Hey you guys!
I'm sorry it took so long but here is the revised version of chapter 6.
It needed by far the most editing to get it to a point where I was happy with it.
As stated previously, chapter 7 will see the greatest changes to the actual plot, but as promised I will let you guys decide, which direction you like more.
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Chapter 6 – A Step Too Far
Goosebumps raised across Amy’s skin as the pool’s water streamed around her naked body. Every faint current that brushed against her skin made her shiver. Not because she was cold – no. There even was a strange warmth coming from deep inside her.
She shivered because she’d been on high alert the whole time and so was her body. She was aware of every single inch of her bare skin the way it was exposed, defenseless. Parts of her that she wished nobody ever saw, were open for everyone to see.
A dull numbness had settled over her.
The rush of adrenaline was relentlessly pushing Amy. All the while that deep inner tension was building up with every humiliating event. And there was more to come.
Amy was still being pulled along by Val. Her grip was tight on Amy’s wrist and it was clear that Amy had no real say in the matter—she could either follow or face the consequences. All of Amy’s instincts screamed at her to flee. To get away from this situation as quickly as possible. But Val held all the power, and Amy knew it.
“Hey, you better quit covering up. Just keep your hands down and relax. You don’t want to fail the dare, do you?” Val warned her in a somewhat melodic tone. While her voice was full of sweetness, Amy caught the veiled threat behind Val’s facade.
There was no escape. Reluctantly, Amy lowered her arm. Now there was nothing covering her chest anymore. Amy was painfully aware that her stiff nipples were once again exposed to anyone daring enough to look. She still couldn’t comprehend why her own body would betray her in such a way.
“Val… please… I really don’t think… I… I mean, I shouldn’t...” Amy said timidly, feeling the panic rise by the second.
Val stopped and turned toward her, a faint smirk tugging at her lips.
“Oh, stop worrying so much. I bet you’ll have lots of fun,” Val said letting her eyes wander down to Amy’s hardened pink nipples. “In fact, judging by how much you’re enjoying yourself so far already, I bet you’ll LOVE what’s going to happen.”
Val gave Amy a dirty smile that made her shudder. Looking down at her own chest Amy understood what Val was hinting at. This was so humiliating.
“Remember, just do what I say and you’ll be fine,” Val’s eyes roamed over Amy’s body once more. “You look totally adorable. Everyone is going to LOVE your new outfit,” she added with a giggle and a wink before resuming to tug Amy forward again.
Val’s last words only made Amy more aware of how little the tiny piece of garment between her legs actually covered.
Another shiver ran through her.
It felt like a bad dream—one where she had lost all control and could only observe her own descent. And yet she knew she was awake and painfully aware of her situation.
And even though she was deeply terrified of what was about to happen, she also felt something else, something conflicting… excitement.
Excitement? What was happening to her?
The realization unsettled her. Being seen naked… thrilled her. She knew this was wrong. That she should not enjoy any of this one bit. That all of this was so wrong… and naughty. But there was no time to contemplate any longer.
Val had moved through the water surprisingly quickly, never letting go of Amy. And so they eventually reached their destination, with Emma, Amber and Hannah following close behind.
The other kids - including the three boys from earlier - gathered in a shallow area where the water barely reached Amy’s waist. Immediately, all eyes were on the half-naked girl who had been dragged into the center of their attention.
Amy was immediately frozen in place. How were you supposed to act in such a situation?
Their stares crawled over her skin. Amy noticed the way they were openly ogling her naked chest. In that moment a short burst of tingling excitement shot through her. The tips of her already stiff nipples reacted by hardening even more.
Overwhelmed with shame, Amy couldn’t bring herself to look directly at anyone.
“Is that the girl you guys were talking about?” the only girl in the group asked the boys. Neither of them even registered her question. All their attention was on Amy.
Amy forced herself to look at the girl, who was quite pretty. She had a cute face and curly blonde hair that fell to her shoulders. From what Amy could tell, she had to be older - maybe around sixteen or so.
One thing about her stood out to Amy immediately: she was short, barely taller than the boys. But her ample chest strained against her red-and-white one-piece swimsuit, standing out even more against her petite size.
Amy blushed as she noticed that she must’ve been staring at the girl’s chest at least for a few long seconds.
“Look! We told you. You owe each of us five bucks!” the boy called Mikey finally said, turning toward the girl.
She shot him an annoyed look. “Hold on. You said there’d be a naked girl. That’s not entirely true, is it?” She nodded toward Amy.
The group now formed a loose half-circle in front of Amy, with Val and the other girls behind her. The boys looked visibly surprised that Amy actually wasn’t completely naked. They must have rightfully assumed that the lost panties from earlier had belonged to her.
Amy noticed everyone’s gaze drift down her body.
The tiny pink triangle between her legs barely covered her most private area. The already skimpy thong seemed to have shrunk, feeling even smaller now than when she had first put it on. The strong urge to move her hands to cover herself rippled through her. But at the same time the pulsing tingle returned to her crotch as well.
“Well, she’s at least half naked,” Mikey said.
“Yeah. Girls are supposed to cover their boobs. That counts as naked in my book,” Chris argued, pointing at Amy’s bare chest.
“They’re right, you know?” the other boy in the group added, glancing at the girl next to him. He looked older than Lenny, Mikey, and Chris.
“Shut up, Jack. We’ll talk about that later,” the girl snapped, before turning her attention back to Amy. “What are you? Some kind of slut who likes showing off?”
Amy’s face burned with shame. Humiliated she opened her mouth but nothing came out.
“Her name’s Amy,” Val cut in smoothly. “And she likes going topless sometimes. What’s wrong with that?”
The older girl shrugged, a smug smile on her face.
“Amy, huh? I’m Hope. I guess you already know these idiots,” she said, gesturing toward the boys. “And this douche is my brother, Jack.”
“Nice to meet you, Amy,” Jack said warmly, extending his hand.
Amy hesitated, then shook it. He seemed nice.
“We came over to ask you for a favor,” Val explained. “We have a little bet going, and we need neutral judges.”
“What’s the bet?” Hope asked, showing her sudden interest.
“Amy claims she can do a handstand underwater and hold the splits for half a minute.”
Amy’s eyes widened. She knew how to do a handstand underwater – but wearing nothing but… that thing?
An image shot through her head. That of herself spreading her legs, while everyone, especially the boys, watched. In nothing but that far too small thong. She felt her stomach twist.
“What happens if she fails?” Jack asked.
Val paused, thinking. “We haven’t thought about that yet. But… you know what? If she fails, you guys get to decide her punishment.”
“Okay, we have a deal then!” Hope said, grinning at Amy. “How will we do it? What are the rules?”
“Simple. Amy gets three attempts to complete a handstand underwater and do the splits. We start counting when her legs are like this,” Val said holding one of her forearms horizontally.
“We don’t have a clock. How do we tell whether she did it long enough?” Jack asked.
“Each one of you will count silently and then we’ll compare what you think her time was. If the majority says she did the thirty seconds, she wins,” Val suggested.
With that last question answered, Amy realized that her fate has been sealed. She looked around at the other kids and all of them looked visibly excited; even Hope was watching Amy with gleaming interest.
Emma was well aware of Amy’s obvious discomfort and guilt flickered through her. There was still that voice in her that told her to step in and help her friend but she wanted to be part of the popular group so bad. And she couldn’t ignore that strange tickling thrill inside her, seeing Amy face all the embarrassment. That realization unsettled her.
One last time, Amy turned to Emma, silently pleading with her eyes for some support – but Val was quick to intervene, pulling her back to face her humiliation.
“Whenever you’re ready,” Val said with a smirk. “Make space, guys.”
Everyone listened, forming a circle around Amy.
Amy’s mind raced, searching desperately for an idea to escape her situation. But with everyone watching her in anticipation, Amy gave up in a big sigh. You could see the moment it happened and Val’s smile grew only bigger.
Amy finally took several deep breaths - then one very big one - and dove into the water.
She wasted no time, even though slightly disorientated, knowing that counting started only when she was in the correct position. She flipped smoothly, planted her hands on the pool floor, and kicked her legs upward until her feet broke the surface.
Thankfully, Amy was quite skilled in doing the handstand. She found her balance quickly as she had lots of practice from doing them in the backyard of her home. But even in the relative safety of her own backyard, she would never dare to do the handstand wearing practically nothing at all. The air brushing against the lower half of her body made Amy so much more aware of how badly she was exposing herself.
Above the surface, gasps and murmurs rippled through the group. Everyone was watching in complete awe at the display Amy was giving them.
Her bare legs were pointing straight out of the water - impressive, yes - but everyone’s attention was further down.
Positioned behind her, Hope and the boys stared at Amy’s clenched butt cheeks, straining to hold the difficult position. If it wasn’t for the thong’s thin strings running deep between her cheeks and only appearing at the very top of her crack and around her waist, one might’ve gotten the impression she wasn’t wearing anything at all.
From the other side though, Emma, Val, Amber and Hannah had an unobstructed view of the tiny pink piece of material wedged between Amy’s legs. It was barely even visible, covering the absolute minimum. The garment offered almost no coverage. Most of Amy’s pubic mound was visible, along with a faint hint of blonde fuzz.
Laughter broke out immediately - Val and her friends first, then the others. Even Emma, who still felt quite bad for her involvement in Val’s evil plan, couldn’t deny her own amusement.
And then came the best part – or the worst, depending on who you’d ask.
Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Amy slowly opened her legs, careful not to lose her balance.
Amy knew she had to hurry before she ran out of oxygen. She already felt the burn in her lungs, so she decided to not waste any more time and spread her legs to do a proper split the way she was supposed to.
Amy had achieved the desired pose with her legs completely horizontal to the water’s surface. But as soon as she had opened them fully, Amy felt a sudden rush of cold air hit her vaginal opening. This startled her so much that she lost all balance, toppling backward and splashing back into the water.
As she resurfaced, gasping for air, the group erupted - some laughing hysterically, others staring in stunned silence.
Even in that brief moment where Amy was able to hold the pose, she’d given everyone the opportunity to get an almost unhindered view of her most private bits.
As soon as she’d spread her legs, it became blatantly obvious that the G-string was scandalously improper for the task of hiding her female charms.
While it just managed to cover Amy’s slit standing with her legs closed, it completely failed the moment she went into the splits. Her vaginal lips were forced to open some, resulting in the narrow fabric of her thong to slip into the crevice between them. For a brief second, everyone had an almost unobstructed view of Amy’s spread pussy - another glossy shade of pink fully on display.
As Amy resurfaced, she already knew - from the distracting sensation that had made her lose her balance - that she must have revealed far too much. Her face burned with even deeper embarrassment as she looked around and saw the unmistakable amusement on everyone’s faces.
The reactions differed only in detail. The girls had more or less expected something like this, while the boys were completely caught off guard. Though, everyone’s facial expressions were the same: mouths and eyes wide open.
Hope was the first one to regain her composure, saying with a laugh: “Damn. You really got no shame girl, do you? But that weren’t even two seconds. So, you gotta try again I suppose.”
Amy could hardly think straight.
God, they must’ve seen everything. My most private parts… my butt… my vagina… everything! That stupid thong is useless! How am I supposed to last half a minute like that?
She turned toward Val, her expression openly pleading.
“Please, Val, I can’t do it. The… thing you gave me is too small - everyone can see my… you know,” Amy whispered, begging.
Val smiled, taking her by the shoulder and pulling her aside, away from the circle of kids that surrounded her.
“Don’t be silly. If anyone can do it, it’s you. I know you can!” Val said, trying to sound supportive. “Besides, I can totally tell that you like all the attention you are getting, especially from the boys, right?” Val said quietly, for Amy’s ears only.
The bitter truth was that Val wasn’t wrong. The strange warmth that had settled in Amy’s belly during all this could only mean one thing: some part of her enjoyed it. In that moment of realization, she wanted nothing more than to run - to escape the situation entirely. And yet, a hidden force inside her didn’t let her, urged her even, to stay… and… do more?
“I’m so embarrassed. I don’t want them to… I… I don’t want anyone to see me like this,” Amy whispered, more to herself than to Val.
“But it tingles inside, doesn’t it? It feels really good to… show off.” Val whispered, her voice sweet and surprisingly comforting.
Amy reluctantly nodded, her face flushing at the humiliating admission.
“If it feels good, then it must be the right thing to do. Even if it’s embarrassing, you just have to push through. Your body is telling you it wants to be seen,” Val said. She was making all of this up as she went, but it seemed to work just fine - Amy’s defense crumbled, her frightened expression softening at least a bit.
“Please, promise me you won’t tell anyone at school,” Amy pleaded, her heart pounding.
“Tell you what. Whether you do it or not, I promise I’ll never tell anyone from school about today. It’ll be our little secret. And after all this, we can hang out and have fun together. I think we could even be friends,” Val said, her smile carefully practiced and anything but genuine. But her words were exactly what Amy needed right now.
Amy felt a wave of relief wash over her. Her biggest fear - that Val and her friends would spread word of what they’d seen - eased under Val’s reassuring tone.
“But what about the thong? When I… when I spread my legs, they slip inside my… vagina. And it feels strange, and everyone can see… everything,” Amy whispered, careful to keep her voice low.
“I know. You just have to own it,” Val replied casually.
“What do you mean?” Amy asked, confused.
“Here, let me help you,” Val said, stepping in close. Before Amy could react, she felt Val’s hands beneath the water, adjusting the tiny garment she was wearing.
Amy’s eyes widened as Val pulled the strip of fabric between her legs upward, until it was drawn completely into her slit, her outer lips closing around it. The resulting wedgie felt strange, yet at the same time a sharp, electric jolt shot through the small nub at the top of her crevice as the G-string ground against it. Amy couldn’t help but to moan audibly.
“There. This way you won’t have to worry about it anymore,” Val said, her eyes smiling at Amy. “You really are cute, you know? Especially when you’re all embarrassed like that.”
Amy blushed. Why was Val being so nice to her? It felt strange, yet she couldn’t deny how much she liked being called cute - even if the compliment only deepened her almost paralyzing embarrassment.
“So, will you try again?” Val asked.
Amy still didn’t feel comfortable at all - especially with the way the fabric now pressed deep inside her - but the strange excitement low in her belly had only grown stronger. After a moment, she slowly nodded.
“Alright,” Val said happily, grabbing Amy again and pushing her back toward the group.
“Did you guys make out or something?” Hannah said smirking. It was a joke, but Hannah actually suspected that Val wasn’t entirely honest about being “100% straight”, as she would put it. Somehow, Hannah’s gaydar always went off whenever that topic came up with Val.
“You wish, lesbo. Nobody made out with anyone. I just gave Amy a few tips,” Val shot back, sounding oddly defensive.
“Sure you did,” Hannah replied, not able to hide her amusement, which seemed to piss Val off some.
“So are we doing this or not?” Hope asked, clearly irritated by all the talking.
Amy found herself back in the center of the small circle, once again the focus of everyone’s attention. Exposing herself in front of the girls was bad enough - but having the boys there made it so much worse. In addition, she now knew exactly how all of her once private parts would be on perfect display for a minimum of 30 seconds.
The more she thought about what she was about to do, the more nervous she became – and, at the same time, the stronger that now familiar tingling inside her grew.
Her heart raced and her breath came short. Forcing herself to focus, Amy slowed her breathing, closed her eyes, and carefully reviewed each step in her mind.
Inhale deep - dive - hands to the bottom - feet up - find balance - spread legs - hold.
Amy then did exactly that. She took a deep breath before submerging herself, diving the short distance to place her hands on the pool floor once more. With a smooth motion, she kicked her feet straight up out of the water, finding her balance almost instantly.
She knew that she was doing well so far. All she now had to do was…
The others, watched in stunned silence. This time, Amy’s back was turned toward Val, Emma, Hannah, and Amber, while Hope and the boys had a clear view of her front.
Their expressions were priceless. All of them couldn’t close their eyes or mouths at the sight in front of them. The thin strip of pink fabric, pulled deep into Amy’s slit, did next to nothing to preserve her modesty, leaving her glistening vaginal lips completely exposed.
Then, Amy slowly parted her legs, revealing the rest of her unprotected sex.
The deeper she went into the splits, the more her body had to open as well - and she could feel it - the rush of cool air brushing against her heated opening.
This time, much better prepared for the sensation, Amy managed to force herself to ignore it. She kept her balance, bringing her legs nearly parallel to the water’s surface.
Submerged under water, she had no awareness of what was happening above the surface, but in her head, she could at least imagine the outrageous scene she was causing.
For a brief moment, everyone froze.
“Look, you can see her… her…” Chris stammered.
“Her vagina!” Lenny blurted out.
“No shit, Sherlock,” Hope scoffed. “All of us have eyes - no need to state the obvious.”
“Technically, that’s not the vagina,” Jack said matter-of-factly. “That’s the vulva. The vagina is internal. You can see part of the opening, though.”
No one had expected a comment like that from the oldest boy - especially not the girls. The other boys burst into giggles almost immediately, and the girls soon followed. Hope, however, flushed from embarrassment. She’d just been corrected by a boy about her own anatomy, and she knew he was right.
Amy counted the seconds in her head. Twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four. Her entire body strained to hold the position. Twenty-five, twenty-six, twenty-seven. Her lungs burned as the need for air grew desperate. Just a few more seconds, she told herself. Twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty. She’d done it. Still, she forced herself to hold the split a little longer, just to be sure she hadn’t miscounted. The urge to breathe became overwhelming - just a moment more, just a few extra seconds.
“Hey, listen. Let’s just tell her she held it for the full thirty seconds. I’ve got an idea—and I think you’re going to love it,” Hope said. She hadn’t been counting at all, and neither had the boys beside her. Everyone’s attention had been fixed on Amy’s lewd display.
With a loud splash, Amy’s legs dropped back into the water, and a second later her head resurfaced with a sharp gasp for air.
“Did I do it?” she asked immediately, still a little disoriented.
“Yes! Well done, Amy!” Val exclaimed as she swam over and, to everyone’s surprise, pulled the almost-naked girl into a tight hug. Amy felt her exposed nipples press against Val’s body, the contact sending an unexpected shiver through her.
“We’re so proud of you,” Val said, still holding Amy close.
“Th-thanks,” Amy replied, blushing at the sudden affection.
“Yeah, that was actually really impressive, right, Emma?” Amber added.
“Oh… uh, yeah. Definitely. That was pretty cool,” Emma said, knowing she had to agree anyway.
“We liked what we saw too, didn’t we?” Jack added, glancing at Lenny, Mikey, and Chris.
A few seconds passed without a response. Jack reached out and gave Lenny a light slap on the back of his head.
“Hey! Oh… uh, yeah. That was awesome,” Lenny said at last, rubbing his head.
“Yeah!” Mikey and Chris agreed in unison.
Amy felt her face heat up once more. She was painfully aware that nothing had been left to the imagination, yet no one seemed to be laughing at her, which brought a small sense of relief.
“Wait a second,” Hope cut in, a clear smirk on her face. “That dare wasn’t exactly challenging. If it’s supposed to expose her, shouldn’t she have to do it without that thing she’s wearing?”
“Alright, Amy, what do you think? One more dare,” Val said, her voice bubbling with glee, “to prove that you’ve got nothing to hide.”
Amy felt lightheaded. She was still slightly out of breath, and now they wanted her to expose herself completely. The tingling low in her belly intensified, leaving her just as excited as she was terrified.
She knew she wasn’t in a position to argue. All she could do was nod weakly and accept what was coming. Val held out her hand expectantly, waiting for Amy to hand over the pink G-string.
Reluctantly, Amy slid the strings of her only remaining clothing down, the fabric still caught between her folds. It came free with a small tug, and she stepped out of the flimsy garment. Trying not to think too much about it, she handed the balled-up G-string to Val.
“Perfect!” Val said, taking it from Amy and passing it to Hannah.
“But this time we’re doing things a little differently,” she continued with a wide grin. “You get to choose one person for support - and it has to be a boy. Whoever you pick decides how long you have to hold the position, and you only get one try. Best part is, no matter what happens, you have to hold the splits. Got it?”
A boy? Oh god, Amy was about to pass out from humiliation. But once again, she could only nod in defeat. Her whole body trembled at the thought of what was about to happen, even though she wasn’t letting herself think too deeply about it.
“Good. So, who will it be?” Val asked.
Amy looked around, meeting four wide, eager smiles. Every one of the boys clearly hoped to be chosen.
She wasn’t entirely sure why, but after a long moment of contemplating she said, “Jack.”
A loud “ooooo” rippled through the group, making both Amy and Jack blush.
“Alright, Amy,” Val said. “The signal that you’ve completed the dare will be a pinch from Jack. Until he does, you have to hold the splits - no matter what happens. Just stand in front of him and start whenever you’re ready. And Jack, you’re allowed to help her keep the pose.”
Amy’s heart pounded wildly as her thoughts spiraled. She was about to expose herself in the most humiliating way she could imagine - and yet the idea sent a surge of excitement through her.
Slowly, she moved into position in front of Jack while the others gathered around them. At least this way, Amy told herself, she would be shielded from even more watching eyes.
She briefly looked up at Jack, who was standing very close to her now. He looked down at Amy, who was much shorter, and observed the cute blush on her face. Catching the embarrassment in her eyes, Jack smiled at her, trying to give her some comfort. This was surprisingly effective and Amy felt a tiny flutter in her tummy. Amy couldn’t deny that Jack’s smile did something to her.
Jack on the other hand thought that Amy was the cutest girl ever. He not only liked the way she blushed, but also how her whole body seemed to tremble from nervousness. He let his eyes wander down from her face to her chest, where her stiff little nipples stood proudly from her small breast buds, almost poking him in the skin.
The water was too blurry to make out much more, but it was enough to confirm that Amy was now truly naked. Well, except the pink wrist and ankle bands she was still wearing.
“Don’t worry. I think you’re amazing for doing this,” Jack whispered, trying to reassure her.
“Thanks,” Amy whispered back, quickly averting her eyes.
It took every bit of courage she had, but Amy slowly began to take deep breaths. After filling her lungs with as much air as possible, she once more dove down.
Once again, she flipped her body upside down, searching for a stable spot to place her hands. She quickly found the pool floor, kicking her legs up into the air. Balance came easily this time, thanks to Jack’s hands, which had settled at her waist, steadying her almost immediately.
Not wanting to hesitate and lose any time, Amy chose the rip-off-the-Band-Aid approach and let her legs fall apart without giving herself time to overthink it.
“Oh. My. God,” Hope breathed, her hands flying up to cover her mouth. She couldn’t believe anyone would so openly expose themselves like that. For a second she imagined herself in Amy’s position. A girl, showing off EVERYTHING to a crowd. She blushed from the thought alone.
“Okay, listen up - we don’t have much time. Everyone get closer,” Val ordered.
“Now, put your hands on her legs and gently stroke up and down. Just don’t tickle her too much.”
Everyone was immediately in on Val’s actions and followed her instructions.
She then proceeded to take Jack’s wrists and swiftly repositioned his hands from Amy’s waist to the insides of her thighs, just shy of him actually touching her bare sex. He too, began to stroke Amy’s delicate inner thighs. Up and down, but stopping short of actually touching her vaginal lips.
Amy felt all those hands touch and move along her legs, which immediately startled her, giving her the most sensual feeling at the same time. But when Jack’s hands landed where Val had placed them, Amy almost lost it. She sensed his fingertips barely inches away from actually touching her lady parts. The urge to snap her legs shut almost became overwhelming, but at the last second she forced herself to concentrate and hold the position.
Suddenly, another pair of hands joined the ones already moving along her outstretched legs. This time, they settled on Amy’s buttocks, squeezing and kneading them firmly. She didn’t know that it was Emma, who - at Val’s instruction - had begun to massage her butt.
“Good,” Val said with a pleased smile. “Now let’s see how far we can take this. Jack, open her up a little more—you know… down there.”
Jack already had a boner, pretty much since he’d caught sight of Amy. But now, having an unobstructed view of the naked girl’s bare charms, his hands feeling her up at the same time, he was rock hard in his swim trunks.
But he wasn’t stupid. He knew Amy hadn’t actually agreed to being touched in such a way. He also sensed that Val was somehow making her all those things. He had doubts on how far he should let it go.
“Are you sure?” he asked nervously.
“Yeah, just do it. She’ll like it, trust me,” Val said.
Still not convinced it was right, Jack lost the battle to his own horniness and with trembling fingers he let his hands slide closer together, touching the edges of Amy’s puffy labia.
The sight was intoxicating. Never has he ever seen anything remotely close to this. Not even on the internet. He actually has never seen a naked girl in real live other than the occasional glimpse of his sister whenever he would catch her change or shower.
His hands now framed Amy’s glistening vulva perfectly. Her puffy lips, engorged with arousal, swelled outward like two small mountain ridges. The entire area was visibly flushed against the rest of her perfectly pale skin. The finest, almost invisible blonde hairs dusted her pussy, while a small patch of thicker, darker fuzz crowned her pubic mound.
At the apex of her slit, something else pulsed with obvious need. Amy’s clit. The fleshy fold of her protective hood wasn’t able to hold the little pearl back anymore.
Close to Jack’s thumbs Amy’s puckered anus twitched with every new sensation. And somehow Jack even found Amy’s most dirty place fascinatingly cute. The way it winked at him was almost making him laugh out loud.
Amy suddenly panicked when she felt the set of fingers, which she realized must belong to Jack, creep up to her outer labia and begin to pull them apart. She felt herself open, cold air hitting both her holes. Amy couldn’t be more aware of the fact that everyone had an unobstructed view of her inner workings now.
Suddenly, she felt something bump against the small of her back. Then again. And finally, whatever it was stayed there, warm and unfamiliar, pushing lightly against her. Amy couldn’t make sense of it, her thoughts growing hazy as she realized she was running out of air. Her lungs were starting to burn again.
“Jack, rub her like that,” Val said, instructing him by demonstrating the desired movement with both of her index fingers. She told him to put them right next to Amy’s clit on both sides and move them in an up and down motion, trapping her sensitive nub in between them.
Jack was like on autopilot. His heart raced with excitement. This was so unexpected, so unbelievably unique. The way he felt the smooth skin of Amy’s sex radiate heat on his fingertips and the way her clit throbbed with every of her heartbeats. He even felt it get more engorged as his fingers kept on moving against it.
Amy was on cloud nine. She was like a loaded spring ready to explode in all directions. This feeling has been building up inside her since she was made to expose her naked chest and the different reactions from strangers that had followed.
Then she had unwillingly lost her already very revealing panties, which had rendered her naked in public. Then there was the episode with the jet that had brought her to the brink of orgasm. Amy has been led to a point of deep embarrassment and great pleasure multiple times today. And there had been no release. Would she finally be rewarded for her suffering through all of this?
Suddenly, Jack’s fingers were pulled away.
Amy’s head screamed in desperation, anger and frustration.
Nooooo! Why again?!?
Amy didn’t notice it at that moment, but she was thrusting her groin against the empty air in a desperate attempt to find something to stimulate her… to find the desired release.
Then, without any warning, a sharp pain shot through her, her whole body stiffening at once. Amy’s overstimulated clitoris was at the epicenter of everything. Amy screamed the last bit of remaining air out of her lungs before everything exploded. She felt herself convulse and twitch all over for one last time before everything around her faded to black.
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Jack watched the events unfold right in front of his eyes. While he’d been administering the massage to Amy’s engorged clitoris, Hope, his sister, had been right next to him.
She was just as amazed by what she was seeing but she realized that the girl her brother was effectively masturbating would have to get some air very soon. Amy had been under water for at least a whole minute already, and Hope didn’t want the girl to drown.
She realized that she had to be the responsible one and end their little play with her. Looking for a place to pinch the girl she suddenly had a funny idea.
Without a word she reached over and pulled Jack’s hands off Amy’s pussy. He was too surprised to resist his sister.
Then the unimaginable happened.
Hope, who had let her cruel side take control for a second, grabbed Amy’s prominently erect clitoris between her thumb and index finger before giving it a very firm pinch. She didn’t mean to seriously hurt Amy, nor did she intent to cause any of the following events.
The instant Hope pinched, Amy began thrashing wildly. Everyone watched as her vagina and anus clenched in hard, repeated waves of pleasure. The intensity of her movements left them stunned.
It lasted only one or two seconds before her body went abruptly still—everything except her crotch, which continued to spasm relentlessly even as the rest of her fell completely limp.
They all released her, expecting her to surface once Hope gave the signal. Nothing happened. For a heartbeat no one moved, frozen in shock, unable to process what they were seeing.
A loud splash shattered the paralysis as someone dove into the pool to pull Amy out. Emma immediately recognized their swim coach, Ms. Hendrix, who had seen Amy lose consciousness and reacted within seconds.
“She’s breathing,” Ms. Hendrix said, to everyone’s relief.
More people crowded around as two lifeguards hurried over. Moments later Amy stirred, coughing up the water she had swallowed.
Disoriented, she barely registered the growing crowd around her.
“Is she okay? She isn’t moving—”
“Someone get a lifeguard, now!”
“Jesus, she’s completely naked…”
“Did she hit her head? Why is she out cold?”
“Look at her—she’s not even trying to cover up.”
“Poor girl, she’s still coughing up water.”
“How the hell did she end up in the pool like that?”
Most of the voices carried genuine concern, though a few lingered a little too long on the fact that she was bare. One of the lifeguards returned with a large red towel to cover her, but Ms. Hendrix stopped her.
“No, she doesn’t need that,” she said calmly. “She’s a practicing nudist. Covering her would go against her beliefs.”
Amy was in no condition to contradict her. The visibly confused lifeguard hesitated, then took the towel back. With Emma’s help, Ms. Hendrix guided Amy to her feet. She was clearly exhausted and barely able to stand on her own.
“Are you her parent?” another lifeguard asked.
“No, but I’m her swim coach, and I can contact her mother,” Ms. Hendrix replied. “I’ll take responsibility for her.”
Seemingly satisfied, the lifeguard began dispersing the crowd.
“Don’t worry, Amy,” Ms. Hendrix said gently. “I’ll make sure you’re okay. I think it’s best if I take you to my place first and then call your mom.”
About ten minutes later, Amy sat in the back seat of Ms. Hendrix’s car with Emma beside her, holding her hand. Emma felt a wave of guilt as she looked at her friend, still drained and curled against the window.
Parts of her still glistened with wetness, her hair damp. Her body was completely bare—even the bands around her wrists and ankles were gone. The soft hum of the engine and the cool leather against her skin were the only things keeping her grounded. Outside, streetlights drifted past in a blur, but Amy was far too exhausted to care who might see her.
END of chapter 6
The next chapter will be published the coming week. Whenever I have time for some last polish...