Exposed in Miami - Chapter 3.

"No rest for the dirty girl!" he joked, attempting to once again get ready for the Vintage Panty Banquet. "We're gonna be late for the reception, Tiff!"
 
"Think we are already late, babe." she cooed, stepping into the shower with him. "Now you behave there, 'lil soldier, or I'll have to put you away for life!" she chuckled as if speaking directly to Joe's dangling boner. She tapped it with her finger, stressing the point.
 
Tiff makes herself wet, even when she showers!

Joe smiled. He loved it when Tiff spoke playfully with his pecker. Although she usually scolded it mockingly, deep down she loved to play and tease it, keeping it in a constant state of excitement.
 
She washed her sweaty tits with the mesh scrungi and a sweet tasting peppermint body gel. The scent flared Joe's nostrils, as he sniffed her body, gently kissing and stroking it as she showered. He loved her natural scent, he always preferred it over perfumes and lotions. But he also liked surprises and variations, and peppermint was one of his favorites. He imagined jogging on the beach with his 'Peppermint Tiffy' and smelling the fresh air, the salty breeze, the strong sun on their naked bodies as they ran alongside the surf crashing on the shore and making their feet all wet and sandy.

"Here..." she said, handing Joe the scrungi all soapy with the peppermint gel, "scrub up 'bucky' good, and don' fergit his 'lil nutty buddies!" She cackled as she ran into the room, grabbing a huge Turkish towel to mop up her drenched body. She wrapped the towel around her, and whipped another around her hair, to sop up the wet hairs.
 
Sitting down at her 'personal lavatory' in the bathroom, she began putting on her makeup, and massaging the towels in her hair and on her body to dry them off. The towels were nice and warm, courtesy of the 'hot valet bars' that held towels and other personal items that needed a quick warming or steaming for wrinkle removal, or just a nice heat for massaging.

Joe joined her, on his own side of the lavatory, and toweled off quickly. He went to the bathroom, closing the door so as not to offend Tiff with his farting. She was pleased to see he remembered to 'spray' when finished, and even turned on the 'fan' and closed the door afterwards. He was a 'keeper'! She smiled at that thought.

He shaved and brushed his teeth, and brushed his hair. Tiff was still brushing and drying her hair, when he stood in front of her smiling.

"Ready?" he grinned.

"No, you stupid fuck!" she mockingly scolded him. "I am a princess, and we do not get ready in a micro-second as do you mindless twits who merely have to shake the shower off them like a dog, and call that 'getting ready'!"

"There's more to a man's coif and couture than that, my dear Tiffy. There's the shower, the shampoo, the shit, the shave, AND the shake!" he laughed at his little joke. Tiff looked at him as though he were the village moron, rolling her eyes jokingly at him.
 
"Ok, ok, why don't you pick me out a nice pair of panties to wear, and put my dress on that steamy thingy to get the wrinkles out. I'll be done here in a minute, and if you get your ass dressed in the meantime, we will both be ready to go."


Tiff 'smiles' at Joe, as she pulls up her fresh white panties over her bum.

Joe showed her the crème French knickers he picked out. "I think these will go with your 'kitty' nicely!" he smiled, bringing the gusset to his nostril, and taking a nice long whiff of her natural fragrance. mmmmmm love that aroma! He smiled as he handed them to her.
 
She pulled them up, but not quite over her hips, as she bent forward to grab the dress. Tiff was a multi-tasker, and was always in the process of doing several things while dressing. Of course, the fact that her 'lil bum was teasing Joe unmercifully at this moment was not totally lost on her. She knew that her partially pantied bum drove him completely insane. Knowing he could do nothing about it at this moment was a cause for delight in her impish nature.

She pulled her outfit together, and strapped on her heels. Joe tied his shoes, and the pair waltzed to the elevator to go to the Oceanview Banquet Room. They each secretly wondered if the old couple would be in the elevator to greet them when the doors opened. Even funnier, Tiff thought, if the couple were heading to the same destination!

Joe pressed the button for the Oceanview floor, the very top floor of the resort. The doors closed, but the elevator did not move. Tiff grabbed her resort passkey, and inserted it next to the button. The button lit, and the elevator moved up rapidly. Joe smiled at her, "I knew I brought you along for a reason..."

"Well, sometimes it pays to actually read the info you get about the resort, instead of chucking it into the can!" Tiff chortled. "I remember that the passkey is needed to get to certain activities here, and the Oceanview room is reserved only for registered guests who paid for the Expo."

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The door opened to a luxurious banquet hall. The exterior walls were solid glass, providing an unobstructed eagle's eye vantage of the resort grounds, the beaches, and of course, the ocean. They had arrived 'fashionably late', about an hour after the mixer had begun, but still able to enjoy another hour of mingling with guests, and enjoying the sunset before the festivities begin. There were several international buffet tables setup, with three full cocktail bars scattered comfortably around the room. The center of the room had several display booths featuring the finest and most expensive vintage lingerie she had ever seen. A beautiful girl carrying a tray of drinks greeted them.

"Welcome! Bienvienu! Vintage Panty Expo in lovely Miami welcomes you! Please find your name tag so we can know your lovely names as such a beautiful a couple you are!"

Joe found theirs with the room number next to them. The tags listed only first name and residence, making a way for guests to become familiar, and even perhaps intimate, yet remaining discrete.

"alllooo, M'sieure Joe et Ma'mselle Tifini! Again welcome, and help yourselfs to a delicious cocktail we prepare especially for you!" They each took a drink from her, and moseyed around the floor.

Tiff and Joe joined about 150 fellow panty lovers, a crowd large enough to be fun and small enough to get intimate and meet new friends... and more! They chatted and exchanged exciting tales about the vintage panty collections they had acquired over the years. As they stopped at the cocktail bar to freshen up, a British couple sided up next to them and joined in the conversation. Joe greeted the couple, and they exchanged pleasantries. Joe sipped the cocktail, and blurted, "mmmm this is fantastic! What is it called?"

The booze bimbette behind the cocktail station looked at Joe and said, "Cum fuck me."

Tiff rejoined, "What a dainty tart we have here! Don't waste time gettin' yer knickers all wet and twisted eh? I've heard of 'em bein' young and horny in Miami , but didn't realize they were gaggin for a fuck so bad they asked straight up for a shag!"

"heheheh" the British gent chimed in. "That's the name of the drink, luv. 'Cum Fuck Me' or 'CFM' if you prefer!' All the drink specials here are named for sexy expressions. Of course, the 'Sex On A Beach' is an all time favorite, but a tad over worked as an expression, so the sponsors decided to feature 'Cum Fuck Me' as the 'theme' drink of the evening."

"Well then," Tiff chortled, "how 'bout a nice round of Cum Fuck Me for all you cheery shaggers!" smiling at the bimbette.

"Well said!" she chuckled, and made a nice batch of the infamous punch for all of them. She poured them each a nice tall thin glass (avoiding the variation poured into a fuck bag called 'Cum in a Condom', generally favored among kinky goths!)

Watch out Tiff! Even the booze bimbettes are horny here!

She handed the drinks out, saving Tiff's for last. While the couple chatted up Joe, the bimbette winked at Tiff and said, "I will make your's extra special..." She slipped a finger inside her string ouvert and with a sensuous gyration of her hip, greased her leather gloved finger with a sweet dollop of her delicious creme de kitti. She stared into Tiff's eyes with a 'Cum Fuck Me' look, and said, "... a little extra Cum for such a beautiful ma'moiselle!" as she slowly swirled the intense flavor from her milky cleft into Tiff's drink.

Tiff smiled, and took the drink. She sipped it at first, slowly tasting the lusty cocktail. The vapors inflamed her nostrils, and the liquids wet her tongue as though she were pleasuring the bimbette in front of her, savoring the sticky sweet liquors drizzling out of her swollen vagina.

Tiff looked at the girl's name tag. Like all the guests and staff tags, they displayed the wearer's name and residence:

Sondrine / Marseilles , France

"mmmm what is in this, Sondrine? Makes me want to ball you right here!" Tiff said seductively, drawing her slippery tongue across her full lips.

"Well Ma'moiselle Tifini, besides my most intoxicating fanny," she said grinning, "... equal parts of Peach Schnapps, Rum, Triple sec, Vodka, and Chambord . Would you like another?"

"Are you trying to get me drunk so you can get into my panties?" Tiff winked.

"My orders from the sponsors are to make sure everyone is taken care of. I don't interpret that to limit me only to mixing cocktails. The French are not only famous for the kiss, which I have spent many years mastering to perfection, but also for the exquisite fragrances and flavors produced by their voluptuous bodies. If it would please you for me to seduce you, then I would be remiss in my orders to only tease without satisfying...." she spoke as though her words were thick sweet creme slowly drooling down fine silk.

Tiff looked briefly for Joe, but he had stepped away, chatting with his new friends, and making new ones. He was preoccupied at the moment, and Tiff wondered if she should join him.... or see where this tete a tete with Sondrine would lead to!

Tiff felt a familiar itch growing deep inside her. Sondrine looked up as another booze bimbette was passing by. "Cristelle!   Tout Suite! Take over mon stacion, s'il vous plait."

"Oui, Sondrine!" the bimbette replied with the same lubricous voice her associate had spoken in. She was the same bimbette who had welcomed them moments before. Tiff couldn't help notice the full voluptuous lips Cristelle held in a little pout as she stepped behind the liquor stacion. She bent over to pick up a piece of trash on the floor, and Tiff felt a wave contract in her own pussy, as she beheld the girl's thick bubble butt, fully exposed save for a tenuously stretched thread holding her string ouvert together. She was covered in a sheen of sweat from her busy catering duties.
"I see you know a fine French ass when you see one, Miss Tifani! Cristelle has a petits bum extraordinaire. Perhaps you will have an opportunity to sample her fine anal liquors after a lusty noir avec moi! Cristelle and I are passionate lovers, and we take great pride in delivering unparalleled pleasure to sensuous beautifule femmes around the world. Cristelle noted you when you walked in, and signaled me to seduce you. If you are interested in me, there is a private booth at the other end of the Gallery. It is a place we can be together, undisturbed, and unclothed! Cristelle will take over my cocktails duties for now. Let us go together quickly Miss Tifani! I am leaking so much now!"

She grabbed Tiff's arm, and strode quickly, but without attracting attention. Tiff was feeling the effects of the liquors, and the intoxicating effect of Sondrine's fragrances. They took a fast furtive glance behind them to ensure they were unnoticed, then slipped inside the curtain to the private dressing booth. The booth was to be used for trying on lingerie during the show held the next day. Now it was standing to the perimeter of the festivities, happy to be used in a lusty manner, most taboo and unknown to the boisterous guests milling about mere meters away.  

Tiff's heart was beating quickly pumping hot lusty blood throughout her body. Her skin was flush from the intense heat of two young women arousing each other. Sondrine's thick French lips engulfed Tiff's mouth, and her tongue slid inside, tasting her own hormone laced musky pussy juices still on Tiff's tongue from the lusty cocktail.
Tiff's hands went all over Sondrine's firm tits, pinching her teats and sending her into overdrive from the rough handling she gave her. She panted heavily as she felt up the French girl. She ground her hips on Sondrine's bare thigh, dry humping her swollen clit against her taut smooth hip, and grinding against her thick bare ass.

Sondrine's thick pouty lips are ready for a French Kiss!

Tiff was beyond horny, she wanted a hard fuck. The girls stripped each other naked in seconds, and Sondrine spun Tiff around, laying her back on a small bench in the tiny dressing booth. Sondrine moved down Tiff's chest, licking and kissing slowly while massaging her thighs and hips. Tiff was already undulating from the massive waves building inside, slowly, powerfully, inexorably leading to an orgasm of extreme pleasure.

The French maiden suckled and tugged hard on Tiff's nipples, pinching and squeezing her tits with powerful gropes as she felt Tiff up. Her tits were crimson and stung from the rude groping Sondrine was giving them, and slapped them while she swore at her.

"Now you are mine! You dirty girl! I will devour you and leave you as a worthless rag in a puddle of my sweat and pussy juices! Eat me! Eat my filthy cunt, you dirty cow!"

Sondrine grinned as she thrust her musky fuck hole over Tiff's mouth. She pressed hard against her, pumping her sweet treacle into her cunt hungry mouth! Leaning back, she continued to slap and spank Tiff's swollen tits, and ran a finger down her belly, down further, further, to her aching nubbin.

Tiff twitched and gyrated her hips, trying to get Sondrine to tug her clit, to relive the itch building inside her. She was gagging for release, but Sondrine knew exactly how to bring her to the edge, and let her drift back just enough to keep her hopelessly stimulated and begging for a fuck.

Tiff's bulging pussy was coated with a sticky slippery goo, that continuously pulsed from her throbbing vagina. Sondrine slapped the bulge, and flicked the clit ring with her finger, sending Tiffany into oblivion. When she started to scream, Sondrine clamped a hand over her mouth.

"Non Non! Ma'amselle! Do not cry out. Control your breaths for me. Screaming will attract attention, and we must be discrete, especially if you wish to make love to Cristelle tonight. Be my good dirty girl for me, and do not cry out, but allow your passion to express itself with an embrace. Channel your energy back into me, as I drive you insane with my decadent lust and hedonistic pleasure for you!"

Tiff relaxed, something she did not think was possible under the circumstances. She followed Sondrine's direction, and meditated on the pleasures she was feeling, without tensing up and screaming as she loved to do. This was different, and sooo incredibly erotic! She breathed deeply, inhaling Sondrine's sexually intoxicating fragrance. She felt as if plunged in a creamy bath full of the French girl's thick slippery cum. Sondrine lifed her hips and positioned herself over Tiff's mouth. She pressed slowly down, and let her thick clit fall on her lips.

Oooo Laaa Laaa!  Sondrine's packin' a whopper of a tallywhacker!

Tiff's eyes widened as she saw Sondrine's massive clit grow! It was like a tiny cock, almost three inches long and as large as a grown man's thumb! The hood was pulsing and coated with a sticky treacle from her bulging cunt.

“Sacre Bleu!!! You are hung like a Shetland pony! Tiff cried!

Tiff went down on her, and gave her a most unforgettable blow job. Sondrine squirmed as Tiff sucked her girl cock and jerked her off with her thumb and fingers, pinching and stroking it while licking the tiny shaft, which protruded outward, curving downward and dripping with slippery cum.

Sondrine moaned softly, feeling the pressure building within her. She slipped her hand further into Tiff's throbbing pussy, and massaged the swollen vagina with her hand... from the inside! She was fisting Tiff as she was getting sucked off! Tiff moaned, remaining relaxed, and going with the undulating flow that was now like a see saw of pleasure flowing between the couple. Sondrine's clit was fully hard - nearly four inches long, and stiff enough for penetration!

She pulled away from Tiff's mouth, and mounted the young woman, straddling her aching pussy scissors style, and with a sharp thrust, sent her stiff swollen clit deep in Tiff's throbbing cunt. Tiff bucked and gyrated as Sondrine's massive clit found it's mark-- Tiff's tender G-spot, aching for a vigorous massage. Sondrine ground her hot cunt against Tiff's tribbing her slowly, sensuously, lustily!

Tiff moaned sweetly as her hot pleasure erupted and spat her milky cum on Sondrine's girl cock. Tiff shivered while Sondrine held her tightly, and the girls trembled and shook as their orgasms flooded their senses. Sondrine closed her mouth over Tiff's and the girls kissed and massaged their aching muscles, as the climax subsided.

Sondrine got up and dressed, slowly, teasing Tiff as she pulled her cocktail waitress outfit on. She kissed Tiff sweetly, and said, "Magnifique! Mon sweet Tifini! You are soooo fresh and lovely I am happy to give you all my hot pleasure! Relax just a bit, I will relieve Cristelle, and she will cum for you... you will enjoy her even more than I as she has also special talents that will make you insane for her!"

She disappeared through the curtain opening, and Tiff lay in a swoon, dog tired from the frenzied fuck the French femme gave her. She stretched her stiff muscles, and relaxed on the dressing bench. mmmm Wonder where Joe is? she mused, drifting off sleepily, happy for the moment to be alone, but curious what that crazy man was up to.

The curtain opened quickly and Cristelle stepped inside. Tiff was laying back, relaxed and splayed her legs. She was waiting for the French waitress to pleasure her, and smiled inside and out.

Cristelle is happy to pleasure Tifini with her tongue!

"alllooo Tifini! I am soo glad you want to make love tonight. I have ached for you since I met you at the door, and I have been leaking for you so much!"

Tiff held her arms up and welcomed Cristelle to her embrace. The girls cuddled and kissed, fondling each other and letting their lust swell slowly, building in waves as Tiff so loved to enjoy.

Cristelle brought a carafe of CFM to share. She chugged a huge amount, and held it in her mouth with her cheeks puffed out, grinning at Tiff.

"Oh no! You're not gonna..." Tiff giggled playfully.

Cristelle straddled over her, dribbling into Tiff's mouth. Tiff licked her lips, and caught the drips, smacking her lips and slurping the sticky cocktail as it fell in her mouth. Cristelle teased her and turned up the intensity of the dribble. Tiff was so turned on, her fingers flew inside her pussy, and she gyrated and humped on her hand, moaning softly, letting the waves build as Cristelle groped her. Cristelle pointed her mouth downward, aiming at Tiff's tits, and sprayed her with CFM, hosing her down from tit to toe. The cocktail ran down Tiff's belly, and pooled in her belly button, then drizzled into Tiff's pussy, making a sweet sticky treat for Cristelle.

"mmmm Don't worry Miss Tifini... Cristelle will clean you up. Such a dirty girl we have here, all sticky and wet!" the French maid moaned with a sweet syrupy voice.

She smiled at Tiff for a moment, then let her tongue fall out of her mouth. Tiff's eyes widened for the second time that evening, for she beheld dangling from the bimbette's mouth the longest tongue she had ever seen! A wave of pleasure flooded throughout Tiff as she anticipated the most incredible licking she would ever imagine!

Tiff flashed back for a moment to a documentary on camels she, Joe and some friends watched one late night for fun. They had been fooling around, and someone looked at the TV and said 'Hey look at the size of that cameltoe!' . Of course, the cliché image of 'cameltoe' was on everybody's mind as they watched the show, laughing and playing with each other. Then the view zoomed on the camel's mouth and nose, and they all stared at the TV silently with their mouths agape. The narrator was detailing the talents of the camel's tongue, extremely long and sticky. It was used to lick the insides of it's own nostrils, deep inside, to capture ants and bugs that crawled in there and irritated it. Tiff was getting wet at the thought of a long talented sticky tongue probing her kitty someday. That day had now arrived, as Cristelle snaked her tongue like a serpent around Tiff's tits, sticky and syrupy from the CFM, and drew her stinging teats into her lips, suckling them hard.

Tiff was gyrating and groping herself wildly. She moved lower, and slurpped up the cocktail off Tiff's belly like a kitty lapping milk from a bowl. She slowly rubbed Tiff's abs and moved her hands around to cup her bum, firmly fondling it as she probed Tiff's belly button, with her tongue. Tiff felt as if she had been plugged into the wall socket! The feeling of the girl's wet tongue massaging her navel was sending her into overdrive. Never before had she felt so stimulated by that area, and was surprised at her sexual response as she was belly button fucked by Cristelle's long tongue!

Cristelle slid her hand around in front and slipped her fingers inside Tiff's throbbing vagina, using her thumb for leverage and clit stimulation, She rocked her hand, finger fucking her sopping wet cunt, and using her other hand to massage her tender sticky anus, working the cocktail deep inside both her holes. Tiff took the girl's head and moved it down toward her aching clit, twitching and burning for relief. As the girl fingered her throbbing holes, she looked Tiff briefly in the eyes, smiled, and showed her in pantomime what she was about to do with her tongue, teasing Tiff unmercifully with the gyrations of her long syrupy tongue!

Tiff takes a lickin and keeps on tickin!

She snaked her tongue around Tiff's nub. Her clit was on fire! Cristelle slobbered her slippery saliva on Tiff's cleft, and licked and sucked the syrupy cum drooling from her wet cunt. Her fingers were massaging deep in her vagina, rubbing and pressing her G-spot. A dollop of creamy goo squelched out of Tiff's swollen lips, and Cristelle greedily gobbled it up, making moaning and loud slurping noises as she did.

Tiff lay back and lifted her legs up in the air, splaying her drenched bulge for her French friend. Cristelle slid her hand between her own legs, to hump her fist as she plunged her long tongue deep in Tiff's creamy cunt, and bobbed her head up and down quickly, tongue fucking her into ecstasy! Tiff went blank as her body tightened, and the wave of pleasure flooded her inside and out. A warm wet feeling overwhelmed her, and her insides melted into a syrupy puddle.

Tiff convulsed hard, spitting sweet creamy cum all over Cristelle's tongue. Cristelle lapped it all up, and slurrped and kissed the throbbing swollen bulge until the orgasm subsided. The girls kissed and embraced each other as the waves faded and left behind a warm satisfying feeling they loved so much.

Cristelle stood to dress, blowing Tiff a kiss, and sweetly thanked her for giving such hot pleasure. Tiff replied she was looking forward to more fun with Sondrine and maybe the three (or more???) could get together before the convention was over. The curtain opened and Joe entered, smiling at the pair.

"So here you lusty bimbos are! Sondrine told me I might find you here!

Cristelle gave Joe a love kiss on the cheek, and said in her sweet liquidy voice, "Ciao you sexy lovers! Sondrine and I give all our sexy love to you!" as she left the booth.

Joe and Tiff smiled at each other. Joe looked at Tiff and grinned, "You are a mess! I guess you took the cocktail name to a new height!"

"Cocktails on Tiffany!" she chortled!

They laughed. It felt good to get a good belly laugh and release some more stress and tension, though the past 24 hours had seemed like nothing other than fun, sex, and orgasmic bliss!

Joe had brought along a small pail with warm soapy water and a bar rag. Sondrine had suggested he may need it, and he had looked at her strangely at the time, but obediently brought it with him. Now he smiled, as he saw the reason foreshadowed by that sexy French bimbette!

He wrung out the cloth, and began sopping and wiping Tiff's syrupy drenched body. She cooed at the warm clean sensation Joe was giving her, and she splayed herself to him like a kitty getting her tummy rubbed. They were silent, musing on the fun activities they had so far, and the exciting times ahead. He did not want to start a new romp just then. He wanted to take Tiff back to the room to rest for the morrow. She looked exhausted. Still, he did lean into her love nest to sample her tender puss, and he moaned as he tasted the erotic treat Cristelle and Tiff had left behind. A teaser for what he hoped would cum later that weekend!

He lifted Tiff up, and helped her get dressed. She looked around for her panties. Damn! Lost another pair! she thought. Joe looked at her frantically scanning for the lost knickers grinning as he reached in his pocket and produced a pink pair as if by magic!
"Here you go baby! Try these on for size! I pocketed this pair when we were in the room, after seeing your 'Britney Spears' act losing your white fullbacks on the plane! heheheh..." he joked.

"Wha... wha... what the hell? What happened to the panties I wore to this gala tonight? I swear they were right here... I remember Sondrine pulling them off and sniffing them before... HA! That minx stole my panties!!!" she laughed!

"Yea hunni, I spotted them in her purse, when she told me where you were. I think she wanted me to see them there, 'cause she winked at me when she saw me spot them! Now you have a reason to look her up... and claim what is rightfully yours!"

She grinned at that thought, confronting Sondrine in her room, perhaps in a compromising position with Cristelle! mmmm this was getting better and better.
She took the pink panties from Joe, and slid them on her sexually sated body, pulling them up slowly, and pausing just as they reached the plump 'lil bum. She turned her moons to Joe and they seemed to say "SMILE! TIFF LOVES YA :)"

VOTED 'BEST BUM 2008' AT
MIAMI VINTAGE PANTY CONVENTION!

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