Not the Sharpest Knife Pt. 03

"Only one way to find out."

I thought, and unfastened the buttons. The part with the buttons and the button holes fell out like 4 triangles of material and yes, my bare hips were clearly exposed. It also meant that the overall waist of the dress was much wider and as I leant forward a bit and moved my head to the side, I could see in and down to the floor. Standing up straight I realised that the only places that the dress was touching my body was my shoulders and nipples.

"Interesting." I thought.

Just then Tom walked up to me and said that we could go.

As we walked back to the van I felt quite nice and called myself stupid for questioning my decision to get the dress.

"Is that dress supposed to be worn like that Sarah?" Tom asked.

"What do you mean Tom?"

"Unfastened at the sides."

"It's not falling off."

"No, but I can see your skin down from your armpits to below your hips. It's obvious that you're not wearing any knickers."

"So what?"

"Hey, just saying, you're not what the law says is indecent so it's fine by me."

"Good, it feels nice and airy."

"I bet that it does."

Back at the van we got in then I leant over and gave him the promised blowjob. It's not so easy when you're sat in a van and your head keeps banging against the steering wheel but I was able to make him cum and to swallow all his sperm.

I was pleased with myself and was looking forward to learning how a man can eat my pussy without hurting me.

On the way home we pulled into the same supermarket to get the weekly shop and I got a trolley and we went in. Tom had the list so he took over pushing the trolley and I got whatever he asked me to.

Of course that meant lots of bending and stretching up and occasionally Tom told me to put a tit back behind the bib. Nobody seemed to notice or say anything until we were going through the checkout. There was a girl about my age on the till and she kept looking at me as I took the items and put them in our bags.

She'd scanned about half the items when I realised that her eyes were going from mine to my chest. It took a few seconds for me to realise that she was trying to give me a message. Looking at my chest I saw my right tit. I stood up straight and said,

"Oops, sorry, I didn't realise."

And pulled the bib straight and carried on.

I finished putting everything in the bags and looked at the girl and saw her looking at my chest again. I looked down and saw my bare right tit again.

"Oops."

I said as I looked at the girl who looked up to my eyes and it was her that blushed, not me.

"Did you do that on purpose?"

Tom asked me as he wheeled the trolley out to the van.

"No, it was an accident, I didn't know that my tit would come out."

"You're learning Sarah."

I didn't know if I was happy or not, but my pussy was still tingling.

Back at home I took my new dress off then went outside to catch the last of the day's sun. As I was laying there I could see and hear the Harvey brothers, Terry and Dan, through the fence at the bottom of the garden (that fence is made of vertical wooden slats and quite a few of them are missing). They didn't see me at first but when they did see me Terry called me over.

"Hey Sarah, how are you, long time no see."

"Yes, you know that we lost our parents don't you?"

"Yes, I was sorry to hear that. You catching some rays?"

"Yes, now that mum's gone I've dumped all my old clothes and I'm learning what it's like to not dress as a nun."

"So I see, and you're okay being outside without any clothes on?"

"Yes, why not, it's no big deal. Someone said that I am a bit naive and have no modesty but I don't understand what he was on about. I'm just happy to get rid of all my old clothes. I feel like I've been let out of prison.

"Well you can feel out of prison whenever we're around. I guess that you're feeling free in your bedroom as well. We've seen you dancing in your bedroom dressed like that."

"So what?"

"Well if you don't mind us seeing what you get up to in your bedroom we don't mind looking."

"Why should I mind?"

We hadn't been talking long when Tom shouted for me to go inside.

"Better go Terry, I think that Tom wants to eat my pussy."

"I saw Terry's jaw drop just before I turned and walked back to the house.

"My bedroom NOW." Tom said.

As I climbed the stairs I wondered if Tom was annoyed with me for talking to Terry whilst I was naked and that he was going to spank me.

"So you think it's okay to flaunt your body to the neighbours Sarah?

"It made my pussy tingle some more."

"Well this might as well."

Tom pushed me back onto the bed then pulled my legs wide apart.

"This isn't how he would spank me." I thought.

But Tom leant forward, pushed my legs further apart and his head came down to my very spread pussy.

"Oh. What .... Oooh, hmm, that's nice" I said as my whole body relaxed.

"I felt Tom's tongue going up and down my slit. I gasped as I felt my clit being licked and played with by Tom's tongue. Then his tongue licked down my slit again and pushed against the entrance to my hole.

"Of my gawd Tom, that's awesome, keep doing that."

He didn't, his tongue pushed into my hole and I could feel the tip pressing against my vagina's walls. Tom kept doing everything that he's already done to me and squeezing and pulling my clit with his lips, and his teeth (but not hard enough to hurt me).

Doing all that over and over soon got me to cum. I got so verbal that Mike heard me and came to see what Tom was doing to me.

As my orgasm subsided Tom got to his feet leaving me still panting and shaking with the occasional jerk. I heard Tom and Mike talking,

"I think that she liked that Tom." Mike said.

"You think so bro, give her a couple of minutes and you can see if you can make her cum."

"No problem mate. She's getting good isn't she, flaunting her body, masturbating whilst we watch, letting us masturbate her, blowjobs and now getting her pussy eaten."

"69's tomorrow Mike, I hope that you've got the stamina."

"Why, don't you want her blacking out whilst she's on top of you?"

"Not particularly, no."

I saw Tom looking at me then he said to Mike,

"I think that she's ready for you Mike. Just eating, no fucking -- yet."

Mike got between my legs and within seconds I was gasping as his tongue found my slit.

Mike was good, not quite as good as Tom, but still good and he soon had me cumming again but I was exhausted when my orgasm subsided. Exhausted but happy, I'd now got 3 ways of me having an orgasm, my hand, someone else's hand and someone else's mouth. Things were looking good.

After that I didn't want to do much else that day so I asked Tom if we could order some food and get it delivered. He said okay but he wanted it to be proper food, not junk food as we'd already had a McDonalds that day. I asked him if he thought pizza was junk food and he was a bit undecided but he did agree to pizzas and he phoned an order through.

Thirty minutes later my pussy was tingling again as I went to open the front door. It was a different guy but he also looked a little shocked to be confronted by a naked girl. I didn't really give him much of a chance to study my body as I took the pizzas off him and closed the door.

*****

The next day was a bit overcast and Tom suggested that apart from my housework I see about shortening the skirts and dresses that he had bought for me. As I said earlier, mum had taught me the basics but I was still nervous when I got the sewing machine out and set it up.

Then I made a few mistakes. Firstly I started with the dress made of the thickest material, the dungaree dress. Then I made the mistake of not pinning the skirt part to the length that I wanted it to end up and then checking that it looked okay on me. What I did was guess at the length that I wanted and started cutting. I just cut, turned over the edge then ran the sewing machine along to make a neat edge.

Only then did I put the dress on and immediately realised my mistakes. What's more they were irreversible, the dress was about 5 centimetres shorter than I had wanted it. It still covered my bum and pussy but any bending would leave my bum or pussy exposed.

Still wearing the dress I went to find Tom with a glum look on my face.

"Tom," I said, "I've screwed-up again, look what I've done."

Tom looked up at me.

"Turn around."

When I was back facing him he said,

"So what's the problem Sarah?"

"It's too short, I've cut too much off."

"Have you, it looks good to me. I thought that you wanted short skirts, embrace your new freedom."

"I do, but not this short."

"Why not? It's summer, you just have to remember to be careful and not have any accidental exposures just like lots of girls do. It's not like you're going to be doing anything that men have to do."

"I suppose, and as you said, accidents do happen. Okay, I'll wear it when I have to wear something."

"Good girl."

I was a lot happier after I'd spoken to Tom and I got on with shortening the other skirts and dresses. This time doing the job properly, but I had revised my idea of how short I wanted them to be. Accidents would happen and I wanted to make my pussy tingle when people saw me have those accidents.

As I finished each one I put it on and went to show Tom. Every time he asked me if I wanted to go out wearing a skirt that short, and I'd say that I did and that people seeing me in them would make my pussy tingle, especially if I had an accident and the people around me saw my pussy. Most of the skirts and dress' are made out of very thin material and flare out, and when I put each of the newly shortened skirts on I told Tom that I felt like I just had a belt on.

Twice Tom told me that I really had become an exhibitionist because I was getting sexually aroused by the thought of people seeing me wearing such short skirts with the risk that they'd see what was at the top of my legs, and me feeling that I only had a belt on.

The thing was, I couldn't deny it, even Tom seeing me wearing those clothes was turning me on possibly more so that him seeing me totally naked.

Anyway, it got to the evening and Tom told me that it was time for my next lesson. He told me to go to my bedroom. When we got there I watched as he stripped as naked as I was then he lay on his back on the bed. His cock was starting to get hard and I nearly missed him telling me to kneel either side of his upper arms facing his feet.

It was only when I got in that position that I realised how he could eat my pussy whilst I was sucking his cock.

"Lower your pussy until it touches my mouth Sarah."

By that time my pussy and nipples were tingling a lot and my pussy was feeling very wet.

I gasped as Tom's tongue touched my slit then I remembered that I was supposed to be sucking his cock at the same time so I bent over and at the same time took hold of his now very hard cock and lifted it up so that it was pointing to the ceiling.

Down my mouth went over his cock as his tongue teased my pussy. I quickly discovered the best place for my pussy to be for Tom to work his magic with his tongue and at the same time go up and down with my head. I also discovered that it was me who was deciding how deep into my mouth and throat Tom's cock was going and I managed to get it so deep inside me that my nose was touching Tom's balls. I also found that I could support myself with one hand and caress his balls with the other.

Men's balls feel so funny, the way they move around in that sack is amazing. I kept thinking that they were full of his sperm, the sperm that, hopefully, would be inside my mouth soon.

My head kept going up and down, the end of his cock going into my throat, as Tom's tongue really did work magic on my pussy.

I orgasmed first and somehow managed to keep raising and lowering my head. Tom also managed to keep licking. I was just cumming for the second time when I felt Tom's sperm arrive in the back of my mouth and throat. How I managed to cum and still hold Tom's shooting cock in my mouth I don't know. My poor little body was jerking and shaking and I felt myself going forward, off Tom's cock and away from his tongue. My head was on the bed between Tom's legs and my butt was up in the air above Tom's chest.

After a minute or so, and I was starting to recover, Tom said,

"Sarah, your juices are bubbling out of your hole."

"Huh, are they?"

Then he slapped my butt.

"Hey, what was that for?"

"To get you off me. So what did you think of that Sarah?"

"I take it that was a 69. It sort of makes sense now. I liked it, a 2 in 1."

"Yes, we both got our rocks off."

"Can we do that again?"

"No, not now Sarah." Tom said as I pushed my body back hoping that my pussy would persuade Tom to eat me again. Instead he lifted my butt and slapped it again.

"Off." Was all Tom said, so I reluctantly climbed off him and stood on the floor and watched Tom's soft cock as he got dressed.

"Did you shave your pussy this morning Sarah?" Tom asked.

"No, I forgot."

"Did you remember to take your pill?"

"Yes, I guess that the newness of taking my pill made me forget to shave"

"Get into a routine Sarah. Since you haven't got a job yet, how about when you alarm goes off you go straight downstairs and get the breakfast ready. Then when we've all eaten you come back upstairs and clean your teeth. Then you take your pill then shave all over before getting into the shower. Do you want me to make a list for you?"

"I think that I can remember that thanks but you didn't say when I could go to the toilet."

"You can go to the toilet whenever you need to Sarah. Shall we try it this week and see how it goes."

"Okay, now if you're not going to eat my pussy or let me suck your cock can I watch that video that Mike made of me?"

"Of course you can, you don't need to ask."

"Thanks Tom, I enjoyed what we just did."

"Me too sis, we'll do it again soon. Maybe Mike will like to do it when he gets back."

"I hope so."

I went downstairs and switched on the TV. The memory stick was still plugged in to it so I was able to quickly get the video playing. Jeez, my pussy looked big. I pressed the pause button and just studied my pussy. It was the first time that I'd really studied my pussy. Of course I'd looked at in a mirror and both Tom and Mike had held a mirror for me to watch what they were doing to me but this was different.

There on the huge TV screen was my pussy bigger than the size of my head and I could see every bit of skin, every nook and cranny, where it was dry (nowhere) and everywhere where it was wet. I could even see a little bubble of my juices near the entrance to my hole.

As the camera moved a little, or was it me, I could even see into the entrance of my hole.

I pressed the play button and kept watching. It was only after a couple of minutes that I realised that my legs has spread and the fingers of my right hand were gently rubbing my pussy.

I watched myself making me cum as my right hand was doing the same thing.

I had just cum, both on the screen and in real life, and was slowly returning to normal when I heard Mike say,

"Wow sis, did you see your pussy contracting when you orgasmed?"

"Yeah, I felt it but seeing it was weird. Hey Mike, Tom showed me what a 69 is, can we do it?"

"Come up to my bedroom in a few minutes, I just need to do a couple of things first."

"Okay."

Five minutes later I went up and I had my second 69. It was nearly as good as my first but afterwards I was tired so I went to bed.

*****

On the Monday morning I followed Tom's instruction and went straight down and got the breakfast ready. I was pleased to see that all the clouds had gone and it looked at though it was going to be a nice day.

After Tom and Mike had left for work I went up to the bathroom and did things in the sequence that Tom had suggested and when I went back downstairs I'd taken my pill and my pussy felt nice and smooth. What's more, I was feeling happy.

After the housework I decided to go and lay in the sun for an hour or two.

After a while I heard Mr. Jones say,

"Morning Sarah, have you remembered to put some sunblock on?"

"Oh hello, no, I forgot."

"If you go and get it I'll rub it on you if you like."

"Thanks Mr. Jones, that would be nice, I'll just go and get it."

I did, and when I got back to the lounger Mr. Jones had come round and was standing waiting. I gave him the bottle and got back on the lounger on my stomach. As he started rubbing the cream all over my arms, legs and back we talked. Just about boring things at first then I told him that Tom had bought me some new clothes and that I'd shortened the dress' and skirts. I told him about my mistake with the dungaree dress and he told me that he's love to see me in it.

I also told him that Tom had made me cum with his tongue and that we'd had a 69.

"I remember eating my wife's pussy, so sweet and watching her pussy as she orgasmed was something that I can still remember so clearly."

"Would you like to eat my pussy Mr. Jones? Maybe it will bring back more memories."

"No Sarah, it's really nice of you to offer but I'm, too old for you. But it is a really nice thing to think about."

"Mr. Jones, you're a nice man, it would be my pleasure to let you eat my pussy, I like making people happy."

"Are you sure Sarah, really sure?"

"Yes, please eat my pussy Mr. Jones."

"Well if you're sure?"

"I am Mr. Jones."

"I'll put the sunblock on your front in a couple of minutes."

"Thanks." I replied as Mr. Jones got down on his knees at the foot of the lounger.

I have to say that Mr. Jones was very good. I wondered if his age and experiences through life had taught him how to be a good pussy eater, especially as he kept going when I reached my first orgasm. His tongue took me to a second before he finally stopped and picked up the bottle of sunblock.

Mr. Jones is good at making me tingle when he rubs my tits. I think that he must have been worried about my nipples getting sunburnt because he spent ages rubbing the sunblock on them, not that I was complaining.

He must have been worried about my pussy as well because he spent ages rubbing the sunblock on it, so much so that he made me cum again.

I could have laid there all day letting him make me cum over and over but he must have got tired because he stopped after he'd made me cum with his fingers. I think that he must have got tired because of his age.

About 30 minutes after Mr. Jones had finished and left I heard the doorbell ring. Instead of going through the house I went around the side and was confronted by the postman with another letter for Tom that needed signing for.

I'd just got settled again then the doorbell rang again. Again I went round the side of the house and was met by a delivery guy that I hadn't seen before. He had a box with some bits for Tom and the poor guy couldn't talk properly, he had some sort of speech impedi something or other, but his eyes seemed to be working properly because I saw them going up and down my naked body over and over.

As I was walking back to the lounger I wondered what it is with men wanting to look at naked women? Okay I like looking at Tom and Mike when they're naked but I'm sure that I don't stare as much as men stare at me when I'm naked.

After I got myself some lunch I went back out and this time it was the Harvey brothers and one of their mates that were staring at me through the fence at the bottom of the garden.

Terry Harvey called me over and I went and stood at the fence and talked to them. After a while one of them asked me if I wasted to climb through the fence so that we could play some games but I didn't think that that was such a good idea after Tom had told me not to go out of our garden without any clothes on so I told them that I couldn't, that Tom and Mike wouldn't like it.