all 3 of them took it in turns to fuck me, and ride my face until I made them cum.
All in all, it was a very pleasurable evening and I’m pretty sure that Esme and Ella enjoyed it as much as Sara and I did.
Oh, I managed to secretly video record all of that encounter as well.
The Clubs.
During one of her conversations with our girl neighbours, Sara had learnt about a really cool Club Wear shop, the girl saying that they sold outfits that she wouldn’t dare wear outside of a club. Of course this was like a red rag to a bull for Sara and she just had to go there to see this shop for herself.
We used the ATV the next day to get over there. As was often the case, Sara left the hotel totally naked, apart from her sunglasses, and sat behind me all the way, but with a sundress in her bag in the bike’s lock box so that she could put it on in an emergency and when we got off the bike in a shopping area.
The Club Wear shop was easy to find and I parked-up, Sara put her dress on, and we went in.
Well, Sara was like a little kid in a candy shop, see-through clothes or VERY scanty tops and skirts of every design you could think of, and a lot more.
Sara selected a few that she wanted to try on and she took them to the changing cubicle that was just an ‘L’ shaped curtain in one corner.
“Leaving the curtain far from closed, Sara got naked and started trying on the clothes that to me were a waste of time and money because they hid nothing. When I said to Sara that she may as well not bother with the dress and just go naked, her reply was,
“And I’m sure that I’ll be doing just that sometimes Dylan, but you have to admit that some of them look really cool, and besides, I can wear them when we are out and about on an evening and at the parties back at university.”
Of course Sara was right and I stood back and watched the mini fashion show.
Every outfit that Sara tried on was either so brief that her slit wasn’t covered or most of her tits were exposed, or very see-through.
The sales person in the shop was a thirty something guy and after few minutes of Sara trying on the clothes, he came over to her and asked if he could help with anything.
As soon as he walked over, I got my phone out and set it to video record then put it in my shirt pocket so that the camera lens was pointing straight ahead of me. I left it recording right until we left the shop.
Sara was just taking a very see-through dress off, and with the curtain being far from closed, the guy could see all of her naked body.
Sara turned to the guy, handed him the dress and asked him if he had the dress in a size smaller. As the guy went to look, Sara winked at me and pointed to my phone. I nodded to let her know that it was recording.
When the guy got back Sara tried on the smaller dress, then the rest of the selected clothes, all the time talking to the guy asking him question about the clubs around there, did the girl really wear clothes like he sold, and what he thought about how she looked in each item that she tried on. All this with her displaying her naked body to him, even tweaking her nipples a few times.
I noted that 2 of the dresses were long ones, but made of some sort of net fabric. The millions of holes being around 1 centimetre in diameter. When she tried them on her nipples went through the holes, and on each dress she tweaked them, as the guy watched, saying,
“Yes, every girl has that problem if she doesn’t wear a bra under it.”
“I would call that more of a feature rather than a problem.” Sara replied.
Selected clothes tried on, and 4 kept to one side to purchase, Sara said,
“Just going to get some other outfits that I saw.”
With that the still naked Sara walked down the shop to where there were what I would describe as bondage gear. Selecting 3 whatever they were items, Sara brought them back to the changing cubicle and selected one.
To me it just looked like a number of thin leather straps joined together haphazardly. I didn’t know if Sara knew how it fitted, but she asked the guy if he could help her. I hoped that Sara enjoyed the guy getting up close and personal with her just as much as I did. A couple of times he even manhandled her tits to get them through gaps in what looked to me like a harness. He also pulled straps up her legs, manoeuvring them to the top of her thighs. I saw Sara gasp at one point and I was sure that he had touched her pussy.
That was repeated for the other 2 items, and I have to say that she looked good in all 3. When I told her so, she looked down at my shorts, smiled and said,
“So I see Dylan.”
Sara selected 1 of the 3 to purchase and I just knew that it would get worn a lot more times than when we went to a club.
The still naked Sara turned to the sales guy and said,
“We’ll take these, but can I wear one of the dresses when we leave?”
Giving me the sundress that she had worn when we entered, Sara and I followed the guy to the sales desk and when he’d rung them all into the till, Sara took one of the net dresses and slipped it on.
When we were out on the street I could see everything through the holes in the dress, and when I told her to keep walking while I held back. I saw that around a distance of 6 or 7 metres, Sara looked like she didn’t have the dress on.
When I caught up with her, and told her, Sara linked her arm with mind and just said,
“Good.”
Well that was the Club Wear shop, now the clubs.
We’d been told that the local clubs weren’t up to much so we bought tickets to 2 big ones that involved a bus ride to get there. Both of them were around 45 minutes away and out in the countryside somewhere.
To the first one, Sara wore just heels, a net dress that hid nothing, her jewellery, including chain joining her nipples and her clit basher.
We had to walk through the main part of the town to get to the pick-up point and there were plenty of street lights and Sara got quite a few double takes.
At the bus stop we saw the other people waiting for the bus and I was pleased that Sara’s outfit was the most revealing one there. Okay, some of the other girls were wearing see-through clothes but with a thong or G-string under them.
Personally, I thought that the 2 guys waiting who were wearing crazy outfits looked stupid, but that was their choice, and if they were happy, then I was happy for them.
Of course, nearly all the guys waiting had a good look at Sara and she got some nice comments, even from the girls, a couple of whom said that she was brave.
When we got there we saw that the building was huge and there was dozens of coaches all parked up. The music was loud, even outside, and I looked at the bottom of the building to see if it was shaking.
Inside there was a huge dance area and there was already hundreds, if not thousands of people dancing, most of the girls wearing skimpy outfits, some of which I remembered from the club wear shop. I also saw a few topless girls who ignored their state of dress.
Round the sides of the big room was a mezzanine with more people dancing on it. I could see 4 cages hanging from the roof, each with a girl dancing in it, and lights, spotlights of every colour that you can imagine, all moving all over the building.
We quickly moved to the dance floor and found enough space for us. The music was good and Sara quickly got into the mood.
Twice in the next hour or so, a guy came up to us and offered us some pills, but each time we just shook our heads, no.
In spite of how little Sara was wearing, I could see the sweat sheen on her body through the net of the dress, and my shirt may as well have had a hosepipe squirted at it.
I took Sara’s hand and led her to the end of the building where we found a door to the outside and going through it we saw a swimming pool with lots of fancy chairs around it.
“Just what I need.” Sara said as she kicked her heels off, pulled her dress up and off, and jumped into the pool totally naked.
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