Pam

After about an hour in the tub, with numerous re-heats, we finally exited and grabbed a quick shower to rinse off and wash our hair. I lent Rachel a few clean items to get her back to her place, where she could dress for work. She had the afternoon shift through the early evening, but didn't have to close tonight, so we were considering another run in some of the houses, since she would be finished around eight o'clock.

With today being our last full day, I wanted to get all the fun I could squeeze out of it, whatever we did. As Rachel left to go home, I thought out loud, "Maybe Dennis and I will stop by to see Darla and Melanie. They probably have some new designs that they'd like me to try on."

"Are you going to grab some for me, too?" Rachel asked excitedly. "Oh, and you remember that young man with the really fat cock? Can we go see him again, too?"

"Of course, to both, my sexy little kitten. I know that I'm looking forward to feeling that slab of beef parting my lips once again," I replied while wrapping my arms around her and laying a big wet kiss on her lips as my hands squeezed her firm little ass.

"God, I'm going to miss this," Rachel purred as she held me tight.

"Me too. We're going to have to visit more often so that I can have my way with this perfect little body of yours on a regular basis," I murmured back with my mouth at her ear.

"Maybe I'll come to visit you. That way, we never have to leave the house," Rachel suggested as her hand slipped into my panties and a finger entered my slick puss.

I moaned softly in her ear before intimating, "I'm going to drag you back to bed and make you eat me all day while having Dennis fuck you into oblivion if you don't stop that right now, you sexy slut!"

"Oh, I'm sooo scared," Rachel teased while adding a second finger to my already quivering cunt. She then dove into the back of my knickers with her free hand and found my sensitive pucker. As she gently reamed my back entrance, I climaxed onto her ensconced digits, leaving them a sloppy mess.

I held her tight as the strength left my legs, and we gradually fell to the floor. Once down, Rachel took full advantage by ripping off my panties and diving face-first into my sex with her wagging tongue. I was still in the midst of my peak when she brought me swiftly to another without hesitation.

Dennis

I'd said my goodbyes to Rachel before heading back to the bedroom to do a little packing and cleanup, since it was our last full day on vacation. I heard them planning and kissing, but when I popped back out to refill my coffee, Pam was on her back on the floor, and Rachel was eating her furiously. It was the kind of sight that brought you to full power very quickly.

"Fuck her hard, Honey!" Pam spouted just before roaring through another climax.

I was obviously hesitant, since Rachel couldn't speak due to her head being locked between Pam's clutching thighs, but seconds later, she reached back and pushed her shorts and underwear down past her knees, and spread her thighs as an invitation to take her. I paused for a second more until she broke free of Pam's sex just long enough to growl, "Fuck me!"

I shucked my shorts and knelt behind her before easing into her ready little puss. The deeper I probed, the more energetic her abuse of Pam's nether regions became. We both fed off of Pam's cocktail of grunts, moans, and all-out screams while searching for our own sexual heights. Even with all the cock she'd endured with Pam as her mentor, Rachel was still as snug as the first time I took her.

Rachel brought Pam over the edge twice more before we shared a mutual orgasm, with mine bringing on hers. I continued to prod her well-lubed tunnel as she continued to orally abuse Pam's groin, which was as open as the great outdoors. Both her vagina and her sphincter were gaped with fingers holding them that way for deeper access. I had a feeling that going forward, Pam would be seeking much more female companionship, even though she loved having a different, hard cock every now and again.

Pam

After Dennis and Rachel came together, she continued to service both of my eager holes, bringing me even more pleasure until Dennis told us what time it was. Rachel had forty-five minutes to get to work, and she still had to go home and change.

"Okay, Girl, get your butt out of here and get to work!" I barked to get her attention. "We'll meet you at the restaurant at eight sharp, and I'll bring you some sexy Scaredy Slut stuff to wear. Now go!"

Rachel pulled her face from between my legs, reluctantly. Redressing for the trip back to her place, she gave us each a kiss and ran off. Dennis and I jumped back in the shower for a quick cleanup before pulling on some clothes and heading out for a quick lunch.

Entering the park area, we found a sandwich shop just inside the gate and sat down to plan and eat. Dennis was sporting his usual t-shirt and shorts, while I opted for a tank top and a skirt. The top was t-shirt thin and clung to me like a second skin. Fortunately, it had several flower designs and hid my perpetually swollen nipples very well. The skirt was mid-thigh, so it didn't show anything, even while I sat, which was good since I still wasn't wearing any panties.

While we waited for the food, I called Darla and Melanie to see if they had any new clothing for me to try on. They were very excited that I called and insisted that we come over as soon as we finished eating. Dennis and I were both excited to see what they came up with, so we gobbled down our food and headed straight to their sewing lair.

We didn't even get a chance to knock on the door as they flung it open and ran out to grab us both in a big group hug. I held them both tight and quickly felt hands wandering beneath my skirt and feeling all around my girly goodies. It seemed they were content with a quick touch before pulling back to give us both some air.

"So, have you been slutting all around the park since we saw you last?" Darla inquired.

"Oh, you know she has," Dennis burst out.

"You two are so bad! Why must you give my sweet girl such a hard time?" Melanie followed.

"Well, if you must know, I have been letting anyone and everyone see and touch your lovely clothing," I replied with a grin.

"She's found herself a partner in crime, too. Rachel is her name, and she works in the park. Plus, she's recently become a certified Scaredy Slut, with Pam's help. So you'll need to make up some clothing for her as well," Dennis added.

"Oh, we've been working overtime, trying to come up with new ideas, and some are rather risque, if I do say so myself," Darla injected.

"Well, let's see them!"

Melanie grabbed my hand and pulled me across the room to their worktables. There, strung out like lingerie on the line, were at least thirty different tops and bottoms of various materials, colors, and sizes. Most of them were not fit for daylight hours, but at this point, I really didn't care what anyone saw.

Dennis and Darla followed us over, and very quickly, Dennis reached for a pair of sheer red boyshorts that sported the SS logo across the front, just above the crotch. It was also across the back along the top. There was also what looked like a thick seam that ran down the middle. Melanie quickly pulled them down and suggested that I try them on immediately.

Removing my skirt, I slipped the shorts up my legs until they slipped perfectly between my glutes, leaving little to the imagination.

"So, what's the thick seam for?" I inquired, just before Melanie's hand slipped between my thighs, and I quickly found out. The 'seam' was actually an opening for touching and probing my most intimate areas. Two of her fingers slipped easily inside my puss, while another slipped into my anus.

"Fuccckkk, I see, said the blind man!" I offered much too loudly.

"So, it's not Velcro?" Dennis questioned.

"No. It's just a really thick fabric that holds itself closed due to its design," Darla replied.

Dennis

I dropped slowly to my knees to get a better view and could easily see every bit of Pam's labia that was on either side of the opening. Melanie eased her fingers out of Pam, and the seam closed right back up as it was designed to do. I touched the fabric, and it was light and smooth, nearly as smooth as Pam's skin. Grabbing Pam's hips, I spun her around to see that the fabric seemed like it was painted on her already spectacular ass.

Spinning her back again, I offered, "If it weren't for her oversized labia, which I personally love, you probably wouldn't realize that there was nothing under these things. Is there a matching top?"

"Yes. Here it is." Darla pulled it off the line and handed it to me. It was in the shape of a sports bra and had vertical seams, similar to the bottoms, right where her nipples would fall.

Handing them back to Darla, I suggested, "Why don't you put them on her?" as I pulled off her tank top.

The ladies each took a moment to enjoy Pam's exposed breasts by taking them into their mouths to suck and nibble all about. With her good and worked up, they both pulled back before Melanie helped Darla pull the new top into place. Although the top was shaped like a sports bra, it didn't smash her breasts the way they tended to do. Rather, it formed to them, allowing her breasts to stretch out the material and maintain her natural shape.

The ladies made a point of opening the small slits and pulling her stiff nipples through them so that they were fully on display. I moved in close and teased her nips with my tongue and teeth, which kept them hard and pressing through the slits.

"So, as long as her nipples are hard, they'll be on display?"

"Yes," Darla replied while nibbling on each of them herself.

"Do you think that they could push their way through if they hardened while she was wearing the top?"

"I think it would depend on whether they were lined up correctly and how hard they got," Melanie explained, while lightly teasing Pam's rigid nipples with her fingernails, which were now sticking out at least half an inch now.

"Well, they'll never go down with the three of you molesting me so," Pam purred while grabbing a handful of each of the ladies' crotches.

Pam

I'd had enough of the teasing. It was time to get down to some serious girl play. With my hands working their way toward each of my seamstresses' pussies, they moved in close for some deep kissing and finger play. It wasn't long before all three of us were on the carpet and naked. We ended up in a circle, with each pussy being eaten at the same time. I'd lost track of Dennis, but finally caught a glimpse of him in the corner, filming us and stroking himself patiently.

After a series of climaxes were had by us three, the ladies gradually redressed while Dennis and I perused the other attire that they'd created. There were four more sets like the ones I'd been wearing before in white, blue, green, and black. Then there were loose skirts that came to mid-thigh, but had slits all the way up to the waistband in the front and back, as well as both sides. With a bit of a breeze, it would be easy to see all of me.

The next design for the bottoms was basically a high-cut bikini of the same sheer material as the boy-shorts, which left at least half of my ass on display and only covered the bare minimum of my crotch. I seriously doubted that I would be allowed to wear it in the park, especially in the daytime.

The last design was a low-cut boyshort in spandex that left my hipbones clearly visible. In the front in was barely about the top of my puss, and the crease of my glutes from behind. But like all boyshorts, it did cover everything below that down a couple of inches on my thighs. However, the material was so thin that it molded to me like a second skin.

All of the bottoms were definitely nighttime only wears. Of the two remaining tops, the first was a duplicate of the tied-off button-down that I wore on my own, only shorter, sheerer, and clearly custom fit. The last top was a simple cut-off tank that left the bottom of my breasts clearly visible at all times.

Everything sported the Scaredy Slut logo and came in several different colors. Since it was still early in the afternoon, I dressed in the clothes that I wore there, but promised to try everything on after the sun went down and text them pics of Rachel and me showing off for the crowds. We chatted for a while longer before walking outside and relaxing on a bench to chat and people-watch.

"Do I need to take you to the bathroom and relieve the pressure that you must be feeling?"

"No, Baby. I'm good and quite sure that there is nothing left in my balls after last night and this morning anyway. But, later, after I watch you take many more cocks, I'll be wanting some of that sweet pussy of yours for myself."

"Many more, huh? What makes you think many?"

"Well, you are a Scaredy Slut, and this is your hunting ground, is it not?"

"You know, I guess it is. So, when do the houses begin to open?"

"At six o'clock sharp, however, the scare zones seem to be starting to set up while we sit here. And it's only four-fifteen now."

"But, it's still so bright out. I don't want to get in trouble for having sex in public."

"How about we head over to that mutant scare zone where you deflowered that young man with the beer-can-sized cock. Maybe he'll be around and can arrange a behind-the-scenes tour that includes a little extra?"

"Oh, I love you so much!" I said to Dennis after kissing him hungrily right there on the bench. "But first, I need to change into something more appropriate. What do you think? One of the skirts with the slits?"

"In the daylight, that's probably the only one that you'll get away with, but what top?" Dennis questioned.

"The tied-off button-down is the only 'safe' option in the daylight, but between the two, I'll be showing off a whole lot of skin."

Dennis

"Okay, there's a restroom over that way. Let's head there so that you can change." Pam kissed me again before gripping my hand firmly and pulling me like an anxious child in that direction.

I handed her the backpack before she wrapped me in a hug and gave me the most sensual kiss you'd ever see in public. When she pulled away, I noticed several men and women staring openly at us in a kind of awe. Pam didn't even notice as she skipped into the bathroom, seemingly more excited than she'd been this whole trip. This path she was headed down was leading toward public nudity and taking on all comers. This was her fantasy coming to life.

I sat thinking about the ideas I had for when we left her ideal setting and made a quick call to a friend of mine.

"Hello Jim, how are you doing? Good to hear. Hey, are you and your wife still into that swapping group? Uh huh. Yeah, I think that Pam, especially, would love to explore that and maybe be the entertainment for one of your parties. Yeah, she loves being naked in front of others and having sex with total strangers. Yes, but a scary theme to the party would really set her off. She loves to be scared, and it makes her a super slut. She'd fuck everyone there, including the women. Okay, I've got to go. We're off on another adventure. Thanks!"

I hung up just as Pam exited the bathroom wearing her slitted skirt and her tied-off, button-down shirt that just covered the bottom of her breasts. Both prominently displayed the Scaredy Slut logo, front and back. She'd pulled the hem of the skirt down until her hip bones were showing, probably to cover as much as possible below. If she had any pubic hair, it would have been peeking out of the top.

As she made her way to me, a little shyly, I kept my eye on the skirt to look for breaks in the slits that exposed her nether regions. So far, there was little exposure that someone else might notice, but she was walking rather demurely, for now.

"You look so sexy, Baby! I could eat you up right here!" I offered enthusiastically.

Hugging me close, she inquired, "Is anything showing so far?"

"Nothing yet, but you haven't had your first kill yet. Once you have, I'm quite sure you'll be showing it all off."

"You know me so well, Honey, and I love you so much for that," Pam said while squeezing me tight and holding me close as we slowly headed for her favorite scare zone.

Men and women of all ages were eyeing her up and down as we walked, and it seemed to be slowly warming her up. It was a new thing for her, showing off in the daylight like this, and I think that was the reason for her currently dissolving shyness. If it were dark, she'd be pulling the skirt higher to expose the bottom of her puss, but for now, at least, she was holding me close.

Finally, we reached the scare zone where she met and had her way with Coke-sized-cock boy, and they were just beginning to set up some of the decorations.

"Will you be able to recognize him? He was wearing makeup, after all," I asked.

"I hadn't really thought of that, but I think so? At the very least, he should recognize me, since I was his first ever," Pam replied with a sexy little grin.

"Alright, let's meander over to where they're coming in and out with the supplies and just kinda hangout for a few. We can sit on that bench so that you can flash some of them if you want."

"I think that your mind is deeper in the gutter than mine, sometimes," Pam teased as we sat, and she leaned in for an unchaste kiss. While she invaded my mouth, I reached down and raised her skirt enough to expose her ass, and probably more to the guys setting up the scenes.

Obviously, feeling what I was doing, she muttered, "You know that only makes me hornier, knowing that everyone can see my ass and pussy, right? So, unless you want us to be kicked out for lewd behavior, you better stop before I fuck you and everyone else right here, cause you know that I'll do it!"

"I know, and right in this moment, I'd love for it to happen, even though I know the consequences," I countered with a raging hard-on spurring me on.

"You've gotta be my voice of reason, sometimes, and rein me back in when I get outta control, and this is one of those times," Pam replied before sitting on my lap and grinding her hot, wet pussy against the large bulge in my shorts.

It was just about that time that we heard some grumbling from the other visitors passing by, but we were quickly saved when two of the guys bringing out the sets left one right in front of us to block everyone else's view. With no one else able to see us, I slipped a finger into Pam's pucker while also opening my shorts. She didn't hesitate for a second, slipping my stiff prick inside her and riding me ferociously until we both came, breathlessly.

Pam

Dennis did exactly the opposite of what I thought he'd do, and it excited me so that I fucked him without thought, in the daylight amongst the other patrons. We both came so hard that we stayed there catching our breath for several minutes. With my face still buried in his neck while panting, I whispered, "Are they coming to throw us out of the park now?"

"Actually, now they are not. Two of the guys bringing out the sets placed one right behind you to hide us from view, that is, except for their view. I think that you have a couple more volunteers to aid you in your time of need, by the way," Dennis responded with a snicker.

"In case you were ever unsure, I love you even more now and always will, you dirty old perv!" I squealed back before covering my mouth with his and kissing him wildly. Once I was finished thanking Dennis, I turned to see the two guys who had rescued us from being caught.

"So, guys, how can I thank you for your quick thinking and chivalry?" I queried while moving toward them and gripping each of their crotches. They each stepped closer, and I took turns kissing them while they pawed at my ass and tits.

"Why don't we take this inside?" Dennis suggested, while gently moving us toward the door to the storage area.

Once inside, I dropped to my knees and freed their cocks. I took turns licking each of their hard-ons as the semen dribbled from their tips. Neither was the fat cock that I was looking for, but a girl in need can't always be choosy. "So, do you fellas have time to service a girl right, or do you need to get back to work quickly?"

One of them babbled out, "We'll get in trouble if this isn't finished in the next twenty minutes."

"Aww, that's too bad, but I'll be back later after dark with a friend, and we'll take better care of you then." I pouted before sucking his cock into my mouth and pumping it excitedly into my throat. He lasted about thirty seconds before nearly drowning me with his flow. With him handled, for now, I took on his friend and gave him the same service. He had more stamina, so I let him give me a thorough face-fucking. I even grabbed his hands and placed them on the back of my head as I worked him to satisfaction.

The guys quickly got back to work as we watched them finish placing the sets from the same bench that I fucked Dennis on only minutes before.

"I take it that neither of them was the one that you were looking for?"

"Nope, but that second one would be fun to roll around with. He held on much longer before he came, even after I let him take control."

"Well, do you want to hang out here a little longer, or wander around a bit?" Dennis suggested while scanning the area.

"Why don't we go grab a couple of beers and come back to watch the crowds and the sunlight fade? Then, when it's dark, I can get my real slut on until we go and grab Rachel."

Dennis grabbed my hand, and we walked about two hundred feet toward a small kiosk that served a few different brands.

"Love your outfit!" the rather large young man commented when we walked up.

"Why, thank you, kind Sir," I replied, while pulling my skirt bottom out to the sides, and doing an old-fashioned curtsy.

"Is that the same one you wore while visiting the Werewolf house yesterday?"

I wondered if he was the big guy who grabbed Rachel and me before carrying us out into the wooded back of the house while answering, "No, this is a new outfit," and spread the front skirt slit to flash him mine.

"I see! What can I get such a generous lady and her suitor?"

"How about a couple of Blue Moons, or will that set you off?" I teased.

"Oh, the sight of you has already done that, I have to admit," he answered while stepping back from the counter enough for me to see the serious bulge stretching his jeans.

"My, oh my. That is some serious meat that you're sporting, young man. Will you be around after dark, because I really want to get some more of that?"

"Well, I won't be here, but I will be working back at the werewolf house after eight, as one. Will you be wearing that outfit later?" he replied while handing us our beers.

"Probably not. I've got a couple of new ones that are far more risque and, of course, I'll want your honest opinion on them. Would you like to see one now?" I taunted.

"Love to!" he answered while pouring someone else's brew and taking their money, and staring at me the whole time.

I had Dennis turn around so that I could look through the stuff in the backpack. Pulling out the red see-through mesh bikini and top, I held them out for his review.

"You've got balls of steel, both of you, if you wear that later tonight. Do you think that the company will allow something like that?"

"Company people made it, so what can they say?"

"Still, that is some sexy shit that really shows it all. I admire your spunk and hope to fill another condom or two with mine while between those lovely legs of yours later tonight."

"I'm looking forward to it!" I said while leaning over the counter and kissing him on the cheek.

Walking away, I asked Dennis if we paid for the drinks, and he said, "I tried to hand him some cash, but the guy waved it off. Thinking about it, what's a couple of beers compared to some primo pussy?"

"Did you just call me primo pussy?"

"I did."

We walked the rest of the way back to the bench, hand in hand, while I grinned like the Cheshire Cat, before taking a seat. Sipping on our beers, we talked about all that had transpired this week and what more was to come in the future. Dennis let it slip that he'd already arranged an outlet for my slutty desires once we got home. The thought of having a whole stable of men to take me a couple of times a month was more than I could have hoped for after this wild vacation.

Our chat lasted until we realized that the sun was beginning to disappear behind the buildings in front of us. It was still a good thirty minutes from full darkness, but just the thought of it had my juices flowing. The set had been complete since we got back, but now that the sun was setting, the performers were starting to show up.

To be continued...