Public, exhibition, masturbation,
Continues from chapter 1. Go give it a read.
During the week I received messages from Jojo, clearly excited that I was going to spend time with her over the weekend. I had to plan my next moves carefully. One sarong move and this could end badly, but knowing myself and knowing Jojo I hardly had reason for concern. But still..
We finally got to see each other that Saturday evening. I asked her to meet me at the same Surfside resturant that she had fun at the week before. That would have definitely explained her she behavior, walking in with her head down and clutching her handbag strap with both hands.
“Jody!”
Thats all I needed to say for her to raise her head and smile the most beautiful smile anyone could wear. Her eyes shined as she suddenly skipped towards me and wrapped her arms around me as tightly as she could. It felt so good to hold her again. She wore that black and purple striped dress that isn’t actually a dress but given her height it easily served as one. A bright silver necklace picked up her dress but it was nothing next to her eyes. Her wedged heels lifted her enough that when I bent eover to hug her back I could place my head on her shoulders. It wasn’t a hug, it was an intense embrace between two long lost lovers.
I couldn’t help myself. I kissed her shoulders. Slowly. Working my way up her neck until I nibbled a bit on her ear. My lips moved across her cheek to her own lips. A deep long kiss in the middle of the restaurant with no care for who was watching. We broke the kiss and just stared into each other’s eyes for a few seconds before the color rushed out of her cheeks again.
“Why don’t you order something, I just need to do a quick touchup to my makeup.” She said in a soft voice before walking to the bathrooms.
I sat down and prepared to order before realizing that she wasn’t wearing any makeup. Strange. While I waited for my order to be taken I though about how soft her skin was against my lips.i don’t know if that was a perfume or a natural scent that I got from her but it drove my senses into a frenzy. I was losing control. I had a game plan and this wasn’t it! I told myself that I need to focus and stick with the plan
I ordered a small seafood platter to share. As the waiter was about to walk away Jojo returned in time to order a drink.
“He will have a double gin and tonic with a single lime slice and lightly crushed Thyme. And I will have a single tequila tonic with no ice. ”
“Just because you haven’t changed your drinking habits doesn’t mean I haven’t either!”
“Oh, I’m sorry. What did you want to drink instead?” She said with an evil smirk. I just glanced at the waiter and he grinned before walkng away.
I made eye contact with her again and she had a similar grin of amusement on her face. As she sat in her chair I noticed her wiggling a bit. I didn’t think much of it as we spent the next few minutes catching up and throwing all the small talk we could at each other as we waited for our food. At some point it arrived but I don’t remember when. All I remember was us talking non-stop before I looked down at my plate and realized we had both eaten already. We skipped desert as I helped her out of her seat and encouraged a walk along the beach to give our food time to digest.
We didn’t have to walk too far before spotting some seals in a closed off area playing in the water. They looked like they were having the time of their lives splashing around carelessly. I stood behind her and wrapped my arms around her, holding me as close to be as physically possible. I felt her hand hold my arm. We just stared at the seals, feeling as content as they were.
It was getting dark. Luckily my AirBnB wasn’t too far away. I suggested we walk down the beach. As we held hands and slowly walked down the beach watching the sun finally set, we encountered Kaapse Kloppe on the beach!! There were no festivals in town but the sight of these well-dressed colorful dancers is always a welcome sight to anyone! It would probably be of no surprise to anyone that their horns blasted Oh When The Saints Go Marching In. We stood on the nearby deck and watched these colorful acts play to their hearts content. I embraced her from behind once more. I was at peace. I think she was too.
The dry cape air began to get to me a bit. My lips were starting to feel annoyingly dry. I reached into Jojos handbag in the hopes of finding some balm but instead I felt what I thought was a wet handkerchief. In a weird snap back to reality I pulled it out without Jody even realizing my hand was in her handbag to begin with and saw it wasn’t a handkerchief. It was her panty. Well soaked. So much for touching up her makeup. It was at this point I decided to focus and stay on course. This was the right moment.
“I have something to show you.” I whispered into her ear.
“What is it?” She asked as she looked up to me with quivering eyes.
“Follow me”
I led her back onto the beach. It was all but abandoned now. Still the Klopse in view as I stood behind her once more, reached into my pocket and passed my phone to her. She looked confused. I pressed play and awaited her reaction.
Her eyes fixed on the screen. As the video played her breathing got deeper and heavier. I could feel her shaking.
“Did you do that? That was you?!”
“Aha”
It was the recording of what happened the week before in the restaurant. The blood rushed to her cheeks as her eyes refuse to break contact with the video. It was only at the part where Andrew slipped his hand into Nayas top but she knew what was coming and she was fixated on watching it unfold almost as if she had no idea what was coming next. I want led to kiss her neck so badly but I knew she wouldn’t concentrate on the video. There she stood in the middle of the beach watching a video of herself watching her friend get groped infront of her husband.
I reached up and held my phone with one hand as I used the other to guide her hand onto her inner thigh. Slowly I pushed it up her dress until it made Contact with her pussy. I felt her moisture against the back of my hand as it slowly grazed up her thigh, almost as if her body was about to explode. I didn’t need to do much after once I could feel her own finger slowly circling her clitoris. I held my hand there and just let her own hand control the movement. I sneakily began raising her dress up to her waist. I don’t hink at any point she realized how exposed she was in this public beach. Her perfectly round ass pushed against my jeans as it bopped to the movement of her hand, driving my own body crazy in the process.
I carefully guided her knees to bend using my own. As she leaned back and lay on top of me, I parted her legs giving anyone who was somehow still on the beach a very clear view of her soaked pussy and her fingers slowly increasing the moisture. I wanted her badly but this wasn’t the time. I lifted her dress very carefully over her chest, and over both her arms. She knew now that she was naked as her hands momentarily moved to allow her dress to come off before both hands returning to their original positions. She was naked. Exposed. All she could do was watch the video.
I held her hand from between her legs and moved her fingers to my mouth. They were soaked, sticky even. Yet her juices tasted as sweet as sugar to me. I sucked on her fingers as she continued to watch her friend get stripped in the toilet. As soon as I thoroughly cleaned her fingers I guided her hand back to the phone and began using my own fingers between her legs. Her juices soaked against her thighs. I forgot how messy she could get. I use my other hand to caress her breast. Softly squeezing and massaging her breast as her eyes finally break contact with the video and her head tilts back over my shoulder.
“No.” I said firmly. ” keep your eyes on the video.”
She forcefully tilted her head back up as a shot of her stroking herself came on screen. I sneakily allowed a finger to slide inside her. She moaned loudly. There was no was around what my finger did to her. I realized it wasn’t just pleasure but torture that made her audible. She wanted to watch but she wanted to enjoy what I was doing also. She couldn’t physically manage doing both.i slowly withdrew my finger as she exhaled aloud from the motion. Of course, I stopped as my fingertip was all that was left inside her, as slowly pushed back into her.
This was as close as I was getting to fucking her tonight. I could if I wanted to, but this wasn’t about sex. This was about the sexual torture I wanted to bring onto her. I had full control of her body and Jojo needed to know there’s not a damn thing she could ever do about it, even if she wanted to. Though we all know that she wouldn’t want it any other way. She was literally laying naked in the beach with her legs spread, getting fingered for anyone passing to watch to their hearts content.
I continued to move my finger slowly, almost inch by inch, inside of her. She could barely handle this. Her juices flowing out of her strongly, practically covering my whole hand. I needed to end this on my own terms. I stopped massaging her breast and grabbed her handbag.
Pulling her panty out and wiping my hand and her pussy as much as I could before quickly shoving her panty into her mouth. It wasn’t much of a silencer but that was half the fun. My hand immediately found its way back to her breast, lightly pressing her nipple between my fingertips. Her hips began moving up and down. I was losing her! I panicked and went into sixth gear, pushing a second finger inside her, making my mouth press against the goosebumps on her neck as I kissed and nibbled into her soft smooth skin. My fingers increased their pace quickly.
All I could hear was squealing as she desperately tried to obey me and focus on the video. A sudden grunt and raised hips told me to prepare for the end of the night. Her ass slammed against me in the desperation of her heat as she eventually gave into her body and allowed her fluids to shoot out of her body. Shoot out of her body. I don’t think there was any other way to describe it. My legs were still wrapped around hers but as her orgasm forcefully squirted out of her I felt like I was on a bull ride at a carnival with no chance of holding my own. She wildly buckled as wave after wave of her orgasm passed out of her before a final loud grunt passed out of her mouth and the phone fell from her hand onto her chest. She collapsed a second later, her body left with nothing to give. I moved my hand away from her pussy finally and locked my entire hand clean as she lay ontop of me. It was like sticking your hand in a barrel filled with honey: sticky, totally soaked and covered every part of your skin but you’re more than prepared to lick it all off. I heard her whisper “thank you” into my ear before her eyes closed. I turned to face her and found her at peace with tears rolling down her face but a smile that even in her sleep I knew she was content.
I shifted from under her carefully and made an attempt to wipe her thighs, but even unconscious, her pussy still allowed her juices to flow without discrimination. There was now at I could dress her, it would be soaked within seconds. I carefully folded her dress and threw her handbag over my shoulder. I lifted the sleeping baby into my arms and used Jojos folded dress as a pillow to ease the walk home for her.
Once back at the AirBnB I lay her on the bed and wiped her down with a towel. I placed another on the bed and made sure she lay on it as I covered her and let her rest. I grabbed a blanket and pillow and slept on the couch.
This wasn’t over.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/oi0ow3/jojos_story_ch2