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I first met Alice at a house party. I thought she was beautiful, like an earthbound fairy, and I watched her all evening. She danced wildly, drank quite heavily, and seemed to be permanently one of the happiest people I had ever known. I was a couple of years older than her, had my car (a big advantage in those days) a well-paid job, and was single.I tried to talk to her that evening, but her attention span was like a two-year-old’s. She skated between subjects, conversations, groups, and back again without warning or care.A week later, I saw her again, sitting on the kerb by a bus stop. I looped around in my car and pulled up next to her.“Hi Alice, remember me? We met at Jack’s party. Where are you headed? Do you want a lift?”“Not really,” she answered and climbed into my car. “Let’s go.”She looked at me, a beaming smile, long strawberry blonde hair, some in thin plats, some loose, some with coloured threads woven through. She put her bare feet on the dashboard and started pressing buttons on the radio. “Are we going?”I set off down the road. “Where are you headed?”“Anywhere, just not here.” She wore tight green jeans and a tie-dye tee shirt that looked about three sizes too small, which was quite a surprise as she was very slightly built. She looked at me with her big brown eyes. “Do I know you from somewhere? Are you Jenny’s boyfriend?”“I met you at Jack’s, last week, we spoke a bit.” I didn’t know a Jenny, and wasn’t anyone’s boyfriend, and had not been for a while.“Let’s go to the park, I love the park.” She twizzled her hair around her fingers, finally settled on a radio station, turned up the music, and began singing along. She definitely could not sing.We pulled into the park and before the car had stopped, she was out and running barefoot to the play area. I looked at her discarded sandals, decided to leave them in the car, and followed her. She played like a child on the slides and swings, encouraging me, whooping and laughing, and making me join in. It was a lot of fun. The grown-ups stared at us, pulling children away and scowling. Then just as suddenly, Alice ran off and threw herself down on the grass.I followed and lay down beside her, both on our backs staring up at the sky, breathing hard.“Would you go out with me?” I was entranced by this girl.“We are out now. Do you mean would I go out with you again?”“Yes, would you go out with me again, and again?” I feared I sounded desperate, I was desperate to spend more time with her.“As long as you are not dull, not a moaner, or square. I won’t go out if you won’t let me have fun. Are you going out with Kim? I like Kim so we should tell her first.”“I don’t know Kim, so I don’t think we are going out. You can have all the fun you want with me.” I rolled onto my side to look at Alice. Her tee-shirt had ridden up, baring a small silver ring through her navel, her stomach flat and toned.“Good, that settles it. Pick me up later, and don’t be late.” She sat up, cross-legged, arched her back, and let out a long sigh. “I have to meet my boyfriend soon.”That took the smile straight off of my face. But I figured as long as he does not know, one date can’t hurt. “Shall izmit escort I give you a lift home?” I needed to get an address to pick her up from.“No, I’ll wait for him here.” She lay back down and stared up at the sky.“Where shall I meet you later?” I was starting to worry I’d never find her again. I sat and watched her for a few minutes, drinking in her beauty. We were twenty feet or so from the path. I watched people walking to and fro, so many of the men glanced or stared at her lying there. Men with wives or girlfriends trying not to get caught looking. Men on their own openly staring.Alice was lying spread-eagled her arms out wide, her legs open, and her jeans pulled tight. She pulled her tie-dye top up to her tits to expose her tummy, perfectly flat, the silver ring glinting in the summer sun. I sat up, I wanted to reach out and touch her. She flexed up onto her elbows and smiled at the next man to look her way.“People are so friendly in the park.” Alice continued to smile at all those who smiled at her.“Hi,” two men, maybe builders or manual workers called out seeing her smiling back at them. They walked over and stood by her feet. “Is he your boyfriend?” One asked.“No, that’s…” She turned her head to me. “What’s your name again?”“John.”“Yeah, that’s John. Who are you?” Alice had propped herself up higher and smiled as she looked between the two men standing before her.I wanted to say something, to tell them to piss off, and mind their own business, but somehow Alice made it feel as if I was just some random guy.“We were thinking that you look like you need a couple of real men to take you out.”“I am out. Why is everyone so interested in being out?”I could see this threw the one who had been speaking a little off balance.His friend spoke. “We’ve got our van over there, do you want to come for a ride?”“Do you have chips?”What was it with Alice and chips? I thought. Before I could think of a witty putdown to get rid of the men, the first one answered her.“No – but we do have sausages, do you want some sausage?”Oh God, I thought, how bloody crude and OTT, that’s never going to work.“I love sausage.” Alice stood in one move, so graceful and smooth. She looked tiny against the two men as they walked away.I stood and followed from a distance, I was hoping I would not have to try and stop something. They were definitely bigger and older than me. They looked like they could definitely handle themselves. At the edge of the park, along the lane, they stopped next to a large white van. They were obviously talking, but I was too far away to hear what they said. Both men bent down and kissed her, on the lips, she pulled herself close to each in turn. They opened the side door of the van and all three stepped inside and slid the door closed.I walked to the van, no windows in the sides or back to look through though I was not sure I wanted to see. I pressed my ear to the side of the van and could hear Alice giggling, some muffled speaking, and after a short time, grunting. The van moved once in a while I assumed as they moved inside. I walked away, upset. I wanted to leave but remembered I had her sandals in yahya kaptan escort the car.I sat on the grass next to my car. I was angry, sad, confused, and jealous, but mostly I think angry. About twenty minutes later, I watched Alice walking back through the park on her own. She saw me and waved and ran over to where I sat. Breathless and beaming, she dropped to the floor and leaned back against my car. I wanted to give her back her sandals and leave her there. But I felt drawn to her beauty.“I’m glad you are still here.”“I have your sandals.” I felt a bit lame saying it. What I really wanted to ask, to know, was what happened in the van earlier. But I knew I had no right to ask. I settled for. “Do you want to go to the pier tonight?”“Yes, cool, can you give me a ride home?” She rolled up onto her feet and clambered into the car, feet back on the dashboard.I started the car. “You will have to give directions.” I followed the most hap-hazard instructions, and missed turnings, we definitely went a long way around. I pulled up outside her house, a huge detached place a little out of town.She jumped out and called back over her shoulder. “Pick me up at 7:51 PM and don’t be late.”I drove away, not sure I would be back, and had no idea why such a specific time to collect her had been given. Around four hours later, I was parked at the end of her road, or should I say ‘the avenue’ waiting for my watch to get to ten to eight. I drove the last few hundred yards and pulled up just as the front door opened. Alice appeared with another girl, and they both skipped down the drive toward me. Alice was in an all-white top and skirt reaching to about mid-thigh. The other girl was in a shirt tied up to reveal a bare middle and cut-off jeans as shorts, very short shorts. They waved, smiled, and jumped into the back seat.“This is Jodie, she is my best friend, you don’t mind if she comes too. This is… What is your name again?” They both giggled.“John. But not Kim’s John,” I figured I could be random too.“Who is Kim?” Jodie asked.“Search me,” said Alice.That fell flat, I thought.I headed off towards the coast, about a thirty-minute drive. We parked up on the seafront and walked to the pier. The two girls arm in arm in front, I had the feeling I was no more than the driver for the evening. But the view from behind was great compensation. Jodie’s shorts were cut very short and high, every step dropped an alternate bum cheek out. Jodie had about the same figure as Alice, very petite and trim but at the same time more toned and muscular, her legs were amazing.We reached the pier and walked out to the end, the air was turning chilly. The girls turned to face me and leaned on the handrail. I noticed that neither girl seemed to be wearing a bra, Jodie’s nipples clearly making an impression through her shirt. I was sure I could also see nipples moving behind Alice’s loose top.“Do you think I have the best bum?” Jodie asked and smiled sideways at Alice. “You did spend a lot of time staring at it on the way up the pier.”I nodded. “Yes, you do have a very nice bum.” I sat down on a bench seat facing gebze escort them. I felt like I had been caught out.Jodie spun around, raised herself up on her toes, and bent forward holding onto the rail. The view was amazing.“Let’s do the test, to see who is best,” said Alice, Jodie turned back around, and both girls stared at me. “Hands on the seat.”I put my hands on the seat on either side of my legs. I had no idea what was coming next.“OK, Bums first, which is best?” Jodie spoke and turned her back to me again and posed and bent. She looked gorgeous.“My turn,” said Alice, Jodie stepped aside and Alice took her spot, up on her toes she bent forward to hold the handrail. The view was only obstructed by her white skirt. Alice’s next move surprised me, she reached down and pulled her skirt up to expose her bum encased in a lacy white pair of knickers. My mouth hung open, and I could feel my cock reacting to the view. Josie and Alice looked at me for a second.“Ok, you win,” said Jodie, “but that was cheating. Which of us has the best legs?” she asked, taking a step forward, facing me, almost in touching distance. Her legs were toned, and as she flexed up and down onto her toes I found myself staring at her crotch and the frayed edges of denim. My cock was now semi-hard, and I went to cover it with my hands. “Uh Oh, hands still.”“My turn.” Alice stepped in next to Jodie, who stepped away. While flexing up and down onto her toes, I watched Alice slowly draw the hem of her skirt up and up. I found myself involuntarily bending down trying to look under. The edge of the skirt stopped just as the crotch of her knickers came into view for a brief second before being dropped. My cock slowly stiffened through the performance. The girls looked at my crotch. My cock was clearly straining now.“Damn, OK who has the best tits, and no taking tops off.” Jodie flashed Alice a glare. Jodie stood even closer to me, did a twirl, shimmied her tits, and then leaned forward giving me a view straight down inside her shirt. I was right, no bra. I was also in trouble, my cock was now pretty much fully hard. While this was going on I was aware of other people walking up the pier.“My turn.” Alice took her place, so close I could have leaned forward and kissed her. She wiggled and pushed out her tits, she could not shimmy, though she tried. She finished by holding the sides of her top back tight, to give me a close-up perfect view of her little tits under the taught material. My cock was painful in my jeans now. “That must be a win for me.”“Let’s see who has the best hands,” Jodie said as she sat next to me. Alice sat on the other side. Both girls started rubbing my cock through my jeans. Jodie got a hold of the zipper.“Whoa, whoa, hold on, there are people about,” I protested, although the pier was not busy there were enough people walking around who could easily see us. I desperately wanted to go further, but not in public like this. “Let’s go and find somewhere quiet, or in the car.”“Let’s get donuts,” Alice said as she stood, and the two of them headed off back down the pier. I fumbled and adjusted myself to be able to walk, and pulled my still-hard cock up to hide and trap it under the waist of my jeans. We stopped near the end of the pier, I bought a bag of sugared donuts and we walked to the seafront. We stood and looked back along the pier, I noticed a lot of guys checking Alice and Jodie out, they seemed oblivious.
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