Playing Charades

Emily steeled herself, ready to get this round of charades over with. At least it would only be a couple minutes long. Or even shorter if she could get them to guess it quickly! Emily looked up at the four women in front of her, all of whom were staring right back at her. She gulped, nervously clutching the small towel to her chest, and began to mime.

Emily tried to mime a movie camera, but it was difficult while keeping one arm pressed to her breasts.

"Movie?" Melody guessed after a few moments of silence. Emily nodded and pointed at her. Correct.

Then she held two fingers up. Two words. One finger. First word. Emily made a T shape with her hands, the way she'd seen Melody do earlier. Although hers looked a lot less natural with one wrist glued to her chest.

"The," Vanessa said. Emily pointed and continued. Two fingers. Second word. Now was the tricky part. How best to mime the word "hunt?"

Emily tried to mime holding a rifle and shooting it. It still looked a little off, though, given her towel-holding restraint.

"Shooting? Gun?" Susan asked. Emily gave her a rolling hand gesture. Keep going.

"Sniper? Bullets?" Melody guessed.

"****!" Vanessa interjected.

Emily shook her head. They were getting farther off track. She glanced over to Sophie and pointed at her wrist, questioningly. Time?

Sophie, after a moment's pause, said, "Oh, right! I forgot to start the time. Silly me. Lucky you, Emily, you've got a full two minutes starting now!" Emily silently groaned. She just wanted the round to end so she could finally get dressed.

"Don't give up! Keep trying, Emily!" Melody cheered.

Emily did so, trying to mime firing a bow and arrow next. Again, she had mixed results with keeping one arm in place. Her nipples even slid out from the edge of the towel a few times, much to Emily's dismay.

"Archer! Bow! Arrow!" Susan began throwing out guesses rapidly. Emily shook her head again, trying to think of another option. Instead she just repeated her bow and arrow move, eliciting more wrong guesses from the girls and more nipple slips on her part. She glanced to Sophie again.

"90 seconds left," she said. What? It had felt like a full minute had gone by since Sophie had finally started the time! How had only 30 seconds passed?

"Maybe you should try actually using both hands," Sophie suggested.

"Oh good idea!" Melody chimed in, with the other women nodding in agreement. "We'll never guess it at this rate."

Emily tensed up. That would mean dropping the towel, her last scrap of decency. She couldn't do that! She shook her head vehemently.

Changing tactics, Emily tugged on her ear. Sounds like. Then she mimed dropping a ball and punting it. The motion sent her towel fluttering, briefly revealing her pussy to the room. Emily blushed and clamped the bottom of the towel back into place.

"Hmm... Could you do that one again?" Susan asked. "I think I've almost got it..."

Emily reluctantly repeated her punting gesture, although a bit less energetically than before. But even with a smaller kick, Emily's womanhood flashed into view. She repeated the movement, hoping one of the girls would get the clue.

"Kick? Ball? Football? Sports? Game?" The girls all began guessing. Emily shook her head with each one. She looked at Sophie again. Time had to be just about up by then.

"60 seconds," her friend said. How was time passing so slowly?! Emily chalked it up to an effect of her mind racing and carried on.

Next she tried to mime a baseball bunt, but got even worse results. Trying to mime a baseball swing one-handed didn't work very well, it turned out. Once again the girls encouraged Emily to use both hands, but she just couldn't bring herself to do it!

"30 seconds," Sophie said, after what felt like another full minute had passed. Emily wanted to give up, but the girls kept insisting that she stick with it, and she didn't want to let them down!

Emily could only think of one other word that rhymed with "hunt." Well, two other words, but there was no way she could mime that word! So, Emily began trying to mime "front." She gestured to the front of her body. Predictably, this didn't help much.

"Body? Towel? Beautiful? Gorgeous? Sexy?" the girls rattled off. Emily shook her head. That wasn't going to work. She did have one last idea, though, even if she really dreaded doing it.

Emily stuck her thumbs out and pointed them away from each other. Opposite. Then, very hesitantly, she slowly turned around to show the girls her back. She tried, with moderate success, to shift her towel to cover her ass as she rotated. Holding it with one hand, she only really managed to cover the middle of her ass, leaving plenty of round cheek visible on either side. But this left Emily baring her naked front to the wall, as well. The other four couldn't see her front, but they could clearly tell what Emily was doing. Then, she pointed at her bare back.

"Skin? Pale? Ass? Topless? Oh, naked?!" the girls guessed, causing a blushing Emily to shake her head furiously. She simply pointed at her back again. How were they not getting it? Emily just stood there, waiting for Sophie to call time.

"15 seconds left," she said instead. How?! Emily felt like she'd practically been up there for five full minutes already!

Frustrated, Emily turned back around, quickly shifting the towel to cover herself as she did so. But as she completed the turn, her foot caught on the edge of the carpet and Emily tripped. She toppled forward and her arms flew out to catch herself by reflex. The towel dropped to the floor and Emily landed headfirst, rolling briefly, before colliding with a nearby ottoman. Her legs and hips landed on top of it, with her shoulders coming to a rest on the floor. As a result, while Emily lay there dazed and naked, her pussy was perfectly presented to the three seated girls. The room was perfectly silent as they took in the glorious sight.

"Ohhhh... The Hunt!" Melody cried excitedly.