Liberating is best done in private

Felicia was truly tempted by the idea of doing it out here in the street, but she ultimately decided against it. Anyone could come along and see them. She'd talked a tough talk earlier but if a group of DKM guys caught her moving in on their territory then her ass would be fair game and they wouldn't hesitate to take it. The changing rooms was less brave but a lot safer and afterall "discretion is the better part of valor" Felicia thought.

"Come with me, fair maiden. I know a place where we shan't be disturbed." Felicia told Naomi, adopting her three musketeer style affectation again.

"My hero!" Naomi said, swooning on to Felicia her soft pale skin pressed against her. As Felicia lead the enthusiastic redhead across the road and towards the stairs Charlotte called after them.

"And what am I supposed to do? Just wait here?"

"Keep watch for those DKM guys!" Naomi shouted back before disappearing down the stairs, with Felicia close behind. When she reached the hallway she pushed open the first flimsy stall door she saw and pulled the eager redhead in behind her. Felicia turned and began to speak but Naomi cut her off. She captured Felicia's lips in a passionate kiss and pressed her body against her, her slender hands roving across Felicia's bikini clad breasts. Felicia was taken aback. She'd made out with girls at frat parties but that was a long time ago and just for fun. This was different. It was raw and intense and... intoxicating. Subconsciously Felicia began to kiss back, her soft lips meshing with Naomi's and their tongues wrestling while she dropped her hands to grab two handfuls of the redheads perfect butt.

The two madeout for a while, the only sound was their quiet breathing and the occasional hushed moan as the two explored each others bodies and Felicia explored a whole new world of pleasure she'd never tried before. It was Naomi who broke the kiss first, pulling back and leaving a **** Felicia chasing after her. "This is fun and all but, I can't keep Charlotte waiting forever. Lets get to the main event." As she said this she undid the knot of her bikini bottoms, allowing them to fall unceremoniously down her long legs and revealing her wet slit, crowned with a small patch of short, red hair.

"Oh, yeah r-right." Felicia replied, still a little dizzy and breathless from the kissing. She looked for the strapon and saw it on the ground near Naomi's discarded panties, evidently having slipped from her grip as they'd kissed. When she bent down to pick it up Naomi suddenly span around and bent over, shoving her ass right into Felicia's face, so close it nearly knocked her backwards. "Could you fuck me like this?" Naomi asked, wiggling her hips seductively. " I want you to liberate me the same way he took me."

If Felicia heard she didn't say anything, her attention had been stolen by the incredible ass an inch from her face. As she stared at it she was gripped by an uncontrollable urge. Reaching up with both hands she grabbed Naomi's voluptuous ass cheeks and gently pulled them apart revealing the hidden treasure of her puckered rosebud. Without thinking Felicia threw herself forward to kiss it, her tongue trying to **** its way inside Naomi's tight pucker. When the redhead felt the unexpected sensation she let out a surprised moan and pushed her butt backwards into Felicia's face, trying to encourage her burrowing tongue deeper into the tight hole.

When Felicia finally came up for air both women were left panting . Naomi spoke again but Felicia ignored her and instead scooped up her discarded strap on from the ground and attached it to herself with eager purpose. With her new plastic cock firmly affixed she grabbed Naomi's waiting hips and lined up her pink phallus with Naomi's slick lips. Standing there over the waiting girl Felicia felt a whole new feeling wash over her. It was a deep, primal need, as old as thirst or hunger. It was the desire to fuck, to penetrate, to make someone yours in the deepest way possible. Felicia couldn't ignore it.

With one fast, hard thrust she fulfilled that desire, sheathing her plastic rod completely in Naomi's tight snatch. It was even better than she'd hoped. Although the strap on gave her no direct physical stimulation the sight of Naomi's body reacting, her elbows trembling against the shack wall and her ass rippling deliciously, combined with the mewling sounds of willing submission that were driven from the redheads lips filled Felicia with such pleasure, as if it were her who had just been so strongly penetrated.

Felicia was not still for long. As quickly as she had pushed in she pulled out and began to fuck Naomi hard and fast. Her thrusts had no skill or overall technique, instead she simply pounded into Naomi as fast as her hips would allow. The type of simple lovemaking that Felicia would dread to receive from a man but that she relished now she was on the giving end. Even with a fake cock it felt so natural and powerful, now she understood why so many men were obsessed with fucking like this, using their cocks like jackhammers to break a girl and make them theirs.

Naomi, for her part, was not complaining about the unskilled lovemaking, rather she desperately pushed her hips back to meet Felicia's thrusts and moaned wantonly as the liberatrixs rod struck deep inside her. Fucking another woman and getting fucked in public were both salacious enough to elevate the experience to an exceptional level, even if the sex itself was simply standard. Just thinking about the situation made her pussy gush and brought her closer to the orgasm on the horizon.

While Naomi and the liberatrix opened up new worlds to each other Charlotte fumed silently, leaning against the guardrail at the top of the stairs. Hearing the growing moans rising from the changing rooms only irritated her further. When she heard Naomi half-shout "Fuuuck!" she scowled and kicked at the gravel in silent frustration. She was incensed that twice already Naomi had ran off from her just to get fucked in public like some slut, she was frustrated waiting in the fading sun for Naomi to finish and, shamefully, she was jealous.

When the DKM bro had approached her on the beach she had been tempted by his offer but before she could make up her mind Naomi had swooped in and dealt with the "problem". Jumping on the grenade by jumping on his dick right there, the only shelter being a pair of sun umbrellas. Charlotte had furtively watched it all, the bro unsheathing his python on to her friends face, Naomi's jaw opening wide around it, Naomi's struggle to stretch the condom all the way down. When he started fucking Naomi Charlotte was tempted to throw herself at them and try to join in but shame held her back. Instead she just rubbed herself over her bikini bottoms and fantasized that the monster cock filling her friend was fucking her.

That's why Charlotte had been in such a rush to get back to the beach house. She'd wanted to go in the shower and alleviate her _stress _but before she could they'd been cut off by that damn liberatrix. So instead she again found herself just an observer to Naomi's good time. Always the bridesmaid and never the bride. Charlotte was so engrossed in self pity that she almost didn't notice the DKM guy heading along the beach road towards her. Seeing him coming Charlotte knew she had to do something.