The Friday Flashers

"Fuck, I can't believe this is happening," Jake moaned, as Ella took him deep in her mouth, before sliding her lips and tongue up and down in long smooth sucks. Ella didn't say anything, she simply sucked him eagerly, one hand wrapped around the root of his cock, stroking as her mouth worked the top two thirds. Jake groaned and thrust at her mouth as she worked him, his cock an iron rod in her mouth.

"Fuck, I'm gonna blow," he declared, after she'd been sucking him for a good ten minutes.

"Give it to me," Ella growled quickly, barely pausing in her efforts. She could hear him panting and gasping, and then his cock stiffened and pulsed in her hand, as he shot his load into her mouth.

Ella swallowed eagerly.

Wiping her mouth clear of the remnants of his explosion, she stood back up. "Thanks for lunch," she commented with a grin.

"That's it?" he asked.

"Not enough for you?" she asked, surprised.

"Well it was amazing and all, but to be honest, I was hoping to at least get to touch that slice of heaven between your legs."

"Greedy, greedy boy," Ella admonished him, waggling a finger at him. She took his hand though, and guided it between her legs, sighing as his fingers began stroking the microfibre thong against her pussy lips. She parted her legs a little further as his fingers danced, seeking the edge of the fabric. Moments later, she felt his fingers on her bald lips, sliding over them only long enough to find her entrance. A finger slid inside her and she groaned happily, briefly wondering if she should let him fuck her right there.

An announcement over the loudspeaker snapped her back to reality though, and she gently pulled at his wrist before closing her legs.

"I don't suppose you're staying locally?" Jake asked, when it was clear he wasn't about to get any more action from her.

"No, we're in the city, actually," Ella informed him.

"Crap, no chance of meeting you later then. I'll just have to settle for watching your next game."

"The more the merrier, but the powers that be are on to me, so I'm going to have to put these pesky shorts back on," she told him with a laugh.

Jake clearly brought some friends back to watch their second game, and Ella couldn't help but wonder before it started if he'd told them about her giving him a head job between games. She let it slip from her mind though, as the game commenced. There was too much on the line, and she didn't want to let her teammates down.

They won the game in another tight finish, which put the entire team in a celebratory, if slightly anxious, mood on the way back to the hotel in their bus. They'd made the final, but that didn't stop the nerves about having to actually play in it the following day.

The coaches and chaperones were being extra-serious, and Ella's attempts to get her teammates interested in something a bit naughty fell mostly flat.

"What a bunch of party poopers," she complained to Becca and Jess in the time they had before dinner. "What good is it to start something fun like the Friday Flashers, if no one wants to go out flashing?"

"Relax El, I'm sure once we get past the final, everyone will be more on board, they just want to make sure they have the best chance they can of winning."

"Okay I get that, but it's still boring as fuck," Ella complained. "I mean this is the perfect time. We're in the city, we're basically anonymous, and we have an hour to kill. I'm heading out. Coming with?"

Becca and Jess looked at each other and came to an unspoken agreement.

"Yeah," Becca answered first. "Even if it's just to make sure you don't end up getting arrested."

"Or pregnant," Jess laughed.

"I don't think anyone ever got pregnant from flashing, Jess," Ella laughed.

"Yeah, but something tells me you'll need us along to curb some of your more outrageous ideas," Jess replied.

"Whatever," Ella laughed. "At least you're coming with!" She pulled off her t-shirt, removed her bra, and put on a pullover that had no mention of their club.

"Well, I guess that says something pretty direct about your intent!" Becca laughed. Ella just grinned at her and flipped the pullover up, flashing her tits, showing exactly how prepared she was.

"Surprised you're not wearing a skirt and no panties, really," Jess observed.

"Well, it is starting to get a bit cooler out there, and I have to be a little bit practical. Even I don't want to come down with something before tomorrow's final. So let's do this! Are you two flashing too?"

"Not me; sorry babe," Becca replied.

"I'll think about it," Jess proposed.

"Then at least take off your bra, just in case," Ella said to Jess. Jess gave it a moment's thought, and then did as Ella suggested, adopting a similar uniform.

"Okay! First stop, that footbridge over the highway!" Ella declared.

"Heaven help us," Becca laughed.

The three girls left the hotel, promising the chaperone they ran into in the lobby they'd be back before the hour was out, and in time for dinner. Ella eagerly led them to the footbridge, which they ascended onto, and then stopped when they were above the three lanes of traffic heading out of the city.

"You joining in, Jess?" Ella asked hopefully.

"Not just yet," Jess replied, clearly disappointing Ella.

"Fine; well, I'm going to give Sydney a treat!" she declared. She stepped to the edge of the foot bridge and leaned against the railing, that was about waist high on her. She waited until there was a quiet moment, without anyone walking toward their position on the bridge, but with plenty of cars passing underneath, and flipped up her top, bouncing her breasts in plain sight of any motorists that happened to look up.

Jess and Becca kept their eyes out for any pedestrians that might be about to spot what she was up to, while Ella laughed and laughed, and presented her tits to the world. It wasn't long until there were a few horns honking from the highway in appreciation of the display.

"People coming, Ella!" Becca hissed, and Ella reluctantly packed her tits away.

"God, that's so much fun," Ella gushed, as she waited for the pedestrians to pass them and be walking away from her again. "Come on, Jess. Double the fun with me!"

Jess looked nervously about, as Ella took up her position again. Then with an almost apologetic glance at Becca, she stepped forward and stood beside Ella.

"Well fuck, this railing is too high for me," Jess complained, when she realised it was at about nipple height for her shorter stature. "Even if I flash, no-one down there is going to see anything."

"That sucks!" Ella observed, realising what their height difference meant. "Well, we'll just have to find somewhere else for you to flash." She flipped her top up and exposed her tits to the traffic again before settling it back in place with a sigh. "Doing that makes me so horny!"

"You're incorrigible," Becca accused her, as they made their way off the footbridge. Ella playfully flipped her the bird.

As they neared the end of the footbridge, a group of businessmen were walking on the sidewalk of the street below, and were soon to pass under the girls' position. Ella whistled at them, and when they looked up, she gave them the same show she'd given the traffic. The men below simply stared in shocked amazement, until Ella quickly pulled her top back down and ran off the end of the footbridge, determined to be out of sight before they worked out which direction the girls were headed. Jess and Becca were left to chase her and catch up, caught out by her spontaneity.

"Come on Jess, one random flash together for the Friday Flashers?" Ella coaxed her friend as their free time neared its end. "Someone has to join me, or this so-called club is going to be dead to me."

"Okay, one time," Jess agreed. The girls walked back in the direction of their hotel, waiting until they were nearly there, before they saw a group of guys they were happy to flash. They figured on being close enough to get into the hotel and out of sight before they might be followed, but not so close that they might be seen by a chaperone in the lobby.

"Hey, you guys!" Ella shouted to the group of guys they'd targeted across the street. When the four guys turned to see who had called out, Ella and Jess both lifted their tops and flashed.

"Holy shit!" came the cry from one of the guys. A car that was passing visibly slowed as well.

"Hang on, we're coming to you!" another of the guys called out, clearly seeking a safe path through the traffic. The girls didn't wait though, they pelted off down the street. They could hear the guys yelling and the car beeping as they fled.

They burst into the hotel lobby giggling and panting, quickly making their way to the stairs, not wanting to be caught waiting for the lift, where they'd be found if the group of guys worked out where they'd gone.

"That was so much fun!" Ella decreed, when they all flopped onto the king-sized bed in their shared room.

"It was, actually," Jess agreed. "Maybe Becca will join in next time?"

"Maybe," Becca replied, not committing to anything.

"Oh come on Becca, promise me you'll join in and have some fun. I'll make it worth your while," Ella pleaded.

"Oh really, and what might that entail?"

"A yummy orgasm?"

"Huh, you'll do that for me anyway!" Becca laughed.

"Probably, but I could promise not to hold out on you?"

"Yeah right, there's no way you could keep your hands off me if I pushed you," Becca argued.

"Well maybe I'll just have some fun with Jess tonight, and you can see how strong my willpower is."

"Fine by me, you two can have the king bed, and I'll take the single," Becca replied. "Just remember we have a final to play tomorrow, so don't use up all your energy!"

Becca made a point of going to bed early and Ella made a point of ensuring that Jess had a very noisy orgasm, knowing that Becca would hear everything from the adjacent bed. Ella didn't want to be accused of letting the team down though, so even though she had her fun with Jess, the two girls still settled down to sleep at a reasonable hour, to ensure they'd be well enough rested for the final.

The girls all woke early, excited and nervous about the big game ahead of them. Whether they won or lost it would be their last day in Sydney, so they had to pack their bags before the bus left to take them to the stadium.

The girls were in good spirits, and the warm-up for the game went well. The first quarter was a disaster though, with nerves getting the better of a number of the players. They were four goals down at the first break, and in dire need of a turn-around.

The performed better through the second quarter, but still slipped a further goal behind.

During the third quarter everything started to come together for them, and they pulled back against the deficit to be only two goals behind, leading into the final quarter.

It was a tense affair, and after Mandy pulled off an awesome intercept after they fumbled their own centre's pass, Alice shot a game-tying goal with only a minute to go. Unfortunately that made it the opposition's centre pass meaning they'd have to intercept even to have a chance at taking a shot to win. The ball was moved quickly into their opponents' offensive third, but Megan pulled off a brilliant intercept when they tried to pass to their shooter in the circle.

A series of quick passes down court saw the ball fired into Ella in their own goal circle, though she was well outside her usual shooting range. With the final seconds ticking down, the crowd was screaming for her to shoot, desperate for her to get the ball in the net before time ran out. She looked for a quick pass to Alice, but she was too well defended. Ella put the ball up ready to shoot, paused long enough for her defender to lose her balance and her blocking hand to fade away, then she launched the shot. It hit the far side of the ring, bounced up, came back down on the near side of the ring, then seemed to balance indecisively on the edge for a moment, before rolling in through the ring and down through the net.

"Time!" the timer called out and the umpire blew her whistle to end the game. The girls were ecstatic, jumping about, hugging and screaming over their win. The girls of the two junior teams, who'd been watching from the sidelines, joined in their celebration.

When things had calmed down and the presentations were over, their coach informed them that rather than getting straight on the bus to go home, they'd be going on a boat tour around the harbour, something of a reward for their successful efforts.

"Really? A harbour tour?" Jess moaned, as they gathered at the bus, waiting to drive into the city.

"What's wrong with a harbour tour?" Becca asked.

"Other than being trapped with nowhere to go, and no way even to get a drink, nothing at all!" Jess complained.

"Don't worry, I've got the drinks covered," Ella whispered to them. "We'll make the best of it."

The girls took a chance to grab sodas before they boarded the boat that would take them around the harbour, and then they set about finding an out of the way spot where the chaperones wouldn't be able to watch them too closely. They ended up near the starboard bow, where the tour boat opened up to something of a viewing deck. Ella took each of the girls' soda bottles, then slipped into the boat's bathroom, where she topped them all up with vodka.

They were half an hour into the two-hour ride, and starting to feel the effects of the alcohol, when they spotted a cruise ship coming toward them, ready to pass under the harbour bridge.

"Oh my God! Look at the size of that floating city! How many people are on it?" Ella asked.

"Thousands, probably," Jess replied.

"Well in that case, I don't care if it's Friday or not, it's time to get the tits out for a celebratory flash, girls!"

"Hell yeah!" Jess laughed.

"One in, all in!" Alice declared. Ella looked at Becca, knowing she was likely to be reluctant, and also the least likely to fall prey to peer pressure.

But surprisingly, Becca answered with "You only live once," and a big grin. The girls quickly lined the side of the boat, with the girls on each end keeping an eye out for coaches and chaperones. As they started to come alongside the cruise ship, it was obvious there were hundreds of passengers standing at its railings and on balconies, enjoying their arrival into Sydney Harbour.

"On the count of three girls," Alice called out. "One ... two ... three!"

The line of nine girls grabbed their tops and bras and hauled them up to expose their breasts. They were a fair distance from the cruise ship and individuals weren't particularly easy to make out, but they were close enough to at least know there was a reaction. They held their tops up and waggled their chests, breasts jiggling and wiggling to varying degrees, relative to their size.

After what seemed like a really long time, but was probably less than ten seconds, the girls packed themselves away, talking and laughing excitedly at the audacity of their brazen act.

"God, that was fun," Ella gushed to Becca. "Makes me want to find another spot to flash a heap of people!"

"Well maybe you should just be happy we got away with it," Becca suggested.

"Probably. The worst thing is, what I could really use right now is an orgasm, and we're stuck on this freakin' boat for another hour!"

"That's plenty of time,' Becca suggested. "if we can find somewhere quiet and out of the way, of course."

"I haven't seen anywhere yet," Ella noted. "But hey, maybe a quick tour will turn something up."

Ella and Becca excused themselves from the rest of the team, and went in search of a quiet spot where they could entertain each other. Unfortunately their search was both brief and unsuccessful, and by the time they finally disembarked from the boat, Ella was both frustrated and horny.

There was little time between the boat and getting back on the bus, and the girls took the chance to stock up on more soda, so they could continue to drink the vodka on the return journey, knowing that they wouldn't be arriving back home until late in the night.

"You know what night driving means, don't you?" Becca said to Ella, as they settled into their seats at the back of the bus.

"What's that?"

"It'll be too dark for anyone to see you flashing."

"Gee, thanks for spoiling the fun," Ella sighed.

"But it also means if they kill the lights inside the bus, it will be nice and dark. Maybe I can get you off while we travel," Becca suggested, her hand sliding over Ella's thigh and rubbing gently between her legs.

"Now that might just make it all worthwhile," Ella replied happily.

As the bus wound its way out of the congestion of Sydney, Ella took advantage of several moments in the slow-moving traffic to show off her tits to the motorists, as did some of her more enthusiastic teammates. There was a bit of discussion about it not being Friday, but Ella let her friends know that given the chance to be anonymous, she was going to seize it. She also told them she planned to set the Friday Flashers some challenges once they were back home.

The day quickly transitioned to night and the bus's interior lights went out. The darkened atmosphere seemed to settle some of the excitement of the post-win celebrations, and Becca leaned into Ella, resting her head on her shoulder and her hand between her thighs. Ella's legs parted to accommodate her friend's hand, and Becca stroked her fingers against her crotch.

"Kinda regretting the athletic tights at this point," Ella moaned, as she enjoyed her friend's attentions.

"Then take them off," Becca stated simply. "Just hold a jumper over your lap. Ella grinned at her, and wiggled her tights and thong off her hips and down, but only to her ankles, rather than removing them completely. Becca's fingers danced over Ella's bald pussy lips, teasing before sliding between them and within.

Ella slid her butt to the edge of the seat and spread her legs, her jumper covering her lap, as Becca had suggested.

"God I wish you could eat me," Ella moaned.

"Shhh, just enjoy it," Becca giggled into her ear, looking about to make sure they weren't being observed. They were in the pair of seats just in front of the back row, with Ella against the window. Becca brought a finger to Ella's clit and lightly stroked it back and forth, barely touching it.

Ella squirmed, trying to get a firmer touch. "Tease," she complained in a whisper.

"Yep," Becca replied. She did gradually increase the pressure though, holding her friend's labia apart with her index and ring fingers while her middle finger worked away at the hard little nub. With her free hand, she reached across her own body and gave Ella's tit a squeeze.

"Fuck yes, Becca, like that," Ella moaned, her pleasure building by the second. Then she simply bit down on her bottom lip, whimpering occasionally as Becca took her closer and closer to the pinnacle of her pleasure. She gasped aloud when her orgasm hit, and clamped her thighs together, trapping Becca's hand, while her pussy pulsed and twitched in the aftermath.

Becca managed to extract her hand and while Ella sorted out her clothing, she sucked quietly on her fingers, savouring the taste of her friend's pussy.

"Tomorrow I'm definitely going to eat you out," Becca promised with a sigh.

"Tomorrow I'm going to do all sorts of things to you!" Ella assured her friend. "And then on Friday, well, let's just say I have plans that might just cause a ruckus!"

"Heaven forbid," Becca laughed.

"Want to swap seats so I can get you off?"

"Naah, I'll hang in there until tomorrow's nefarious plans."

"Suit yourself," Ella said happily. They settled in for the rest of the drive then, sleeping off their evening of drinking and the excitement of their exploits. Ella made plans in her head until she fell asleep, making a mental list of the flashing challenges that would await the Friday Flashers.