For an entire week after the fashion show I wasn't really sure how I felt. Part of me was mortified. I'd been nude in front of complete strangers and had climaxed before more than a hundred people! On camera! How could I have ever done such a thing?

At the same time, I was thrilled. Somehow that night was the greatest night I had ever lived through. It was incredible! And thinking about it made me indescribably horny! I had paraded in front of complete strangers wearing virtually nothing while dildos wiggled inside both my pussy and my ass.

I was embarrassed and never wanted to even think about it again.

But the thought never left my mind and I masturbated several times each day as I relived those moments.

In history class on Monday I fantasized of walking through school in a sheer negligee. In the middle of Ms. Johnson's math class on Tuesday I imagined what it would feel like to have a dildo inside my pussy. I wanted nothing more than to take my shower in the boys' locker room on Wednesday after PE. Thursday I almost stuffed the banana Mom put in my lunch bag up my dripping pussy. By Friday I was a lost cause. I couldn't wait to go see Rickie the next morning.

I pedaled into Rickie's driveway at 9:30 Saturday morning. Laura's bike was already there. I didn't realize she was scheduled for this morning as well.

Rickie met me at the door and invited me in. She seemed to wear less and less every time I saw her. This morning she wore a white tank top with stretched out armholes that gave a clear view of her tanned breasts whenever she moved her arms. The neck was stretched out as well, hanging down between her breasts. And the shirt itself was cut off well above her belly button. She may as well have been topless considering how easy it was to see her breasts. Down below she wore a white satin thong that disappeared between her tanned cheeks as I followed her into the living room.

Rickie motioned for me to sit down on the couch next to Laura. She sat down in the chair across from us. As she leaned forward her shirt fell forward revealing both her breasts. As her legs opened slightly I realized that her thong was so tight that it clung like a second skin over her pussy. I could see every fold and wrinkle.

"Girls," she said, "before we begin today I need to know how you felt about the fashion show last weekend."

We were silent. And so was she.

Laura and I looked at each other. It was sort of strange, the communication that flowed through our eyes, uncertainty, not about our own feelings but about each other's. Then a sense of acceptance as we realized we both felt the same way. Followed by joy at the realization that each of us was just as horny as the other.

Grinning sheepishly I turned to Rickie and whispered, "I loved it!"

"Me too," responded Laura.

"Really?" asked Rickie.

"Yea," I replied more confidently. "It was incredible! I couldn't stop thinking about it."

"Yea," chimed in Laura. "God, I couldn't wait for today to get here. I kept wishing I could do it again!"

"I almost came right in middle of lunch the other day," I gushed.

"You too?" Laura asked, relieved. "I couldn't quit masturbating. My God I was so horny all week!"

"God, me too," I responded.

"Alright. Great!" Rickie replied.

"What about Michelle and Maria?" Laura asked.

"They were here yesterday afternoon. The reacted the same way you did," Rickie said. "Now, let's go downstairs."

As soon as we got downstairs we both stripped and plopped down in a couple of beanbag chairs. Rickie grinned.

"I think it's high time I joined the party," Rickie proclaimed as she pulled her tank top over her head and dropped her thong to her ankles.

Rickie had an absolutely gorgeous body. She was perfectly tanned, perfectly smooth, perfectly beautiful. Her breasts were small and firm with pink nipples that stuck straight out. Her pussy was completely bald. She didn't have a tattoo. Didn't have a piercing. Didn't have anything to blemish her perfect skin.

And she was totally relaxed as she sat cross-legged in front of us on the floor.

"To tell you the truth, I hate wearing clothes and I normally always work nude around my experienced models. I figure if I get to see them nude they may as well see me!"

"Now," she continued, "I want to tell you about a little known modeling secret. Do you know what many of the top fashion models do to keep that special flair they have when they're being shot or walking down the catwalk?"

We both shook our heads.

"Do you remember what Simon had your helpers put inside you?"

"Some kind of capsule," I said.

"Exactly. It was a special time released capsule that slowly releases a cream that keeps you sexually excited for up to eight hours. Do you know why Simon brought each of you to a climax?"

We shook our heads again.

"Because women develop a special glow immediately after a climax that cannot be duplicated with any type of make up. And the capsule keeps that glow shimmering for eight hours, especially when a vibrator of some sort is inserted."

"Now, we're going to be shooting some sport sequences this morning, but I really need to have that same glow on you guys, so I want you to work each other to a climax before the first sequence, OK?"

"You want us to masturbate each other?" Laura asked incredulously.

"Yes," Rickie replied. "Is that a problem?"

"Well... I... I've... you know. I've never done it with another girl before," she stammered.

"Me either," I croaked.

It felt cool to be naked down here together. And I loved the experiences I had at the fashion show. But somehow the thought of someone else I knew, a friend, touching me down there and bringing me to a climax seemed like more than I could bear.

"Relax," Rickie replied. "It's a piece of cake. Just do to each other what you do to yourselves. Trust me, you'll love it."

"Now come over here and get started."

She led us to a gymnastic mat covered with thick quilts and pillows. To one side of the mat were a variety of all kinds of different dildos and I don't know what alls. Her photography lights were set up all around it.

"You're going to photograph us?" I asked.

"That's one of the curses of being a photographer," she replied. "I have to shoot everything. Now, I'm not going to direct at all. I just want you to lay down and do whatever feels good."

Both of us just stood there, looking at the quilts, pillows, and lights. This was decision time, really. Up until now I'd simply been reliving that fashion show in my mind. Fantasizing about it. Now was the real thing. Now I had to choose. I could leave. Go home and never get to repeat anything close to that experience ever again. Or I could stay and make Laura, my friend, climax. I guess that means I'd have to make love to her, a girl. I'd never really thought about having sex with a girl before. I remembered how I felt when she was drying me off after Maria washed my hair. She almost made me cum then. And it felt great.

I reached over, took Laura's hand and stepped onto the mat. She followed with a weird mixture of meekness and eagerness.

We sat down side by side and then reclined back onto the pillows. Rickie's camera started clicking in the background.

I ran by fingers lightly up her white thighs. As I reached her crotch she opened her legs, giving me access to her shaved pussy.

I'd never really looked at another girl's pussy before, never up close anyway. It was a brilliant pink against her pale skin. I swear, Laura had the palest skin I'd ever seen. I slid my finger down her slit and was surprised that it was already moist.

She moaned gently and lay all the way back, spreading her legs.

I scooted down where I could see better. It's hard to believe how little I knew about a girl's anatomy.

Laura was fascinating. Her silky white skin puffed up between her legs, divided by a thin pink line. She was shaved completely bald just like I was. When I slid by finger down this pink line her labia opened up like a rose, revealing brilliant pink folds glistening with moisture.

Holding her labia open with my fingers I examined her inner beauty. At the top of her slit was a small button, her clitoris. I touched it softly with my fingertip. Laura moaned and wiggled at the sensation. A little lower down was the darker pink of her vagina. I guess that's what it's called. It was her hole, anyway. I slid my finger around the outside and was again rewarded with a deep moan that rolled out of Laura's half opened mouth. I ran my finger lower down and came to her pink puckered asshole. I pressed it with my finger and she raised herself for me to press harder.

I looked up between Laura's legs at her face. Her eyes were closed, her mouth half open, her hands gently pulling at her hardened nipples.

With my thumb I pressed and wiggled her clit while simultaneously slipping my middle finger into her pussy. Her hips pressed up into my hand. I rubbed her clit harder while inserting two fingers into her and rolling them around.

Laura was in heaven. She arched her back, moaning softly. I continued stroking her button and pumping my fingers into her pussy gradually increasing my speed. The faster I went the more her hips moved until she suddenly tensed and arched her back as high as she could. She reached down and grabbed my hand and pressed it into her even further as her climax erupted out of her in one long deep-throated moan.

She held that position for about 30 seconds while her entire body trembled before collapsing back onto the mat, covered in a sheen of glistening sweat.

Without hesitation, Laura rolled forward, spread my legs and began caressing my dripping snatch. We were now side by side, with her head by my pussy and her pussy by my head.

She was doing something I had never done before. Her fingers were wiggling all over my wide open pussy, caressing and touching every part of me. It felt incredible.

Laura was stretched out beside me, her breasts pressing into my side. My arm was underneath her and around her waist. With one hard pull I rolled her on top of my stomach. Her knees landed on either side of my head, her pussy right in front of my face.

Instinctively I leaned forward and sucked her clit as deep into my mouth as I could. At virtually the same time I felt her tongue twirling into my pussy.

My God! I'd never felt anything like that before, so soft, so firm, so... so... so... As my climax blew through me I actually wrapped my legs around Laura's head and pulled her tongue deep into my pussy. She later said it felt like my pussy was going to suck her tongue clear out of her mouth. My hands were gripping her ass cheeks as I pulled her into my mouth, running my tongue up and down her entire pussy. Just as my climax began to subside I felt hers rolling through her body which immediately restarted my own.

I'm not sure how long we lay there as orgasms (multiple or one long one) rolled through us. It seemed to cycle from her pussy up her body to her mouth, into my pussy, up my body and out my mouth back into her pussy. Our bodies were molded into one.

Slowly we relaxed.

Laura rolled off of me and onto her back.

The world began to come back into focus.

In the distance I heard Rickie's camera clicking away.

After a few minutes we both sat up. I now understood what Rickie had meant. Laura's face positively glowed. I figured mine was the same.

"Wonderful!" exclaimed Rickie as she squatted in front of us. I couldn't help but notice that her bare pussy looked a little on the wet side as well.

"That took a little longer than I had planned so we only have time for one real set. A sports magazine in Japan wants to run a series on gymnastics in America. Since you've both been involved in gymnastics I thought you two would be perfect. They want some pretty hot pictures, so before you girls get dressed I want you to do a couple of things to keep yourself excited. OK?"

We both nodded. I was still pretty horny. I don't think I would have had any problems staying excited.

"First, these are the same kind of capsules you had last weekend. Slip one inside each other."

We each silently took a capsule from her and slipped it into each other's pussy.

"What's this do, again?" Laura asked.

"It sticks to your vaginal wall so that it won't slide out. Then it slowly, over about 8 hours, dissolves, releasing a chemical that tickles your pussy, keeping you in an almost constant state of arousal."

She reached over and picked up two small silver eggs, a little larger than a man's thumb. She pressed a switch on they side of each and they began to silently vibrate in her palm.

"These are called magic eggs," she explained. "When turned on they vibrate at random speeds for 4 to 6 hours. They feel incredible and no one will ever know you have them in you. Put these in each other as well."

I picked one up. It was totally smooth and vibrated softly in my hand. Laura giggled a little as I pushed it deep into her pussy. She then slipped one into me.

It was the weirdest sensation! I could feel it inside me. But more than that, I felt my entire pussy vibrating. My God, it felt incredible!

"I have one last thing for you two to do before you get dressed." She handed Laura a tube about the size of toothpaste. "Spread this cream on each other's nipples and pussy. It works a little like the capsule inside you, only not as long. For about two hours it'll keep you tingling like you won't believe."

Laura squirted some onto her fingertips and massaged my breasts. Immediately my nipples pointed straight out, turning as hard as little pebbles. She then squirted some liberally into her palm and massaged it into my pussy, rubbing into ever fold and crevice, even pushing some into my asshole. I shivered as a tiny orgasm rolled through me.

When she was done I did the same to her.

Meanwhile, Rickie had gotten our leotards. I guess that's what they were. I know I couldn't have worn them to my gymnastics class. They were shiny, white, and very, very small.

As I pulled mine on I noticed that the crotch was lined with tiny little rubber fingers. I pulled it up over onto my shoulders and looked in the mirror on the wall across from me. Wow! The material was thin white lycra. Not only was it almost transparent, it clung to every part of my body. I could even see the tiny bumps around my nipples! The straps over my shoulders were so thin they were almost invisible. And the neck line! Well, it went down almost to my belly button! The only reason my breasts were covered at all was that it was so tight. As for the back, there was none. The back was open all the way down to my waist which was encircled by a thin strip of material. The bottom was essentially a thong. From my waist a triangle dropped to my crotch, about three inches as the top and about one inch at my pussy. Once it passed my pussy it narrowed to nothing more than a string as it passed up my crack back to the strip around my waist. It was pulled so tight that everything was visible. Meanwhile, every time I moved those little rubber fingers writhed against my pussy and clit.

A few weeks ago I would never have even put something like this on. Now I was so horny all I wanted to do was pose.

"OK," announced Rickie. "We'll begin with the two of you doing some stretching exercises. Just do some of the things you would normally do to get limber."

I began by standing straight up with my feet about shoulder length apart. I stuck my arms straight out from my body and moved them in little circles. Pretty boring stuff, I guess. Laura was doing about the same.

I put my feet together and bent at the waist, pulling myself down until my nose touched my knees. Rickie was squatting behind me, clicking away.

I rose, spread my legs wide, and leaned over to touch my nose to my right knee. Those rubber fingers began tickling my open pussy. I switched legs. Then grabbing each calf I pulled forward until I was bending down, looking between my legs. I saw an upside down Rickie, squatting with her legs wide up, moisture dripping from her pussy as she shot picture after picture. Looking up at me I realized that my pussy lips had completely swallowed the thong of my leotard. I thought about pulling it out and decided not to.

I rose, keeping my legs spread wide as I stretched my arms above my head. Then, lowering my arms, I slowly slid my legs out to a full split. Just as my pussy touched the mat the slowly vibrating egg inside me increased its speed. Meanwhile, the rubber fingers in my crotch were tickling me like a Chinese feather torture. I ground myself into the mat as my orgasm washed through me.

Taking a breath, I leaned forward until my chest was flat on the ground, keeping my legs split straight out to my sides. From there I lifted up and lay on my back. Rickie was now in front of me. I knew she had a clear shot of my wide open pussy since that thong had evidently decided it wanted to me inside me rather than outside.

"Wonderful," Rickie exclaimed. "I want a shot of the two of you doing that facing each other!"

I sat up and looked at Laura as she stood and came over to face me. She slid into a split about a foot away.

"No, no, no," said Rickie as she pulled a rolling ladder over to us. "I want you touching."

I sort of scooted forward until we were against each other. Rickie came over, squatted over our legs, grabbed each of our bare asses, and pushed us together until our pussies were actually touching!

"There," she announced as she stood and climbed up the ladder.

"Now, lean back onto your backs"

I stretched my arms above my head and leaned all the way back. Doing that always scoots your pelvis forward slightly. Both of us were now pushing against each other's pussies. I swear I could feel her egg vibrating!

Laura let out a moan and ground herself into me. Those rubber fingers pushed right against my sensitive clit and sent fireworks flowing through me as well. As we ground our orgasms against each other I saw Rickie above us, shooting away like a mad woman!

As we continued through the photo shoot I seemed to move through a mist of constant arousal. Miniature orgasms shivered through me as I moved.

On the balance beam I ground my now throbbing clit into against the four inch board as I performed split somersaults on it.

Rickie had me do a floor routine as well. Jumping and twirling with the egg vibrating within me and those little rubber fingers tickling me set me off yet again.

Eventually Laura and I both lay gasping on the mat, completely exhausted. I felt absolutely incredible! Looking over at Laura I realized that as these leotards got wet with our sweat they became virtually transparent. For all intents and purposes we had been performing completely nude! Truth was, I really didn't care. I felt great! I was still so sexually aroused that all my inhibitions were completely gone.

"OK, girls," announced Rickie. "I think that'll do for one morning. Let's get you out of those things."

I stood up as Rickie, still nude, came and slid the leotard off my shoulders and down my body. I shivered at her touch as she gently pulled them down to my feet. The thong made a squishy sound as it popped out of my soaking pussy.

"Spread your legs a little so I can get your egg out," she said, matter of factly.

I opened my legs as she slipped two fingers inside me and gently withdrew the still vibrating egg. She switched it off and handed it to me.

"Take that home with you, I dare say you've earned it," she said, grinning.

I smiled back as I held it in my hand.

I dressed while she did the same with Laura.

"Can we have some of those capsules and cream as well?" Laura asked, panting slightly.

"Sure, help yourself," said Rickie as turned and headed upstairs.

Laura and I both grabbed a tube of cream and a dozen capsules and stuffed them in our pockets as we followed Rickie upstairs.

That night I went to bed nude. I was incredibly horny, despite my activities earlier that day. The capsule Laura put in me during our photo session had worn off about mid afternoon. It was strange because I could actually tell that it had stopped.

I carefully shut my door and stripped, then stuck another capsule inside me followed by my little vibrating egg. Next I rubbed Rickie's cream all over my pussy and ass. God it felt great.

I quietly (sort of) masturbated to an incredible climax - actually a double climax because I came twice before sliding into sleep. I knew I should remove the vibrating egg, but it just felt too good as I slid into unconsciousness.

"Tina! Tina! Are you OK? You're having a nightmare!"

Through the haze of sleep I heard my father as he swung open my door and rushed in. The light from the hall shown in my face through the doorway. I couldn't figure out why my father was standing in my room.

"Tina, you were screaming. Are you alright?" he asked as he walked towards me.

Still half asleep, I rolled over and squinted up at him. He had frozen about halfway to my bed and just stood there staring at me.

That's when I realized what had happened. I had kicked my covers completely off. The only thing covering my body was a thin sheen of sweat. And my hand... My entire hand up to my wrist was shoved into my soaking pussy.

I felt like my entire body was on fire. I knew I'd had an earth-shattering climax in my sleep and been screaming out loud. And I wasn't through, yet. Somehow having my dad staring at me sent me right over the edge. I was more embarrassed than I'd ever been in my entire life, but that didn't seem to matter. I simply couldn't stop.

As the orgasm flooded me yet again I pumped my hand in and out of my wide open pussy and pushed my hips high into the air, arching my back. I closed my eyes, gritted my teeth. I was grunting like a pig in an effort to keep from screaming again.

By the time I settled down, the door was closed and my father was gone.

I removed the egg and went back to sleep.

I woke up slowly Sunday morning. I felt positively incredible. I simply slid casually from a deep sleep into awareness.

Slowly the memory of my father's accidental voyeurism swam out of my dreams and into my memory. My father, my own father had seen me completely naked and masturbating my brains out!

I wasn't sure what he would do. Did he tell my mother or keep it to himself? Would he or Mom talk to me about it or would he pretend it never happened?

Knowing my dad I figured he was probably too embarrassed to mention to my mom and probably wouldn't discuss it with me either. He would probably just pretend it never happened.

I felt really strange. I knew how I should have felt. I should have been mortified! I should have been totally ashamed! I should have been embarrassed out of my everlovin' mind! Instead I felt exactly the opposite. I couldn't help thinking it was the coolest thing in the world. I loved it! I loved that my own father had seen me naked in the throes of passion.

I dawned on me that I loved exposing my body to others. I loved it when Rickie took pictures of me nude. I loved walking that catwalk in virtually nothing and climaxing in front of 100 complete strangers. I loved stripping completely nude in front of my brother's best friend when he delivered pizza. And I loved masturbating in front of my daddy!

God! Was I perverted or what?!

Realizing that I was an exhibitionist opened a new world for me. I knew I couldn't simply begin walking around naked, not even in my own house. Instead, I had to work my way up, get my family used to my new openness, convince them over time that it was OK for me to be naked and then to somehow introduce sex into the whole picture. I was still technically a virgin - I'd never had sex with a man before. But the last few weeks had turned me from a naïve little 14 year old girl to a horny little 14 year old girl.