The Backpackers

The author kindly advises that this story contains graphic language and is not suitable for persons under 18 years old. The Backpackers (Two girls finance their holiday with exhibitionist lesbian sex) It was early in the morning at the airport. The morning haze was slowly evaporating. It promised to be another brilliant summer day. A plane from Paris had just landed. Two backpacker girls, Inez and Zahra, cleared customs and were leaving the international terminal. They caught a bus to their hostel in the city. The new, unfamiliar city flashed past their bus window. Inez was nineteen, French and brunette; Zahra was of similar age, had a Moroccan-French background with coffee colored skin and short, dark curly hair. Both girls were tanned, tall and slim. They would travel the world for a year. They’d stay in every city for a few months, do odd jobs, make some money and move on to the next city. After checking into their hostel the girls were strolling through the city, window-shopping and taking in the new sights. In their search for work they scanned a little local newspaper and found the ad of a female photographer looking for models. Inez and Zahra liked the idea. I could be fun and the prospect of quick and easy money was enticing. They called the number in the ad and made an appointment. They arrived at the studio in the afternoon. It was in an old building in an inner city suburb. Set up professionally with rooms for wardrobe and make-up, the studio itself was a large white space with an upholstered bed in the middle and camera lights around it. The photographer's name was Joan, a woman in her mid thirties who specialized in lesbian erotica and had extensive connections in the city's lesbian circles. The girls introduced themselves and Joan was pleasantly surprised. She liked the look of the girls and showed them her work portfolio. The girls were shocked at first. The images showed lots of nudity and explicit lesbian sex. They were hesitant and unsure and wanted to think it over. Joan reassured them and they promised to get in touch. The next day Joan got a call from the girls and suggested some trial shots. Inez and Zahra returned to the studio. First Inez went on the bed and, at the request of Joan, started moving around, showing her curves and, after a while, slowly stripping off. Zahra watched the proceedings from a distance. She found it a huge turn-on. She came closer to the action and positioned herself next to the photographer to get a better view. Joan stopped shooting and they both locked eyes. Joan’s fingers caressed Zahra’s hair and face. They slightly touched Zahra’s lips, ran down the girl’s chest, slowly unbuttoning her blouse. They moved further down, opening her pants, sliding down her pants zipper. From there on her hand disappeared between her Zahra’s legs. Being very aroused by now, Zahra shed her clothes to join Inez naked on the bed. In the beginning Joan gave the girls some directions on how to position themselves. After a while she had all the soft images but needed more explicit shots. The girls didn’t need any encouragement. Zahra and Inez started kissing each other with open mouths, their tongues fighting. The held the back of each other’s heads to press their lips firmly together and get their tongues as deep as possible inside each other. Their fingers were feverously rubbing and penetrating their wet pussies. Joan loved the spectacle and couldn’t get enough close-ups of the girls’ swollen openings and encouraged them to spread their legs as wide as possible. After a while Joan suggested a change in position. The girls were now scissoring their legs, pushing their pussies against each other while leaning backwards. They moved their midriffs rubbing their hot openings together. From a distance the scene was surreal. Two girls were tribbing on the bed under studio lights. A delighted female photographer capturing it all from close range, with flashlights going off around them. A short time later it got all too much for Joan. Watching the girls got her all worked up. She downed her camera and slowly took her clothes off. Still next to the bed, she fingered her wet pussy while groping and kissing the girls, eventually joining them on the bed. The girls’ hands reached all over her. Zahra’s head was in between her legs, licking deep inside her. At the same time Joan kissed Inez, pushing her tongue deep inside her mouth. For the next hours three females in and over each other on the bed under the studio lights. Two days later the girls received an envelope with a message from Joan. Her friend Donna, a thirty-something entrepreneur, ran an erotic theater and was looking for girls. The whole thing sounded strange but the money was excellent. Inez and Zahra didn’t know what to think of it but decided to give Donna a call. She gave them street directions and told them to drop by the next day when the business was closed. The girls found the address and were being let in through the back door. Inside they discovered that the place was made up of viewing rooms. In the middle of the rooms were large, round, upholstered beds that were slowly rotating. The spectators viewed the action through windows with one-way mirrors. The rooms had luxurious red furnishings and red lights. Donna explained that she needed girls who were able to put on a lesbian show and suggested they’d try it out while she watched through the window. The girls found the whole situation very erotic. They enter the room through a back door. From the inside the windows were mirrors. They mounted the rotating bed and slowly started to strip off. Tentative at first, Donna gave the girls advice on how to best present their pussies to the audience. After a while the girls kissed and rubbed each other and gave Donna a detailed view of the space between their legs. While the girls were frantically fingering and licking, Donna watched it all with delight and called Joan on her mobile to thank her. They were both in the crowd the next evening when the girls performed in the same room under thumping music before a live audience. Later in the week Joan sent the girls a package. Inside the box was an invitation to a lesbian party and two dresses. That evening Inez, Zahra and Joan joined what turned out to be a sophisticated gathering. The party was held in an old building in a trendy part of the city. They entered through a side alley. A plain weathered door led them through a corridor in a large empty space with a high ceiling. The walls were white stucco, it had a timber floor and was dimly lit with s**ttered soft lights. In the middle of the room was a white square upholstered bed measuring 3m by 3m. The bed was bathing in red light. Vertical semi- transparent fabric walls, about 2m from the bed, hung from the ceiling. The crowd was mainly female in their thirties, dressed in black, enjoying the occasion and sipping champagne. Joan and the girls were dressed in the same style to fit right in and mingled, glass in hand, with the crowd. After a while Joan told the girls that she had planned to do a photo shoot with them on the white bed in front of the ladies. That shocked the girls at first but simultaneously aroused them. The idea of being naked and fucking while being watched through the semi-transparent fabric was a very interesting one. Some time later Joan made eye contact with a nervous Inez who was on the other side of the room. Inez saw how Joan slowly got in between the fabric walls and took up her camera. Inez knew what that meant. Butterflies racing through her stomach, she handed her champagne glass to a waiter. She slowly moved in between the other guests and gradually opened the zip at the back of her dress. The black garment slid off her shoulders and fell on the floor. She then moved towards the fabric walls while unclipping her black bra. On bare feet she mounted the bed, clipping off her shoes, but still wearing her panties. Joan started to shoot while Inez was modeling on the bed, showing off her curves and sliding her hand into her panties, opening her legs, throwing her head backwards, masturbating. Zahra watched it all for a while from a distance. She slowly circled the scene staying in between the female spectators. She also unzipped her black dress, handed it to one of the ladies who kissed her on the mouth, pushing her tongue inside her. Zahra went in between the fabric walls and took off her bra. Her fingers ran through Joan’s hair while kissing her on the mouth. She slid off her panties, kicked off her shoes and went onto the bed. The girls locked lips, their tongues fighting for dominance while Zahra groped Inez between her legs. Inez lost her panties and the two scissored their legs, rubbing their hot pussies together. From behind the bands of fabric the ladies enjoyed their champagne and the explicit scenes. A few of them went beyond the fabric walls to grope and kiss the girls, then strip and become part of the wild action. Joan kept on shooting, but in the end, couldn’t resist the orgy unfolding in front of her. That night Inez and Zahra were shared around, their bodies penetrated and enjoyed by many. The next morning the girls, still sore from the previous night, carried their backpacks from the bus into the airport terminal. They were leaving for their next destination and more lesbian adventures.