Mias and Annas Point of View

Mia:

I already had Jan’s small handheld camera in my hand when we left the studio. Anna walked ahead of us, completely unaware that Lisa had tucked her skirt up at the back. Her naked ass and smooth, pink pussy were fully exposed with every step.

“Come on, Anna, let’s quickly get you a coffee for the ride,” I said cheerfully. We joined the long queue at the station kiosk. Anna stood there normally — from the front everything looked perfectly decent. From behind, however, her bare ass was sticking out for everyone to see. The people behind us stared. I filmed discreetly, zooming in on her glistening slit.

Because the queue was moving so slowly, we just missed the next train. Anna only sighed. We waited another ten minutes — plenty of time for even more people to get a good look at her naked ass. Then we headed to the train.

The long stairs down to the platform came next. I walked right behind Anna, camera rolling. Three middle-aged men were directly behind me. With every step her skirt flipped up. Her smooth pussy lips parted slightly, revealing the wet pink inside, her little clit, and a thick, shiny strand of her arousal slowly running down the inside of her thigh.

“Slow down, Anna,” I called so she wouldn’t walk faster. The men behind me had a perfect view of everything. I heard them quietly cursing and whispering.

Then I “accidentally” dropped my sunglasses right in front of her feet. “Oh no… Anna, could you quickly pick those up for me?”

Anna obediently bent forward at once. Her skirt rode all the way up. Her entire ass and wet pussy were now perfectly visible from below — spread wide, glistening, pussy lips slightly open. I filmed everything from the side as she bent down and stood back up. I dropped something twice more — once my wallet, once my keys. Each time the little slut bent deep, ass pushed out, cunt completely exposed.

*God, I’m getting so wet from this…*

Then we got on the train. I pushed Anna all the way to the back of the carriage, with her back to the seats. “There’s more space here,” I lied.

The filming got really wild now.

I positioned Anna right at the back again. And in our carriage there was a large school class — at least twenty boys and girls. The boys spotted Anna’s naked ass immediately. Phones came out. Anna noticed nothing and suddenly said: “Darn, I think my wallet is at the very bottom of my bag.”

She bent over deeply to rummage in her bag — legs slightly apart, ass fully pushed out. In that moment she showed everything.

Her smooth, wet pussy was wide open, inner lips glistening with moisture, her tight little asshole visibly twitching. The schoolboys went crazy. Phones clicked and filmed non-stop. Some even stood up to get better angles. I smiled at the boys, put my finger to my lips and signaled “Shh” — they grinned back and kept filming.

Anna rummaged for a long time, wiggling her ass, bending even deeper. Her dripping cunt was so open you could almost see inside. A thick drop of her juices broke free and fell to the floor.

*Holy shit… innocent little Anna is showing an entire school class her horny, dripping virgin cunt and tight ass in all its glory. Every single one of those boys is going to jerk off to these videos tonight.*

I filmed everything — close-ups of her open hole, her twitching asshole, her glistening thigh.

When Anna finally found her wallet and straightened up, her face was only slightly red. She paid €1.50 for the coffee and had no idea what kind of show she had just put on.

At her stop she got off. I hugged her one last time and pulled her skirt down. She thought I was trying to pull it up again and blushed even harder. “Mia, what if someone saw that…”

Perfect. Clueless until the very end.

Anna’s Perspective:

In the changing room, Mia and Lisa helped me get dressed. Lisa had taken my panties away and said it would be better without underwear. When Mia playfully tried to lift my skirt from behind, I yelped in shock: “Mia! Don’t!” Lisa laughed and pushed her hand away, then neatly smoothed the front of my skirt. I felt relieved.

As soon as we left the studio, the short skirt with nothing underneath felt incredibly exciting. Every little breeze brushed directly over my smooth, freshly shaved pussy and made me shiver. I was instantly really horny.

We joined the long queue at the kiosk. I kept shifting my weight from one leg to the other, enjoying the cool caress of the air.

Because it took so long, we missed the next train. While we waited on the platform, I got hotter and hotter. I casually placed one foot on the lower bar of the railing so my knee was bent. The skirt rode up a little higher and the wind blew straight between my legs. I felt the cool air on my naked, wet pussy and had to sigh softly. So nice…

Mia just grinned. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah… just a bit warm,” I murmured with red cheeks.

Then we started moving. On the way to the long stairs down to the platform, Mia suddenly dropped her sunglasses — right in front of my feet. I immediately squatted down, knees together, butt pushed back. The skirt stretched tight over my ass. I imagined someone standing behind me and seeing everything… just the thought made my clit throb. I picked up the glasses slowly and stood back up.

Shortly after, Mia “lost” her wallet. This time I bent over with straight legs, ass pushed way out, legs completely straight. I felt the skirt ride up at the back. The cool air stroked my naked ass and my wet slit. I stayed like that for a few extra seconds. If someone is looking right now…

Mia thanked me sweetly. Then she dropped her keys. Such a klutz. This time I bent sideways, one leg slightly forward, upper body twisted. The skirt stretched diagonally over my ass. I stretched extra far so the imaginary person behind me could see even better. My pussy felt swollen and dripping wet. I was getting more and more aroused.

Finally we got on the train. Mia pushed me all the way to the back. I held onto the pole and drank my coffee. Suddenly I remembered I hadn’t given Mia the money for the coffee yet.

“Wait, I’ll give you the money…” I said and bent down deeply to rummage for my wallet at the very bottom of my bag. Legs slightly apart, ass pushed way out, back arched. I searched for a long time on purpose, wiggling my butt a little and savoring the hot feeling. The fantasy that people behind me might be staring at my naked, dripping pussy almost made me moan.

When I finally straightened up and gave Mia the money, my face was burning red and I was really wet between my legs.

At my stop, Mia hugged me goodbye — and suddenly tried to lift my skirt from behind!

“Mia! Stop!” I squealed and pushed her hand away. “What if someone saw that?!”

I quickly pulled the skirt down smooth. Luckily I had been careful the whole time.

Mia just laughed. “Only joking! See you in three days, sweetie.”

I walked home with weak knees and my heart pounding hard. My pussy throbbed with every step. The whole way I couldn’t stop smiling.

Nobody saw anything… right?

But just the idea of it kept me excited the entire evening.

The next three days The first two evenings at home were like a strange, sweet dream. I could think of almost nothing else but the photo shoot, the forbidden skirt worn without panties, the many bent-over poses I’d struck… and how incredibly turned on all of that had made me.

Every evening after showering, I sat naked on my bed, grabbed the mild moisturizer Lisa had quickly slipped me, and began the ritual. I spread my legs wide, pulled my knees up, and looked into the large mirror across from me.

I took significantly more cream than necessary and sat with my legs spread wide in front of the mirror. First, I applied cream to my vulva—very slowly and with relish. I pulled my outer labia far apart and massaged the thick cream deep into every little fold and crevice. My inner lips were already thickly swollen. I circled my hard clit with two fingers, pressed it lightly, and rubbed in the cream until everything glistened with a slippery sheen. My clit was already hard and swollen. I circled it with my fingertips, pressing lightly against it,

Then I lifted my butt, spread my butt cheeks, and turned my attention to my little, rosy asshole. I spread plenty of cream around the tight ring, ran my finger over every delicate wrinkle, and finally pressed my fingertip slowly a little way inside. I twisted it with relish, lubricated the inner rim, and felt my hole tighten around my finger.

It drove me nearly crazy every time. My pussy was dripping with arousal, the cream mixed with my own juices, and my whole body trembled with suppressed lust. I was so horny I almost cried because I wasn’t allowed to come.

My pussy was dripping, my legs were shaking, and I had to pull myself together not to just start stroking until I came. Lisa’s words echoed in my head: “Just apply the cream, no sex, no irritation.” So I stopped, even though I was about to burst with lust.

Every morning after showering, I sat naked on the bed, spread my legs wide, and began the baby powder ritual. I shook a generous amount of the fine powder onto my hand and spread it very slowly over my smooth, naked vulva. With my fingers, I rubbed it thoroughly into every fold, especially between the outer and inner labia, until my vulva was dry, silky, and velvety soft. After that, I lifted my butt a little and powdered my little asshole too—I carefully smoothed the powder into the delicate creases around the tight ring and massaged it in gently. The cool, soft sensation made me horny again right away.

Although Lisa had never explicitly said so, I voluntarily went without underwear all day. The thought of walking around under my skirt with a bare, powdered pussy and a bare ass turned me on all day long.

On the third evening, my boyfriend came over. I told him enthusiastically about the shoot—how cool it was to work with Mia and Lisa, how professional everything was, how much fun we had. Of course, I didn’t say a word about the 10,000-euro debt. I didn’t want to worry him. Then I stood up, slowly pulled down my panties, and sat down on the bed in front of him with my legs spread wide. “Look… I shaved myself completely smooth just for the shoot,” I whispered with red cheeks and spread my labia a little with my fingers. “It feels totally different… so soft.” His eyes widened. He got rock hard instantly, reached for me, and wanted to kiss and touch me. His fingers were already sliding over my smooth, creamy pussy. “Fuck, Anna… you look so hot,” he moaned and pushed me down onto the bed. I was just as horny as he was—my pussy was throbbing, I was already wet again. But Lisa’s stern voice was immediately in my head: “No sex for the next three days. Otherwise you’ll get pimples and irritation. Just use the cream.” I pushed him away gently but firmly. “No… please don’t,” I whispered breathlessly. “Lisa said I’m not allowed to have sex for the next few days. Otherwise, my skin will get irritated and I’ll get pimples. I’m sorry… really.” He looked at me in disbelief, his cock still twitching in front of my face. I could see how disappointed and horny he was. It was incredibly hard for me to push him away, but I did it. Later, after he’d left, I went through my ritual again. This time I was especially turned on. I sat down in front of the mirror, legs spread wide, and applied the cream—very slowly, very sensually. I pulled my outer labia wide apart and rubbed the cream deep into every little crease. My inner lips were already swollen and shiny. I circled my clit again and again, pressing it lightly, letting the cream soak in until it was slippery. Then I lifted my butt and lathered my asshole especially thoroughly—I massaged the tight ring with circular motions, pushed my fingertip a little way inside, and turned it slowly. As I did, I moaned softly to myself, my whole body trembling. I was so insanely horny that I almost cried out of frustration and lust. My pussy was dripping, the cream mixing with my own wetness. But I stopped exactly as Lisa had instructed. “Just apply the cream… no sex…,” I whispered to myself as my fingers glided over my swollen clit once more. For three days, I was in a constant state of arousal and restraint. My smooth, hypersensitive pussy tingled with every step. I could barely sit still. And tomorrow was the car show. I had no idea what really awaited me there… but I was already so horny that I could barely think straight.