Behind The Bike Sheds,
Chapter 10

Linda

Diana's comments on the previous show behind the bike sheds about the position of the sun would prove particularly poignant for the performance our next showgirl Linda.

It was a very sunny evening, and warm with it, ideal conditions for taking your clothes off. The four of us headed over to the usual location after college. Donna had told me that Linda was really keen to put on a show for us. She had recently come to the end of a long-term relationship and was feeling a little down. When Donna had mentioned the idea of having four boys drool over her, she had no qualms in signing up. Donna said that she was really looking forward to it, as, of course, were we.

Linda was 5 minutes late arriving, not that anyone was counting. She was wearing a black t-shirt, white shorts and black sandals. She was slim with long blonde hair though the roots seemed to be a littler darker, and was probably in her 40s. She almost bounded along, and was clearly full of the joys of the summer. She asked us all our names, and made a fuss of trying to remember them.

"Donna has told me what the score is. I can wait to find out whether you like my body or not. My ex left me because he said I was getting on a bit and sagging in the wrong places. You can all tell me whether you agree with him or not." I couldn't tell through her clothes what her body would look like. She certainly didn't seem to have large breasts, but her body looked in good shape.

"I'll take my t-shirt off and see how we get on from there." She took of her t-shirt, immediately revealing her breasts, no bra. Her tits were good sized, 'a healthy handful' as Adam had decided was an appropriate measurement. They sat very neatly on her chest, and were definitely not what I would have referred to as saggy in any way. Her stomach was also in very good shape, slim and even with a hint of muscle. I couldn't imagine how her previous partner could have considered her saggy. I was about to say this to her, when she took her skirt off.

Three things immediately struck me with her skirt off. Firstly, she hadn't been wearing any panties, and her pussy was now on display. I was surprised at this and wondered whether, in everyday life, there were large numbers of women walking around with no panties on. Secondly, her beaver hair was far less expansive than some of the showgirls that Donna had sent us and was a similar color to the hair on her head. I wouldn't go so far as to say it had been trimmed for the occasion, but it was less like a jungle than some of the others. Thirdly, her whole figure was as slim as her tits and stomach had been. There was definitely no way that anyone could regard her as saggy, unless she morphed into a different shape after dark.

"So what do you think, boys?" Linda stood in front of us, naked other than her black sandals, squinting as the sun got in her eyes. My cock definitely appreciatied the view and had firmly decided that Linda was a winner, straining against my shorts causing a meaty bulge in them.

Conan suddenly blurted out, "Looking good, going good, we're getting great pictures here at NASA control Passadena." We were nowhere near Passadena and I had no idea what he was going on about, but I agreed on the looking good front.

"You dolt Conan!" It was Mike's turn to respond. "Linda, you are in fine shape, no doubt about it. Those breasts of yours are as pert and perty as any we have seen." I didn't necessarily agree with him, but I could see he was doing his best to make Linda feel good. I sensed that she was blushing a little.

"You two are sweet and I can see from those lumps in your shorts that either you have stuffed a banana down there, or your dicks agree with your comments. So what happens next. Oh, wait, you want to see my fanny right? I hope you ain't disappointed."

linda - She started to climb to the pole

She put her left foot on the concrete support that held up one of the poles and climed up onto it.

"You'll get a better view if I'm up here. My fanny will be at eye level." She turned to face away from us, held onto the pole and squatted down so that her fanny was in front of us. As she climbed, I noticed that her legs were shapely too. It was also clear that she had been sunning herself outdoors as her lower legs and arms were tanned, but her upper body was not.

"Fanny in your face, boys. Still getting good pictures there Passadena?" Her ass was small and of all of her features was probably the least good, but that wasn't saying much as she was in great shape. Once again, I needn't add 'for a woman of her age'.

Conan replied, "Everything looking good here, Houston." The moon landings, was that what he was going on about. I would have expected that kind of comment from Adam who was the most sci-fi of us all. Obviously Conan was in an outer-space kind of mood today too.

As she clung to the pole with her ass facing us, she nearly slipped off the contrete support. The other showgirls who had climed up had been barefoot but Linda had kept her sandals on. Carefully she raised herself to a standing position and worked her way around the pole until she was facing us.

"So boys. I can see that you all have healthy looking bulges in your shorts. It's time for you to show Linda what you have hidden in there, after all, you've seem what I am made of. I want to see how big your stiffies already are, and see what I can do to make them harder and larger than an elephant's trunk. So trunks off and let your dicks swing free."

Stripping as naked as our showgirls was part of the guidelines, and only one of the models so far had not asked us to undress. We all stripped off our shirts, shorts and underwear and stood infront of Linda in nothing but our sneakers. I couldn't put my finger on why, but the fact that Linda was one of the older girls we had seen, but had such a tight body, had already allowed my brain, and my cock, to run away with themselves and I was sporting a good sized hard-on.

"Not bad, boys," Linda surveyed our cocks. "Let me see if I can get those trunks of yours to grow to truly epic elephant size. How would you like to see me spread my legs nice and wide so that you can get a better view of my tight little hole?" Holding the pole behind her back, she began to bend down, splaying her legs slowly apart. Her muscular legs emphasising their role as the route to her beaver. Squatting so low that her beaver was almost resting on her ankles, her legs were very wide apart and I could see her pussy lips, or her tight little hole as she had called it.

I rarely imagined touching or having sex with any of the showgirls as it wasn't part of the rules but I could imagine walking up to her and putting my head between her legs and licking her pussy. I imagined her writhing and moaning as my tongue lashed her bush lips. My cock liked the idea and was pumping hard as it imagined what would happen next.

"I can see that you like the look of my little hole!" Linda was squinting in the hot sun while squatting on the hot pole. "I don't like it up here, and I need to get down but that doesn't mean the show is over. I'm determined to make you boys stiffer than any of the women who have come before me." She climed down from the pole and walked over to the footpath that led around the water plant to the car park.

She stood, hands on hips by the edge of the footpath. "Come a little closer boys, I want to make sure you don't miss anything". She turned her back away from us and bent forward, her ass up in the air. As she leant over and turned, her boobs hung down from her chest. In that pose, they looked much larger than when she was standing up. I was imagining her straddling my cock and having those tits hanging down towards my face. My cock was so close to erupting, I had to briefly think of my college work to calm myself down.

She made a show of wiggling her fanny at us and bent down even further so that she could look back at us through her legs. You can probably guess where my mind was at this point: standing right behind her with my cock slid firmly into her tight hole. It was almost a relief when she stood back up again and turned to face us.

"Nice show boys, I can see a couple of you whose dicks are so hard, if they came, they would be able to launch a rocket into space. Isn't that right NASA control?" Conan's face went a bright shade of red.

"T-Minus one second!" Conan said. I could empathise with his statement. Another second of the right kind of moves, and my rocket would be launching too.

"I'm glad you have enjoyed my show. There's one more thing I want to do before I get dressed. It's up to you whether you want to watch or not." I couldn't imagine what it was that she was going to do that we wouldn't want to watch, especially if it involved seeing her naked torso in front of us in the late afternoon sunshine.

She turned to face us and bent her knees, lowering her ass towards the ground. Putting her arms out behind her, she bent down and spread her legs apart. I don't think any of us were expecting what happened next. A stream of bright yellow pee started fountaining from her pussy. I had never seen a woman pee before, let alone a sexy tight-bodied older woman, naked with her legs apart. I immediately decided that despite how dirty it was, there was something increadibly erotic about it. Maybe it was the level of vulnerability that it portrayed. Conversely, maybe it took enormous confidence for a woman (especially a nude one) to do that in front of a group of boys.

I felt the pre-cum start to dribble from my cock. This was the first time that one of the showgirls had brought me right to the edge without touching me, or without me touching me! As the pee slowly came to a dribble, the remaining pee tricked down to the floor between her legs.

Looking over at the four of us, and noting that my cock was dribbing, Linda said, "I don't seem to have brought anything to wipe myself with. Would one of you boys bring me something to dry myself with." I didn't need any more encouragement than that. I grabbed my shirt and walked over to where Linda was still squatting legs apart on the floor.

I just stood there, holding my shirt out towards her. "Don't just stand there," she exclaimed, "you can't wipe me clean when you're lumbering over me." She signalled towards her pussy. "And get a move on, this isn't the most comfortable position and I would like to get dressed."

I bent down on all fours, and carefully moved my shirt up between her open legs. Slowly it edged towards her pussy and as I felt it finally make contact, I gently wiped it up and down.

"That's nice," she almost moaned as I carefully rubbed her pussy with my shirt. "Good job."

"Is that OK?" I asked.

"Yes, thanks. Would another one of you pass my clothes to me?" She reached out and took my shirt off me and finished wiping down her hold. Adam was already on his way over with her skirt and shirt but before he got to where Linda had now stood up, she reached over and gently squeezed my balls. My cock could take no more and hot sticky cum erupted over her arm.

"Houston, we have lift off!" She laughed out loud as my cock spasmed and ejected even more cum over her arm. "I think someone else needs wiping clean too." She used my shirt to wipe her arm clean and passed it back to me. Adam had stopped short when he saw me erupt but he now handed Linda her clothes. He looked slightly scared that she might touch him too, though if his cock was as desperate as mine had been, he would have surely enjoyed the release. Adam slowly walked towards her and handed her clothes back to her.

As Linda dressed herself, the rest of us got dressed too. "One last thing," she looked us up and down. "Could you take a picture of us all together?" Conan, our photographer, had got a timer on his camera so he balanced it on one of the concrete supports. We stood together behind Linda as Conan shouted 'Ten...'. He ran over to join us, counting down as he went. At 'One' we all smiled, and Linda lifted up her shirt and flashed her tits at the camera.

"Send it to me would you?" she asked.

"Of course!" Conan replied. Linda went to each of us and gave us a peck on the cheek.

"Thank you boys, that was good fun." She walked off down the footpath back towards the car park.

The boys made fun of me on the way home. 'He who comes first, comes longest' and 'Could you feel the warmth?' and other taunts. None of them bothered me and I knew that in reality the boys were jealous. Not because I had cum, but because they would have liked to have been the ones who got to wipe Linda's hole clean. It made for another topic of conversation at a later date but in this case, there was very little split of opinion. Though Adam thought that watching a woman pee was a little bit gross, we all acknowledged that it had been pretty horny to watch.

Behind The Bike Sheds,Chapter 10

Linda

Behind The Bike Sheds,
Chapter 10