Ice Cream 
by ?

Once again, I found myself over Alicia's aunt's house. We had made plans to go to the mall today, but she was called on at the last minute to watch her cousin. This always seemed to happen when the two of us were trying to spend some quality girl time together! As it was, the guard duty would not be for the whole day, only the early part of the afternoon until Jimmy's mother returned from a hairdresser's appointment. 

It was the first week of June, and we were enjoying our break from school, but the weather was already heating up. I remember walking out of the house that morning, and it was so warm outside. Nice and sunny, but I still had to make sure to dress appropriately. I wore a pair of baby blue Capri pants and a pink tank top that just came down to my stomach. It felt kind of sexy to have my bellybutton on display. But I was really proud of how I accessorized, with a floral print sash that I used as a belt. A pair of flip-flops completed my ensemble. 

Alicia and I had been hanging out in the kitchen, her cousin Jimmy was playing outside. Suddenly, my friend's cell phone rang, startling us both. I was hoping that it might be Carrie or one of our friends from college, and they might swing over here to keep us entertained for the next hour. Instead, it was apparently a message from Alicia's job. 

"Shit! I forgot about that!" the brunette said as she slammed shut her phone. 

Elbows on the table, head resting in my hand, I asked, "What is it?" 

"Erica, honey, I need to ask a favor," she started sweetly, and I knew I wouldn't like it. "I was supposed to leave a key for one of my co-workers, but I took it home with me last night. I need to run it over there, and then I'll be right back." 

I looked up, putting two and two together. "You mean I can't go with you? I have to stay here… alone… with Jimmy?" 

Alicia was already grabbing her keys and turned to answer before departing. "Oh, you'll be fine. He hardly even knows you're here. Now don't get into trouble!" 

With a slight giggle, my friend in denim shorts bounced out of the kitchen. I could hear the front door open and close as she hurried outside. The engine of her car in the driveway started, and then she drove off. Miserable, I stood up and walked over to the kitchen counter and looked forlornly out the window. 

"What's the matter, Erica?" 

I turned around to see Jimmy enter through the open doorway. He was ten years old now, and getting more and more unpredictable. I remember just a couple of years ago he was chubby and always mean. Now, he had grown some, almost as tall as me! And since he started playing sports, he was loosing some of that baby fat. I guess I still thought of him as an annoying little pain that always ruined our fun. 

When I didn't answer, Alicia's cousin pulled his arms from behind his back, and showed that he was holding two ice-cream cones. He took a couple of steps forward, and then motioned that he was willing to share one of them with me. I was taken aback by his generosity, and on this warm lazy day, and icy creamy treat did sound tempting. 

"Would you like chocolate or vanilla?" he asked. 

I regarded the boy carefully, just to make sure this wasn't some kind of prank. "Um… vanilla sounds nice." 

Figuring he would hand me the chocolate just to spite me, instead, he politely extended his arm and offered me the cone with the white ice cream swirled smooth. I took this gratefully, and gave him a smile. Then I took a tenuous lick, and it was delicious! 

"You look pretty today," Jimmy remarked. 

What had come over him? First manners, and now flattery! I felt myself blush as I replied, "Thank you." 

But I may have gotten my hopes up too soon. Looking around, Jimmy spied the one chair that was in the utility kitchen. I thought he might continue to charm me, and offer me to have a seat. However, showing a bit of his old self, the boy dragged it around the table and made himself comfortable! I narrowed my eyes at him, but I guess I couldn't really complain. So I took another lick of the ice cream. 

I was standing in the corner, wedged into the L-shaped counter. Seeing the brat swinging his legs contentedly in the chair, I decided to do him one better. First I kicked off my flip-flops. Then, holding onto the cone carefully in one hand, I braced myself with the other and hoisted up onto the counter. I scooted all the way back, bringing my knees up and spread apart, so that my feet rested on the surface. My tongue took another taste of the treat, as I wiggled my toes at Jimmy. 

And then the boy began to chuckle. Not a playful, childish giggle, but almost as if he was laughing at me. 

"What?" I asked, and then looked down. 

To my dismay, I saw that in the movements and motions of lifting up onto the counter and positioning myself comfortably… the front of my pink top had ridden up! Without a bra, the hem of the shirt now rested on top of my breasts, my nipples sticking out exposed. I had one hand wrapped around the front of my bare shin, and the other of course held the cone. Instead of adjusting my top, flustered, I took another lick of the ice cream. 

It was really good! So I continued to savor the cool creamy sweetness on my tongue, with my tits hanging out. The mix of sensations was starting to make me confused and I think the cold must have gone to my head. Knowing that my nipples were bit by bit extending, I just continued to rub my shin and lick. Was I getting turned on by this? 

Suddenly, a big lump of ice cream slipped off the cone to fall, splat, on my pants! 

"Eeeee!" I squealed, while Jimmy laughed. "Oh no!" 

The boy remained seated, but offered his expert opinion. "What a mess! You're gonna have to take them off, Erica." 

I looked up with wide eyes. "You mean, here? In front of you?" 

"Right now," Jimmy encouraged. And then took a lick of his own chocolate ice cream. 

My breasts were still uncovered. But now I had the cold wetness in my lap and dripping down my pants leg to worry about. Moving my hand up, I hooked a thumb into the front of the waistband. But these Capri pants were not going to slide off easily. I took another lick from what remained on the cone while considering my options. It looked like I was going to have to strip. 

Fingers moving quickly, I untied the sash belt and pulled it through the loop. This allowed access to the button, which I popped open. Still using one hand, I lowered the zipper and let the flap fall to one side. My nipples pointed toward the ceiling, keeping up the hem of my pink top. Now I hooked my thumb on the side of my opened pants and began to tug down. Perched on the countertop, the light blue material slipped first off one leg, and then they fell completely off my toes onto the floor. 

I took another lick of the ice cream cone. Here I was, sitting in front of Alicia's cousin in just my underpants, and my top hiked up with bare breasts on display. The panties I was wearing were white, and kind of sheer in the front, but had a pattern of yellow daisies along the elastic band. I felt ridiculous. But I also felt myself getting aroused. 

"Erica, I don't like those underwear," Jimmy said in a bossy tone of voice. 

I shuffled down to the floor, my toes arching on the kitchen tiles, and said, "It's embarrassing enough that you are seeing me in these. What don't you like about them?" 

"The little flowers, for one thing," the boy gave his honest answer. 

My tongue worked its way around the edge of the cone, slurping up the last of the ice cream. I turned around, opening up one of the bottom cabinets and found the garbage bin. After I tossed the cone away, I looked back over my shoulder. 

"Maybe I could just lower the band a little, so you don't see the daisy pattern…" 

From his chair, Jimmy returned, "I don't know…" 

Hooking my thumbs into the elastic band at my hips, I started to twist and roll down the material. I might have gone a little too far, when I felt the crack of my ass exposed. 

"How's that?" I asked, my heart beating faster. 

Jimmy waited a moment before answering. "Lower them some more." 

I sighed and leaned forward. Pulling my panties further down, I felt them slip beneath the curve of my bottom. In front of me, my smooth vulva was uncovered. I gasped, but still gripped the edge of the material tightly. 

"Is that good enough?" I asked breathlessly, rising up on my toes. 

"Keep going," Alicia's dominating cousin ordered. 

Now I had to decide how to proceed. Inch by inch, I was loosing my underwear. Obviously, at this point he could see my bare backside. But I didn't know if I could tug the panties down any more, without bending over… and that meant showing a whole lot more pink parts. I bit my lip, and then took hold of the lowered elastic band with both hands, just beneath my ass. With a final yank, I simultaneously straightened my back, and let the white delicate fabric fall down my legs, to the floor. 

"Satisfied!" I gasped, with that strange conflict of emotions, of being annoyed by his demands, yet humiliated and thrilled at the same time. 

"You know, Erica…" the little monster continued to tease and mock me. "I really didn't like them at all. Please step over in front of the sink." 

As it was, he could clearly see my cute shapely bottom, flushed pink with embarrassment. I turned my head and looked to my side, where the kitchen sink was an arm's length away. 

"Oh!" I squeaked, bouncing up and down on my toes. "But if I move at all, even just over there, I'll have to step out completely…" 

I couldn't finish, nor could I wait for his reply. My hands resting on the counter surface, I slowly lifted one leg and carefully edged to my right. Doing so caused me to then lift my other leg and bring it back so that my ankles touched and knees were locked together. Shifting my eyes to look to my left, I saw the discarded panties lying on the floor a couple of feet way. 

Ohmygosh! I was standing completely bottomless in Alicia's Aunt's kitchen. Even my top had been raised high enough so that from the middle of my back all the way to my heels, I was totally bare! The sense of Jimmy's eyes roaming over my slender form was too much, so I quickly turned around to face forward. Of course, first I was sure to clasp both my hands in front of my pussy. 

We stared at each other for a moment. I could feel my tummy fluttering, the sensations I always felt whenever I was standing in front of someone undressed, no matter who it was. Shyly, I lowered my eyes, only to see that my pink top remained scrunched up, long nipples sticking out beneath the hem. My first thought was to reach up and straighten it out, but I was afraid of moving my hands away and revealing the soft velvety folds of skin of my parted pussy. Maybe if I used one hand… 

Suddenly, from behind me and out the window, I could hear a car pulling up in the driveway. I took a step backward, my bare ass pushing up against the kitchen cabinet. 

I tried to look over my shoulder without turning around. "Do you think Alicia is home already? What a relief!" 

"That's not Alicia's car," Jimmy said as he stood up off the chair. "That's my mom! Quick, run down into the basement!" 

"Ohmygosh!" I squealed and started skipping toward the door that led downstairs, with my hands between my legs, bare feet slapping over the kitchen tiles. 

When I placed my fingers on the knob, I spun around, flashing my breasts with nipples quivering. 

"My clothes!" I shouted, listening for Jimmy's mother at the front door. 

"Right!" 

The boy acted quickly, springing forward to grab my things on the floor. He picked up my flip-flops and underwear, and was careful carrying my pants, which must have been covered with melted ice cream. I opened the basement door for him, wanting him to lead the way. Actually, I wanted to keep him from following my naked ass down the stairs. But he gave me a nudge with his shoulder, more like a shove, and sent me scampering ahead. 

As my toes balanced on the edge of each step, I let my arms swing out to either side. Since Jimmy was behind me, I figured I didn't have to hide my shaved pussy. All of a sudden, I felt Alicia's cousin grab the back of my shirt in one hand. 

"Might as well take this, too!" I heard him say. 

The pink material of my tank top, already bunched up around my neck, would be easy to pull over my head. And with my slender arms in a lateral position, they gave no resistance in lifting up to effortlessly slip between the holes at each side. I was actually impressed at the strength of Jimmy's grip, able to strip off my top in one motion. Momentum carried me forward, and the result was that descending a couple of more steps left me without any clothes on at all. 

"Jimmy, I'm naked!" I cried, but kept moving. 

We both made it to the basement floor, my heart racing with excitement. Totally nude, I felt my clitoris emerge erect out of its hood, so I was certain to keep my palm lowered discreetly. With my other arm slung tightly across my breasts, I spun around to face the ten-year-old accusingly. 

Jimmy looked at my clothes, all my clothes, in his arms and then waved my pink tank top in front of me. "You weren't even wearing it right, Erica." 

"But… now I'm not wearing ANYTHING!"I squealed, blushing all over. 

The boy, apparently pleased with himself, just marched past me. How did this happen so fast? Stark naked in the basement of Alicia's aunt's house, with Alicia's cousin! I hope he didn't get any ideas. Then again, I hoped I didn't get any ideas. I saw that Jimmy was heading off to a small room in the corner, which I remembered from being down here previously, was where the washer and dryer were kept. Nervously I hugged my body and kept a hand between my legs as I shuffled forward. 

"You're walking funny," Jimmy remarked, watching me approach from over his shoulder. 

I bit my lip and glanced down to make sure I had all my pink bits covered, then said, "Well it's kind of embarrassing… to be nude… in front of a boy." 

Jimmy just shrugged. 

"Hey, um…" I whispered as I moved over to his side, "do you have to wash everything? Maybe I could just put on…" 

"Too late!" the boy said as he slammed down the lid of the washing machine. 

All my clothes were in there. I bounced up on my toes, hearing the water start to pour in, and wondered if I would ever find some relief. A glance around the room showed that there was not any spare clothing lying around, either freshly washed or otherwise. I guess they must have just put away their laundry. 

And then from upstairs came a woman's voice hollering, "Jimmy! Where are you? And where is Alicia?" 

"Better go explain this to Mom," the boy sighed as he started to jog out of the room. 

For a moment I was startled, first worrying that Alicia's aunt would come down here and find me undressed. Then, as I watched Jimmy bound toward the steps, I began to imagine him telling his mother that I had taken off all my clothes, which was not entirely true. Instinctively, I reached out with one arm to stop him and started to run after him. With my arms completely out of the way, my little tits bounced playfully. I was about to call out, when I decided that I didn't want to call any more attention to myself. So fearing the worst, I turned around and walked naked back to the laundry room. 

While I waited to find out what would happen, I figured I would tend to my load of clothes. Returning to the machine, I saw that it had entered the spin cycle, and looked like it would be a few more minutes. I stood up on my bare toes, trying to keep my soles off the concrete slab, and drummed my fingers atop the appliance. My mind started to drift as I closed my eyes, until I heard a cough behind me. 

I saw Jimmy standing in the doorway. Ohmygosh! How long had he been staring at my ass? Spinning around, our eyes locked for an awkward few seconds. Then I realized, he could see my pussy! Quickly, I cupped both hands over my smooth mound. 

The boy walked closer, and he did not look pleased. "I told my Mom that you had an accident with the ice cream and that you were down here cleaning up. I also told her that Alicia had to run to work. So now she ordered me to come back down here so you can keep an eye on me." 

"Me?" I gasped, rubbing the front of one foot behind a bare calf. "Keep an eye on you?" 

"Yeah," Jimmy grunted. 

Then Alicia's cousin stomped over to a corner and sat down on the floor. I didn't know what to do. What I really wanted to do was run and hide… or run and find some safe place to do something else. He continued to glare at me, as if it was my fault that I had ruined his fun. For some reason, I felt horribly guilty and embarrassed at the same time. 

Uneasy silence passed between us for a few moments. I was about to try and engage him in some small talk, when at my side, the washing machine began its gradual slowing of the spin cycle, then slowly, slowly, came to a stop. 

"Clothes are done," I squeaked, breathless. 

Jimmy motioned with his head and replied, "You still got to put them in the dryer. I'm not doing your chores for you!" 

"Oh!" I gasped. 

Here, I thought he might help me. But his command was so forceful, that I immediately turned around. I paused, standing in front of the washing machine. My butt, round and supple was completely on display. Knowing that he was looking at me caused my cheeks to clench and unclench reflexively. 

Concentrating on what I needed to do, I took a deep breath, and then lifted the lid. I had to reach my arms into the basket in order to fish out my clothes. This made me separate my legs further apart, as I bent over, unfortunately exposing more of my nubile body. I grabbed my shirt and pants and white panties with the floral print. Jimmy was right, they were still too damp and had to go into the dryer. I wondered where he put my flip-flops. 

I took the wet bundle clutched in my arms, sidestepping to face the other appliance. The door was low, and I needed to squat down to open it and shove my things inside. After I dumped the three articles, I remained in that crouched position for a moment. One hand on my knee, I ran my other hand through my hair. I could feel my labia unfolded and hang down from my shaved pussy lips. Part of me wondered which parts Jimmy was looking at, and if he knew what they were. 

Before I could loose control, though, I forced myself to stand up again. I turned the dial on low, and changed the setting to delicates. Hopefully this would only take another ten minutes. 

"This is boring!" Jimmy complained. 

Boring! Stranded in a laundry room with a buck-naked nineteen-year-old girl. I suppose some things never changed, at least before puberty. The dryer began to hum and churn, and I could feel the surface was delightfully warm to my touch. I inched closer, until my toes brushed against the foot of the dryer. Gripping either side, I leaned forward so that my crotch made direct contact. The machine, grinding, churning, vibrating… felt wonderful rubbing my protruded clitoris! 

"Jimmy!" I called out. "Ah… mmmm… why don't you go into the other room?" 

Oblivious to the beginning of my secret masturbation, he asked dubiously, "Are you sure? Mom said that you should keep an eye on me?" 

I took all the strength I could muster, not to scream out in ecstasy, as I tossed my head back and looked over my shoulder. "Yes! But… mmmm… you could play video games, while we wait!" 

That seemed to pique Jimmy's interest. I guess he figured if I was asking him to leave, then I would be the one who was disobeying his mother's wishes. Maybe I would get a spanking. All I knew was that if he didn't get out soon, I was going to have a very humiliating orgasm. 

Continuing to rub myself on the front of the dryer, I watched the boy finally yield and get up to walk out of the laundry room. Straining to hear, I thought I could just make out him hooking up his video console, and sort through his collection of discs. Thank goodness! I just hoped he didn't walk back in too soon… 

With Jimmy gone, I spun around to fully face forward. My nipples stood out rock hard and erect. I hoisted myself up, and hopped onto the top of the dryer. Legs dangling, I slid my bare heels across the appliance door. My bottom bounced deliciously on the rumbling machine, the heat washing over my body and into my vagina. I leaned back on the heel of one hand to brace myself, and then slipped a finger deep inside my pussy. This was bliss! I must have sat here and toyed myself for five minutes… 

"Ahem!" 

All of a sudden, I opened my eyes to see that Alicia had walked into the room. She stood a few feet in front of the doorway, an amused expression on her face. The sight of her there, and being caught masturbating, sent a torrent of emotions through me. 

My index finger plucked the nub of my clitoris, lifting, pulling… rubbing it in sensual circles. That sent me over the edge. A single stream a girl juice squirted out of my pussy as I climaxed. That familiar thrill of delight shuddered through my body. Licking my wet lips, I took a moment to catch my breath, and then slid back to the floor. 

"That was incredible," I sighed. 

On trembling legs, I walked forward, almost forgetting that I was still totally naked. My arms dangled casually at my sides. Alicia stopped my advance, placing her fingers on my soft stomach. 

Looking me over, my friend asked, "Erica, where are your clothes?" 

I lifted my hands to squeeze my breasts, and turned my head to indicate the appliances behind me. "Had an accident with Jimmy's ice cream." 

"And you had to take off everything to wash them?" Alicia continued suspiciously, as if I was a naughty little girl. 

"Well, I dropped some ice cream on my pants," I admitted, "and they needed to be washed." 

Alicia shook her head, then laughed, "What about your underwear?" 

"Jimmy didn't like the flowers…" I answered, thinking how ridiculous that sounded when said aloud. 

My best friend pointed at my bare crotch and said, "So you decided to show him that one?" 

Blushing, I looked down, to see, that my pink pussy was indeed opened up like a blossoming rose. 

"Ohmygosh!" I gasped, starting to realize how much I had really shown. 

"What about your top?" Alicia was making me confess everything! 

I stood up on my toes, to try and see past the taller brunette. No sign of Jimmy, but I still answered vaguely, "I lost it on my way down here…" 

Alicia just burst out laughing. "Oh, you're too much, Erica!" 

And then I thought back over everything, the memory of events washing over my mind and body. "Ohmygosh, Alicia! Your cousin had me completely naked! He saw me naked again!" 

Alicia came over to stand at my side, wrapping a comforting arm around me like a good friend. "Jimmy thinks you're beautiful, you know." 

"He… he does?" I stammered, unsure of what to think. 

I felt my face flush, my ears turning bright red. My tummy quivered, and I was still a little horny. Hearing people talk about my nudity, or knowing that people liked my body, was more and more having that effect on me. Suddenly, the buzzer on the dryer went off… my clothes were done. 

Alicia helped me get dressed, although I had to be gentle because my pussy and nipples were still sensitive. When I was fully clothed, I looked around for my flip-flops. But they were nowhere in sight. So barefoot, I followed my friend back out of the laundry room. Over in the recreation area, Jimmy was absorbed in playing his video games. 

As we passed by, heading for the steps, he glanced my way and muttered, "Your feet still stink!" 

Dressed once more in my little pink top that revealed my bellybutton, and summer Capri pants that came down enticingly to just above my calves, I twirled around and skipped up the stairs. Smiling to myself, as I could imagine what he really thought.