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What Some People Will Do
(C)2000, 2006 by Sir Render (i_am_sirrender@yahoo.com as of January
2007)

Part 17

Chapter 49

After the incident at the speed slide, Kimberly had found it 
impossible to get any decent interview material for her documentary 
because everyone had either gone to follow the two unfortunate naked 
women or was so distracted by the event that they couldn't 
concentrate on anything else.  She breathed a sigh of relief that 
everything so far had gone according to plan and that she could use 
this as the perfect cover to move on to another location for filming; 
another location which would put her in the vicinity of Brenda and 
Wynona for their next adventure.

Kimberly strolled along with them up and down a winding path through 
the trees, over the hills and down through the valleys.  They passed 
a couple of good slide attractions but they weren't interested in 
those just now.  Kimberly interviewed them about their experience and 
how they were real troopers for continuing on after such an 
embarrassing ordeal.  For his part Thomas occasionally said that they 
would prefer not to answer any more questions, but both Brenda and 
Wynona were eager to chime in with comments and answers, so Thomas 
would then throw his hands up in defeat and let them talk.

Of course that was all part of the act, as you the reader no doubt 
realize.

The eventual destination of the group was the long and winding raging 
rapids attraction which began high up on a hill and wound its way 
through the rider's choice of three courses down the hillside to a 
pool at the bottom of the valley.  They passed the entrance pool at 
the top, which had signs stating that inner tubes were required on 
this attraction and others stating that one path was fast and 
furious, another was relaxing and the third was adventurous.  Having 
no inner tubes, the women were directed to follow the cement path 
down the hillside and wait in line to get a tube from someone getting 
off the attraction.  They passed by Ivan who had made his way there 
ahead of them per their itinerary.  He was chatting up one of the 
lifeguards apparently for the right to take his big official looking 
video camera up onto one of the overlooking walkways where he could 
film almost any spot on the attraction.

"But didn't I see where you can rent an inner tube for the whole 
day?" Wynona asked, pointing back the way they'd come.

"Yeah but it's like ten bucks.  I wouldn't pay ten for it," Brenda 
replied.

"But you get five back when you return the inner tube," Thomas 
stated.  "So it's really only five bucks."

"Even then," Brenda retorted, "the shop is all the way back by the 
beach and I don't want to walk all that way."

"Fair enough," Thomas said.  "We'll have to wait in line, then."

"Maybe not," Brenda said with a wicked grin.  You can wait here.  Me 
and Wynona have other plans."

"We do?"

Brenda leaned close and whispered into her friend's ear that she'd 
seen two hot young studs with rental tubes passing them along the 
path.  She'd caught one of the guys eying her and had an idea that 
couldn't fail.  She took Wynona by her delicate hand and together 
they traipsed off to find their own adventure, completely outside of 
the schedule Thomas and Kimberly had set.  Kimberly, however, 
followed them with her camera while Thomas resigned himself to wait 
in the line for a single use inner tube

"Not so fast," Wynona complained as Brenda led her by the hand up the 
hill.  "I keep stepping on rocks."

As they reached the top of the hill near the entrance pool, Brenda 
found the guys she'd seen earlier.  They were just settling into the 
pool for another go through.  Brenda quickly looked about to be sure 
there were no lifeguards on duty around this area then waved with 
both hands overhead to the guys.  One of them was facing the wrong 
way but his friend pulled his arm and got him spun around.  They both 
waved back.

"Come on!" Brenda said, hopping into the shallow water.

"But we can't go in without tubes."

"We're about to get some," Brenda said looking back at her and 
smiling.  The gleam in her eyes was becoming familiar to young Wynona 
and she knew she would either really enjoy or dreadfully regret what 
they were about to do.  She stepped into the pool one foot first, 
then the other and waded after her friend who was now standing just a 
couple of feet from the guys.

"Hey guys, I'm Brenda.  What are your names?"

"I'm Todd," said the man with the slender, toned build and short 
brown hair with shaved sides.

"Ben," said the other, a dark skinned young man with a bald head but 
a thin black mustache.

"This is my friend Wynona."  Wynona waved silently from behind her 
shameless cohort.  "We didn't want to wait in that long line and 
thought we might... borrow you guys'?"

"Too bad we didn't get double inner tubes," commented Ben.  "They get 
mad when you try to go down two people in a single."

"Yeah but hold on," said Todd, "maybe one of us could go down with 
one of them while the others stay here, and then we'll switch."

"That sounds really hot," Brenda stated, "but you see my friend and I 
really want to go down together.  Just once, I promise.  As soon as 
we get to the bottom we'll bring your tubes right back to you."

Ben rubbed his chin thoughtfully.  "I don't know.  We paid good money 
to rent these.  I like Todd's idea better."

Brenda looked around again just to make sure they were still alone in 
the pool.  Then she said to no one in particular, "What if we show 
you our tits?  Can we both go down on your tubes then?"

"Hell yes!" Ben exclaimed.  Todd also voiced his consent so Brenda 
slipped her fingertips under the bottoms of the cups of her top and 
flipped them up, fully revealing her breasts to the wide eyed guys.  
After seeing that Brenda had already gone through with it, Wynona 
took a deep breath and pulled the half cups of her top down to push 
up her pert tits until they were free and clear.

"Damn girl!" Todd said.  "You got some tig ol' bitties."  He was 
instantly on his feet offering his inner tube for Brenda's use.

Ben was busy looking back and forth between both pair of exposed 
breasts and covering his crotch with both hands.  He was pretty sure 
his sudden raging hard-on could be seen through his swim trunks and 
worried that his head might even be showing above the waistband.

"We'll wait for you up here," Todd said, pointing to the shady open 
space near the entrance pool.  "And you can keep using our inner 
tubes all day if you keep letting us see the goods."

"We'll see," Brenda said as she stuffed her breasts back into her 
top.  Ben finally hopped up out of his tube and helped Wynona situate 
her firm ass into the hole in the middle.  Once settle in, she 
likewise adjusted her top.  Brenda blew the guys a kiss and promised 
to be back soon with their tubes.  Then down they went on the 
adventurous path.

The course led through a whirlpool area where Brenda got stuck in the 
middle and just kept spinning around.  Wynona, who was closer to the 
edge and thus whipped around to the far side of the pool had to reach 
out and grab hold of the handle on the side of Brenda's inner tube to 
pull her out.  They laughed and joked about how Brenda could have 
been there all day.

The plunge to the next area turned downward to the right and slid 
them at fairly high speed into a long but narrow area with high walls 
and artificial waterfalls coming down all around.  This had the 
effect of pulling anyone toward the down pouring water where they 
would inevitably become soaked.  Through the thin sheets of tumbling 
water Brenda and Wynona could see secluded areas carved (or in this 
case probably formed) into the rock face.  A couple of kids playing 
in this area could just be made out as vaguely human forms; details 
were lost in the blur of running water.

They let the tide take them where it willed for a couple of minutes, 
laughing and flinging water at one another like schoolgirls until the 
kids playing under the waterfalls finally decided to move on to the 
next area.  Then Wynona took her chance.  She kick-paddled her way 
over to Brenda, got in behind her and unhooked her bikini top.  Then 
she grabbed the handle at the side of Brenda's tube and spun her out 
of control.

Brenda whooped and cheered as she spun into one of the waterfalls and 
at first did not notice that her top had come off.

"Hey, you can take a shower in here," she called out to Wynona over 
the drone of the pouring water.  She slid out of her inner tube and 
stood under the fall in a hair washing pose, still oblivious to her 
exposed breasts as someone new came flying down the curved slide and 
into their area.  "Hi!" Brenda cheered as she waved to the newcomer, 
a guy probably in his late teens who was presently joined in the 
waterfall area by a girl the same age.

Wynona put her hands to her mouth and shouted, "Oh my god, Brenda!  
Your top!"

Brenda looked down, water still cascading over her shoulders and 
flying off in all directions as it hit all of her curves, and went 
stark white at the sight of her stiff, chilled nipples saying hello 
to everybody.

"Ack!" she shouted, throwing one arm up over her chest while fishing 
about in the water to find her lost bikini top.  Wynona paddled over 
and helped in the search, as did the young man until his 
girlfriend/sister/cousin/whatever scolded him for looking.  Wynona 
noted the young woman -- who actually was probably no more than two 
or three years her junior -- had a pretty impressive pair of tits as 
well so had nothing to be worried about with her guy admiring 
Brenda's.  The girl did have a bit of a roll of fat on her belly, 
though, which Wynona knew Brenda would never allow herself to have.

Under the girl's insistence, the two youths continued on their way 
leaving Wynona and Brenda to find the lost top.  Eventually it was 
found being rolled over and over under the constant force of the 
waterfall at the far end of the narrow space.  Wynona stood behind 
her friend to help her fasten it and even reached around to help her 
adjust it over her firm breasts.

"Ooh!" Brenda said, sucking in a breath of air.  "Your hands are 
cold."

"We'll have to find some way to warm them up," Wynona joked as she 
rubbed and squeezed Brenda's tits.

"A big, hard, throbbing cock to wrap them around is what you need."

Wynona took a step back and lowered her gaze.  "Yeah, actually I do."

"How long's it been?"

"Too long.  Come on, let's go!"  Wynona hopped up into her inner tube 
and kick-paddled her way toward the slide out of this area.  Voices 
were heard at the top of the slide coming into the waterfall area so 
Brenda quickly followed suit and down they went.

This next area was decorated like a tropical rain forest complete 
with trees and plants with huge leaves providing shade at various 
points and some unseen mist machines filling the area with a dull, 
warm fog.  Wynona was surprised and nearly turned over her tube when 
a big plastic frog perched atop a rock formation in the center of the 
pool suddenly blasted her with a squirt of water from its mouth.

Brenda had not seen it happen and did not believe her friend when 
told about it. "It's just a silly decoration," she said.

"Yeah, well you stand in front of it then."

"Okay."  Brenda moved hesitantly, just in case Wynona was right, 
directly in front of the frog and waited.

Nothing.

"See?  Just a decoration."

Then the frog spat another quick stream of water which hit Brenda 
right in the crotch.

"Whoo!" she said, standing up quickly and sliding off her inner tube 
which began to spin away.  "Wow, that was... that was something.  You 
know," she said with a devilish grin as she turned to Wynona, "that 
could be quite, um, fun to just sit in front of."

"You'd better grab your tube before it goes down the next slide 
without you," Wynona warned.

Brenda looked up to see her tube meandering toward said slide and 
rushed, as fast as she could in knee deep water, over to catch it.  
It was pulled to the lip of the next fall but lacked the weight or 
something to actually go over.  Brenda got to the spot and virtually 
threw herself down on top of the tub, which sent her and the tube 
over the edge and down a long, straight slide into the bottom pool 
where people were waiting in line for those non-rental tubes.

"Oh shit oh shit oh shit!" she cried as she barreled down the slope 
face first with her belly on the inner tube  When she hit the pool 
below, the world seemed to flip upside down on her and her head wound 
up under water.  Brenda kicked and flailed her arms to right herself 
in the pool, then treaded water until she got her bearings and was 
able to grab hold of her inner tube

The nature of the exit pool is that all the water from the whole 
attraction winds up there and so must be drained out and pumped back 
up to the entrance pool at the top of the hill.  The drain is a very 
large opening to one side of the exit pool with a grill over it for 
safety.  No person could possibly fit through the grill but it is an 
unfortunate fact that small items like, say, articles of clothing, 
can easily be swept through.

When Brenda managed to swim to where the pool rapidly became more and 
more shallow, she discovered her top had once again been lost and her 
bottoms were hanging about two inches lower than they should, so a 
few wisps of her brown pubic hair were displayed to the waiting 
queue.

She turned away from the wide eyes and gaping mouths to pull up her 
bottoms and look in the pool for her top, which was nowhere to be 
found.  She saw Wynona come down the slide the right way up and even 
she managed to flip over on reaching the exit pool, but her bikini 
stayed on ("Damn her," Brenda thought).

Brenda held her inner tube up over her body to use as cover for her 
bare breasts and began to scamper on wet feet up the cement path.  
Wynona was behind her by a dozen steps and was not in such a rush, 
though she could see quite clearly from the lack of a strap around 
her back that Brenda was now topless once more.  How she wished at 
that moment that she could be that inner tube clutched to Brenda's 
chest.


Chapter 50

"Hey, there's our girls," Todd said as he saw Brenda and Wynona 
coming into the open area near the entrance pool of the river rapids 
attraction.  Kimberly was there with them and had been interviewing 
them partly in the guise of filming her documentary and partly for 
the sake of their real show; asking questions about what they thought 
of the two women who'd flashed them for the use of their inner tubes.  
"I was thinking," he continued, "we might go trade these in for some 
double tubes and you can join us on all the rides."

"Yeah.  First I need to, um, get back to our locker," Brenda said 
quietly, still clutching the inner tube to her body.

"You're leaving me already?" he said with a tone of sorrow.

"I just," Brenda started and suddenly found it difficult to talk.  
She swallowed a couple of times and steeled her nerves.  Losing her 
top this last time had not been in her plans and she now had to walk 
literally as far as you could walk at this water park back to their 
locker in order to get a change of clothes.  "I just need a quick 
change of clothes."

"What do you mean?  You look great," Todd said, taking hold of his 
rented inner tube and pulled it away.  Brenda kept her grip on it, 
though, and looked at him with wide eyes.

"Can I just hold onto this for a little while longer?"

"You know Brenda," Wynona said, finally reaching them in the shaded 
area, "people can still see from behind that you're topless.

"Topless?!" said Ben.  "What happened?"

Wynona explained, to Brenda's shame, how she had first lost her top 
under the waterfall -- fully omitting the fact that she had played a 
part in that one -- and then lost it for good into the drain at the 
exit pool.

"I tell you what," Ben said taking off his light blue sleeveless 
shirt, "you can wear this back to your locker."

"Oh, what a gentleman," Kimberly said, still filming the scene.

"But only if you let me feel 'em," he continued.

"Pfft!  So much for the gentleman," Wynona said.

"It's a fair trade," Ben defended.  "You can use my top if I can have 
a quick feel of what it's going to cover."

"That sounds fair," Kimberly said, trying to be authoritative as 
Brenda's director without giving away the fact that they were indeed 
working together.  "You know, I think the focus of my documentary has 
completely shifted," she laughed.

Brenda glanced around the open area where they stood.  There was a 
wooden bench where the guys had been sitting when she arrived on the 
scene and off to one side was a small restroom shack with chicken 
wire windows about seven feet above the ground.  Three paths led off 
from the area; one down to the exit pool where they'd just been, one 
leading back to the lockers which had a steady trickle of people 
passing by on their way either to or from this attraction and another 
one winding up and off through the trees to some as yet unseen 
attraction.  This last path seemed to be deserted at the moment.

"Come on then," Brenda said, skipping lightly in that direction.  
Ben, Todd, Wynona and Kimberly followed close behind.  Brenda led 
them around a couple of bends until she was certain they were out of 
sight.  "Here you are... Todd, was it?"  She handed the tube to the 
white guy from whom she'd borrowed it half an hour earlier.

Both men whistled at the sight of Brenda's spectacular chest.  The 
cool breeze here in the shade blowing over her wet, glistening body 
made her nipples very stiff.  They stood out at least half an inch 
now like erasers on brand new pencils.

Todd reached up and copped a quick feel of Brenda's left breast.  She 
swatted his arm away saying, "only Ben gets to feel me up."

The black man stepped forward and licked his lips.  He raises his 
arms halfway up and then stopped, seemingly uncertain how to proceed.  
He looked into Brenda's eyes but she looked away.  A few seconds of 
hesitation on his part later Brenda returned his gaze, looking deep 
into his soul and seeing the uncertainty and fear he felt.  She 
smiled at him and said, "Go on."

The man's hands rose and moved forward until they covered much of 
Brenda's breasts.  He pressed his palms firmly against her erect 
nipples and began to do the Karate Kid "wax on, wax off" motion 
rubbing in outward circles to feel them against every part of his 
hands.  He then took hold of either side of her breasts with his 
fingertips and lifted them, then released and let them fall under 
their own weight.  He brought his index fingers together with his 
thumbs to lightly pinch and roll her nipples which, though dark 
against her own skin, were light between his brown fingers.

"I would like to kiss you," he said quietly.  Brenda shut her eyes 
and tilted her head back, lips slightly parted and waited.  She did 
not wait long as Ben took the hint and leaned forward to plant a 
tender kiss on her quivering upper lip.  Then he kissed her lower lip 
and sucked it gently in between his lips while he continued to tweak 
Brenda's nipples.  She moaned.

"She's pretty hot," Todd said from the sideline.

Ben slowly slid his tongue out from between his lips and licked into 
the narrow slit of Brenda's mouth. She parted her lips to let him in 
and their tongues met.

With all eyes firmly planted on Brenda, Wynona standing at the back 
of the pack felt comfortable enough to start rubbing her clit through 
her bikini bottoms.  She rubbed in small circles, slowly at first but 
quickly stepping up the pace as her arousal mounted.  Watching Brenda 
passionately kissed and fondled by a black man in a public place was 
too much for her to bare.  She slid her hand into the waistband of 
her bottoms and rubbed just around her clitoris until she felt a 
trickle of pussy juice run down her inner thighs.  She shuddered and 
moaned and hoped that everyone was still too busy watching Ben and 
Brenda make out to notice.

"I think that's enough payment for the shirt," Kimberly finally said, 
tapping Ben on the shoulder.  The man reluctantly disengaged from 
Brenda's heated body, both of them panting and visibly aroused.

Brenda, looking down at the head of Ben's penis rising above his 
trunks said, "Oh, is that..." she caught herself just in time from 
saying little, "Big Ben?"

"And there's more where that came from," he said proudly.  "So how 
about it?  Do you two want to hang with us today?"

Brenda nodded as she took the offered blue sleeveless shirt and 
slipped it over her head and shoulders.  It was far too big for her, 
though her chest filled it out well enough.  The open sides left a 
lot of her skin on display.

Thomas Hardcastle stepped up from behind everyone, startling them 
all.  "Well back to the locker, I guess," he said, rubbing his hands 
together.

"Who are you?" asked Todd, standing between Thomas and the ladies.

"It's okay," Brenda said.  "He's with us."

Ben's eyes went wide and he blurted, "Oh shit man, sorry.  I didn't 
know she was with anyone."

"It's okay," Thomas said with a smile and a wave.  "We're not 
together, we're just here together."

"So this isn't your husband?" Ben asked, turning his head toward 
Brenda.

"No."

"But you are married... or engaged."

Brenda looked down at her wedding ring and suddenly felt ashamed.  
"You noticed?  I didn't think guys ever noticed that."

"It's the first thing I look for," said Todd.  "Well, the second.  
Maybe the third."

"Is your man here today?" Ben asked.

"No, he's at work.  I'm just here with my friends."  She motioned 
toward Wynona and Thomas, both smiling.  "And yes, we'd love to hang 
out with you guys.  Maybe you can show me more of Big Ben later."  
With that she turned on her heel and started up the path.

Todd slapped his friend on the back.  "Groping a married woman in 
front of a camera.  Man, you have got the brass."  They shook hands 
and exchanged a knowing glance.

As they made their way back to the locker, Brenda had a new spring in 
her step.  Wynona walked alongside her and asked how far she would 
have let him go.  Looking at her wedding ring again, Brenda replied, 
"I don't know.  Until it started to feel wrong, I guess.  If Jim 
didn't get so turned on watching me be with other guys I'd really 
feel bad.  I still feel kind of bad about it."

"Does Jim get off on the fact that you're with other guys or just 
because he's watching you give head and getting your face creamed?"

Brenda thought that over for a minute.  "I don't know.  He used to be 
a little bit jealous when we'd go out to dinner or a club and guys 
would look at me."

"But he's okay with you swallowing their sperm?"

"Yeah.  Weird, isn't it?"

They reached the locker and, with no haste this time, rummaged 
through the backpack for a change of clothes for Brenda.  Thomas came 
up behind them and gave them new directions.

"I think it would be a good idea to take some time off from the 
slides," he said.  "Why don't you both take a new outfit and go to 
the restroom to change?  Wear the Channel 69 shirts and those shorts.  
Don't leave anything on underneath."

"Yes sir," Wynona said.

"You don't want us to change right here?" Brenda questioned.

"No, I have a better idea."

"Uh oh!" Wynona said with a wink to her friend.

They each took a white cropped t-shirt with the Channel 69 logo 
imprinted on the chest and a pair of short denim shorts with button 
flies.  As they were going to the restrooms they also each took a 
pair of flip-flops to walk on.

The restroom where Thomas and Kimberly led them was back up and 
through the food court, out almost to the front gate of the park.  It 
was that last stop before getting in the car to go home kind of place 
and few people were anywhere near it at mid-day.

Thomas told the women to stay there while he went in and checked it 
out.  They were a bit confused when he went into the men's side of 
the shack.  He returned a few seconds later declaring that the coast 
was clear.  "I want you both to go into the mens room; unlike the 
ladies it's unlikely to have a security camera making sure that the 
opposite sex doesn't go in.  I want you to stand out in the open in 
front of the sinks and mirrors and take off your bikinis.  Brenda, 
you'll of course give that guy his top back.  In fact, offer your 
bikinis to the guys.  Let them have them as souvenirs.  Okay, then 
put on the shorts and shirts with nothing on underneath.  Kimberly, 
you go in first and maybe hide in one of the stalls to get a sort of 
candid shot of the scene."

"You want me to go into a mens restroom stall?" Kimberly said with a 
look of disgust.

"It's no worse at a place like this than the womens stall is likely 
to be," Brenda put in.

Kimberly shrugged and went in first.  Brenda and Wynona followed 
twenty seconds later, giving Kimberly time to get set up.  Thomas 
gave them another half a minute to get undressed before sending in 
Ben and Todd, both of whom were growing a bit suspicious and 
uncertain about Thomas' role in all of this.  He finally confided in 
them, quietly, that they were filming a cable television show where 
the women take dares to do sexy things in public.  "Try to act normal 
for the camera.  Act like you don't know they're in there."

The guys entered the restroom to find the women just stepping out of 
their bottoms, their tops both on glorious full display.

"Oh, uh... excuse us," Todd said in an overly dramatic voice.  "We 
didn't know anyone was in here."

"Oh it's alright," Brenda cooed, handing the light blue sleeveless 
top to Ben who hung it over his shoulder.

"This is the mens room," Ben said.

"Yes, we know," Brenda answered,  not understanding why the guys were 
playing dumb.

"Well that's alright with me if it's alright with you," Ben returned.

The guys stood and watched as both beautiful young woman stood before 
the mirrors completely naked save for their flip-flops and then 
stepped into their denim shorts.  Both women put their left leg 
through first, then their right.  They watched each other and pulled 
the shorts up their slender legs in unison.  Brenda buttoned her fly 
but Wynona left her hanging open and reached for her shirt.

Brenda's top was too tight and Wynona's a little too loose.  "I think 
you have mine," Brenda said, squeezing herself out of the tight top 
and handing it over to Wynona who returned the favor.  Both women 
stood again topless for a moment, facing each other, then slipped 
into their tops.  "Ah yes, this fits much better," Brenda said.

"Do you always have to be so down on my boobs?" Wynona asked.

"Baby, you know I love your tits," Brenda said, stepping forward and 
sliding an arm around Wynona's waist.  She leaned in close and kissed 
Wynona lightly on the lips.  It was electrifying just like the first 
day they'd met when Wynona's gentle touch had sparked intense, 
boiling lust in Brenda.  She swept Wynona's purple hair back over her 
left ear and traced the curve of her earlobe, then locked lips with 
her young friend and snogged the daylights out of her.

"Big Ben's gonna ring," the black man said with a strained voice.


Chapter 51

After changing clothes in the mens restroom, Wynona and Brenda were 
invited to lunch by Ben and Todd who showed the ladies to a concrete 
table with four curved bench seats out on the sunny part of the 
veranda looking over the beach and tide pool below.  Kimberly stayed 
with them while the guys went to order food.  Thomas went off on his 
own to find the rest of the film crew and see what kind of shots 
they'd gotten of Brenda and Wynona.

"I need to know how far you'll both go with these guys," Kimberly 
said.  "The rest of our shooting today will depend on it."

Wynona said, "Maybe we can take them up on the offer of the double 
tubs and go on some slides in pairs; let them feel us up on the way 
down."

"The problem with that is we can't have the cameras everywhere to 
film that."

"I don't care about the cameras," she replied.  "I want their hands 
on me."

Brenda stared at her.  "Wynona!  The devil awakes.  Go girl."

"I got so hot watching that guy grope you," Wynona admitted.  "I was 
standing back playing with myself."

"You were not!" Brenda shouted a little too loud, then clamped her 
hand over her mouth.

"I did.  And I came."

"You just want to get Big Ben wrapped in your hot little hands," 
Brenda teased.

"And a few other places," Wynona said, licking her lips.

"My god, I've never seen you like this."

Kimberly asked, "So how far are you really willing to let it go?"

"If they have condoms," Wynona said, "I'll go all the way today.  If 
not, then just a blow job."

"And you Brenda?"

Brenda looked again at her wedding ring held out below the table top 
where the camera could not see it.  To this point, save for that one 
mistake in the big city mall parking lot, Brenda had not let any man 
other than her husband Jim fuck her.  Could she go that far today?  
She was certainly hot for it, but the bigger question was could she 
live with herself if she did and would Jim still approve of her work 
if she let it go that far?

"We'll see how things develop," Brenda said after a moment.

Todd and Ben returned with hot dogs and fries in cardboard boxes and 
another cardboard drink carrier with four medium sodas.

"We guessed you girls probably drink diet," Todd said, placing the 
drinks in front of them.

"Don't I get one?" asked Kimberly.

"You can have mine, Brenda said.  "Wyn and I can share."

"Yeah, sorry.  We didn't think you were still going to be here," Ben 
apologized to Kimberly.

"I kind of didn't think any of you would still be here," Todd said.  
"Glad to see I was wrong, though."

As they began to eat, Todd commented, "There's just something about a 
woman eating a hot dog."

Wynona wiped her mouth with her napkin and then asked, "Have you got 
something else I can put in my mouth?"

Ben spat out his French fries and started coughing uncontrollably.  
"Sorry," he said at last, pounding his fist against his chest.  "Just 
went down the wrong pipe."

"Speaking of going down," Wynona said as she took another bite of her 
hot dog.

Ben was sitting closes to Wynona while Kimberly was between Brenda 
and Todd.  Brenda asked him to come around and sit right by her.  
Todd need no encouragement and was snuggled up right next to Brenda 
in no time.

"By the way," Kimberly asked suddenly, "you guys are at least 
eighteen, right?"

"Uh, yeah," Todd said.  "I'm twenty-three."

"Twenty-two," Ben said.

Brenda pulled up her cropped tee on one side and let her left breast 
fall out.  Then she took Todd's hand and guided it to cover her 
exposure.  He was only too happy to oblige, completely forgetting 
about food.  His hunger was now of a different kind and by the warmth 
spreading through Brenda's body he guessed she was feeling the same.

Wynona saw what her friend was doing and took Ben's hand in hers.  
Her very pale white skin against his dark brown skin was quite a 
contrast and she just stared at their hands for a moment wondering 
what she would look like getting screwed by a black man.  She then 
guided his hand to the still open fly of her denim shorts and pushed 
his fingers down over her bald pubic mound until she felt his 
fingertips on her clitoral hood.

Kimberly had her camcorder sitting on top of the table filming Todd's 
hand massaging Brenda's breast.  She let that go on for around a 
minute before moving the camera down between her legs to try and get 
a shot of what Ben and Wynona were doing under the table.  She had to 
turn on the night vision feature to amplify the light and watched in 
the little LCD view screen as the man's fingers slid slowly up and 
down along Wynona's pussy lips inside her shorts.

"You know," Ben said, "our cars are just outside.  Maybe we should 
continue this there."

"Great idea!" Brenda chimed, pushing Todd's hand away and pulling 
down her top.  He cupped her tit again through the shirt but she 
smacked him away again.  "Not until we're outside," she said with a 
smile.

When Ben withdrew his hand from Wynona's shorts he had a thin film of 
slippery liquid between his index and middle finger.  Wynona, raging 
hormones taking complete control of her, closed her lips around his 
fingers and licked off her own juices.

"That's fucking hot," Ben said.  He stood and scooped Wynona up in 
his arms, one around her shoulders and the other under her knees, and 
carried her off toward the front gate.  Brenda followed a few steps 
behind and Todd stayed precisely one step behind her, their bodies no 
more than two inches apart as they walked.

Kimberly saw Thomas and Ivan coming across the veranda and waved to 
them to follow.

At the gate Ben had to set Wynona on her feet so they could all get 
their hands stamped for re-entry.  Wynona cooed, "I'm sure there's 
going to be a lot of reentry."

They walked boy-girl-boy-girl with their arms around each other out 
to Todd's old Toyota 4Runner.  "Inside or outside?  Makes no 
difference to me," he said.

"First a couple of ground rules," Brenda said, having more of her 
wits about her than Wynona who was already pulling her shirt off over 
her head and standing bare breasted in the parking lot.  "We're here 
filming our show, so our camera people will be watching.  These are 
them now.  Don't be afraid," she said when she saw both guys cringe.  
"We do this kind of thing all the time.  Well not ALL the time," she 
added, trying to sound like less of a slut.  "It's not called Channel 
69 for no reason."  She laughed, sounding like a nervous, giddy 
schoolgirl to her own ears.  "Second, no riding bareback.  If you 
don't have condoms the best you get is a blow job."

"But it'll be a really special blow job," Wynona put in, running her 
hands over Ben's now shirtless chest.  He wasn't terribly muscular 
but well toned and solid.  He felt good in her hands.  So good in 
fact that she stepped up and pressed her bare breasts against him and 
hugged him tight, pecking him on the cheek, then the chin and finally 
on the lips.

Todd opened both passenger side doors to the SUV and fumbled through 
his glove box while Ben turned Wynona around and hoisted her up by 
the waist into the back seat.  He helped her get her head in without 
banging it on the roof and laid her down gently over the cloth bench 
seat with just her legs now dangling out the door.

"Did you explain the ground rules?" Thomas asked as he came to stand 
beside Brenda.  She nodded affirmation.

"One!  I have one rubber," Todd announced, holding the foil pack up 
as if trying to catch a glint of sunlight.

"I'm telling you," his friend said as he snatched the package from 
Todd, "Big Ben is about to chime."

"But it's Big Todd's truck and Big Todd's rubber."

"We'll flip for it," Ben said, pulling a quarter from an inside 
pocket of his trunks.  "Heads I take it, tails it's yours."

"Make my bells ring, dammit!" Wynona shouted out from inside the 
truck.

"Heads!  Hell yes!"  Ben tore open the wrapper and dropped it to the 
ground.  He pulled down the front of his trunks and unrolled the 
rubber over his engorged head and down his pulsing shaft until there 
was no more to unroll.  His cock stood out at a proud six or seven 
inches and Brenda briefly wished she'd been the one insisting on 
getting laid.

"Well cowboy," she said to Todd, "looks like it's you and me."

Ben bent in through the open back passenger door and pulled down 
Wynona's shorts.  He kissed her dripping pussy and worked his jaw as 
if chewing while he licked all around the delicate pink entrance to 
her womanhood.

Brenda helped Todd out of his t-shirt as he helped her out of hers.  
He bent forward, took her in one arm, lifted her left breast with his 
other hand and nursed her tit the way a baby would.

After licking Wynona's pussy for a couple of minutes, with her crying 
out just about every forty seconds to "Fuck me!", Ben hoisted himself 
into the back seat, one knee on the floor and the other up between 
the back of the seat and Wynona's sexy leg.  He took his penis in one 
hand and guided it into the crease of her pussy lips.

"Oh yeah!" she grunted, bucking her hips to feel more of him.

Ben pushed in slowly, inch by inch until he felt he'd gone as far as 
he could.  He pulled quickly out and repeated the process half a 
dozen times, driving Wynona wild with sexual need.  With each thrust 
he felt himself go in just a little more as Wynona spread her hips 
and her underused pussy muscles let him in deeper.  Finally he 
lowered his face to her perky breast and began to lick and suck her 
nipples while building up speed with short strokes in and out of her.  
He relished the taste and the feel of her nips and the tightness of 
her pussy.  She relished his throbbing organ spreading her open more 
than she had been in too many months.

Todd had gotten up into the front passenger seat with Brenda bent 
over before him, her naked body displayed to the world, and sucked 
his impressive eight inch cock down her throat.  She used all the 
practice she'd gotten recently to force herself not to gag and after 
a few uncertain slow starts she was sure she felt the head of his 
prick rubbing against her tonsils.  She licked the underside of his 
cock as best she could with it filling her mouth to capacity and then 
slowly pulled back.  As his head passed out between her lips it was 
followed by a stream of trapped saliva which clung between his meat 
and her lips before drooping under its weight and falling to the 
asphalt at her feet.

"Gyah!" she gasped, catching her breath.  "You're too big."

"You can do it," he said quietly, ruffling her hair and gently 
pushing her face back down to his cock.

Brenda opened her jaws as wide as she could and steeled herself 
against the intense gag reflex she felt as his bulbous head passed 
over her tongue and into her throat.

Todd began to jerk his hips slightly to fuck Brenda's mouth.  She 
kept her lips parted and tried to lick all around his throbbing cock.  
Saliva began to run in a constant trickle from her open lips and she 
made noises like 'Mm uhh unh uhh uhm" as he quite literally throat 
fucked her in the wide open space of the parking lot with the TV film 
crew gathered round.

Wynona's legs were wrapped around Ben's ass pulling him farther into 
her as he fucked her quickly now.  She was very near to an orgasmic 
explosion when Ben stiffened up and grunted three times.

"No!  Not yet!" she cried through ragged breaths.  "Please, keep 
going.  I"m so close."

But Ben was spent and exhausted from the intensity of the ride and 
trying to maintain the odd angle through the doorway of the SUV.  He 
slipped out of her and sat on the custom running board along the 
bottom side of the vehicle.

Todd pumped his load of hot sperm into Brenda's throat.  She had to 
pull him out because the first blast caused her to choke.  He kept 
spewing hot spunk all over her forehead and in her eyes as she spat 
out what she'd taken.

Ben was about to throw his used condom on the ground when Thomas 
said, "Brenda, help him with this.  We can use it for a future Wheel 
O' Cum shot."

Brenda was regaining her senses and took hold of the offered condom.  
She noted a hefty load of semen in the tip. "What do you want me to 
do with it?"

"Drink it," Thomas said simply.  "That's one of the items on the 
wheel.  Do it now and you can go another week without spinning."

Brenda took a moment to catch  her breath and wipe some of the cum 
from her eyes.  She stood upright and held the condom high to show 
off the liquid within.  Then she tipped back her head, opened her 
mouth and put the open end of the condom to her lips.  She squeezed 
it between two fingers from the tip up to the open end to push out 
all the cum.  Then she held her mouth open for Ivan's camera to 
clearly see her mouth full of it before she swallowed.

Kimberly, meanwhile, had gone around to the other side of the SUV and 
popped open the rear drivers side door to film Wynona from head-end 
as she finger-fucked herself to her much needed orgasm.

END OF PART 17

NOTE:  If you've missed the story so far, you can download it free of 
charge at my website at http://sirrender.syntheticdimension.net/.
As of January 2007 I am still adding new chapters to 
"What Some People Will Do" and looking for new ideas and 
directions for the story.  I have put a feedback form on my website 
if you would like to make suggestions.    Thank you!  Sir Render

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