Georgia - S01 E08

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Georgia - S01 E08

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 8

Moving down to the skirt part, the waist is just a 2 cm band going around my waist with the 2, narrow halter parts attached to the top of it and the lengths of material to the bottom of it. There are 2 lengths of material below the waist, the first, and biggest one goes from one hip bone, round the back and to my other hip bone. The front length is much narrower and goes from about 2 cm from my hip bone to about 2 cm from my other hip bone. The only way that I could wear anything under it is if the waist band of the knickers was covered by the 2 cm band round my waist. Not that I intended to wear any knickers.

“When you walk my dear, this front panel will gape open if you are not careful. You may, or may not wish to hold it in place.”

“I won’t.” I heard myself say.

As Celeste made numerous minor adjustments I imagined myself walking into the ballroom, dress gaping open and flowing behind me; and all eyes staring at me. My pussy started tingling.



When Celeste was done, she stood back then walked right around me.

“Two things that you might want me to change Georgia, firstly this waist band, it goes all the way round and is fastened with this little piece of velcro. I could put 2 big gold rings in it, one on each hip bone. And secondly, I could split this front panel right up the middle. That would mean more exposure but maybe this is enough for you.”

“No, no, those are great ideas, can you do them? Will it still be ready for Saturday?”

“Of course dear, now let’s get it off you and you can just stand there for a while. Oh, just one more thing that I want to check Georgia.” Celeste said then she walked behind me.

Lifting my hair up I felt the 2 ends of the bow of the halter being slowly pulled then the next thing that I knew was that the dress was puddled on the floor around my feet. I giggled and Celeste said,

“Excellent, the boys will love that.”

“So will I.” I thought.

I lifted first one foot then the other and Celeste retrieved the dress. Celeste walked out of the room leaving me stood there on the pedestal totally naked.

“Let me know when you are leaving Georgia.” I heard Celeste say before a door shut.

I looked around then out the front of the shop. No one was looking in at me. I felt awkward for a few seconds, then a bit naughty. My hands moved up to my tits, squeezed them then pulled, twisted and tweaked my nipples. If I was on display I wanted my nipples to look at their best, even if no one was looking.

After a minute or so I felt even naughtier and my right hand slid down my front to my pussy. As I slid a finger between my lips I slid my feet as far apart as the pedestal would allow and found my clit. I slowly started rubbing.

I was just getting soo close when I heard the doorbell ring. Apart from moving my hand to my side, I froze. OMG, I’d been caught masturbating while naked in the middle of a shop in the middle of town. My heart started pounding.

“This is a cute little shop; hang on a minute dear while I have a look around.”

My heart slowed a little as I realised that they couldn’t have seen me masturbating, but what could I do, how could I get out of there. My phone was on the sales counter but even if I could call James it would take a while for him to get there.

I decided to just stay frozen and hope for the best.

My eyes turned to see the middle-aged couple splitting up. The woman went to some racks and the man looked around. Seeing me he walked over to me and stared.

“Geeze dear, these mannequins look so life-like these days. This one’s even got moisture between her legs.”

“Don’t be stupid Henry; it’s a mannequin of a kid. I don’t know why they’ve got that, all these clothes are for adult women.”

Henry gently pressed on my right nipple.

“Bloody hell, it’s warm and soft.” I heard him say.

Well he got it half right, it was warm but it was rock hard; so hard that it was hurting. I guess that he meant that my tit was soft.

Then Henry put his hand on my pussy and his fingers slid between my lips. I just felt a finger start to go inside me when I heard the woman say,

“Leave it alone Henry, you’ll get arrested for being a paedophile.”

“You’re the one that said it was a mannequin dear; I don’t think that molesting child mannequins would get me locked-up.”

With that Henry moved away and I breathed a sigh of relief.

I clenched my pussy as hard as I could until the couple left the shop then I let out let out a long, loud moan and started cumming.

Celeste was stood in front of me when I started to come down from my high.

“Enjoy that did you Georgia? I can arrange for more of that if you like. I go to these parties where girls give themselves to people to pleasure them.”

“Oh yes please;” I heard myself say, “but I’m going away on holiday at the end of next week. Can it wait until I get back?”

“There’s a party happening next Tuesday if you’re interested, I’m sure that I can get you in.”

I thought for a while then said,

“Can I let you know on tomorrow when I collect the dress?”

“Sure; no problem. Now, do you want to stay standing there or is there somewhere else where you want to go and exhibit that cute little body of yours.”

“I don’t know about that but maybe it would be a good idea for me to leave; I think that I’ve had enough of being molested by strangers for one day.”

“Are you sure about that Georgia? You do appear to like it. Your mother did too.”

“My Mother got molested by strangers in this shop?”

“And she orgasmed just like you did.”

“Wow, did daddy know?”

“I can’t answer that one, she never mentioned him; maybe you should ask him.”

“Then I’d have to tell him what I just did.”

“And would that be a bad thing?”

“I don’t know, I’m not sure how he’d take it.”

“Only one way to find out girl. But I’m sure that he’ll still love you after you’ve told him. How can anyone not love a little bundle of happiness like you?”

“Thank you Celeste, I think that I’ll phone my driver now.”

“Are you going to wait outside for him or on that pedestal?”

“Decision, decisions; inside I think then I’ll run out when I see the car.”

“Coward.”

“Maybe next time.”

I phoned James and then went and stood on the pedestal again. Hoping and not hoping that some more people would come in.

They didn’t and when I saw the car I shouted ‘bye’ and ran for it. I was a bit too quick for James and I had to stand in the road for a few seconds whilst he came round and opened the door. One car tooted at me.

As we drove off I turned to James and said,

“That was fun, now take me somewhere and fuck my brains out. Oh, and I want my first lesson in deep throating, I think that I’m going to need it.”

He did and he did and he did. The place he took me to was out in the country in a quiet little carpark at the side of a road going through some woods. He took me just into a wooded area and fucked me in a little grassy clearing. At first it was glorious as he ate my pussy and then fucked me. The lesson in throat fucking wasn’t so nice to start off with. The gagging and learning to control it was hard and tiring but James helped me and taught me when to relax and when to breathe.

It was when his cock was deep in my throat that he told me that we had a little audience, and had had one ever since we got there. When I was able, I looked around but couldn’t see anyone. Then I looked up at James and said,

“I want to go; I don’t like people watching me.”

“Who are you trying to kid. You love every seconds of it; you get off on being watched.”

He was right of course. I’d quickly realised over the last couple of days that I DO like being watched when I’m naked, and having some form of sex. It really does make me horny.

I looked up at him again then devoured his cock again. James responded by pulling my head onto him so that I’d got all of his cock was inside my mouth and throat.

He did that 3 or 4 more times then lifted my head off him.

“Stand up Georgia.” James commanded.

I did.

“Now go and stand in front of that log and bend over it.”

I did.

“Spread your legs.”

I did, and was expecting him to fuck me again. Instead he came round in front of me and got me to suck his cock again. As I was doing that I felt hands on my butt.

At first I thought that James had bent over and it was his hands, but when I looked up James was stood up straight. I had a little panic but James was watching and as he held my head on his cock I heard him tell me to relax.

As my head bobbed up and down a hand started finger-fucking me with another hand rubbed my clit. I was in heaven and before long I was cumming hard.

James had let go of my head when I had calmed down and I stood up to see who the hands belonged to but there was no one there.

“Who just finger-fucked me?” I asked.

“No one.” James replied.

“Come on, who was it?”

“No one.”

I asked him again 2 more times but he kept telling me that there was no one else there. Even when I said that he had said that we had a little audience he still said that we were alone.

I was starting to maybe believe him and believe that I had imagined it all when a middle-aged man came along a path and gave James the thumbs-up sign.

I turned to James and called him a bastard but he still denied that there had been anyone else touching me. He said that the other man had just been watching us.

I still wasn’t 100% sure that I’d been finger-fucked by someone else when we went back to the car. We got some funny looks from an old couple sat in their car eating something. I just smiled at them.

Just as we got back to daddy’s house James admitted that the man that I’d seen had been finger-fucking me. I called him a bastard, then thanked him and told him to pick me up at 10 o’clock in the morning.

It was still the middle of the afternoon so I went and had a swim. Just as I was getting out, Tommy, Mrs. Jones son arrived.

“Oh sorry,” he said, “I didn’t know that there was anyone here.”

“That’s okay.” I replied, “I was just leaving. You’re Tommy aren’t you?” I asked, standing there with my hands by my sides.

“You’re naked.”

“Yes.” I replied and realised that I was getting comfortable being naked around clothed people.

“Do you remember me from year 6 Tommy.”

“Oh yes, I remember you, you left and went to some boarding school. You’re a lot prettier now Georgia.”

“Thank you Tommy.” I said and saw Tommy’s eyes go up and down my body.

“Well I’ve got to go now Tommy, you enjoy yourself in the pool. Maybe I’ll see you again before I go on holiday.”

I walked off leaving poor Tommy just stood there watching me go.

I’d just finished drying my hair when I heard daddy arrive home to I put one of my new tank tops, a tight fitting one. I looked at myself in the mirror then tweaked and pulled my nipples so that they got hard. I was just about to get a skirt out to put on when I decided not to bother. Being so small a lot of my tops are long enough to cover my butt and pussy anyway. I decided to wear the top as a dress.

As I walked down the stairs the tight top / dress worked its way up and exposed my slit and half of my butt.

“Sod it.” I thought and went to find daddy. He was in the kitchen putting some takeaway in the oven so I went and hugged him. As I stretched up to put my arms around his neck I felt the top / dress ride up even further.

After the hug daddy stepped back and looked at me.

“Forget to put a skirt on did you Georgia?”

I pulled the top down so that my pussy was covered and said,

“No, I’m wearing this as a dress, it’s long enough.”

“Not when you’re moving your arms up and down.”

“Sorry daddy, I didn’t mean to embarrass you; you’re not upset with me are you?”

“I could never be upset with you Georgia, and no, you didn’t embarrass me, I’ve seen you naked hundreds of times when you were little, you used to run around without any clothes on right up until you started school; and your ‘new look’ down there reminds me of when you were little.”

“I’m glad that you’re not upset.” I replied then reached up to kiss him on his cheek. This time I didn’t pull my top down when I backed away. For the rest of the evening I was bottomless with daddy. I caught him looking at me a couple of time but neither of us said anything.

Daddy told me what the itinerary was for the time up until we flew out to the yacht: -

Tomorrow (Saturday) – The Ball.

Sunday – Daddy leaving to go to America.

Next Friday – Daddy gets back.

Next Saturday – Fly off to Ibiza (where the boat has been for the last 3 summers).

I made a mental note then added my own things to it.

We spent the rest of the evening watching a couple of movies and I cuddled up to daddy on the sofa. His arm was round me but it never went onto my tits or my butt. I made up for that a bit when I put the DVDs into the machine. I bent at the waist presenting my bare butt and pussy to him. He must have seen me but he didn’t say anything.

When I went to bed I again slept on the top of the bed, naked, and I left the door wide open. I knew that daddy would see me at least once because I’d asked him to wake me early because I had a lot of things to do before the ball.

To Be Continued.