My Exhibitionist Mom - Chapter 70

CHAPTER 70- RACHEL DOESN'T BEAT OFF

Patty and I went over to visit Ada, our Chinese friend, for her 19th birthday. She has a big pool; their house is huge- I think Mrs. Wong was some kind of bigshot in China, maybe politically? But here they are nudists. So we sometimes sunbathe poolside, no clothes necessary. Ada doesn't have many friends. She speaks very good English, but she's a math whiz and kind of introverted. She doesn't get out to social events much, although she was in the chess club (you feel me?). So I was quite surprised when we got there and this girl Rachel was there. Rachel is 5'9", beautiful full breasts, gorgeous thick shoulder-length hair, long legs, small waist, big eyes, sensuous lips. Did I leave anything out? She looked like a model, and even sat like one. When we got there she was sprawled on the chaise on her side, propped up on one elbow,  reading a magazine, her hair draped perfectly around one shoulder, her legs demurely together bent under her. She waved a model-wave to us when we arrived.

It turns out she is a brainiac too, and she and Ada are in classes together. Patty and I shucked off our clothes and took a dip in the pool. Rachel didn't look like the type to get her hair wet, and Ada was engrossed in a book. I splashed Ada and she screeched, "AYE! You are getting me wet!" Duh. Patty splashed Rachel and her magazine. She didn't flinch, didn't move. She had a wry smile on her face. Didn't even close her eyes when the water hit her.

We got out, and were chatting, about everything you would expect. Clothes (even though we weren't wearing any), school, boys (of course). Rachel seemed nice enough, although she didn't say all that much. Ada can be quite chatty once she gets going. We saw Mrs. Wong approaching from the house, wearing a thin cover-up. She looks like a shorter-haired, slightly overweight version of Ada, but in a way, prettier. Rachel covered herself with her towel.

She had a plate of something called Chinese walnut cookies, and we had lemonade in a cooler. She sat down to have one with us. "You do not need to cover up here if you don't wish to, Rachel, we are very informal here." And she took off her cover-up and laid it on the back of her chair. "We are nudists!" Rachel smiled sweetly and nodded. She let her towel drop and left it in her lap. We finished our snacks, and when Mrs. Wong strolled back to the house, we started chatting again, and Rachel had the towel behind her head as a pillow.

Once the conversation got back to boys, I noticed Patty's hand had strayed down to her cunt, and she was toying with herself absent-mindedly. We were laughing and carrying on. All of a sudden, Rachel said to Patty, "Why don't you just 'beat off?'" And she said it like it was in quotes! I was shocked to hear her speak up out of the blue.

Patty was surprised. She said, "Do you think I should? Would you like to watch?"

"Well, you seem like you're halfway there already. You might just as well go ahead and finish."

"I'll wait for you if you'd like to join me!"

"No thanks, I don't beat off."

I said, "You don't masturbate? Come on now, Rachel, I know we've all just met, but you know us better than to expect us to believe THAT!"

"I have a boyfriend. He takes care of me."

I said, "Most boyfriends are clueless. They have to be taught everything." Patty and I laughed at the truth of it.

"When we make love I certainly don't need to beat off. He keeps me quite satisfied," she said smugly.

"Well he's not here right now, is he?" Patty said.

"I can wait, I'm not an animal."

I said, "I can safely say that Patty is an animal!" We all laughed, and the tension was broken. And we moved on to a conversation about the upcoming weekend. Who was doing what? Ada had an uncle and a cousin visiting from China. Patty and her boyfriend were going to the new Tom Cruise movie. She loves her Tom Cruise. Mom and I were going to a concert in the park. This good band I've seen around. And then I notice a noise, slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp. I look over past the table and there is Rachel, her right thumb moving in and out of her vagina, her left hand driving it hard. We all stopped talking and stared, as she looked up at us, but did not stop.

Patty said, "I thought you said you didn't beat off?"

"I don't. You dared me to, and I always accept a dare."

"You're the one who said you never masturbated. I guess you do, after all."

"I'm only doing it because you goaded me. Not because I want to." She was driving her thumb harder into her pussy.

"Well it doesn't look like you're having a terrible time." Rachel's mouth popped open and her eyes closed.

"I'm gonna come." She laid straight back on her lounger, put both legs up and out to a 45-degree angle, and moved her calves up and down at the knee in rhythm. "I'm coming."  She kept driving her thumb in and out until she was over her relatively quiet orgasm, as the rest of us watched in shock. It was quite obviously a real orgasm.

Patty said, "Well, that wasn't so bad, was it?" She looked at me and winked. Rachel just shrugged her shoulders, no expression on her face, her feet back down on her chair.

"It doesn't affect me one way or the other. I just did it to please you."

"To please us? How does that please us?" I asked. "If you want to please us you should jerk us all off!"

"You seemed as though you were expecting it, so I gave you what you were expecting, that's all."

I thought the conversation had run its course, but I was mistaken! She placed her thumb back to the entrance of her cunt, and pushed it back in. Hard. Then she started fucking it again. She fucked her thumb, in and out, at a vigorous pace. Ada said, "She's doing it again!"

I said, "The idea seems to be growing on her!"

Rachel said, "This is what you wanted to see, isn't it? You wanted to see how I beat off."

Patty said, "I thought you never beat off?"

"This is how I did it before I had a boyfriend. I've been doing it since I was 14 you know. But this is what women who do not have a boyfriend do."

"It sure looks like you beat off to me," Patty said.

"I'm just giving you what you want to see." Her legs went back in the air, feet going up and down at the knee. Her mouth opened and her eyes closed.

"You look like you're pretty good at it," I said.

"I'm gonna come again. Here I come." And you could see her pussy squelching around her thumb as she opened her eyes and looked at us, one after the other. It looked like quite a powerful orgasm, but her appearance was calm.

I said, "Wow, Rachel, you're the only girl who doesn't masturbate that I've ever enjoyed watching masturbate!"

"I know you enjoyed it. That's why I did it. I'm just giving you a show. You dared me, and so I rose to the challenge." Then she put her thumb back to her pussy and pushed it in, making an exasperated face. "I'll do it again." And she did. Her now familiar two-handed style of holding her right hand with her left, and pumping her thumb into her hole. She was so wet by now that it made a loud squelching sound, squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch. She looked at each of us to gauge our reactions. "See?" I could see her juices dripping out around her thumb.

Ada said, "I like the sound it makes."

Patty smiled and said, "Are you going to beat off AGAIN? How many times can you go?"

"I can do it however many times I need to. Until my audience is satisfied."

I said, "What about you? Do you get satisfied?"

"My boyfriend satisfies me. When we make love. Not this. This is just for show. Are you enjoying the show?"

I said, "Yes, I certainly am. But I can't believe it's just a show. I think you must do this all the time. I think you enjoy teasing us with this act."

"Oh, it's an act, all right. An act of self-humiliation. It's not like I enjoy this." Her thumb started to move faster again. She was going to finish again, for the third time.

Ada said, "You are going to come again, I can tell!" Rachel's legs went back in the air, kicking.

"Here I come. I'm coming. I know you're watching me. Give the audience what they want," she said breathlessly. Her eyes were closed again. She opened them just as her pussy started sucking at her thumb. I could see it from across the table.

"Wow," I said, "I'm sorry you're not getting any pleasure from this, but it sure looks great from here!"

"I'm glad you enjoyed it." We noticed Mrs. Wong coming back to the pool wearing her cover-up again, presumably to clean up the snacks.

"Hello Mrs. Wong!"

"Hello girls, just here to retrieve the plates. Are you enjoying this beautiful day? I can see that you have joined the nudists, Rachel." Rachel looked like she blushed a little, and smiled and nodded. "I wonder if you girls think we need a poolhouse out here, since it's so far away from the house? We could have a bathroom and a refrigerator in it. I already know Ada's opinion."

I said, "A poolhouse would definitely save us from Patty peeing in the pool! Just kidding, Mrs. Wong!" But she was laughing, as Patty came over to elbow me. Slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp. It was Rachel again. She was finger-fucking herself now, right there in the open in front of Mrs. Wong.

Mrs. Wong, "Oh look, Ada, you're friend is masta-bating. Masta-bation is welcomed here." Rachel looked up, breathing heavily. Her nipples were hard, and clearly Mrs. Wong represented another layer to her dare. "I like to see Ada masta-bate, as it shows me she is having pleasure without needing a boyfriend."

I said, "This is her fourth time!" Rachel just stared at us, her hand driving her other thumb deep inside, now wiggling it around.

We all sat there watching her for a minute. Mrs. Wong said, "A very nice way for female expression. She is going well now. Why the rest of you girls are only watching and not join? Make her feel special? Or lonely!"

"That's a good question, Mother, why aren't we?" And Ada opened her legs and cupped her vagina, her long, straight Asian pubic hair peeking out the sides. She stroked it lovingly in front of her mother. They had seen each other masturbate often, she told me. Patty and I looked at each other and shrugged. Why aren't we? Patty opened her legs and went straight for it, inserting her middle finger and pushing it in and out. I opened up and went for a more traditional approach, using the flat of my hand in circles on my clit.

"That's better, girls, that is much more natural than just one girl having all the fun!"

"Why don't you join us, Mother?"

"Oh no, Ada, I will save that for later. I like to save up for one whole day, hee hee hee!"

Rachel said, "I'm gonna come again. Yeah, I think I'm gonna come. Is it okay if I come, Mrs. Wong?" Her legs were up again.

"Oh yes, that is the whole point, I think. Please continue on to your pleasure."

"Here it comes." I looked over to see her legs kicking up, her pussy spasming around her thumb, eyes closed. She opened them, smiling a self-satisfied smile.

The rest of us continued masturbating, at times checking each other out, and looking Mrs. Wong to see which of us she was looking at. I felt like I wanted her to watch ME, so I started chatting with her. "I like how you make masturbation seem so normal, Mrs. Wong, it's such a refreshing attitude." I kept my hand moving on my pussy, and the act of conversation while I was doing it had me almost ready to come.

"Oh, I'm glad to think so, Jill. When I was growing up, masta-bation was never discussed, never mentioned. But one time, my Mother did see me doing it, in my own room, of course, but instead of being cross with me, her laughter let me know that it was not a bad thing, and I continued and finished right then. And since that day if she felt I was blue, or lonely, she would point to my room and at the same time reach between my legs and jiggle her hand while smiling. So I knew it was not forbidden, as long as I performed this act in my own room  with the door shut."

Rachel said, "Look at them go, Mrs. Wong. They're all sitting there, beating off."

"Yes, I think so, hee, hee hee!" Patty was the first to come, finger-fucking while toying with her asshole. She was too shy to put her finger all the way inside in front of Mrs. Wong. I came next, I was trying to hold it longer but I couldn't! "I'm coming, Mrs. Wong!" And she looked at me and smiled as I finished in front of her.

"What about you, Ada?" She inquired. "Are you going too finish your masta-bation now? I enjoyed watching your friends achieve their pleasures. You go too, now, Yes?"

"Yes, Mother, I feel it coming."

"You don't mind if your Mother watches you get your pleasure, do you?"

"No. Mother, you know I don't mind if you watch. I've done this many times before you." She looked at me and Patty and said, "We have even done it together a few times, right, Mother?"

"That is true, Ada! And I enjoy those times with my Daughter."

"Mother asks me, 'Now? Now?' She wants to come at the same time I do! And that's when I usually come."

I said, "That's adorable!" I waited a moment and said, "Now?"

Mrs. Wong joined in: "Now?"

Rachel said, "Ada did it once in front of me in the girls room and asked me to stand watch."

Patty said, "Now?"

Ada looked down at herself in concentration. "Yes, Mother, I'm going to go now. Here it comes. I'M COMING!" And she let out a small screech as a powerful orgasm overtook her.

I was still breathing heavily, Patty was in the fetal position, Ada was collapsed on her chair and Mrs. Wong was smiling sweetly.

Rachel said, "Are there any more of those cookies?"