Casey Without Clothes
by Xarth

Part 1

Showing off by the campfire for the sake of a crush.

It was a beautiful evening. It was a clear night, the stars were out, and the temperature was just on the chilly side of comfortable, but our campfire made it nice and cozy.

A group of us had rented a few cabins for the weekend. Just an excuse to get away from real life for a time and indulge ourselves. A chance to relax. There were six of us around the fire at the moment, with plenty more hanging out back inside one of the cabins. Plenty of friends without quite spilling over into being too crowded.

Unlike most group activities I'd been involved in, I wasn't overly concerned with who all was there and what I wanted to spend my time doing. This time I had my chair by the fire, a half-finished beer in my right hand, and someone else's hand in my left.

I still couldn't quite believe it. I'd dabbled with having a crush on Kara over the years. She was exactly my type was the problem. She was also, so I'd always thought, painfully straight. Which to be fair, unattainable through no fault of my own did tend to be my type way, way too often.

I glanced sidelong at Kara. The perfect curve of her face was artistically lit by flickering firelight, making her even more mysterious and beautiful. And I got to sit here and play handsy with her while we both got lightly, deliciously drunk.

Kara caught me staring and smiled at me, rubbing her thumb over my knuckles. I blushed and turned away to take another drink. It was no fair the way she could make me feel. I was the experienced lesbian, damn it, I should have been able to make her melt with a well-placed smile, not vice versa. Not that that's how it ever worked, and I very well knew it.

I squeezed her hand back, delighting just in being able to do such small things. Just little touches. New relationships were often amazing that way, when the smallest things could still make me giddy and feel like I was getting away with something I shouldn't. Even more so in this case, since most of the dates and minor crushes I had never went anywhere, or never turned out to be as much fun as I'd hoped.

But Kara... Kara was something special. Honestly it was a good thing I had a buzz on, because I got too nervous for my own good sometimes worrying about messing it all up before we really had a chance.

"Whatcha thinkin', Casey?" Kara murmured to me.

I bit my lip and slowly dared to meet her eyes again. "I don't want to say."

"About me again, huh?" she teased.

"Maybe."

"You're very cute when you get all shy and blushy, you know," Kara said.

Her words of course made me even shyer and blushier, as she'd no doubt intended. But she called me cute, so it was well worth it.

I clung to her hand, wanting to scoot our camp chairs even closer and lean up against her, but not feeling near brave enough for such a move. As fresh and exciting as a new fling could be, it was also kind of agonizing to try and navigate all the things I wanted to do while keeping in mind what she would and wouldn't be ok with.

"Always used to love that when you'd start dating someone," Kara continued softly. "You'd get so smiley and secretive. Or at least you thought you were being secret about it. You never hid it well."

"Was never trying all that hard," I protested. "And you did not always notice."

"Sure I did." Her thumb rubbed my knuckles again. "I know you pretty well, Case."

"Not that well," I argued. "You never knew I had a crush on you for years."

Kara cocked her head, flame glinting in her eyes as she watched me. "No, I knew," was all she said.

I must have been stupidly cute after she said that, because I knew for sure I was blushing bright red. I consoled myself with the knowledge that in our current lighting, she couldn't really see my blushes as well she claimed. Even still, I made the excuse of standing up to feed more wood on the fire just to hide my expression and pull my telltale pounding heart further away for a moment. Not that anyone could hear it. Probably. Hopefully. Bodies could be so embarrassing sometimes.

When I sat back down, Kara casually put her hand on my leg, smooth as could be. I froze, midway through reaching to take her hand again. This was better though. Much better. Did she realize? She must. But she wasn't even looking at me. Just the fire.

I did what I always did when someone was touching me in a way that I liked but I wasn't sure if they realized; I did nothing. I moved as little as possible, did my level best not to draw attention, and just enjoyed what I could get.

Kara knew what she was about, as it turned out. This I realized when after a few minutes of neither of us moving, she started rubbing my thigh. It wasn't much, but it was decidedly intimate and really quite wonderful.

There was again the vague sense that as the more experienced of the two of us when it came to touching girls, I should be the one sneaking feels of her. And often I was, though only little things here and there. She was the one really going for it. It was confusing, but in a way that I was very happy to encourage more of.

"Did you really know I liked you all that time?" I asked quietly, trying to pretend like she wasn't getting me all hot and bothered with her wandering hand.

"Yes," Kara said.

"How come you never said anything?" I asked.

"Do you tell everyone who's got a crush on you that you know about it?" she asked pointedly.

"Well... no. I guess not," I admitted. "That's fair."

Kara nodded. "Besides, I liked you as a friend and didn't want to make it weird."

I glanced at her hand on my thigh. It kept creeping toward more intimate territory, slowly but inexorably.

"Is this what happens when it gets weird?" I asked. "Because in that case I'm ok with weird."

Kara gave me a mysterious smile, all the more alluring in the dance of the firelight. "This is what happens when I realize I might also like girls, actually," she said. "And that I get to try dating someone way cooler than any of my ex-boyfriends."

"Fuck you," I hissed. "Stop making me blush so much. Goddamn."

Kara laughed softly, but her hand stopped moving. I never wanted her to stop feeling me up, but couldn't think how to articulate that in a subtle way.

"I do feel bad sometimes," she said.

"For what?" I asked.

"Like... this is new for me, and I can't promise it's what I really want long term." Kara's thumb rubbed back and forth on me while the rest of her hand remained still. "I feel a bit like I'm using you to figure out what I want."

"Oh," I said. "That. Well that's ok."

"What?"

I grinned. "I'm so charming and sexy I'll have you convinced in no time."

Kara laughed far louder than before, and much to my delight resumed rubbing my thigh.

Her laugh did, however, attract more attention from our friends around the fire. I'd been mostly ignoring them in favour of Kara's attention, but it was kind of a good idea not to forget they were there entirely.

John and Erin, another couple, remained wrapped up in each other, even more so than Kara and I. I was actually fairly jealous of how much making out was going on between them.

Alex had been in his own little world watching the flames dance, and Viv had actively been playing with the fire, using a long stick to poke at it from time to time.

There was still the rest of our group as well, back in the cabins, but they were even less on my radar than those of us currently present. We were none of us sober, as far as I could tell, and it was an easy night to forget just how social we were technically meant to be.

"You two having fun over there, huh?" Viv said from across the campfire.

Her eyes flicked to Kara's hand in my lap, so I wasn't sure whether the comment was directed at Kara's laughing or her intimate touch.

"We are, thanks," Kara said cheerfully.

I nodded my agreement while trying not to be too terribly eager about it.

Viv gazed more purposefully at Kara's wandering hand. "You gonna keep rubbing her all night or what?"

I bit my lip before I could utter the word "hopefully" out loud. I very much wasn't expecting Kara to be even hornier about it than that.

"You should see what I'd get up to if I could get in her pants," Kara said.

Alex's eyes popped with sudden interest, and I imagined I probably looked just about as startled and interested, because I was. Kara and Viv started cracking up after a minute, making me think there was some joke I was missing. Even John and Erin tore their eyes away from each other for a moment, but decided nothing exciting was actually happening. Yet.

"What would you do?" I asked.

"I'm kidding, Case," Kara said, giving my thigh a comforting squeeze.

"I'm not," I responded without missing a beat.

It was a risky maneuver, fueled by booze and the arousal that had built up due to her touch. Not something I would have dared otherwise at this stage of our budding relationship, especially with Kara of all people. There was still that fear, valid or not, that I could scare her back to boys, and that we'd remain in the same general friend-group so I'd have to face my own stupidity ever after.

The risk was calculated, at least. She was rubbing my thigh quite intimately, taking a bigger step than we had before. I wasn't the only horny one here.

Kara appraised me for longer than was comfortable, making me squirm in my seat. With her hand on me, she could feel exactly how wiggly I was, which only made it worse. Her face was inscrutable in the flickering firelight, but not overtly turned off at least.

"Only one way to find out," Kara finally said, a faint smirk appearing on her lips.

A shiver ran through me. "What's that?"

"Let me in your pants."

I looked down at myself, at her hand, at my tight jeans. "Not so easy at the moment," I said regretfully. "We could, uh, go to our room, if you want."

I was aware other people were still listening, but I wasn't passing up a chance that might be there for the sake of propriety.

Kara laughed and sat back, removing her hand from my leg in the process, to my disappointment. "Damn, I almost thought you'd take your pants off right here," she teased.

I bit my lip, butterflies darting about in my tummy. "Is that what you wanted?"

She shrugged. "Dunno, really. I'm... not really thinking ahead this evening. Just seeing what happens."

I nearly groaned. That was the sort of line I could make use of. It indicated that she was nebulously ready for something, if only I could make that something happen, whatever it was.

"You're always taking your pants off," Kara continued airily. "Going swimming, or trying on clothes, or whatever."

"Those are different circumstances and you very well know it," I said, a touch breathlessly. "It's not like I look for excuses." Mostly, I added silently.

"That's too bad," Kara said. "You have such nice legs."

She was still teasing, I was under no illusions otherwise. But the idea that she liked my legs, that perhaps she'd taken notice on those occasions--which admittedly were bound to occur with me every now and then--when I'd taken my pants off for some reason, it drove me crazy.

I wanted so badly for her to want me. I'd sort of known that in the back of my head anyway. My low-key crush had graduated to something stronger ever since she'd caught me by surprise and asked me out. I'd never assumed I stood much of a chance before that, not with an assumed straight girl. Now that I did, I wanted to seize that chance. Not by rushing into it and doing something stupid, but if she was pushing for something, even subtly and confusingly...

I slowly stood up, legs wobbly for reasons that mostly weren't beer related. "Well," I said, attempting more confidence than I felt, "if no one else minds..."

"Hehe, do it," Viv giggled.

Alex remained wide-eyed and nodded. "Yeah, that's ok," he croaked, failing even harder than me to remain cool.

John and Erin were mid-makeout, and apparently unaware anything was happening.

I turned to look at Kara, fingers already toying with the top of my jeans. She was chewing on her lip in an uncertain but really rather seductive way. She met my eyes and time froze for a moment, feeling as though it were just the two of us, all alone.

"Dare you," Kara finally said.

"Ah!" I made a shocked face though it wasn't like I'd intended to back down even before that. "Oh it's on then."

Fully watching her, trying to ignore the rest of my audience for the moment, I committed myself and wiggled out of my pants. I didn't quite dare make a show of it, though it would have been nice to entice Kara even more through my performance. I mostly just focused on getting my jeans off and kicking them to the side, next to my chair. It meant awkwardly pulling my sneakers off in the process and jamming them back on, but other than that I was almost suave about it. Almost.

Kara grinned wide as she stared at me, and the calm reverie of the night was broken by Viv giving an enthusiastic cheer.

I turned a tad bashfully to Viv and Alex's full attention, and even John and Erin were watching me now rather than each other. Viv was making the most obvious appreciative noise, but I got few other laughs or nods of approval.

It was all flattering enough in its own way. I had their interest via standing before them rather artfully lit in my layered shirts, and panties that were just barely on the right side of modest. I wore sexy underwear around Kara these days, just in case it became relevant, but I hadn't gone full slutty with my choices. That turned out to be a good decision this evening.

On the other hand, and hopefully it wasn't noticeable, I was fairly horny and wet by this point. Theoretical modesty of panties went out the window if they were visibly soaked. I was pretty sure that was the rule. I really didn't think I was in danger of that at the moment, but I wasn't as far away as would have been safe either.

Leaning in to the various applause and interest, as seemed my only real option, I gave a flamboyant bow, then settled back in my seat. I knew better than to expect all attention to slip away from me just because I sat down. If anything, I realized belatedly, sitting down might make me appear more nude than before, as my panties wouldn't really be as apparent. I might just seem to be bottomless. I'd just have to live with it, I supposed.

"You really do always find a way to take your pants off, huh?" Kara said, setting her hand back on my thigh.

"You dared me!" I said firmly. "You can't act like you aren't just as much to blame."

"You'd have done it without the dare," Kara said.

"Maybe. Doesn't matter, 'cause you did dare me."

I tried to remain collected as she gave me a mysterious, teasing smile and rubbed my leg. She was touching bare skin now, and between the slight chill of the air, the answering warmth of the fire, and the softness of her touch, I was a horny little mess of sensory excitement.

God I wanted her to touch me. Anywhere at all that she wanted. I had a few specific ideas of where she could try, but I still didn't feel like I could get away with demanding pussy rubs, for instance. Her touch on my thigh was all I was getting for now, but it was just the perfect tease, getting me all hot and bothered without the promise of anything more.

It took a while for attention to fade. John and Erin were back to their own devices shortly enough, a girl without pants simply insufficient to keep them away from each other for long. Viv and Alex kept staring--while pretending they weren't, of course--for far longer.

Even worse when Simon came puttering out from inside. He was half-drunk, same as most of us, and it took him a while to realize anything was up. He was too busy trying to set up a camp chair on a flat enough piece of ground by the fire, chatting away, and it was almost comical to follow his eyes once he finally caught sight of my bare legs and followed them up to my body and the flickering shadows kept it ambiguous whether I had any underwear on at all.

Since he didn't ask why I had no pants on, no one explained. The mystery hanging in the air left me enjoyably embarrassed. Kara's touch on my leg sent more tingles through me than before as mental and physical arousal combined into something greater than either alone.

Still, it was all something that would fade in time. I wasn't actually showing anything inappropriate, and certainly wasn't behaving interestingly enough to keep people's attention.

"Hey Case?" Kara said.

"Yeah?" I said.

"Done my beer. You mind grabbing me another?"

I stared at her, and she in return batted her eyes winsomely.

"Without my pants on?" I asked. "You want me to just march over there and grab a beer?"

I heard a strangled choking sound from Simon, who'd just had his first verbal confirmation that I had no bottoms on. He could see that well enough, but it probably had been somewhat surreal for him that no one was acknowledging the fact.

"That's right," Kara said with a sigh. "I forgot you're probably too shy and modest for such a thing. That's too bad."

I set my jaw. I knew she was playing me. She wasn't even subtle about it. Annoyingly, it still worked. "This is trickery," I said.

"Perhaps," Kara agreed.

"Is this actually worth my embarrassment?" I asked.

"You'll have my gratitude," she said.

"How much?" I asked suspiciously.

"And I'll get to watch you walk away," she added, ignoring my question.

"That sounds like a benefit for everyone else, not me," I said.

"A benefit for me, certainly," Kara said, a hint of breathiness to her voice.

I groaned. She had me and she knew it. Any chance to try and get her horny over me or desiring me was a golden opportunity. I wanted her staring at my ass, if I could get it. I needing her to want me the way I wanted her. It was an unfair situation, she was taking advantage of it, and still as I looked into her fire-lit eyes and saw the impish crook of her lips, I was ready to fall head first into her playful manipulations.

"This is what I get for trying to date a straight girl," I said aloud, hopefully pitched so only Kara could hear me. "My own damn fault."

"Not as straight as I used to be," she said, pouting prettily at the implication.

"And thank fuck for that," I said.

I pushed myself to my feet before I could think myself out of it. I drew eyes again, as I'd known I would. I drained the last of my beer and accepted Kara's empty bottle, then turned and headed toward our cabin, the main one where the more boisterous party was proceeding.

It was an effort of sheer will not to look back to see who all was watching me. This was my chance to score some horny points on Kara in particular, though I had no illusions it would be her alone. It was painful not to check that I had her attention, but it was a more powerful move if I simply walked away--hips swinging for maximum effect, of course--and acted like I already knew where her eyes were.

My choice of panties once again worked out for me. They were cute and sexy enough that I could handle multiple sets of eyes on them if need be, without being slutty enough to really embarrass myself. Certain pairs in my wardrobe would have left me emotionally unable to shake my butt at several of my friends in this way, not if I wanted to ever look them in the eye again afterward. This pair gave a bit of a show without overdoing it, and I embraced that as best I could.

Then again, the potentially six sets of eyes on me wasn't half as bad as the interior of the party cabin. I grew nervous and shaky as I approached the door, and had to stop and take several deep, calming breaths. I would have been absolutely fine, I thought, if Kara had been right next to me. Alone was a whole other story.

I pushed inside, entering the roar of music and loud conversation, such a different vibe from the campfire. Most people would be anywhere from buzzed to drunk by now, or otherwise stoned in some fashion. That plus everyone already being focused on something else meant that I escaped mostly unscathed as I weaved past friends and acquaintances toward the kitchen area.

I'd almost made it before I heard a woman gasp, then a sudden lull in nearby conversation. My cheeks burned, but I very deliberately didn't turn my head. It was a similar nigh-impossibility to not look as it had been walking away from Kara, if for different reasons, but it remained my best chance.

We had a fridge and several coolers full of ice going, all stocked largely with beer or other booze, as well as some well thought out supplies of soft drinks and waters. I deposited the empty bottles in my hand in a large, almost full bag nearby and bent to one of the coolers to retrieve another pair of beers to replace the empties.

This maneuver of mine was poorly calculated if indeed I had an audience. I recognized that only as I was standing up. Tremulously I turned back around, finding myself faced with several wide-eyed stares.

"Casey, what the hell are you doing?" Alicia asked.

I flushed but tried to smile and act nonchalant. "Grabbing drinks," I said, fully aware that wasn't really the question.

"Haha, always a reason to take your pants off," Francis laughed.

"Why does everyone tonight keep acting like this is my thing," I grumbled.

A variety of answers to my ill thought out question came back at me, one smart-ass going so far as to list three or four other occasions they knew of where this sort of thing had happened. Rather unfair, I thought, since at least two of those times had been skinny dipping, and it hadn't just been me. I might have been the first to commit, was all, but that shouldn't be held against me.

"Yeah yeah," I muttered, pushing my way back through the now more compact and difficult to navigate crowd. "Everyone's a critic."

I expected to be watched as I left, it wouldn't be anything new or unsurprising. What I fully didn't expect was getting a couple smacks on my booty as I squeezed back past the small crowd around me. I gaped at Alicia as she took the opportunity of me inching past her to even grab a handful of my butt and give it a little jiggle.

"Almost jealous of Kara tonight," Alicia whispered to me.

My expression grew even more comically shocked, judging by her giggling.

"What?" I managed, stopping short still in arms reach of her.

"Oh my god, kidding, Case," Alicia said, laughing harder. She gave me a proper shove to get me moving again. "Get back out there to her, would you? I assume the bottomless thing is for her somehow."

"Kinda," I said. "It's a goof as much as anything. I don't know if it means anything."

Alicia gave me an incredulous look. "So make it mean something. Jeez, you're acting like you never seduced anyone before. You're not fooling anyone that you're all shy and innocent all of a sudden, you know."

I moved past her, her words jumbling in my head. I got a few more gasps before exiting back into the dark embrace of the outside, cutting myself off from any more peeping friends, at least temporarily.

Alicia's advice, and indeed the ephemeral imprint of her hand on my butt cheek, remained with me as I pattered back toward the fire, and toward Kara. I didn't even think she was the only one who'd given me a cheeky spank on the way by. Some friends they were, taking advantage like that, though I did grin and get a bit of a skip in my step as I tried to be indignant. I'd always been pretty ok with girls smacking my butt, whether or not we were involved at the time. Any excuse to get them touching me, some days.

Halfway back to the fire, not a long walk, I stopped short again. Not through embarrassment or uncertainty this time, but from horny thoughts. Ways to get Kara touching me more, wanting me more. And Alicia's admonition about me failing to seduce her properly thus far. Well, I could do something about that.

I set the beers down and peeled my panties down my legs, stepping carefully out of them and stuffing them in the breasts pocket of my outer button-up shirt, currently left open. My panties were painfully wet, and I did kind of risk dripping everywhere if this trend continued, now bereft of anything to catch my arousal, but sacrifices had to be made.

I carried on back to the glow of the fire fully without any bottoms on at all, naked between socks and midriff. My outer shirt would probably have covered me a little if buttoned, but it wasn't, and my undershirt only came down to about my belly-button.

Kara still took a second to notice as I presented her refreshed drink to her. The expression on her face as she saw my pussy bared and just about on eye level with her was well worth the dawning realization from everyone else too, other than Erin and John, who were busy making out again instead.

"Your drink, my lady," I said, sitting back down with casual ease as though I had no reason to hurry back to my seat.

"Oh Case," Kara said, giving a small moan and biting her lip. "It's gonna be that kind of night, is it?"

"What kind of night?" I asked sweetly.

"You've got no underwear on," Simon blurted from next to us. "Where... what..."

"Hehe, your cooch is out," Viv snickered helpfully. "That's kind of painfully desperate, isn't it?"

I flipped her off and grumbled again as I took a long swig of beer. This would be going better without interference.

"Thought it'd be funny," I mumbled.

"Just funny?" Kara asked, just starting to regain some composure.

"And sexy?" I added hopefully.

"It is that," Kara agreed absently. "Both, even."

"Oh good," I said.

"But you know even if I was a pussy-fiend, I'm not gonna jump you right here," she said. "If that was your plan."

"It wasn't," I said. "But it is part of my elaborate seduction."

Kara rolled her eyes. "Taking clothes off isn't an elaborate seduction," she said. "It is a regular seduction, albeit typically a little later in the order of operations. Usually in the bedroom, for instance."

"Ah," I said. "I shall note that for next time. No more taking clothes off outside the bedroom."

I got a small chorus of boos for my trouble, reminding me that nothing at the moment was overly private, including--very much through my own doing--my own private areas.

"Thank you peanut gallery," I said, trying to shush them down. "But Kara has spoken."

"Well now," Kara said. "You're kind of putting words in my mouth. I--"

"Doesn't have to be the only thing I'm putting in your mouth," I winked.

She gave me an even firmer eye roll. "I didn't say you couldn't take more clothes off. Just that it's not a typical seduction plan."

"... but would it be effective?"

Kara shrugged. "Kinda working, but hard to know for sure. You probably should have picked a gayer girl for a better test."

"Hey, you're plenty gay enough for me, babe," I assured her, smirking playfully.

"Aw thanks babe," she replied just as teasingly.

"No problem babe."

"Babe."

"Babe?"

"Babe!"

Somehow that sequence ended in Kara and I moving in for a quick kiss. It really wasn't much more than a peck on the lips, but it still counted. I longed for a proper makeout session with her, something to really make me melt, but it wasn't to be just yet.

"That," Viv declared, "was painful to watch. Kara, you at least are better than that."

Kara shared a small, secret smile with me before outwardly pouting at Viv. "Babe, you hear what she said?"

"I heard babe," I said.

"It's not right babe," she said.

"Don't worry babe, I'll--"

A small flurry of thrown objects headed our way, and Kara and I shrieked, covering our heads. We had to stop being stupidly cutesy for a bit before anyone resorted to something actually heavy. There were too many bottles and rocks around for comfort.

Still, I negotiated another, slightly longer kiss out of Kara, so it kind of worked out for me. And, silly as we were being, I didn't hate her calling me babe. I could go for a slightly possessive pet name from her, if she were so inclined.

Kara and I settled down to work on our new beers for a time. Her hand returned to my thigh, and her delicate stroking was all the more exciting for the fact that I had no bottoms on now at all. Granted, my lack of panties wasn't actually helping since she was going nowhere too near my pussy, but it was still sexier for knowing that easily could if she wanted to.

Arguably I should have had a care for whether or not I'd allow her to be quite so forward while having an audience of our friends about. That would have been a joke, though. Truth was, and I was unashamed to admit it to myself, that she could do whatever she wanted in front of them. I was here for it. Even if it was something embarrassing. Maybe especially if it was.

"Thinking some evil?" Kara asked.

I carefully blanked my face, trying to hide whatever it was she'd seen. "Nooo."

"Yeah you were," she snorted. "Something about me, wasn't it?"

"... maybe."

"So predictable."

"No fair getting me horny and then teasing me for being horny," I insisted. "That's mean."

Kara looked straight at me. "Tell me you don't like it. I dare you."

I blushed and took a deep pull of my beer. I couldn't say any such thing and she knew it.

Kara kept up her flirtatious touching but left me in peace other than that long enough for me to let my guard down. She even deliberately waited until I was mid-drink to sneak her next question in.

"What were you thinking of doing to me?" Kara asked lightly and so casually that you wouldn't even know she was deliberately pushing my buttons.

I choked and didn't manage much of a graceful recovery. "What makes you think it was me doing something to you?" I asked.

She grinned impishly like my answer gave her the information she was after. "Ah, so I was right."

"Yeah, Kara, I don't know if you've noticed, but I kind of have a thing for you."

Kara glanced down at her hand on my bare thigh. My thigh that led up to an equally bare and very wet pussy. "There were subtle signs," she said.

Viv, Alex, and Simon had been chatting amongst themselves a bit. I tried to ignore them as I realized I'd regained all of their attention. Trying to speak quietly just wasn't enough to hide that we were up to something.

"Any chance you want to, maybe, go for a walk or something?" I asked.

Kara tilted her head. "Whatever for? Regretting your lack of pants?"

"Not exactly," I said. To prove my point, I stood up and stretched, letting my shirts lift up and expose more of my midriff. The eyes on me I could handle. At the moment it was the ears that were bothering me more. "Just, you know, might be nice."

Kara was still all teasing, but she accepted a hand up. "Well, we were talking earlier about roasting marshmallows. We could go find some sticks."

"That's the spirit," I said, trying to ignore where everyone's gazes were landing on me while simultaneously enjoying the effect of knowing I was being checked out.

I took Kara's hand and led her confidently away from the firelight and toward the dark and spooky woods nearby. A perfect, private makeout location if ever I'd seen one. I didn't really expect I'd get so lucky, however.

I definitely had the group's attention as I walked away. This was no panty-walk this time. I fully had nothing covering my butt other than the edge of my shirt, and I expected that added to the tease of it all rather than giving me any kind of modesty to work with. A subtle glance over my shoulder confirmed I had everyone's eyes, even John and Erin briefly looking away from each other for a moment for the sake of my show.

Horny little thing that I was, not to mention proud and happy to show off my butt on this occasion, I swung my hips at a calculated motion designed to hypnotize the sneaky pervs further without being too awfully obvious that I was doing it.

Kara seemed to know immediately what I was doing, judging from her little laugh and the way she squeezed my hand supportively. We both waited until we were out of earshot to get back to conversing.

"This isn't just an excuse to back down, is it?" Kara asked. "Getting away from everyone staring?"

"Ah! You think I'm so easily cowed?" I asked.

"Not even a little. Just checking. I mean, I saw you prancing away just now. I was pretty sure you didn't go shy on me."

"You still think I'm a showoff," I pouted.

"Case, I know you're a showoff," Kara said. "That's part of what I like about you."

"What, just because I took my pants off--"

"And panties."

"Right, and panties off," I said. "And let everyone look at me, you think I'm a showoff?"

"Correct," Kara said.

"Well, Kara, all I can say is that seems like a reasonable assessment then."

I made her laugh. I loved making her laugh. The trouble was I wanted to make her horny too, and I hadn't yet cracked the secret to that particular trick.

"You know, Casey, the first time I got a little interested in you, you were naked," Kara said.

"What?"

"Yeah. One of these friend group things. Skinny dipping. None of us had swim suits. Can't remember where we were exactly, but you were by far first to say the hell with it and just take your clothes off. It was evening, still plenty light enough out. I remember that. Some of us wanted to wait until it was darker. Not you."

My eyes widened. "Did you..."

"After it was darker, yes," Kara said.

"Fuck! I don't even remember seeing you naked," I complained. "And we were in the water together?"

"For a bit, yes," Kara said. "You were after someone else at the time, if I recall. And I had a boyfriend. But he was looking, so I thought it was ok that I was too. I've never been totally sure if I was into girls or not. That time was another small check in the yes column."

I let a wide smile creep onto my lips. "So... I kind of turned you, you're saying?"

"Case, no."

"Seeing me naked made you realize you'd been--"

"Not at all."

"--silly not to--"

"You wish!"

"--try girls, and me in particular of course. And now-- eep!"

Kara let go of my hand and cracked her palm across my butt in one smooth motion. She spanked hard, as it turned out. It startled me into silence, but also made my pussy twitch and flow, and got me all tingly inside. I waited hopefully for another, but she just wanted to shut me up, it seemed. Still, useful information.

"I know you're teasing," Kara said. "But I want to be clear. Girls are... confusing to me. I don't want to ever lead you on, Case. I really like you, but I don't know how I'm going to feel long-term, you know?"

"That's ok," I nodded. "I know what I'm getting into."

"And you're not just with me because it's fun to seduce 'the straight girl'?"

I gasped. "Perish the thought! That's a happy side benefit and nothing more."

"Case..."

"Kidding. Hey, seriously Kara, I'm kidding."

"Are you though?" Kara asked. "Because I do kind of feel like you enjoy getting a chance at me."

"Well yeah, duh, of course I enjoy that," I shrugged. "I'm a simple girl. There's a fun, cool, pretty girl around, it's nice to have a shot with her. Provided I'm not currently spoken for of course." I sighed. "I do appreciate you hopefully not being totally straight. There are altogether too many women out there I don't have a chance with."

"So it's a practical thing?" Kara asked.

"Kinda, I guess."

"But not a fun challenge?"

There was a note of something in her voice, like she was worried that she was only a side fling to me or something. It was time to nip that in the bud. I was happy to pursue women, it was really quite enjoyable in its own way, but it wasn't like it was its own reward.

"Kara, I really like you," I said. "You're amazing and beautiful, and if I enjoy that you're not straight it's because I have a shot with you now when I used to think I didn't." I moved close to her in the dark, the light filtering through the trees only barely sufficient for us to meet each other's eyes and study one another, looking for clues in our expressions. "You aren't a fun bragging trophy to me. You're someone I really hope I end up with for a while."

Kara trembled softly under my touch as I let my hands go to her hips, then up her sides, just barely under her shirt. I pressed her against a tree, getting just a little aggressive as I moved in for the slowest prelude to a kiss I could manage, giving her plenty of time to reject it if she so chose.

"How long's a while?" she asked.

"Don't know. It's never happened to me before," I said.

"You've been with lots of girls," she said.

"Briefly, in most cases. Nothing's ever lasted that long for me." I narrowed my eyes. "Is that what you're worried about? That I hit it and quit it?"

"Maybe."

"Oh Kara, no, I'm just bad at making it stick, that's all."

She laughed and finally leaned in toward me for that kiss. I felt a surge of elation that she did want to make out with me after all. I hadn't been sure this conversation had been leading there.

"I can work with that," Kara said between kisses. "I've never been great at it either."

"Last guy was a year or two, wasn't it?" I murmured.

"Yeah, that went ok, I guess. I'd like to break that record though. And maybe with a less messy breakup if it comes to that."

I grinned evilly. "We just have to not breakup. Infinite relationship, babyyy."

I made her laugh again, and maybe took advantage by slipped my hands further up her shirt. She was encouraging my exploration, though interrupted it somewhat by ditching my button up shirt for me, leaving each of my arms briefly out of commission as she slid the shirt off.

"You got a bra on under there?" Kara asked.

"Ooh, forward," I grinned.

"It would be, if you weren't already bottomless."

"Ha, fair."

"Just wondering if this li'l shirt's all you got left on," she said, teasing my remaining skimpy outfit, which was indeed just one small, tight shirt. If one didn't count my shoes and socks, that is.

"You'll just have to find out," I said kissing my way down her cheek and neck.

Kara surprised me at how eager she was. She'd never been all that bold in feeling me up. Not as much as I would have liked. She went straight for my tits this time though, confirming that I was indeed braless.

"Not as gifted as you," I mumbled, happily letting her feel my breasts. "Don't really need a bra a lot of the time."

"Must be nice," she sighed.

"That's one way of looking at it. I might have better luck with relationships if I had a bigger chest though."

Kara shook her head. "Yours are nice. I've seen them, remember?"

"Just the once you mean? With the skinny dipping?"

"More than that, Case. Remember me teasing you about always taking your clothes off? That was based on you always taking your clothes off."

"Nuh uh," I said. "I don't."

"Last summer, skinny dipping. And streaking, if I recall. Some time before that, I want to say you tried to get strip poker happening? But everyone who went along with you got drunk and stupid before it got all that far. Except you took your shirt off anyway. More skinny dipping summer before, I'm pretty sure."

I bit my lip. "You remember all the times I took my clothes off?"

"I remember several," Kara said. "You're the reason I ever thought about girls at all, you know. And it's nothing to do with your tits."

"Hey!"

"It's not mostly because of them," she amended. "It's more, like, you just get so joyful and free sometimes. Which, yes, happens to coincide with stripping off in your case. But it makes you seem brave too. And like you don't care what people think if it makes you happy."

"That's... somewhat true, at times," I said. "I'm not like a constant nudist or anything. It's just fun sometimes."

"And you like the attention," Kara said. "Especially from whichever girl you have your eye on at the moment."

"... maybe."

"I think I'd like to try being that girl for a while," Kara told me seriously. "And I'd like to see you naked more."

"Ooh!"

"But not... not in the usual way. Not for horny reasons. I mean yes horny reasons, but not for... not like how..."

She stumbled over her words and thoughts, but I was pretty sure I knew what she meant.

"Doing horny and stupid stuff doesn't have to mean going to bed together," I assured her. "Honestly it's kind of just a win for me if I'm getting you horny at all. That I and I'm enjoying myself too."

"I could tell," she teased. "The light hasn't been great for it, but I'm pretty sure I could tell you're super wet."

"Only one way to find out," I teased right back, offering her my pussy if she wanted it."

"Hm, not yet," she said. "But what would it cost me to get your shirt off?"

And leave me naked entirely, was the unspoken addition to that question. For horny reasons, and perhaps a more pure and innocent enjoyment of the situation on some level, but I was focused on the horny stuff. Couldn't help myself.

"Doesn't cost you a thing," I said. "You can have me naked any time you want."

"Don't make promises you don't intend to keep," Kara said breathily, hungrily even.

"Ha, I don't," I said.

So saying, I stepped back, pulled my shirt off in one fluid, two-handed motion, and tossed it aside. My shoes and socks followed for good measure. Naked with shoes was a vibe, and wouldn't have been the first time for me, but not a stitch of clothing was the aesthetic called for in the moment.

I stuck my hands straight up and did a few spins for Kara. I enjoyed the feel of it generally, in the relative private but not too far from other people, but in particular I enjoyed her specific set of eyes on me.

Kara gave me horny eyes in response, drinking in my nude form. It was hard to pinpoint where she stared most, what part of me I could flaunt a little more to entice her. I wasn't above some tactical seduction to help my cause.

I didn't really need to do anything more at the moment anyway. After appreciatively checking me out, Kara pressed me up against a tree--making me gasp at the rough bark on my bare, tingly skin--and hungrily made out with me.

She was pretty free about running her hands over me and feeling me up while our tongues danced, including grabbing my ass and tits a few times. I was a little more hesitant to feel her up. She didn't seem quite ready to let me have the same access to her body yet, and given my current level of success with this evening I didn't want to push my luck too far and blow the whole thing.

I was getting so stupidly wet though, and probably soaking the leg of Kara's pants where I was rubbing my pussy on her hip every time I had the opportunity. So many things I wanted to do; making out, fondling her, grinding, taking her to bed, eating her out, making her cum, making myself cum...

My head was awash with all the possibilities, leaving me dizzy and unfocused. Thank goodness Kara was aggressively kissing me. It gave me something to ground me, something I could reliably work with.

It was over all too soon. Which was to say it had been several wonderful minutes of tonguey, spitty, sloppy kisses and getting felt up, but any amount of time would have been too short for me.

Kara stepped back and looked at me, both of us panting softly. There was lust in her eyes, and a small longing. Unless of course I was ascribing my emotions to her, because I was definitely horny and looking for more.

"Should probably find some sticks," she said.

"We could," I said, recalling the reason why we ostensibly were out here in the first place. "Or, hear me out, we could make out some more."

"If you stay naked when we go back, we can play more later," Kara teased. "You'd probably--"

"Done," I said.

"Case, I--"

"Bargain accepted."

Kara put her hands on her hips. "I'm kidding, you don't have to stay naked."

"I'm not kidding though," I said. "Unless you don't actually want me naked."

She gave a small, horny moan. "Oh Case, I don't know what to do with you."

"Anything you want," I assured her.

"You'd seriously do it, wouldn't you?" she said.

"Yep," I replied in a heartbeat.

"And leave your clothes and shoes here?"

"Sure. Makes it more fun finding them again tomorrow."

I actually got her whimpering thinking about me not having anything to wear in the morning and having to come scrounge my stuff back from the woods again. Technically I had more clothes packed, but I was already planning how to 'lose' those somehow.

"See, this sort of thing," Kara said. "I don't know what to call it. You don't make me horny exactly. I mean you do," she added quickly upon seeing my face. "But you make me want to, like, encourage you. Enjoy what you're doing vicariously."

"You want to domme me?" I asked, both hopeful and playful.

"Not exactly," Kara sighed. "But maybe."

A shiver ran up my spine, a really nice and tingly one. That was interesting. I wouldn't mind surrendering a little control to her. Or a lot. Arguably I already had been doing so, if entirely on my terms. I kind of wondered what she'd want me to do if she got brave enough to ask, and whether I'd do it for her. Or perhaps how quickly and easily I'd do it, was the real question. There was precious little chance of me refusing entirely.

"You can give me orders, if you want," I offered, heart beating harder in chest.

"Orders?" Kara asked dazedly.

"You know, like lick your pussy for you. Maybe back by the fire."

"Ha, no way. That's not an order, that's just you getting what you want."

I shrugged. "It can be both."

"Fine. Look for sticks," Kara told me.

"Ugh, you're playing wrong," I pouted. Though even still, I obediently turned around and started hunting.

It wasn't the kind of command I was after, obviously, if indeed we were playing this game. But it was technically a submission of sorts to do as she said against my own wishes. I had no intention anyway of ever getting into a full domme and sub relationship with anyone, Kara included, but messing about a bit was good for some fun. Especially if I could use it to steer her where I wanted somehow.

I didn't have to do any steering at first. Kara turned the flashlight on her phone and held it as a spotlight for me to search with. It pretty quickly became obvious that she was taking advantage of being behind me while I padded around the forest floor and sometimes bent over to check a likely branch.

"You know I can tell where you're shining that, right?" I asked, bending fully over anyway since it wasn't like I minded.

"Don't know what you mean," Kara said. "Just helping."

"Helping yourself locate my butthole?"

"Pff, perv. As if."

I let her have her fun. The more she wanted to check me out, the better. I almost wanted to encourage her to take pictures if she wanted, since nudes of me on her phone would save some time and effort later. I'd want some on there at some point, after all.

"I did have something I probably should mention," I said, in between artfully and nudely posing myself for Kara while pretending to look for marshmallow sticks.

"Oh?"

"I, uh, and it's nothing really, but I kinda got felt up a little in the cabin earlier. And spanked."

Kara chuckled. "Ha, ok. Good for you."

"No, I mean like, I didn't ask for it or anything," I said. "I'm trying to say this happened and I really am not intending to cheat on you at all. That kind of thing."

Kara was quiet a moment. "Something you didn't want?" she asked. "Because we can go sort this out."

"No no," I said quickly. "It... shit, I'm explaining this badly. I didn't mind. I've never minded cute girls having a feel. Just, you know, not while I'm with someone."

"Oh, I see. Who was it?"

"Alicia," I said. "And I think maybe someone else, but I didn't catch them."

"Hehe, what a little sneak," Kara said, amused.

"You're really not bothered at all?"

"Well... I mean we're kind of back to me being attracted to you because you're you. Like we've known each other a while."

"Sure."

"So I kind of know who you are," Kara said. "What you enjoy. At least the obvious things. And I'm kind of into it. I think I really don't mind if you get a few spanks here and there. I am glad you told me though."

I stared at Kara, trying to figure her out. "Is this, like, one of those things where you think it's hot seeing me with someone else?"

"... I don't think so. Not exactly. I don't want you going off to bed with anyone, for instance. But I knew you showing off wasn't likely to stop just because we're dating," she said.

"Oh come on, I am not that bad," I complained.

"You're naked, Case."

"That's... nearly impossible to argue with," I sighed. "Continue."

"I don't know. You enjoy attention. I don't want you to stop enjoying it for my sake. I kinda like seeing you be happy and horny." Kara shrugged. "This is all very new for me. I'm trying to just go with my own flow on this, as I really don't think I can explain or understand everything adequately."

I had to mull it over a bit, and didn't really think I understood any better than she did, but I felt like I could work with what she was telling me.

"Go with the flow," I repeated, using the part of what she'd said that I could most relate to.

"Exactly."

"Wanna take your clothes off?" I asked hopefully. "It's what the flow wants."

"Haha, no," Kara said. "Not like that."

"Aw."

"I could give you a spank though, if you like," she offered.

I immediately presented myself, bum toward her, slightly bent over to make a good target. Kara hesitated a moment, then swung her hand down harder than I expected, but not half as hard as I would have liked. It was a nice, satisfying crack against my exposed ass anyway.

"Mmm, yes please," I purred. "Another?"

"Maybe when you've earned it," Kara said.

I gasped and gave her hurt eyes. "Are you quite certain you aren't trying to sneakily domme me here?"

She smirked. "Not quite certain, no."

I laughed and we kept romping around the night woods a while longer. I 'earned' a few more spanks, and managed to finagle some more makeouts, but was never quite sure what triggered her desire for either. Mostly all I could control was how much she got to check me out, which I gave her plenty of incentive to do, contorting myself all kinds of ways to show myself off. It wasn't the same as being a showoff, I maintained internally, I was only doing it for her.

The flipside was that when we made our way back to the fire, my clothes were long abandoned somewhere we'd be unlikely to find again without daylight, so I probably could have been considered a bit of a showoff at that point. I was beginning to regret doffing my shoes by then too, as sharp little sticks were no friend to my bare tootsies.

The fireside gathering had grown since we'd left. Not by much, but Alicia was there, and another guy I didn't know very well. Alicia beamed when she saw Kara and I approaching, and the boys went wide-eyed with their mouths hanging open. Viv snorted in amusement, but I caught her checking me out too.

I did my best to act casual as Kara and I took our seats, like I wasn't naked in front of a half-dozen other people. It was hard to stay outwardly calm when I was buzzing inside and my pussy was wet and needy. All the extra attention made it worse.

"We've got the marshmallows," Viv said. "Where's the sticks?"

I blanked for a second and took a pull of my half-finished, now-warm beer. I had to recall that Kara and I had ostensibly been out looking for roasting sticks.

"Oh, right," I said smoothly. "Couldn't find any."

Viv paused for a beat. "Couldn't find any sticks?"

"Right."

"In the forest?"

I shrugged. "Must be out of season."

Kara was about pissing herself trying not to laugh as I straight-face lied my way through the exchange. It wasn't like I minded anyone knowing I'd been too busy seducing Kara to remember our mission, but I was committed to the bit now.

"And your clothes?" Viv asked.

"My what now?" I replied innocently.

"You went looking for sticks, still with some clothes on, and came back without either."

I looked down at myself. "Huh. Would you look at that. Moths must be bad this time of year."

Kara was snickering fiercely, trying and failing to take cover behind her own beer, and occasionally leaning over to hide her face behind my shoulder. She was making it rather difficult to keep a straight face.

Alicia was grinning wide as she watched the exchange. Mostly watched me, really. She was enjoying herself, seemed like. It confused me a little. We'd flirted a bit in the past, but it had never gone anywhere. She was another one, like Kara, who I had always assumed leaned more straight than anything, but she was kind of confirming suspicions of not being totally straight tonight.

"Did the moths leave the lipstick on your cheek too?" Viv asked.

I fell for it, reaching up to rub at incriminating evidence before recalling that Kara most definitely wasn't wearing lipstick.

"Har har," I said.

"You were out there being naughty," Viv teased. "I knew it."

I hardly dared look at anyone for a moment. There was possibly such a thing as too much attention.

"It's my fault," Kara said, unexpectedly coming to my rescue. She took my hand, interlacing our fingers. "I wanted some smoochies. I must have been a bit of a distraction."

That was underselling it. I could get lost in her so easily. Yet the idea that she was more of a distraction than me was ludicrous, given the clothing disparity.

"Careful," Viv teased. "Between the two of you, you're going to give the boys heart attacks."

I giggled helplessly and snuggled up as close to Kara as I could in our camp chairs that really weren't made for getting cozy next to each other. I curled up at first to protect some of my vulnerable areas, but kept finding my arm drifting away from my breasts, or my legs falling open again. In trying to protect some modesty--and I wasn't even sure why I bothered--I was really probably only making myself more of a tease.

I wasn't as intensely horny as during my naked posing and makeouts with Kara, but I still maintained a steady, baseline buzz. Being with her, being exposed, having so many other eyes that could be on me at any time, I never had any real chance at peace. I was excited, I was thrilled, and I was hopeful I might get some more out of my girlfriend tonight.

What I got next from her, however, was not what I expected.

"Hey Case," Kara said sweetly.

"Yeah?"

"Could you grab me another beer?" she asked, batting her eyes.

I gaped. "Seriously?" I squeaked.

"Pleeeaaase," she added, also intensifying the cute eyes she was making at me.

"No fair," I complained. "Can I borrow a shirt, at least?"

"Then I'd be cold," Kara said, as though it was only logical.

"Your pants are right there," Alex supplied helpfully before being booed and shushed by several other people at once.

"That would be cheating," Kara and I responded at nearly the same time.

I giggled and squeezed her hand. No, I wasn't about to put any of my clothes back on. Not tonight at all, I thought. If I could have wheedled a top off of her, only temporarily, that would be ok. But nothing of my own, certainly.

"I need to go pee anyway," Alicia said. "I'll go with you."

I gave her a look, then arched my eyebrow questioningly at Kara.

"There, you've got an escort," Kara said. "What do you have to be afraid of now?"

I shivered. I was afraid of Alicia taking advantage again. Though afraid wasn't the right word, since I was kind of hoping for another booty smack or two. I was still unsure of Kara's feelings on the matter. I knew what she'd told me, but that hadn't been the clearest boundary setting of all time by any means, and just because someone said they were cool with something didn't always mean they truly were.

Still, I got urged to my feet, drawing a few cheeky whistles as I blushed and awkwardly showed off a nearly three-sixty view of my body before heading toward the main cabin and leaving everyone to stare at my butt as much as they wanted.

I did get a quick spank on my way out. From Kara, even, which was my preferred choice. Alicia somewhat behaved herself at first, though maybe only because everyone was watching.

I couldn't quite help myself from swaying my hips again as I walked away. It was for Kara's benefit, but I was well aware she wouldn't be the only one watching.

"You're horny tonight," Alicia said as we walked.

"Says who?" I asked.

"You're stupidly wet," she said. "It glistens sometimes in the firelight, depending on how you were sitting."

I couldn't argue that. "I might be," I admitted.

"You like her, huh?" Alicia said.

"I do," I said. "You, uh, weren't making a play for me earlier, yeah? Nothing like that?"

Alicia snorted. "Nah, not my type, even if I was the sort to try something."

"You smacked my butt earlier."

"Sure I did. You were wandering by with no pants on. What's a girl supposed to do?"

"Ha, alright, fair enough."

Alicia slowed her steps before we reached the front door of the cabin. "I've never seen you be quite so bold before either," she said. "I mean, you've never been overly modest, but hanging out naked in front of everyone is new."

"Kara's a bad influence," I replied promptly.

"Sure she is." Alicia shrugged. "How, uh, how does it feel?"

I hesitated. "Embarrassing," I said. "Amazing. It's a turn on, of course. I don't think I'd dare do this without Kara."

"Trying to impress her?"

"Kind of, yeah. She, uh, seems to like me naked."

Alicia fully laughed as she opened the door for me. "You don't say."

The crowd had calmed down from earlier. Partly splitting up for one reason or another, or some people just calling it a night. It was getting to be that time, I supposed. I wasn't ready for bed yet, and lots of others would be up later than me, I assumed.

There were still plenty of people to gawk at me as I shyly padded toward the kitchen area. It was only a couple at first until someone loudly announced that I was back. "Holy shit she's naked!" were the exact words.

Alicia kept some space around us, which I was grateful for, though it had the incidental effect of making me appear to be more of a protected exhibit. All I was trying to do was grab fresh drinks, but it was a spectacle all the same.

Some drunk fool cheered when I bent over, which made my cheeks go fiercely red, but I understood and vaguely appreciated the sentiment. It also led to people starting to talk again, which was better than the reverent silence of before.

As I walked back through the crowd I witness a girl playfully pulling her boyfriend away from staring at me, a few disapproving frowns--though they were still looking at me, so whose fault was it really?--but mostly various levels of interest.

Alicia was already busy repeating and exaggerating stories from outside. She got some laughs as she explained about the giant, killer moths that had wrecked my wardrobe and left me stranded nude, lucky to be alive. I smiled and shook my head at her tales, but also got caught off-guard when she fell in beside me and gave me an encouraging pat on the bum to shoo me back outdoors.

"I knew you wanted to get another feel," I murmured.

"Accidental, I assure you," Alicia said.

We were about halfway back to the fire before I realized that I'd attracted a small following. Another handful of people paraded behind me and found seats by the fire as I handed Kara another beer and sat back down myself.

It was getting to be too much for me. I kind of wanted either privacy for just the two of us, or the freedom to play with myself. Or better yet, Kara playing with me. Some kind of fun, anyway. Having to sit there and be good while my pussy ran down my thighs and butt was becoming excruciating, and everywhere I looked other than straight into the fire, someone was watching right back. I had all the attention I could want.

"Doing ok?" Kara whispered to me.

"I'm so horny," I whined back.

"Hehe, yeah, I assumed. You really get off on this, huh?"

"Not usually! I mean a little. I've never been... this is new. This isn't skinny dipping or a quick flash or streak, you know. This is more intense."

Kara nodded. "But you are getting off on it?" she repeated, her hushed words coming from right next to my ear.

I was vibrating all over, aroused and needy. "Yeah," I said. "Of course I am. Apparently it's super obvious how turned on I am."

"It kind of is," Kara agreed. "I'm mostly wondering if you want to play with yourself here, or if we call it a night."

I stared at her, horny and hopeful, then slightly disappointed as I came back to reality.

"You're not talking about having sex, are you?" I asked.

"Not ready for that, no," Kara said. "Most likely I'd watch you masturbate either way. Most likely."

I let out a little whimper. It wasn't what I truly craved, but it was still so hot. I badly wanted her to watch me now that she'd said it. I wanted to rub my pussy for her. Maybe it would seduce her. Probably not, but it might at least get her all hot and bothered too. She had to be at least a little horny by now, I just couldn't tell how much.

I looked around the now somewhat crowded circle about the fire. Our friends had taken to murmuring amongst themselves, not all staring fully at me. I was still very obviously the centre of attention though. Which was fair enough, as I was still just hanging out naked. I would have been focused on me too, in their place.

I cleared my throat, wondering if I truly dared say what I wanted to say, then found myself speaking aloud before I was ready. Like someone had briefly taken control of me.

"Does anyone mind if I masturbate?"

My words hung in the air amid the crackling of the fire. I felt elated and mildly humiliated for a moment, worried about how I'd dared to say such a thing, and now I fully had everyone's silent attention again. Judging me, I feared for a short time.

Alex, one of the first to witness this game of ours from the start, just gave me an odd look. "You know we're all here for you at this point, don't you?"

Viv was a little slower, but nodded confidently. "We've been curious what you're gonna do next. Guess we know now."

No one disagreed. It was perhaps obvious when I thought about it that if anyone here wasn't interested in my shenanigans, they'd be elsewhere by now. It remained unclear how many of the circle were horny and wanting more from me, and how many were here from sheer helpless curiousity. Either way, I probably didn't need to worry what they thought. They'd made their choices.

I let my legs fall fully open and dropped a hand down between my thighs. I got a lot of interested stares for that move, and some downright gleeful looks too. It occurred to me that I was going to be the subject of multiple fantasies after this. People would be thinking of me while playing with themselves, or their partners as the case may be.

I clung tight to Kara's hand as I touched myself, sucking in a breath at my first self-caress. Oh it was bad. I was so wet and puffy, and sensitive as all hell.

"That's it babe," Kara said softly. "Take care of yourself."

I nodded and ran my fingertip up and down my horny little slit. I couldn't bear to tease myself long, but still had to decide between a couple fingers up inside me, or going straight for my clit. I opted for the latter. This was no time for subtlety.

There were a few hushed giggles and plenty of half-heard murmurings around me as I rubbed circles around my clit. They were watching. All of them. Watching and judging, even discussing. Like I was an art project rather than a horny, smitten girl.

Kara's hand was my lifeline amidst it all. She connected me to reality and comfort while the rest of me wandered an unreal path of showing off and giving in to my needs.

I couldn't even pretend anymore like I was just being cheeky, flirty, and free. As I'd told Kara, this wasn't the same as a streak or a skinny dip. This was me being fully lewd in front of people. Masturbating with an audience. Not a large audience, but large enough to be crazy.

I moaned as I got myself more and more worked up. My clit felt so good, and I couldn't get enough. I wanted Kara's fingers on me instead, or her tongue. Even in front of our friends. I closed my eyes and pictured the two of us lost in our own world, her mouth latched onto my pussy. It was an even less likely scenario than her eating me out at all, but it turned me on so good to imagine it.

It really wasn't a long masturbation session before I made myself cum. I made embarrassing, horny noises as I came, twisting my body helplessly as orgasm overtook me and I was lost to the pleasure. Kara kept holding my hand the whole way through, while I spasmed and moaned in front of everyone.

The intensity carried me through a while, and I forgot for a blissful moment that anyone at all was watching me. I just felt good, and wanted to hold onto that feeling. As I came down, slowly and cozily, reality set back in. I realized I'd just done probably the sluttiest thing of my life, and everyone was going to know about it, even if they hadn't actually been present.

I didn't mind for now. I just felt warm and nice, and let myself relax into the afterglow.

A few people drifted away once I'd finished. Some of the boys were clearly hard, even if they didn't want anyone to notice. It was the girls I was more interested in, but they were significantly harder to figure out as to whether they were wet or not, and if they were how much.

Kara specifically would have been nice to know about. She had to be horny to some degree. She had to be. But she remained an enigma at my side. Encouraging me at every step, enjoying the night, but giving me so little to work with when it came to knowing what was really going on in her head.

She let me chill for a few minutes, and incidentally let everyone else get their fill of staring at me. Small conversations picked back up sooner than I expected, as though the oddity of what I'd done had already faded. Like it wasn't even noteworthy anymore that I remained lewdly displayed for anyone interested. It made me less shy as I collected myself, but also a touch disappointed that I could be old news already.

"Time for bed?" Kara inquired gently.

I nodded and let her haul me to my feet. She supported me back inside, one of the smaller cabins in this case, where we were sharing a room. I barely managed to clean up and use the bathroom before flumping into our room and collapsing on the bed.

Kara, naturally, was more dignified about her bedtime routine. I didn't notice at first, too busy with my whirling mind, lost in my own thoughts, but I eventually started following her around the room with my eyes. Her clothes came off slowly and deliberately in what one might call a striptease, if one were easily aroused.

She only got down to a thin shirt and panties, enough to perhaps be titillating, but that wasn't really what I was watching her for. I was still horny, I wasn't sure I could easily stop being horny at this point, but my spectated orgasm had dulled it down and left me tired.

There was more romantic seduction in her bedtime ritual than sexual. She was getting ready to sleep with me. Not have sex, not that, but at least share the bed. That was enough for me right now.

It occurred to me that I felt closer to her than ever. I'd been focused on wanting her to want me, but some feelings seemed to have sneaked up on me in the process. Something about sharing my wild streaking tonight, sharing all of that in a weird sort of way. I felt more bonded to her as a result.

Kara bounced onto the bed next to me. "What ya thinkin' about?"

"You," I replied promptly.

"Of course you are," she said.

"What, you wanted it to be something else?" I asked.

"Not as such," Kara said. "I'm just worried because... I think I want to masturbate."

My eyes lit up. "Oh?"

"No, bad girl! No horny!"

"Oh like heck," I snorted. "I'm horny whether you masturbate or not."

Kara eyed me suspiciously. "Are you going to be ok if I do? Like... without your participation, I mean."

"I see. I promise not to touch your pussy," I swore. "Tonight," I added in a low breath.

Kara heard the latter, but chose to ignore it. I curled into a comfortable position for watching her, but she cheated by scooting herself under the covers. I tried to follow her, only to get a head shake.

"You stay where you are," she said.

"But then I can't see," I complained.

"Exactly. I'm shy."

"Since when?"

"Shyer than you, then," Kara amended.

"That's... fair," I admitted.

"Plus I want to be able to see you," she said in a quiet voice.

That did it for me. I might not get to watch her rub herself like I wanted, but if she wanted to masturbate to my gloriously nude form, that was something I'd very much like to support.

I struck a modeling pose rather than a comfortable one, showing myself off yet again. Just for Kara this time. No other wandering eyes. A crowd was fun, though maybe in smaller doses, but the intimacy of just my chosen partner was better in its own ways. Not as intense and exciting, but emotionally deeper by far and more romantically rewarding.

"You don't need to show off for me right now," Kara said.

"But you wanted to watch me," I said.

"Yeah. You. Like you are. It doesn't have to be anything more than that."

"You suuure you don't want me to turn around and spread my butt or anything?" I teased. "You seemed to enjoy it earlier."

Kara shook her head. "That's not what it's about."

"So you didn't enjoy it? And didn't take sneaky pictures?"

She growled. "Only a few," she admitted. "And not of your butthole."

"Why not?" I asked.

"'Cause it's you that's interesting, not your lewd bits. Not specifically them."

I grinned. "That's sweet. I think."

I was thrilled to hear her admission that she'd taken pictures. I was curious as to how and when she'd done so. She'd had chances, but I hadn't actually caught her. It saved me sending nudes later on either way. I still would, of course, but it was a nice head start.

Kara was rummaging under the covers. Trying to get herself set up for playing with herself comfortably, mostly likely.

"Take your panties off," I said.

She blushed. "What?"

"Yeah. Take 'em off." I bit my lip. "I can't see anything anyway, right?"

"So why do you care then," she mumbled.

"I just do," I said.

Kara paused in deep thought for a moment, then decisively squirmed her limbs beneath the blanket. She held out her undies from under the blanket, long enough to make sure I saw, then dropped them to the floor.

"Happy?" she asked.

"Very," I beamed.

I snagged her near hand while it was outside the covers and twined my fingers in hers. She continued to blush furiously, but didn't let it stop her from reaching back down with her other hand and finding her pussy.

I only got to imagine what she was actually doing to herself. I couldn't see much of anything. But I could hear her little noises, and watch her face, and feel the reassurance of her hand in mine. That same reassurance she'd given to me so many times tonight.

I played with myself too, somehow more confident above the covers and fully exposed than Kara was while all cocooned beneath the sheets. I was fine if she watched me, if she saw everything. She already had, really, and I enjoyed letting her drink me in as much as she wanted.

"Caseyyy," Kara moaned.

I smiled at her. "Rub yourself, babe," I said in a low, husky voice. "Get yourself off."

She nodded. "I am."

"Good girl."

"Dooonnn't," she whined. "You're supposed to follow my orders. Not the other way around."

I slipped a pair of fingers in my pussy, gently finding my own fun spots. "Is that what you think?"

"It's better that way," Kara insisted.

"So you don't want to... rub your clit for me? Get all hot and bothered for me?" I made dirty, lascivious eye contact with her. "Cum for me?"

Kara whimpered. "Damn it, Case."

"I could help any time you want," I offered. "I could suck on your clit so good. You just have to say."

She made even hornier noises, shaking her head at my suggestions for how I could insinuate myself into her masturbation more physically, but also giving me the sexiest, most pleading eyes I'd ever seen on her, and perhaps on anyone.

"Good girl," I repeated breathily as her arm and hand moved frantically under the covers. "Keep going. Make yourself cum for me. That's it."

I kept encouraging her, kept holding her hand, and kept rubbing myself along with her. I had my fingers pressing inside me, and my palm gently teasing my clit. It would have been better with two hands, or some help from her, but I wanted to focus on her right now anyway. I could get myself off whenever I wanted. Watching Kara cum was a special event.

I cooed and murmured praise as she came beside me. Lots of the fun remained hidden by our sheets, but her face and its cute expressions were all mine to enjoy, and her fingers biting almost painfully into my hand still in her grip. I fed on having my hand crushed by hers, as it was the closest contact I could get to her while she went through her well-earned orgasm.

"I hate that that kind of worked for me," Kara admitted, panting and slightly sweaty.

I grinned. "Good girl."

"Stop saying that!" she insisted, blushing sweetly. "You're a good girl. Not me."

"We both can be."

She growled and tried to slip her hand free, but I held it still. I hadn't cummed yet.

Kara sighed. "Alright, well you better do it too."

"That's not very domme-y of you," I chastised.

She shrugged. "I'm not typically much of a domme, so that's fine."

"You do a good impression of one sometimes," I said.

"I just get horny and know what I want sometimes," she said.

"So tonight was good?" I asked.

Kara smiled faintly and rubbed her thumb over my knuckles. "That was fun," she said. "I still can't believe you went through with it. In front of everyone."

"You kept telling me to," I said.

She snorted. "And like you're so obedient you had to?"

"When I want to be," I said softly. "For the right person."

Kara flushed crimson. "Stop... stop being horny."

"Can't. Mid-masturbation at the moment."

"Well then cum already, would you?"

I smirked. "Is that an order?"

Kara glared at me, but then rolled toward me. I was caught off-guard as she moved in for a kiss, and even went so far as run a hand up my warm tummy and cup my breast. She played with my tits a little and gave me more kisses, making my pussy-play all the more urgent for me.

"It's an order," she decided. "You're gonna be a good girl now. You're gonna cum for me, and maybe you'll be able to behave yourself afterward."

"Seems unlikely," I said. "But I like the first part of the plan."

Kara tweaked my nipple, just enough of a sharp little pain to go straight to my clit and make me gasp. She was making me tingle so good, with her words and touches, and her kisses. I knew I wouldn't get anywhere asking her to touch or lick my pussy, not yet, but the image of it in my head was so hot.

"That's a good girl," Kara told me as my words became sighs and moans. "Keep rubbing your clit. Have a nice cum so we can go to bed."

I whimpered as she encouraged me and kept playing with my tits. It all built up inside me, all the pleasure and intimacy, then released in a magical moment of shaky, trembling orgasm, all beneath Kara's watchful eye and wandering hand.

She kissed my forehead after and settled back in next to me, just calmly watching and smiling a secret little smile like she'd gotten what she wanted.

I lay right where I was for a time, then eventually slipped under the covers with her. I was kind of surprised she allowed it, or indeed me cuddling naked with her while she was nearly naked herself, but I loved that I had the chance and seized it firmly while it was there.

"This was a good evening," I said.

"Uh huh. See how you feel tomorrow," Kara mumbled sleepily.

"Worst case is I'm horribly embarrassed and you have to, uh, console me."

"I don't think me consoling you is as sexy as your tone is implying."

I shrugged. "We'll see."

****

I didn't feel horrible about anything the next morning. I was slightly hungover, only slightly, and my cheeks burned to think about what I'd gotten up to the night before. But gazing at Kara next to me, remembering the way she in particular had looked at me while I'd been flaunting myself, it made everything else fade into the background. I'd do it all again just to have her interested, appreciative gaze on me for a moment.

I let her wake up in her own time. I was in no hurry to leave our bed, and I could lie there watching her sleep for hours if given the chance.

Kara woke up and smiled shyly to find me already awake next to her. She didn't allow any messing around first thing other than a few light, almost chaste kisses, but I got to perv on her when she rolled out of bed and had to find some clothes. Her lack of bottoms was a particular treat for me, and I congratulated myself of last night on my stroke of genius.

"Yeah yeah," Kara mumbled. "I know you're staring." She awkwardly bent over to grab some new panties from her bag. "Hope you're enjoying yourself."

"I truly am," I said. "Never seen your butt before."

Kara pulled her panties up with a soft snap before turning around. She still blushed, but appeared more confident now that she was covered. "I'd almost ask what you think, but--"

"Fantastic," I said promptly. "Ten out of ten, would see again."

Kara sighed. "You know, I've had this image in my head that dating another girl would be an elegant and classy affair. You're just as horny as any boy I ever dated."

I grinned at her. "You bring out the best in me. And let's not pretend you had nothing to do with last night."

"That's... fair. I knew what I was getting into." She gave me an appreciative gaze. "And it worked out for me."

"Hehe, hornygirl."

"I'm not as bad as you," she protested.

"You might be worse, if anything," I teased.

"I'm not the one who got naked in front of everyone," she said. "And happens to still be naked."

I sat up and let the sheets fall away from my bare chest, smirking at how her eyes flicked to my chest. "Right, and of course you had nothing to do with that. You're perfectly innocent in what we got up to."

"... shut up."

I laughed and bounced out of bed. My staring at her butt, her gorgeous bare butt, was nothing compared to the way she drank me in. I had more to show off, what with not having any clothes on at all, and especially in the full morning light compared to the dusk of last evening. I took my time about wheedling a temporary outfit out of Kara, and took even more time about dressing up enough that her eyes weren't permanently affixed to me.

I only borrowed a button up shirt and underwear from her, and for that matter only buttoned a couple of the middle buttons on said shirt so that my panties and cleavage were both left loosely exposed. I had clothes of my own other than the ones I'd abandoned last night, but it felt nicer wearing Kara's stuff than digging out my own. I had to assume she knew that I could have dressed modestly in my own things, and like me was deliberately evading mentioning the possibility. It was more fun this way.

We got some smiles and wistful glances as we made our way out to the small kitchen area of the cabin. There was a significantly smaller crowd to deal with first thing, as only about half a dozen of us had slept in this cabin overnight. One girl rolled her eyes and scoffed at the sight of me, but didn't actually say anything. I half wondered if she minded herself, or was just annoyed at the way her boyfriend looked at me, and the way he'd seen me naked the night before.

Kara and I got some coffee to get us going, then went out on a walk for the purposes of finding my lost clothes. I at least needed my pants back, since my phone was in them.

It felt like a casual, morning-after-sex kind of walk to me. Like just a way to spend time and be close after sexual intimacy. It wasn't far removed from that, in a sense, even if we definitely hadn't actually had sex.

My pants and underwear were right by the fire pit, so were easy to find, if a little damp from the night. My phone luckily seemed to be fine, though in hindsight it hadn't been very clever leaving it out like that. The rest of my clothes involved a giggling, meandering waltz through the woods, and made me acutely aware of how difficult it was to retrace my steps without obvious landmarks to help.

I was at least able to entertain myself by unbuttoning my shirt and letting it hang artfully down my body, only barely covering my tits with any kind of modesty, and sometimes not even that. Kara gave a wistful sigh every now and then as she looked at me.

"You're such a tease," she said.

"Am I really a tease if you can have me any time you want?" I asked.

"You still can be, yes."

We did manage to stumble across the last cache of my things, mostly because we hadn't gotten that deep into the woods last night, and if we'd just patrolled back and forth in the shallow forest a few times we would have found them sooner.

I carried my stuff in a bundle, not bothering with actually getting dressed yet. We took a roundabout way back to our cabin, tacitly agreeing we weren't done just walking and chatting yet, and we weren't quite ready to have to be sociable with other people either.

Our path carried us past the edge of a small lake. Our cabins weren't right on the waterfront, but they were close enough to be just visible from where we stood.

"I've gone skinny dipping in here before," I said, smiling as the memory hit me.

"I know," Kara said. "I was there."

I grinned at her. "You've been trying to catch me naked any time you can, huh?"

"Not trying, no," she said. "It just seems to happen around you."

"It's not that often!" I insisted. "Why does everyone keep talking like it happens all the time."

Kara shrugged. "I guess you make an impression."

I nodded. "Acceptable answer." I glanced at the lake again. "Hey, we should go in now!"

"I haven't got a swimsuit."

"We don't need suits."

Kara rolled her eyes. "Remember five seconds ago when you were complaining about how everyone thinks you're getting naked all the time?"

"This is different," I said, already shedding my shirt and panties, piling my things all in one messy bunch on the ground. "This is just us. It's private."

"It isn't," Kara said.

"It's close. It's early enough no one else wants to be up and about."

"It's after ten."

"Is it?" I said. "Damn. Well anyway, I'm going in. You do you."

I splashed into the water. It was a perfect morning temperature, warm but with just enough of a chill to be invigorating.

Kara just watched me at first with the sort of look of the owner of an exasperated puppy who wouldn't do as it was told. She did, however, glance behind her a few times.

"You promise no one's gonna see?" she asked.

I shook my head. "Nope. You know I can't promise that."

"Caseyyy."

"What? Just do it. Faster you do it, less chance someone sees you acting weird out there."

Kara growled, took another moment to make up her mind, then started ditching her clothes. "Turn around," she ordered.

"Sure thing," I said as I proceeded to not move a muscle.

It was my turn to sigh wistfully as I got my first view of Kara fully naked. It wasn't seductively done, and she was quick to get to the safety of the water afterward, but I loved every second I got and tried to etch her in my brain. My pussy woke up properly as I checked her out, asking for attention now that we were both nude.

"You were supposed to turn around," Kara chastised me fiercely.

"Oops," I said. "I forgot."

"You're horrible."

"I'm charming and whimsical, actually," I countered.

Kara sighed and let herself float up on her back, just looking up at the clear morning sky. This had the effect of showing off her tits and tummy to me, and hinting at her pussy. After being annoyed that I'd watched her strip it seemed a bit of an oversight on her part, but I wasn't about to point it out to her.

"I'm naked," she finally said.

"You sure are," I confirmed.

"It's... kind of exciting," she said.

"Isn't it though."

She flipped back down to her feet and looked at me seriously. "I don't do this. You know I don't do this."

"You're doing it now," I said. "Neat, huh?"

"You're a bad influence," she accused.

"I'm a fun influence," I corrected.

"Why am I doing this though," Kara whined.

"'Cause you got jealous of how happy and free I am?" I tried.

"Hardly."

"Of the attention I got?"

"Don't think so."

I shrugged. "You want to try something wild and crazy while we're still out here, and feel safe doing it with me?"

"..."

"Ha, that's it, isn't it?"

"No," Kara said. "Shut up. I don't even like you."

I laughed aloud and kissed her firmly. "Liar."

"Fuck, yeah. Shit, I do like you." Kara ran her hands up my bare, slippery back. "And you do awaken some things in me. I shouldn't let you, but you do."

"So much for only living vicariously through me, huh?" I said.

"So much for it," she agreed.

"I like you a little wild and crazy though," I told her.

"You like me naked and in your reach," Kara argued.

"I can like two things." I put a hand to her chest, appreciatively feeling her breast mainly, but also getting a sense of how her heart was pounding. "You're really excited, huh?"

"I'm nervous!"

"We're in the water. Even if someone sees--"

"No one better see," Kara said, squirming anxiously. "Bad enough you seeing."

I bit my lip. "But you're so beautiful."

I got to see the perfect rosy blush on her cheeks, even as she tried to hide her face from me.

"Shut uuuppp," she whined.

"I won't," I said, stealing another kiss. "I want to see more of you. All of you. As often as I can, ideally."

"'Cause you're horny!"

"Largely, yes," I agreed. "But I'd enjoy you even if I wasn't. I like you, Kara."

She squirmed some more, but naked and submerged as we were our smooth, slippery bodies rubbing together was incredibly enjoyable to me.

"Couldn't you have enjoyed me in a private setting?" she mumbled shyly.

"Could, have, and will," I assured her. "But this was fun to try, wasn't it?"

She laughed ruefully and pushed away from me, swimming about a bit. I lazily chased her, making a game of trying to get hold of her again and usually settling for getting a cheeky feel in before she darted away in a different direction again.

"How do you do it?" Kara asked in between me groping her. "Being seen by people while you're naked. Lots of people, even."

"Oh that." I stopped chasing her and let my toes touch down. "I don't know. It's exhilarating. It's kind of embarrassing at times, but it's more about the thrill. It's like... like doing something scary. Bungie jumping, or roller coasters, or skydiving. The scare is part of the thrill, and why would I bother worrying about the fear afterward?"

Kara sighed, floating up beside me. "You've probably done all those things too, haven't you?"

"Never skydived actually," I said. "Just feels risky."

She snickered. "Yeah, and you're so risk-averse."

I pulled in her to me. She allowed herself to be caught and enfolded in my arms, nestling into my watery embrace.

"I'm risk-aware," I said. "I like to know what I'm getting into. And I like to make sure my risks are worthwhile."

"Like last night?"

I grinned. "Very worthwhile."

I kissed Kara, and she kissed me back just as eagerly. I escalated, trying not to move too quickly, but wanting to take my chance. She was excited and getting super horny, despite teasing me for being horny. Outdoor, semi-public nudity could do that, as I well knew.

I liked to think a lot of her arousal was specific to me. I knew I wanted her badly, and even being aware she was a little more cautious and exploratory about our relationship than I was, all my instincts were still telling me that I was making progress on her.

Certainly Kara responded well to my touches and kisses, giving me little moans and wiggles to encourage my advances. I thought back to last night, and how badly I'd wanted to please her then but had to restrain myself. Maybe she was like me and still feeling the effects of our arousal and restraint. I wanted more, wanted to make her feel good if I could, but I didn't know how much I could get away with.

"Can I touch you?" I whispered.

"I think you already are," Kara said breathily.

"No, like really touch you," I said.

She bit her lip, giving me the cutest eyes as she processed what I meant and how she wanted to react to it.

"We're already being crazy..." she finally said.

I grinned and kissed her again while letting my hand nimbly skim down her tummy and to the treasure below. Kara gasped and buried her face in my neck as I touched her wet little pussy, running my fingers delicately along her sensitive area.

Being underwater wasn't ideal as far as getting inside her, but I didn't need to. I could do plenty just with her clit.

As a consummate professional, I worked my way calmly and gradually toward properly masturbating her. I teased her lips, ran circles around her, and only brushed at her clit at first. I got her shivering and clutching tightly to me before I started rubbing her for real.

"Case..." Kara hissed.

"I got you," I whispered into her ear. "Let me take care of you."

"You're so horny!"

I snorted and declined to argue with her. She was, after all, naked in my arms--in the lake no less--and encouraging me to play with her clit. A horny contest was going to pretty much be a tie by any metric at the moment.

What Kara didn't see with her face nuzzled to my neck, and what I almost missed entirely despite having much less of an excuse, were Viv and Alicia strolling along the trail by the lake. They seemed to have spotted us before I had seen them, and had purposefully detoured toward us. I caught them giggling as they found the pile of clothes Kara and I had left on shore, and thereafter putting the pieces together of what we were up to.

I chewed my lip, knowing that really I should let Kara know we'd been spotted, but not at all wanting to listen to that rational part of myself. Instead I put a finger to my lips, urgently trying to make eye contact with either of our witnesses.

Viv caught the gesture and smirked, though at least nudged Alicia and got her to behave as well. The two of them, the little shits, didn't move on though. They happily sat down on the edge of the water and waited.

Kara was going to kill me for this. But perhaps if I made her cum hard enough I could get a stay of execution.

I kept her occupied at the very least. My fingers knew what they were doing, dancing on her pussy and clit. I enhanced the experience with some tactical ear nibbling and some light fingernails up and down her spine. I wanted her shaking and whimpering for me. I wanted her feeling so, so good.

"You're gonna cum for me," I told her.

Not a question, a statement. A command, even. It was telling that she was so smitten with me in the moment that she just nodded and kissed my neck, not questioning me at all. I could get used to this side of her, if only I could work out how to bring it out in her.

Kara's moans got louder and more frequent as she got close. She realized she was getting noisy and tried to muffle herself against me as much as possible, but I of course could still hear everything, and I was pretty sure she was still loud enough for Viv and Alicia to catch the occasional horny noise.

"Cum, baby girl," I whispered to her. "Cum for me. Cum on my fingers."

Kara shook her head, but very soon after bit lightly on my shoulder and held there while she mewled and shook in my arms. Cumming for me as I rubbed her clit. I stayed right with her through the whole thing, treating her so good and murmuring soothing things to her until she came back to reality.

"Damn," she finally said.

"Good?" I asked.

"Very," Kara confirmed. "I'm just worried now that you'll think you can do that any time you want."

"... you're worried by that?"

She slowly unfolded herself from me, which was expected but still disappointing. "We're still figuring things out, aren't we?"

"I guess kinda."

"I don't want to get your hopes up too high too fast."

I shrugged and tried a crooked smile. "Might be too late to worry about that."

Kara sighed, but then kissed me fondly. "I was afraid of that. Anyway, let's get back before anyone wonders where we are. I'm all done with excitement for the morning."

"Um... about that..."

I was too slow to warn Kara before she turned and found Viv and Alicia watching us. She shrieked, then sunk deeper into the water so only her eyes were above the surface. That only lasted a moment before she whirled back to me and popped her mouth back above water.

"What the hell!"

"Sorry. They just kind of showed up," I said. "I didn't want to interrupt."

"They saw me cum! From you!"

I nodded. "Well yes, technically."

Kara punched my arm. "You're such an ass."

I pouted. "It's not my fault."

"You didn't tell me. It is your fault."

"You were gonna be embarrassed either way."

"I could have been less embarrassed," Kara insisted.

"And had one less amazing cum though," I pointed out.

"It was a good cum, not amazing," she said.

I snorted. "Liar."

Kara started heading toward shore. "You're not getting yourself out of this one no matter how good it was. I'm going to be annoyed at you, dammit!"

"Oh come on. It's only Viv and Alicia. They're cool. And they both saw plenty of me last night."

"That's true," Alicia unhelpfully added. "We did. And we get more this morning." She beamed. "What a great weekend."

"Well you can see lots more of her," Kara grumbled. "'Cause she's not allowed to get dressed."

I grinned as a thrill ran through me, right down to my clit. I wasn't really ready for another bout of nudity in front of everyone. Not while everyone was sober and it was full daylight out. But I was so very ready to be naked for Kara, and to obey sexy commands should she give them. I was pretty sure she was just trying to get back at me a little--even though it still really wasn't my fault, mostly--but it was still kind of fun.

"I'm not?" I asked, trying to sound nervous about it.

Kara emerged from the water, dripping wet and gloriously naked. She could have told me to do damn near anything while looking like that and I would have happily complied. "Not until we get back to the cabin," she said, wringing out her hair a little and clearly trying to pretend like Viv and Alicia weren't there.

"That seems fair," I said, emerging behind her and happily taking some attention for myself. I also benefited from water cascading down my bare body, making me all wet and shiny as I stepped back onto dry land.

Alicia smacked my butt on the way by, while Viv only watched Kara and I with a small, secret smile. Both of them remained slight enigmas as to what they really thought about last night and this morning, but I enjoyed whatever was happening.

"Mind helping me carry my clothes?" I asked Alicia sweetly.

Her lips curled up. "Really not gonna dress, huh?"

"I've been commanded not to," I said.

"Ha, right. 'Cause you're so obedient," Viv laughed.

"I am when it suits me," I said.

Alicia and Viv helped gather my things, clearly interested enough in following the action that they didn't mind carrying my stuff for me. I loaded them up with my various clothes, and my phone, and sneaked a few of Kara's things in with mine.

I was smooth enough that no one seemed to notice what I was up to until I made my final move. Kara was just in the process of slipping on her panties, her cheeks crimson as she tried not to look at anyone else while getting herself covered again. I nimbly plucked her underwear from her hands before she could step into them, then grabbed her shirt and pants off the ground too.

I was already dashing away when Kara squawked indignantly and took off after me. I grinned and let her close the distance a little, then ran as fast as I could for the cabin.

"I'm going to kill you!" Kara shouted after me. "I'm going to actually murder you!"

"Only if you can caaatttch meee," I taunted her.

Viv and Alicia were already way behind us, though I could hear them laughing at our antics. I was thoroughly enjoying myself, even though I knew I might have just gotten myself in more trouble than was wise.

Unfortunately, it also turned out that Kara could in fact catch me. She might have secretly been a faster runner than me anyway, but it could also have been the fact that I had to contend with carrying her things in my arms while she was unencumbered. Or, indeed, that she had stronger motive to move quickly. We were already back in populated territory and had attracted some bemused stares.

I braced myself to be tackled or otherwise grabbed when I heard Kara come up beside me. She just kept going though, apparently having decided shelter was more important than revenge at the moment.

My eyes locked onto her ass as she zoomed past me, and I knew whatever punishment I got from this would be well worth the memory in my head of watching her streak ahead of me, embarrassed and naked with a scattering of onlookers about. She was so damn beautiful to me, and she was downright painfully hot with no clothes on, let alone while majestically running her little heart out.

Kara burst through the front door of our cabin, just ahead of a few whistles and shouts of either appreciation or exasperation. I turned and sketched a quick bow to our audience, then laughed and darted inside as well before I had to deal with any more follow up than that.

Kara was waiting for me halfway to our bedroom, hands on her hips, frown furrowing her brow. The joke was on her, though, because without any clothes I wasn't about to be cowed by her displeasure, I was only going to take the opportunity to drink her in.

"You think that was funny?" she asked.

I nodded. "Yes."

"You... you're impossible!"

I beamed. "Thank you."

Kara marched at me, swatted her clothes out of my hands, then pressed me up against the wall, pinning my wrists back over my head. Once again, this was hardly a punishment for me. I was so ready to submit to anything she wanted of me just then.

What she wanted, it turned out, was to kiss me deeply, long enough for all thoughts to leave my head aside from her and how she felt against me.

"I'm aware this is only encouraging you," she mumbled against my mouth.

"I mean... yeah," I said.

"Don't do that again," she said.

"I make no promises."

Kara growled and made out with me some more, then backed off a little, but still kept my arms pinned. The front door swung open while we were still standing like that, and Viv and Alicia popped in with our stuff.

"Aw jeez," Viv said. "Hornygirls."

Kara sighed. "This is my life now, isn't it?"

"Hopefully," I said.

Kara let my arms drop and we followed Viv and Alicia to our room where they dropped our things off and left us to our own devices again, though both of them got some cheeky feels in on the way out. Alicia once again went for my butt, though grabbed it this time instead of just spanking it. Viv opted to bite her lip and give one of my boobs a quick feel instead.

Kara seemed amused at their caresses of my body, though yelped and glared when Alicia swatted her bum too. Soon enough we were all on our own, and this time safely in our room where there shouldn't be any intruders.

"You're such a bad influence," Kara said.

"Again, not my fault," I said.

"So you keep saying. Stealing my clothes was, though."

"Well... yeah, that was all me," I admitted. "It was fun though, right?"

Kara sighed. "It was. I'm still going to get you back for it though. You understand that, don't you?"

I smiled and nodded. "I do."

Kara pushed me into bed and clambered on top of me. Whatever revenge she may or may not visit upon me, there were more fun things to take care of right now.

I let her be on top for a while, kissing and groping me, pushing me back any time I tried to regain some control. I was only play-fighting, making it interesting without any particular desire to actually win. Kara was horny and going crazy on me, which was all I could have asked for, really.

I didn't expect her to actually rub my pussy for me, but indeed she did. I really stopped fighting back at that point, since getting fingered by her was exactly what I wanted. Her technique wasn't anything special or refined--we could work on that--but just the fact that she was doing it at all was wonderful. I didn't expect my little prank to actually work out so well in my favour.

"I'm just encouraging bad behaviour again," Kara said. "I really shouldn't do that."

"I'll be good," I lied.

Kara snorted. "I don't actually know if you're capable."

I gave her big puppy eyes. "I can be a good girl," I said innocently.

She groaned and kept fingering my pussy, eventually switching her focus to my clit and making me cum. After our shenanigans of last night and this morning, a nice cum from my girlfriend was the perfect capstone to it all, and nicely brought me down from my insane horniness.

It was kind of unclear whether I was horny from all the streaking, or whether I kept streaking because I was horny. Either way, cumming on Kara's fingers was what I needed, and mellowed me back out nicely. I felt so close to her afterward, and not just because we were lying naked together with her still on top of me.

"Can we put clothes on now?" she asked me, eyebrow arched teasingly.

I smiled up at her, stealing a kiss while I had the chance. "Almost," I said.

"Caseeeyyy," she said warningly.

I fluttered my eyelashes winsomely. "What?"

"You said you'd be good."

"I did say that, didn't I?"

She squealed as I flipped her on her back, pinning her down. She acted like she wanted to throw me right back off again, but I recognized the exact same play-fighting as I'd been doing not long ago. I stayed on top of her, enjoying her naked body wiggling against mine, and took any chanced I got to kiss her neck or feel her up.

"Your turn," I said.

"Isn't!" Kara protested.

"You want fingers or tongue?" I asked.

"Neither!"

"Fingers or tongue?" I repeated patiently.

"... tongue please," Kara said shyly.

"Good girl," I said.

"Oh shut up. Use that mouth for something more productive why don't you?"

I grinned and sank down toward her waist. "Don't mind if I do!"

Kara sighed, knowing she'd given me exactly what I wanted, but I fully intended to leave her as happy with her decision as I was. I was going to treat her pussy so good.

She was incredibly wet for me already. I declined to comment on it, as I was already pushing my luck pretty hard. She knew how horny she was anyway, even if she pretended not to.

I tasted her, enjoying her particular flavour and lapping up her excess wetness. She was hesitant, but warmed up to getting her pussy licked pretty quickly.

"You're the first girl to do this to me," Kara said softly. "Hope you appreciate that."

"You think there's any chance I wouldn't appreciate it?" I asked.

"Not really, no."

I nuzzled at pussy, then stuck my tongue as deep into her as I could. "This is all mine now."

"Ha! Cheeky, aren't we," Kara said. "I'm letting you do this once. Once, you hear me?"

I ignored her. My intent was solidly to lick her out well enough that she'd forget all about these protests of hers. I firmly believed in my ability to eat her out like she never had been before.

I wasn't even unjustified in that belief, as her little moans and whimpers suggested. It really didn't take long for Kara to forget all about trying to act aloof and indifferent to my lickies, and instead eagerly rode my tongue with ever greater enthusiasm.

"Caseeeyyy," she whined, panting with need as I got her all worked up, just the way I wanted her.

I kept licking her, building her up, and deliberately kept her right on the edge until she was desperate and clutching at me, begging for a release. I made her cum when I judged the timing just right, and made her explode hard and deep.

Making Kara cum was almost as good as a cum of my own, in its own way. I loved making someone I cared about that happy, and in particular there was a definite satisfaction in the culmination of the seduction. Not that I believed I'd fully won her over just yet, but it was a big step.

I waited where I was, just nuzzling her thighs and offering kisses to a wide circle around her pussy, not actually touching it again. When eventually she reached for me and guided me back up to cuddle with her, I accepted quickly and easily.

"Ok," she admitted. "That was pretty nice."

"Good," I said. "Plenty more where that came from."

"Ha, we'll see."

"Mhm."

"No more tricking me into getting naked," Kara said.

"We'll see," I said, turning her own words back.

"Be good," she said. "Oh who am I kidding, you don't know how, do you?"

"Not with you, I don't think," I teased.

Kara sighed. "Can we put our clothes back on yet?"

"In a minute," I purred, still enjoying being all tangled up, warm, and sweaty with her while we were naked together. "Who needs clothes anyway?"

"You're bad," she said, running her fingers up and down my spine. "Luckily I kind of like that about you."

I grinned. "I kind of like that about me too."