The Week (revised)
written by:
mcerotic

This is an updated version of an earlier story that I wrote several years ago. It could have been put in any one of a number of categories.

Saturday

A crowd of them came back from the bar to Toni's apartment just off the campus. They had been in the bar for some time and so were well lubricated. Somehow the subject turned to sex scenes in books.

"Do you like erotic stories?" Chris asked Toni.

"I prefer the real thing," Toni replied smugly, thinking of her boyfriend who would be waiting for her later on, a twinge of arousal tugging at her crotch.

"What do you mean?" Chris continued.

"Well...sex."

"But that's just sex, that's not erotic."

"Sex is erotic," objected Toni.

"No it's not the same thing at all."

"How do you mean?"

"Well, you go round to your boyfriend and I presume you have sex with him. I'm sure you get very aroused but that is very different from an erotic situation. There has to be some tension about it, the risk of being caught perhaps, or the situation being out of your control, or totally in your control, or something that only you know. Some tension between your sexual desires and your rational self."

"I'm not sure I really understand the difference. If my boyfriend arouses me then that's all the tension I need!" laughed Toni.

"I bet you like it when the tension finally snaps," someone said.

"No comment," said Toni blushing slightly.

The conversation moved back to other things and soon everyone who was visiting was on their way, dispersing all over the city to where they lived.

Sunday

Toni got up early on Sunday morning and went out for a walk. She thought a bit about the odd conversation the night before, about how Chris had been so insistent that being erotic was not just having sex, but about tension. Feeling pleasantly tired after a long walk, Toni arrived back home.

On the doorstep of her apartment was a large cardboard box with her name on it. She carried it into her bedroom. With a pair of scissors she soon had the box open. It contained several padded envelopes, marked with days of the week. One of the envelopes was marked "Sunday, open first" so she opened it.

It contained a small cassette player already loaded with a tape and another envelope. She pressed the play button. After a pause, Chris's voice came through.

"Hi Toni.

"You wanted to understand the difference between sex and an erotic experience. Well all you have to do is to follow the instructions in these envelopes. I should emphasize that you should want to do everything, and you are quite free to abandon the experiment. But you have to genuinely abandon it, not just pick and choose which instructions to follow, that would not be erotic at all.

So the first thing that you have to do is to shave your pubic hair. In the envelope are a razor and some shaving foam. Go into the shower and shave off all your pubic hair. I want you to be aware of your sexuality all the time. And I want you to be aware of me imagining you. I've never seen you naked, so I don't even know if you have blond pubic hair or dark. But soon you will have none.

When you come out of the shower I want you to masturbate. I want you to enjoy the feel of your new smooth lips with your own fingers. Stroke your outer lips, then your inner lips, then your clit. Enjoy a fantasy where you are a shaven slave with your cunt being inspected by prospective buyers in the slave market. Their fingers part your lips and open up your sex to see your most intimate parts. They pull you open so that your clit stands out and then they rub it roughly. Enjoy your orgasm. Imagine me imaging you masturbating. I like to watch women masturbate, share the ecstasy of their orgasms, enjoy watching their fingers manipulate the folds of their sex so delicately.

"Next I want you to make some sex-art. The envelope also contains some paints and some paper. Paint your outer lips with one of the paints and your inner lips with another. Then put a sheet of paper over something saddle-shaped and straddle it so that you take a cunt print. Experiment with colors, pressure, whether to hold yourself open or not. Next you have to send two people one each of the pictures. It could be anyone. You don't have to say who it is from so you can send it to someone anonymously if you like. Perhaps to someone you fancy from afar, that would be daring.

"For the rest of the week, whatever you wear you are not to wear any underwear. No bra and no knickers. If you are feeling especially daring then wear a skirt so the breeze reminds you. Otherwise jeans are fine, the rough seam should cut into the divide of your sex and remind you of your sexuality.

"This tape won't self-destruct in 5 seconds but it is over. And it is your mission if you choose to accept it."

The tape went quiet. Toni sat for a moment wondering how Chris could somehow be so intimate without ever having even kissed her or talked about sex with her. Let alone fucked her. She pulled the inner envelope out and opened it. It contained a razor and some shaving foam, some paints, some paper and a couple of stamped envelopes.

She made up her mind. She stripped off her clothes. She stood facing the mirror in her bedroom, her feet slightly apart. She was fit from running and cycling and her legs looked strong and muscular. Because she was short her breasts looked large and firm, pure white against her lightly tanned belly and shoulders, with large crimson nipples. She looked lower. Her pubic hair was not so much an inverted triangle hiding her sex, more of a patch of dark brown hair above it. Her outer lips only had a little hair on them and were clearly visible in the mirror, the pink tongue of her inner lips peeking through and visible between her legs. She picked up the razor and headed for the shower. Soon her pubic hair was spiraling down the shower drain. She walked back into her bedroom and looked in the mirror. Her pubic hair had barely hid her sex anyway, but she had to admit it looked erotic. Like when she had been a little girl on the one hand, but more blatantly sexual than normal on the other.

She lay down on her bed. She reached down and stroked her smooth outer lips with one hand. They did feel different. She parted them and reached down with her other hand to lightly stroke her now-erect clit with a finger. Slowly she rolled her finger on it building up the excitement. She reached down lower, probing between her inner lips for some of her juices to make her clit smooth and sexy. She continued to stroke herself, a little harder and faster now, close to coming. She started to imagine herself at a sale of slaves, standing on a wooden block naked, the clothed purchasers reaching out and inspecting her, fascinated by her bald crotch. One man in front of her reached out and took one of her outer lips in each hand, roughly pulling her open to inspect the details of her sex. Behind her another spread the cheeks of her ass and fingered her asshole. A potential buyer decided to check that she was easily aroused. He bent forward, opened up her sex with one hand and started to gently lick her clit. His other hand slid between her legs and he pushed two fingers into her cunt. Despite her embarrassment at her predicament, her body responded to the excitement of the tongue and the fingers slid easily into her wetness. She imagined the man continuing to finger-fuck her and lick her until a powerful orgasm finally burst upon her, in her fantasy and in real life. She lay there for a moment before she got up. She was slightly chilly so she pulled on a sweatshirt, naked from the waist down.

She opened the packet of paints and smeared a little red paint on her cunt-lips. Then she turned the waste-paper bin on its side and held a piece of paper onto its cylindrical surface as she lowered her paint-covered cunt onto it. The print was pretty indistinct; it could have been almost anything. She tried a couple more and soon she had learnt how much paint to use, how hard to press against the paper and soon she was producing prints that really looked like a cunt pressed against paper. She experimented a bit with different colors, washing her smooth lips in the shower each time to get rid of the old colors so that everything didn't degenerate into non-descript brown.

Finally she had had enough. She washed the paint off one last time and walked back into her bedroom. She pulled on a sweatshirt and jeans, feeling a little naked with no underwear, even though she often went without a bra and no-one would be able to tell that she had no knickers on.

Finally, she took the large envelopes and put two of the most blatant paint prints into them. She wondered whether to send one anonymously to someone she fancied, but in the end she was a coward and sent the first one to her boyfriend, describing it as a piece of abstract art she had done for him. But she decided it would be erotic to send one to Chris. After all, he had never seen her cunt and she could imagine him looking at the picture and trying to imagine what her cunt was really like. A sort of Rorschach ink-blot test, except this was a cunt paint test.

Toni was tempted to look at the next padded envelope, the Monday one, but in the end she went to bed and enjoyed the feel of her smooth lips again.

Monday

Toni woke early. She got up immediately, keen to open her next envelope before any of her room-mates were up. The Monday envelope contained another small cassette tape and another lumpy envelope. She lay naked on her bed and put the cassette into the player and pressed play. As before, soon she was listening to Chris's voice.

"Good morning Toni. I hope that you have a shaved crotch and no underwear as ordered.

"Today I want you to be very aware of your sexuality all day. In the enclosed envelope you will find a plastic cock. I want you to put this into your vagina and not take it out again until you go to bed. You may have to squeeze your vagina a little to keep it in place so you won't be able to go for long without thinking about sex.

"But there is another toy in the envelope too. There is a plastic butterfly vibrator with a wire connecting it to a little control box. You need to wear the butterfly so that the abdomen rests on your clit. Before you leave the flat you should play with the control to see what it feels like. Take time to enjoy the sensation. If you are not in a hurry you might even come. Put the control box in your pocket.

"At lunchtime I want you to go to a park or somewhere near wherever you are. You should sit down on the grass and turn the controller to high. Enjoy yourself having an orgasm in public, probably for the first time in your life.

"I want you to fantasize about something while the butterfly buzzes and makes you come. Have as many orgasms as you like. And when you get back this evening I want you to write down your fantasy and send it to someone. Again you can choose who you tell and whether it is anonymous or they know it is from you.

"Have a nice day!"

Toni opened the envelope. Just as the tape had said, there was a translucent red plastic dildo shaped like a cock but with a flared base. However it was wider than any cock she could remember and short enough so that it would be completely inside her when the base was pressed against her cunt lips. And a plastic butterfly with straps attached to a waist-belt.

Toni slid the soft plastic cock into her. Although she was already wet from the excitement of listening to the tape, she had to fuck herself with the cock before she could get it completely into her. She felt stretched wider than she could remember. Next she put the belt from the butterfly around her waist and positioned the butterfly so that it rested just above her lips, with its abdomen pushing between her lips and positioned right on her clit. A strap went from the butterfly between her legs and up between her ass cheeks. This also prevented the dildo slipping out of her cunt. She pulled on a pair of jeans and put the butterfly control box in the pocket.

Toni slid the control out of the "off" position. She jumped in surprise when she felt it. She'd never masturbated with a vibrator before and was shocked at the intensity with which it attacked her clit. She could barely hear the gentle hum as the butterfly vibrated but she could certainly feel it. She thought of it as the stinger on the insect injecting excitement directly into her clit. She turned the speed up and could feel her arousal building almost immediately. She imagined Chris thinking of her, the only person in the world who knew she had a huge dildo in her cunt and a vibrator on her clit. Since it was still early, he was probably still in bed. She wondered if he was masturbating, imagining her fucking herself with the dildo. She wondered what his cock looked like, big or small, circumcised or not. She decided that his cock was like the dildo inside her, circumcised, wide rather than long. She imagined him stroking himself, imagined his hard cock glistening with lubricant as his fingers slid up and down, his knob pink and sexy. The butterfly made her come just as she imagined Chris coming, powerful pulses of white spunk shooting onto his belly.

Soon Toni was walking to her first lecture. The large dildo in her cunt meant that it was hard for her to walk normally. When she got to the lecture hall she felt exposed, as if everyone could see the dildo and the butterfly vibrator under her jeans, although she realized that obviously nobody really had any idea. When she sat down the base of the dildo pushed it harder into her, stretching her open in a very exciting way.

At lunchtime, Toni walked out of the lecture hall and found an isolated spot on the grass. She reached into her pocket and turned the knob on the control box to high. The butterfly leapt to life, vibrating intensely on her clit. Toni was surprised at just how fast the vibe excited her. In a couple of minutes she felt her orgasm approaching. She turned the butterfly down slightly so that her orgasm built up exquisitely slowly. She hadn't really had time to fantasize, the butterfly was so effective she knew she could even come while revising her math lecture. She started to fantasize. In her fantasy, four male students grabbed her as she sat on the grass. They pulled her onto her back and tied ropes to her wrists and ankles. Soon she was spread-eagled on the grass, still clothed, her hands and feet tied to stakes hammered into the ground. One of the men pulled her T-shirt up to her shoulders, exposing her breasts, her nipples hard with anticipation. Another of the men undid the button on her jeans and pulled down the zip. Then he took a sharp knife and cut from the base of the zip right through her crotch so that the knickerless swell of her shaved sex pushed obscenely through the opening. She ought to have been scared but in fact she was very excited. The four men departed. Everyone passing on their way to lectures had a view of her, her breasts and her cunt offered to them. Finally one attractive man wondered over. He unzipped his fly and his hard cock sprang out. Kneeling over Toni he slid the head of his cock up and down between her lips, spreading her juices around her entrance. The butterfly finally made Toni come as she imagined his steel-hard cock pushing against the slight resistance of her cunt opening before slipping deep into her wetness.

As Toni's orgasm subsided, she reached into her pocket and turned the butterfly off. She looked around worried that everyone around her must have noticed that she just came. But nobody was paying any special attention to her. She realized that Chris was right and it really was the first time she had come in public.

That evening she wrote down her story about being staked out on the grass, with a bit more embellishment to make it into a little erotic story. She put it into an envelope. She decided that it was too personal to send to her boyfriend, who might not understand at all. She had never talked to him about fantasies and somehow it would seem too intimate to do so, despite having regular sex with him. Instead, she sent it to Chris. Somehow it seemed easier to bare her personal secrets to Chris than to her boyfriend.

Finally, she undressed to shower before bed. She slipped the dildo out of her cunt where it had been all day. She felt empty without it, so used to its assertive presence.

Tuesday

The following morning Toni ripped open the next envelope. As well as the expected cassette it contained another lumpy envelope.

"Good morning Toni. I hope you enjoyed spending the day with a dildo in your cunt. I certainly enjoyed thinking about you, and imagining you coming in public at lunchtime. I hope you are good at coming quietly and are not one of these people who has to scream.

"Today's envelope contains a different shaped plug. I want you to wear this one in your ass all day. There is some lubricant in the envelope to make it easy to insert since you won't have your own juices like yesterday. I suggest you rub lubricant on your asshole and then rub it with a finger until you can slide a finger in and out of it easily. Did you know that the only place on your body with a greater density of nerve endings than your asshole is your clit? Then coat the plug with lubricant and push it in slowly. Don't try to go too fast. Once the widest part is in it will hold in place.

"Then during the day I want you to think about what you will fantasize about this evening. When you come home I want you to masturbate. But inside the envelope you will find a blank cassette. There are also some clothes pegs in the envelope. I want you to record your fantasy as you masturbate and, unlike yesterday, I want you to come loudly. Once you are first aroused I want you to put the pegs on your nipples. It will hurt a little but add to the excitement of your masturbation. If you are very daring you could also put them on your outer lips. Then you can send the tape to someone. Again, it is up to you who. Of course I hope it is me since I want to listen to your pleasure as you come.

"I'll talk to you tomorrow."

Toni opened the envelope. There was a large purple plug. It had a narrow end, then got much wider, then had a narrow neck before the wide base. With it was a small bottle of lubricant. Toni undid her jeans and let them fall around her ankles. She squatted down. After squeezing a little lubricant onto a finger she started to rub around her asshole. She had never really done that before and was interested that it felt good. She pushed her finger so that she was rolling on the edge of the opening feeling her asshole open up slightly. She pushed her slick finger into her tightness. As she fucked her asshole with a finger she felt herself loosen. She smeared more lubricant over the plug and then placed the point in ready ass and slowly pushed. It felt as if she was being split at first. She started to stroke her clit, to see if that helped. She would push the plug in until it started to be painful. Then she would hold it there letting her body relax and get used to it while she masturbated. As soon as she felt comfortable, she would push it in further. She was just on the point of deciding that she would never get it in completely when it popped in and locked into place. It was not painful but it definitely throbbed. She continued to masturbate until she came, imagining Chris thinking of her asshole. She pulled up her jeans. She would not forget that it was there all day.

Sitting in lectures with her asshole throbbing seemed to be very arousing. She surreptitiously pressed on her clit through her trousers underneath the desk.

That evening she set up the voice-recorder on her bed. She put the plastic pegs beside her. She pressed the record button and started to speak.

"I am lying on my bed naked. I am stroking one of my breasts with one hand and the other is just touching my outer lips gently. I'm going to part my legs wide now so that I have clear access to my sex. Now I'm stroking my inner lips. I can feel that I am starting to get wet already. I'm pushing a finger into myself. My outer lips are quite fleshy so I am reaching down with the hand that was stroking my breast to hold them apart so that I have free access to my clit. Now I'm stroking myself slowly. I'm going to put a peg on one of my nipples now. Ouch. It is quite intense, I haven't yet managed to completely let go of it yet. There, it is right on the limit of what I can take. Oooh. OK, now for the other nipple. Ow. It is not so bad after the few seconds, but it is painful when you first put them on. I'm going to see if I can stand a peg on my lips now. Ooo. I have a peg on each outer lip. It is really sharp. I'm going to have to masturbate to take my mind off the pain. I'm stroking my clit quite fast now since I'm close to coming. I can feel my body trembling like it does when I get close. I'm going to come, oh that feels good.

"The pegs are not so painful once you get used to them. So I'm going to fantasize now and come again. I'm imagining that I'm a young maid in a Victorian household. I am summoned to the drawing room by a bell. The master of the house has a guest there. It is Chris. The master tells me that Chris will be staying the night and that I should show Chris to the spare room and make sure that he has ‘anything he wants'. I lead the way up the stairs and into the spare bedroom. I ask him if there is anything else he needs. He shuts the door and orders me to bend over the desk. The master was very explicit that I should give Chris whatever he wants so I comply. Chris lifts up the long skirts of my uniform. Then he pulls down the cotton underwear. He tells me to step out of it and to move my feet apart. I do so. I can feel my cunt getting wet, knowing that Chris's eyes are drawn to it. His fingers open up my sex and slide between my inner lips, pushing forward underneath my body until they find my already-hard clit. He starts to stroke me. He moves so that he is reaching around my body to stroke my clit. I can feel his cock now, it is resting against the crack of my ass. I feel him slide back and feel the head of his knob nestle in the opening to my cunt. Slowly he pushes into me. My cunt is tight and resists slightly at first but I am so turned on by the situation and his finger on my clit that in no time he is in my welcoming wet depths. He starts to fuck me slowly. As he does so he puts his finger on my asshole and as his cock fucks my cunt his finger fucks my asshole. I'm almost coming, in real-life that is. He continues to fuck me, faster now. Oh, I'm going to come. I can feel his hips thrusting hard against my bottom as he comes inside me. Oh, I'm coming. Oh, it's just going on and on and on."

Toni got her breath back. "I'm going to take the pegs off my nipples now. Ouch, as the blood returns it is almost as painful as when I put them on. My nipples are tingling like wiggling a loose tooth, pain and pleasure at the same time. Now for the ones on my labia. Ouch. They are off now and it is like someone is sticking tiny needles in my cunt-lips. Oooch.

"OK, I'm going to turn off the voice-recorder now."

Toni reached over and pushed the off button. She rewound the tape and checked that it had recorded properly. Finally, she ejected the cassette and put it into the envelope that had been provided and addressed it to Chris. He finger crept back between her legs as she imagined Chris listening to the tape, getting hard and stroking himself. In no time she was having a third orgasm, softer and gentler this time.

Wednesday

"Good morning Toni.

"I know you like to go cycling on Wednesdays, so today's erotic adventure involves cycling somewhere secluded. Inside the envelope is a digital camera. There is also remote control so it is easy to take photographs of yourself.

"I want you to take some photographs of yourself in the outdoors. Of course it wouldn't be erotic if you had clothes on, so I want you to take some photographs of yourself naked. So you had better choose somewhere private for your photo-shoot. And no cheating just keeping your back to the camera. The photographs need to go all the way. I want you to take one of you standing or lying facing the camera, with your breasts visible and your shaved mound. And I want you to take at least one with you lying on your back with your legs spread wide and your knees pulled up. And I want you to take at least one on all fours with your ass pointing towards the camera and your cunt lips framed by your cyclist's thighs, without your face in the picture. And I want you to take a close-up of your cunt, so only your closest friends would have a chance to recognize it.

"And as usual you have to send photographs to some people. This time to three people. But be careful, they won't be anonymous unless you are careful which pictures you use.

"Happy snappy day."

Toni emptied out the envelope. A small point and shoot digital camera, a little remote control and a packet of photo-printer paper.

Toni got back from her class at lunchtime. She had managed to borrow a tripod from the art department. She decided to have a quick practice before she left and so she set up the camera on the tripod. She aimed the camera at the sofa in the living room. Then she sat on the sofa and took a photograph. The camera beeped a couple of seconds after she pressed the button on the remote control. She looked at the picture she had taken on the display. Of course she was fully clothed since she was just experimenting. The next photographs would not be so easy she realized. She put the camera and the various accessories into her pannier and cycled off.

She cycled out of town and soon was passing through the farmland with occasional woods at the sides of the road. She noticed a track going into one of the forests that looked in good condition so she cycled down it. Soon she found a clearing in the forest that could not be seen from any roads but which was large enough that the sunlight would make photography workable.

Toni got the camera out of the bag and set it up so it was fixed on the tripod pointing at a particular tree. She looked around suspiciously, worried that someone might suddenly come to the isolated spot. But all was quiet. She slipped off her top and her cycling shorts. She stood for a moment enjoying the feel of the sun. It felt good to be outdoors and stark naked. She tried to remember when if she had ever been out in the countryside naked before and couldn't think one.

Over the next hour she took lots of photographs of herself. She aimed the camera lower and then lay on her back with her legs spread and her knees pulled up. When she reviewed the photograph, she thought it looked obscene but still sort of erotic. She had never seen herself from that angle before, a view only her boyfriends could ever have had. Then she took some photographs of her from behind, on all fours. Again, she appreciated that this was a view her boyfriends would have just before entering her when fucking in that position, a view of herself that she had never seen. She hadn't even realized just how exposed her cunt was between her legs when bent over like that.

Finally she took some close-ups of herself masturbating, just her cunt and fingers visible in the picture, gently parting her lips and stroking her clit. Finally the memory card was getting full. Most of the pictures had come out quite well, especially considering that she couldn't see herself through the viewfinder on any of them. They were all taken with the remote control.

She lay down on the grass for a moment, absorbing the sun. While she took the photographs she was too busy to be aroused by her nakedness, but now she found her it quite exciting. She looked through the photographs on the display deciding who she would send which photographs. Without meaning to, her mind drifted to Chris looking at the show-everything photographs she intended to send him. She imagined him getting aroused by her naked body. Her finger automatically crept into her crease and she was enjoying the rhythm of her orgasm as it built up and flowed over her. Soon she was clothed and cycling back into the city.

That evening she printed out all the photographs. It was a challenge to send photographs to three people. First she sent a couple to her boyfriend, as much to make up one of the three people as anything else. Then she selected a set of the best photographs and put them in an envelope for Chris. Finally, she sent a photograph of her finger rolling on her clit and sent it to one of her professors at the college that she thought was fanciable. He wouldn't be able to tell who had sent it so it amused her to think of him looking at something so intimate and enigmatic at the same time.

Thursday

Thursday's envelope just contained another packet of photo-printer paper and the cassette.

"I hope you had fun being your own naked model yesterday. Today you have to take some pictures of someone having sex. It could be you and your boyfriend, or even you and someone else. Or perhaps two other people. Since the photographs will involve more than just you it is up to you what you do with them.

"Happy snapping."

Toni was dumbfounded. She had never taken photographs of herself having sex before. But she had a camera, tripod and everything so it shouldn't be too difficult. She walked through into the living room of the apartment holding her camera. Her room-mate Debbie was there.

"What are you doing with that camera?" she asked.

Toni thought of something plausible quickly. "I have to take some pictures for a project for my art course."

"What sort of pictures?"

Nothing like the truth. "It is meant to be something to do with sex."

"Hmm," said Debbie, "what are you going to take?"

"I'm not sure. Would you like to photographed fucking?" she joked.

"That might be quite thrilling," said Debbie surprisingly.

"Really?" said Toni. "I'm not sure what I would think of being photographed having sex."

"Well I think it would be quite a souvenir to have some photographs of myself fucking. Something to look at in my old age, even if not exactly something to show the grandchildren."

"Well if you really want to then it would certainly solve my assignment in the most direct way possible."

"Well I'll have to ask my boyfriend Alan but he is always up for anything so I doubt he will say no."

So that evening Toni found herself as official photographer of Debbie and Alan fucking. They decided to put a mattress on the floor of the living room to make the photography easier. They turned the lights down so that Toni and her camera would be as unobtrusive as possible. Alan and Debbie would have sex and try and ignore Toni; she could take what photographs she could. But they wouldn't stop and pose, stop and pose since they didn't think they would be able to keep aroused if they had to concentrate too much on photography.

They started cuddling on the mattress, fully clothed. Toni took a couple of photographs as they started to kiss, and gradually got undressed. Of course she had never seen Alan naked, although she had seen Debbie getting dressed before, although never quite like this, so blatantly naked. Naked, her breasts looked even larger than when she was dressed.

Debbie spread her legs wide, giving Toni a close-up view she had never seen of any woman. Soon Toni was photographing Alan's tongue as it swirled on Debbie's clit. She could see from Alan's hard cock that he was excited and oblivious of the camera. As Alan licked Debbie he slid a finger into her cunt. Toni could see that she was really wet. When Debbie had her first orgasm she knew Debbie was also in her own sexual world. Toni found herself getting turned on watching the undilutedly sexual scene taking place in front of her.

Alan moved up Debbie's body. She held his cock and guided it into her opening as Toni took a photograph of the moment of penetration. After taking several photographs from various angles as they fucked, Toni's memory card was once again full. Tactfully she retreated to her bedroom leaving the two lovers to finish off on their own.

Toni was so turned on by the personal porno movie that she had watched that she had to masturbate and have an orgasm for herself while the photos were printing. Then, naughtily, she put a few of the photographs into an envelope to send to Chris. He knew Chris had an eye for Debbie and would be turned on by photographs of her fucking. The rest of the photographs she would eventually give to Debbie and Alan after a suitable delay when they were supposedly being submitted as part of her coursework. She realized that Debbie was right, it would be quite a thrill later in life to have some photographs of herself fucking as student.

She went back to the living room. It seemed a bit incongruous when she politely knocked on the door since she had just shot the naked occupants fucking enthusiastically. But they had already gone. They had taken the mattress and were back in Debbie's bedroom. Presumably having more sex without the intrusion of Toni's camera this time. Toni listened guiltily at Debbie's bedroom door and could hear the giveaway rhythmic squeak of Debbie's bed. She felt herself getting wet again as she thought of Alan's cock sliding in and out of Debbie's aroused cunt.

Friday

Friday's envelope seemed thin compared with the days earlier in the week. Toni opened it to find the cassette as usual, and just an ordinary letter-sized envelope.

"Hi Toni, only two more days of erotic discovery. I hope you have chosen me to receive some of the pictures and tapes. I had fun imagining you doing these naughty things when I recorded the tapes nearly a week ago.

"You have the day off today until this evening. You are even allowed to wear underwear this evening. In the envelope is a ticket to "Ricky's Club". On Friday's at 9pm they have amateur night in which amateur strippers compete for prizes. You have been entered under the name Katie. You will not be on as one of the first so you will have time to see some of the other strippers first. You can choose what to wear, but it is best to look really smart. Sexy underwear. Heels if you have any. The audience is very traditional about these things. I'm afraid you are not likely to win without being tall, with long blonde hair, false tits and lots of makeup. But it isn't the winning that counts it is the taking part.

"After you strip, you will be given several photographs taken during your act by the club photographer. You can keep most of them but you must, as usual, mail one out to someone of your choice. There is no way for it to be anonymous so it had better be your boyfriend, or me, or someone you really want to think specially of you!"

Toni spent the day alternately excited by the anticipation of stripping that night and terrified of taking her clothes off in public and wondering whether she would be able to go through with it. She didn't really own any especially sexy underwear but she found the laciest bra and the smallest thong that she owned.

She got to the club and told the doorman that she was Katie. She was shown where she could change. The competition did not start until later but the entrants were expected to be in the bar for an hour or two in the meantime, in whatever they would be wearing when they started their act. Toni had no idea how far the acts even went. Was full nudity legal? Or was it just topless? Would she take her knickers off coyly or have to spread her legs for the audience?

She sat at a table and was chatted up by a number of men. They offered to buy her drinks but Toni did not want to get drunk and so she just drank a couple of orange juices the whole evening.

Finally the strip show started. The first woman came on. The music was turned up and the woman danced around the stage. Gradually she took off her dress to reveal the traditional stockings and suspenders, bra and knickers. She took her time unrolling her stockings. She turned her back to the audience to remove her bra, before turning around with her arms covering her breasts. Finally she moved them so that the audience could see her large breasts. Next she again turned away from the audience before slipping her knickers over the cheeks of her ass. When she turned around she had her hand over her crotch. The audience shouted for her to move her hand and she let the noise build up before she finally did so, revealing her thick black pubic hair which looked a bit incongruous since the hair on her head was bleached blonde. As the audience shouted suggestions about what she should do next she parted her legs and started to masturbate, rolling her hips forwards so that the audience had a good view of her cunt. Finally she pretended to come and the act was over.

The subsequent strippers all had minor variations on the same theme. Soon it was Toni, or rather Katie's, turn.

Some music started up for Toni and she walked out onto the stage in her dress. She danced a little to the music, spinning around so that her skirts flew up giving flashes of her knickers. Then she undid the zip and slipped the dress off. She stepped out of the ring of material on the stage clad only in her bra and knickers.

Imitating the women that she had already seen strip, she turned her back to the audience and undid the clip on her bra, then turned back holding the cups against her breasts. The crowd started to encourage her to reveal her breasts and slowly she lowered the bra to oblige. She tweaked her nipples and made them hard, surprised to find that she was getting quite turned on exhibiting her body to all those strangers. At least she hoped they were all strangers.

Only one piece of clothing to go. She danced around a bit more, teasing the audience by pretending to take her knickers down. She turned and showed where the thong left her cheeks bare. Finally she slowly worked the waistband of her thong over her hips and lowered her knickers, her cunt clearly visible between her legs as she bent down and stepped out of them. She turned back to face the audience, getting an increase in excitement due to her shaved cunt. She opened herself up and started to stroke her clit slowly. She was amazed just how hard it was, she hadn't expected to get so excited. Reaching between her legs she pushed a finger inside herself, discovering that she was sopping wet. She lay down on her back on the stage, and pulled up her knees. As she continued to stroke herself she realized that she was close to coming and decided that she, Toni, would not fake it but go all the way. Soon the wave of her orgasm broke over her. She gasped loudly, trying to make more of a show of it, not sure if this made it more or less convincing.

She walked off the stage to loud applause. Later it turned out that she had been voted 3rd and won a fifty dollar gift certificate. As Chris's tape had said, like all the contestants she was handed an envelope with some photographs taken during her act. "Something for my old age," she thought, thinking back to Debbie's remarks about the photographs of her fucking Alan.

Toni changed back into her street clothes and made her way back to her apartment. Of course she was so wound up that she had to masturbate again to reduce her level of arousal before she could sleep.

Saturday

"This is your last day and you actually get to have sex today. Although maybe you have had lots of sex earlier in the week too.

"You won't have been at your boyfriend's last night since you were at the strip-club. At lunchtime you should go to his apartment. You mustn't say a word when he lets you in. Just go into the living room and slowly take off all your clothes. Kneel down on the floor facing away from him, spread your legs and then bend forward until your shoulders are on the floor and you are offering your cunt to him. Reach back and start to masturbate. When you are close to coming and are really wet, tell him that he needs to punish you for being such a slut by fucking you roughly.

"I hope you enjoyed your erotic week. I hope you'll at least tell me how everything went next time we meet.

"Arrividerci."

Toni realized that after this week of erotic challenges that she didn't want to do anything as prosaic as to undertake this challenge with her boyfriend. That wasn't the Toni way. After her exciting week she wanted to present her body to Chris and see what happened.

Instead of going to her boyfriend's she found herself on her way to Chris's apartment. She pushed on the door. It was unlocked. She walked into the living room. Chris was sitting on the sofa. He looked up but said nothing, as if he were expecting her. Toni pulled her sweatshirt over her head. She wore nothing underneath so that she was aware of Chris's eyes seeing her breasts for the first time. Well, the first time in the flesh anyway. She felt her nipples harden with the excitement.

She undid the button on her trousers and let them fall to the floor. She had no underwear underneath as ordered. She knelt down in front of Chris and bent over. She knew from her photographs earlier in the week just how assertively sexual the pose was. She reached back and put a finger on her clit. She wasn't surprised at how hard it was already. She slowly stroked herself, exaggerating her movements somewhat since she was also putting on a show. When she was close to coming she quietly spoke.

"Fuck me."

Chris moved behind her. She heard the rustle of clothes being removed, then she felt Chris's cock nestling in the wet entrance to her cunt. She pushed back enjoying the feel as his hard cock slid into her. She was so excited from masturbating and from the tension of the situation that she came immediately. She started to rock back and forth, feeling his cock slide almost entirely out of her before she pushed back taking it deep into her cunt. Chris reached over and picked up something that she couldn't see. As she continued to rock back and forth she felt something lubricated push into her asshole. Each thrust back now pushed Chris's cock into her cunt and also the plug into her ass. Soon the widest point of the plug passed and it locked into place. She felt really full with both Chris's cock and the butt-plug deep in her body. Toni continued to stroke her own clit as she fucked Chris and soon had another orgasm.

"You are so naughty," Chris said suddenly. "I think I shall punish you by fucking you up the ass. Have you ever been fucked up the ass before?"

"No," said Toni. "You will be the first."

Chris pulled the butt-plug out of Toni and rubbed more lubricant on her asshole. She felt his cock push on the ring of her asshole. But it had already been prepared by the plug and her body relaxed almost immediately to admit him deep into her. It felt so naughty to have a cock in her ass. She had expected it to be somewhat painful but it wasn't at all. Chris started to thrust deep into her tight asshole. She could feel his balls banging on her cunt. He reached around underneath her body and started to stroke her, sliding his fingers between her lips the length of her cunt, and running them gently over her clit. That was all it took to take her over the edge again.

Chris thrust harder and faster now, his breathing getting heavier. She felt his cock spasm in her ass as he came, thrusting his hips aggressively against her cheeks. They lay down on the floor.

"Thank you for such an exciting week," Toni said. "It has definitely been something different from just having sex with my boyfriend. You are right. Erotic experiences are somehow different from plain old sex."

"I should thank you. Think of it from my point of view. I got a painting of your crotch, then a written fantasy of yours, then a tape-recording of you masturbating and playing with clothes-pegs, some extremely rude photographs of you, then photos taken by you of Debbie being fucked, then I watched you from the back of the room at the strip club. I hoped you would come here today but I wasn't sure you would."

Chris took Toni's hand and guided her to his bedroom. It would be the first afternoon of many she would spend there.