0 comments/ 18480 views/ 1 favorites Donna’s Awakening By: FRED_S When a fellow student, Larry Stevens, asked Donna DeAngelo what she thought of the idea of visiting a nude beach she said, "I've never thought about it one way or the other." Exhibitionism, however, was not totally foreign to her. During high school, she had on several occasions flashed truckers along the highways after being dared. She would pull down her tube top, hold her firm young breasts in her hands and jiggle them up and down out the car window. The smiles and thumbs up signs her antics generated thrilled her to no end. She had also mooned a bus load of students from a rival school during her senior year before a championship football game. Several times as her young body transformed from spindly girl to curvaceous woman she had caught her brothers peaking into her room. On those occasions, especially if she was naked, she received a thrill from hearing them giggle when she moved in such a way as to give them flashes of breast, ass and pubic hair. She found those performances and the reactions of the recipients very sexually exciting. She met Larry in chemistry class their freshman year in college. He was good looking in a rugged sort of way. He was five foot nine inches tall and weighed about one-hundred and seventy pounds. He was fit but not bulked up like a body builder. He had sandy blond hair and the bluest eyes she had ever seen. Donna was working towards her B.S. degree in nursing and chemistry was not her best subject. Larry on the other hand found chemistry simple and never had to study. His major was chemical engineering with a minor in mathematics. After seeing a "D" on her first quiz paper, he realized Donna was struggling and offered to tutor her. The fact that she was cute was definitely a factor in his decision to make the offer. She had studied diligently but the information didn't make any sense to her. Donna knew Larry was as much flirting as honestly offering to help but she had to pass this class and finding him attractive, she readily accepted. They agreed to meet in the student union that evening after dinner. Donna was a petite five feet two inches tall and not skinny, but far from being overweight. Her coal black hair, olive skin and dark brown eyes were inherited from her Italian parents. During her high school days she maintained a 3.3 G.P.A. She excelled in both soccer and volley ball, earning a letter in both all four years. If it had not been for chemistry, her G.P.A. would have been higher. She had lots of friends, mostly female, and earned spending money working at various fast food restaurants. Donna arrived for their meeting fifteen minutes early, purchased a large coffee with two containers of cream and three packets of sugar then located a relatively quiet table near the south window. From that vantage point she could see everyone entering and leaving the union. It was a dreary, rainy evening which matched her mood. Larry came in right on time, waved when he saw her then got in line to buy his favorite dessert, a chocolate milk shake. When he joined her, his dazzling smile and deep voice immediately put her at ease. Added to his good looks, were his boyish charm and gentle nature. Both qualities she found attractive. After a few minutes of chit chat he opened the oversize chemistry text book to the first chapter and they began discussing the material. When her professor, Dr. Maxwell, lectured all she heard was gibberish, like the sound Charlie Brown hears when adults speak. When Larry explained the exact same things they made perfect sense. She told him that with his gift he should be a teacher. After a few study sessions she received a "B" on her second quiz. With that encouragement, Larry worked up the nerve to ask her to dinner and a movie. At first she teased him by saying, "teachers and students are not allowed to fraternize." His eyes reflected his disappointment and she quickly gave him a gentle punch on the shoulder and with a big smile accepted his invitation. During their dinner conversation she learned he was from a city on the gulf side of Florida. He told her about his older brother who was married with two children. His father was a Baptist minister. His mother was a preacher's wife with all the duties that go along with the job, including being the church pianist. High school had been a fun time for him. His near photographic memory made learning easy. He excelled as a swimmer and at tennis. Socially however, he was a bit shy. He had lots of friends both male and female but no romantic relationships. His strict Baptist parents prevented him from engaging in many of the outlandish behaviors of his classmates. This freshman year in college had been a real awakening. His roommate, Al Sanchez, was a true lady's man. At least twice a week Larry spent the evening at the library while amorous activities prevailed in his room. Al had also introduced him to online porn from which he gained a bit of education about the female body and what to do during sex. One of Al's many acquaintances, Judy, stopped by one evening when Al was away and coerced Larry into losing his virginity. She was horny as hell and was not going home unsatisfied. She placed her arms around Larry's neck and pressed her soft "C" cup breasts against his back. As she massaged his hard chest muscles, she breathily whispered in his ear how sexy she found him. She pulled his rolling chair away from his desk, turned it around and straddled his lap. Doing so caused her extremely short miniskirt to ride halfway up her hips. The light scent of her perfume was intoxicating. When she suddenly pulled her tube top off and hefted her nipples toward his lips he couldn't resist. She had large, puffy areolas and long, wide, nipples that begged to be sucked. As he sucked first one then the other, his cock came to life and strained against his pants. Through her sheer panties Judy could feel his bulge pressing against her hot, wet pussy. She pulled his t-shirt over his head and tossed it away. She unbuckled his belt, unzipped his fly and led him toward the bed. On the way, his pants fell to his ankles and he kicked them off along with his flip flops. Judy did a slow pirouette as she removed her mini skirt and panties allowing him to view all of her charms. She slid his boxers down being careful not to get them hooked on his raging hard cock. They climbed onto the bed and she straddled his chest allowing him to view her shaved pussy up close and personal. Al had told her about Larry's lack of experience. Therefore she wasn't surprised when he didn't make a move to eat her pussy. She moved down his torso and positioned her needy hole against the tip of his cock. Impaling herself onto it as fast as nature would allow, she rode him like a stallion. Larry had jacked off shortly before she arrived but he was still able to last for only ten minutes before expelling his load. She wasn't too surprised at his lack of stamina and kept herself on edge by gliding her clit across his pubic hair. To speed his recovery Judy fondled his balls and had him play with her tits. When he was sufficiently erect, she positioned herself on all fours and had him mount her from behind. Once he was in position she pressed her opening against the head of his cock consuming him in three lunges. She stimulated her clit with her fingers and yelled for him to fuck her hard. His performance must have been adequate since she shuddered and screamed grateful profanities during an orgasm after only a few minutes. He enjoyed the experience but would not consider it "making love" by any stretch of the imagination. It provided him a little experience in the basic physical activities but none of the caring or emotional characteristics of the act. Afterwards he had a much better knowledge of the female anatomy but since she had been the aggressor he still lacked the technique of approaching a woman for sex. Donna told Larry about her two older brothers who constantly picked on her but were relentless in being protective. During her senior year in high school, on numerous occasions, she reminded them that she was eighteen years old and considered an adult but that didn't deter them. Therefore, her boy/girl relationships never lasted very long. Only one boyfriend, Fred Thompson, whose eighteenth birthday came two days after hers, had lasted longer than the two week average. He was straight but was so effeminate her brothers thought him to be gay and no danger to her. She didn't relate the story to Larry but she had lost her virginity to Fred after their senior prom. Until that night, although she had wished he would, he had never attempted to get further than second base with her. Prom night would be different. He had meticulously planned the evening for months. He arrived at her home in his father's spotlessly clean, beautifully restored 1965 Mustang convertible. He was wearing the traditional black tux with white ruffled formal shirt, cummerbund, black bow tie, black socks and spit shinned black shoes. He had learned that her dress was lime green and was carrying a beautiful lavender orchid corsage to compliment it. Her dress was strapless, made in such a way as to push her breasts up and together providing very noticeable cleavage. A large bow tied under the breasts accentuated her tiny waist. The velvety material flowed across her tight butt and terminated six inches above her knees. Her two inch heals made her almost equal his five foot, six inch frame. Standing in front of not only her parents but also her menacing brothers, he carefully pinned the corsage to her dress over her right breast. His fingers touched her so lightly they tickled, causing his face to glow crimson when she giggled and her brothers scowled. Donna's mother insisted they pose for an ungodly number of pictures before allowing them to be on their way. Like a perfect southern gentleman, he offered his arm in which she hooked hers. He escorted her to the passenger side of the car, opened the door and held it while she seated herself. While doing so her knees separated allowing him a view of her thighs, almost to her panties. Fred was sure Donna was the most beautiful girl at the dance. He beamed with pride knowing that many other guys wished she was with them. They had their pictures taken under the white, rose covered arch with the grey clouded backdrop and he ordered two copies. They found a table with some of their friends but rarely used it. While dancing to slow songs, feeling her breasts pressed against his chest and smelling the light hint of her sweet perfume kept him in a constant state of excitement. Donna didn't make a big deal of it but she couldn't help but feel his erection pressing against her tummy. They danced almost every dance, skipping one only now and then to sip punch, nibble on snacks, and catch their breath. When the prom ended they drove to the hotel where the after-prom party was planned. During the party, with her knowledge, he spiked their drinks with eighty-proof vodka from his pint size silver flask. The alcohol surely would provide him the liquid courage he would need to follow through with his plans for the evening. It would also help lower Donna's inhibitions. Neither of them had consumed alcohol before so it didn't take long to begin feeling the effect. A very important part of his plan for the evening revolved around the beautiful room he rented at the hotel. Around two A.M. they were really feeling the effects of the booze and Donna agreed to go to the room with him. She wasn't so naive as to not realize what else he had in mind and unbeknownst to him she was truly looking forward to it. The room was nicely decorated with a king-size bed and many large fluffy pillows. Pictures decorating the walls were good copies of paintings by the masters. There were bedside tables which held small lamps that provided subdued lighting. Once inside the room, he locked the door and set the bronze security chain. He then removed his tuxedo jacket and tossed it onto a chair followed by his clip on bow tie and cummerbund. They kicked off their shoes and wiggled their toes in the plush carpet. Falling onto the monstrous bed side by side, they began making out. They had kissed many times before but tonight it seemed different. Her lips were much softer, warmer and more inviting. He was a little more aggressive than before. Their tongues played, seeming to jockey for domination. Knowing what was about to happen had them practically shivering in anticipation. They shifted their position so as to be on their knees facing each other. Their kisses became more relaxed and passionate. His hands busily searched for and found the zipper at the back of her dress. He inched it down to its stop at her hip, then worked to unfasten its three unyielding metal hooks. He gently pushed the garment down to her waist, exposing the pink bra which held her firm, soft "B" cup breasts. Fred focused on them while one by one Donna unbuttoned the small black studs of his ruffled dress shirt. She tugged its tail from his pants and eased it from his shoulders. He pulled his arms out of the sleeves and tossed it to join the jacket, cummerbund and tie. He was aching to actually see her naked breasts. Donna fought back a laugh while feeling him fumble with the hooks of her bra. She was about to help him when finally he was able to release the last of the contemptuous devils. The two ends of the elastic back strap slipped from his fingers, snapped around her sides, and practically flew from her body landing in her lap. She tossed it aside to join the other discarded garments. His eyes were riveted to her beautiful rounded orbs with their puffy areolas and hardened pink nipples. Although he had felt them during their petting sessions, this was the first time he had actually seen them. He knelt there frozen in place as if mesmerized. Donna broke the spell by leaning forward, hugging him to her and kissing him. Her nipples tingled at the touch of his skin. She ran her fingers through his hair and he softly slid his over the newly exposed smooth, unblemished skin of her back. They shifted to stand beside the bed. Fred pushed her dress over her hips allowing it to fall to the floor. She braced herself on his shoulders as she stepped out of it. He retrieved it and carefully placed it over the back of the chair which contained their other garments. Donna stood in front of him now in only her pink bikini panties. His eyes drifted back to her breasts and he cupped one in each hand. While he fondled them and leaned forward to suckle her nipples, she worked to loosen the buckle of his belt. She unzipped his fly and when the waistband clasp came undone his pants fell into a heap around his ankles. He kicked them away and now stood before her in only his bright white boxers and black socks. His engorged cock made a noticeable tent pointing in her direction. The profuse amount of pre-cum leaking from its tip had made a large round wet spot at the apex. They stood there for a minute or so, neither being sure what to do next. Donna was enjoying the feel of his warm hands caressing her breasts but she wanted to see his package. Finally she took the lead by inserting her thumbs into the waistband of his boxers and pushing them over his hips. Naturally, the waistband caught the head of his engorged cock and painfully pulled it down parallel to the floor. He assisted her by pulling the band towards her, allowing his cock to break free and snap back against his belly. He kicked the boxers from around his ankles then removed his socks, leaving him completely naked. Fred slid his right hand down her tummy and between her thighs. He was surprised to find the crotch of her panties very wet. There was a firm lump at the juncture of her outer lips and he wondered what it might be. He then followed Donna's lead by slipping his fingers into the waistband of her panties, sliding them over her firm hips and down her legs. He knelt in front of her and again she braced herself on his shoulders while he removed them from her tiny ankles. He tossed them in the direction of the other discarded clothing. In this position he found his face directly in front of her soft, curly, black pubic hair. It had been nicely trimmed to slightly resemble the shape of a heart. Droplets of sweet feminine nectar reflected the soft light from the lamps on the bedside tables. He noticed a faint odor of musk which he found exciting. He remained on his knees intoxicated by the look and smell of her until she placed her fingers under his chin and gently guided him to his feet. Donna looked down at what she had uncovered. She said, "It is so big", which made Fred beam with pride. She gently took hold of it and found it to be hard but with soft, warm, smooth skin. Her touch was electrifying and he was desperately trying to avoid shooting off. Hefting his balls in her other hand she found the softness and pliability amazing. She gently rolled his balls in her fingers while squeezing his cock. This combination immediately triggered an orgasm. Hot milky ropes of man juice uncontrollably shot from his jerking cock splashing her stomach before she could redirect it. Some even landed on her breasts. His whole body shined bright red in embarrassment. She kissed him, said, "It's all right." and pulled him by his cock into the bathroom. Using a warm, wet washcloth she cleaned them both. When they returned to the bedroom they hugged and shared wet kisses. For the first time they felt the warmth of naked flesh against naked flesh with his revived hard cock trapped between them. Donna lay back onto the bed pulling him with her. They slid into to the center with their heads resting on the massive pillows and cuddled. Fred had an overpowering desire to look over this beautiful female body he had just unwrapped. He rolled her onto her back then pulled back onto his knees between her legs. This position allowed him to view the entire front of her beautiful young body. His eyes and his hands drifted from her face, to her soft breasts, across her smooth tummy and finally to her pussy. His surveying her with his eyes excited her and made her feel sexy and desirable. He gently slid his hands down her thighs while pressing her knees apart. Remembering the sweet aroma from before, he lowered his face between her thighs. There it was again, the sweet musky aroma, but this time with her outer lips separated it was much stronger. It pulled him towards it like a Siren's song. He inhaled deeply and without knowing why, kissed the inviting lips then licked from them the sweet juices they offered. The first touch of his tongue was shocking, causing Donna to flinch. He pulled back for a moment thinking he may have hurt her. The broad pleasing smile on her face told him she was suffering pleasure rather than pain. He viewed her sex and was captivated by the thin, pink inner lips, the opening between them and the one and a half inch pink bud of her clitoris protruding from its hooded hiding place. He now realized what the lump he felt earlier had been. It resembled a tiny pink penis. Until tonight, he had only seen pictures of female sexual anatomy. Those pictures couldn't begin to compare to the beautiful moist flower opened before him. None of the women in the pictures he had seen had clits anywhere near the size of Donna's. Juices were abundantly flowing from her vaginal opening. Having already tasted a sweet sample, he wanted more. He gently lifted her knees and pressed them apart, giving him full access to her pussy. Without realizing it, he had stimulated her to the edge of orgasm several times and Donna's entire body ached with the need for release. He wrapped his arms around her thighs, reached for her breasts and gently tweaked a nipple between each thumb and forefinger. Bending to taste her, he lapped at her gash with his flattened tongue then inserted it inside searching for more nectar. Desperately needing release, she wrapped her hands around the back of his head and pulled his face tight against her sex. Donna’s Awakening Even though he could barely breathe, he continued his ministrations. He sucked her clit between his lips and flicked his tongue across its tip. A massive orgasm began sending wonderful shock waves through her. Her nipples tingled and her whole body trembled. Strange moaning sounds from deep inside her chest escaped her lips. She released his head and grabbed fistfuls of the bed spread. Her hips bucked wildly up, down and from side to side. She had given herself orgasms with her fingers many times but those couldn't begin to compare with the intensity of this one. Her scalp tingled as if her hair was on fire and her body gyrated uncontrollably. Her heels pressed into the mattress and her toes curled. The cheeks of her ass alternately tightened and relaxed and goose bumps covered her skin. Finally, her climax subsided and she collapsed onto the bed in a sweaty pile of satisfied flesh. Light perspiration gleamed from every pore. Her oversensitive clit couldn't tolerate any additional contact at this point. She pushed Fred's pussy juice covered face from between her legs, placed a hand over her sex and pulled her knees together. Fred wasn't sure what had just happened. He was aware that guys had orgasms but never realized that girls did too. She tugged at him in a request that he snuggle beside her. The smile on her lovely face told him she was very well pleased with what he had done. She said, "Where did you learn to do that?" He admitted he was going on instinct. They hugged and she tasted herself on his lips and tongue as they kissed. She felt every beat of his heart as his unsatisfied cock pulsated between them begging for attention. Donna wanted to reward him for what he had just done for her, but she couldn't bring herself to put his cock into her mouth. Instead, she climbed on top of him and with her right hand positioned the head of his rock hard, pre-cum slickened cock between the soft inner lips at her opening. Gently she eased herself onto it. With the abundance of their combined lubricating juices, the head slid in almost without resistance. She raised herself off of it then lowered herself again enough to capture the head and an inch or so of the shaft. He couldn't believe his dick was actually inside her. The feeling was incredible. He said, "Your pussy feels wonderful." His hands were around her waist but he was not forcing her either up, or down. He simply enjoyed the feel of her smooth, unblemished skin. She felt herself stretching to accept this thing that was much larger than her tiny finger. Again she raised herself then quickly forced herself down onto him hard enough to break through her hymen. She felt a momentary stinging sensation which brought tears to her eyes. Fred asked, "Did I hurt you?" She replied, "I hurt myself, but only a little" then remained motionless for a few moments until the pain subsided. If she hadn't stopped moving when she did, he was sure he would have shot his second load of the evening. She pulled back until only the crown remained then squatted down forcefully enough to engulf four of his six inches. She was very tight but the combination of their juices provided sufficient lubrication to allow progressive penetration. A few more strokes and she had him balls deep inside and felt very full. She whispered, "Oh God Fred, you are so big and feel so good." Fred said,"Your pussy is tight, warm and feels like a velvety cocoon around my dick. "Being joined with you is wonderful." Fred pulled her forward, bringing her breasts to where he could suckle one nipple while teasing the other with his fingers. Each time she slid up and down on him, shock waves would run the length of his cock making it flex then relax. The walls of her vagina, combined with her pubic hair sliding over the sides of his cock, created a tickling sensation. She could feel this and flexed her vaginal muscles in response. His lips and tongue on her nipple together with his cock sliding along the walls of her vagina were rapidly bringing her to another orgasm. She reached between them and ran her middle finger back and forth across her swollen clit to hasten it. His low hanging balls which had been flopping against his ass began to tighten. The unmistakable burning at the base of his cock brought him to the realization that he was about to fill her with his seed. He started to pull out but she held him in place and whispered, "Don't stop, my period starts in two days so we should be safe." He clasped a cheek of her ass in each hand and increased his pace, pumping in and out of her rapidly. Donna matched him stroke for stroke. His balls continued to tightened, his cock pulsated and his man juice jetted through his pencil size urethra. Its warmth splashed into the depths of her vagina adding to her pleasure. Together their bodies shook and bucked against each other with an explosive simultaneous orgasm. As the shockwaves subsided she collapsed on top of him. He cradled her in his arms loving the feel of her soft, warm breasts against his chest. She said, "I have been waiting for you to push forward." "This night has been so wonderful, I'm glad we waited." They shared afterglow kisses for several minutes before his satisfied cock softened and to her disappointment, slipped from within her. They spent half an hour in the huge shower bathing each other with the soft wash cloths and scented soaps provided by the hotel. The hot water rinsed away all evidence of their love making. They dried each other with the big fluffy towels then returned to the bed for a second round. This time they progressed more slowly and were able to postpone orgasm for half an hour. Afterwards they shared a second shower before getting dressed. When they returned to the party, they were greeted with knowing smiles from their friends. Fortunately for Fred, Donna's brothers were still sleeping when he brought her home at six A.M. Had they been awake they surely would have noticed the strange glow on her cheeks and realized what had happened. The results might have been his receiving a taste of their wrath. Donna and Fred remained great friends for the remainder of the school year and through the summer. Whenever possible, they enjoyed having sex with each other. Donna found she liked the taste of pre-cum as well as semen and performed oral sex on him regularly. They went their separate ways in the fall, but prom night would be a wonderful memory forever imprinted on their brains. Fred stayed home and began attending the local community college while Donna went off to her four year university. Donna and Larry continued studying together and dating. When it came time for spring break, Donna had considered Mexico. Larry suggested his parent's home in Florida and that made much more sense, since the cost would be minimal. After some thought, she accepted his invitation. His parents lived on a quiet street where all the houses had well-manicured lawns and beautiful landscaping. His parent's house was brick with white trim. Azaleas with pink blossoms bordered the large front porch on which his parents sat rocking in matching wicker chairs. When Donna and Larry arrived they were greeted with open arms. He introduced them to Donna as Henry and Martha. Larry had told them all about Donna in glowing terms and they had formed an opinion that she was wonderful. She looked exactly as Larry had described and they fell in love with her right away. Martha and Donna went to the kitchen to pour glasses of homemade lemonade while Larry and his dad brought in the luggage. That evening, Martha prepared a sumptuous dinner of baked salmon, homemade coleslaw, hush puppies and corn on the cob. Dessert of warm peach cobbler topped with vanilla ice cream finished off the meal. After dinner Donna insisted on helping with the dishes which added to Martha's impression of her. Once the kitchen was clean, they all sat out back in the lanai sipping ice tea and chatting about school, the weather and plans for the summer. Donna explained that she would probably continue her classes during the summer and try to finish her degree in three years. Larry planned to take the summer off to intern at a local architect's office to earn a little spending money. Donna and Larry were tired from the long trip and asked to be excused to retire for the evening around ten P.M. Martha escorted Donna to the guest room which was furnished with an antique four poster canopy bed. There was an antique dresser with a white marble top and a matching decorative porcelain wash bowl and pitcher. A chest of drawers provided ample storage for the few belongings she brought. Adjacent to the bed was a private three quarter bath with a glass enclosed shower. Martha handed Donna some fresh towels and wished her a good night. Donna was exhausted, fell asleep in no time, and didn't wake until ten A.M. She showered, dressed in a yellow flowered sun dress and tan leather sandals. She then followed the sweet aroma of frying bacon down the stairs and into the kitchen. There she found Martha washing dishes. Henry had already left for his office to prepare sermons. Martha asked Donna if she had slept well and was pleased to find she had. The enticing bacon was already on the table and Larry was preparing French toast. He asked Donna if that would be O.K. with her. She assured him that French toast would be fine. He told her he had a secret recipe he was sure she would enjoy. While waiting, she sipped a cup of coffee with her usual cream and lots of sugar. The sun was shining through the window and she gazed at the rainbow effect it created on the table top as it passed through a crystal vase on the sill. Martha asked if they had any plans for the day and they told her not so far. Larry slid a platter of steaming French toast onto the table next to the plate of bacon. The slices were a golden brown with a sprinkle of white powdered sugar and cinnamon. Donna stabbed two slices with her fork and placed them on her plate. She poured a small river of maple syrup over them and cut them into one eighth sections. Her taste buds detected a hint of orange and overall she found the recipe to be delightful. While eating, they decided to spend time sightseeing this first day and hit the beach the next. While showing Donna the sights, Larry asked if she had ever thought of visiting a clothing optional beach. She told him she hadn't and wanted to know why he was asking. He told her he had been to several and found them to be relaxing and exciting at the same time. He told her they could visit one and if she didn't feel comfortable disrobing it would be fine since clothing was optional and there would be people there fully clothed, some topless and some completely nude. With the exception of her flashing incidents, the only males to have ever seen her naked were her father, brothers and of course Fred. She and Larry had indulged in heavy petting but as of yet had not been intimate. He had seen her in shorts and a tube top but that was as far as it had gone. She didn't know how she would feel about Larry or strangers seeing her naked in public. She told him she would sleep on it and let him know in the morning. During breakfast she told him she would go with him to the beach but hadn't decided about participating. After cleaning the kitchen they donned swimsuits, stuffed a backpack with a blanket, towels, sun screen, bottled water and some snacks. They arrived at the beach to find dozens of couples already there. People were on the beach and in the water in various stages of dress. Most, however, were naked. There were heterosexual and homosexual couples lying on beach towels, splashing in the surf or simply walking the beach hand in hand. People there came in all shapes, colors and sizes. Some were buff, some fat and some skinny. Some looked as if they spent every waking moment in the sun and others appeared to have never been outside. Donna was surprised to see how natural and relaxed they all appeared to be. They located an open spot and spread their dark brown Army blanket. Larry shed his tan polo and jean shorts leaving him in his brightly colored yellow swimsuit. Donna stripped down to her small but not vulgar lavender bikini. Larry looked her over, smiled and gave a little wolf whistle causing her to blush and give him a dirty look. He took her hand and led her into the water. On the way, Donna couldn't help but notice women with their breasts jostling and men with soft cocks swinging to and fro as they walked along in the surf. The water was cool but not uncomfortable but felt colder the deeper they ventured from the shore. Suddenly they were hit by a large breaking wave which drenched them from head to foot. From that point on the water felt great. They splashed around for a while bobbing up and down like corks on passing waves then headed back to the beach. Donna tried not to stare but having seen only one adult cock prior to today, couldn't help but notice the variations in size and shape of the ones passing by. Some were dangling three to four inches down in front of their corresponding ball sacks. Some were shorter and some appeared to be only a large dot peeking through pubic hair. Some were thick and others were almost finger width thin. Some of their balls swung back and forth in low hanging sacks while others were pulled tight beneath their cocks. Larry asked if she had made a decision about trying the nude lifestyle. She answered by reaching behind her back, unhooking her top and removing it. His eyes immediately focused on her fantastically firm breasts. They obviously had not seen sunshine since they were much lighter than the surrounding skin. The combination of hot sun and cool ocean breeze blowing across her bare breasts and nipples felt wonderful. She had thought she would be embarrassed with Larry and strangers being able to see her exposed breasts. On the contrary, she was somewhat excited. With the exception of Larry's stare and his mouth hanging open, no one else appeared to be paying any attention. She found that she actually enjoyed the effect she was having on Larry. For now, exposing her breasts was as far as she was willing to go. Larry asked if it would bother her for him to remove his suit. She told him to help himself and in one fluid motion, it was off and he draped it over the backpack with her top. Now it was her turn to stare. He sported one of the thicker tools dangling from a patch of curly pubic hair, the same color as the hair on his head. It was crowned with a beautifully shaped bluish purple helmet. It was one of those that hung about three inches straight down over a low slung ball sack with testicles the size of pecans. Obviously he had been nude sun bathing or had visited a tanning salon since there were no tan lines. He applied sunscreen to his ass then to his penis and balls while Donna stared. He handed her the sun screen and asked her to apply some to his back. She snapped out of her trance and took the bottle. After squeezing a few drops into her palm, she applied the lotion smoothly over his broad back and shoulders. He picked up the bottle, returned the favor and asked if she wanted him to take care of her front as well. She thanked him for the offer but took the bottle from him. She let him watch as she sensually applied lotion to her breasts and other body parts. He then applied a light coating to the rest of his exposed areas and returned the bottle in the backpack. They sipped bottles of water and watched the parade of sun worshipers as they passed. When the bottles were empty, they decided to take another dip in the ocean. Their skin had heated in the sun so the water felt much colder this time. When they were deep enough for it to splash his balls, he flinched making Donna burst out laughing. After two more steps, the cold water hit her breasts and it was his turn to laugh. She playfully splashed him then slipped and fell against him. He caught her and folded her into his arms. Her breasts flattened against his chest and his cock was trapped against her stomach. The cold water was the only thing preventing an erection. They maintained that position for only a few seconds before separating and catching waves back to shore. On the way to their place on the beach she decided to go for broke and remove her bottom. To Larry's pleasant surprise, when they reached the blanket she slid it over her hips, down her shapely legs and laid it on top of the backpack to dry with their other pieces. Larry was somewhat surprised to see her neatly trimmed bush. Most women her age had adopted the habit of shaving their pubic areas. The sensation of sun and warm ocean breeze on her newly exposed pussy and ass felt nice. Larry held up the bottle of sun screen grinned devilishly and again offered his services. She gave him a scowling look and reached for the bottle. She covered her butt, pelvis and all parts of her pussy. Don't want that to burn. After she had applied the sun screen Larry offered her his hand which she accepted and they began walking along the shore. As they walked they left foot prints in the wet sand that were quickly washed away by the crashing waves. Donna and Larry both noticed the men both young and old eyeing her. Some of them gazed from behind dark glasses and others more brazenly. Rather than being embarrassed, she found the attention exciting and began walking with a little more sway to her hips. Larry realized what she was doing and gave her a friendly swat on her ass causing her to skip a step. He was happy she had found this new experience enjoyable but her antics were having an effect on him as well. He felt his cock swelling and began doing complex math problems in his mind to reverse the reaction. It worked to some extent in that he never became fully aroused. They paused to watch a group of young, naked people playing volley ball and were invited to join the game. Larry was hesitant but Donna thought it a great way to enjoy her new found freedom. First name introductions were made and they joined opposing teams. Donna liked watching the guy's cocks and balls swinging and jostling up and down and they scrambled for the ball. She derived the most pleasure from feeling naughty at doing something in the nude she had only done in the past while dressed. After each team won a game everyone dashed into the ocean to cool off and rinse away the sweat and sand that was clinging to it. In the shallow water, cocks and balls floated but as the water deepened tits bobbed like succulent apples. Back on their blanket, they each sipped from a bottle of water and nibbled on bags of trail mix. Sea gulls flew and walked nearby hoping for a treat. Unintentionally, their thighs touched as did shoulders and hips. The effect had Larry's cock swelling and Donna's pussy producing copious amounts of moisture. They glanced into each other's eyes and both realized they desired one another. This however, was not the place to act on their need. After finishing their snack Larry whispered that he knew a place in the dunes where they could expect some degree of privacy. Donna gave his thigh a gentle squeeze precariously close to his flaccid cock to let him know that she would like to see it. He grabbed a dry towel, draped it around his neck and they headed in the direction Larry had indicated. Behind the dunes they could still see the beach with people everywhere. When they lay down they would be completely hidden unless some other amorous couple decided to take advantage of the dunes. The realization of this possibility excited Donna even more. Larry was on his back and pulled Donna on top of him. His arms were around her and much of her weight she supported on her forearms. Her breasts hung delightfully in front of his face. He fondled them while they shared kisses. Soon his cock sprang to full attention and pressed against her ass. She raised her hips enough to allow it to snap free and slap against his belly. Moving her moist groove over the underside of his cock coated it with her lubricant. She lifted herself and he reached between them to elevate the tip to line up with her slick opening. As he raised his hips she lowered hers and in only a few strokes they were joined to the hilt. The roar of the ocean made it impossible for them to hear anyone approaching. Knowing someone could spot their activity at any moment added to the excitement of this being their first time having sex with each other. Donna’s Awakening Realizing their time could be limited, they pounded away at each other with rapidly increasing tempo. Larry felt his impending orgasm approaching. To be sure Donna wasn't left wanting, he reached between them and stimulated her clitoris with the fingers of one hand and tweaked a nipple with the other. In only moments they reached an almost simultaneous climax. They lay breathless for a few moments until his cock softened and slipped from her. They cleaned themselves with the towel and as nonchalantly as possible returned to their blanket. They enjoyed one final swim and a short walk in the surf before dressing and heading home. The evening was spent enjoying dinner and light conversation with his parents. Martha and Henry would be leaving at eight o'clock the next morning for a three day revival in a town about 150 miles north. That would leave Larry and Donna with the house to themselves. That night, Donna slept in the nude. She tried to understand her excitement at being ogled at the beach but it didn't make sense. Looking forward to being alone with Larry for the next three days and nights had her pussy becoming very moist. Her hands caressed her breasts then the right migrated between her legs. She spread her fleshy lips, dipped her fingers into her vagina, gathering juices and spread them over her clit. She spent the next twenty minutes masturbating to a somewhat less than satisfying orgasm. Larry must have been reading her mind since he too slept nude and stroked himself while thinking of Donna and envisioning an exceptional next three days together. Donna awoke at nine a.m. to the smell of sausage frying. She climbed out of bed and headed to the bathroom to brush her teeth and take a quick shower. Knowing they were alone, she headed to the kitchen without bothering to dress. Larry had on boxers and was preparing to fry some eggs. Donna slipped up behind him, put her arms around his waist then reached for and gave his flaccid cock a gentle squeeze. She said, "You are way over dressed" and yanked his boxers down to his ankles. He assisted their removal by lifting his feet one at a time. While trying to act nonchalant, he asked, "Do you like your eggs sunny side up?" She told him that would be fine then poured herself a cup of coffee adding cream and her usual three teaspoons of sugar. She took her coffee and a cup for him along with some silverware out into the lanai and set the table. Larry brought out the plates of eggs, sausage and toast. While they were chatting and eating, Mrs. Martin, his next door neighbor, stepped out onto her patio to water her plants. She looked their way but apparently didn't notice them. Still the thrill of possibly being seen excited Donna causing her clit to tingle. To help Larry enjoy the moment, she reached under the table with her naked foot and jostled his flaccid cock. Immediately it sprang to life. After clearing the table and washing the dishes, Larry directed Donna towards his bedroom. He watched the cheeks of her cute little butt lift and fall as she walked ahead of him. She knew what he was doing, exaggerated her movements and thrilled at knowing she was teasing him. There was no rush this time. They lay beside each other and spent time hugging, kissing and fondling. Donna progressed first by kissing her way down Larry's chest, stopping to explore his tiny nipples with lips and tongue. He had never realized how sensitive they were until this very moment. "Now I know why women like for a guy to suck and lick their nipples." She continued her exploration down his abdomen and teased his cock with her breasts as they dragged across it. She kissed down the inside of one thigh then up the other, flicking her tongue as she went. His cock had inflated to its full potential by now, leaving his low slung balls dangling uncovered. She gently kissed and sucked each one into her mouth and rolled it around with her tongue. Larry found what she was doing fantastic. She looked at his rigid tool then into his eyes. "Did I cause this?" She slid her flattened tongue up the underside of his cock from balls to crown then teased its ridge, concentrating on the frenulum. Finally she sucked the crown into her mouth and lapped all around it as one would while enjoying an ice cream cone. She found the sweet, salty flavor of his pre-cum delightful. She also realized that giving head gave her complete control over him. He was receiving intense pleasure while doing nothing. At the same time, he was most vulnerable since with his balls in her hand and his cock between her teeth she could at any moment change intense pleasure into severe pain. She looked into his eyes, flashed her teeth and smiled at the fearful expression on his face. She sucked three inches of his cock into her mouth, fondled his balls with one hand and pumped the base of his cock with the other. Gradually she increasing her pace and soon he felt the unmistakable burn of an orgasm approaching. He politely provided her the choice to pull away by whispering "I'm coming." She never let up and in only seconds felt his cock swell and jerk as it jettisoned the first load of creamy man juice. She swallowed quickly and prepared for the next. Uncontrollably he pumped her face and she swallowed each jet until finally his ass cheeks relaxed and he lay quietly beneath her. Gradually, his cock softened and she let him slip from her lips. She crawled back up his body dragging her soft, warm breasts along his skin. They hugged, kissed and caressed each other while he recovered. She expected him to begin fucking her right away but that didn't happen. Larry had decided it was his turn to explore her body and give as much pleasure as he had received. He looked her over and again marveled at how sexy she looked. He rolled on top of her and she wiggled her hips trying to align her opening with his recovered man meat. He nibbled her ear lobe, said, "Not yet." and began kissing his way down her body. He found a nipple and covered it with his lips. He sucked the bud into his warm mouth along with its areola, applied suction and ran his tongue over the spongy tissue. As if a wire connected her nipple to her clitoris, the more he worked his tongue the more sensitive her clitoris became. His hand gently caressed the other breast, tweaking the nipple between thumb and forefinger. For several minutes he alternated left to right. Donna grabbed his ass with her heels trying to force his cock towards her wanton pussy. It was not to happen. He released her breasts and continued tasting her as he inched his way down her body. His hands gently explored her smooth skin, stimulating but not tickling. He moved past her pussy, down her right thigh and calf. Reaching her right foot, he kissed it and sucked on each toe. Her left foot was next after which he worked his way back towards the juncture of her thighs. Her legs were spread wide and her outer lips were open. Her thin, pink inner lips gleamed with her juices as did her vaginal opening. Her excited clit was protruding from under its protective hood begging for attention. He lowered his mouth to her sex. Her musky aroma sent his brain into a sexual frenzy. He sucked each lip and licked up the sweet juices residing on them. He plunged his tongue into her, while gently squeezing one ass cheek in each hand. He ignored her clit for a couple of minutes while concentrating on other areas. Finally he wrapped his lips around it, sucked it into his mouth and licked its tip. At the same time, he slid one then two fingers into her and massaged her "G" spot. The stimulation drove her to thrash about like a caged animal. Her orgasm approached then burst through her like a lightning bolt. Before she could complete, he climbed her and quickly forced three inches of his manhood inside. Her bucking and his rhythm soon synchronized and had him buried inside her with his low hanging balls slapping against her ass. Her over stimulated clit glided across the top of his cock as it slid in and out of her. Her voice rang out screaming, "Oh God Larry, fuck me, fuck me, give me all of it." Her first orgasm became two, then three before his balls tightened. He groaned deeply and shot burning man juice across her cervix. Somehow he remained hard and slowed for only a moment before resuming his relentless pounding. Her vagina yielded one final orgasm forcing a second load streaming from his balls. Sweaty and exhausted, they lay together gasping for breath and feeling each other's hearts pounding. His cock gradually softened. She tightened her vaginal muscles attempting to hold it inside which only hastened its expulsion. Without him inside she felt empty but completely satisfied. They hugged, kissed and stroked each other while slowly drifting into sleep. Around noon, the noise of Mrs. Martin's ridiculously loud lawn mower jolted them awake. They were still lying on top of the bedspread completely naked. A warm breeze gently waved the curtains as it entered the open window. The air felt wonderful as it crossed their bodies. They cuddled for a few minutes and contemplated another round but distended bladders temporarily negated that urge. Finally they crawled off the bed and walked to the master bathroom. Larry adjusted the water and filled the tub with very warm water. They slid in together to enjoy the circulating water streaming from the whirlpool jets. Larry climbed out and went to the kitchen to retrieve one of the bottles of wine he had purchased along with two glasses and a platter of cheese. He slid back into the tub and poured each of them a glass. They relaxed, sipped wine and nibbled cheese until the water became uncomfortably cool. Following a hot shower they were ready for some additional nourishment. Scrounging around in the refrigerator, they found lots of cold cuts, a variety of cheeses and complimentary condiments. They used these along with whole wheat bread, lettuce and tomatoes to prepare thick, tasty sandwiches. They carried them to the lanai along with chips and the last of the wine. Mrs. Martin had finished cutting grass and had retreated into her house. Donna was still excited knowing she could emerge and spot them sitting there in the nude at any moment. Donna thanked Larry for introducing her to the nude lifestyle. She explained that the day at the beach had been at first terrifying but in the end, exciting and rewarding. He was happy she had enjoyed it and told her so then asked if she would like to try another new experience. She looked at him quizzically and asked what that might be. He asked if she would be interested in visiting a strip club. She asked why he thought she would be interested in watching a bunch of women strip while men whistled and cheered. He told her she might learn how to give him a good lap dance. For that remark he suffered a stinging slap on his thigh. She said, "There's your lap dance." He smiled as he rubbed away the red imprint of her hand. He told her his friend Jerry and his girlfriend Ann were going, and besides tonight was amateur night. She said, "All right, why not." They spent the rest of the afternoon and early evening lounging around the house in the nude, teasing each other and enjoying one more fuck. They again showered then dressed and went to dinner at Larry's favorite Mexican restaurant. Several margaritas along with plates of burritos and refried beans were consumed. After one last dessert margarita they left for the club. Arriving at the club she at first found it hard to see in the subdued lighting. Once her eyes adjusted she could see a bar along one wall. There was no smoking allowed in the club and no alcohol was served so the bar was for soft drinks, water and light snacks. There was a large half oval stage along another wall with thirty tall ladder back chairs tightly spaced around it. The floor of the club was arranged in a stepped fashion with pedestal tables and a couple of ladder backed chairs at each. The top tier had a bench seat along the walls. Those benches had red leather-like material covering padded seats and backs. Music was playing loudly but was not deafening. Donna had expected the dancers to be wearing thongs and pasties but found that not to be the case. Two of the four girls on stage, all in their twenties, were naked and the other two were dressed only in shoes. Every chair around the stage was filled with men ranging in age from eighteen to sixty. As the girls danced, wiggled and giggled in front of them the men would hold up dollar bills which the girls accepted by pressing their breasts together on them. The bills would be tucked under a garter on their thigh and they would move on to the next patron. All along the benches at the walls naked girls were performing lap dances. Larry informed her that touching was allowed everywhere except between the legs. He also told her that the average price of a private dance was $30. Girls in baby doll P.J.s and other tiny outfits were moving among the patrons rubbing up against them and asking if they wanted a private dance. Larry spotted his friends at one of the tables waving to him. While they weaved their way through the crowd to join them Larry was accosted by three different girls offering private dances. He told each of them "Maybe later". Larry, Donna and their friends chatted and watched the action both on stage and on the benches. Deciding which was more entertaining was difficult. At nine P.M. the manager announced it was time for any amateur that wanted to try their hand and other body parts at performing on stage to go the dressing room. Donna, still feeling the effects of the tequila, looked quizzically in Ann's direction asking if she planned to participate. The guys egged them on and finally hand in hand they headed off to the dressing room. At the door was a very large black man with a shaved head and bulging muscles. His menacing scowl changed to a warm welcoming smile as he opened the door for them. In the dressing room they were each given a garter with a numbered locker key attached and instructed to lock their clothes in the corresponding lockers. They were each given a set of baby doll pajamas and assigned a "Big Sister" to work with them on stage. They undressed, locked their clothes in the lockers and joined their "Big Sisters" to await their turn on stage. Ann asked her big sister about the guy at the door. She was informed his name was Ben and that he was the girl's best friend and an unruly customer's worst enemy. All any girl had to do was nod in his direction and any issue would be quickly resolved. Donna's nerves were on edge and butterflies danced in her belly. She asked Ann if she had ever done this before and she said she had thought about it, but no. Neither of them could tell which was more compelling, the fear or the excitement. Being naked on the beach where everyone was naked was one thing, but being ogled on stage was quite another. Suddenly it was their turn. They entered the stage from behind a curtain at the back and mingled with the other girls while waiting for the music to start. When the music started the pros paraded around the stage sensually removed their costumes along the way. Ann and Donna followed their big sisters and tried to copy them. When Donna's big sister asked if she was ready to perform she said she was. The first guy Donna approached appeared to be about nineteen years old and looked a little embarrassed about being there. She did a little pirouette in front of him then squatted down spreading her legs wide to give him a good look at her fuzzy little snatch. He turned a bright shade of red then smiled up at her and held up his dollar bill. She leaned over, pinched his cheek then took his dollar by squeezing her breasts together on it as she had seen the other girls doing. She inserted it under the garter and moved on. A few guys later she came to a man of sixty or so with a bald head. She wiggled her butt and tits at him then leaned over and gave him a kiss on top of his head. The crowd applauded. He grinned from ear to ear and held up a five dollar bill. She took it with her breasts and placed it in the garter. She then stood at the very edge of the stage with her legs spread so he could look directly up into her pussy. Next were several guys with no particularly interesting characteristics. She did a little dance for each of them, took their dollars and moved on. Suddenly a very handsome guy with coal black hair and brilliantly white teeth smiled up at her. She gave him her standard routine, wiggled her butt in his face then sat on the edge of the stage and placed her legs over his shoulders. The crowd went wild with cheers, whistles and applause. The guy ran his hands up her thighs and leaned in for a better look. He then held up a five dollar bill in his teeth. She bent down and gently took it with her tits after brushing them across his cheeks. Again the crowd exploded. The butterflies had disappeared and she was having the time of her life. It was obvious the patrons loved her. She even took a turn at the pole in the middle of the stage for a few seconds. Her big sister was amazed at how quickly she adapted. By the time she finished the stage circuit she was quite comfortable and had collected forty-five dollars. When the three song set was completed she took a bow and the crowd again erupted with applause and cheering. She grabbed her discarded p.j.'s and disappeared behind the curtain. While she and Ann were dressing she asked her big sister what a girl could make on an average night. She was told between five and seven hundred dollars in a six hour shift. After dressing they returned to the floor joining Larry and Jerry. Each of them hugged his date and told them how great their performance had been. The club manager approached them displaying an ear to ear smile. He placed his arm around Donna, introduced himself as Jeff Harris and asked if she had ever worked a strip club before. She told him no and that until yesterday she had never been naked in front of strangers. He complimented her, told her she had a natural talent and offered her a job. She thanked him for the offer and explained that she was a college student and had to return to classes in a couple of days. He handed her his card and told her to call him if she should change her mind. Donna confessed to Larry she had never had such a great time. She whispered to him that she was horny as hell and asked if they could call it a night. Ann was of a like mind so they shared hugs and kisses all around and left for home. Entering the house, clothes flew every which way as they scrambled up the steps to Larry's bedroom. Donna crawled onto the bed, remained on her hands and knees and wiggled her shapely ass at Larry. As he crawled onto the bed behind her he couldn't help but notice her glistening wet opening surrounded by puffy lips. He grabbed hold of her hips and in three strokes he filled her cunt with his rock hard man meat. He said, "God you are hot and tight." She said,"Your dick feels like it has grown since this morning. Shove that thing into my pussy and fuck me like a dog." Her dirty talk was driving him wild. She rocked back and forth meeting his thrusts move for move. Leaning onto her shoulders freed her hands to use for massaging her clit and Larry's balls. He leaned over her back and cupped a breast in each hand. Her first orgasm was rapid and explosive. She pulled off him then rolled over and spread her legs begging for round two. Larry didn't hesitate. He wrapped his arms around her legs at the knees and pressed them towards her breasts. Her pussy was totally exposed and he shoved his raging cock into her in one thrust. Their bodies pounded together desperately searching for release. Her juices soaked her crease so when he reached for her butt he easily slid two digits of his middle finger into her asshole. She screamed, "Oh God, that's fantastic!"