The Girl in the Mirror (Part 2) (Englisch) - Sexgeschichten

The Girl in the Mirror (Part 2) (Englisch)

... decided to flaunt it . . ."

Tami felt the need to pee. "Excuse me," she said to Dirk, putting her feet down and trying to heave herself up from the soft couch she had sunk into. She didn't realize how relaxed her feet had gotten, or maybe it was the nog, but after being cantilevered up by Dirk she shot up and almost fell right into Mark, who was sitting across the room right next to his girlfriend, the Sergeant of the local fashion police, Elizabeth Apple. Liz had been regarding Tami with barely disguised distaste and was stunned. As Tami put her hands up against the wall behind Mark to stop her trajectory she found her breasts were right in his face, and the naked girl could actually feel her pussy hair brush against one of his hands holding a glass of soda. "Oh, excuse me, Mark," Tami said, feeling a little embarrassed but also feeling like this was happening to somebody else. She pushed herself back and upright and tried to remember which direction the bathroom was.

Tami was enjoying the alcohol high. She felt warm and comfortable with her nudity. This was a most unusual feeling and she welcomed it. Maybe if she drank more nog she would feel it even more. But first she had to pee.

Sqatting over the toilet in the tiny bathroom, watching the stream of piss shoot out from her furry patch, she didn't remember about Charlene's bathroom door. You had to push it closed until it clicked or it would begin to creep open. Tami had forgotten to push. As the yellow stream ...

... began to die down Tami sensed a flash. Somebody must be taking pictures of the party. Then after she got up and wiped herself she noticed that the door was half open. Hmmm. Gotta close that. She pushed it closed, then washed her hands.

Tami forced herself upright, took a deep breath, and strode back into the living room. There was a slightly different buzz to the party now but it was too hard to sort out what it was. Her mind was on the egg nog. Her first attempt at grabbing the big ladle failed. Hmmm. I'm a little drunk, I'd better concentrate on doing this right. After all, I don't want to make a fool of myself. Her back to the crowd, she bent way over, her eyes right on top of the bowl, and v - e - r - y carefully measured one little spoonful, then another. It took a long time for her to fill up her glass, the whole time with her bare butt sticking up and out into the room.

As she finally stood up with a full glass she felt a hand caressing her butt. "Oh!" She turned and it was Dirk. "Sorry," he said. "You know you really have a beautiful body, if the Class of 2000 had to have a nudist, I'm glad it had to be you." At least that's what it sounded like he was saying. He stood looking down at her, his face very close to hers.

Tami remembered his foot massage. She hadn't known Dirk all that well, but now she wished she had. He was nice to give her a foot massage and he was nice to compliment her so. "Thanks," she said, burying the last of the word as she gulped heavily ...