8 comments/ 77230 views/ 23 favorites In the Name of Nude Day, a Big Orgy By: SusanJillParker This is an Nude Day contest story. Please vote, make a comment and add me and/or this story to your favorite list. Young couple stumbles upon an orgy, while thinking it was something else. * This is a true story. Any comparisons to anyone alive or dead is purely coincidental. The characters in this story, mainly, Julie and Rob, are real people. Nothing in this story is fictional or contrived. The events of this story is just as it happened in a small, mid-western town, somewhere in the United States. Julie, a young, pretty blonde with a shapely body had been dating Rob, since high school. They attended their prom together, where they had their first kiss and not much else than that, being that she was a good girl and he was a shyly respectful boy. Nonetheless, even back then, as sexually immature as they obviously were, with that one, first spark of a kiss, something happened that ignited their feelings for one another. "Oh, Rob," said Julie looking at him with moonlit stars in her eyes. "As if our lips were plugged into a wall socket, did you feel that connection?" "I sure did, Julie," said Rob staring at his Prom date with love in his heart and lust in his eyes. "We were meant to be together, Rob," said Julie taking his hand and clutching it to her breasts. So shyly innocent, an old fashioned daughter that any father would be proud to have, Rob was the first and only boy Julie's ever kissed. Even though they've been dating now for more than four years, they've never seen one another naked or so much as seen any part of one another's body, other than their arms, legs, neck, and face without clothes, of course. Their fifth Nude Day together, a giant leap forward for them in the realm of sex, sexuality, and nudity, they jointly decided, with much cajoling from Rob, this is the year that they planned to strip naked on National Nude Day. Going from the modesty spectrum of sexuality to the exhibitionism and voyeurism side of being nude in public, finally, they, as well as everyone else, were going to see one another without their clothes. A daring plan before their impending wedding, wanting to do something so sexually reckless and erotically provocative, they were ready to take the naked Nude Day plunge. "I can't wait to see you naked, Julie," said Rob already undressing her with his eyes and looking at her, as if she was sitting there naked. "And I can't wait to see you without your clothes, Rob," she Julie blushing, as if she was a bride on her Honeymoon. Both so very religious and devoted to God and family, they haven't done more than French kiss one another, while excitingly groping each other through their clothes. Sticking to their commitment, they made a pledge to abstain from sex, until after they were married, a five year pledge that has been nearly impossible to keep at times, but they've nearly done it. Even after being married, swearing only to have sexual intercourse in an effort to have children, the long wait to finish college, marry, and consummate their marriage on their Honeymoon bed was excruciatingly long and agonizingly frustrating. "I've been dreaming of that day, when I'll be holding your baby, Rob," said Julie giving her paramour a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Me, too," said Rob not so much thinking about holding babies but thinking more about holding her naked body in bed, while humping her pussy. What he wanted to say was, 'I can't wait for that day to feel my cock inside your hand, your mouth, and your pussy.' Only, he didn't dare talk to her in that vulgar way. Knowing how innocent Julie was, forget about swallowing, he knew she'd never even suck his cock without his help, guidance, persuasion, and after saying lots of prayers. Even though she was beautiful, even though he loved her, and even though she was well worth the wait to bed her, he wondered now what kind of sex life he'd have with someone so purely virginal and sexually innocent. He was a man with sexual needs and she was a woman of God, a saint, Saint Julie. So as not to be separated, they even attended the same Bible college and worked part-time at the same company downtown. As if they were already married, other than having sex, with their dorm rooms just one floor apart, they saw one another every morning, before class, during the day for lunch, and every night, before bed. Inseparably devoted, they were in love. Inseparably dedicated to their mutually inspired mission in life of God and family, with one another's life partner already found, knowing how much better their sexual intimacy would be, when they did finally make love, speaking more for Julie, of course, they really didn't mind waiting to have sex. As part of her daily diatribe, Julie openly criticized the promiscuity of Paris Hilton, Lindsay Lohan, Kim Kardashian, Britney Spears, and Jennifer Lopez, et al, celebrities who influence young people detrimentally, when showing their bad behavior in public with drugs, alcohol, and sex. At 22-years-old, Julie was still a good girl, a virgin, which is why she refused to sleep with Rob or live in an apartment with him, until after they were married. Always a step out of touch, when everyone their age were already having sex with multiple partners from the time they were still in high school, Julie and Rob stayed true to one another and promised to abstain from having sex, until after they were married. Instead of having sex, especially during those difficult horny times, they prayed, they drank a little wine, watched movies, and/or indulged in dark chocolate. "Dear God, give me the strength to save my purity for my wedding night with Rob," said Julie on her knees with her hands tightly pressed together, "before I gain ten pounds from eating so much dark chocolate." "Dear God, if I don't have sex with Julie's hot body soon, I'll die," said Rob, while masturbating in his room, "or I'll become an alcoholic from drinking so much wine." Without even knowing them, when describing their unselfish love for one another, a more compelling, albeit a more boring love story than Cleopatra and Mark Antony, Lancelot and Guinevere, and Romeo and Juliet, their love story brings tears to the eyes of those, who have been deflowered, fucked over, and cast away, too soon in life's sea of sex filled lust and love. Oh, the shame of it all. Now too bitter to completely trust again, the past of all those who have had sex too soon, no doubt, will get in the way of their falling in love again in the future. Those who have given away their virginity too soon and to the wrong people, now used and abused, so much like second hand, wrinkled and soiled clothes, they could never know the pure love that Julie and Rob have for one another and will always have for one another, for as long as they shall live. Fearing walking through life with Hawthorne's Scarlet Letter tattooed on their foreheads, instead they walked with the shine of God's light in their virginal eyes. With other couples their age already having experienced multiple sexual partners, with other couples their age already into perverse sexual acts, and with other couples their age, reading porn daily, I mean, of course, erotic literature on Literotica, Julie and Rob were lucky to have found one another so soon in life. Nonetheless, no doubt, their self-sacrificing abstention from sex was pure folly and lunacy to those, who don't subscribe from abstaining from sex and who know that Julie and Rob are still virgins. Without adding God and religion to the mix, few understood how anyone could abstain from having sex with the one, special person of their desire? Unnatural to abstain from sex, even animals in the wild have sex, not to mention Nuns and Priests. Yet, easy for them, most times, not to have sex, when there were other more important things to preoccupy their minds, such as school and religion, most days they didn't miss not having sex in their lives. Before giving away their most precious possessions, their virginity, they wanted to make sure that they were with the right person, their life partner. How else to guarantee their sole commitment, until after the wedding, by abstaining from naked, sweaty physical contact? No matter, everyone who didn't abstain from sex questioned how anyone can not intimately and sexually touch and pleasure their true love? Solid in their love for one another and in God, keeping their virginity intact was all the more reason to wait, until they were naked and in bed on their Honeymoon. Those who have sex and who are sexual can never understand someone abstaining from sex. The meaning of virgins to them are virgin olive oil, Virgin Airlines, virgin wines, Virgin Records, and/or Virgin Mobile, but never virgin people. More than being a good girl, Julie was a nice person. Being that Saint Julie was her snide nickname given to her by those women envious of her, typically cheerleaders, who'd have sex with anyone, any time, butter would melt in her mouth. Too good to be true, when not attending school and studying, she volunteered at the homeless shelter during every holiday and at the nursing home on Saturdays, where her grandmother was once a resident, before she passed. After her college classes, spending her free time helping to teach English at the library to those, who wanted to pass the citizenship exam, she taught the Bible on Sunday to those students of the Bible. To save some money for her modest wedding, she worked as a Barista at Starbucks. Because Julie was so nice, warm, and friendly to her customers, she earned the most tips, and, in the way they do in a casino with the table game attendants, even though she had to split what she made with the other counter employees, she didn't mind. A phenomenon that had to be seen to be believed, when there was no one standing in the other lines for coffee, customers were happy to line up to wait in her line to be waited on by Julie. Starting everyone's day with a smile and a warm welcome, she was every man's and some woman's dream girl. Wishing she'd open her door naked, suddenly appear in her bra and panty, or just stand in the doorway wearing a towel that suddenly fell, as so many of his other female customers do, the mailman loved whenever he had to interact with her with a special delivery envelope. "She's my hottest customer," said the mailman to his postal co-workers, "and I look forward to seeing her. I only wish I could see her every day. I only wish I could have sex with her. I'd do anything to see her naked, to fuck her, and for her to suck me." Wishing she'd open her door naked, suddenly appear in her bra and panty, or just stand in the doorway wearing a towel that suddenly fell, as so many of his other female customers do, the UPS man thought she was hot, too. No matter how big it was or how much it weighed, he'd happily carry, whatever package she had to deliver up the two flights of stairs to her apartment without complaint. "She's my hottest customer," said the UPS man to his UPS co-workers, "and I look forward to seeing her, whenever I deliver a package to her house. I only wish I could see her every day. I only wish I could have sex with her. I'd do anything to see her naked, to fuck her, and for her to suck me." Missing only a diamond studded tiara, her hair stylist, Antonio, treated her, as if she were a fairy princess getting ready for the ball. As if he were having a sexual affair with her hair, he spent extra time to make her hair look perfect. He listened to and remembered every word she said, as if her voice was coming from an Angel from Heaven above. "Shall I book you another appointment next week, Julie? I just love doing your hair?" "Next week? No, I won't need another appointment for a month." "I love her," said the hair stylist to his co-workers. "I wish I could do her hair every day, while she was naked. I wish I could do her hair, while she was sucking my cock." In the way that he treated her, never allowing her to wait more than a moment in his waiting room to see him, and even willing to make a house call should she be too sick to come to see him, her doctor thought she was his one-of-a-kind, perfect patient. He was always excited, whenever he saw her scheduled to see him. "I always have an erection, when examining her nearly nude body in her dressing gown," he said admitting his unprofessional, sexual transgressions to his golfing buddies. "Not wanting anything to happen to her perfect breasts, I take extra time examining her breasts for lumps, if you know what I mean," he said winking to his friends, while holding up his hands chest high and opening and closing them. "She has a beautiful set of knockers, the best tits I've ever seen." Obviously wishing she'd request gas to have her teeth cleaned, her dentist, no doubt, wished he could look beneath her short skirt at her bikini clad pussy and peer down her blouse and bra to see her ample breasts. He confessed to his friends that his sexual fantasy was touching, feeling, and fondling her anesthetized body. No doubt wishing to go, where no dentist should ever touch, feel, and fondle a patient, her dentist asked if she'd be his advertisement model because her smile was so bright, so white, and so perfect. "As if my fingers are my condom covered cock, I love touching her full, red lips with my gloved fingers," he'd tell his closest friends. "I dream of her uttering the words from her lips, I love you, Doctor. You're the best dentist. I imagine kissing and kissing those same full, red lips that confessed her love for me. Then, when I'm horny and feel the need to masturbate, I masturbate over her sucking my cock." The only people, who didn't like Julie, were women, of course, those clicky women she grew up with and who were always jealous of her. Attending Bible college, she had thoughts of becoming a Nun, if it wasn't for having to sacrifice the love of Rob to serve God. As if she was a real, live, blonde, virginal version of Snow White, everyone loved her, especially, animals, children, and even the elderly. Birds, squirrels, chipmunks, rabbits, raccoons, even an occasional deer would linger by her back patio door to watch her through the glass. "I love you, Julie," said neighborhood children she passed by on the street. "You're so beautiful." Even elderly strangers loved her from afar. "I'd love to fuck her up the ass, after she blows me," said Jim, an old man sitting on a park bench with his buddy, Walter, as she walked by them. "No longer able to cut the mustard, I can still lick the jar. I'd love to lick her pussy," replied his friend. "She has the best ass I've ever seen in all my 81-years on this planet," he said nodding his head. "Let's hope she goes to the Nude Day Orgy Event." Rob was just as nice, too. He'd stop to help anyone needing a hand with a flat tire or in need of a ride. Even grouchy old, Mr. Jennings from the hardware store, who didn't like anyone, not even his own wife and children, especially his wife and children, liked Rob. Working together in the family business, his wife, Mrs. Jennings, was jealous that her husband paid more attention to Rob than he did to her, whenever Rob shopped in their store. Being that he was so very handsome, good, nice, and kind, from Sue Ellen, a big bloomer girl, to Mary Beth, the town slut, to Miss Anderson, the town drunk, to Mrs. Morrison, the town cougar, every woman in town, whether married or single, had a crush on Rob. "I'd love him to lick my pussy," said Sue Ellen, the big bloomer girl. "I'd love to suck his cock, cum in my mouth, and all over my face," said Marty Beth, the town slut. "I'd love to get drunk with him, have him strip me naked, and then have his wicked way with my naked body," said Miss Anderson, the town drunk. "I'd be his fantasy, older woman," said Mrs. Morrison, the town cougar. "He could pretend that I'm Mimi Rogers and he's Tom Cruise, or that I'm Demi Moore, and he's Ashton Kutcher, or that I'm Jennifer Lopez, and he's that 24-year-old, boy toy dancer that she fucks and sucks." Attending the same Bible college with his beloved girlfriend, no doubt, Rob would have become a priest, had it not been for his love for Julie. Instead, Rob and Julie swore, once they finished college and were married, they'd travel overseas to Africa to answer their calling in devoting their lives as missionaries to help those less fortunate. Way better than George and Mary Bailey, in It's A Wonderful Life, better than Marie and Donnie Osmond, a better man than Forrest Gump, in Forrest Gump, and a better woman than Dorothy Gale, in the Wizard of Oz, there weren't two better, more wholesome people on the entire planet than Rob and Julie. Now, with college graduation behind them, they planned for a wedding at the end of September but first, wanting to live life by doing something uncharacteristically daring, they were intent on stripping naked on July 14th, in celebration of Nude Day. Yet, alas, something was amiss that day. Something was not right. Unbeknownst to them, perhaps there was something in the air, when they devised their Nude Day stripping plan. Finally tired of conforming and doing what was expected of them, they wanted to do something wicked for the first time in their lives, before they tied the matrimony knot that bound them together forever. Not wanting to become old fuddy-duddies without having done something recklessly impulsive, they wanted to live life. They wanted to have a story to tell their children and their grandchildren later in life about how they publicly stripped naked on Nude Day. With some convincing, much persuading, a good deal of cajoling, a lot of begging, and plenty of praying, and with his assurance that he'd never let go of her hand, Julie agreed to strip off her clothes for Nude Day and walk around with him in public naked. Naked, naked, naked, Nude Day would be a double dose of daring, sexual excitement for Rob to finally to see the woman of his dreams naked. Naked, naked, naked, not only would Rob see Julie naked but also everyone in their small town would see Julie naked, too. Naked, naked, naked, he couldn't believe she agreed to remove all her clothes. Naked, naked, naked, he couldn't believe he was going to be naked in front of Julie. Naked, naked, naked, he couldn't wait for Nude Day. For a woman, who dressed and undressed in the bathroom with the light off, even when home alone, being nude in public was a first, big step in embracing a soon-to-be married life of sexual contact and intimate, amorous relations, exclusively with her husband, of course, the only man who'd ever touch her sexually in her life. As far as she and Rob knew, the Nude Day event was to break the Guinness Book World's Record of having the most naked people at the same time and in the same place. As far as Julie knew, hidden within and sheltered by thousands of other women, just like her, otherwise embarrassed to be naked in public by herself, she was safe from harm within the huge crowd of naked people. As far as Rob knew, with nothing that he could do about their wandering eyes, excited that so many men would see her naked, at the very least, he'd make sure that the love of his life was safe from harm and from the horny hands of other men, by never letting go of her sweet, little hand. So as not to lose their clothes, those attending the Nude Day event stripped off their clothes in their cars and walked the quarter mile to the field naked and in their bare feet. As they were walking within smaller crowds of people, the walk to the field was more embarrassing than they'd feel being just another naked body within the crowd of thousands. Having to negotiate the pebbles that littered their way, they wouldn't be deemed naked, unless they were shoeless, too. After having made the commitment to strip off their clothes, Rob and Julie didn't want to be disqualified from not being counted as being naked because of a foot ware technicality. Besides, why should they care who saw them naked? In just a few weeks after their upcoming wedding, they were heading to Africa to become missionaries to help the poor, the sick, and the hungry. Merely being without their clothes now was just a prelude to what they were to face as missionaries in poverty stricken Africa. In the Name of Nude Day, a Big Orgy "I can't do this, Rob," said Julie, when it was time for her to strip off her clothes and emerge naked from the car. She sat in Rob's parked car, a Honda Civic, while covering her eyes and turning red, as wave after wave of naked people flowed by their car windows. "I'm so embarrassed and I'd even be more embarrassed, if someone recognized me. I'd be so embarrassed, if someone bumped me and accidentally touched my naked body with their hand or penis. I'd be so embarrassed, if I bumped someone and accidentally touched their naked body with my breasts or hand. This was a dumb idea, Rob. I have no idea what I was thinking that I could do this, but I can't. I can't strip naked. I'm sorry, but I just can't." "The whole town is here, Julie. You can't chicken out now. You'll regret not stripping off your clothes and participating in the Guinness Nude Day most naked people record for the rest of your life. I saw our neighbor, old Mrs. Cutty and our first grade teacher, Miss Platt, walk by the car naked, too. Truly, no one is paying any attention to anyone else. They're all focused on themselves and on breaking the Nude Day Guinness World's Naked record to put our small town on the map. C'mon, don't be a wet blanket," said Rob beginning to strip naked. "If you don't do this, you'll regret your fear of stripping naked for the rest of your life." Staring at him with great, albeit controlled sexually interest, she watched Rob remove his shirt, shoes, pants, and underwear. As soon as his cock was so exposed to her eyes, for the first time in more than five long, sexually frustrating years that they've been together, his cock grew, as it hardened under the intensely curious stare of her eyes. Afraid to touch it, yet continuing to stare at it, she couldn't take her eyes off of his enormous prick. "Touch me," he said reaching out for her hand and placing it on his engorged cock. "It's so big, Rob," she said looking up at him, before looking back down at his cock and finally reaching out her hand to touch him and hold him. "It feels so hard. I had no idea. Your penis is the only one I've ever seen and touched." "Okay, okay, that's enough, Julie. I swear to God, if you stroked me just once, I'd prematurely ejaculate all over your hand." "Sorry, Rob," she said putting her hand to the top of her chest, as if she was about to faint from sheer sexual excitement. "Now, it's your turn to strip naked, Julie. It's your turn to show me your beautiful body. I can't wait to see your tits, your ass, and your pussy," he said, as if he was a convicted criminal just released, after spending years of solitary confinement in jail. "I'll strip naked, so long as you stop talk like that, Rob," said Julie. "You're making me very uncomfortable." "I'm sorry, Julie," said Rob. "Okay, here goes," she said. Cowering in the car, turning more to Rob and away from the car windows, she unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her deep line of cleavage and bra to her fiancé. Then, she shimmied down her pants to expose her bikini panties to him. Sitting there in the hot car in her panty and bra, with it even getting hotter under Rob's heated stare of lustful sexual desire, she reached her hands behind her and unhooked her bra. Giving him a personal striptease show, slowly removing one bra strap at a time, before removing her bra cups from her breasts, she sat upright with her chest out to show Rob her tits, while looking in his eyes. She cowered and covered herself, when a passerby whistled his appreciation of her magnificent boobs. "You have beautiful breasts, Julie," said Rob unable to remove his eyes from them. "May I touch them?" "Yes, you may," she said puffing out her chest more, while watching him touch, feel, fondle, and caress her breasts, before running his horny palm across her hardening nipples. "Please don't touch my nipples, Rob," she said cowering again and folding her arms across her breasts. "I swear to God, if you dare to finger my nipples, I'd suck your cock." "Suck my cock?" Rob couldn't believe what he heard. Tempted to finger, pull, twist, and turn her nipples, while filled with the image of Julie sucking his prick and him cumming in her warm, wet mouth, it took all the self-control he had to respect her wishes and not touch her nipples. "Julie, where did you learn such a thing?" "I've been reading about what married couples are expected to do on their Honeymoon. I may be a virgin, Rob, but I'm not a prude. When we're not trying to make babies, I plan on doing my wifely duties and giving you plenty of blowjobs or is it suck jobs?" "Blowjobs, honey," he said, while trying to erase the image of his hard, hairy cock buried in her beautiful, virginal mouth. "Oh, my God, Julie. I can't wait for our Honeymoon," he said watching Julie roll down her bikini panty and exposed her blonde, trimmed pussy to him. "May I touch you?" "Okay," she said spreading her legs a little to accommodate his horny hand. He reached over and cupped her pussy, before inserting his long, thick, stiff index finger. "My God, Julie, you're already so wet." "Okay, that's enough of that, Rob, until after we're married," she said turning bright red. "I swear to God, if you fucked me any deeper with your long, stiff, hairy finger, I'd have an orgasm." "Yeah, we should go now with the rest of the crowd." "If we stay in this car any longer, we'll get in trouble," she said leaning over to him to give him a long, wet kiss, while fondling his big prick and with him feeling her C cup breasts and fingering her hardening nipples. "Okay, okay, that's enough, let's go," she said. "Don't forget to stay with me," he said taking her hand in his, as soon as they alighted from the car. "Whatever you do, don't let go of my hand, Julie, not even for a second. With so many people here, I'd never find you again, if we separated." "I'll be right by your side, sweetie," said Julie giving her fiancé a squeeze. "Look at all these naked people. I can't believe that I'm really part of this. Look there's my mom and my dad standing with your mom and dad. Gees, my Dad has an erection." "Eww. So doesn't my Dad have an erection, too. Quick, go this way, Rob. Just as I'd be so embarrassed to see your Dad and my father naked, I'd be so embarrassed for my Dad and your father to see me naked," said Julie. After reluctantly stripping off her clothes and emerging from the hot vehicle to the warm sunshine naked, this was the her first time being naked not only in front of Rob but also naked in public. Never having been outside naked before, she had never been to a nude beach. She didn't even lie out in the sun topless or even so much as unhook her bra not to get tan lines. Now here she was walking around in her birthday suit. At first she felt, as if everyone was staring at her. Then, when she realized that everyone was naked, too, she started feeling less nervous and more comfortable being outside wearing just her skin. After a while, she forgot about being naked. After a while, she was having a fun time, the most fun she ever had being naked and without having sex. Only, unfortunately, unbeknownst to Rob and Julie, there were two different Nude Day events happening simultaneously. The first event was the original event, the official Nude Day Guinness World Record gathering for the most naked people, the one that Rob and Julie thought they were attending. The second event was the official Nude Day Guinness World Record gathering for the largest sexual orgy sponsored by the Swingers' Alternative Lifestyle Organization of Las Vegas. Once the swingers made their Nude Day orgy event known to those attending the Nude Day naked gathering, superseded by human sexual desire and reckless perversion, of course, the Nude Day Guinness World Record gathering for the largest sexual orgy took precedence over the Nude Day Guinness World Record gathering for the most naked people. As no one showed up for the naked people event and being that everyone was there and ready to participate in the orgy, for the largest Nude Day sexual orgy event, the Nude Day for the most naked people event was cancelled. "Unbelievable. Go figure," said one elderly park bench man to the other, who were there attending the orgy event. "Why they had both events on the same day and at the same place is dumb." "Gees," said the other man laughing, "what are the odds that the Nude Day naked event would be cancelled in favor of the Nude Day orgy event? Give me sex to nudity any day," he said with a laugh. "How dumb can they be thinking that anyone, who was already naked, would not want to participate in a world record sexual orgy? Oh, I gotta go. I just saw my healthcare aide. After flashing her my cock for years, I've always wanted to have her blow me and now I can legally stick my cock in her mouth without any repercussions and fears of being arrested for rape." After reading this far and suffering through so much necessary narrative to develop Rob and Julie's characters, trust me and bear with me for just a bit longer because here comes the good part. If I wasn't writing this myself and if this wasn't a true story, I'd never believe what was about to befall upon our heroine, Julie, and our hero, Rob. Why does something so bad always happen to someone so good? It's not fair. I don't understand. Life doesn't make any sense. Is there no God? Oh, the insanity of it all. Yet, just as in all my stories, there's always a happy ending. Enjoy. Ah, only the good die young and, but for the 1,000 virgins that the terrorist imagine they're dying for in their Jihad, there's really no such thing as a virgin and if there is such a thing as virgins, they should be banned from reading this story. "Virgins! Be gone with you. This story is not for you. This story is for those who enjoy sex, especially those who enjoy sex with a multitude of other people than their spouses, significant others, and themselves." Somehow along the way, perhaps to sneeze, scratch an itch, or to swat at an insect, Rob let go of Julie's hand for only a moment. As if lost in a great wave of a tsunami, with tens of thousands of naked people in attendance wearing nothing but their smiles to allow Rob to recognize her in the crowd of flesh colored skin, Julie was whisked off in one direction and Rob was swept away in the other. It all happened so fast that there was no time to see where one and the other went. Swallowed up, with thousands of people there to experience a Nude Day world record sexual orgy than there'd be to watch a baseball game, the young, virginal couple just disappeared in the huge crowd. Perhaps because of who was there, mostly old, overweight, perversely desperate, horny Caucasian men, the sexual orgy was slow to begin but caught fire, once it started. As the word spread through the crowd that the Nude Day naked event was cancelled in preference to the Nude Day sexual orgy, more people gathered to experience their perversion of having group sex with strangers. The sun, along with their sexual desire to have sex with lots of naked people heated up everyone's libido in the way of a flash forest fire burning every tree in sight. Then, as the word spread that Rob and Julie were naked and attending the Nude Day orgy, too, as if they were their coup d'état, the crowd grew in a frenzy looking for the virginal couple. By the time the word spread to Rob and to Julie that they were attending the Nude Day orgy event and not the Nude Day naked event, alas, it was too late to save them. Having already swallowed them, there was just no way the crowd of people would make a path to release them. After saving themselves and abstaining from sex for all the wrong reasons, for their religion and for God, they were doomed by the Devil to experience a real, live, modern day Caligula. God help them. "C'mon, tell me and be honest, don't you just love a story with a happy ending? I do. A couple that good were just annoying, anyway. Seriously, this couple could have been Mother Teresa's children. Hmm, then, they would have been brother and sister. Now, that would have made for a good story, a brother and sister having sex. I wonder if that was ever written before? No mater, it's about time that Julie experienced a mega cream pie facial and Rob was attacked by a bevy of naked, obese, middle-aged, frustrated women, don't you think? After reading about how sickening sweet these two virgins are, wouldn't you just love to see them deflowered by a mob of naked people?" Just as every women and some men wanted to have sex with Rob, every man and some women wanted to have sex with Julie. As if Julie was Lara Logan reporting from Egypt, surrounded by a huge crowd of naked, sexually excited men, she didn't walk more than twenty feet, before she was grabbed from behind and forced to her knees. Never had she seen so many erect cocks pulsating at eye level. "Oh, the inhumanity of it all. Someone save the poor girl, that is, after she blows me, too." Being that she was already and conveniently naked, hands touched, felt, groped, fondled, and caressed her everywhere, where no virginal woman should ever be touched, felt, groped, fondled, and caressed. Her screams of horror were silenced by the huge crowd of men waiting for their turn to stick their cocks in any available orifice of Julie's poor, virginal body. A virgin no more, a woman of the world now, having sex with nearly more men than Kim Kardashian, being fucked and forced to suck, she succumbed to the lust of the horny crowd, who were there hoping to break the Guinness Book World Record for the most people having sex at the same time. Only, this crowd was intent on breaking the Guinness Book World Record for the most men having sex with one woman, namely (gulp) Julie, the poor thing. "Someone save the poor girl," I said to myself silently, before sticking my cock in her mouth, too. If only she hadn't attended. If only they hadn't cancelled the Nude Day record for the most naked people and replaced it with the Nude Day record for the most people having sex. If only she had hadn't stripped naked. If only she had stayed in the car. If only she wasn't so beautiful and sexy. "Look! There's Julie! Get her! Fuck her!" Homeless men from the shelter were the first ones to spot her and grab her. Having always wanted to get their dirty hands on her, they were the first ones to have sex with her. Pushing her to the ground, one by one, they all mounted her and had their wicked way with her, with all of them cumming in her pussy. Fortunately for her, in anticipation of her marriage, she had just started using birth control. Just as I can only imagine her pain, I can only imagine their pleasure. As soon as the homeless men were done with her, she wandered aimlessly through the crowd of naked men trying to break free to find her true love, Rob. "Rob? Rob? Where are you?" "Look! There's Julie! Get her! Fuck her!" The elderly residents and employees from the nursing home did the dirty, nasty deed with her, too. Jim, a spry 78-year-old, while Julie was still lying on her back on the ground dazed by being gangbanged by a dozen homeless men, sat on Julie's chest and forced his cock in her mouth. The first of many men that day to receive a blowjob from Julie, his friend Walter, a still active, 81-year-old, parked himself between her legs to lick her pussy. "What are you doing down there, Walter?" Jim looked behind him, while Julie was blowing him. "Why don't you fuck her? Can't you get it up anymore?" "Just because I can't cut the mustard, Jim, doesn't mean that I still can't lick the jar." Finally breaking free from the elderly men, Julie continued her search for Rob. "Rob! Rob! Where are you? Rob! Rob!" "Look! There's Julie! Grab her!" A few dozen men, who barely could speak English, students of hers that she had successfully taught to read and write enough English to pass their citizenship exam, didn't need to know English to know where to stick their cocks. "Julie! Julie! Julie!" As if that was the only word they could understandably say in English they all chanted her name, while making love to this big breasted, blonde, blue-eyed, beautiful, American woman. Lifting her off the ground and bending her over, as if they were fucking America, one by one, they all fucked her up the ass from behind, while forcing her to blow them from the front. Too horrible to even watch, I covered my eyes with my splayed fingered hands, while setting up my video camera to record all the action to watch later in the privacy of my home, if you know what I mean. Finally breaking away from her English as a second language American citizenship students, she wandered through the throng of naked men. "Rob! Rob! Where are you, my darling? Rob! Rob!" "Look! There's sister Julie. Let's get her!" Her Bible students, not afraid to take sloppy dozens, penetrated her in her holiest of holy holes, her mouth, her ass, and her pussy. Accustomed to seeing Julie on her knees praying, never have they had so much pleasure in seeing Julie on her knees sucking. "Thank you, God, for giving us Julie," said one Bible student. "Suck my cock, Julie," said another student of the Bible. "Fuck me, Julie," said another holy book practitioner. Once again, after Julie had ended her religious experience with her students of God, she pushed her way through the mass of naked men. "Rob! Rob! Wherefore art thou, Rob?" "Look! There's Julie! Get her!" Starbucks' customers after Starbucks' customers, men who lusted over her every morning for months, while she served them hot lattes gave her their own sexual version of a hot, facial lattes. Lining up in a single file line, as if they were waiting to order their cappuccinos, instead of having sex with Julie, they couldn't wait to cum all over her face, her hair, and her naked chest. Never has any woman, even a Japanese woman being given a session of Bukkake, had more cum ejaculated over every exposed inch of her naked body. Finally done with her orgy of Starbucks customers, she broke away again. "Rob! Rob! Where the fuck are you?" Trying to make her way out of the crowd of horny men, who hoped to break the record for the biggest sexual orgy, being groped by hundreds of horny men, losing count of how many men she fucked and sucked, she was soon drained of her energy and her innocence. Now willing to do anyone, just to get the experience over with and get away to find Rob, she relinquished control of her body to any man who wanted her. And they all wanted her. "Look," said the mailman. "It's Julie," said the UPS man. "Let's get her," said her doctor and dentist at the same time. Her first threesome, was with her mailman, who bent her over and fucked her like a dog, while the UPS man forced her to blow him, by pulling hard on her long, blonde hair and filling her mouth with all of him, when she screamed. Patiently waiting their turns, as if sitting in their own waiting rooms, while waiting for the doctor to see them, one by one, from her doctor to her dentist, to her hairstylist, to her Bible school professor, even grouchy old Mr. Jennings had his cock sucked by Julie. Nearly every man in town had their wicked way with Julie's beautiful body and no longer virginal mouth. So sore from being fucked up the ass, so very many times, never had she swallowed as much protein. "Rob! Rob!" After every man was done with her, she continued her search for Rob. "Rob! Rob!" Finally, thank God, to the rescue, Julie's father and future father pulled her from out of the huge crowd of naked men. "Julie! Are you okay? Oh, my God, you have cum over every square inch of your beautiful, naked body," said her father. "You poor, poor dear," said her future father, holding her up by cupping her breasts. In the Name of Nude Day, a Big Orgy With her eyes covered with cum, Julie looked up at without recognizing him. "I'll suck and fuck you, if you help me find my Rob," she said to her own father, not realizing that he was her Dad. "Julie, it's me. You're Dad. I'm with Rob's father." Both men leered at Julie's naked body, as if she was the only naked woman there. "I'll fuck and suck the both of you, if you help me find my Rob," she said dazed and disoriented. "Okay," said her father. "I'll help you find, Rob," he said sticking his cock in his daughter's mouth. "Okay," said Rob's father. "I'll help you find, Rob," he said bending her over and fucking her like a dog. Then, both men switch, with Julie's Dad fucking his daughter and Julie blowing her future father. "Oh, Daddy," she groaned, while fucking her father. "I love you, Daddy." Rob wasn't fairing much better either. As if he was a Chippendale shipwrecked on an deserted island of sexually frustrated women, from Sue Ellen, the big bloomer girl, to Mary Beth, the town slut, to Miss Anderson, the town drunk, to Mrs. Morrison, the town cougar, every woman in town, whether married or single, including Mrs. Jennings had their wicked way with Rob by either having him fuck them or by sitting on his face and not allowing him to move, unless and until he licked their pussies to orgasmic pleasure. "Fuck me, Rob," said Sue Ellen, the big bloomer girl, as she mounted him and filled her pussy with his erect cock. "I want to do everything to you, Rob," said Mary Beth, the town slut, attacking his body, in the way so many men have manhandled her and were now attacking Julie. "I want to blow you, Rob," said Miss Anderson, the town drunk. "Cum in my mouth, Rob. I want to swallow you," she said sucking him, while stroking him, until he exploded all that he had to give in her mouth. "There you are," said Mrs. Jennings from the hardware store. She pushed Rob to the ground and pinning him down by sitting on his shoulders, she stuck her pussy in his face. "Eat me! Lick me," she said pulling his head up by his hair. "Fuck my hole with your fingers. Make me cum." She wouldn't let him go, until he sexually satisfied her with his mouth, tongue, and fingers. "Purrrfect," said Mrs. Morrison the town cougar. "Having sex with someone so young makes me feel young, too." Finally safe from harm, Rob's mother and future mother found Rob standing alone and dazed. "There's Rob. Let's get him. I always wanted to have sex with my son," said Rob's mother. "And I always wanted to have sex with your son, too, my future son," said Julie's mother. Forcing Rob to lick their pussies, while Rob licked his mother's pussy, Julie's mother sucked his cock. Then they switched with Rob's mother sucking his cock and Julie's mother forcing Rob to eat her cunt. Not letting go of him, until they were done with him, Rob's mother mounted her son and fucked him. Then, it was Julie's mother's turn to have sex with Rob. "Oh, mother," he moaned. "I love you, Mommy." Finally, with everyone exhausted and sexually satisfied, when the Nude Day orgy was just about over, Julie forcibly struggled to separate herself from the huge mass of leftover men. When the horny women in the crowd found other men to fuck and lick them, Rob escaped and made his way to Julie, too. "Rob!" "Julie!" Then, when they saw one another from the distance, just as they were about to embrace, running towards one another, as if in a remake of an Irish Spring, soap commercial of old, and as if Rob was the sailor kissing the nurse in Times Square on V-J Day, a multitude of cameras flashed all at the same time to capture their photos for eternity. After looking for her throughout the whole event and finally finding her, saddened that she was so violated and no longer innocent, with true love conquering all, he was just glad that she was alive. Finally, after Julie had fucked and sucked so many men and after Rob had fucked and licked so many women, while so many men licked her and so many women sucked him, he was ready to have sex with Julie. He mounted Julie and nearly falling asleep, while on her, they reluctantly humped one another without any emotion and feeling. Disgusted and disgraced, they slowly made their way back to their car. With Rob awash in pussy juices and Julie dripping with cum from her hair to in between her toes, they were a sorry, albeit sexy sight to behold. No longer virgins abstaining from sex, named the King and the Queen of the Nude Day Guinness World Record Orgy, Julie and Rob were estimated to having had some type of sexual contact with more than a thousand people a piece. "King Rob and Queen Julie of the Guinness World Record Nude Day orgy embraced and kissed, after having had sex with hundreds of people each," reported the newswires, newspapers, and televised announcements of the Nude Day Guinness Book of World Records being broken for the most people having sex at the same time. Hugely and singlehandedly responsible for helping to break the world's biggest orgy record, Julie and Rob were spotlighted as the most sensual and sexual couple in the world. Every newspaper from Boston to Bangladesh carried their naked photo embracing and kissing. They were famous and along with fame came fortune. Making the talk show rounds from Leno to O'Brien to Letterman to Ellen, they made personal appearances on every news magazine show, while naked, of course. A hot commodity, the offers poured in so fast that they needed to hire a secretary, a press agent, and a talent agent. With a book deal and a movie deal in the works, forget about going to Africa as missionaries, never being poor again, they bought a big house in Santa Barbara, where Kevin Costner and Oprah lives. Unfortunately, after going through the motions of the wedding ceremony, ala Kim Kardashian, their marriage only lasted a few weeks. After having sex with so many people, Julie and Rob couldn't commit to just one person. Now they needed an army of men and a crowd of women to satisfy their every sexual want and desire. Realizing their pickings for lovers were slim, at best, they jointly operated a whorehouse in Las Vegas. Hiring a staff of male and female sexy and sexual entertainers, Rob took care of the woman and Julie took care of the men. Now with a story to tell their grandchildren, should they ever get married again and have children of their own, they'll never look at Nude Day the same way ever again. THE END This is an Nude Day contest story. 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