A Return Home

"Well," Alex said, "That was certainly an interesting story time."

His shaft was erect through his pants, and it was obvious that he was turned on by what he had just heard. Clara, still kneeling on the ground, wondered if he would have them go further. She sort of hoped that he would. The idea of being fucked right here and right now lit a fire inside her. The park was so open, anyone could come and see it! She imagined it, feeling his weight on top of her. The spiking heat shooting through her body. The feeling of raising pleasure and the knowledge that at any point they could be found. Alex's cock pressing between the folds of her womanhood. Each thrust would make her back arch, and no matter how hard she tried to bite back the moans, they would issue from her throat.

Clara's face felt hot, but her pussy felt wet. She had to fight the urge to touch it, straiend against the need to run her fingers through it, feeling it respond to her thoughts and to her wants. She felt so exposed out here and so totally turned on as well. Her naked body tingled, desire crashed through her with each breath of air.

All Alex had to do was to say the word. Just say it.

But he didn't. Even though he clearly wanted to go further as well, his cock strained against his pants, and he looked like he'd love nothing more than to have it released, he refused to budge. Instead, he stood up from the wooden bench and gestured for Clara and Lilly do follow him once more.

"It's getting late," He said. "People will probably start to show up soon. We'd best get going if we don't want toi be seen."

Clara nodded, her feelings clashing inside of her. Right at the moment, she didn't care if she was seen. In fact, a subtle thought added, that might make it better! But she knew that was just her arousal talking. Once she'd cooled down, she'd probbaly be horrified that she had even considered such a thing even if the thought of it was rather hard to ignore.

Still, it was humiliating to be walked back with her pussy soaking like that. She could feel it staining the insides of her thighs, the moisture of her arousal. It felt shameful somehow to be marched naked back through the park. The thought made her lips curl upwards a little. Shameful, yes, but she was also enjoying it. Feeling the drift of cold air against her naked skin, the freedom of movement that came from walking without clothes at all. She didn't even feel the gentle hug of the waistband of her panties or the clasps of her bra. She was absolutely naked and if anyone saw her now, there would be no way to pretend that she was doing anything but what she was.

Clara wondered for a moment what would happen if they were found. She knew that Alex wasn't cruel enough to take chances like that, but sometimes even he could be unlucky. If someone saw the two of them - Lilly and Clara - naked like this, what would they do? What would they say? She imagined a stranger, someone she had never known before seeing her like this. It felt oddly arousing. How would they deal with it? Maybe Alex could talk their way out. Or Lilly could use her charisma. That was always an option. She was so confident that Clara felt like she could talk her way out of anything.

But if none of that worked, then maybe...just maybe... someone would have to make it worth the while of the stranger. Make it better for them not to say. Offer them something to keep them quiet.

Clara shivered, the fantasy running through her mind for a momemt before she intentionally **** it to the back. She knew though that she would reexamine it in time, and perhaps use it as the basus for one of the same sort of tales that had been told today.

They did get back to Alex's house without issue, but it was a close run thing and Alex was not the only one to breath a sigh of relief when the door finally closed behind their backs. The first thing Alex did was unlock the cuffs that still bound Lilly's hands behind her back. She flexed them, opening and closing her fingers to speed up the flow of blood. "That was an interesting idea," She said. "I'll give you that. Bit lighter than anything we've done before, but pretty good for a cool down day."

"That was the idea," Alex nodded. "We're not doing much more today, so the two of you can do what you want for now. Just don't leave the house and also remember that you're not allowed to wear any underwear. Have to keep to the rules, after all."

He grinned at them in a friendly way that made Clara's heart flutter. Lilly was already moving off towards the spare room to find some clothes, but Clara decided to stay naked for a little bit longer. She was enjoying the feeling, and also enjoying the way that Alex kept looking to her. His eyes lingered over her body, following the curve of her breasts and legs. She reflected that such would have made her quite nervous before, but now she felt strangely empowered by it. It was weird, and probably due to her own tastes and desires as much as anything else. It wasn't that Clara wanted to be reduced to an object, she didn't applaud sexism or treating women as anything other than people. Of course she didn't.

It was just that things like this turned her on. She liked to feel desired, and the way that Alex was looking at her certainly made her feel like that. it was a bit of an awkward fit, but didn't freedom also extend to the freedom to do what you wanted with people close to you? If someone she hadn't known had looked at her like that, she'd be unhappy. But with Alex, it was a different feeling. If Lilly had done it, Clara also probably wouldn't have objected.

Sexuality was a bit of a confusing mess when you got right down to it, she decided. The best thing you could really do was have the fun you wanted without hurting anyone else. With that in mind, she decided that it was okay to enjoy her boyfriend's attentions.

"You like what you see?" She said to Alex, the next time she caught him looking her way. His face coloured a little as if he'd been caught doing something, and that made her smirk. "Alex, I'm naked. Of course I expect you to look at me. We've done a lot more by now."

"I know that!" Alex defended himself, "But when we do things, we go out to do things, you know? I get into the mindset of it. I know what's expected of me. It's different when I am just sitting around in the house and there you are, naked."

"Well, you're not complaining," Clara said, coming up to his side. She moved slowly, giving him the best view of her body. Her heart beat a little faster. "Are you?"

"Certainly not," He managed with a straight face. "Before this week, I never thought I'd ever see you like this, you know?"

"What, you mean nude and totally wet down there?" Clara laughed, one of her hands fell towards her womanhood, rubbing her vulva as if to drive in the point. The friction felt good, sending shivers racing through her body. "I bet you hoped, though. Didn't you?"

"Well, I never really dared to go that far," Alex said with a smile. "I have fantasies, like we've said before. But never anything more solid. We were always jsut really good friends, and I was worried that if we went further, it might change things between us."

Clara nodded, for a moment her body was forgotten as she sat down on the floor. She crossed her legs, planting herself on the ground beside the chair Alex was sitting on. Her boyfriend gave her a strange look, but that was just how she was.

"Do you think anything has changed between us?" She asked him with a tilt of her head.

Alex frowned, the question was clearly not one he had anticipated.

"I suppose it has in a way," he admitted. "I don't feel the same way about you now as I did before. You were always my friend, but before we got...ah, closer, I guess I sort of treated you as this pure, perfect ideal, you know? It wasn't really intentional. It was just a result of how we grew up, I guess."

His face was flushing slightly as he admitted this.

"I always had a crush on you," He said. "Even when we were kids. So guess I sort of built you up in my mind as we grew up together. Making you this pure, innocent girl."

Clara laughed.

"Is that it? Am I pure and innocent?"

"Well, it is the way you act a lot of the time," Alex said. "When you're not planning something that is. Or when you are planning something, for that matter. In fact, the only times you're not playing the good girl are when you're laughing because one of your plots just came to fruition."

"Plots? I don't plot. Alex Curren, I'm offended. Plots are for witches and comic book villains. I steer. I see the way things are going and provide a gentle nudge to send them the way I want. Plotting indeed!"

"Well, you're certainly good at that," Alex laughed. "This whole thing was totally your idea. You must have known I had a crush on yoiu to offer me what you did, but I still can't believe I accepted it, or that it turned into this."

"Yeah, it's pretty wild," Clara admitted. "Looking back on it now, I don't really know what I expected. I mean, obviously, I wanted to have sex with you. Be dominated by you. I wanted to fulfil my fantasies and I guess I chose you to do it. I'm glad I did though. We were always so close, and I had fantasies of my own about you as well. I just never expected it to evolve into what it did, or have Lilly of all people join in."

Clara stoood up, brushing herself down more for show than need. Alex was watching her, his eyes were hungry. She enjoyed the feel of them on her body. The sway of her breasts and the turn of her hips seemed to energise him. The feeling of being wanted and desired in this way was strange and yet exhilerating. It was a weird sort of submission. She was being seen, using herself as a means to arouse someone else. An object. But at the same time, there was power in it. It was her actions that mattered, her power to turn him on. For someone like Clara who enjoyed both power and powerlessness at times, the feeling was intoxicating.

"I think you're right," She said as she moved closer to him. "Our relationship has changed a lot. How could it not have after everything we've done? We went from fantasising about one another to actually fucking. I've really felt you inside of me instead of just wondering what it would be like, you know? We've done things I would never ever do, even with a best friend." She paused, considered her words. "Well, one who wasn't Lilly obviously."

"Obviously," Alex said, managing to keep a straight face.

"But I do have one question for you, Alex." Clara said. The two of them were close now, she was standing just before his chair. Alex was watching her, his eyes were on her face now. His gaze met her own, not as a subordinite but as an equal.

"What is it?" He asked her.

Clara's lips curled into a smile, and she folded her legs, slowly dropped to her knees. Her hands circled the wasitband of his trousers and dipped below his pants. She could feel his skin against the tips of her fingers, tracing downwards towards his cock. It was already stirring. After everything that he had heard earlier, Alex must have been rather aroused.

"Do you still think I am so sweet and innocent?"

Her hand closed around his shaft, her fingers locked about it. His member felt warm and excited. Alex made a sound in the back of his throat. It sounded approving so she move her hand back and forth.

"Ah," Alex made a sound of pleasure, "Not even remotely. The Clara I'd first imagined would never have done half the things you've done. I think I enjoy this version of you more."

"I bet you do."

She leaned forward, their lips touched. Alex's fingers closed around her breasts and started to fondle her nipples. Clara's hand sped up, her touch making Alex's hips thrust forward in response. Before she even knew what she was really doing, she was pressing herself into him, kissing him more deeply. All of her arousal seemed to roar through her in that moment. Alex's hands were drawing her close. His mouth was trailing down the side of her throat. She hissed, his fingers tweaked her nipples. Drawing her deeper and deeper into the feeling of pleasaure and heat. She didn't know where Lilly was and right then, she didn't care. This moment was for the two of them alone.

Watching from the door to the corridor, Lilly shook her head. There was a smile on her lips. Gently, she nudged the door shut so as to give the two their privacy and then started to look for something to wear. She enjoyed being included in this little game, but she also knew that there were some things that were just about Clara and Alex. She didn't mind stepping aside when she needed to.

That was what a mentor was for, after all.