By SuperEvil
superevil7@protonmail.com
Copyright 2023 by SuperEvil, all rights reserved
* * * * *Chapter 7
** Candice's perspective **
We weren't even
inside the house for 10 seconds before my mom was on my case again.
“Candice, nobody told you that you could stop positioning yourself the
way you were positioned outside. Get your hands behind your head and
spread those legs open, missy!”
“What?… But?…” Really? As we
had come in, I had taken a position behind Dylan, trying to keep myself
hidden from the younger teens, especially Georgie. Dylan stepped to the
side, and I was again the center of attention as everyone's leering
eyes were all over me and my naked body.
“That's it, Candice,
you've earned yourself a third point today. I've had enough of your
backtalk.” My mom glared at me, but the thing that scared me the most
was just how calm her voice sounded.
I immediately complied,
taking up the shameful position that left my fully naked body on show
for everyone present. “I'm sorry, mom…” My face went red-hot with
shame, both from disobeying my mom, as well as the feeling of
embarrassment I was feeling to show myself off like this. Will I ever
get used to being naked???
My sister and Lizzy both whispered
back and forth to one another as they looked at me, making little
giggles like schoolgirls every once in a while too. Clearly, they were
enjoying my total humiliation. Dylan and George both just stared at me
with lust in their eyes, and it reminded me of just how hot and horny I
was feeling outside, to be showing off this way, especially in front of
Dylan. The tingling in my pussy and around my clit was just getting
stronger the longer I stood this way in front of him; try as I might to
ignore it. My mom just looked at me with what seemed to be a satisfied
expression on her face. Clearly, she was happy that I was no longer
trying to disobey her about this position.
“Dylan,” my mom
turned to address him, “I must say I'm impressed with the way you've
gotten my daughter to fall in line for you. I have no worries, you will
do a fine job looking after my daughters this summer.”
“Ummm…
Thanks, ma'am.” Dylan looked back at her with his face scrunched up. I
also just so happened to notice him adjusting his slacks as he turned.
I saw the bulge of his erection again, and that had my nether regions
tingling like mad! I guess I'm happy that he finds me so attractive,
but at the time all it did was add to the shame of my arousal. That
arousal had already cost me 15 more spanks with the infernal hairbrush,
not only today, but every single day from now on. I didn't want anyone
noticing that my arousal was increasing, and giving them even more
ammunition to punish me… If I had known then what I do now, I'd have
done anything and everything in my power to hide my arousal better…
“Yes, I like this position you've come up with for Candice. It allows
all of her naked body to be on show, and her being on show and
humiliated is the point of her punishment. It should give her an
opportunity to think about everything she has done wrong that has led
to her being naked in front of all of us in the first place.” My mom
was still speaking with Dylan, but she was staring at me, her eyes
roaming up and down my naked body. Another shiver ran down my spine as
she made a small smirk at me. “Candice, this is the position I want you
to take from now on unless told otherwise by me, your father, or Dylan.
Got it, young lady?”
Oh my God! She wants me to stand like
this all the time!?!? Not only is the position totally humiliating,
since clearly, my entire body is on show for all to see, but it's also
straining after a while, as I would come to learn. I remember my arms
in particular feeling a little sore and numb at this point, since the
blood flow was not going in the natural direction. “Yes ma'am.” What
could I possibly say besides that? I hung my head at my mom, feeling
like I deserved to be degraded and on show for every frustration I had
put her through over the last couple of weeks. The washing machine, the
broken plate, burning dinner, the leaky shower, and even humiliating
her by being naked and aroused in front of the neighbors just now. It
may sound silly to you, but I felt fully responsible for every single
one of those things, at least at the time. Most of all, I felt guilty
of all of those things, and even more guilty for making my mom teach me
this very embarrassing and humiliating lesson in front of everybody. If
I could make things better by obeying her, and my father and Dylan as
well, then I was going to do my best to be as obedient to them as
possible from now on. And I was going to start by trying to never earn
another point again. Come hell or high water, I was going to show them
just how responsible and mature I could be.
“Mrs. Simmons,” I
was startled out of my thoughts when Georgie spoke up. “What do you
want us to call these?” Again he came very close to having his hand
slapped away as he pointed to my chest. “I know they are called
breasts, but wouldn't it be better if we called them a cute word like
cunny?” The annoying 13-year-old smirked at me as his eyes drank in
every single bit of my exposed breasts and pink nipples.
“Good
idea George!” My mom actually praised him for this. Then she shocked me
to my very core as she actually grabbed my outer pussy lips with her
fingers and wiggled them back and forth for him. “Yes, Candie has a
cute cunny doesn't she?” She talked as if she was speaking to a dog or
a toddler. I was so shocked I hardly made a squeak and couldn't even
move, but a sharp burst of pleasurable electricity ran from my pussy,
through my clit, up my spine, and straight to my erect nipples. As
shocked as I felt, the two boys seemed to be just as shocked at my
mom's actions. That is, until George gave her a large smile and a big
nod. The preteen girls just giggled their heads off at me, and my mom
gave me a big grin as she watched a blush form from the top of my head
down to the tips of my toes. Then even more shame followed as I watched
a thin clear string extend from my pussy out to my mom's hand as she
pulled her fingers away from me. She just shook her head at me and
wiped her hand on her pants, leaving a small, visible wet spot behind
on the material.
“How about we call them her boobies or her
titties from now on?” My mom continued, both in her talking and in her
humiliation of me. Her own daughter! She actually cupped my bare boobs
from underneath, jiggling them up and down for her audience. “Those
terms sound cute and just perfect for showing Candie that she no longer
has any privacy around here, don't you think?” My mom sure seemed to be
taking a lot of joy in the way I was blushing at her actions, and my
complete humiliation.
“I like titties!” George proclaimed, with a big smile of his own, almost drooling watching my mom bounce my boobs for him.
“Most boys do.” My mother laughed.
“Oh uh…” George blushed, before laughing himself. “I didn't mean it
like that, Mrs. Simmons. I mean, I like the sound of that word best.”
“It's ok, George. You can enjoy looking at Candie's titties all you
like for as long as she is on her naked punishment. That is the point.”
“Wow, cool!” He said, a little wide-eyed, as his eyes focused on my
bare, jiggling chest. My face just got even hotter and the tingling in
my nipples even stronger. I could feel them getting even harder, too,
and could even see them out of the periphery of my vision as they
bounced up and down with the rest of my breasts. They looked like extra
long, perfectly pink eraser heads. Would the shamefulness of my obvious
arousal ever go away? Of course, George would have to bring up my
nipples right at that moment too, even making a comment on their color
and erectness. “Looks at how pink her nipples are… They're so stiff…”
He seemed to be talking to himself, but I'm sure everyone heard. The
two preteen girls heard him for sure, as they just snickered with one
another after his comment. George didn't seem to be done discussing my
nipples, though. Without taking his eyes off of me, he asks my mom
another question. “Should we call them Candie's nippies instead?”
That had my mom giggling like a schoolgirl now. “Yes! That is perfect,
George!” Of course, now that my nipples were the topic at hand, my mom
brought her attention to those, flicking her long fingernails up and
down on my hard, sensitive nipples. It made me shudder in place and my
knees weak. “We will call these Candie's nippies on the end of Candie's
titties from now on!” She laughed and laughed. Everyone else was
laughing too, even Dylan let out a small chuckle, and I couldn't help
feeling small, feeling like everyone was laughing at me.
“You
said there was something you wanted to talk about with me, Mrs.
Simmons?” Dylan asked, giving me a sorrowful look, as he seemed to
thankfully be attempting to change the topic.
My mom finally
gave my nipples a rest to turn and address him. “Yes, a few things,
actually, Dylan. First thing, I am sick and tired of having to mop up
the bathroom floor almost every time Candice uses the shower,” my mom
gave me one of her famous glares, “so in order to prevent this from
being a further problem, Candice is no longer allowed to use the shower
to clean herself. You will be giving her a bath every evening instead.
Right after her spanking and before you put her to bed.”
Dylan
will be giving me my baths!?!? I let out a loud gasp. “Bath!?” was all
I could say in my stupor. My heart rate spiked, and I was suddenly very
lightheaded, but my goodness did my whole body tingle all over at the
thought of him bathing me. That tingling was strongest right around my
clit again, and I felt another wave of wetness exiting my pussy down
below.
My mom must have thought I was trying to protest her
once again, because she said, “Yes, a bath, unless you'd rather have
Dylan wash you with the hose in the backyard?”
“A bath is
good…” I said quickly. I was absolutely sure my mom would make good on
her threat if I tried to push back on her about this, as she had
already had him rinse me off out there just a while ago, and so I shut
my mouth tight after that. Alexa and her friend giggled with glee at
me. Obviously, the idea of Dylan, a boy no less, bathing me excited
them to no end. Either that, or the thought of me being bathed by him
in the backyard was hilarious to them. I took a quick peek over at
Dylan, who seemed to be surprised but also intrigued by the idea of
bathing me. Wait, did this mean he was being given permission to touch
me? Touch my body!? My privates!?!? What else could it mean, I thought.
Was everyone being given permission to touch me, with what my own
mother had just done to me? I was too afraid to ask any of those
questions, but that tingling came on even stronger with a vengeance,
especially at the thought of Dylan touching me and my naked body.
My mom seemed eager to move on to the next topic. “With Candice
grounded, it is her job to do all the chores around here. I've left you
a fairly substantial list of the chores that need to get done today,
along with the ones I want to be done this week.” Mom nodded her head
towards the kitchen table where a notepad sat. “The most important task
she needs to do today is to collect all the laundry from the clothes
hampers in her father's and my room, and Alexa's room. I've hired a
laundry service since our washer is broken.” Another scowl from her to
me. “They should be here sometime this afternoon to pick up the
clothes.”
“Alright, Mrs. Simmons,” Dylan answered.
“Then if there are no other questions,” She grabbed her purse from one of the countertops. “Then I'll be on my way.”
“Oh, mom!” The little brat spoke up, that being my little sister. “Can
I borrow Candice's cell phone? We want to go bird watching today.
There's this nest in the backyard with a momma blue jay with this cute
little pink-breasted baby bird, and I would really like to get some
good pictures of her and the baby bird in their natural … Environment.”
Alexa gave me a little mischievous grin. Obviously, she was up to
something.
“My cell phone!?” I couldn't keep my big mouth
shut, try as I might, but that cell phone was my entire life! All my
friends' contact information. My social media accounts. All my personal
secrets. No way would I let Alexa get her hands on it if I had any say
in the matter!
“What's wrong with your phone?” Mom asked her,
placing her hands on her hips. Thankfully, she didn't view what I had
just said as an outburst this time.
“The camera on this thing
sucks!” Alexa complained, pulling out her little flip phone from her
pocket. “It's not fair that Candice gets an iPhone and I don't, just
because she's older!” Alexa pouted at our mom.
“Fine, it's not
like Candice is using her phone right now anyway…” My mom relented.
Besides losing all of my clothes while grounded, I also lost access to
all electronic devices, including my phone. “It's in the top drawer of
my dresser.”
“Thanks mom!” Alexa ran off, up the stairs to
retrieve my phone, giggling to herself the entire way. Yeah, I could
tell she was definitely up to something.
My mom looked like
she was ready to go, but then she turned to Dylan and said, “You also
have my permission to strip Alexa naked if she gives you any trouble
and spank her if she gets out of line or tries to disobey you. Just
remember that, Dylan.” Alexa's friends both seemed to be stunned at my
mom's proclamation, both turning to look at each other with
open-mouthed glee, while Dylan just nodded his head to her in
acknowledgment. I myself felt giddy at the idea that Alexa could end up
in the same predicament as me. Stripped and spanked!! Now that would be
glorious!
My mom came over and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
“Goodbye Candie. You do everything that Dylan tells you. He is in
charge and has my full permission to punish you even more if need be.”
“Yes, mom…” I nodded and then blushed at my friend. He had this little
smirk on his lips, obviously enjoying the idea of being in control of
me. My stomach was doing backflips at the idea, if I'm being honest.
Alexa returned, holding my iPhone triumphantly. “Goodbye Alexa. You
mind Dylan as well.” My mom gave her a quick kiss too. “Dylan, do a
good job shaving Candie's pubic hair.” and then she headed out the
door. Oh God, I had almost forgotten he was going to shave me!
The second my mom was out the door, my sister, and her girlfriend were
laughing at me like crazy. “Oh my God, Alexa, you're right! This is so
funny!” Lizzy exclaimed. “I wouldn't have believed your parents would
really punish your older sister by making her stay naked, but here she
is!” She pointed at me, getting tears in her eyes from her laughter.
“I know! But it's a good look for her, don't you think?” My sister
couldn't resist getting another couple of quips in at me. “I bet Candie
will look even cuter without all this hair covering up her cunny!” The
little bitch actually gave a quick tug to my pubic hair.
“Hey!” I complained, knocking her hand away with a slap.
“Alright, knock it off!” Dylan stepped in between my sister and me
before things could escalate. “Hand back behind your head, Candice.” He
gave me a relieved sigh and a smile when I complied with him. I was
glad he was not upset with me for slapping away my sister's hand like
that.
“I think you look great like this, Candice!” Georgie said with a smirk, which had both girls giggling like hyenas again.
“You guys don't have to stare at me like this…” I complained. The
longer I stood here on display for them, the more my face burned, and
the hotter and more wet and tingly I felt. I hadn't even touched
myself, and I swear I was on the brink of orgasm. A light breeze
probably could have set me off!
“Yuh huh, we do!” Alexa
declared. “Mom said your punishment is about you being on total show
and very humiliated. We're gonna watch you naked all day to make sure
you stay nice and humiliated!” My sister hopped, making her skirt
flutter a little, before putting her hands on her hips declaratively. I
felt a little envious as I took her whole outfit in. She was wearing a
cute, knee-length skirt with see through, thigh high tights underneath,
and a light blue sleeveless blouse that looked perfect on her. Even if
it probably wouldn't fit me, I'd take her outfit over being naked in an
instant!
My sister must have noticed that I was checking out
her choice of clothes for the day, because she started an entire new
line of taunting. "Oh, Candice, do you like the outfit I picked out for
myself today?" She twirled around on the spot, flaring her skirt out
and gave everyone a brief flash of her panties, and gave me a little
snicker as she faced me again. "Because I really love yours!"
"It must be so embarrassing for you, a teenage girl, older than both of
us, to be completely naked, while we, two preteen girls, get to wear
clothes like normal." My sister's friend was more direct with her
taunting. "Just how old are you again?"
"Fifteen…" I answered through gritted teeth.
"Fifteen! And totally naked! While we get to wear clothes like good
girls, she has to be naked like a bad little girl!" The two girls
doubled over with laughter. "I mean, she really doesn't have any
privacy anymore! Look at her cunny! Look at her boobies! Look at her
nippies! Look at her butt! They're all out and everyone can see
everything! Even the boys get to see everything! We're twelve and
dressed like normal, and she's fifteen and naked!! Fifteen and naked!!"
I felt shame bubbling up inside of me like never before. They were
right. They were good girls in their stylish clothing, and I was a bad
girl, totally naked, apparently meant to be mocked and ridiculed for
that fact. But if I was feeling so much shame for being naked, why was
I also feeling so turned on by it? So turned on, my knees were shaking,
and I was on the brink of orgasm. I felt absolutely hot all over and my
stomach kept churning like mad. Was it their taunting? The obvious
contrast between myself and them, me fully naked, and them in their
normal clothes? How unfair the whole situation felt to me being the
only one naked? I don't know, but I felt totally dizzy and like I was
going to fall over, but also like I would go off like a gusher at any
moment.
"I wouldn't mind if you girls got naked too." George
broke me out of my horny thoughts again with a smirk to the laughing
hyenas.
"Shut up, Georgie!" Lizzy said, still laughing. But then my sister punched him in the arm and glared at him.
"Ow! Hey!" George frowned, rubbing his arm.
"Alright. Enough." Dylan stepped in. "I think you girls have given
Candice enough taunting to last her the rest of her punishment, if not
the rest of her life. I don't want to hear either of you making fun of
her for the rest of the day, do you hear? Now, Alexa, I need you to get
the supplies for me to shave Candice. I'll need a towel too."
"Where are you going to do it?" Alexa asked.
"In the living room, where there is plenty of space for Candice to lie down on her back."
Alexa gleefully climbed up the stairs once again as the rest of us
moved over to the living room. As we waited for my little sister, I
took up my punishment position again while the others just smirked at
me, even Dylan.
He moved closer to me, with that same shine in
his eye that I had first noticed from him in the backyard, and started
whispering to me. "Hey, you doing ok?" I was touched that he was
thinking of how I was feeling, but at the same time his eyes were
roaming all around my exposed flesh, looking at me everywhere but in
the eye. My thoughts went back to the fact that once again he was
dressed, and I was very much exposed. I was coming to realize that it
was very much the fact that I was naked and surrounded by clothed
people that was making me feel so hot and bothered. Dylan most of all
as I watched him adjust himself in his pants again. It made me wonder
what he must look like naked, but that was a mistake, as a whole new
wave of arousal hit me.
"Um, yeah, I guess…" I blushed and
whispered back, nodding my head. I felt the muscle inside me contract,
and what felt like a ton of fluid ejecting out of me down there. I
couldn't stop myself from making a small moan. "Mmmmm hmmm…"
"Those two are pretty good at teasing." He said, getting his smile back
as he started directly between my legs. Oh, God! Did he just see me
squirt!?
"Mm hmm." I didn't dare move any part of my body, not
even my lips, as I answered him. I was afraid if I did, it would cause
me to squirt again. Still, I shuddered a little as my tingling
continued to flare. Was he going to tease me too!? Did I want him to
tease me!?
"George is right. You do look fantastic this way."
I could see him judging my reaction to his teasing praise when he
looked me in the face. He knew! He must know! He had to have just seen
me squirt a little! He can probably tell that the teasing my sister and
her friend had given me made me into the wet, horny mess I am right
now. "But I bet you're gonna look even cuter after I shave all your
pubes off." My knees almost buckled at his words! That shine in his eye
wasn't helping my situation either. Why was it turning me on to be
treated this way, to be degraded and mocked by everybody? Especially
Dylan!
"You didn't have to suggest that to my mom, you know…"
I tried to glare at him like my mom always glares at me, but I don't
think it was working, since his grin got even bigger.
"I saved
your cute little behind from another twelve spankings. You should be
grateful to me." There was a clear teasing tone in his voice now, and a
part of me couldn't help loving it. "So what if it shows off your cute
cunny more?"
"But, but, my pubic hair!?…" I didn't get to
finish my complaint since my sister had just arrived with all the
shaving supplies.
“Thanks Alexa.” Dylan said, taking the towel
from her and spreading it out on the floor. Then he took a cushion from
the couch and put it near one of the long ends of the towel. “Alright,
Candice. Lie down with your butt in the middle of the towel.” He
explained to me.
I was already dreading what was about to
happen to me, and it hadn't even begun. I took the position he wanted,
lying flat on my back in the middle of the room where everyone could
see me, with my legs facing in their direction. I kept my legs clamped
shut for now, but I knew soon I would be spreading them wide, showing
everyone the last bits of what I had always thought of as private.
"Ok, spread your legs open wide for me." Dylan stood over me, at my
side, making a half grin at what he was telling me to do. There was no
denying he was enjoying himself because in this position I could see
his pants bulge pretty clearly. I tried to put out of my mind what
everyone must be seeing as I spread my legs open just as he had told me
to do. With how turned on I felt, I could feel myself opening up
completely down there. The last vestige of my private parts was now
clearly visible to everybody.
Dylan drove home just how
vulnerable I was as he sat down cross-legged right in between my spread
knees and thighs! His eyes were locked between my legs on my privates!
Both my face and my pussy felt like it was burning with heat I had
never felt before. Now spread wide open, I could feel myself leaking
down the bottom of my cheeks onto the towel too!
Alexa came
over with the shaving kit and supplies, putting her hand on Dylan's
shoulder to support herself as she took a long look at my exposed and
open pussy. "You guys really have-ta come take a closer look at this!"
She said with a smile to her annoying little friends. Both Georgie and
Lizzy came over to view me closely, grinning like mad as they all saw
what I was showing. I could feel that my throbbing clit was exposed to
the air now, and I'm sure that was a big part of the attraction of what
they were staring at.
Dylan pulled out some hair softening
cream and started spreading it around on me. All over my pubic mound
and down the sides of my outer labia. His touch was very gentile and
light, which surprised me and actually felt nice, but it still had me
squirming like mad. "Try to keep still, Candice." Dylan explained.
I let out a loud gasp as I felt one of his fingers push my labia into
my clit. "Ah… I'm sorry. I'm trying…" I bit my lower lip. The longer
his fingers kept brushing the cream along my sensitive pussy lips, the
more I wanted to wiggle my hips. I clamped one of my hands over my
mouth to try to suppress another moan. I really hoped they couldn’t
hear me.
Now that he had applied enough cream, he used his
palm to massage it into my delicate skin and soft hair down there. I
don't think he realized what he was doing, but my engorged clit was
basically being externally massaged by him! "Mmmmm… Dylan!! MMM!!" I
put my hand back over my mouth and pretty much screamed as the pleasure
finally overtook me. For the first time in my life, someone else had
brought me to orgasm and it was my best friend Dylan! This had to be
the most shameful orgasm of my life, as I had just climaxed in front of
my sister and her two friends too! In front of George!
"Candice, are you alright!?" Dylan asked me, but his hand just would
not stop. I could feel another shameful orgasm about to overtake me,
and there was nothing I could do to stop it!
"What happened?"
George asked, looking over at my sister and Lizzy. The two younger
girls were just laughing themselves to pieces about what was happening
to me. The boys might have been ignorant, but those two knew exactly
what I was feeling.
The second orgasm came on even stronger
than the first! As if on autopilot, I was grinding my cunny directly up
into Dylan’s flat palm. “Candice, what are you doing?!” He scolded me,
trying to push my hips back down to the floor, directly pressing his
palm over my privates, which felt absolutely wonderful to me at that
moment. Meanwhile, the hyenas made the sounds of elated giggling, while
George just looked on with his jaw slack.
“Can’t you see she’s?!–” Alexa started to say, but I cut her off.
“Alexa!… No!… Please…!” I shamefully begged my little sister through my
labored breath. She just smirked, winked at me, and then made a
maniacal giggle. She knew at any time she could and would use this
information against me, that I was so turned on that I was shamefully
orgasming at the lightest touch by my friend. Dylan looked back at her
with confusion, but then shrugged his shoulders and turned back to me.
My orgasm had finally subsided and as funny as it sounds for me to say
this, thankfully Dylan was moving on to shaving me. I was never so
grateful that most of my hair down there was on my pubic mound above my
lips, and hardly any actually covered up or grew from my slit. Dylan
carefully started scraping away the hair from my groin, first starting
with my mound, which took a while. It gave me a bit of a chance to cool
down as my privates were no longer being stimulated by him. My break
wouldn't last long, though. I would come to find out this was just the
calm before the storm.
Dylan's fingers were all over my labia
again. He was pulling them this way and that, taut and flat, in order
to shave the hairs that grew there. Of course, I was back to squirming
at his unintentional manipulation of my most sensitive area. "Oh God,
Dylan!" I lost total control of myself as I went into my third orgasm
in front of him and the others. My shame on show as my hips danced
under his fingers’ delightful touch.
"Candice, please hold
still!" Dylan scolded me for my hip wiggle. I only saw his shocked face
for a second before I closed my eyes in embarrassment.
My
flailing hips just would not stop, no matter how hard I tried to make
them. Another unintentional consequence, as I gyrated under his
manipulation, he couldn't keep a firm hold on my outer labia. They were
just too slick from my juices by now. He kept having to reposition his
fingers on me to get a better hold. I suppose it was inevitable that
one of his fingers would eventually graze against my most sensitive
spot, but I was fully unprepared. It was like I was hit by ten thousand
volts of electricity! "Aaaaahhhh! Ohh! Ahhhhh!!!" One of his fingers
was right on my clit, and it just kept sliding back and forth, aided by
how wet I was! My fourth orgasm hit, and then my fifth, and after that
I lost count!
"Oh my God, can you believe this!?" I heard one
of the girls exclaim. Though I don't know if I was Lizzy or my sister.
I was too delirious with pleasure to even see straight at this point,
let alone tell you what was really going on. This is all just my best
recollection.
"What!? What's happening to her!?" I think this voice was male. Higher pitched though, and father away. Must be Georgie.
"Candice, hold still!" That was Dylan. The voice was more masculine and
much closer to me. The sound almost came from right between my legs.
"She can't! You're making her feel too good!" One of the girls laughed
with glee. And now the boys knew my dirty little secret. That I was
experiencing immense pleasure from Dylan's touch.
"Please…! Can't…! Too much!…" I begged breathlessly. His fingers came to a stop, only to start right up again!
"I'm almost finished, Candice. Just a little more." I heard Dylan tell
me, but this time there was a certain teasing tone to his words. I
could feel the razor scraping away the last reminisce of my pubic hair,
but even more, I could feel his fingers back in between my folds! One
finger was right on my clit and just would not quit moving or let me
have any reprieve!!
"Dylan!!!" I squealed his name at him,
thrashing about like I had never done before. Another disgraceful
orgasm hit me, as my own body had fully betrayed me now. I experienced
total humiliation, whereas my body craved the pleasure to go on and on.
Even my own body had turned against me! Why was this happening to me???
"Now, now, Candice. I'm in charge here." Dylan taunted, as his finger
wiggled deliciously right on my engorged clit. "If I tell you to stop
moving, that means you have to stop moving."
"Dylan!!…
Please…!!" My hips shot up like a rocket to meet his touch. I couldn't
hold back any longer. My hands went to squeeze my boobs and touch my
aching nipples. I couldn't deny my involvement in this any longer. One
more glorious orgasm hit me, more powerful than the others I had just
felt, and way more powerful than anything I had ever induced by my own
hand. It felt like it lasted for hours. Then suddenly, I was spent, and
collapsed back onto the towel covered floor.
As I lay there
trying to catch my breath, I realized something. That my total
humiliation was complete. That I would never be able to live this down.
Orgasming in front of my best friend. Orgasming in front of my little
sister. Orgasming in front of Lizzy and Georgie. I could never take
this back. This shame would follow me for the rest of my life. These
four could use this against me any time they wanted… and somehow, the
thought of that, the thought of everything I just explained, sent a
pleasurable shiver up my spine.