Date: Thu, 1 Nov 2001 08:06:59 -0800 (PST)
From: Jenna de Rosa <jennatarp@yahoo.com>
Subject: Reluctant Mary Part 3 {Jenna}(F/f reluc)[3!_]

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2001. This work is unsuitable for minors. This work contains graphic
descriptions of sexual behavior between adult females and adult females
with minor females. The explicit nature of the story may be offensive.
Descriptions, scenes, characters and situations are purely fictional and
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Chapter Three


Mary almost passed out. Her life was over. She'd just made a huge mistake
and there was NO recovery now. She'd been duped into believing Kari had
photo's of her running from her mailbox naked and then blackmailed her into
masturbating. This evil neighbor now had real photo's of her. What was she
to do now?

In a cotton-mouthed whiny voice Mary asked, "What do you want?"

Kari, relishing her position of control, told Mary, "Shut up, bitch. You
don't ask questions, you do what I say, understand?!"

Mary felt helpless. Her life was suddenly totally out of control, her
control. Kari now controlled her. If she didn't do what Kari wanted she
would be humiliated beyond belief. What would her girls think? She was
finished. Her stomach hurt.

"Let's go to the market. I want you to wear one of those short skirts I've
seen you in. You know the ones, the short tennis skirts. Don't wear any
panties either. Put on a tight sleeveless top, too. Now hurry up and get
ready, my picture finger is getting itchy," Kari told her.

Mary shuffled off to her room, her head down. She rifled through her
drawers and found the items Kari told her to wear. She put them on and
slowly walked back into the living room.

"Since you like to show off your body so much, I'll give you the
opportunity to do just that," Kari said greedily.

"B-but I-I don't really like to do that," Mary said sheepishly, knowing
full well that she was lying because she did like to do that, but on her
terms, not someone else's.

"Oh yes you do. It's all over the neighborhood, too. We all know about
you. We've all seen you at one time of another, exposing yourself at the
market, or pool or here at your house," Kari insisted.

Mary felt completely exposed. Here all this time she thought she'd been so
careful.

"Put on some pumps and let's go. We'll take my car," Kari said.

Mary slipped on some pumps and they headed to Kari's car parked on the
street.

Kari drove them to the market and stopped at the far end of the parking
lot. She told Mary to walk into the store and stop several times along the
way to 'fix her shoe'. She was to bend over at the waist and basically
touch her toes. Once inside, Mary would get further instruction from Kari.

Mary did as she was told. She stopped as she walked in the parking lot and
bent over, showing Kari her fully exposed pussy and ass. The skirt was
barely long enough to cover her without bending over, so she knew it
wouldn't cover anything when she did. Despite the fact that she was being
forced to do this, Mary tried to make the best of it, and found she
actually liked it. She'd never been quite this bold before. She'd always
worn panties before and even worn a thong once, but never gone without
panties altogether.

In the meantime, Kari was busy snapping pictures of Mary as she exposed
herself. When Mary entered the store, Kari rushed inside. She needed to
give her new toy some more instructions.

Mary looked around as she entered the store. She was nervous. She knew
someone would see her. That was a foregone conclusion. It really wasn't
who, but when. She quickly walked past the empty check stands and headed
down the produce aisle. Grocery clerks busily went about their work and
ignored her presence. Mary turned around quickly when she felt a tap on her
shoulder. It was Kari and she had an instruction for her.

"Go to the frozen food section and when I give you the signal, get
something from deep inside the case, if you know what I mean," Kari said
slyly.

"Y-yes, I understand," said Mary hesitantly. She walked to the frozen food
aisle, her short little skirt flapping up under her buttocks as her hips
swayed from side-to-side. She caught a glimpse of herself in the reflective
glass doors of the frozen food case. Her legs looked extremely long in such
a short skirt. She turned and looked over her shoulder at her butt to see
how much you could see when she just stood there. Not much, but there was
NO room for error, she figured.

Two young middle school aged girls came into the store and headed toward
Mary. Kari waited patiently until the girls were headed down the same aisle
and were behind Mary. She signaled Mary to 'get in the case'.

Mary knew the young girls were behind her and she didn't want to bend over
into the case, but knew if she didn't her pictures would be published for
all to see. She held her breath as she bent over the case and reached deep
inside, as instructed.

The girls paused when they saw Mary's skirt start to rise. They gasped as
it revealed her butt crack and they stopped completely and stared as her
neatly trimmed pussy pushed backward between her thighs. They could clearly
see the dark skinned pussy lips that surrounded her inner pinkness, just
below her dark brown ass hole.

The girls stared in amazement, first at Mary's wonder and then at each
other before grabbing each other and shuffling off giggling.

A few minutes later, they confronted some friends who entered the store and
giggled and pointed at Mary. Kari watched the four young girls for a moment
before realizing they wanted to see more of Mary. Kari approached Mary and
told her she'd better do a lot of bending and reaching for these young
girls or she was gonna be in big trouble. Kari left Mary to her own
devices. She positioned herself so the girls were between her and
Mary. That way she could get pictures of the girls looking at Mary, from
the same angle.

Mary moved to the floral section that was relatively open. The girls
sauntered over pretending to be looking at flowers, too. Mary knew they
were following her and she started to feel uneasy. What if they knew her
daughters? They were obviously from the same school and were in her on
their lunch break. As she strolled amongst the flowers she saw Kari off in
the distance angrily motioning for her to get on with it.

Mary saw some flowers on a floor display. She knew she should squat down
and smell them, but that wouldn't satisfy Kari. Mary knew what she had to
do or she'd be in real trouble. She took a deep breath and exhaled as she
bent forward at the waist.

The four girls quickly moved into a position to best observe Mary. They all
stood and watched, as Mary smelled the flowers. They elbowed each other and
exchanged glances of "I told you so."

Mary stood erect and pretended not to notice them. She continued to mill
around the floral section. Mary was strangely aroused by the close
encounter. She found she liked being watched at such a close distance. She
wanted to do it again, before the girls had to leave. She bent over and
picked up a vase or two before standing up again. She watched the girls out
of the corner of her eye. They giggled and prodded each other in giddy
excitement.

Kari snapped photographs like crazy. She was running out of disk space. She
popped in a new disk and in seconds was ready to go.

Mary was surprised at the level of arousal she was feeling. Wetness was
seeping out of her pussy and rubbing on her thighs. She wanted to touch
herself, but didn't dare. She was in a store for gosh sake! As she moved
about the flowers, the girls continued to shadow her at a safe
distance. Mary knew that if they didn't like it, they would have left. They
must want her to do it again. She really should give them a good
show. They'll probably never see anything like this again. And Mary will
probably never have this opportunity again either.

Mary found a good location where the girls could easily see her, yet a
place where no one else really could. She spread her legs a little and bent
over. She pretended to admire some flowers. While bent over, she touched
the back of her leg with her hand and pretended she had an itch. She
scratched the whole length of her upper thigh, eventually massaging her
exposed buttock.

Mary heard the girls gasp and giggle nervous little laughs as they watched
her. She stood up and felt herself oozing. She really liked it. The girls
liked it. Mary was becoming light-headed as she began to drift out of
reality. She'd almost forgotten about how she got here, and was much more
interested in what she was doing, rather than why.

Mary wanted more. Her mind was racing. She was making devious plans at a
phenomenal rate. She had to find a way to get her clothes off in front of
these girls. She thought about just ripping them off or catching them on
something, but none made sense. She could spill something on
herself. "Yeah," she thought, "I could spill a vase of water on myself. Go
to the restroom and strip."  Hopefully, they'll follow her in and she could
do it in front of them.

Mary bent down and grabbed a vase of flowers; she 'accidentally' spilled
the water on her chest and down her skirt. Pretending to be embarrassed,
she brushed herself off and looked around for the restroom. She saw the
girls pretending to ignore her, so she walked over to them and asked, "Do
you girls know where the restroom is? I spilled water on myself and I need
to go dry my clothes."

The girls looked at each briefly with wide-eyed expressions, when one pipes
up, "yeah, it's over..." but stopped short when her friend elbowed her in
the ribs.

"We'll show you. It's over here," the girl said as she started toward the
corner of the store.

Mary and the other girls followed the girl into the store's dirty
restroom. It had two stalls without doors, a dirty sink and mirror and a
hand dryer. They all crowded in as Mary said, "Well thank God, they have a
hand dryer."

Without hesitation, Mary crossed her arms and grabbed the waist of her top
and peeled the wet garment over her head. Her large breasts, bounced as the
material freed them. The girls stared at her and she felt her nipples
harden like stone.

Mary was definitely aroused now. She couldn't stop herself, nor did she
want to. She looked at the four girls as she inserted her thumbs into her
waistband and pushed her skirt to the floor. She knew she had to make small
talk or the girls might freak. "Can you lock the door please? I don't want
anyone walking in on me. Are you girls out of school today?"

They were all enamored with Mary's body. They barely heard what she
asked. One of the girls told her they were just out for lunch.

Mary started to dry her top under the hand dryer. Her heart raced as
contemplated touching herself with her other hand. She faced her body
slightly away from the girls watching her and slid her hand down her
stomach and onto her pussy. Mary shuddered when goose bumps covered her
ass.

Just then the hand dryer stopped whirring and she quickly slapped the
button with her top covered hand. The machine kicked on again and Mary kept
touching herself. She couldn't believe she was naked in the bathroom with
four young teenage girls AND she was fingering herself!

The girls exchanged glances as Mary dried her top. They looked at her naked
figure from the back because Mary had turned that way. The girls knew Mary
was touching herself - down there - and they wanted to watch.

Finally a girl asked, "Do you need help?"

Mary, her arousal beginning to peak, said, "Sure, honey. Can you dry my
top?"

Eagerly the girl grabbed Mary's top and held it under the buzzing hand
dryer.

Mary needed permission to touch herself in front of the girls. She wanted
to orgasm something fierce, but she knew she couldn't pull it off without
them knowing. She inhaled deeply as she turned to face the girls. Their
eyes roamed Mary's firm figure as she turned and she sensed their
heightened anticipation.

Mary was entering a whole new world. Her mind clouded by arousal and
tingling emotions was focused on one thing: orgasm. Mary's vision became
narrow as her ears rang loudly in her head. Not trying to cover herself
while standing completely naked before them, she asked, "Girls, would you
mind if I touched myself?"

The girls grinned widely as they looked at each other in disbelief at their
unbelievable luck. Excitedly they clung to each other, as they emphatically
shook their heads, 'no'. Wide-eyed they watched Mary's every move.

Mary slipped her hand between her legs and pushed her middle into her soft
sloppy pussy. She was already so wet her finger slid in deeply as she
swiped upward toward her clit. She grabbed her breast with her other hand
and sighed as the sensations that indicated that orgasm were near,
permeated her body.

Mary leaned against the bathroom wall for support as she rubbed her finger
slowly up, then down, up, then down again. She cooed softly and closed her
eyes. Long ago had the hand dryer stopped and the room fell silent except
for the sound of Mary's sticky finger. She couldn't believe she was doing
this. Something or someone had taken over her body and made her do
this. She simply would NOT do this on her own.

Mary choked for breaths when her finger dragged across her sensitive clit,
shooting shocks of electricity through her vagina. She peeked at the girls
to make sure they were still watching and when she saw them staring at her
hand that massaged her pussy it nearly sent her over the edge. She
increased the tempo of her rubbing. She rolled her finger in small circles
around her clit as she held her lips open with two fingers. Up and down, in
and out went her finger as her wetness grew.

Mary's breathing intensified, as did her grunts. She was cumming and there
was no stopping her now. Mary wanted to make the most of her degradation so
she opened her eyes and looked at the girls faces when she exploded in
orgasm with an, "A-a-a-a-a-a-a-h-h-h-h-h-h."

Mary kept rubbing herself as her pussy convulsed, squirting sticky girl cum
on her fingers.

Hanging intently on each other's arms and leaning in to watch Mary cum, the
girls squealed with delight when she did. None of them had ever actually
seen a woman cum before and they were giddy with excitement at having just
witnessed one.

As Mary's orgasm subsided she began to take hold of her faculties and her
situation. The reality that she was standing naked in a public restroom
after having just masturbated in front of four teenage girls made her feel
fear.

One girl still held her top while another girl picked up her skirt. Mary
assumed she was being helpful. As Mary looked down for a moment, she heard
the door lock pop and the door open. The girls all tried to squeeze through
the door at the same time and scampered off laughing and giggling waving
Mary's skirt and top in the air like wild banshees.

Mary felt sick. She tried to cover herself as tried to figure out what to
do. She was stuck in the restroom in the back of the market without any
clothes still covered in cum. How would she get out of here? Call a
manager? She was screwed. She felt her pussy dry up as she tried to think
of what to do. Her mind was reeling.

She peaked around the corner and saw the store was empty except for Kari
who was waiting for her with camera poised and ready. Mary decided she
should make a run for it and bolted from the restroom. She couldn't run
well in pumps and try as she might, her breasts bounced from under her
grasp anyway. She made it through the front door and headed for Kari's car
way on the outer edge of the parking lot.

People stopped and stared, while others honked their appreciation at the
sight.  Mary banged into the car and jerked up on the door handle. Locked!
The door was locked. She turned around in a panicky state desperately
looking for Kari. She saw Kari slowly walking toward her, nonchalantly
making her way to the car, fully enjoying Mary's predicament. Mary pressed
her backside to the car and covered herself as best she could with her arms
and hands.

Fortunately for Mary, only a few people were out today. Kari sauntered up
to the car and walked to the driver's side. "Having trouble?" she asked
Mary in an uncaring tone.

"Please, just let me in the car, HURRY!" pleaded Mary.

Kari got in and looked out the passenger window at the poor pathetic
panicky Mary. She started the car and partially opened the window and said,
"I'll see you at home Mary. Don't be late."

Mary froze. Her heart stopped. She felt the car begin to move and she
started screaming, "Let me in, let me in! Please! Let me in!"

Kari stopped the car and unlocked the door. She laughed hysterically as
Mary crawled in and tried to hide. Kari drove them to the end of their
block and told Mary to get out. Mary's face turned white.

Mary thought Kari was kidding until she saw her expression. Kari was
serious. Mary looked down the deserted block, opened the car door and
bolted for her house, a block away. Her breasts bounced wildly as she
scampered across the open sidewalk. Breathlessly, she ran into her house
and straight into her bedroom where she locked herself in and cried. The
emotional relief of being safely back in her home poured out of her like
water. She sobbed and sobbed. What had she done? How did she get in this
predicament? What was she going to do now?

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