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Baby Steps

Copyright© 2022 by Vanessa Evans

Chapter 3

Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 3 - I used to be so shy but not any more and I love the way I am now.

Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Consensual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Exhibitionism   Masturbation   Public Sex  

Skipping forward three months, I have now fully moved in with Ethan and given up my apartment. I was glad that I had left one of my old dresses un-shortened because one weekend Ethan and I drove to my parent’s house to say hello, give them my apartment deposit back and to introduce Ethan, who played the perfect catholic choir boy and kept his hands off me all weekend. He even slept in the spare bedroom and talked with my parents about him being unhappy that he wasn’t able to visit my parent’s church because we had to set off back early on the Sunday morning.

As we finally drove away I told Ethan that I was never going back there ever again and that he needed to find somewhere where we could stop so that he could fuck me. He pulled into a service are and we walked through the lorry parking area then through a gap in a hedge to a grassy field where we fucked.

A couple of the lorry drivers must have seen us going through the hedge and guessed what we were going to do because when I rolled on top of Ethan and started riding him cowgirl style I saw the two men watching us and it made me want to ride Ethan for as long as I could. Fortunately Ethan had already cum once and I had sucked him back to life and he was able to stay hard as I rode him through my second and third orgasms.

Of course I’d told Ethan that we had an audience and he asked me if I was okay with them watching and when I said that I was he seemed to get a bit harder and was thrusting up to meet me as I went down on him.

When we were finally spent I rolled off him and just lay there on the grass with my legs spread wide and his cum slowly draining out of me. I heard the two men clapping their hands so I gave them the thumbs-up sign and presumably they left because I didn’t see them again.

As we continued our journey Ethan asked me what my feelings were when the two lorry drivers were watching us have sex. I told him that I’d surprised myself by actually enjoying it, that it had made me want to fuck him harder.

“So how would you feel about deliberately getting fucked with other people watching us Claire?”

“Hmm, accidents are one thing but ... yes, I think that I’d like that. Why, what are you planning?

“Nothing, absolutely nothing Claire, it was just a silly idea.”

“It wasn’t silly Ethan, we need to talk about these things.”

“Yes we do.” Ethan replied.

“Do you think that the other girls at work have sex in public Ethan?

“I have no idea. On the odd occasion I’ve heard them talking and I wouldn’t rule it out.”

“I think that I’d like to try it sometime.” I replied.

On the subject of the other girls at work they have started talking to me a lot more and they’ve even asked me to join them when they go out on a Friday evening. I went with them a few Fridays ago and it didn’t go as well as I had hoped.

The problem started with, and was totally caused by, my total inexperience at drinking alcohol. I’d told them that I don’t drink alcohol and at first I only had soft drinks, but as the evening went on I started to feel a little strange and when I asked what was in my last drink the girl who bought them said,

“Just a little something to get you in the mood Claire.” was the reply I got.

In the mood for what, I didn’t know but I moved on and continued drinking. The strange feeling got worse and I realised that I was slurring my words. My newish friends had got me drunk, but I was happy.

I can’t remember what happened later on in the evening but next morning Ethan told me that I was naked when he came to pick me up at closing time. When both he and I asked the girls how I ended up naked all they would tell either of us was that I’d had a good time and that it was good to see me enjoying myself.

Ethan was amused by it all and after I’d recovered from my first ever hangover, and I still couldn’t remember what I’d got up to, I had to accept what the girls said, that I’d enjoyed myself.

Another girls event that I got invited to, and went, was a sex toys party. Before the party I’d never had a sex toy and Ethan and I have such and active sex life that we don’t need them so I agreed to go for more of an education than to get any. The part started without any toys, just talking, eating the snacks and drinking wine. I didn’t get drunk and I managed to stop drinking once I realised that I was starting to go that way but I was happy and when the toys started to appear and the host, Lucy, asked for someone to demonstrate those toys, I easily got talked into volunteering.

They soon talked me into getting naked and talked me into putting all sorts of toys inside me and the vibrating variety caused me to have a few orgasms. It was an all girls party, mainly the girls from work and I remember them telling me that I was great sport for volunteering.

The sex toy party isn’t the only party that the girls have invited me to. It would appear that the girls have a party at different girl’s houses about once per fortnight and they’d started asking Ethan and I to go to them. I was thrilled to be included as it made me feel that I was really becoming one the girls.

When we got to the first party it was all a bit new to me. I suppose that it was a bit like the sex toys party to start with, people standing around talking in groups and drinking. Ethan told me that most parties start that way.

After a while some music was put on and a couple of girls started dancing and Ethan suggested that I join them. Back at college one of the few pleasure that girls had was to dance in the communal rooms to music from a radio and I’d always enjoyed that unapproved activity, so I went and joined the dancing girls in the middle of the room.

I’d been dancing for a few minutes when I noticed that the number of men sitting on the floor around the edge of the room had increased. There was a few girls but it was mainly the partners of the girls at work. Apart from shoes, I was only wearing a little black dress that Ethan had bought me, and like all the skirts and dresses that Ethan buys me it is very short, in fact I cant bend over in it without showing some of my bare butt.

It took me a few seconds to realise that the people sat on the floor would probably be able to see part of my butt and pussy. I looked at the other girls dancing and saw that I wasn’t the only girl wearing and ultra short dress. I also realised that my pussy had started to tingle a bit and was getting quite damp.

“So pussy, you like men looking at you?” I thought and decided to try to let the men, and maybe the girls, get a good look.

I danced to the edge of the dance area and made sure that either my back or my front was facing the men. After I’d seen the nearest man looking up at me for a minute or so I’d move a bit round the room so that another man got a good look.

When I got round to where Ethan was standing talking to a couple of guys I went over to him and kissed him.

“You’re a bit drunk.” Ethan said.

“I’m enjoying myself.” I said.

“Stay there.” Ethan said, “I’ll get you a drink.”

He went off and I looked around and saw that I was stood next to a man who was sat on the floor, and he was looking at at me, well up my skirt. I giggled then turned so that I was square on to him and spread my feet a bit so that he could see all of my pussy that was starting to tingle some more.

It was a couple of minutes before Ethan got back and I could see the man looking at my pussy all the time.

When Ethan did get back I downed the drink in one go and then asked him what it was.

“Cola, on it’s own.”

“Oh, I guess that I don’t want a hangover.”

“No, but that doesn’t mean that you can’t enjoy yourself Claire, go and have some fun.”

I giggled a bit then turned to go and dance again. Just as I was about to step over the legs that were near my feet I felt Ethan’s hand on my back between my shoulder blades, not a problem but I also felt the zip at the back of the dress being pulled down a bit. My first reaction was to pull away, and I did but as I started dancing I started thinking,

“Was Ethan letting me know that I should take my dress off? No, he always leaves that decision to me. Maybe he was just getting me to think about it? That’s more feasible. Well I did enjoy those lorry drivers watching me ride Ethan in the field at the service area, maybe I should take my dress off. No, that would make me look too slutish, but if someone else were to unzip me and my dress were to fall off that wouldn’t be so bad would it?”

As I kept dancing and moving around the edge of the room I bumped into Lucy who had hosted the sex top party. We smiled at each other and we danced facing each other for a minute or so before she reached over and spoke into my ear,

“I know that you enjoyed being naked at my party and we’ve all seen your pussy at work so you should get naked here too.”

I stopped and looked at Lucy and my jaw dropped.

“No.” I said but it was too late, Lucy had reached round and pulled the dress zip right down. I just stood there as my dress descended to the floor leaving me naked from my feet up.

I heard some cheering above the music and Lucy took my hands and started dancing. I shrugged my shoulders and started dancing again, stepping out of the pool of my dress and kicked it to the side of the room.

I looked at Lucy and saw a big smile so I smiled back and kept dancing.

As I danced I looked around the room and saw all the men who were looking at me. My hair wasn’t tied up so it was floating all over the place, including over my little tits at times. I kept pulling it back over my back and realised that I was doing that so that the men could better see my tits, what’s more I was really enjoying all the men seeing me naked.

For a couple of seconds I thought back to when I first moved to that city and how different I was now, how much happier I am now. I actually laughed as I thought what my mother would think if she saw me right then.

Back in the real world I looked around and saw that some men had also started dancing and I saw one man dancing so close to a girl that I assumed that they arrived together, then I got a surprise as the man slowly lifted the girl’s top up, her hands going up in the air for him to take it right off. I didn’t get a good look, and I didn’t really want to, but I saw that her tits were much bigger than mine and they were really bouncing about as she danced.

“I’m glad that mine as small.” I thought and looked down to see that mine were hardly even wobbling.

Eventually Ethan came and started dancing with me. The grin on his face told me that he was happy and not mad with me. After a while he danced behind me then put his arms round me. Our dancing slowed to more of swaying to the music as I leant back on him and his hands moved up to my tits and started playing with them.

I was facing the side of the room and there were two couples watching me. I closed my eyes as I enjoyed the feeling, then after a minute or so Ethan’s right hand slid down my front to my pussy. I moaned as his hand cupped my pussy for a few seconds then started to explore. Moving my feet apart to give him better access I felt his fingers go from my clit to my hole and back again over and over.

This had the inevitable effect and I started to cum, my body shaking with the odd jerk just to make sure that I knew what was happening.

When I opened my eyes I saw that the two couples had increased to a whole group, all trying to get a better look at what Ethan was doing to me. I just lay my head back on Ethan’s shoulder and luxuriated in the satisfied feelings that I had.

But Ethan wasn’t done, he eased me backwards, turning me as we went. My eyes were still closed but I just knew that he had turned me to face the main part of the room with lots of people there. I opened my eyes for a couple of seconds and confirmed that I now had a lot more people watching me. My eyes may only have been open for a couple of seconds but I registered the topless girl and two other girls, one as naked as me and another wearing just a thong or a G-string, what’s more they had more hands on their bodies than the body owned.

I closed my eyes again and enjoyed Ethan’s fingers on his right hand playing with my pussy and those of his left hand playing with my tits.

If I thought that those lorry drivers watching me was exhilarating then this was pure heaven. We just swayed to the music as Ethan brought me to another orgasm

A bit later, when Ethan’s fingers had decided that they shouldn’t, or couldn’t bring me to a third orgasm, the tempo of the music changed and I stopped leaning on Ethan and started properly dancing but still holding one of Ethan’s hands.

I looked around and saw that two girls were getting the same treatment as Ethan had just given me. After a while it struck me that I must have given Ethan a dose of blue balls so I took his hand and led him out through the kitchen and round the back of the garage. There I asked him,

“Blowjob or a fuck?”

He chose the latter so I leant towards the garage, put my hands on it and waggled my butt. Within seconds he was ramming his cock into my pussy making me cum quite quickly. He didn’t stop and I could just feel the start of a fourth orgasm building when I felt him tense then start pumping his seed deep inside me.

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