My GF Likes Me to Expose Her Pt. 02

"It certainly is, do you want to fuck me Jake?"

"You're after number 26 or 27 are you? No, I'll just make you as horny as hell then leave you to think about it as we eat dinner."

"Do you think that I'll have to wear something in the dining room, I didn't see any naked girls there last night."

"Probably, it's probably a hygiene thing."

"Oh, oh, keep doing that Jake."

"Did you rub one out for the guys over the road then?"

"Two actually, they kept shouting for more so I kept going."

"Good girl. Had you just about finished when I came in?"

"Yes, do you want me to help you Jake?"

Five minutes later 2 clean people, one a very frustrated, horny girl were towelling each other then going to put some clothes on.

For Layla I chose another of her lightweight, floaty, see-through skirts and rolled the waistband so that I could see the front of her slit, and a net tank top that let her nipples peep through the holes in the net. I also chose a pair of heels for her knowing that they would make her legs look even better as she stood and walked.

As we approached the dining room hand in hand. I saw a sign that I didn't remember seeing there before. It read,

'Clothing must be worn in the Dining Room.'

"Yeah, probably a hygiene thing." I said.

The meal went much the same as the previous evening with a similar number of guys commenting on Layla's visible assets. We said hello to Derek and the blonde girl, Siobhan who looked to be wearing a tight top that showed she wasn't wearing a bra, and a skirt that looked very short but it was hard to tell as she was sat down.

Mandy and Ronnie that we'd sort of met in reception were also there and Mandy didn't look to be wearing much either. We waved at them and I wondered if Mandy would go out for the evening naked. I was certainly going to try to get Layla to.

We ordered a bottle of wine with the self-service meal and the waiter who brought it had a good look at Layla's tits when he was waiting for me to decide if the wine was okay. I took my time knowing that Layla would be enjoying his attention and hopefully raising her arousal level.

As soon as we were round the corner from the dining room Layla was pulling her top off and dropping her skirt which I had to pick up. She was almost running back to our room and when we got there she said,

"Fuck me please Jake."

"No, but you can rub out number 37 if you like and I can video you doing it."

"That's not as good as you fucking me."

"Well I'm not going to fuck you until after we've been out."

"Bastard." Layla said as she fell back on the bed and her right hand got busy.

The light in there wasn't as good as the sunlight but I still managed to get an acceptable quality recording of the whole jilling session.

"Right, are we going on this pub crawl?" Layla asked when her arousal had died down.

"Do you want to go out like that?"

"Yes, why not? But hang on I've got something to stuff in your pocket first."

Layla went to one of the drawers, pulled out a G-string and gave it to me. I held it up and looked at it. It looked like a band-aid would cover more but I had an idea.

"Have you got any scissors in your make-up bag?" I asked.

Thirty seconds later I was cutting the mesh material out of the triangle made by the strings.

"There" I said, "that's better."

"You want me to wear that, it's indecent."

"You want to go out like that, some people would say that nudity is indecent."

"Well they're the stupid ones, come on, let's go."

A couple of minutes later we walked out of the hotel, me wearing shorts, a T-shirt and sandals, and Layla wearing just a pair of heels, not even holding a bag.

As I suspected no one said anything other than a few complimentary comments and when we got to the Irish pub I saw that Siobhan and Mandy where there with their partners and that all they were wearing was heels. There was also some other girls and boys there which I hadn't met yet and from where I was standing I could see 2 other naked girls and 1 just wearing a thong. I wondered if Layla would be unhappy that she wasn't the only one naked.

The pub crawl went much the same as pub crawls back home, the main differences being the heat and the lack of clothes which did attract some attention but none of the guys tried anything probably because the naked girls were with a load of guys.

By about half way through the night Layla was almost begging me to take he down an alley and fuck her but I was going to make her wait. I love the 'wanting' look on her face.

Towards the end of the evening a couple of the girls were complaining that their feet were hurting and some bright spark suggested that the guys carry the girls on their shoulders. All of a sudden I was happy the Layla doesn't weigh much as there were lots of giggling and screaming girls climbing onto guys shoulders.

For the rest of the evening, and going back to the hotel, I carried Layla around on my shoulders. The only thing that I was worried about was did Layla think she was missing out on people seeing her pussy, even though her juices were soaking the back of my T-shirt.

The night ended with me fucking Layla from behind, out on the balcony with her looking at the people on the balconies of the hotel opposite. Some who showed their appreciation for the show that we were putting on..

*****

After starting the orgasm count again (not that either of us knew the real total from the previous day), we went for breakfast with Layla just wear one of her rectangles of see-through material and making sure that it opened wide enough to reveal both her hips and everything between.

Those triangles became Layla's breakfast clothes every day.

That day we had booked to go on a 'Party Boat Cruise' and a coach was to collect us at 9 a.m.

Again Layla asked me what she should wear and I chose a see-through top that was so short that it left some under boob on display, not that Layla has much of a rack but we both like her tits and she is more than happy for anyone to see them

Again another ultra short, see-through skirt but this one was figure hugging. It rode up above her pubic bone as she walked and when she climbed up onto the coach she didn't pull it back down, much to the delight of the future sailors already on the coach.

As I walked down the aisle behind Layla I saw all the male eyes looking at her.

"Hey," one guy shouted, "I think that she's that girl from the on the balcony opposite but I can't really tell because she's got some clothes on."

"Hi, I'm Layla, I hope that I don't offend you."

"No chance of that." I thought as Layla resisted the offers of the laps to sit on.

We took a seat near the back behind a seat with 2 guys on it. Because of the cramped space Layla couldn't display her pussy but her bald pubes and tits were on show through the short, see-through top.

No sooner than the coach started moving the 2 guys in the seat in front of us got up on their knees, turned and introduced themselves as Matt and Ethan, Matt adding,

"It is you isn't it, the couple that fuck like rabbits on the balcony and in your room. I'm not totally sure because you've got your clothes on."

"Probably, Layla's an exhibitionist and a nymphomaniac who hates wearing clothes." I replied, "I'm surprised that you didn't see her going round the bars last night totally naked."

"Bloody hell mate we missed out there." Ethan said.

"Hey," Layla said, "it wasn't just me there was half a dozen of us."

"We go to the wrong bars Matt." Ethan said.

The conversation got less interesting and before we knew it the coach was pulling up in a harbour car park along side half a dozen other coaches. Dozens of young people were getting off and heading for a big 18th century galleon type boat.

"I hope that that thing has an engine." I thought. "There's no wind so it will take hours to get out of the harbour."

Anyway, everyone went up the gang plank and to the big open deck at the front. I say open deck but there were quite a few raised areas that people had already climbed onto and some were dancing to the not so loud music.

I led Layla to the side of the boat and sat on the side with Layla between my legs leaning back on me like she often does. With no glass or bottle in my hands both of them went round her, my right one to her bare stomach and my left one higher, just below where the bottom of her tits were showing below her top. Instinctively my hands started moving and as the ship got underway I had the front of her skirt over her pubes and her top pushed up over her nipples.

The music volume increased and I started seeing people with bottles of booze in their hands and more people dancing. I started to feel Layla moving to the music a little so I eased my hold on her and her movement got bigger. She twerked me for a while then she stood up straight, turned around to face me and was dancing for me with a big grin on her face.

I watched as she lifted her top off and gave it to me. Still dancing she slowly did a 360 to see what was going on behind her. We could see other topless girls dancing. Layla kicked her flip flops off and to my feet then she backed a way from me a little. I looked left and right and saw other guys propping up the side of the boat, most drinking and some looking at Layla and other dancing girls, some now wearing just thong or G-string bottoms.

I guessed that Layla was determined to be the first naked girl there because I watched as she peeled her skirt down until gravity took over. There were a few cheers as the rest of her bare body came into view.

Layla danced in front of me for a while then went and climbed onto one of the raised areas. People were now able to look up her legs and see all of her pussy as she danced with her legs about shoulder width apart, and she wasn't trying to hide her pussy as she danced around the raised area stopping moving for a while when she was in front of some guys.

When we were well out of the harbour the music died and a man's voice came over the speakers. I looked at Layla and she was just stood, with her legs well apart, above a couple of guys who were just looking up.

The speaker announced that we were out of the noise restriction area, that there was free booze being served at the back of the boat and that in 15 minutes some party games would start. Then the music started again.

I looked at Layla and gave her the 'want a drink' sign with my hand. She nodded so off I went.

It must have taken all of that 20 minutes to get some drinks but when I got back the naked Layla was still up there dancing along with 2 more naked girls and 4 in just thongs or G-strings.

Matt from on the bus appeared next to me and said,

"She really is an exhibitionist isn't she?"

"Yeah."

"You're a lucky bastard Jake."

"I know."

"Is she likely to start up that other thing that you mentioned, a nymphomaniac."

I knew what he was hoping for so I replied,

"No, she may be an exhibitionist and a nymphomaniac and she often looks like a slut but she isn't a slut. When it comes to fucking she's a one man girl. She'll tease a lot and drive men crazy but it's me that she comes back to when she wants to be fucked."

"As I said Jake, you're a lucky bastard."

Shortly after that I saw some men start clearing the deck just in front of the raised area where Layla was. I worked my way round to the back of the raised area, climbed on and sat by Layla's feet. When I looked up it was like I was looking up her skirt and seeing her slightly spread pussy except there was no skirt, no nothing covering her naked body. We watched as a man with a microphone went into the cleared area and announced that it was party games time.

Layla and I had heard about the games on party boats and were expecting silly and drinking game, possibly with a bit of sex simulation, and that's what we got, but it was a laugh as girls and boys got up and made fools of themselves.

Then the MC announced that it was time to get serious. Layla looked down to me with a puzzled look on her face and I just shrugged my shoulders.

"Right girls and boys, I want 3 girls and 3 boys, not partners, to come here and show us all your favourite sex position."

There was lots of cheering but only 2 guys and 1 girl (just wearing a thong) put their hands up. The MC called all 3 over then said,

"Well if you're not going to volunteer I'll just have to pick the other 3 and shame you into coming over. Right, the guy with shitty brown shorts over there (he pointed to the victim) get your ass over here or I'll get the girls to throw you over the side."

What choice did he have? He slowly walked over looking down at the deck all the way.

"Right, 2 girls, you, the blonde who couldn't find any clothes when she got out of some strange man's bed this morning. Yes you. Come on."

A naked blond girl walked over with a grin on her face.

"Right, last girl, I know, you the short blonde up there with little tits and a guys hand on your pussy, get his hand out of your cunt and get down here."

It was then that I realised that my right hand had slid up Layla's left leg and was indeed idly toying with her clit.

"He means you Layla." I said.

Layla looked down at the smiling me then started to climb down and walk over to the MC. When she turned to face the audience I could see that lustful expression on her face.

The MC then paired them up, Layla ended up with a tall, muscular guy and she looked even smaller against him.

"Right girls and boys, for starters I want each couple to get into the girl's favourite position for giving your man a blowjob."

I got my phone out and started videoing.

Layla and her hunk talked for a minute or so then the guy got on the deck and it looked like they were going into a 69 with Layla on top but as soon as she was just about there the guy put his arms round her waist, held her tight, then got to his feet.

Layla's front was held against his front, Layla upside down with her face right in front of his shorts and her pussy right in front of his mouth.

Not content with being like that Layla spread her legs wide and the guy started pretending to be licking her pussy. I looked at the other 2 couples and thought,

"No contest."

Both girls were on their knees in front of their man.

"Well I don't think that there's much of a contest here." The MC said, "Okay girls and boys, now can you get into the boy's favourite position to eat a girl's pussy."

I pressed 'record video' on my phone.

More words between Layla and her partner then Layla got on her back and raised her legs up high, spread them wide then pulled them back until her knees were by her shoulders. The guy then knelt either side of her face and leant forward, his face right above her spread pussy. Again the guy pretended to lick Layla's pussy.

I looked at the other 2 couples and saw the girls on their backs with their legs spread wide and the guys knelt between their legs.

"At least 2 of the guys are getting a great view." I thought.

"Well," the MC said, "another easy winner. Now girls and boys, I want you to get in your favourite position to fuck."

Again more words between Layla and the guy then the guy got on his back on the deck. Layla wasn't happy with which way his feet were pointing and she got him to shuffle round until his feet were nearest to the audience. Layla then put her feet either side of his waist and bent her knees so the her spread pussy was over his crotch.

"Reverse cowboy." I thought but Layla wasn't finished. She lay back and supported herself with her hand beside his shoulders.

This left Layla's spread pussy on display for all to see. But Layla still wasn't done, I saw her mouth move like she was talking then the guys hands came round her body and grabbed her tits.

All the guys in the audience started cheering as the guy fondled Layla's tits and rolled and pulled on her nipples.

I could see that Layla's pussy was leaking something rotten and I zoomed in on it hoping that the camera would capture how wet she was.

Layla started lifting her pelvis up and down getting more cheers and I could see her pussy muscles clenching then releasing over and over.

"Jeez," I thought, "she's loving every second of this."

The MC came over and told the boys and girls to get up and I suddenly realised that I hadn't even glanced at the other 2 couples.

"What the hell, maybe the camera caught them." I thought.

Layla and her partner were again pronounced as the winners and they were each giver a bottle of what I later discovered was cheap champagne. She came back to me with a huge grin on her face.

"Enjoy that did you?"

"Oh yes, but I need you to fuck me. I need to cum."

"I may be able to arrange the latter but the former will be a lot more difficult." I replied.

I opened the bottle and we started drinking. The bottle was just about empty when the MC got on the sound system again and announced that the ship would soon be dropping anchor then there would be more drinks and food, and more games on the beach.

We looked and saw a little beach with high cliffs round it. We stayed, sat as we were on the edge of the raised area with out feet hanging over the edge and laying back on our elbows, watching the crew launch a little motorised dinghy then load supplies into it, and the party goers starting to jump overboard and swim ashore.

Matt and Ethan came over to use and congratulated Layla, Ethan saying that he wished that he's been Layla's partner. I noticed that both of them were looking between Layla's legs which had been spread a bit since she sat down and I also noticed that Layla saw them looking and she opened her legs a bit wider. They must have been able to see her juices leaking out.

Anyway, champagne finished and most of the party goers already overboard Layla and I decided that it was our turn to go overboard. I went to our bag and got out the waterproof phone pouch that I was happy that I'd remembered, put my phone in it and we jumped off the boat holding hands.

"That'll sober me up." Layla said when she surfaced.

"Yes," I thought, "but it won't take much to get you 'happy' again.