0 comments/ 108735 views/ 12 favorites Nude Summer Ch. 01 By: SoaringPaul Chapter 1: Laundry Day I spent a summer once traveling with a good friend of mine. Jeanie and I worked together that previous year as lifeguards at a country club pool complex. We were both sophomores at the local university and decided we needed a road trip to celebrate the end of summer. We had a flirtatious relationship, but nothing beyond that. We would compare notes of our romantic flings with other people, and were a little grabby in the water, but romance or sex never entered the picture. We were just so comfortable around each other and always had a blast together as adventure buddies. We caught each other in the locker room once or twice, and it really didn't faze either of us at seeing the other naked. With her parading around in a tight Speedo all the time, there wasn't much left to imagine. The thin fabric was red, and when it was wet everybody could easily see Jeanie's areolas and the abundance of dark hair in guard of her neither regions. Much in contrast to another lifeguard though, Sheila was flat as a board on top, but she made up for it by letting her wet Speedo cling to her shaved crotch. She loved showing off for the boys. It was fun working at that country club aquatic complex. There were three pools to manage, and except for the rugrats running around after school let out, it was pretty quiet. Jeanie and I would sometimes teach a little kid's swimming class once in awhile, or help out with the towel booth and snack stand. In all, our college-aged lifeguard troop consisted of four guys and six girls. The teasing was continuous and innovative to say the least. We all loved watching Jeanie though, for her German heritage blessed her with an awesome pair of D-cups that always seemed to dance to their own rhythm. Combine those with a taught body honed from years of competitive swimming, and Jeanie would leave plenty of tented shorts in her wake. There was an air of competition amongst the Speedo-clad girls, always trying to gain the most attention from us guys. They really needn't have competed though, each got plenty of attention. But the girls had a little secret game going though. Us guys knew we were being played, but never really knew what for though. It was a blast, especially when we'd get "accidentally" flashed or groped. As I mentioned before, Jeanie and I had brief glimpses of each other's naked body, but we didn't make a big deal out of it. Although, I readily admitted in jest, as to my excitement at seeing her naked. She too admitted her desire to see me fully naked and was even curious about what she had heard about my large size when fully erect. We revealed our curious desires to each other a few weeks before our summer road trip, which caused the teasing to take on a more "not if, but when" direction. We were beside ourselves with excitement for the upcoming road trip. The day soon arrived and we headed off for a two-month tour of Colorado. Although being good friends for nearly five years already, we had never actually "lived" together for any more than a couple days at a time. As we prepare for sleep in a hotel on our first night out, I realized the "changing clothes" thing needed to loose its awkward concealment. So, I just casually stripped nude, brushed my teeth and busied myself a bit before slipping into my bed. Jeanie was already in her own bed by this time, but became fully attentive to my naked body and bobbing dick at half erection. I announced to Jeanie something to the effect that I didn't want the hassle of hiding anymore just to change clothes, since we were going to be together for the next two months anyways. I waited anxiously for her response, hoping she'd join in the newfound freedom. She did. Jeanie then excitedly bounded out of her bed and faced me, pride and excitement enveloping her. She smiled and pulled her nightshirt over her head, revealing she hadn't worn anything underneath. I guess she had planned on this event between us, for she had always worn at least panties under that nightshirt every time before. For the rest of the trip, we were naked whenever we could get away with it. A couple days later we arrived in Boulder, Colorado and decided to stay a few weeks in an apartment near the University. It was a young crowd and we fit right in. We had only been living in the apartment for a couple weeks and really didn't know any neighbors yet. Since we traveled light that summer, we found ourselves doing laundry every few days in the building's laundry room. There were three washers and two large dryers. The converted basement had plenty of room left for a sink and bench seat against one wall. The laundry room was the only room in the basement, so it was pretty secluded. The first time I did our laundry, I commented to Jeanie how the secluded laundry room would do nicely for an exhibitionist adventure. And we'd even have an excuse if caught... gotta wash all the clothes ya know. Most people in the building just toss the clothes in and retreat back upstairs to their apartment, but I thought it would be more exciting to hang out in the laundry room nude while waiting for both cycles. Jeanie was a little reluctant when I mentioned my plan, for only a week earlier was her first exhibitionist adventure in the forest, and this plan would really push her comfort zone. After a few days of convincing, she finally agreed, but only if a cover-up was within reach and I had to stay with her the entire time. I conceded with her request, but explained it wouldn't be a true exhibitionist adventure if she had a safety net. I vowed to toss all my clothes in the washer, and be totally nude the entire time, no matter who walked in. I teased that I may even walk back to our apartment in the nude. So our plan was set for the next day, although I had a few twists planned to make it more interesting. We decided to plan our adventure in the early evening, so as to catch people just getting home from work. During the afternoon, Jeanie was quiet. No doubt contemplating her feelings about being nude in a public building and the risk of getting caught. I did my best throughout the day to calm her fears and build up her courage to just be proud and confident. When the time arrived, she seemed nervous, but ready. We headed down the stairs and found the laundry room empty and all the machines free. Without hesitation, I began removing my clothes while she emptied the basket. Jeanie was visibly shaking and somewhat embarrassed at my stripping. I reminded her about just not thinking about it and do it quickly, so as to prevent any doubt from sneaking into her thoughts. I was only wearing a t-shirt and shorts. After tossing my shirt into the washer, I turned to face Jeanie, and with a naughty smile, I slowly unzipped. She quipped a giggle when my half-erect dick sprang into the open air, unencumbered by any underwear. So there I stood, naked, leaning up against an empty washer, proudly displayed for Jeanie and anyone else who may enter. All my clothes were now in the washer, forcing my commitment to follow-through on this nude dare. Jeanie stood in relative silence, attempting to avert her gaze while fiddling with the washer controls. I called her on her attempt to back out of the deal, to which she nervously surrendered and began to slowly pull her t-shirt over her head. Following my lead, she began to toss her shirt into the washer, but quickly stopped when realizing the shirt was going to be her safety cover-up. She then removed her sports bra, letting those perky D-cups spring into the open air, and tossed the bra into the washer. Heeding my suggestion of stripping quickly, in one fluid motion her shorts ended up on the counter and her panties were in the washer. She stood frozen in shock and embarrassment that I talked her into this. I totally enjoyed the situation and I was proud of her for not backing out. Like a proud bull, I leaned back against the washer, silently taking pleasure in my rapidly growing dick. After a few minutes standing nude in the apartment laundry room, Jeanie finally began to relax, and somewhat now excited about the situation, she said, "OK, now what?" I figured we'd get bored quickly, so anticipating this beforehand I suggested to go back up to our apartment and get some drinks and a game or something. I agreed to not leave her alone, but she caved and told me to just hurry about it. I scampered up the steps to our apartment, not seeing another person, but totally enjoying my hard-on swinging wildly. I quickly grabbed a backgammon set and a couple of sodas. Just as I was getting to the bottom of the stairs on my return trip, I thought I heard a couple voices from above. I told Jeanie that I may have been seen, but I wasn't sure. She winced at the fear of being caught, but quickly surrendered when I reminded her of the agreement. She admired my confidence and help in her overcoming her fears. She wasn't to the point yet of getting excited, as I was, about these naked adventures, but she revealed her desire to reach that goal. We were soon enjoying a cool drink and game of backgammon as we sat naked on the bench against the wall. Shortly though, we both realized how uncomfortable the bench was and looked around for options. The only alternative was on the washing machines. I scooped up the game board and motioned for Jeanie to follow. I flashed a little grin at her, teasing how she was going to really like the new perch. She was a little confused at my comment, but followed my lead and jumped up on one of the running machines. Although not before carefully spreading out her t-shirt and shorts for a cushion. I took a seat on the only empty machine, and balanced the game board between us. Considering I was sitting bare bunned on hard steel, the washing machine was actually quite comfortable, especially for Jeanie, for she couldn't stop giggling. She wholeheartedly thanked me for suggesting the new seats, given that hers was vibrating. We started back into the backgammon game, but I was getting much more enjoyment watching Jeanie squirm, her naked body wriggling into various positions. The look on her face was of gleeful frustration, no doubt searching for that optimal position. It was nice seeing her fully engrossed in her task, as her fear of being naked in public seemed to be quite distant at the moment. After a couple minutes of trying various positions, she jumped off the machine in desperation, spouting, "Aw, screw it!!!" Jeanie then snatched her makeshift cushion and tossed both her t-shirt and shorts into the washer. She then jumped back up, and sat as far back as she could with her legs dangling over the front. Her pause and look of wanton plea prompted my nod of support at what I know she was asking. She then spread her legs as wide as the washing machine would allow, and ever so slowly rolled her hips forward. No doubt gently seeking that sweet spot she desperately desired. Her thick bush was apparently providing way too much insulation, so she reached into her crotch and delicately spread the forest so her sensitive parts could come out to play. I was transfixed, for it was the first time Jeanie had let me see her nether region. Since becoming nudie friends, she was always very careful of the view I was afforded. If a situation were not avoidable, like sitting Indian style at a picnic in the woods, she would cover her crotch with a piece of clothing or something. She caught me sneaking a wanton peek a few times, although I doubt I'd see much anyway, with that thick forest for protection. In no time, it was obvious from her lustful gaze and unrestrained gasp that her clitoris had finally met hard, vibrating steel. She was happy now, and so was I. Her little show had done wonders for my dick, as I surprisingly noticed it was now at full erection, but painfully still wedged under my leg. As I reached down and freed it, I made sure Jeanie saw what she had done to me. We both laughed at the situation. There we were, naked, in relative public, sitting on washing machines, awaiting somebody to catch us and each about to explode in orgasm. I said we should probably cool it a little. It was risky enough being caught naked in the laundry room, but if we were masturbating while somebody walked in, we'd be kicked out of the apartment for sure. Agreeing that I was right, a deflated Jeanie closed her legs and attempted her best to concentrate on the backgammon game. It wasn't that easy for me though, the whole situation was going to keep me hard for a while, which I couldn't readily hide. All I could do was just tuck it under and shift position so my crotch wasn't facing the door. After about ten minutes or so, my attempt to redirect my thoughts didn't seem to be having any effect on deflating my hard-on. I was contemplating going back to our apartment and relieving a little pressure, when we heard footsteps coming down the stairs. I turned to Jeanie, who was quickly becoming mortified, and told her to be brave, proud and casual. It worked. Luckily for Jeanie, a woman rounded the corner and of course stopped dead in her tracks at seeing a naked guy and girl sitting on the washing machines playing backgammon. I had seen the woman before and knew she lived on the third floor. She was obviously just returning from work, for she was still wearing a classy business outfit. She looked in her early thirties and kept herself in pretty good shape. She was always quick with a smile but was always rushing. I didn't have a clue how she'd react to us, and I was concerned she'd call the cops or something. I figured her for the conservative type, from her style of dress, always very moderate and restrained. After a few seconds of shock, the woman covered her eyes in reflexive shame and began to sputter an apology while she practically knocked herself out against the doorway in stumbling retreat. A little shocked myself, but wanting her to stay, I playfully said to her, "Wait, wait... it's ok. We don't mean to scare you. I hope you're not offended too much... we just needed to wash all our clothes and we thought it better not to run back upstairs like this." The woman stopped her retreat but kept her hand over her eyes, and said, "Well, I won't tell anybody on you I guess... but ya know, it's a little bit of a shocker." She did her best to be cordial as I formally introduced Jeanie and I. She relaxed a little and approached us for handshakes, all the time though with eyes covered. Her name was Erica and said she lived on the third floor with her boyfriend. As we chatted, her hand slowly began to lower, revealing her cute little blush of embarrassment. Erica was just returning from work and was down checking if a machine was open to do a quick load, but she apologized for the intrusion and said she'd come back later. Jeanie pointed to one washing machine still open and said, "Hey, there's still one machine open... and really, you wouldn't bother us at all." Erica quipped at the irony, for it was her comfort in actual question. Our casual nature and obvious lack of any shame seemed to put Erica at ease, for she headed back up stairs saying she'd think about it. Jeanie and I broke out in laugh when Erica was out of earshot. We figured she wouldn't be back. We returned to our backgammon game, when after a few minutes we heard more footsteps coming down the stairs. We tensed up for the encounter, for we figured the next one probably wouldn't go as well as the first. Much to our relief though, Erica had returned with basket in hand. She said our nudity didn't bother her too much and really needed a clean outfit for work the next day. We all chatted while Erica loaded the one remaining washing machine, but she paused before closing the lid. Jeanie and I both asked if anything was wrong, when Erica replied, "Well, it's now or never then.... I've always wanted to do this and well, if you guys are, I might as well be too." Confused, we watched as Erica nervously began removing her staunch business suit and place each item into the washer. I was pleasantly surprised at what she had been hiding all this time. The top came off to reveal a lacy bra, definitely struggling to keep her boobs in check. She then hesitated with the clasp of her skirt, slowly looking towards Jeanie and me in wanton request of our approval. We wholeheartedly nodded in support. I even upped the stakes with an erotic, teasing smile while I opened my legs more, turned towards her and motioned for her to enjoy a look. Erica took my suggestion and sheepishly gazed down for a quick peek at my nearly deflated but now on the rise dick. It worked. She began to remove her skirt again, but stopped after a few wiggles. The tight skirt was now riding her hips a few inches lower, showing her obvious lack of panties underneath. It looked like she was about to change her mind about stripping, but I guess she just decided to get topless first. She unclasped her bra and shook her boobs free. I estimated them to be on the large side of B-cups, but seemed to defy gravity and stick out like missiles. My dick was now quickly on the rise. Embarrassed from our stares, Erica quickly slithered out of her skirt and threw everything in the washer. She stood in silence until releasing a big sigh of relief. We welcomed her into the exhibitionist club. Erica actually became comfortable quite quickly, telling us of her past flashing adventures and how she dared herself to someday be naked in the laundry room and run up to her apartment in the nude. I told her I already did earlier, but I was only on the first floor and not the third like her. It sounded like a fun plan though. While we chatted, I caught Erica sneaking glances towards my crotch, which excited me to no end. So I thought I'd have a little fun with her shyness. Up to this point, I was struggling to keep a hard on at bay, fearing I would scare her off. But since she was obviously interested, I held back no longer. The two beauties in front of me provided a visual feast, especially Erica. She was standing across from Jeanie and I, leaning back up against the dryer. I was mesmerized with her bullet boobs, but her neatly-trimmed pubic hair just commanded attention. It was trimmed in a racing-stripe pattern and although her tightly-closed legs restricted further view, it appeared she kept the good stuff clean-shaven. As my dick started to noticeably rise in full view of both ladies, I had a blast watching Erica squirm and pretend not to notice while she stumbled over her words. When I became fully-erect, Erica finally broke down in frustration, never having once looked straight down at my crotch. She extended her hand out to shield her eyes, and quipped, "Geeze, don't you have any control over that thing.... I mean there's a time and place for everything.... have you no shame." I said calmly, "No, I guess I don't. But I figured it was safe here.... You don't mind, do you? I'm sure you've seen a woody before, haven't you?" She shamefully responded, "Of course I have..... but under very different circumstances." I replied, "Well, now's your chance to see a naked guy, whom you've just met, at full erection without any pretenses.... You're allowed, and encouraged even. I'd like it very much if you'd take a good look and just enjoy the show... You're the reason I'm hard anyway." With that last compliment, she blushed and dropped her guard. She took a good look at my erection, and even giggled when I gave it a shake. We chatted away like old friends until our laundry was finished, teasing each other the entire time. Moving around always enables an opportunity for groping and brushing of body parts, so things got interesting when we transferred our clothes to the dryers. I was about half-erect at the time, which is the best state for stupid penis tricks. Nude Summer Ch. 01 If I'm too soft, there's not enough mass for swinging, it doesn't jut out far enough to brush up against something, or someone, and of course the girls assume I'm just a small fry. On the other extreme, if I'm fully erect, it's too stiff and won't slap against my skin when I swing my hips, a trick I dearly love to do for an audience. Additionally, it sticks out front so far that it hurts when I bump into something, although the girls don't seem to mind when I bump into their butt. So, I try my best to keep a constant half-erection, for two reasons. It's ready for any tricks that may come along and the girls are impressed with the fully-shaped helmet, realizing that it'll get real big. Taking the wet clothes out of the washer of course gave me the opportunity to mingle my dick within the bundle, giving it the physical touch it had been aching for. This also got my whole crotch wet. And needing to properly dry the area, I drew the attention of the girls to watch my toweling session. The girls also got an eyeful of my dangling dick and balls when I bent over for something in the dryer. I purposely stood a little wider and wiggled deliberately so as to offer a unique rear view of my animated package. Both Jeanie and Erica put on a little show also. Waving their boobs with purposeful movements and holding the clothes tight and high, uplifting and creating massive cleavage. Both girls faked dropping an item of clothing, flashing me a beaver shot as they bent over to pick it up. Erica even caught her left boob with the dryer door. Faining that she's not used to them so unrestrained and poking out in front of her so far. We all got a chuckle out of that one. By the end of our clothes transfer flashing session, my dick was nearly at full erection. And since Erica by this point seemed almost fully comfortable being naked in the apartment laundry room, I started into my candid discussion routine. I really enjoy talking with new nudists about how they feel and encouraging frank discussions about their freshly displayed bodies. I began by getting a chuckle from the girls about my erection and then moving on to direct questions to Erica about her body. Every woman has their likes and dislikes, so it's an easy way to get them talking. Erica was no different, and she was soon revealing her innermost thoughts about her vagina. With me of course prompting a little show with all that tell. Needless to say, I was rewarded, which kept my dick erect throughout the entire discussion. The clothes were soon dry, which prompted another physical teasing session as we folded. But the tension grew when it was time to get dressed and head back to our apartments. We were all so comfortable, we hated the thought of getting dressed. Erica then reminded us of her secret dare again, to run back to her apartment fully naked. We all shrugged and said, "What the hell... let's do it!" Erica then asked if we'd like to join her and her boyfriend for dinner. She always has dinner waiting for him, as he gets home late. Jeanie and I accepted her invite and said we'd be up as soon as we dropped off our laundry and got dressed. An evil grin enveloped Erica as she said, "No, just come with me right now. A naked dash to my place... It'll be fun, and my boyfriend won't be home for another hour.... Join me?" Jeanie and I couldn't say no to that dare, so all three of us, still naked, followed Erica up the stairs to her third floor apartment. We laughed loudly and groped each other's fun parts all the way up, but didn't bump into any other people. The girls were relieved at not getting caught, but I was a little disappointed though. We all crashed in a fit of laughter upon finally entering Erica's apartment, relieved and excited at completing our risky adventure. Jeanie and I stayed with Erica for a bit while she prepared dinner for her boyfriend. We all totally enjoyed the freedom and excitement of hanging with friends in the altogether. Erica was hooked, and vowed to shed her clothes at every opportunity. We invited her to hang with us anytime, especially if she arrived at our door naked or brought a friend. Caught up in the excitement, Erica soon realized it might not have been such a good idea after all if her boyfriend walked into a room full of nude dinner guests. She also really wanted to stay nude for the rest of the night, so everybody getting dressed was out then too. Hence, we all agreed to try a nude dinner some other night. That way, she could also prepare her boyfriend and get his agreement first. Maybe even shedding his clothes too. We made plans for later that week. Jeanie and I then left just before Erica's boyfriend was due. We left Erica to greet her man in the nude, as we headed back downstairs to our apartment, still nude ourselves. This time though, we did happen upon another tenant, our co-ed neighbor Barbara. But that's another story. Nude Summer Ch. 02 We ended chapter 1 of our exhibitionist summer adventure with Jeanie and I bumping into our neighbor Barbara as we returned from doing our laundry, naked. As expected, she was shocked to see her neighbors of two weeks, walking down the hall bare ass naked carrying bundles of clothes and a backgammon board. Barbara was an interesting sort, and even after hanging out with her since we arrived, I hadn't quite figured her out yet. Barbara was a music major, so as typical was very liberal and interesting to talk with. She was tall, and even though not a skinny girl, she held it well. As the typical co-ed, she usually wore baggy clothes, but I could tell there were some nice curves underneath. Her easy demeanor made it easy to approach any subject. Even though it made Jeanie a little uncomfortable at times, I openly told Barbara about the relationship between Jeanie and I. That we weren't having sex, but were very comfortable being nude around each other and enjoyed sexually teasing each other. We even told Barbara about our nudist hiking in the mountains. This intrigued Barbara, but she never took us up on our invitations. Although she was constantly asking questions of us and there was no doubt that if I kept working on her, she'd eventually get nude with us. Jeanie was excited about the possibilities too, finally having a girl buddy on our nudist adventures. The excitement was enhanced greatly though with the added benefit of Barbara being a fan of the white powder, of which I was totally into. Jeanie had never taken a sniff herself over the previous years, but with all the new adventures she'd been experiencing that summer, thanks to me, she seemed ready to at least try it once. I was a veteran of many Hollywood parties and I was salivating at the possibility of introducing both Jeanie and Barbara to the experience of body blows. We devised a plan to get Barbara nude, which generally involved having Barbara over our apartment one night for dinner and a movie as Jeanie and I get "more comfortable" as the night wore on. Each time we lost a piece of clothing, we'd act like it was normal. Our confidence would overwhelm Barbara, quenching any complaints and hopefully building her confidence to get nude with us. The shock and awe technique has worked well for me over the years and Jeanie felt comfortable with the plan. As a lead-in to the big night, we'd answer our door hastily adjusting our clothes as to appear to Barbara that we always ran around our apartment in the nude. Which wasn't far from the truth. Our planned big night though was preempted by Barbara catching us nude in the hall returning from Erica's, laundry in hand. Jeanie let out a quick yelp at being caught, but I just confidently greeted Barbara and started chatting with her, as if nothing was out of the ordinary. It was fun, finally exposing myself to our co-ed neighbor. Something I had desperately wanted to do since moving in. Unfortunately though, my bundle of clothes hid my growing erection, and I didn't want to reveal my crotch in any kind of obvious way, hence she think me a total pervert. So I just chatted away, enjoying the feeling of my dick engorge and the sight of Barbara's uncomfortable squirming. After an uncomfortable "hello" to Barbara, Jeanie quickly retreated into our apartment leaving me naked in the hall chatting it up with our neighbor, still totally unconcerned if somebody else happened by. I reminded Barbara about our night's plan to have her over for dinner and a movie. She nodded that she would and also asked if we minded if she brought a friend. Of course I said a friend was fine, outwardly unconcerned if it was a guy or girl. Hoping it was a girl though, and an open-minded one at that. Sensing she was about to ask if Jeanie and I were going to stay nude, I asked if she could score a little coke for the evening. The deflection to a more serious subject worked, and she soon forgot about the nudity and said she'd see what she could do. I conveyed my enthusiasm and turned tail into my apartment, feeling Barbara's eyes drilled into my departing naked ass, of which I get plenty comments, naked or not. Jeanie was excited that Barbara was still coming over and that we'd now get our chance to enact our plan. I told her that Barbara might score some coke, but that there would be no pressure to join in. Secretly though, I was confident that I'd convince Jeanie to try the magic powder. She had asked me about it previously, especially what the effects were. I explained how it made me feel super-confident and chatty, but not that it gets everybody super horny. I kept that card in reserve, knowing the surprise effect would come in handy someday. And I would play it successfully to my devious advantage that night. Jeanie and I hit the grocery store and video rental store in preparation for a night with Barbara. We picked an erotic thriller for the movie, with an interesting twist to how Jeanie picked it from the shelf. There were probably ten people in the store, all college students. Jeanie was still feeling a little excited from the earlier laundry adventure, and obviously still felt the need for a quick public flash. She was down the isle from me when she found the perfect movie. And from the corner of my glance, I saw her pull up her t-shirt and bra and maneuver her bare boobs into the shelf. I couldn't tell what she was doing at first, but she was soon walking towards me with the VHS box nestled tightly between her fully-displayed boobs as she squeezed them with her arms. I was pleasantly surprised at this novel trick, as were a few other people nearby. She walked up close to me and asked if I liked her movie selection. Thoroughly distracted, I deliriously agreed, not even having noticed the movie title. We then both walked up to the checkout counter, catching stares from the entire store. Jeanie had lowered her shirt a little to cover her nipples, but those boobs held the box firmly until the shocked checkout clerk gingerly pulled it free. Jeanie then put herself back together, as cheers rang through the entire store. An older guy already at the counter easily convinced the clerk that our rental should be free after that show. He stuttered something illegible, which we interpreted as our free rental and promptly walked out, laughing all the way. Jeanie had definitely started a trend though, because as we turned around the side of the video store, we saw through the window a teenage girl at the checkout counter looking for her own free rental. Her shirt was pulled up high with a VHS box snuggled between her bare boobs, her friend visibly frustrated that her own lack of cleavage meant she'd have to pay for her rental. It was turning into one very interesting night, indeed. Jeanie and I were about half way through dinner preparation when Barbara knocked. She let out a muffled sigh of relief at seeing Jeanie and I dressed, although not in much. I was wearing loose hiking shorts, with nothing underneath, and t-shirt. Jeanie was wearing about the same, and her sheer yellow bra that I liked so much. Barbara joined in the prep work and mentioned her friend Sabine might drop by with more coke, although she already brought enough for us all to start. I was excited that Sabine might drop by. Barbara's Dutch friend stopped men in their tracks with an athletic body and blond mermaid hair cascading around her gorgeous face. The evening was getting better by the moment, for I was sure Sabine wouldn't have any problem stripping down, from all her talk about co-ed nude saunas in Holland. Barbara wore her usual thick sweatshirt and knee-length shorts. But this time though I didn't notice any bra or panty lines. A guy can tell these things rather quickly. Hmmm, I see she might be having some amorous thoughts herself tonight. With all three of us working in such a small kitchen, I seized the opportunity and brushed up against the good parts of both girls whenever I could. Jeanie and I were even getting quite grabby and verbally teasing each other. I suspected Barbara had already sniffed a few lines already, for she started getting into the teasing. She even flashed me a wicked smile when I "accidentally" brushed a boob through her thick sweatshirt. She was bent over getting something out of a lower drawer, while of course I needed something out of the same drawer. I happily verified my previous observation that she wasn't wearing a bra. We usually all sat on big pillows on the floor for our socializing around the TV, but always ate at a table. That night though, I convinced everybody we should eat on the floor pillows, as I thought it would provide better opportunities to continue our little flashing game. But before settling into our circle on the floor, I asked Barbara to cut a few lines of coke. Jeanie was full of questions, so Barbara and I explained the technique as we went. I also explained about keeping our prep out of direct sight of the front door or living room, lest prying eyes see what's really going on. It was exciting to cut the lines and show Jeanie something new and very taboo. Although I really wasn't expecting her to join in, at least not the first session. I took the first lines with Barbara to follow. Jeanie then surprised us both, and nervously asked if she could try it. We explained the special technique and Jeanie then sniffed her first two lines of coke. She said that with all that had happened to her that day already, she might as well. Barbara and I welcomed Jeanie into the club, but of course were also monitoring her for any bad reactions. She didn't feel any different at first, but we all noticed how she wouldn't stop talking during dinner. Barbara and I related our own experiences on coke and some of the crazy things we'd done. Barbara started, and told of a few wild parties and how the coke made her blab about her innermost thoughts, of which I would without doubt exploit throughout the evening. I definitely trumped her though when I went into a long story about all the Hollywood parties I crashed in the eighties. When upon arriving, I was handed a personal straw for the evening and then led into the back room where a kilo was adorning a glass table. This party tale allowed me to easily transition into my ultimate goal for the evening, body blows, and how it was such a highlight of those Hollywood parties. Neither girl had heard of body blows, so I explained that it involved sniffing lines of coke off body parts; usually covered parts that is. And after the straw gets most of the power, there's always some residue left that needs to be licked up. I hinted at what usually follows from there. I boasted how it was considered rude at the Hollywood parties to refuse a body blow request, which meant plenty of willing participants were always available. The party guests were all pretty high already, so it wasn't a big deal for a girl to pop out a boob or ass cheek for a body blow. I told of how some of the prettier, or just voluptuous, girls were asked so frequently, they just stayed topless the entire night. On occasion, the more wasted ones even sprawled out naked on the bar, offering their bodies as a substitute mirror. The rumor of a big dick also made it around to all the women at the party. A few times I saw a guy walk around the party with a huge erection jutting out from his fly, adding that I only whipped mine out when properly asked. Barbara's squirming and look of curious interest belayed her thoughts about trying it herself. Jeanie was also extremely curious, and asked me if it was fair game to request "any part." I passionately nodded in the affirm and flashed a wanton wink while I surveyed both girls' chests. I also got a little twitch in my dick as I remembered Sabine was dropping by, and there was an excellent possibility for body blows from that tight body. Jeanie woke me from my erotic daydream when she asked if I had done body blows with any famous celebrities. I was reluctant to gossip at first, save any embarrassments, but I finally succumbed, figuring it might also challenge the girls to do something a celeb did. Like a proud Peacock, I boasted of one party where I finally convinced the attending megastar to offer up her voluptuous boobs for me. Every guy, and a few women, were trying all night, but I was the one who finally won out... must've been my charm, and determination. By this time in the story, Jeanie and Barbara were pleading for me to tell. I grinned, "Well, let's just say that not only was she a 'Wonder Woman' on TV, but her tits were 'wonderful' too!" In a fit of giggling amazement, both girls looked down at their own chests and asked how they compared to the Wonder Woman. I teasingly said that Jeanie and her D-cups definitely compare favorably, but with a wink, I said I couldn't tell about Barbara without actually seeing the goods. Barbara held her arms tightly against the front of her sweatshirt in embarrassment, while also sporting a shy erotic grin. I thought to myself I'd be seeing those puppies any minute now. A little game started between Barbara and I during my Hollywood stories. I started the flashing game by purposely positioning my body so Barbara could see up my loose shorts, offering a somewhat-shaded view of my package. Of course I was all casual about it and made like I didn't know I was exposed, but Barbara returned the volley after hearing the Wonder Woman story and no doubt pondering how she compared. She was sitting upright on her pillow, when she changed position so she was laying on her stomach eating off her plate perched on the pillow. She had slid down the pillow from the top, which caught her sweatshirt, rolling it up towards her neck. By the time she settled in, her sweatshirt had pulled up enough that the bottom of her right boob was on display for me. The sweatshirt still covered her nipple, but from what I could see, she had been hiding a well-sized rack this whole time. Jeanie couldn't see what was happening, but she obviously suspected something was up when I smiled at Barbara while taking a good hard stare in her direction. Hmmm, a little jealousy forming I gathered. No doubt an opportunity that I could use to my advantage. I steered the conversation towards the earlier situation when Barbara met Jeanie and I naked in the hall. We told of our laundry adventure and how Erica from the third floor joined us naked in the laundry room and talked us into a naked dash to her apartment. Jeanie had started cleaning up the plates by this time and was already making a mess in the sink. That girl just always seemed to be getting wet. Barbara and I couldn't see the kitchen sink from the living room, so we didn't see Jeanie strip off her now wet t-shirt. She returned for more plates wearing just her shorts and that sheer yellow bra. I teased that we could see right through it already, so she might as well just take it off. Jeanie just shrugged off my suggestion and headed back into the kitchen with more plates. After a couple minutes though, I saw her head down the hall to the bedrooms, wet t-shirt in hand and asking us for a couple more lines of coke. We eagerly agreed with that plan. I motioned for Barbara to join me in the kitchen, as I intently watched her rise from the floor. Fully aware I was staring, and hoping her boobs popped free, she very gracefully turned away from me as she got up. As she walked away from me towards the kitchen, mid-drift all exposed, she reached up to the hem of her sweatshirt. I expected her to yank the sweatshirt down, but instead she pulled the hem fully up to her neck. In a playful manner, she looked over her shoulder at me with a teasing smile, as she flashed her boobs to an empty kitchen. I got up quickly, practically running, but she recovered her boobs before I could catch up. I was eagerly anticipating Jeanie's return from the bedroom, topless this time. Because our plan to get Barbara nude involved Jeanie getting nude, well at least topless, long before me, in the hopes of easing Barbara's fears. But I soon heard dresser drawers moving, which I took to be a search for another t-shirt. This led me to assume she wasn't going to go through with our plan just yet. But I was surprised at what did transpire. I was now standing closely behind Barbara as she prepared lines for all three of us. She offered me first choice of lines, and with hands shaking nervously, handed me the straw. I asked what was up, when she said to me in a quiet and anxious tone, "Body blows, huh. That sounds like fun, but..." as she trailed off. As I bend down over the counter, anticipating the rush of the magic white powder, I returned, "Yup, it's a blast... and I'm ready when you are girl, just say the word, any word. I'll take any one you got, really!" Barbara giggled at my "any word" comment while I took the line of coke, but she stopped abruptly at the same time I heard Jeanie's bare feet enter the kitchen. I arose from the counter, curious as to what was up. I turned to see Jeanie standing there, shoulders back, hands on hips, blatantly posing her fully-nude body for us. It wasn't in the plan for her to get fully nude all at once, but to get everybody topless first. I wasn't complaining though. The coke must've been doing a good number on her already. Barbara was just standing there, frozen, jaw agape and transfixed on Jeanie's nude form. It was as if she'd never seen a nude woman before. I nodded at Jeanie in wholehearted approval, and said, "Well, it looks like you got a little more comfortable there girl. Can I be the first then to ask for a body blow, can I, huh?" Jeanie nodded enthusiastically and announced, "By all means. That's why I got naked in the first place. So tell me, what part do you want first, big boy?" She turned to the still frozen Barbara and coyed, "And I do mean, 'big boy' too!" Jeanie eagerly complied with my request to drape herself over one of the big pillows, boobs up high. I take the coke mirror with me and follow Jeanie's swishing ass into the living room. She settles into a comfortable position, draped naked over a pillow, as I begin building rings of coke on the perimeter of each areola. Her nipples weren't erect yet, but I'd have them ready to party in no time. I was way excited by this time, feeling almost fully erect under my very loose shorts. I wouldn't be able to hide that from Barbara, not that I wanted to anyway. Rising up on my knees, I admired my creation and searched for the straw. I soon realized that I'd left it in the kitchen, with the still frozen Barbara. After a couple tries, I finally got Barbara's attention to bring me the straw. She shook her head and motioned she'd rather stay where she was. I told her she was being silly and prudish and that she should come and watch. Even reminding her of her curiosity about body blows didn't seem to get her moving. Jeanie acted flustered and yelled to Barbara, "Hey, you were the one so curious about this earlier, and don't whine that you didn't see this coming. It's no big deal, girl... and you've no doubt seen plenty of naked women. I'm proud of my body and I really don't care who sees me naked... Now get over here... or we may just do something more drastic, embarrassing you even further." The threat seemed to do the trick. Barbara reluctantly brought me the straw and sat on the other side of Jeanie from me. I thanked her and told her to enjoy the show. This was also a first for Jeanie and I. We had been nude together lots of times, but agreed a long time beforehand not to risk our friendship with all the emotional sex stuff. We'd tease each other a lot, but we hadn't had sex or even touchy foreplay. But my dick was now fully-erect in anticipation of finally touching and possibly licking Jeanie's nipples. Just before I leaned over for my first body blow off Jeanie's firm boobs, I forcibly gained Barbara's attention and announced in a erotic hoarse tone, "Exciting, huh? Look what it's doing to me already." As I rose up on my knees and thrust my hips out towards Barbara to display the large tent in my shorts. She was obviously beside herself at the display from us both and giggled uncontrollably in nervous sexual anxiety. Nude Summer Ch. 02 I lost all control soon enough though. I leaned over Jeanie's cleavage with the straw in my right hand, and seeking convenient support, found myself gently placing the heel of my left hand on her pubic bone, letting my fingers softly drape over her thick bush of black pubic hair. She quipped briefly in surprise, but didn't say a word, albeit a muffled sigh. I went to task, and after sniffing the rings of coke from each of Jeanie's nipples, I was totally drained of any remaining restraint that I'd been relying on the past few years. I feverishly gorged myself on those beautifully firm D-cup globes of womanhood. I was sucking away like a starved infant and kneading with both hands. I could feel Barbara's steely stare, which I could easily tell was driving into us both with a combination of contempt and wanton curious desire. Jeanie and I were both completely lost in our own altered state of exhibitionism and unbridled passion, finally able to release itself after all these years of restrained lust. The totally exasperated Barbara finally interrupted our lustful encounter, and matter-of-factly said, "Well, um... guys.... hey, you two... enough already.... maybe I'll just go home now and let you two get a room." That quickly snapped us out of our little world of ecstasy and we both apologized for embarrassing her and asked that she stay. Barbara reluctantly agreed, and said, "Alright, I'll stay a little while longer, but only if everybody keeps it toned down a bit." Jeanie and I both agreed, as we gazed longingly into each other's eyes, knowing precisely what was going to happen when the guests leave. Jeanie then sat up on her pillow and sighed in relief, to which Barbara and I answered with our own sighs. Now with that intense moment out of the way, we all seemed to relax a little and enjoy the ensuing silence. The mood became somewhat awkward though, with me fully displaying tented shorts now wet with pre-come, and Jeanie sitting completely naked with fully engorged, shiny nipples, and then Barbara, awestruck and confused. It seemed none of us really knew where to look. Having introduced plenty people to the nudist/exhibitionist lifestyle before, I broke the silence and said, "Well, here we are. One nudie is all it takes to start. Then it's easy after that... thanks Jeanie. You definitely get the award tonight. Could you have even imagined that you'd spend this day nude in the laundry room and roaming the halls, then flashing your boobs to the entire video store, then get me to sniff lines of coke from your nipples, huh?" Jeanie laughed, "No way dude. This day has been full of surprises, but even though I was terrified a few times, it's all been totally worth it. I feel so much more free and liberated. I'm glad you talked me into all this." I then asked Barbara how she felt, while being totally distracted by two very swollen nipples attempting to burst from her sweatshirt. She took a deep breath and said, "Well, as you can imagine, all this is pretty overwhelming at the moment, but I trust you guys enough to lead me into all this freedom stuff you keep spouting about.... It's just that I've led a very sheltered life so far, having extremely conservative parents and only one sex partner so far, who I didn't even let see me naked with the lights on." Jeanie and I conveyed our sympathies and promised to take things slow, avoiding any traumatic embarrassments. Barbara tried to continue with her life story, but Jeanie interrupted and wanted her turn for a body blow. She demanded I strip down myself and let her take a line from each ass cheek. I agreed without hesitation and stood up to strip, staring intently for Barbara's reaction. I wouldn't be delighted to that yet though, for she averted her gaze until I was firmly laying face down over the pillow. Jeanie took great pleasure with a body blow off my ass, while I thoroughly enjoyed Barbara gazing up and down my entire nude body. We took a tiny step backwards though, when Barbara convinced me to put my shorts back on for a little while at least. It was all part of the progressing slowly thing, so I didn't mind too much. Barbara sensed her need for an additional boost of courage. She said that alcohol usually works well with her, but Jeanie and I were out. So she wanted to zip next door to her place for some wine. Before she left though, she sniffed a couple extra-long lines off the kitchen counter, but promised to join in with the body blows after a few drinks. On her way out, she looked to be loosening up a bit and had a playful bounce to her step. She even blew me a comment on a nice chest and ass. I walked her to the door, planning to keep our door open while she was gone. Although pretty secluded not being on a main hall, every once in awhile another tenant would walk by. This time though, possibly getting a peek at a naked Jeanie wandering around our apartment, or me wearing only a pair of still nicely-tented shorts, I only hoped. Jeanie and I lost track of the time Barbara was gone, being fully engrossed in cleaning up the remnants of dinner. But we eventually realized our sexy co-ed neighbor had been gone far longer than it would usually take to get a bottle of wine. I walked through our still wide-open door, although appreciably deflated by then, and knocked on her door. She sounded startled, but replied that she'd only be another minute or so and we should start the movie. I turned to go back into our apartment when I could barely hear her talking to somebody on her phone. I didn't think much of it, although it would explain why she was gone so long. At least fifteen minutes went by before we heard Barbara's voice calling from down the hall. She announced she was coming back over and wanted to know if the hall was clear, because she couldn't see around the corner from her doorway. Confused at first, I realized what was going on and said to Jeanie, "Oh, I bet she's coming back over naked. Why else would she ask?" Jeanie nodded as I began to head out to check the hall, but she stopped me and volunteered to check the hall herself. She was a little bummed that our front door had been wide open for nearly a half hour and nobody walked by for her to flash. I totally admired how quickly Jeanie was getting into the whole exhibitionist thing. I had created a monster no doubt. She walked boldly out the door and down the hall towards the main lobby. She returned quickly though, and as she passed our door on the way to Barbara's, she threw up her arms wondering where everybody had run off to tonight. She obviously hadn't been able to flash anybody. By this time though, my dick was beginning to grow again, watching Jeanie walk the hall nude and anticipating that I'd soon see Barbara, most likely nude herself. I contemplated stripping completely before she walked in, but thought it more fun having an audience. I heard the two girls getting closer to our door, chatting in muffled tones, as girls do when plotting something. A nude Jeanie entered first, as Barbara took cover behind. Skinny Jeanie though didn't provide enough cover, and it was apparent Barbara was at least topless. I couldn't tell yet if she was fully nude. Although I did catch a glimpse of more leg than her long shorts did cover. As if glued together, the two girls did a little dance trying to close the door. I walked closer, proudly displaying the tent in my shorts, and said, "Well, well. I see she's joined the club... Let's see it then girl. Don't be shy. Just get it over with quickly I always say, so the sooner you can enjoy your naked freedom." Barbara then realized it was now or never and emerged from hiding, tentatively at first, but then burst out, assuming a cheerleader pose of arms and legs outstretched. She gleefully announced, "Ta da... I can't believe I'm actually doing this... I must be crazy tonight." She was delightfully topless, but wearing very skimpy, white lace panties. My assumptions about her were right. She'd been hiding a great body under all those baggy clothes. Curvy is the best way to describe Barbara. She had a perfectly-proportioned hourglass figure, with creamy-white areas clearly indicating she wore a conservative bikini. My previous ogling guessed she hid somewhat average B-cups, if that, under those sports bras. Boy, was I surprised... or rather blown-away at the jiggling display of soft orbs now within arms reach. They were perfectly-round and finally freed from their restrictive shackles. Probably at least large C-cups, although more likely Ds. They stood proud and firm, slight splayed out to the side and capped with cute, undersized nipples, which were soon to be mine for the asking. The sumptuously circular undersides gently continued curving around to seamlessly merge into her deltoid shoulder muscle. This continuous line — beginning from a girl's cleavage, outlining her boobs and then smoothly continuing up her side to finally crease her bicep — was one of my all-time favorite attributes a woman could have. It just drives me nuts, and Barbara's got it. I couldn't wait to take a body blow off those puppies. Barbara and I just stared at each other in silence, hers a result of fear and mine a result of erotic astonishment. I took my sweet time surveying Barbara's awesome body, slowly gazing up and down, taking in every detail of her soft skin. Her lace panties consisted of a shiny silk triangle held delicately by strings caressing her hips. The kind of panties a girl wears when introducing her body to a new lover for the first time. I thought to myself it wouldn't be long before those were on the floor too... hmm, or maybe hanging like a flag somewhere. My lustful stares, and now fully-tented shorts, fueled Barbara's embarrassment, causing her to start turning away while bringing her arms up for cover. Jeanie was obviously a little annoyed at my actions also, jealous of a new girl attracting my total attention. I really didn't care though, Barbara was almost totally nude and I was going to ogle as long as I wanted. Sensing I was the obvious cause now of Barbara's retreat, I broke my stare and motioned that we all retreat to the kitchen to open that first bottle of wine. Changing the subject always comforts a first-time nudist's fear and getting them involved in a menial task helps even more. As we search for wine glasses, I asked Barbara why she took so long returning to our apartment. She explained, "Well, I left your place feeling pretty good about myself, and I convinced myself to go through with it. So as to force myself while I still had the courage, I stripped completely just as I closed my door. I figured it would give me a little time to prepare and get used to the feeling, because I usually never walk around naked." She continued, "And when I was just about to leave, having only bottles to hide behind, my good friend, Sara, called from my hometown back east. So I had to chat for a while. But I made a big mistake telling her I was already naked and going down the hall to a neighbors that way." Relating how mad she was, Barbara continued, "Sara was really giving me a hard time and blabbing on and on about how I was raised to be a good girl and all. She just didn't even try to understand, and I got real mad at her. But I really didn't want her spreading rumors about my antics out here, so I promised I'd only go topless.... and ta-da, here I am, wearing only a skimpy g-string and exposing my body to somebody besides a doctor or boyfriend for the first time in my life." While maneuvering for a better look at her ass, I added, "Ya, and what an awesome body it is too. That work of art needs to be shared with the world." Barbara retreated slightly in shame as she confessed, "I don't think it's that great. But I suppose that's my prudish mother talking though." I quipped back, "Shush... you have a body most women would kill for, and all the guys' lust over... What do you think caused this aching hard-on of mine... Oh, and can I please set it free now, please?" Barbara gazed down at my tented shorts, belaying my uncontrollable complement to her beauty, and smiled. She was just about to grant my request to let it free, when we all thought we heard someone knocking on a door down the hall. When knocking a second time though, we also heard a female voice calling for Barbara. Barbara stopped dead, and shirked, "Oh my God, I forgot. That must be Sabine. What am I going to do now, all my clothes are back at my place?" Jeanie and I both just shrugged our shoulders, encouraging Barbara to treat the situation like it wasn't a big deal. Telling her to just open our door a crack and invite Sabine over here, which was the plan in the first place. I added that Sabine probably wouldn't think much of our nudity anyway, being she was an athlete and European. Barbara quickly realized she didn't have a choice, so she nervously went to our door, and peeked out to tell Sabine where we all were. I so enjoyed watching Barbara's bare ass jiggle as she nervously scurried across the room. We had met Barbara's friend, Sabine, only once before, but she's one to leave a very lasting impression. Immigrating recently from Holland, her heavy Dutch accent complements her striking northern European looks. Tall and fair-skinned, she stopped men in their tracks with an athletically-honed body and blond mermaid hair cascading around her gorgeous face. Sabine was a woman of the world, and had her pulse on all the happenings of the university. Everybody seemed to know Sabine. She commanded every room she entered, not by being forceful, but her easy demeanor and uber-confidence just made it a pleasure to be near her. I know she wouldn't have any problem with the rest of us being nude, considering she was raised in a society of public co-ed nude saunas and common dressing rooms. I was getting even harder imagining the possibility that she might stay, but probably wouldn't though. She was only delivering more coke, and being such a social bunny, probably had other plans already. Barbara let Sabine inside, and it didn't even faze her a bit at seeing Jeanie nude, Barbara in a g-string and the tent in my shorts. It seemed to bother Barbara though that Sabine wasn't bothered. Sabine settled in quickly and asked right away for a glass of wine to get the evening started properly. She was visibly excited when we confirmed her deduction that we were doing body blows. We also explained our progress so far with Jeanie's first experience with coke and Barbara's first experience at nudism. Sabine wanted to hear more, especially about our earlier nude laundry adventure. But she first had to excuse herself to get the coke from her car. She never carries any product with her until she checks out the scene first. She also told Barbara that she had a pink cowboy hat in the car that would look darling on her, even complementing the white g-string. As Sabine was playfully walking out, she turned to me and demanded that my shorts better be gone by the time she got back, because she just loved a hard dick for a body blow. Who was I to deny a girl's wishes. Nervous anticipation washed over us three in the kitchen, knowing we just had to comply with Sabine's wish, but waiting for Barbara's permission. We all agreed earlier I wouldn't strip unless she was comfortable. Succumbing to the peer pressure, Barbara finally surrendered and gave the nod. I then stood proud, giving both girls full view, and unzipped only partly. I then slithered them down, getting the effect I wanted, as my fully-engorged dick sprung out into the light and slapped against my stomach. I got the yelp I so desperately hoped from Barbara. She was fascinated, locked in stare with mouth agape at this new experience. I thought to myself the excitement we'll have watching her become an exhibitionist. Barbara was beside herself and even shaking when I performed a little naked dance, spinning around and gyrating my swinging dick all around. I was in ecstasy, showing off for Barbara, as I always totally relish in the first time a new person sees me nude. I was about to be trumped though. My dancing for Barbara was suddenly interrupted when we heard the front door unlatch, stopping us all with the thought of being caught. We were so involved with my erotic performance, we totally forgot Sabine was coming back. And boy were we surprised when she walked in the front door. The door flung open with Sabine making a grand entrance. She had indeed brought that pink cowboy hat for Barbara, which was perched atop her blond head, but that was it. She had obviously shed all her clothes in her car and pranced back to our place wearing only the hat. Wow, is all we could say at realizing we had a pro in our midst. And what a body she had. Sabine was tall and skinny, but muscular from years of athletic training. Her boobs were small but sported puffy, pink nipples. She was also true Dutch, with a wisp of blond hair incapable of hiding her pussy lips, which were also pink and puffy. We just stood in shocked awe, as she confidently sauntered over to us in the kitchen and said, "A girl's always gotta be dressed correctly for the party, right?" The laughter broke the tension in Jeanie and I, but not Barbara. She just looked petrified in disbelief, seemingly at a loss how to act or what to say. Sabine ribbed her friend and joked, "Lighten up, girl. Have a drink. You act like you haven't seen naked people before." I forced a full glass of wine into Barbara's hand as I said to Sabine, "Well, she's a little shy with all this and she told us earlier that, yes this is all totally new for her. We're trying to bring her slowly out of her shell and maybe convince her to join us on some exhibitionist adventures." Barbara just continued staring out into space, barely allowing Sabine to guide her arm up to take a drink. Confident as ever, Sabine said, "Well, I got some more party powder that'll take that edge off. And from what I see down there, it looks like somebody's ready to give me a body blow, alright!" Yup, that meant me, yea! She wasn't carrying anything when she walked in, so I wondered where she had stashed the goods. Pleasantly surprised again, Sabine removed her pink cowboy hat and pulled out a sizable zip-lock almost full of coke. Wow, I exclaimed and asked if she invited anybody else to this impromptu party. She flashed a sheepish grin and said, "Well, maybe. I'm sure I can round up some friends... But first thing's first though. Slap that beautiful piece of meat on the counter for me, now." I submissively obliged with erotic delight, as Sabine dropped a thick line along the full length of my dick, ending with a sizable pile crowning my swollen head. She leaned in with the straw, as I took liberty with a handful of her tight ass. The other girls watched in shock and awe as Sabine purred while inhaling the party elixir. Then as expected, swallowing my entire shaft for a single stroke, lapping up any remaining residue. She stood, beaming with pride, and leaving me with the ultimate tease. I winced at realizing I wasn't going to last long at this rate, especially when I noticed Jeanie had jumped up on the opposite counter and had at least two fingers buried deep in her pussy. Turning front on to both girls, Sabine then raised her hands slowly and took a hard squeeze of each boob, as she purred, "That ladies, is how it's done... now who's next?... Barbara?... miss not dressed yet for the party!" That did it for Barbara. She snapped. Every sexual or shameful restriction placed by her prudish parents and conservative upbringing was now annihilated, and she realized from that point on, she was totally at the mercy of our suggestions. Visibly wrought with submission, she screamed, "Aw, fuck it... You win... I'll do anything you want me to... go run around town naked... crash a frat party naked and screw all the guys... whatever... I just don't care who sees me naked now... I wanna be a new person... I'm done with the old me... fuck it!!" Nude Summer Ch. 02 The tables were turned now, and the three of us were shocked in disbelief. Although even more so when Barbara bolted out the front door and down the hall. We were stunned into silence. But within just a few seconds, we heard her running back, collectively figuring she chickened out. She burst back into the apartment with a frenzied look on her face. She stopped in the center of the living room, and facing us with a look of exasperation, quickly ripped her g-string right off her sweaty body. Then with a grunt of conquest, bolted back out into the hall. Jeanie, Sabine and I fell silent at the wanton display of defiance, until realizing Barbara may get into a little trouble running outside in a naked frenzy. So all three of us took chase, indifferent to our own nakedness. We stumbled out of the apartment building into the parking lot, to find a naked Barbara giggling away as she twirled just outside the door. The lot was hidden from the street and sidewalk by thick trees, no doubt why Sabine felt comfortable leaving her own clothes in her car. Jeanie, Sabine and I stopped on the steps and joined Barbara in her giggle fest, celebrating her newfound freedom. We even followed Barbara when she insisted on a naked lap around the building. Surprisingly, we didn't notice anybody, and were relieved at not being caught. We returned to our apartment rolling in laughter, feeling on top of the world. Although we later found out our noisy lap around the building had caught the attention of a few fellow tenants. Everybody desperately wanted a body blow after getting pumped from the naked dash. Jeanie was up next and wanted to repeat Sabine's performance. I was still relatively hard enough, but the run had me on the decline. I quickly slapped my dick on the counter, which was soon crowned by another masterful creation from Sabine. As Jeanie leaned in with her straw, my dick started to uncontrollably twitch with the anticipation. How long had I waited for her touch on my dick, way too many masturbation sessions to keep track of anymore. Jeanie backed away, never having seen this reaction, until Sabine said, "It's ok. He's just way too excited. I tend to do that to guys all the time. Just cradle it with your other hand to steady it." Jeanie took the direction, and had to hold on hard to my bucking bronco dick. She then sniffed the line, but only licked the top instead of taking it all in her mouth as Sabine had. She no doubt wanted to make me wait in agony. Barbara was next, but refrained from a body blow on me. Sabine offered up her own nipples, promising not to think Barbara a lezie or anything, but she just took a couple lines from the counter instead. I was up next, delighted to have my choice between three sexy, and fully naked girls. With a devilish grin, I slowly surveyed each one. As expected, Jeanie and Sabine posed and twirled for my inspection, hoping to be my choice. Barbara wasn't into it, so I of course asked for her high-beam nipples. Reluctant at first, she said alright, but no kneading or licking, at least this first time. She followed my direction and sprawled herself across the floor pillow as Jeanie had earlier, but with her legs straight out and crossed tightly. I deftly made my rings of coke on her areolas, and stood up to admire my creation. I reminded her of my promise of no kneading or licking, but that she didn't have any other stipulations. She nervously agreed, so I grabbed each foot and slowly began spreading her legs apart. She resisted, until scolded by Sabine to let me continue. I kept spreading until her feet were about four feet apart. Up until this point, Barbara had kept her legs pretty well closed to any public display. I told her that deciding to be a nudist, means she couldn't be embarrassed about any part of her body, and that most nudist women shave themselves completely. Barbara was mortified, but surrendered to my control. Although, even with her legs spread wide, her ample bush still kept the goods hidden. Oh well, no body blows down there until somebody finds a razor. I sniffed the lines from her firm boobs, and just to force her to get used to exposing everything, I made her stay in her spread eagle position for another half hour. It worked, she eventually didn't care any more. As we had by then become totally comfortable with each other's naked bodies, we all settled into an evening of frank discussions about body parts and endless teasing amongst all the body blows off each other. Yup, Barbara was converted into a fellow exhibitionist and joined our adventures many times over that nude summer. We all delighted in taking body blows off each other's sensuous body parts. I had taken body blows from all the nipples in the room, but the girls weren't offered much variety themselves though. Although, they became very inventive with efforts to keep their body blow receptacle fully erect. After a couple hours of exhibitionist story telling, body blows and personal erotic disclosures, the night was still early, for a Friday night in a college town that is. Sabine was the first to get a little restless, owing to her usual Friday night partying amongst hoards of people. She admitted wanting to hit a few parties and meet up with some friends, but really didn't want to get dressed. She told of how she secretly craved to be nude again hanging out with friends, as she did back home in Holland. The rest of us were intrigued, so encouraged her to tell of her life back home. Sabine explained, "All the community centers and parks tolerated nudity. It just wasn't a big deal. Nobody was required to go nude, but it was a show-off thing. For people in their teens and twenties, the attitude was if they had something worth showing, well then go ahead." She continued, "Our public community centers were always the place to hang out, literally speaking of course, because they were open through the cold winter too. The block-long complexes are kinda like your YMCAs over here, and had a huge pool, full gym, ball courts, saunas and lounge with a little snack bar. Being bundled up outside during the winter, it was always a totally relaxing relief to shed all my clothes and visit with friends. It was actually an unwritten rule to be nude in the saunas, but all the dressing rooms were co-ed too." We were all sitting in a circle on those big floor pillows, listening intently. As I imagined her running around nude with her high school friends, the need overcame me to touch her. So I moved right next to Sabine and reached my hand out towards her open crotch. Her permissive nod found me soon petting her kitty, real casual like while continuing to listen intently to her story. She reciprocated and began casually fondling my balls. Barbara and Jeanie soon joined, casually petting their own kitties. I then asked what her favorite activity was, and Sabine revealed, "Well, probably since I know I have a killer body and like to show it off, I'd say working out on all the weight equipment. It gives me a good excuse to stretch and twist my naked body for my audience of men. It's fun watching their attempt at hiding a boner under their shorts, which unfortunately for me, they always wear in the gym." We all agreed Holland had it way better than we did here in the States. Sabine again said she was really enjoying herself hanging out nude, but she still felt like mingling at a big party or something. Besides, she still had that big bag of coke, way more than what the four of us could ever consume, even over the whole weekend. Of course I had a plan in mind. I said, "Hey, I'm sure you girls are getting bored already having just one guy to play with, and also since Sabine wants to stay nude, but still mingle, why don't we invite people over here?" The girls we at first very reluctant, not wanting the word to get out or creating some kind of uproar, but after a few minutes, everybody agreed. We needed to lay the ground rules though. First, only good and trusted friends would be invited. Then they would be told what to expect and that they had to get nude fairly quickly upon arriving. So, with rules set, we began discussing our invitation list. The ensuing party was a university legend for many years after that. The party lasted the entire weekend, with upwards of fifty people all getting nude and participating in exhibitionist adventure dares. But that my friends is a story for another time. Nude Summer Ch. 03 Chapter 2 of our Nude Summer ended in our apartment Jeanie and I occupied for the summer in Boulder, Colorado. We had quickly become exhibitionists after a daring romp through the building on laundry day. We put "all" our clothes through the washers that day, staying nude in the basement laundry room for the duration and didn't get dressed again until the next morning. Our new, exciting hobby soon gained additional members, as three young ladies happily joined our exhibitionist adventures. ***************** Since becoming official exhibitionists, Jeanie, Barbara and I just couldn't wait to expand our adventures and introduce others to our newfound adrenaline rush. Ever since that first night, naked in the laundry room and streaking through the halls of the apartment building, we took every opportunity to be naked. Barbara, Erica, Jeanie and I totally abandoned wearing any clothes in our apartments and the other tenants got used to our naked trips to the laundry room. Erica's boyfriend even joined us naked for a few movie nights that summer. Our apartment door, along with our next door neighbor Barbara's, was always open when we were home. So, anybody walking by would get an eyeful of us doing our normal things fully naked. We all realized that our new hobby was well overdue for each of us and discovered many new "excuses" to get nude. Once we became totally comfortable with being nude in a relatively public place, we totally got an adrenaline rush at the prospect of getting caught nude by an unsuspecting person. We were proud of overcoming society's shame and began a campaign to introduce other adventurous people into a new way of life. When student friends would stop by, we delighted in shocking them with our casual nudity. They didn't know how to act at first, but they'd relax slightly after seeing how confident we were being nude and weren't going to dress on their account. They either accepted it or left. Each time, we encouraged our guests to get naked with us, but only a couple jock guys eventually did. By this time, the other residents of the building just seemed to put up with all the casual nudity on display, and either just shook their head mumbling a "whatever" or cracking some corny joke. At first there were some complaints to the management, but the other tenants, mostly students and professors, found our casual nudity novel and secretly enjoyed unrestrained body parts bouncing around the hallways. Some were even quite envious of our confidence and having overcome all remnants of modesty. It didn't seem to encourage anybody though, for only Barbara, Erica, Jeanie and myself walked naked in the open halls. Erica's boyfriend would sometimes strip when visiting our place, but always arrived wearing clothes and asked that we close the front door before getting naked with us. When returning from the "outside world", Erica always stripped just inside the main building entrance before prancing down the hall and up the stairs to her apartment. It became normal for her, knowing the other tenants wouldn't complain, but also providing the opportunity for somebody to see her fully nude. She discovered a new thrill that she was soon becoming addicted to. She would find any excuse to walk the halls nude, or visit one of us, or invite her outside friends to visit her. She always swished her hips and made her boobs jiggle when somebody was watching. Of course her apartment window shades were always open, hoping some passerby would see her nude. On a few occasions, I turned the corner into the laundry room to find her in a very revealing position, of course performing some menial task and always faking embarrassment. She totally planned the encounter, making sure she would be "accidently caught" with her legs wide open to the laundry room entrance when she heard somebody coming. The flashing was becoming quite an obsession and she told us of many "accidental" flashes when out and about the little college town. We created a monster who just pushed that envelope as far as it would go. As for Barbara's hot friend Sabine, she usually arrived at our door in the nude, much to my delight. She lived in a sorority house on the other side of campus. And since being such an uninhibited European, was often naked herself around the house and her sorority sisters. When out and about town, she delighted in stripping off her skirt or shorts when driving. She gets a little thrill knowing people see her in her car, totally unaware she's bottomless. Then when she pulls into our apartment parking lot, her top quickly ends up in the back seat. All the guys in our apartment keep a constant watch out their windows for Sabine's nude parade across the parking lot and grand entrance through the back entry door. As much as we tried to encourage each guest or small group, stripping completely in a mixed-group setting was agonizingly frightening for just about everyone. So, between Jeannie, Barbara, Sabine, and myself, we devised a plan for a wilderness outing sure to get all the participants nude in a fun and safe manner. Since Boulder was tucked up against the Rocky Mountains, there were plenty of trails through the forest ending on a mountain top or lake. We found the perfect trail, which after about five miles through very thick woods ended at a mountain top meadow, overlooking a beautiful panorama of Boulder. We planned our adventure for a weekday so we could almost be assured to have the trail to ourselves. We decided to invite a modest group of about ten to 15 students and friends. This gives the group enough mass so each can feel comfortable that the whole world won't see them nude, while still encouraging the attitude of "well, if everybody else is doing it..." We carefully selected our cast of characters. We needed a mix of bold and shy people, who would provide plenty of eclectic reactions to their first time casually nude with a strange group of people hiking up a mountain in relative public. Sabine was our primary recruiter, as she knew practically half the students in the university, and combined with the desire of every male to see her nude, didn't have any problem finding interested participants. The exhibitionist adventure day arrived a couple weeks later. Barbara, Jeanie and I were excited beyond belief waiting those weeks, especially with who we finally talked into coming. My dick and the girl's nipples got hard every time we imagined or talked about the upcoming nude adventure. I started a game between us three trying to guess what each of our guests would look like without clothes. Especially, when we imagined how each would've trimmed their pubic hair, or not, according to their personality. We purposely invited the more beautiful and interesting people for our exhibitionist adventure. The girls would delight in watching my dick rise whenever they mentioned one of the hot girls who agreed to go on the hike. Of course I didn't have much control over it when my imagination played through the possible scenarios of these hotties stripping their clothes in public for the first time. Barbara, Erica and Jeanie all teased me to no end, with their new power to embarrass me at will. Doing normal everyday things in the nude somewhat suppresses the eroticism of being naked around other people. Jiggling boobs and swinging dicks just become another body part when they're on display the entire day. The first week or so after becoming the apartment building nudies, my dick was always somewhat inflated, and there were a few times in the public areas I had to hide a growing erection from becoming embarrassing. One instance happened when I was in the front lobby talking with the manager and found myself quickly losing control of a growing super erection. It was a day I woke up to an overwhelming desire to push the exhibitionist envelope sometime that day. I needed to talk with the manager at the front desk over some rent issues, and I would normally get dressed before venturing into the front lobby for two reasons. First, even though the management was very reluctant, they eventually succumbed to the pressure and tolerated the sights of a few bold people walking naked through the halls. So, us nudies tried our best to avoid the management, fearing they'd pull our newly won freedom. And secondly, the front lobby opened up to the street through a big window. The view into the lobby from the street was somewhat obscured by heavy bushes and a dozen or so cars in the front parking lot. But even though it was a quiet, residential area, somebody walking or driving by would be able to see into the lobby with a little effort. But this particular morning, my exhibitionist drive overruled my restrain. I boldly walked naked into the lobby, and before the assistant manager looked up at who just walked in, I scurried up to the belly-high counter, shielding my lower body from her view. In somewhat resigned disgust, she asked, and I responded that I was indeed fully naked in her lobby and wasn't leaving until I had finished my business. During the ten or so minutes of negotiating my way out of a late rent fee, I could feel my dick grow uncontrollably into a throbbing super erection. Wow, imagining this middle-aged, but still hot lady bottomless behind her desk was really turning me on. While I was talking with the manager lady, and secretly enjoying flicking my hard dick up against the underside of the counter, the head manager emerged from the back office door with two teen girls in tow. His closing remarks to them about their application for a job immediately stopped upon all three of them suddenly noticing me at the front counter. Enough of my waist was above the counter, so it was very apparent I was fully naked. The manager turned to the two girls, both with mouth agape, and sheepishly explained that a few bold college students feel the need to walk around naked. He added that they both had the night receptionist job if they wanted, but only if they felt ok with the quickly spreading nudity throughout the building and promised to keep the new trend quiet. Both girls excitedly nodded to accept the job. And while transfixed on my muscular body, the girls swore to keep the added perks quiet. My efforts to quench my erection just weren't working, and I really needed to get back to my apartment, hoping not to embarrass myself or someone getting an eyeful of my erect dick leading the way down the hall. I figured that if I twisted a certain way and hugged the lobby wall, I could exit the scene without the office staff seeing how hard I'd become. Just then, two of the older lady tenants walked in from outside. I'd seen the silver-haired girlfriend club before, always quick with a leer or flirting comment towards the young college guys. They hadn't seen me nude before though, and sent a complementary-crude remark my way as they giggled their way through the lobby with locked gaze at my bare ass. I guess from their view on the way in, the old ladies caught a good glimpse of my erection under the counter. Because after successfully negotiating my exit from the lobby without giving away my engorged state, the ladies were waiting for me in the hall, and delightfully escorted my proud erection all the way to my apartment. Within a few days of the high school girls beginning work at the front desk in the after hours, we talked them into spending their entire work shifts fully nude. Much to the delight of the growing crowd of nudists, who then after usually stripped fully in the front lobby before heading into the building to their apartments. One weekday afternoon, Erica was home early from work, and was frustrated because she hadn't been able to flash anybody all day. She needed that rush, so picked a neighbor who she didn't think had seen her nude already and was a relatively interesting person. She decided to ask a guy who lived on the fourth floor above her for something trivial, to of course satisfy her exhibitionist need for the day and possibly create a new nudist friend. Shocked at seeing a naked girl at his door holding an empty measuring cup. The geeky college teen was dumfounded and totally speechless to answer Erica's question for a cup of milk. Her exhibitionist desire progressing according to plan so far, Erica pushed her way past the guy and just kept on asking for a cup of milk, totally comfortable with her nudity. The guy finally looked up from leering at her cleanly-shaved pussy, and snapping back to reality, stumbled in response saying he only had a little milk left, reluctant to give it up. Erica pleaded to take the last of his milk, shaking her boobs while asking, and said that if she needed more, would need to walk down to the corner store in her current state of dress. Overwhelming thoughts of this hot girl walking naked down the street was just too much for this sheltered college freshman to process. Erica relished, and expected this reaction, so just twirled and preceded to the kitchen for her now well-earned milk, acting as if being naked was the most normal everyday thing. Returning to her still frozen freshman guy in the doorway, she just thanked him and strolled out. Once she was just outside his door, she turned back to give him a full frontal view and asked him to keep this incident quiet, making up some lame story about her clothes in the washer or something and just couldn't wait because of something she was cooking and desperately needing the milk. And to send him over the edge while explaining her predicament, squeezed one of her boobs in a gesture that her own supply was out. The desired reaction to Erica's bold tease was almost instantaneous; his thin shorts were tented with vigor, totally oblivious to the owner. Erica slowly glanced down, and with a lustful teasing voice, complemented him on his impressive manhood, hoping secretly to see it proudly displayed in public sometime soon. Before sauntering down the hall, she whispered and motioned to him to keep her naked romp a secret. And if he did, she just may come back another time for more milk. The once again overwhelmed guy nodded in excited agreement just as he felt an orgasmic rush to his groin. Erica pointed to the growing wet spot on the front of his shorts and teased that the next time she needs more milk she would really like to see him answer the door with his dick on full display. He embarrassingly agreed and hoped Erica would come back very soon. Erica planted the seed she hoped. While excitedly gyrating her boobs on her way down the stairs hoping to be seen by another victim, she vowed to return to the geeky guys apartment early the next morning to play more teasing exhibitionist games, with him hopefully going along with her request and answering the door sporting a morning erection. Her excitement provided her boyfriend with very wild sex that night. He was pleasantly surprised at Erica's recent change of sexual desire since she began walking around her apartment in the nude. She suddenly changed from a sexually conservative girl into a new sexual monster, ever since she met us and had that one-time streak down the hall from the laundry room. Little did he know of all her exhibitionist adventures around town and throughout the apartment building. The naked dinners in our apartment were only the tip of the iceberg. Erica though, was erotically excited about the day when he would eventually catch her in one of her exhibitionist adventures. The next morning, Erica awoke early, too excited to sleep thinking about the guy on the fourth floor and her plan to get him to join our nude-in-the-building group. All kinds of situations ran through her head that night, while she spent the entire night groping her boyfriend's dick and balls. He wasn't awake early enough for a quick bonk to relieve her sexual tension, so at a time when any college student wouldn't be caught awake yet, Erica primped her nude body and set out down the hall to surprise her new project. The guy didn't have a clue what he was in for that day, considering all the things Erica had planned for him. After knocking twice, Erica saw the peephole turn dark, indicating she was being watched. And with boobs presented proudly, she struck a playful pose for her audience, who she hoped would be naked and fully erect when he opened the door. She was surprised that the door didn't open right away. Who would keep a naked girl waiting this long she wondered. But then the peephole became dark again, so she posed again, grasping her boobs to create a cleavage shot that always worked well on unsuspecting victims. The door then slowly opened with the startled, although still very sleepy, guy's head peeking out from behind. He peered down each end of the hall, to no doubt see if anybody else besides the naked Erica was nearby. She gestured that it was only her this time, so he gingerly opened the door, resulting in a big smile from Erica that he had complied with her request. He stood naked and fully embarrassed, with his hands barely able to cover a full morning erection. Erica barged her way into the apartment, attempting to pull at least one hand from his crotch as she passed. She really desperately needed to see a full on erection from a new guy before too long, as she just couldn't take it anymore. She twirled in the center of the room for full effect and before the fully embarrassed guy could get the front door closed, she forcibly told him to keep it open. She was in charge now, knowing this shy, geeky guy had probably never been in a situation like this with a naked girl knocking on his door. But Erica reckoned he seemed cute enough to have probably been naked with a girl at least once in his life. So, she used her boldness to be a little bossy, getting him to do whatever she had planned. The move worked, for he left the door open, but while still holding his hands over his erection, waddled out of direct sight of the open doorway. Now that he appeared somewhat more comfortable, Erica practically pleaded for him to show her the goods, even promising to do fun things with it. Even though she just really desired to see it wave in public, a little encouraging never hurt. The guy was still reluctant to expose himself to his neighbor, even though she had already shown him her goods, something was holding him back. She soon found out what, when the guy's roommate entered from a second bedroom. Wow, Erica was now a little taken aback because of a change in her plans, but was now even more excited at the prospect of bringing two new guys into the nude group. She seductively walked over to the roommate and held out her hand for an introduction. He confidently introduced himself as Doug and admitted he was the first to spy her naked form through the peephole. He then woke his roommate to ask if he know why a naked girl was knocking on their door so early in the morning. Doug then got the full explanation, while a little taken aback noticing his roommate get out of bed without wearing his usual shorts and sporting a morning woody. Even though they had been roommates all semester, he had never seen his roommate naked, much less with a woody walking out to answer the door. Doug was a lot more comfortable talking with a naked lady, although it may be because he was still dressed himself. Doug introduced his shy roommate as Bob, and congratulated Erica on her persuasive powers to get Bob to answer the door naked. Obviously this entire time, Doug was peeking out from his room, admitting to Erica he was intently interested in the situation, especially Doug's reaction. He thought it would be a good discussion to bring up in his psychology class, which totally piqued Erica's interest. She was quickly imagining the possibilities of a college psychology class full of curious students willing to give exhibitionist nudism a try. She excitedly revealed her thoughts to Doug, who shrugged that he may possibly mention the notion when the time seemed right. Nude Summer Ch. 03 She then worked her persuasive efforts on Doug, to join the other two nudies in the room. She was excited about getting a double dose of new hard dicks this morning, only expecting one when she knocked on their door this morning. Before Doug could respond to her request, she teasingly glanced down at his shorts. She expected some evidence of an erection, hopefully an out of control one. Bending closer, she let out a pout of disappointment at not finding one. She thought for a moment he was gay or something, for surely a taught naked girl unexpectedly appearing in his apartment would get a rise out of any man. Jumping up and down like a flustered kid who wasn't getting her way, Erica playfully whined at his lack of enthusiasm. Not understanding why he wasn't showing any signs of an erection as she paraded around without any clothes on and even bouncing her tits wildly. Dancing and jiggling around the entire apartment, she even pointed out Bob had a huge boner already, from what she could assume behind his clutched hands. After a visibly uncomfortable pause, Doug then admitted he was secretly gay. His bold admission seemed to just roll off the shapely, naked back of Erica, but Bob was visible shocked and totally confused at discovering his roommate of two semesters was gay. Doug and Erica both quickly turned toward Bob, catching his hands quickly returning to once again cover his crotch, grabbing even tighter this time. He had pulled them away when gesturing about the shock of hearing Doug was gay. Bob stuttered excessively as he tried to wrestle with the situation. He was almost to the point of homophobic breakdown, realizing his roommate liked guys. But he then stepped back from the emotion, when realizing Doug had never even hinted at a pass at him and had also never seen him naked. Quickly defusing the situation, Doug apologized for not speaking up sooner, and assured Bob that he was never even remotely interested in him, admitting that he liked the athletic skinny types, of which Bob was definitely not. Doug continued that it was excessively difficult to get any action, practically giving up even trying, especially that there were only specific circumstances that got him excited. Erica's curiosity begged Doug to explain, sympathizing with his plight and hoping she could help this nice guy in some way. Doug explained that he grew up in a very open family environment, and was used to getting constant praise from his sister, brothers and parents about the large size of his dick when erect. His whole family walked around the house naked most of the time, and were constantly teasing each other about body parts, especially casually-erect dicks. There was never any sex between siblings, but plenty of open, frank discussions. He continued about growing up nudist, explaining that since he had an excessively bigger dick than normal, he was teasingly encouraged to walk around with a constant erection. Since being the middle child, it was one of the few ways he had to gain attention. His sister even brought home friends to see if the rumors were true. But unfortunately, ever since leaving home for college, he realized that he needed to have an admiring audience to get erect at all. He longingly missed his life back home, with its constant parade of naked family members and guests. And even though Doug said he preferred to date men, he totally got off leering at all the women, who were more than happy to show him their own naked body. He always enjoyed parading around all the naked women and relishing in their fascination with his big dick. But that scene was sorely missed any more, since he left home for college. Growing up nudists, he explained that his parents had strict rules about bringing friends over or being naked outside the house or backyard. While he and his siblings were still young, any friends they wanted to bring home had to have their parent's approval first, knowing full well their kids would be in a house of nude people. As usual, the parents reluctantly let their kids visit, but with the promise to keep their own clothes on. The friends always promised profusely that they would, but within a short time of arriving, stripped completely, quickly discovering the freedom of playing in the nude. Doug's family always kept the secret. As the friends overcame their fear of being nude in mixed company in a casual setting, they returned to their own homes not caring if their own family members saw them nude. Doug's family started quite a trend and always had lots of friends parading around the house nude. He fondly recalled his teenage years, realizing those years would probably be the most erotic of his life and not even imaging ever having such a great time ever again. Erica and Bob were both listening intently by this time, fascinated at hearing about such an incredible life. Before hearing about the teenage years though, Erica felt the need for more involvement, so she motioned for a break to get more comfortable. Surveying the sparse apartment, she found a pillow and sat on the floor leaning back up against the couch. She then demanded Bob sit on the couch behind her, dangling his legs over her shoulders, and for the love of God, to finally remove his hands from his crotch. She pointed out her request was only fair, considering he'd been ogling her nude body for long enough. He sheepishly complied, but became even more nervous because he was now within view of anybody walking by in the hall, and also that his gay roommate was seeing him naked for the first time. Still not having seen Bob's erect dick, she grabbed his dangling legs and began grinding his calves into her boobs. She then spread her legs wide, offering Doug a front row view of her cleanly-shaved and already glistening pussy. She could feel Bob leaning forward on the couch, peering over for a better view of her likable pussy. Erica giggled as she felt his erect dick poke the back of her head. She then told Doug to continue, but not before stripping down himself, adding that she didn't care what condition his dick was in and that he now had an audience. She wasn't able to convince him, but he promised he would when the time was right. Doug then said he had told enough of his story for the time being and really had to get off to class anyway. He thanked her for the show, and secretly wondered if this girl was his ticket to a renewed life as an exhibitionist nudist. Not wanting her erotic high to be over so soon, she realized she had the perfect solution to his plight, Erica excitedly jumped up and told him of the exhibitionist antics already happening on the floors right below him. She was surprised he hadn't already seen her and the others walk the halls in the nude. Since he needed an audience to get fully hard, she was excited to be able to help, and also see for herself that huge dick he keeps talking about. Not giving him any choice in the matter, she grabbed his arm and led him out the front door saying she had some friends he just had to meet and there was plenty of time before his class started. She turned back to Bob on the way out, demanding he follow them to an apartment on the first floor, adding that he could put some shorts on if he wanted. On their way down, Erica told Doug about some of her exhibitionist antics and quest to recruit new members. I heard a frantic knock at our door, and I swore to give the person a verbal lashing for waking me up so early. But instead, I thought just answering the door naked, sporting a morning erection would be shock value enough. So, on my way through the apartment to the front door, I gave my dick a few good tugs to ensure an impressive show. I opened the door to a naked Erica with a new guy. She gave me an admiring smile for greeting her properly, naked with erection, and introduced Doug from the fourth floor. She excitedly gave me a quick explanation of his plight and that we now had a new member of our nudie group, and possibly two, if they could convince his roommate to join. I thought it was a good idea, and said we probably wouldn't have any problem at all supplying an audience of admiring voyeurs. She also mentioned that Doug was gay, and that we would need to try extra hard to find him a few buff jocks for him to ogle. Standing proudly in the hallway, I asked Doug if he liked what I had, adding that I wasn't interested in any sex with a guy, but that I didn't mind putting on a show. He smiled as he spied me up and down, but I interrupted his gaze when I realized my dick had deflated quite a bit, and begged him to give me a minute. I then asked Erica to jiggle her tits again, while I fondled my own dick back to life. Just then, Barbara opened her door, fully nude, wondering what all the commotion was so early in the day. Still barely awake, she was surprised, but definitely not shocked to see Erica jumping up and down, me stroking my dick, and a new guy, fully clothed, and watching it all in delightful wonderment. Barbara casually leaned against her doorway surveying the scene and waited for an explanation. Soon realizing her nude body was needed for visual stimulation, she turned toward me and began vigorously kneading her voluptuous rack, occasionally nibbling a nipple along the way. The naked, gyrating girls were definitely having their effect on me, getting me fully inflated in short order. Striking a pose, I presented myself for Doug's approval. He smiled in full appreciation, as Erica noticed he had finally loosened up and seemed to be enjoying himself for the first time that morning. My dick twitched uncontrollably in response to the complementary leers from the crowd in the hall. I loved being on stage, especially when I'm naked. I called for a group grope in celebration, prompting all four of us to grope our crotches with vigor. Another tenant coming down the stairs almost tripped upon seeing four people down the hall grapping their crotch, three of them naked. We all laughed, but got curiously quiet when Erica began to tell us that besides Doug's issue about needing an audience to get fully erect, it was freakishly huge when it finally does. Hearing this just about took Barbara over the edge. All eyes to her, as she shuddered and let out a little gasp from stuffing three fingers quickly up her pussy. She groaned that she has been lusting for a big dick to fill her completely. Being she was big-framed, yet still very toned, she revealed to us that her vagina must be bigger than normal, since it's never been filled to her satisfaction yet. And her imagination just let loose hearing Doug had a monster dick. We left her to her fantasy, and kept quiet about Doug being gay... although, I'm sure we could convince him to give Barbara a courtesy fuck one day. With us all watching of course. Erica realized Bob hadn't come downstairs yet, and also Doug was still wearing clothes. She told Barbara and me about the Bob situation, so we decided to all take a trek up to the fourth floor, thinking that he would finally join the nudie club if we bombarded his senses with a whole room of nude co-eds. And Doug finally relented to Erica's prodding, agreeing to strip before we all headed upstairs. I went back in my apartment to arouse still-sleeping Jeanie for a naked mission on the fourth floor. As we step out into the hall, both our jaws drop, joining Erica's and Barbara's dropped jaws, in utter awe of Doug's exposed dick. Our small audience must have been enough for him to get almost halfway inflated, for his dick was pointing down at about a 45-degree dangle, and already at least eight inches long. It wasn't very thick around, like mine gets, but a sight worthy of staring in amazement. Especially when he held his hand more than a foot in front of him, after a request from the girls to show them how long it gets when fully engorged. I felt slightly jealous that I was suddenly knocked off my pedestal, as sporting the biggest dick walking the halls of the building. So I quickly broke the stare fest, and grabbing the nearest two girls by their boobs, led the group down the hall on our mission to surprise Bob. We walked right into Bob's apartment through the already-open front door. Erica motioned for the rest of us to keep quiet, as she peeked around the apartment and found Bob nervously pacing around inside his bedroom, fully naked. No doubt agonizing about the situation and trying to build the courage to face naked Erica again and how to deal with his newly-exposed gay roommate. Erica backed away quietly from the bedroom, and joined the rest of us posing in the front room. Bob emerged from his room after hearing Doug's announcement he'd returned. Bob froze dead in his tracks upon seeing five naked people, three of them women, in the middle of his living room. Totally overwhelmed, he just threw up his arms in surrender. Our plan worked, as for the rest of the summer, Bob and Doug joined a few of our exhibitionist adventures. During the couple weeks leading up to the nude hike, we planned the methods we'd use in creating a comfortable nudist experience for the group, and set some ground rules for the hike. We explored all the different options and possible scenarios we'd encounter. As each person would definitely have their own demons to quench and method they'd feel more comfortable stripping for the first time. The day finally arrived. Jeanie and Barbara joined me for the half-hour ride to the secluded trailhead. A few cars were already in the parking lot. Luckily, they all belonged to our group, making it that much easier to strip in the lot without any concern about offending other people just out for a morning stroll. Nervousness was the norm amongst the group, as we mulled around the parking lot waiting for the last of the invitees to arrive. A few small groups formed from people who already knew each other. I could hear them quietly talking, about what they got themselves into and seeking that shared group courage to go through with it. I was surprised that everybody who agreed to join us actually showed up, as I totally expected a few to chicken out. I then gathered the group together, with Jeanie, Barbara, Sabine and Erica flanking me as we addressed the rest of the group to explain the exhibitionist adventure we were all about to begin. But that's a story for another time.