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Sundara - Part 1

Date: 9/11/2016, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: blin18, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

to push her. She really is the Queen of Hot and if she says she needs an occasion then it’s going to be worth the wait. “OK, this one is a bit of a cheat,” I began, “because you were actually trying to get out of your clothes, not stay in them.” “Oh God, not Spike again!” she cried quietly. Oh yes, Spike again. We went bikini shopping at the end of last summer and for reasons I don’t remember we were wearing one of her mystery man’s new inventions: a pair of radio linked vibrating vaginal plugs that we called Ike and Mike; when you switch one on, the other one switches on too providing it is in range. She tried on a skimpy string bikini and – this still makes me laugh - all four knots got stuck! We got Spike the cute shop assistant (yes, that was his real name) to undo Belinda’s bikini and while they were alone in the changing room, I triggered the plugs to buzz her to a secret orgasm while Spike was sitting with his face barely a foot from her pussy trying to undo the last knot. “Yes, Spike again,” I said. “You were so hot in that tiny bikini with Spike trying to undress you without staring at your rack, and then at the end you were trying to hold up the halter he had already undone without flashing him or letting him know you were coming. In fact, I’m promoting that one to Number One because he was a sexy stranger and it was in public.” “Alright,” she sighed. “I’m not going to argue with you because I don’t want to talk about it anymore. I’m not as big of an ... exhibitionist as you seem to think.” “Your turn then,” I said. “Number Five?” “OK, you might not agree with this one,” she said tentatively. “Try me,” I was smiling; despite her reluctant introduction, she does tend to save the best until last. “It might just be me, but …,” she paused, “shoe shopping. You know when …” “Oh. My. God! Yes! Shoe shopping!” I was instantly hot again. Belinda had stumbled upon a little fetish of mine that I hadn’t shared with her. “You didn’t let me finish,” she complained. “You don’t need to,” I said. “Everything about shoe shopping gets me wet. The kneeling, the feeling, parading up and down with the clerk watching your ass instead of the shoes, the straps, the buckles, the laces … hell, just everything!” “Are you serious?” she asked. “How did I not know this?” “It was embarrassing,” I admitted. “I wasn’t brave enough to tell until you said it.” “It sounds like you like it a lot more than me,” she giggled. “The bit I like is when the guy …” “The hot guy?” I interrupted. “Sure, when the hot guy is …” “Kneeling in front of you!” I blurted. “Yeah, kneeling in front of you; and you wonder…” “Whether he’s trying to look up your dress!” I finished for her. “Um, actually, I was going to say, you wonder whether he’s thinking about going down on you,” she said. “You’re a bit of an exhibitionist, aren’t you?” “Maybe a bit,” I admitted. I wanted to share my fantasy with her, but I was still afraid that it was weird. “If I tell you something, promise you won’t judge?” ...