Wishful Thinking/Stripshow
From Create Your Own Story
"Strip" Lynn orders the girl.
"Huh?" The bespectacled young woman's jaw drops at the suggestion.
"The only way we'll know that you won't go squealing to anyone about what we did here is if you were in on it too." Lynn explains.
"You want me too..." The girl makes various gestures with her hands and points to us, "... with you?"
"Something like that." Lynn says, pulling up a long seat and lying down on it. "You've seen ours, now show us yours."
Lynn's commanding confidence seems enough to persuade the other girl into action. The brunette hesitantly undoes her blouse and pulls it off. Her skirt is the next article to go after some more fumbling to unhinge the buckle. She stands in front of you in a matching set of black bra and panties. Lynn's silence prods her further. She takes more time to unclasp her lacy black bra, revealing a pair of round b-cup breasts which she promptly covers with her arms. She looks towards Lynn who remains silent, then sadly slides off her remaining garment. She tries her best to cover her private parts with her arms and not look silly at the same time.
"Can I go now?" she pleads.
"What's your name?" Lynn replies.
"Brenda..." the brunette answers.
"No, Brenda, you can't leave." Lynn says. "Sure you're naked, but this IS a locker room. People DO get naked in a locker room. Brenda, I want you to rub yourself off."
Brenda just stares at the dominant blonde. "... masturbate, finger fuck, whatever you want to call it. Do it now." Brenda looks around at the rest of you for help. You're ashamed to see that you don't respond, still curious to see how this goes. "Well, do you want one of us to do it for you?" Lynn asks, getting impatient.
"No no, wait!" Brenda calls out, "I can do it." Her hand covering her nether regions presses against her mound.
She leans back against the door and spreads her smooth legs. You notice a sheen glimmer on her skin. She's sweating from all the attention and pressure and you don't blame her. She has her head down, not willing to look anyone as she molests herself. Her finger movement is barely noticeable being slow and steady. It also doesn't help that they are buried under a mound of hair. You doubt that Brenda is used to showing others the private parts of her body.
It only takes a minute before audible moaning can be heard coming from the petite brunette. The flickering of her fingers becomes more noticeable and she is now visibly massaging her left tit with her free hand. The more focused she gets, the more enthralled she is in the upcoming orgasm. She drops to her knees, rubbing more frantically now. Her back arches against the wall behind her as she tries to push her hand deeper into her cunt. Her moans become a panting as her movements become shorter and faster. Lynn eggs her on while pleasuring her own pussy. "That's a good girl. Fuck yourself hard. Work those fingers up your cunt! Fuck yourself, show us how much of a slut you are! Fuck yourself until your pussy is gushing. I want to see you cum hard for me."
The words of encouragement must have reminded Brenda that she has an audience. The realization that she's on exhibition pushes the girl past the breaking point. She gives out a shriek of orgasmic release as juices spurt out of her hole. The contents of her pussy drain onto the locker room floor, making a large puddle between her legs. She lies down in the puddle of her own juices, exhausted and not so ready to leave anymore.
"That was so hot." Lynn says, admiringly. "Still, I still see you going to someone and then deny our claims that you were with us. We'd need some sort of proof of this act."
