Carla The Showoff
Copyright© 2007 by Tony Reeno
Chapter 9
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 9 - Tony tells us what it was like living the exhibitionist lifestyle with Carla.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Safe Sex Oral Sex Anal Sex Masturbation Exhibitionism Voyeurism School
One of the things I discovered before too much time passed was that this particular pizza-boy flashing incident was much bolder than the first one Carla and I engaged in together.
Shortly after I got home on the night of the "pizza flashing" incident with Cheryl, Carla said she was going to crash early. I could tell she was pretty bombed, so I told Cheryl that I was going to go tuck her in (more like tuck into her). As soon as we got to our bedroom, Carla and I attacked each other. She stripped my shorts and T-shirt off in lightning speed and we both fell nude on the bed. Pretty soon I had her on all fours and was slamming into her from behind. I worked her body and coaxed her to tell me what I'd missed earlier in the evening.
"Tell me," Sexy," I said, my voicing shaking with my thrusts. "What did you do? Tell me!"
Carla only giggled between moans and groans and I caught a glimpse of her smile-sneer in the dresser mirror. It didn't take us long to explode. We rode twin orgasms fueled by her flashing. The high was amazing - hers because she did it, mine because I knew that she had done something wild and brazen, even if I didn't know the specifics.
Carla fell into a dazed slumber. I got up and freshened up a bit, then slipped my shorts back on and went back to the living room. Cheryl was watching TV. She was spending the night and seemed quite comfortable. She was in a hot pink oversized T-shirt that rode down to almost mid-thigh. She hugged a pillow close and had her legs curled beneath her. I caught a glimpse of her pretty feet sticking out from the side of her shirt. Then Cheryl looked over and smiled at me. Her brown-gold hair looked darker in the dim light and she looked like a mischievous little girl more than a teenager. I sat near her and returned her smile and asked me to give me details about Carla's antics earlier in the evening.
Cheryl said that Carla had been drinking since early afternoon. By the time they'd decided to order a pizza a couple of hours ago, Carla said she was tired of rehearsing for their upcoming play, so she put on some rock music and made Cheryl dance with her. As the time for the pizza delivery drew closer, Cheryl followed my stark naked girlfriend into the kitchen and asked her if she was going to put on her T-shirt (Carla's usual stand-by item of clothing).
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