What would it be like -

by Vanessa Sir Arthur John Evans

writer's note of hand

This storey is a preliminary to the story ‘ My Boyfriend Tells Me to Get Naked in Public ’, however it can also be read as a standalone story.

Intro

I consider myself to be your reasonably fair young girl, my gens is Jenna and I am 18 years old, 4 human foot 10 in magniloquent with foresightful, blonde hair. I'm skinny and have a 32AA-23-30 human body with my little bosom high up on my chest.

I have recently left college, got a job and moved out of the mob rest home and now percentage an apartment with 2 other unmarried young people, 1 guy and 1 girl.



The thing is, I have tons of erotic thought process, all of them around me being raw. I've got a sort of mental ‘ bucket list'and the bucketful is in 2 sections, those that I still want to try sometime and those that I have done but would like to do again. The listing isn't in any fussy decree other than the accomplished one are number 1 but even those didn't happen in the order that they are written.

1. To be stripped naked and exposed to lashings of people - Completed.

I think that this was the incident that really started me thinking these thoughts.

When I was in college I was in the girls hockey team and we competed in a county wide competition, travelling on a bus to the ‘ away'biz. We had just finished a game at a college on the other incline of the county and had just arrived back in the changing elbow room to lavish and get ready to need the bus home when one of the young lady announced that it was my 18th natal day that day.

After a few congratulations some of the fille gathered around me and the captain told everyone that there was a tradition that took property whenever a extremity of the squad played in a contention plot on her natal day. She said that the natal day young lady had to be stripped au naturel then there would be a surprise for her.

wellspring all the team cartoon strip and shower so that was no big deal, but when I'd finished my shower the master, Madonna, told me to last out naked whilst the rest of the team got dressed.

No big tidy sum so far, but I was a little curious as to why I couldn't put my clothes on.

Then I found out. Mary, told 4 missy to grab an arm or a leg and rear me into the air.

"They're going to give me the naked bumps."I thought, but no.

Once I was up in the air Mary told the girls to comport me and conform to her. The bitch had them carry me to the men's changing room and then the men's shower bath where the local men's team had just finished their game and about of them were in the shower.

Oh my gawd, I had never seen naked men before, and never been seen naked by men before. I was sooo embarrassed at being put down onto my feet and held with my mitt behind my book binding by my team spouse so that my tiny tits and little land strip were on show to all the guy cable to see.

They held me there as the guys surrounded us then let my squad mates out. They ran out of the men's changing elbow room giggling as I pleaded with the naked guys to let me go. I had mental visions of me being raped and gang raped, but the guy cable never touched my tits or pussy. The just kept changing position with each other so that they could wind up their rain shower, keeping me surrounded all the time.

When the showers were over they shuffled me into the changing area and took it in turns to keep me there until they were all dressed leaving me the only defenseless person there.

Then, still surrounding me, they shuffled me alfresco and to the bus to pack us all back to our college.

The bus number one wood just smiled at me as I got on and he saw that I was naked. All the female child cheered as I hurried to take a backside with the girls.

They wouldn't tell me where my clothes were, or lend me anything to cover myself right until we got back to our college. Then Mary gave me my dress and told me that I could get dressed. As they all filed off the coach, each of the girl kissed my face cheeks and wished me a happy birthday.

I was the survive to leave the autobus and the number one wood wished me a happy birthday as well.

The thing was, during a quiet moment of the journeying I realised that I was quite aroused by the whole experience. I so wanted to make myself cum but there was no way that I was going feeling myself on that motorcoach. I waited until I got home and in the refuge of my room.

2. To not fall apart knickerbockers under a really shortly chick to a place where there was a reasonable prospect that people would see up my annulus - Completed.

The first meter that I did this was on my net holiday with my parents. We went to a seaside townspeople for a week that turned out to be one of the unspoiled ( weather wise ) of the year.

Sir Walter Scott ( my brother who is only a class youthful than me ) and I had to share a counterpart room with him. This often happened and was never a problem, apart from him farting, as we always got changed in the bathroom

Whilst I was getting ready to go out on the irregular evening, Sir Walter Scott suddenly said,

"Are you going out like that Jenna ?"

"Yes, why ?"

"But you haven't got any knickers on."

"How do you do it, and so what ?"

"You bent over to unplug your hairdryer and I saw your pussy ; and citizenry might see up that scant skirt."

"You shouldn't be looking, you're my brother, and I don't intend to bow over when we're out."

Well that was my intention, and after my mother gave me some brokenheartedness for wearing such a poor annulus, my parents decided that Robert Scott and I would go to the funfair for a couple of hours then suffer them in a big pub where we were going to get something to eat later.

I didn't think anything of it when Scott decided that he wanted to go on the roller coaster and we got the tickets and went to the entrance. It was only when the attendant ushered us into the hindquarters and lifted the refuge barriers that I realised that he could see my twat because one persona of the barrier came up between our legs so I couldn't go on them closed.

My face was shiny red as the accompaniment fastened the bar and looked at my face. Talk about obstruct, I just wanted to go and conceal somewhere.

As the drive started I soon felt the air rushing passed my uncovered pussy and it started feeling goodness. By the end of the ride I just wanted to go again and was for certain that if I did, I would have an orgasm even though my younger Brother was sat adjacent to me.

Unfortunately, Scott had had enough and we wandered on, stopping at the pinball machines.

"Bet I can get the high score ?"Scott said.

"I'll thrash you bro."I said, then climbed on the measure so that I could play.

It was only after I had thrashed Scott that we moved on and Scott said,

"You do realise that those guys watching you from behind were actually looking up your bird don't you ?"

"Don't be silly, they were only watching me thrash you at pinball."

"Whatever."Scott replied.

As we continued walking around I wondered if those Guy had been looking at my pussycat. I got all tingly and wet thinking about it.

I managed to get away with wearing that doll for nearly of the eternal sleep of the holiday without my parents realising that I wasn't wearing any knickers and I really enjoyed the experience.

3. To be a nude mannikin for an art class - Completed.

Shortly after I moved out of the kinfolk home to live in a shared apartment in another city, I saw an advert for a nude painting art mannequin and jumped at the chance. When I phoned about the job the woman asked me if I'd done any nude modelling before. When I admitted that I hadn't I added that I really needed the money and was prepared to try it, the cleaning lady suggested that I go along to the studio apartment and have a looking around. I did, then asked about how many people I would have to baffle in front of.

"You're really spooky about this aren't you ?"

"Yes I am, but I really want to do it."

"How about you pose for just 1 person to start up with ?"She asked.

"I guess that would be a good start."

"Well I have an artist coming over in 15 minute, how about you pose for a couple of sketch to see what it's like ?"

"I guess so ; I probably won't freak out in front of just 1 person whereas 6 or 7 people might just defecate me run away."

"Okay, hang around, have a look through all the scholarly person draught. I'll let you know when we are ready for you."

I was in the stock elbow room when the woman came to state me that they were ready for me.

"Where do I study my clothes off ?"I asked.

"The modeling usually go behind the blind in the studio apartment but you can disrobe in here if you like, just come through when you are ready."

I stood there for a few seconds, shaking and realising that I was actually going to get naked in front of an artist and the studio manager. That was not what I expected when I left home that day. As I stripped I realised that my mamilla were rock arduous and tingling. The tingling felt as though it was linked to my dripping pussycat that was also tingling like hell.

I opened the threshold and stepped out. Then I got a bit of a shock. For some rationality I was expecting the creative person to be a middle-aged womanhood but it wasn't, it was a precious young man who didn't look to be practically older than I was.

My heart started pounding and I'm sure that my kitty-cat was literally dripping as I walked over to the man.

"Hi, I'm Zack, you must be Jenna, thank you so much for modelling for me. I hear that this is your number 1 prison term, try and relax and be yourself, there's no right or incorrect matter for you to do or finger. I'll direct you into the pose that I want then just guess that you are here on your own."

"Easier said than done."I replied,"but I'll try."

"That's all that I ask. Okay Jenna, let's get started, please can you sit in that chair ?"

I did.

"goodness, now can you shuffle your butt to the front bound of the hot seat and lay back. Then can you act and await as if you are totally drained please ?"

I did, and let my arms knack over the arms of the professorship and my knees fall slightly apart.

"Good, good, a little more sap and couldn't care less expression please."

I did, and after more than congratulations I was told to ride out like I was. It was only after a couple of minutes that I realised that my knees had drifted further apart and that Zack could see every item of my twat. He kept looking up at me and I was convinced that he was looking at my pussy each time that he looked up.

The Sir Thomas More that I thought about it the more that I got aroused and the more that I got embarrassed. I was torn between closing my genu, standing up and going and getting dressed, and spreading my human knee some more, expecting Zack to be able to see even more of my puss, if that was possible.

Anyway, I was just about to pass around my knee joint some more when Zack said,

"Good, thank you Jenna, would you like to come and look at the sketch ?"

"That was quick."I said as I got to my feet.

"Sorry, there's usually a robe for the manakin to wear but I can't see it anywhere."

"That's okay."I replied then realised that I was walking over to look at his study and I was still totally naked.

I blushed, but at the same prison term a dash of electricity went from my pussy to my mamilla and I felt my slit get even wetter.

I stood adjacent to Zack and told him that the sketch was amaze, and it was. I could easily recognise my grimace but when I looked down to the drawing off of my pussy I blushed even more. Oh my gawd, he'd drawn every petty curve and even my vagina entree which looked to be open. I wanted to put my hand to my pussy to check if it actually was undefendable, but I managed to resist that urge.

Then I looked up the sketch a little then said,

"You haven't drawn my fiddling landing strip."

"No, I think that pubic hair's-breadth is ugly so my sketches never show any."

"okey, no problem."I replied and wondered if I should knock off it off.

"So you like it Jenna ? Would you like to pose for another, if you have the time that is ?"

"Err yes, why not. I never expected to be naked today, but hey, I guess that it will help oneself me when I have to pose in front of a whole class of wan na be artists."

"Yes Jenna, I could see your level of nervousness decreasing as you posed but there was still some there when I was finished."

"How on earth could you tell that ?"

"An creative person bit lots of little particular that your average out person misses."

"wellspring you correctly picked up on that. Don't worry, I left those details off the sketch."

"Thank you Zack, okay, I'm well-chosen to perplex for another one, how do you need me to lay ?"

"well, I was thinking that you could posture for a genitals only sketch. Now before you start to panic I was thinking that if you can cope with posing for a sketch like that you will easily cope with a class of scholarly person artists looking at you."

As Zack was saying all that I was starting to panic, my heart was racing but my kitty was gushing and my tit and clit were throbbing.

Zack had stopped talking but I was still tacit. I was trying to resolve if I should run away or do it. My brain was torn between the 2 choice but I realised that my soundbox wanted to do it. After what seemed like an eternity, but was probably less than a minute, I quietly replied,

"I'll do it."

"Good on you Jenna, it will promote your sureness no end. Now, when you are prepare can you get on your backrest on the floor with your feet facing me."

I had to thrust my feet to move and I slowly got down and lay as instructed.

"trade good Jenna, now can you lift your legs right up then pull them back so that your substructure are near your promontory ?"

I did and felt so exposed.

"well done Jenna, now please apply your ankle with your hands and push your understructure as all-encompassing apart as you can ?"

I thought that my gist was going to explode out of my chest. I could feel my facial expression burning and as I looking down my body I could see that my nipples were the hardest and biggest that I have ever seen them. Looking further down I could see my throbbing clitoris poking out from its cap and my whole labia was swollen and wetter than I had ever seen it.

Not only did I want to die, I wanted to cum as well.

"OMG, how could I expose myself to a man, a man that I'd only just met, like I was doing ?"I thought,"and why is my body enjoying it so much ?"

I couldn't answer my mentation and I just lay there wishing that I could get up and run home or wither up and dissolve into the carpet, but also wishing that I could stay like that for ever.

I had to lay like that for hours, or was it just a few minutes, before I finally heard Zack say,

"Nearly done Jenna, just a few irregular more."

My consistency must birth registered that I was about to get up and it decided that it had one more humiliation for me and I started to orgasm.

I tried, but couldn't contain the need to holler out and for my body to dork and my kitty convulse as it tried to imbibe in the phallus that wasn't there. My hands gripped my ankles so hard that my men started to spite but at the Sami meter my arm pushed my ankle as wide as they could go.

When I was able to verbalise coherently I started to rationalize to Zack but got stopped quite soon.

"No, no Jenna, you have nothing to apologise for. It was a beautiful sight. You are not the first girl to possess an sexual climax whilst posing for me and I doubt that you will be the finish. An orgasm is one of a charwoman's most wonderful social occasion and I wish that I could find a womanhood who could orgasm over and over for long enough for me to appropriate the epitome on canvas. Just stay there for a few more mo then you can come and wait at my work."

I lay there, my twinkling slowly reducing to sub 1,000 beats per minute. well that's what it felt corresponding. Finally, Zack said that he was done and I released the iron handgrip that my hands had on my ankles and my stage slowly went down to the carpet.

I lay there spread eagled for a few seconds before getting to my ft and walking over to Zack. I gasped when I first saw the sketch. OMG, Zack had captured a scene that I had never seen before.

Every nook and cranny of my pussy was there, every bit of my juice were there, the interior of the entrance to my vagina were there, my button was there ; and moving up my body my tilt tough mamilla were there, my fount was there with its facial expression of horror and joy were there.

I just stood there with my mouthpiece and oculus broad open for years before finally saying,

"That's awful Zack, totally awesome. How the hell do you do that ? It's me, definitely me, but at the Lapp metre it isn't the me that I know. Do I really look like that ?"

"Yes Jenna, that is you, the very beautiful you and your orgasm gave me the final touch to add. This sketch will be worth a fortune."

"You're going to deal it ?"

"I sell all my art Jenna, it's the way that I make a living."

"But …… okay, I guess that I understand, but it's me. I want to keep that image forever."

"You can take a photo of it if you like. Hang on, I'll just sign of the zodiac it first."

I turned and almost ran to the store room to get my earpiece. When I returned I saw the smiling Zack spotter me approach him. I quickly took about 4 photograph of the resume of my snatch then Zack said,

"Would you like me to hire some photo of you stood next to the sketch, and maybe in the Saami affectation ?"

"Would you ? Yes please, that would be wonderful."

I stood there in all my naked halo as Zack took some photo of me looking at the sketch of my pussy. As I stood there Zack said,

"See Jenna, your embarrassment has gone, you'll do just fine when you are in the front of a socio-economic class of students."

I suddenly realised that I was no longer embarrassed. I was totally naked in movement of this man and about to get back into the mannerism that would have mortified me just a few hour ago, and embarrassment was the terminal thing on my mind. I was as horny as hell but not embarrassed.

I thought the Lapplander as I lay on the flooring holding my ankles as far apart as I could again. My pussycat didn't feel quite as wet as it had before but if Zack had been my lover I would have told him to fuck me right there and then.

Instead, I smiled as Zack took exposure after photo of my spread pussycat with my throbbing clit poking up in the air, my still rock toilsome and throbbing pap standing on what looked like a very flat dresser and my smiling face. Yes, I was loving every second of it.

All too soon it was over and I was stood next to Zack as he scrolled through the photo in my gallery, stopping to 2 finger zoom in and out when he wanted me to see my pussy in more particular. I wasn't at all embarrassed as he zoomed in on my clear vaginal entrance, in fact I commented on how wet I was.

"It's perfectly natural to be that wet."Zack said.

Without the fragile hint of embarrassment I replied,

"Yes, I've got used to being wet nearly all the time."

When Zack had shown me the last photo he told me that I needed to copy the photos to somewhere condom so that if I lost my phone I still had them ; then he got out his pocketbook and gave me £40.

"What's this for ?"I asked.

"For posing for me. My models always get paid, it's their feeler share of the money that I'll get when I sell the picture or sketches."

"Oh, thank you. You know that when I arrived her I thought it was just for an interview, and here I am £40 better off and looking forward to standing naked in figurehead of a family of wannabes."

"And you're still naked."

"Oh gosh, I'd better go and get dressed."

I took my phone and went to the shop room.

I picked up my thong and put one foot in it then decided that I needed to wipe my twat. I mentally went through what I had with me and what I could see around the room then decided that all I had was the thong.

Stepping out of it I then used it to wipe up as much of my juices as I could. The thong was nowhere near big enough so I did what I could then bedevil it into a wish-wash bin that was near the door.

Commando under my skirt I stepped out of the room and realised that Zack had gone and been replaced by the center aged woman whom I'd met earlier.

"Everything okay Jenna ?"the woman asked.

"Err yes, you probably knew that I was anxious but Zack has knocked that out of me, I'm looking forward to the first base course. Tuesday evening didn't you say.

"Yes, Zack has that effect on immature girl models. Yes, Tuesday at 18:30 please. There should only be about 7or 8 budding artists.

I left the studio to speculate on my day, and to appear forward to Tuesday. When I got on the bus I sat there browsing through the photos and feeling very proud of myself.

4. To wear a diaphanous blouse in public - Completed

This doesn't sound very exciting until you hear that since I left habitation I have hardly ever worn a bra, my tiny tits don't need any musical accompaniment so the don't get any. I read somewhere that breast brawniness are like most early heftiness and if you don't exercise them they will go all diskette, and I never want my piffling tits to go all floppy.

Anyway, I'd bought the blouse one day when I was out shopping and day dreaming about my phantasy and it was a warm Saturday when no one else was at home that I put it on and again felt aroused, I decided to walk to the local anesthetic shops to get some food that I needed.

The rousing increased my sense of adventure and I stepped out onto the street feeling very self-aware but proud of myself. As I started walking down the street I looked down at my pectus and saw 2 very hard and throbbing mamilla pushing against the see-through material.

I proudly walked down the street and when I got to the local anesthetic parking lot I decided to take a detour through the park to enjoy more of the sunshine not realising that there could well be quite a few people there.

It wasn't yearn before I saw a couple walking towards me. I took a deep breathing place, held my head high gear and kept walking. As I got closer I could feel my teat throbbing and my heart hammer. Somehow I managed to restrain going and I saw both the girl and the guy feel at my chest.

"Were my tits too small for them to see ?"I wondered, but the girl smiled and said hello. The guy just grinned.

As I walked on I realised that my pussy was dripping, and my thong felt uncomfortable. Having already got used to going commando on my stopping point vacation with my parents, I looked for somewhere to take the thong off. I soon saw some crotch hair and walked behind them.

Quickly pulling my skirt up and the thong down, I missed seeing 2 girls sunbathing nearby, but they saw me.

"It is a bit warm,"one of them said.

"You go missy,"the other said.

With the thong around my mortise joint I smiled at them as I lifted my human foot out. Picking the thong up I waved it over my head and walked back to the route feeling a lot better and happier.

I soon came across a rubbish bin and dumped the lash wondering if anyone would see it and pack it home. I imagined a teenage boy sniffing it and taking it to masturbate at the intellection of a girl having worn it.

I came across more mass, some of them looking and realising, but almost just walk by without even looking.

Then a group of older teenage son on bike came towards me. As they passed well-nigh of them only gave me a quick glance but 1 of them definitely saw my tits. Just behind me I heard the squeal of bike brakes then the young man shouting,

"Hey guys, get back here."

Before long the boys were riding up and down, going libertine towards me then slowly passed me from behind then starting again.

I was just starting to get annoyed with them when I came across a park bench. I sat on it and got some theme out of my bag to guess to scan them. I also got my sunglasses out so that I could view them watching me. half of me wanting them to just disappear and the other one-half of me wanting then to come closelipped and get a goodness look at my tiny tits.

The boys circled me for a while then one of then got off his motorcycle about 3 m in front of me and sat on the grass staring at me. When the others joined him I got the idea to uncross my stage and open my knees a bit.

My heart was pounding as I started to reproof myself for being so slutty but I couldn't turn back myself. I slid my butt to the front end of the work bench and slowly opened my knees until I was sure as shooting that the son could see my pussy.

I soo wanted to refer my kitty-cat but I knew that I didn't have the courageousness. Then I realised that the boys were commenting on what they could see. It became blatantly obvious that they could see my dripping pussy.

After what seemed like a lifetime of wanting to masturbate for them I chickened out and stood up. Checking that my skirt was covering what it is supposed to, I turned and walked away with 2 mentation on my creative thinker. One, what the hell was I doing, and two, why didn't I masturbate for them.

I didn't think for long as the boys were riding passed me again, calling me a few choice names as they went. They were soon out of sight but some Sir Thomas More hoi polloi were walking towards me.

I held my caput up high and walked right passed them and out of the park.

I turned towards the apartment the realised that when I left home I was heading to the shops. Turning around I headed to the shops.

I was disappointed at the number of multitude that I passed who didn't even look at me, and the number who did take care at me but either didn't see my mamilla or just ignored what they could see. I even wondered if my small nipple and short altitude made them think that I was a untested girl not even worth looking at.

Putting all that to the back of my creative thinker I decided to get on with my shopping and just make believe that I was wearing a thick top. I went into a few shops and browsed around. I went into a teens fashion shop and came across a nice chick that gave me an idea. It's definitely a summertime skirt, short, very light, model cotton plant and very A-line. My thought was that it would be fantabulous to wear on a impractical day and hopefully tacky my bare butt joint and pussy to some mass thus achieving another item from my list.

I took it to the changing room and quickly took my clothes off. I put the wench on and it felt like I just had a slight belt just above my hips. I did a twirl in front man of the mirror and the material rose up and out so that even from where my head was, I could just see my pussy in the mirror. citizenry in front of me would get a majuscule view.

Changing back into my my own wearing apparel I went and browsed until I found a top that was also very light, baggy, low cut and short with just spaghetti straps stopping it from falling down. slaked that it had potential, I took it to the changing elbow room, stripped and put on the new skirt and the new top on. I pulled the top down as far as it would got and saw that I had about 15 centimeter of flesh showing.

Doing another twirl I smiled at what I could see and noted that the shoulder strap on the top were in tangible danger of slipping off my shoulder. I decided to to go out of the cubicle and smell at myself in the mirror at the early end of the changing room to get a ‘ distant'look at myself.

I did another twirl and was satisfied that anyone Sir Thomas More than a couple of cadence from me would get a heavy persuasion if / when the skirt blew up.

I was so in use looking at the chick that I hadn't realised that one of the shoulder strap of the top was down near my cubital joint and an erstwhile man with a youth lady friend walking in gave me a risible tone as he looked at my chest.

I looked down and saw my queer correctly tit.

"Oops, sorry."I said and quickly pulled the top back into its proper place.

Back in the cubicle I took the new dress off and looked at myself in the mirror. I liked what I saw and started dreaming about the wench blowing up while I was out in public. Before I knew it, my in good order deal was rubbing my pussy. When I realised what I was doing I stopped, said"no, not here,"and got dressed.

I was a felicitous girlfriend as I went and paid for the items and left.

I had some food items to get so I went to the supermarket before heading home the direct route. On the way I wondered how foresightful it would be before it was a quick, long-winded day and I could go out and complete another experience on my list.



5. To endure a short, floaty skirt with no bloomers on a windy day - Completed.

I didn't have to waitress long. It was on a populace holiday when I got up and saw that the conditions were right field. I quickly got showered and dressed in just my new doll and top and went to get my breakfast. My male flatmate was sitting in the kitchen eating when I went in. He stopped eating and looked at me.

"Wow Jenna, you look hot, are you going anywhere nice ?"

"I was thinking of going to the sea-coast, it's only 45 minute of arc on the gearing and it would be a ignominy to not rent advantage of the unspoilt weather."

"You're right there girl, fancy some society ?"

"Err, I was planning on going on my own, but I guess that it could be fun with the 2 of us going Dan."

"Great, yield me 5 instant and I'll be ready."

I got my breakfast ready the sat feeding it and wondering if my plan had just been scuppered. Then I had a spicy thought,

"Maybe I should flash Dan. He's never seen me defenseless, not even topless. I don't fancy him but it could be a bit of fun."

I cheered up and decided that Plan B could work if I couldn't achieve program A. Maybe I could attain both.

With plenitude of enthusiasm I set off walking to the string post with Dan just managing to continue up with me.

"You look cute in that wench Jenna."Dan said as we queued to buy our tickets.

"Thanks Dan."I replied.

"Do you bring in that it flips up a little when you walk fast ?"

"No, does it ?"

"Oh yes it does, and I could see that you aren't wearing any knickers."

"Maybe I'm wearing a thong."

"Hmm, that's possible, are you ?"

"That's for me to recognise and you to find out. Besides, you shouldn't be looking, we plowshare an apartment, shouldn't the rules be that Same as if you are my brother ?"

"I don't know, should they ?"

I never got to suffice that because we got to the social movement of the queue. After we got our tag we moved to the platform. Now in England train post political program are moth-eaten and windy even on a warm up still day and I quickly realised just how easily the skirt blew up. I backed up to a tower and put my workforce on the sides of the skirt.

"look like you are going to take a few trouble with that skirt today Jenna, are you certain that you want to go to the seacoast ?"

"Yes, it's age since I've been to the seaside and it would be a ignominy to not take advantage of the warm sunshine."

"True, but that wench is definitely going to feed you problems."

"I'm sure that I'll manage, besides, a in effect flatmate will aid me go along my reserve, won't he ?"

"Of course I will."

Something in the way Dan said that made me distrust that he wouldn't be helping me in the way that the conversation implied and I wondered how him seeing my pussy, and maybe my tits would affect our flat sharing. I didn't fantasy him but he might just get the feeling that I did after what I expected would happen that day.

We got on the geartrain and sat next to each other, chatting about all variety during the 35 min journey. At one point I noticed that one of my spaghetti straps had fallen off my shoulder but my tit hadn't been exposed when I pulled it back into place.

As we got off the railroad train my first real number plethora happened. It was windier at the coast than it was in the metropolis and my skirt inverted as I stepped out of the carriage.

"Wow,"Dan said,"definitely no thong Jenna, you must have been expecting it to be hot today."

"I was ; I hope that I didn't embarrass you."

"Not at all Jenna, it's nice to see more of you."

"Stop it Dan, this is embarrassing enough without you starting."

"Sorry."

It was embarrassing, well slightly, after my au naturel art modelling I was used to being seen naked but this was different, this picture wasn't planned, well not assured planned, more ask accidents that I didn't exactly know when I would be exposed.

As we walked to the beach with me holding my skirt in place I wondered if plea of not knowing what would pass would be accepted by the constabulary if a policeman saw me getting exposed by the wind.

The beach had quite a few multitude on it, in spite of the wind, many of them Kyd, so I turned and walked along the shoreline until there were no kidskin around then I slowly moved my hands away from my skirt. It wasn't long before it was billowing out and up.

Dan wasn't the simply person who noticed, some of the grownup were watching us walk by and I may as well have been bottomless. I noticed a few people smiling but no one said anything. fountainhead no one except Dan.

"You do bring in where your skirt is don't you Jenna ?"

"What ?"I said as I looked down."Oh fuck, this damn skirt is so thin out that I can't feel where it is. I can't manner of walking around all day holding it down. I'll look so stupid."

"Maybe you should just ignore it and let nature remove it's course."Dan said.

"And let every see my butt and puss. No way, it's so embarrassing."

"So what are you going to do about it Jenna ?"

"I don't know."

"Maybe you could sit down for a patch and see if it gets any calmer, or you could go for a swim."

"I don't want to sit on the Amandine Aurore Lucie Dupin, I might get sand in a place that girls don't want to get sand and as for going for a swim, it would have to be tight-fitting dipping because I didn't bring a bikini. But there's no probability of me going for a drown anyway, have you ever gone for a swim in the sea around the UK ? It's so damned cold even in summer that it would freeze my balls off - if I had any."

"We'd full get off the beach then, maybe go to one of the amusement arcades or the amusement park. There'd be no wind in the colonnade and the amusement park might be protected a bit."

"That's an musical theme, come on, let's go."

We turned and headed back to the road. As we walked I just let the dame do whatever the wind wanted, except when we were close to young kids.

"I don't know why you bother Jenna, those kids won't kick in damn about seeing you bottomless, its the blue parents that are the problem."

After a some persuasion I realised that Dan was right, it is the crazy parents that are the problem bring up their kids to remember that the human being trunk is a disgusting thing that should be covered up all the time. I thought,"fuck the stupid asshole,"and stopped pulling the skirt down.

There was a lull in the secure winds and we made it back to the road with, I think, my skirt only blowing up twice more. Dan didn't say anything, but I did captivate him looking a few times as we talked and walked.

As we walked along the footpath there were quite a lot of the great unwashed and I saw 3 girls, around my age, walking towards us. All 3 were wearing skirts standardised to mine and all 3 skirts were blowing up just like mine was. As a gust of confidential information caught all 3 chick Dan and I could see that all 3 girls were knickerless and had bald pussies.

The affair was, all 3 miss were talking and laughing and doing absolutely nothing to put their skirts back into the even out place.

"Wow,"I said,"and I thought that I was brave."

"I need to come to the seaside more often."Dan said.

We made it to the nearest arcade with me not knowing if my skirt was inverted or not but just after we got inside I put my hand on the top of my leg and the skirt was covering my pussy.

A twain of girl had followed us in and one of them said,

"I bet that that was embarrassing."

I looked at her and wanted to say,

"No, it was quite nice."but instead I said,

"Yes it was, I should have put my blue jean on this morning."

Dan looked at me and said,

"Are you sure, I thing that you might just be enjoying showing your goodies to everyone Jenna."

"How could you say such a affair Dan ? That girl was right it is horribly embarrassing, it's just that I can't do anything about it so I'm just trying to brush aside my problems."

"Yeah, O.K. Jenna, if you say so."

I looked at Dan and thought,

"He's got wise to me, should I just admit that I want to be seen ?"

I stayed silent but kept thinking. I decided that if I admitted it he might try to verbalize me into getting naked in the flat and I wasn't for certain what Ann ( the girl who shared the apartment with ) would call up and that could get a trouble, so I decided to observe pretense that I was embarrassed and that wearing the skirt had been a big mistake.

"No Dan, you're wrong, I hate having this job, you have no approximation what it's like being a little girl. male child just don't have the problems that girls have."

"Sometime I'd like to receive a farsighted conversation with you about that, but this isn't the time or the place."

"No it isn't Dan. Have you seen anywhere where we can buy some coins for the machines ?"

We got the coins and started playing on some of the motorcar. At one, Dan was stood following to me and after a minute or so he said,

"I assume that you know that I can see your teat Jenna, that top is way too loose-fitting for you."

"Dan, will you check perving on my trunk, your my flatmate you're not supposed to perv on me."

"Sorry Jenna, but you're hardly wearing anything and I can't helper it."

"Look, if after we leave here we go somewhere where I can let you have a soundly look at my nude body will that get all this perving out of your scheme ? Mind you, this is a one-off go, you'll never see me naked again and I hope that it will stop you perving on me."

"Wow Jenna, that's one hell of an offer. A good look at your naked soundbox, does that mean a good looking at at your pussy, all of your pussy ?"

"If it will stop you perving on me."

"okey then, I'll take you up on that."

"Good, now get on with this stupid machine before I lose all my money."

We didn't do too well so we moved on and saw some pinball machines. They were a bit high up for me, and I guess for a lot of other people who played them because there was a pace screwed to the floor in front of one of them.

"Bet that I can get a higher grudge than you."I said.

I climbed up onto the stride and the yoke of us started playing. We were both doing quite well and when I looked up at the scores I saw a manifestation of some citizenry behind us. I put my properly hired hand on my right butt boldness and slid my hand down to check into that my bum was covered.

"Shit."I thought,"half my butt is on presentation and those people will be looking at it ; and my pussy."

I felt my pussy and pap tingle then my pussy get wet as I tried to concentrate on the biz. But I couldn't, I was thinking about my bucket list and that I had already been in a position where stranger were looking at my pussy, but my consistence wanted Sir Thomas More of it. I shuffled my metrical unit further apart and back as far as the step would allow and stress to get on with the game, but I was doomed.

From the here and now that I saw those multitude I was doomed to flunk and that's what I did. My tightness had gone from the game to the people and to my kitty that was getting wetter by the second.

Dan's game finished and he looked over to see how I was doing.

"Ha ! I told you that I'd thrash you Jenna, there's no way that you are going to amaze me."

He was redress, and about a minute later it was over, I'd been beaten my a man. half of me was annoyed but the other half was thinking about my wet slit. I leant forwards putting my elbows on the machine and my face in my hands while I quietly swore to myself.

Dan stepped back then leant over to my read/write head and whispered,

"Is this you showing your pussy to me ? Because I can see it and so can all those citizenry behind you."

I immediately stood upright, got off the step and said,

"No it isn't, I didn't know."

Dan gave me that knowing look again.

"semen on, lets get out of here."I said, and stormed off with Dan following.

Outside my doll blew up again and I ignored it, turning to see if Dan was behind me. He was, and he was staring at my landing strip.

"Get over it Dan. semen on, Lashkar-e-Taiba find somewhere where I can try to stop you perving on me all the time."

Finding a place where we could be on our own for a couple of instant was not as easy as it sounds. After about 20 minutes looking Dan had an idea.

"Come on Jenna, back to the beach."

I followed him looking down to my skirt as I went and noted that the wind was blowing it all over the place. I couldn't see my prick but that didn't mean that the citizenry around me couldn't. I didn't look at the people.

On the beach Dan went over to a cumulus of deckchairs and paid the old man to engage one.

"What's that for ?"I asked.

"Follow me."

I followed him to a quiet part of the beach and watched him blossom the chair facing the sea.

"Sit."Dan said.

I sat down then realised what Dan was up to. The low down chairperson meant that looking up my chick was so gentle for Dan and what's more he would see everything that I have got.

"Take the skirt off."

I looked around and saw that no one could see more than my foreland so I unzipped my shirt and shuffled it down my legs.

"Now the top."

"Hang on a second, I didn't say anything about my top."

"The top."

I gave him a lousy look then pulled my top up and off. I was now totally naked on a public beach in the middle of a popular seaside town. My tit had been hard all day but now they felt like they were going to explode and the dash of electricity were going back and forth from my tit to my pussy that felt like it was oozing my juices.

"You said that you'd founder me a proper look."

I slowly opened my knees.

"Jeez Jenna, I've never seen a kitty-cat that wet."

"Have you ever seen a pussy before Dan. The way that you've been perving on me gives the printing that you've never seen a cunt before."

"Very funny, it's just that I haven't had a girlfriend for a few months."

"Well don't get any approximation about me being your flatmate with benefit because it's never going to happen."

"Okay, okey, open your articulatio genus a bit more."

Dan sat on the guts in presence of the chair and just stared at my pussy.

"Make it move ; err clench your heftiness or something. I think that it's called kegels."

I'd heard of those but never thought that they could be used to tease individual looking at my puss, and when I did it and Dan's eyes lit up I decided that I needed to think that thaumaturgy and to practice them as much as I could.

"Wow Jenna, that's baffle, keep doing that."

I did and delight watching Dan's face, and his hands that were slowly moving towards me.

"Don't even think about it Dan. This is a one off and doesn't include touching."

"Okay, OK. A man can always dream. How come your pussy is so wet ?"

"Dan, can men control when their cocks get hard ?"

"No, not really."

"wellspring women can't control when their twat gets wet, nor when their pap get hard ; it just happens."

"Well your certainly wet, and your nipples look harder than I've ever seen them."

"You've been looking at my mamilla before ? I just knew that you were a pervert. Well the show is over, I'm getting dressed now."

It's one thing taking apparel off when you're sat on a deckchair but it's another thing trying to put a top and wench on whilst sat on one. After a couple of awkward attempts I just got to my understructure and completed the task, not even looking to see if anyone was watching.

"Right Dan, no more perving and let's go, I'm hungry and I fancy some seaboard fish and chips."

Dan got up and followed me off the beach. On the way I realised that the wind was dying down, I didn't think that my skirt blew up once as I walked.

We found a Pisces and chip shop, got some and sat on a bench overlooking the beach to eat them. As we ate Dan said,

"Jenna, I can't hope that I won't stare at you again, with your summer wardrobe getting more and More skimpy you've got to expect men to stare at you, it's human nature."

"I know, and I like men looking at me, just not all the fourth dimension, and not men that are supposed to not await at me like that."

"Is that why your snatch gets so wet, that you like men looking at your pussy ?"

"Possibly, probably, it's right hand what I said, I can't control it."

"I know. Can we make a accord Jenna ?"

"What ?"

"I'll try not to stare at you, well not when you're looking at me, and you'll stop calling me a pervert. I'm not one and I don't like it"

I pondered for a minute then put my hand out for him to shake.

"Deal."

We shook hired man then he said,

"You do know that you have an amazing body, and that pussy of yours is awesome."

"Dan !"

"Don't worry, that's the last fourth dimension that I'll ever mention it."

"Thank you Dan."

We finished eating then I stood up and said,

"The wind has gone. Shall we go to the funfair ?"

"auditory sensation soundly to me flatmate."

As we walked there I thought about the wind and my pussy. It was fun getting my chick blown up and I had no estimation how many people had seen my bare hindquarters and pussy, but it was still squeamish wearing such a thin, brusk dame with no knee pants. Just the mentation that someone might just get a speedy looking at my slit made it tingle.

The funfair was fun. We went on most of the rides and I'm sure that some people discovered that I wasn't wearing any knickers but I didn't charge, I had another thing to tick on my pail list. But that wasn't the end of it, some of the drive had safety barrier that had to be put in lieu before the ride started and some of them went up between hoi polloi legs. At least 3 Cy Young men saw my pussy as they locked the barriers into place.

The crimper coaster was fun as well, as we zoomed along my dame was up around my shank and I didn't make any attack to pull it down.

I saw Dan looking but it wasn't that pervert look. I guess that giving him a good spirit had satisfied some of his desires.

When it came time to go household we headed to the train post and I got reminded just how dusty and long-winded those post are. One middle-aged man went all red when he saw me with my skirt inverted. I just laughed.

On the train I was again sat next to Dan but there was a man sat opposite so I decided to do a short teasing. Dan caught me opening and closing my knees and shake up his top dog sideways as he smiled at me.

I decided that there would be many prison term back at the apartment when I could tease Dan. I wondered what Ann would think of my teasing.

6. To jerk off with people watching - Completed.

This opportunity arose one day when we had to call a plumber to fix a leaky bathroom cistern. The can door is opposite my room door and the plumber agreed to arrive round on an eventide because we all worked during the day. It was an evening that Ann always gets home late and Dan phoned me as I was on my way home to tell me that something had cropped up and that he too would be latterly dwelling house. That left me let the pipe fitter in and to cause sure as shooting that he fixed the leak.

After the phone shout from Dan I suddenly realised that I might have the luck to accomplish an item or two from my bucket list. Then I had to notice the courage to go through with my hastily formulated program.

I hurried home and quickly stripped naked and put on just a fiddling peignoir that I'd bought on a whim but never dared to tire out at the apartment. It's totally see-through, split right up the front end and so brusque that I could almost wear it as a blouse.

I nervously waited for the plumber with rock hard tit and a dripping pussy. I had to wait a good 20 minutes and in that time I nearly chickened out 3 times. When the doorbell finally rang I nearly jumped out of my cutis then walked to the doorway and opened it.

Standing there was a middle-aged man with a new man about my age stood succeeding to him.

"Fuck,"I thought, I hadn't expected 2 of them.

"Hi."I said,"have you come to fix the toilet ?"

"Yes, but we can come back some former time if it's inconvenient."

"No, no, fare in please, the toilet's through here."

I led the men to the bathroom and could feel their eyes looking at my virtually bare butt. Standing at the ingress, I let the old man go passed me, then the young man, but as the young man went passed me his arm brushed against me and accidentally pulled surface the peignoir completely exposing my in good order front.

The Whitney Moore Young Jr. man stopped and stared at me and I blushed.

"Sorry about that."The vernal man said.

"That's okay, no damage done."I replied.

"right wing luv,"the honest-to-goodness man said,"what seems to be the problem."

"I'll appearance you."I replied and squeezed passed both of them to flush the throne, and in doing so, the neglige opened up then the tie came undone and the negligee dropped to the floor.

As I reached for the handle to trigger off the flush I said,

"Oops, my boyfriend's coming rung later and he likes me to have on that matter but it's not very practical."

After activating the flush I stood up and saw that both men were looking down at my bare tits with my rock-and-roll hard nipples.

"I'll get out of your way and let you get on with it. I'll be across the corridor in my way if you need me."I continued.

"Thanks luv,"the aged man said,"I think that I know what the problem is, it won't take long to fix."

I left them and went across the corridor to my room then turned to shut the doorway, looking back to the toilet and saw that both men were still watching me.

Now my room room access has a wont of slowly opening panoptic if I don't shut it properly, and this time all I did was gently advertize it knowing that it would soon be widely loose again.

I threw the negligee into the quoin then got on my bed and lay on my back with my branch full undetermined. My left script went to my right nipple and my justly hand went to my pussycat. All my finger's breadth got busy.

I was already quite aroused and my fingers soon got me moaning and my pelvic arch rising to meet the 2 fingers that were digit fucking me as my pollex rubbed my clit.

By then my door was wide-cut open and 4 Male middle were staring at me. That raised my foreplay floor even more and before long my moaning turned to loud expressions of pleasure as the orgasm arrived, hung around for longer than usual, then started to subside.

The 4 eyes were still looking my way when I was able-bodied to suck up my surroundings again. I looked at them then pretended to record that my room access was assailable and that they were watching me.

I quickly closed my leg then swung them round and got off the bed. Walking to the door I said,

"Oops, sorry, I don't suppose that you fix door as well do you ?"

"Sorry luv, you need a joiner for that."

"Okay, would either of you like a cup of tea. I know that I can get that right."

"That would be great."both of them said, almost in stereo.

"Ben,"the older man said,"go and get a toilet water tank valve out of the van, a bottom launching one."

Ben took his eyes off me and headed out of the apartment and I went to the kitchen to put the kettle on. As I stood there I reflected on how proud I was of myself. I'd been wanting to do something like that for eld and when the opportunity arose I'd had the courage to go through with it, and it wasn't over yet. I also wondered if I'd had more notice of the opportunity I would have still gone through with it or would I have decided that it was too slutty to do or I didn't have the courage to do it.

About 5 minuted later there was a knocking on the front threshold and I went and opened it to see Ben stood there, staring at my bare front line. I watched his eye as they went up and down my body. I let him have a honorable look then said,

"come in, the tea's just about ready."

Ben came in and looked at me until he had to turn to see where he was going. I smiled at him and went back to the kitchen.

"Here you are gentlemen."I said as I walked into the toilet carrying the tray.

They both turned and looked at me. Again I saw 4 manly eye going up and down my body.

"Can you put in in the bath please, there's not much room in here."

I bent over to lower the tray and I could just experience those eyes burning into my butt. Standing up straight I turned and walked out saying,

"I'll be in my room if you want me."

I walked into my way and again just swung the room access towards the closed position. As expected, it slowly started opening again, but by the metre it was undefended enough for the men to see in, and they were looking, I was sat on the end of the bed with one substructure up on the bed and me giving myself a pedicure.

There wasn't much for them to see but that didn't bother me because they'd already had the primary show, anything else for them would just be a bonus.

They sat drinking their tea and watching me, me just watching them in my peripheral vision.

Tea finished, they got back to the job and were soon finished. When I heard the loo flush I guessed that they were done and I got up to go and see them but before I went I picked up the negligee and put it back on.

"All done ?"I asked as I got to the bathroom door.

"Yes, goodness as new now."The quondam man said.

"Good, how much do we owe you, and how do I pay you ?"I asked.

"Most client pay me on culmination of the job either by hard cash or cheque. We haven't really got into this electronic funds transfer thing yet."

"Oh, okay, I doubt that I'll have the cash but I know that I've got a bank check volume somewhere. How very much is it ?"

"Hang on, I'll just employment it out."

The older man got out his invoice book and a calculating machine while Ben just stared at me, I felt my mammilla start to throb and my pussy get wet again.

After a few minutes the older man gave me the bill.

"O.K., I'll just go and look for my bank check book."

I turned and went into my room to get the cheque Holy Scripture. I thought that I knew where it was, but when I went for it I couldn't find it so I had to part rummaging through some boxwood to find it. The boxes were on the floor so I had to twist over to rummage through them. It took some time but I eventually found it and when I stood up and turned round and looked to the men, I realised that they must cause been looking at my bare butt when I was hang over.

I started to redden as I told them that I'd found it and that I'd have find a pen to write it.

"That's okay, you can take up mine."The onetime man said.

I did, and had to bend over again to pen the cheque but this fourth dimension I just thought,

"Sod it, they've already seen my cunt a few times, one Sir Thomas More time isn't going to matter."

My twat told me to bend over more than I really needed to, and to spread my foot, which I didn't need to do, but my body listened to my pussy and that's what I did, taking my time to do the writing as well.

Finally finished, I handed the cheque to the older man and they turned and walked to the front door. Letting themselves out they turned to thank me and to say goodbye, getting one shoemaker's last feel at my virtually naked front.

I shut the door then went back to my bedchamber to get some pressing relievo before getting dressed and going to get to some tea.

well that's the list of completed items on my pail list, shortly after I completed the death of them I met an amazing man who I fell madly in lovemaking with, and every other meter reading leads me to believe that it wouldn't be long before I managed to put check against well-nigh of the incomplete particular on the list.

Just for your entropy I've listed the incomplete item below : -

7. To get fucked with citizenry watching - NOT completed yet.

8. To go to a nude beach and sunbathe with my legs wide loose - NOT completed yet.

9. To swim naked in the sea - NOT completed yet.

10. To voluntarily be the only one naked in a bunch of strangers - NOT fill in yet.

11. To go to work bare - NOT completed yet.

12. To be the only girl at a bukkate political party - NOT completed yet.

13. To do a ‘ peeress Godiva'and bait a horse au naturel - NOT completed yet .