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Chapter One
Berni stepped out of her apartment, her purse swung casually over her shoulder, already yearning to reach her favorite spot in the park. The anticipation had kept her buzzing all day, and now she longed to indulge in her favorite pastime. The soft breeze gently tousled her hair as she marveled at the breathtaking hues of the setting sun, captivated by the vibrant shades of blue, green, and purple. Although willing to reach the park, she strolled leisurely, relishing in the sights and scents of late summer. She exchanged warm greetings with familiar faces, reveling in the admiring gazes that followed her every step, a testament to the allure of her naked body.
Walking unclothed through Voyeur Park had at all times been a source of exhilaration for Berni. There was an incredible thrill in embracing her vulnerability and disregarding the prying eyes that observed her. And in this park, she was far from alone. Many others also reveled in their freedom, their partially exposed or entirely nude forms adding to the deliciously sensual atmosphere. Women flaunted their short skirts, occasionally bestowing teasing glimpses upon passersby, while others boldly walked topless, their breasts bared for all to admire. A few men and trans-fem individuals, in snug-fitting pants and skirts that accentuated their every contour, proudly showcased their erect penises. As she sauntered past familiar faces, Berni couldn’t withstand playfully teasing them, toying with her nipples and creating delightful tension in the air. The absence of young children on this side of the Wall allowed her to indulge in such uninhibited displays without worry.
Lost in her cheekiness, Berni blew a kiss to one of her regular hook-ups only to be taken by surprise as a hand grazed her ass. A small jolt of excitement washed over her, but there was only one person who would dare to touch her during her daily walk. “Jesus, Simone, you scared me half to death,” she exclaimed, her heart still racing. Her best friend, Simone Evans, draped an arm around Berni’s shoulders, falling into step beside her. Simone, too, was in the nude, and the sensation of their skin touching sent shivers of pleasure coursing through Berni’s body.
“You’re looking absolutely irresistible today, Berni. Damn, I couldn’t resist,” Simone remarked, her own appearance nothing short of stunning. Her dark tresses cascaded over her voluptuous breasts, bouncing and swaying with each step she took. The sway of her hips caused her ass to jiggle enticingly as they confidently strutted down the street. Berni couldn’t help but catch glimpses of Simone’s clit as her long legs moved, each glance igniting a fire within her that required a moment’s composure.
“And you know you can touch me however you want,” Berni playfully teased, offering Simone a wink. “I just didn’t expect to see you here. Don’t you usually come to the park earlier to catch Rocco around this time?”
“We decided to meet at the park today, so I ran some errands on the child-friendly side of the Wall. Our plan is to head to the lake and indulge in some deliciously wild activities. Who knows? Maybe we’ll even spark a small orgy,” Simone shared mischievously. “What about you?”
“I’m hoping the pit is available. It’s always been my favorite,” Berni replied.
“Ah, you do love being the center of attention. Are you planning to put up your sign?” Simone inquired with a knowing smile.
Berni nodded. “At first.”
Simone chuckled. “Well, knowing your love for building anticipation, maybe I’ll join you once Rocco and I have had our fun. You always know how to make things interesting.”
A rosy blush painted Berni’s cheeks. She at all times held out hope that Simone would grace Voyeur Park with her presence at Berni’s performances. They had been inseparable since childhood, embarking on a pact to live on the pleasure-filled side of the Wall and indulge in all the tantalizing experiences they’d overheard from their slightly older friends. Mind you, neither of them were strangers to the world of sexual exploration, having discovered their desires at fourteen. High college offered them a taste of safe, normal sex, but their dreams at all times beckoned them toward the hedonistic side of the Wall. Imagining orgies in fountains, spontaneous and judgment-free public encounters, and buildings dedicated to all manner of erotic delights fueled their fantasies.
To satiate their desires, they engaged in dirty, passionate encounters with one another and occasionally with their close circle of friends, at all times careful not to be caught by their oblivious parents. While Berni and Simone had once experimented with a romantic relationship, they had amicably agreed that their connection thrived in a platonic realm. No hurt feelings, no resentment; they elevated their friendship by warmly engaging in each other’s sexual escapades. Simone’s growing involvement with Rocco had slightly diminished their trysts, making every surprise visit from Simone a treasured occasion.
As they approached the arched entrance to the park, they encountered Rocco, reclining on a bench with his eyes fixated on his girlfriend, a phone in his hand. He wasn’t nude like the others, instead clad in a sleek black company suit that accentuated his muscles, emanating an aura of irresistibility and control. His neatly groomed beard and piercing green eyes intensified his allure. Berni knew that beneath the suit, his body bore an enticing tapestry of tattoos and rippling muscles. If only Simone hadn’t captured his heart so completely, Berni might have entertained thoughts of exploring a connection with him. But Rocco had a rule about engaging intimately with his girlfriend’s close friends, provoking Berni to live vicariously through Simone’s detailed accounts of their escapades.
Rocco stood up as the girls approached, extending a hand to Simone, who gracefully accepted it. “Hey, baby girl,” he greeted her in his deep voice, pulling her closer to him. His hands slid around her waist, settling on her ass. “I adore watching you walk toward me in all of your naked glory.”
“Well, I relish every moment of walking toward you in that state,” Simone responded playfully. The lovers shared a passionate kiss that made Berni’s heart flutter with joy. Seeing Simone and Rocco together, their happiness palpable, filled her with an undeniable sense of contentment.
“I’ll head over to the pit, guys. Maybe I’ll catch up with you later,” Berni announced, her voice tinged with longing. Simone turned to envelop her in a warm hug, their hands sneaking mischievous touches on each other’s breasts and asses— a longstanding tradition between them. “I’ll do my best to get there before you turn your sign.”
Berni nodded, waving goodbye to Rocco as she ventured into the park, her heart fluttering with excitement. With every step she took, a sense of wonder accompanied her, leading her slowly toward her beloved pit. Along the way, she delighted in the erotic scenes unfolding before her, with couples bent over benches, fences, and railings, unabashedly engaging in acts of passionate intercourse for all to see. The onlookers, some participating and others merely reveling in the spectacle, gathered around, their arousal evident as they sat on blankets, baskets flanking them, filled with delectable treats and enticing playthings. The grassy lawn had become a playground for pleasure, a place where moans and gasps intermingled, coaxing others to join the intimate symphony. It was a feast for the senses, with the scent of lust hanging heavy in the air.
Right at the forefront of each unfolding performance sat a two-sided triangle sign, a badge of the exhibitionists. One side burned red, its block letters stating, “PLEASE LET ME/US PLAY ALONE,” ensuring clear boundaries and desires. The other side flaunted an inviting green, displaying the words “FEEL FREE TO JOIN!” It was the perfect system to avoid miscommunications and ensure everyone received the experience they sought after. Some individuals lounged on blankets and enjoyed the spectacle, savoring the pleasure unfolding before them. Others lay on the ground, succumbing to their desires as they masturbated in harmony with the passionate couples, their collective pleasure inciting a crescendo of raw intensity.
As Berni neared the pit, her heart raced in anticipation. This was her sanctuary, her haven of hedonism and unabashed desire. She knew with every fiber of her being that tonight would be unforgettable, a feast for the senses unlike any other.
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