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glances up to Kerry's face, I kept my eyes riveted to her pussy. Her eyes mirrored mine and she brought her other hand down to spread herself open to give me a full view of her glistening gash. I returned her smile as I stroked lightly, too engrossed in watching her to rush my own release. She lowered her right hand down covering her slit and slowly dragged it up over both the extended flaps of her inner pussy lips and the puffed, darkened ridges of her outer ridges. We could do it together." Her request surprised me and it took a few seconds before sinking in. The idea excited me even more. "Would you? I mean...I'd like that VERY much if we could." "I would too." "It's worth trying if I'm ever going to get any sleep tonight." I rose up adding, "I'll go over behind those bushes and relieve myself." "No don't!" Kerry blurted, stopping me in mid-step and continuing, "I need it too." "Looks like you do too." I replied in seeing her that her nipples seemed more pert and her outer lips darken. "You're right, but I'm not giving in yet. A little dip before we call it a day?" "I don't know if it'll work a second time. Our conversation grew more personal as we continued and I discovered my will was stronger than I'd thought. I only got hard twice and it passed quickly. I learned the real reason why Kerry wanted to take things slow. Let's give it some more time. I want to be sure and don't want to have you thinking the wrong thing about being a nudist." "Fair enough, beautiful lady." I agreed although the skin of my cock felt as if it were going to split open.

Going along with her was my only option, "OK, Kerry, OK. I see your point and I'll try being a better student. Only, it'd help if I knew I had a chance with you. Do I?" "Ummmm, you still do. It's obvious I'm attracted to you physically, but if I gave into my lust I feel I might regret it later. You'd associate it with sex and it's much more than that." Her words and the fact she was a black belt stopped me cold. I still wanted her. She clearly was attracted to me and I wasn't about to ruin any chance I might have no matter how slim.


I fixed my eyes on only her face to listen as she continued, "There is an upside for nudist couples that are attracted to each other. With their bodies clearly showing mutual attraction, they're saved the awkwardness faced by fully clothed prospective sex partners." As she spoke, I noticed the twin ridges of her crease darken and slowly puff up. I thought it humorously ironic that I was getting a lecture on nudist sexuality with a living visual aid.


I suppressed a smile not wanting to ruin what was happening between us. I like your body and you've a beautiful cock both hard and soft. The difference is that I've both a woman's advantage of hiding my sexual thoughts and, being a nudist, have learned to control my urges." "I'm sorry. The last three hours, with us getting to know each other better, I felt I was making progress acquiring a nudist's frame of mind. But now, with you so close, I've lost control.

"Don't be sorry. It was only when we stopped for lunch that I'd a real problem. We'd pulled up at a clearing and sat cross-legged on the ground, facing each other to have lunch. Kerry's crotch was open to my view. Sharing our personal histories, finding many shared interests and having similar senses of humor helped to relax me. With her always so near, my cock never really got fully flaccid.


As a precaution, I had avoided touching it. My thrill in being able to eye Kerry's luscious body equaled my enjoyment in getting to know her as a person.
I liked her and the discovery made me more comfortable with the two of us being naked. It be sort of...an Eden experience for me." She laughed and replied, "That's a clever choice of words. But, I'm not going to call you Adam and you're not to call me Eve." "Agreed. Let's go." We paddled along together for the next three hours, sharing the natural scenic beauty and talking just as any two normal people would who'd met, fully clothed, for the first time back in our respective home cities.

I'd understand if you don't and could stay here having an early lunch to give you a head start." "I'd like a little company, Carl. Who knows? I might even make you a nudist." "You might. But, even if you don't, I'd be thrilled spending a few days with a gorgeous naked woman in the wild." "I'm out for the same time. Only, I'd planned of going to Twin Falls before turning back. I think we're both on the same route for today and tomorrow. I've really enjoyed meeting you and, if you don't mind, I'd like to tag along until we need go our separate ways.

I finally said, "I'd better check my stuff for water damage." "I'll help. It's the least I can do. I did the ramming " Together, we unwrapped my bundles for inspection. Thanks to my following the outfitter's packing instructions, the damage was minimal." "I understand. Your breasts are spectacular nothing sexual intended." "Thanks. Are you sure you're not a nudist?" We laughed together again and then stood silently looking at each other until the lengthening seconds started getting awkward.

"Don't worry, black belt or no, I'm not going to try anything even out here in the wilderness." Feeling a stir I couldn't control, I glanced down to confirm what I felt. My cock had stiffened as we talked. I hope you're not one of those." "Don't worry, I'm not. I never forced myself on any woman. I'm not that kind of person." "I believe you. But, just in case, you should know I've a black belt in Karate." Kerry smiled in answering, "That's a good question.

One I'm not sure I can give you a good answer to. Obviously, we women don't have the problem. I can only tell you that, at the nudist camps I go to, nudist men DO get aroused. One that I'm, sure you can answer." Her eyes returned to mine, "Go ahead. Ask me anything." "How do nudist men handle...er...their...er...body's reactions when they're around naked women they find desirable? With the very desirable Kerry standing a mere three feet away, I feared I was only seconds away from getting a full erection.

I decided to face my anxiety head-on and said, "I need to ask you a nudism question. A twinge of self-conscious and my male ego combined to make me look down to check my cock. Not only had it recovered from the shrinking effect of creek's cold water, it had started inflating at my viewing my new acquaintance." "Thanks. You've got a good body too.

She said as we scanned each other. Since I'd never before been naked with an attractive woman other than to have sex, I struggled to comprehend the new experience trying to think how I should act. Are you?" I'd posed my question in jest and was surprised when she answered, "I've been a nudist for about a year. In fact, one reason I'm on this trip is that I can be naked all the time." "Really!' "Are you Eve?

What She Doing Now

Not being an experienced outdoorsman, my confidence grew in my first two days out. It would break the spell of normalness he has created. The train reaches Howard. Her stop. She picks up her purse and book and steps off the train. The man speeds away with the train and is gone. But it was worth it. Her legs are still trembling. Her pussy aches for that which was suddenly gone.
She wants it again. She is dying to give the stranger her number, but that would seem desperate. Kay sighs in contentment. She pulls down her skirt and picks back up her own book. What a wonderful experience! She has gone beyond her Master's orders and she will be punished for it. In her mind she can already feel every little kiss of the cat on her ass." "Too bad we don't have an audience anymore. Too bad your little pixie friend ran away.

We could give her a real show." "Oh God!" Kay screams as she cums all over the stranger's cock. Suddenly he thrusts deeper and harder than ever. "Yes," Kay whispers. "I'm a filthy slut. Please use me hard like a filthy slut deserves." He laughs at her and does just that. He grabs her ass with both hands and tears into her pussy with his cock. He steps in behind her and she feels his cock pressing the outer lips of her pussy. She is so wet he slides in with ease. "My God! You are a wet little whore aren't you?" He says as he buries himself in her to the hilt.

Without warning he stands up. Kay falls back and looks up at him, confused. Wordlessly he points at his seat. Kay immediately leans over it and sticks her ass in the air. The man flips up her skirt and kicks her feet wider apart. She slides her mouth back up to the knob and sucks that in a swirling "tootsie pop" technique. Then she swallows it again and bobs up and down on it in classic cocksucker style.

He grips her hair with his fist and moves her head at his speed not hers. She immediately swallows it whole. She hears him gasp in wondrous surprise and suppresses a smile of satisfaction. She is an expert cocksucker. Her tongue dances along his cock at hummingbird speed. The doors close. Kay immediately drops to her knees in front of the man and unzips his pants. She pulls out it his cock. She is desperate to have it. It's not as big as her Master's, but it's big enough.

Two fingers are up her snatch now. Oh my God! She thinks. She looks at her audience again. His pants show a huge hard on. Suddenly she realizes pixie-girl has stopped talking. Kay glances at her. She is so excited. Her pussy is soaking wet and her nipples stick out nearly through her sweater. She is breathing shallowly. She rubs her clit, feeling it throb, enjoying her shamelessness. She feels like such a slut.
There was only one other person on the car with them. A pixie-faced girl who is talking to her fianc on her cell phone is seated facing them, but she is further down the car. Kay holds a paperback book in one hand and stares blankly at the pages. There is a hint of danger around him that she found exciting as if he was an arm chair socialist ready to spring into action with an AK-47 if the revolution actually got around to happening. She glances around the car.
Her panties and stockings were in the waste basket back at work. Considering it was winter and snowing, she was a bit chilled. She studies the man for a moment before she begins. Her Master had ordered her to play with herself on the L and to make sure someone saw her. She opens her coat revealing her tight black sweater, which shows off her generous bust line. She makes sure to hike up her skirt as she sits across from him so that the hem rests on her knees.

Kay steps onto the L car and carefully looks around. It is the last car of eight so it's more or less deserted. The man she followed on was seated in one of the side seats, which meant he was facing the seat across from him. Her panties were skimpy and had ridden up a little between the lips of her pussy, and to one side, so that I was free to hold her tight arse in my hands as she arched her back and I kissed here there. By the time we parted we were both soaked through and very exhilarated, and we kissed deeply at the door to my rooms.
You must come to the club tonight she told me, and we arranged to meet at the square later that evening. Her thin skirt was wet too now, and clung to her form as did my shorts to mine - both of us highly aroused by the circumstances, she hid the outline of my semi-hard cock a little by covering it with her hand as we walked and pressing it against my leg when it became flexible enough to do so. I let the other side blow more freely so that she would still occasionally expose herself when the wind caught it.
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