getting naked together while watching four people switch partners (Maya and Sydney's perspective)

[NOTE: This chapter happens in parallel with perspectives from Abbie, Jake, Kei, and Aguri.]

Sydney felt warm all over, almost unaware that Maya had nearly stripped her naked. The sun peeked through a space between trees and cascaded a spread of rays across Sydney's mostly bared torso. Her bra straps were off her shoulders, the bra itself loose around her breasts from Maya fondling Sydney during her story.

Maya touched Sydney's shoulder lightly, hoping that it would be enough to suggest that she turn around, and it was. Slowly, and a little drunkenly, Sydney took a few steps to turn a one-eighty and face Maya.

"Somehow, I feel more naked than when I was on the balcony," Sydney said with a smile. "You got any stories to share so we can even the playing field?"

Maya grinned and cocked her head to the side. "I do not. But we can even the field anyway." She reached her hands forward and ran her fingers through the side of Sydney's blonde hair, her fingertips lightly massaging Sydney's scalp.

Aroused by Maya's touch (and not a little bit drunk from the champagne and the sunshine), Sydney struggled a bit to retain focus. Still, she put her hands on Maya's chest again, this time fiddling with the buttons just beneath the neckline.

Maya pulled Sydney a bit closer, their faces coming within an inch of each other. Sydney continued to try and solve the now unseen buttons, but Maya was more focused on making a different kind of progress. Her hands moved from Sydney's hair to her ears, then her cheeks, all the while inching closer and closer herself. Instinctively, each woman tilted her head slightly to their own left, as if they had rehearsed what was about to become their first kiss together.

Rehearsal or not (and there hadn't been, of course), they gracefully brought their lips together, softly and tenderly, a kiss of two people not aggressively trying to hook up at a party (which they were, in fact), but of two people who had longed to feel a connection and had been denied. They both kept their lips soft, their tongues just barely taking part, tasting champagne on each other, and breathing in the scent of the woods.

"Sweet fuck, what are these buttons?" said Sydney, breaking the kiss. "Why don't they fucking work?"

Maya laughed. "They're decorative. They don't do anything." She stepped back to give Sydney another look at the dress.

"Well it's like a fucking chastity gown or some shit." Sydney had gotten more brazen with her vocabulary and energy now that their individual boundaries had been broken.

Maya laughed again. "Quiet, you're making me laugh! The people down there will hear us and ... I don't know, probably keep fucking no matter what, I guess."

Sydney shook her head. "I forgot about them." She looked down to the foursome -- still going strong. "So, Maya. You see how they're all ... how do you say ... naked?"

Maya snickered. "Yeah. And you're halfway there too."

"So then what the fuck with this dress, bitch?" said Sydney with a cackle. "Fake buttons. Come on!"

Maya lifted one arm and lowered a small zipper. She did the same on the other side. "It's these." Undoing the zippers loosened the top of the dress, and Sydney stepped back toward her to pull on the shoulder straps.

"Whoa, you're not wearing a bra?" said Sydney, surprised, as she realized there were no secondary straps underneath.

Maya shook her head. "I know, with tits this big, I probably should. But this dress holds 'em up pretty well. You know, until you peel it off me."

Sydney smirked and looked at Maya with a sly grin. She pulled down one of the shoulder straps. Maya helped by sliding her arm through the hole. They repeated the routine on the other side. Maya lifted her head up, and let Sydney do the rest herself.

"Damn, you're fucking fine," said Sydney, pulling the front of the dress down, slowly revealing Maya's large breasts. "Those fake buttons notwithstanding, of course."

"Of course," said Maya.

Sydney pulled the rest of the dress down, and once it was past Maya's boobs, it simply fell down to the ground in a pool around Maya's feet. "Whoa that was quick."

Maya blushed. "It was. And now the balance is back in your favor."

Sydney maintained eye contact with Maya, but reached behind her own back and unhooked her bra. Without fanfare, she simply pulled it forward, slid it down her arms, and off.

The pause was brief, but long enough for Maya to break what she felt was an awkward silence. "Well, this has been fun. I guess I'll be on my way now."

Sydney laughed. "Yeah, no need to actually go any further. We both got to see each other's tits. It's like being in middle school again."

"Wait, you looked at your girlfriends' boobs in middle school?"

Sydney looked uneasy. "Yeah? What did you do, start having sex already?"

"Fuck no, I was kind of a prude until much later in life." Maya laughed at herself.

"And now?" Sydney said, teasing.

"And now I'm half naked in the woods with a stranger ... watching four other strangers fuck." They both glanced down to the quartet at the cabin. "It's like a porno down there. They're switching partners."