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   T-shirt for sale.  Part 60

   Alone in the stable, and unable to deny the heightened tingling between
my legs, I looked back to make sure I was the only one in the barn.  I kept
my back to the entrance, making sure that no one could see what I was about
to do.  For the first time in my life, I slid my two first fingers into my
slit, then probed for the spot that would make me feel the way I did, when
I was riding Chestnut.  It took me only seconds to find it, so I took
another look behind me, then returned to pleasuring myself.

   I felt so ashamed that I had to imagine the three boys were sitting on
their milk crates, surrounding me, as I was rubbing my happy spot with my
two fingers, but the physical stimulation wasn't enough.  I wanted to get
that same feeling I had when I had my very first orgasm.  I spread my legs
farther apart, pretending the three boys were sitting around me, watching
as I continued to feverishly rub my happy spot.  Within seconds, I let out
a little screech, and my hand was filled with the same milky-white
substance, I had left on Chestnut's back.

   As I tried to catch my breath, Doris walked up, and asked, "Well Kelly.
Did you like that one too?" Knowing she was referring to my second orgasm
of the day, not to mention it was the second orgasm of my life, I looked up
to her, and replied, "Yeah.  I like having orgasms", as I sat there, legs
spread wide open, with my hand and pussy saturated with my own cum.  She
sat back down on the milk crate across from me, took a wet wash cloth, and
spread my legs even further apart, then started cleaning the sticky
substance from my vagina.

   "Well.  Now that the idea of having another orgasm will not be consuming
your thoughts for the rest of the day, it's time to walk you back to the
pool area, so you can meet up with your mom and sister".  she said, as she
took my hands, pulled me up from the milk crate.  "Kelly", she continued,
"By now, everyone thinks you are experimenting with the nudist lifestyle.
Try to refrain from covering your private areas.  Try to act as if being
naked, among so many clothed people, is totally natural for you".  I told
her how Sharon had told me the same thing.  "Then listen to your sister",
she said, as she walked me up the the pool.

   Several people passed us on the way, including older people in golf
carts, kids and young adults on bicycles, and some who were walking.  Most
were headed to or from the lake.  As we walked through the gate to the
swimming pool, Doris quietly reminded me to act as though I was I true
nudist.  We took two lounge chairs next to mom and Sharon, and I removed my
hiking boots and socks.

   I stood up and was headed for the pool, when I heard my mom call out,
"Kelly.  Be sure to put some sunscreen on your vagina and your bottom.  You
don't want a sunburn on those sensitive areas".  Knowing everyone in ear
shot must have been looking at me, I thought I would die of embarrassment.
I turned towards her, with a glare in my eyes, fighting the urge to cover
my shame.  Sharon was belly laughing, but not making a sound, as Doris gave
me a reassuring glance, while mouthing the words, "You are a nudist".

   I walked over to my mother, took the bottle of sunscreen she was holding
out, and squirted some on the left palm of my hand.  I handed the sunscreen
back to mom, then rubbed my hands together.  With every ounce of defiance I
could muster, I rubbed the sunscreen on my butt cheeks, then coated my
vagina with the greasy lotion.  I went to turn to the pool again, when mom
said, "Honey.  Don't forget your nipples".  I took the already greasy palms
of my hands, and smeared the lotion on my non-existent breasts and erect
nipples.  Giving my mom that, "There!  are to satisfied?", expression, as I
headed back to the pool.

   I ran up to the pool and did a cannon ball, landing in the water close
to my three guy friends, who were already in the pool.  When I came up, my
friends of almost nine years were waiting for me, and were not going to
waste the moment.  Knowing how my mom can be, they kept their comments low,
but were intent on humiliating me.  "Kelly.....Did you cover your vagina
with sunscreen ?", one sarcastically asked.  "Don't forget your nipples,
honey", another added.

   I sternly said, in a low voice, "Quit It You Guys!  You're the reason
I'm in this mess in the first place!  You're supposed to be my friends". 
They chuckled I little, then told me they would let up.  I stayed in the
water as the three of them went to the diving board.  They tried to get me
to go with them, but I felt that may be a bit much, so remained in the
safety of the water.

   I swam around for twenty minutes, knowing that any of the kids who had
diving masks, were probably looking at my naked body from under the surface
of the water.  This didn't bother me much, but it seemed to excite me a
little.  Not knowing who was seeing me naked from under the water was kind
of a thrill.  My guy friends would revisit me, as they continued to use the
diving board, constantly on a quest to get me up there.  I continued to
refuse, knowing only a small group of people could see me if I stayed in
the water.

   Doris waved goodbye, as she left about 4:45 to meet a small group of
trail riders, down at the stable.  All of a sudden, I heard Lauren call out
for me.  "Kelly.  Can I talk to you for a moment, sweetheart ?, she asked,
standing at the shallow end of the pool.  There were no parents or children
in the foot deep water at the time.  I was worried she was mad I was
swimming naked in the public pool, so started to make my way towards her. I
swam until I was in about two and a half feet of water, then had no choice
but to stand up.

   Revealing my twelve year old naked body once again, to all those in the
surrounding area, was humiliating.  I summoned my courage, while
relinquishing my dignity at the same time.  I stepped over the separation
floating rope into the foot deep water, exposed for all to see.  Lauren
asked, "So Kelly.  Have you given any more thought to performing in my
play?" Relieved I was not going to be scolded, for being naked in the
public pool, I quietly replied, "Thanks.  But I think I'll just go home
with my mom and sister tomorrow".

   Looking a bit disappointed, but maintaining her smile, she said, "Do me
a favor.  Stop by the office after your swim.  I'd like to give you a copy
of the script anyway, in case you change your mind or want to come back for
another week during the summer".  I agreed, then returned to the deep end
of the pool, pretending I was not humiliated from the short conversation
and the exposure that came with it.  Shortly after, mom called out, "Kelly.
It's almost time to go, as my sister continued sunbathing in her bikini.



   T-shirt for sale.  Part 61

   I took a deep breath, then climbed the ladder from the pool, and walked
to where my mom and sister were laying on their lounge chairs.  I told my
mom how Lauren wanted me to meet her at the office, before we headed to our
cabin.  Mom said, "Sharon.  Take your sister to the office, then see she
gets back to our cabin.  I'll meet you girls back there".  Sharon
complained, "Just because she wants to be a nudist, I have to be her
chaperone ?", while winking at me.  "Sharon.  Please do as I ask", my mom
replied.  "Come on Kelly.  Put your boots on", my sister replied.

   I put my socks and hiking boot on, then stood up, facing my mom and
sister, still dripping wet.  I was not going to give my mother the
satisfaction of denying me a towel, so I looked at Sharon, and asked, "Are
you ready?" Sharon continued to complain, until we were out of earshot of
my mom.  "Sharon!  Why are you purposely making me feel like I am a burden
to you?  You know this is not my fault!" She grinned, then replied, "Just
the prerogative of an older sister to embarrass her younger sister, I
guess", as we walked the short distance to the office.

   We entered the office to find Lauren with six five year old girls,
dressed in yellow T-shirts that said "Sunshine Girls", and green shorts. 
The girls looked at me, then one of them said, "Look.  She's showing
everyone her privates".  All six girls started giggling and pointing at me.
I felt about an inch tall, when Lauren intervened, and said, "Girls.  This
is Kelly.  Kelly is a nudist.  Do any of your girls know what a nudist is?"
The same little blonde girl who pointed me out, replied, "Someone who likes
to show everyone her privates?" Again the six girls started giggling and
pointing at me.

   Lauren said, "No Sarah.  A nudist a person the engages in the practice
of going naked wherever possible".  This did little to limit the ridicule
from the six young girls.  I had walked naked from the lake, all around the
entire campground, had my first orgasm on the back of a horse, had my
second in the stables, and had been seen totally naked by almost everyone
at the campground, but this was the first time I covered my pussy with my
hands, since Sharon had threatened to tell mom about me having my first
orgasm, on Chestnut's back.

   Sharon could be heard behind me, trying to hold back her laughing, as
Lauren said, "Girls.  Now don't be silly".  Still the six, five year old
girls, were laughing and pointing at me, as one of them said, "Look.  Now
she's covering up her pee-pee", as the laughter became louder.  It was the
ultimate in humiliation.  I turned to walk out the door, just to be blocked
by my sister.  She whispered in my ear, "No way, Kelly.  You're not going
anywhere.  Now remove your hands from your pussy, or I'll tell mom what
happened on the trail ride".  I slowly removed my hands from my pussy, and
turned back around, covered in nothing but my complete and utter shame.

   "Look.  Now she's showing her pee-pee again", came a little voice from
the group of six.  "That's enough girls", Lauren said.  "Now wait here
while I talk to Kelly, then I'll take you to your cabin to meet Stephanie.
She'll be your group leader for the week".  Lauren turned to me with a
little smile, and said, "Kids".

   She then walked behind the counter and pulled out a copy of the script
for her play.  She handed it to me, then said, "Please read it.  You may
change your mind, or decide to return for another week this summer.  I knew
when I wrote it, the possibility of finding a young girl for the lead role
would be almost impossible.  When I heard you were experimenting with the
nudist lifestyle this weekend, I though this might be my only chance to put
on the production.  Take the script and let me know if you have a change of
heart".

   I looked down at the script.  The title of the play was printed in two
bold letter words, "Wrong Camp".  I looked at Lauren, then simply replied,
"O.k.  I'll read it".  Sharon and I left the office, when I heard, "That
Was Awesome!", Sharon screeched, as she was now laughing out loud.  "Kelly!
You were just 'Owned' by six little girls in kindergarten!  But don't
worry, I won't tell mom about your little horseback episode.  I think the
little girls complete debasement of you, is enough for now.  I would have
paid money to see that".

   I held the script up to my chest, knowing my nipples must have been
erect, since they started hurting again.  I wanted to get back to the cabin
as soon as possible, but could not deny the tingling in my pussy, was once
again elevated.  Sharon could see I was visibly upset by the experience,
and said, "O.k.  I'll let up little sister".  She then threw in a last
minute jab, saying, "Come on 'Privates', lets get you back to the cabin".
"Sharon!", I complained.  She just laughed, and we headed back towards the
cabin.

   On our way back, Sharon said, "Kelly.  If you decide to act in Lauren's
play, I'll stay here with you".  I replied, "I'm not doing the play,
Sharon. I probably won't even read it".  "You told her you would read it,
so you should at least do that", she replied.  As we passed by the pool
area Sharon made it a point to stop as often as possible, leaving my little
naked body exposed for all those around to see.  My eyes were focused on
the path that led to our cabin, when Bruce walked up to us.

   "Hi girls", he said.  "Oh Kelly, I see you have a copy of the script. 
Does that mean you're taking the lead role?" I replied, "I told Lauren I
would read it, then let her know", aware I had no intention of performing
in the play.  "Well I hope you decide to take the role.  Lauren wrote that
script four years ago.  Even as she was writing it, she would tell me that
it would take a courageous young girl to play the lead character.

   She hasn't met that girl yet, but I'm afraid when she found out you were
a practicing nudist, she's gotten her hopes up.  Well, whatever you decide,
it's still has been a pleasure having you girls here for the weekend".  He
then smiled at us and walked back towards the pool area.  I was wondering
how I went from experimenting with the nudist lifestyle, to being a
practicing nudist, when Sharon and I were getting close to the cabin.  She
said, "Mom wants us to go to the campfire tonight".  I was thinking how it
was the last thing I wanted to do, when Sharon said, "Why don't I convince
mom to let you stay at the cabin to read the script, while she and I go?"

   I looked at her, and asked, "Would you do that?" Sharon replied, "Sure,
but you have to read the script and seriously think about it.  Bruce and
Lauren have been mom's friends for a long time, and they seem really
hopeful you'll do it".  I told her I would read the script, then let her
know first.  We arrived at the cabin to find mom preparing the picnic table
for dinner.  She looked at me, and asked, "What's that sweetheart?" I told
her it was the script for Lauren's play.

   With no pressure, she said, "Kelly if you want to do it, I think you
should do it.  If you don't, then don't".  That's when Sharon suggested
they leave me behind at the cabin to read the script, while they attend the
campfire.  Mom was a bit hesitant, but then agreed.  All I knew, is that I
didn't have to go out in public, totally naked that night.  Each cabin had
a phone and locks on the doors and windows, so I felt I would be safe, as I
spent the evening alone and naked, while I read the script.



   T-shirt for sale.  Part 62

   While mom was cooking burgers on the grille, a couple about her age, who
were staying at the cabin across from ours, walked over.  "Hi Jimmy.  Hi
Jane", my mom said, The two exchanged greetings, then mom started to
introduce Sharon and I, to yet another couple she apparently knew for a
long time, but I had never met.  I started to wonder if she had some kind
of a double life or something.  Jimmy and Jane said hello to my sister. 
They were not the first to say how they had met her when she was four years
old.  They then turned their focus on me.

   "Well.  No doubt about who the nudist in this family is.  You must be
Kelly", Jane said, with a big smile.  Unsure of how to respond, I just
nodded my head, "Yes".  "Kelly will be staying at the cabin, while Sharon
and I go to the campfire.  Will you two be around to keep an eye on her? 
She's reading Lauren's "Wrong Camp" script tonight".  ""Oh Susan, (my mom's
name) she would be perfect for the role.  She's just the right age and has
an adorable little figure".  "It's up to her Jane", my mom casually
replied, still cooking the burgers.

   Jimmy then said, "We'll be right here all night Susan, if she needs
anything".  He then turned to Jane, and said, "Let's go Jane.  Let them eat
their dinner", as he was steering Jane towards their cabin.  I was filled
with curiosity about how my mom knew all of these people at the campground,
but they only met Sharon when she was four, and had never met me.  Figuring
Jane may shed some light on the subject, I ran up to her, and asked, "Can
you come stay with me when mom and Sharon go to the campfire?" "Of course I
will Kelly", she replied, never relinquishing her smile.

   We finished dinner at 7:00, and the campfire was scheduled down at the
lake for 8:00.  Mom and Sharon covered each other in bug spray, then mom
said, "Kelly.  Be sure to use the bug spray if you stay outside the cabin.
The cabin was one large room with a sink, mini fridge and microwave.  The
bathroom had a stand up shower stall and toilet.  All cooking, other than
the microwave, was done on the grille.  There were four twin beds and a
small table with four chairs.  A couch and coffee table were the only other
furnishings in the small but quaint space.

   Before long, mom and Sharon headed for the lake.  We had a lantern for
light, and tiki torch to keep the bugs away, out by the picnic table.  Jane
came right over, so I decided to start reading the script out at the picnic
table.  I was reading for about three minutes, when I realized the script
was so close to my personal experience at the campground.  I started
feeling like there would be little actual acting involved, but more
repeating my exploits of the day, so I looked up to Jane, and asked, "How
did you meet my mom?"

   Jane had brought a book with her, and was reading it when I asked the
question.  She closed the book, and said, "Well Kelly.  Your mom and dad,
Bruce and Lauren.  Jimmy and I, and of course Doris, along with many
others, all met right here when we were between the ages of 12 and 16.  We
were all runaways and some how met up at this location, when it was nothing
but a run down old farm.  We were all so young, but we did put the old
trailers and dilapidated farmhouse in good enough shape to live in.  At
least for a while".

   Jane went on to tell me how although nudity was fairly common, my mom
had taken it to an all new level.  She said, "Kelly.  Your mom would wake
up in the morning and head to the lake with nothing but her flip flops and
a bar of soap.  I think she was about fourteen years old.  She would take
her bath down there, and return to the trailer, often stopping to talk to
those around the commune, with absolutely no clothes and no shame. 
Everyone was just got used to seeing your mom naked.  It's just the way it
was in those days.  The only time she put something on, was when it got
below 65 degrees.  Otherwise, she was always naked".

   "Kelly.  We were family.  Not just because we had all left out
biological families, but because we felt part of a family.  Over the years,
Bruce, Lauren and Doris, with weekend help from the rest of us, turned the
old commune into the campground you see today.  Your mom told Jimmy and I
how she found you naked at the lake this morning".  I was so embarrassed I
just looked down, as she continued.  "That's when your mom realized you
were just like her, and why Bruce and Lauren allowed you to enjoy your
nudity and your freedom".

   It was all starting to make sense to me now.  Everyone actually believed
I was a nudist, because my mom was a nudist, when she was younger.  Instead
of engaging in some plot to humiliate me all weekend, they were all
supporting what they had perceived was my desire to explore the nudist
lifestyle.  Although this new revelation did nothing to diminish my public
humiliation whatsoever, I did feel better that it was not intentionally
carried out to purposely embarrass me in front of everyone at the
campground.  I turned my attention back to the script, as Jane resumed
reading her book.

   *****

   I opened my eyes to find Becky was still gently massaging her clit,
while hanging on every word.  "Well?", she said.  "Well what?", I asked. 
"Did you perform in the play?" I replied, "You'll have to wait until we get
back to my house.  I'll finish the story there".  She immediately knelt
down before me, spread my legs and started to eat my pussy.  Without as
much as a tap on the door, Luis walked in to find us that way, leaving the
door open as some of the women looked into the sauna to see Becky licking
my now soaking wet pussy.  Becky didn't relent a bit, as we were now on
public display.



   T-shirt for sale.  Part 63

   Luis said, "I hate to break this up ladies, but I have something to show
our guests and would like you to attend.  Becky looked up to me and said,
"I'll finish this later", as she stood up, grabbed her skirt and shoes from
outside the sauna door, and put them back on, leaving me as the only one
naked, once again.  Luis and Eric led the twelve women, Becky and I to the
door that led to the back of the building, as Glen and Craig followed
behind us.  As Luis unlocked the door, Eric turned to us, and said, Ladies.
This is our 'Hologram Experience'.

   We all entered the large space.  Other than a replica of a bar
surrounded by eighteen or so bar stools in the corner of the room, it was
completely empty.  Glen stood in front of the bar and addressed us. 
"Ladies.  We can replicate any scenario you can imagine in this room.  If
your hot button is being the only one naked in a crowd, you can experience
it here".  I knew he used that example for my benefit, thanks to
information he must have received from Becky.  "Ladies.  This is your
Fantasy Land".  Simply reserve the room as an individual or as a group, let
us know you fantasy, and we will see to it that you experience that fantasy
safely, right here in this room".

   Becky called out, "Kelly likes to be humiliated, while naked in public!
Can you dial up that scenario?" I would have grabbed her by her shirt to
protest, but she wasn't wearing one.  Instead, I just stood there in
horror, as all eyes were now focused on my naked body.  All twelve women
cheered in agreement, as my fate was now sealed.  Becky kissed me, then
slid her tongue inside my mouth, while whispering, "Have fun Dirty Girl".
As she pulled away, I was barely able to take my eyes off of her, as she
stood there topless, wearing only her ultra short referee skirt and black
high top Converse All Stars.  She was so adorable.

   While I was taking in the view of my cute little girlfriend (I feels
strange referring to Becky as my girlfriend, but she is) the lights in the
room started to dim, when out of nowhere, the room was filled with at least
100 dressed images of both men and women of all adult ages.  They seemed so
real it was difficult to tell the images from the real people in the room.
I was getting disapproving looks from almost all of the lifelike images,
making me feel so ashamed, I made the critical mistake of covering up my
pussy with my hands.  Immediately all the images started pointing at me and
laughing.  They seemed so real, I was on the verge of tears.

   "Oh look!  The little slut is going to cry", said one of the female
images.  "If you didn't want everyone to see your pussy, why are you
walking around naked?", came the voice from another.  Becky reached around
me from behind and pulled my hands from my pussy, as she whispered in my
ear, "They're not real Kelly, but the expressions of the twelve women are.
Look how elated they are, as they're thinking about the possibilities for
their own fantasies.  My brother and his three partners could not have
asked for a better advertisement.  Now be the Dirty Girl I know and love,
and stand up to these people".

   With every drop of modesty, dignity and self-esteem having been
completely stripped from me, I eagerly searched for some inner courage to
help alleviate the utter shame I was feeling.  It was not to be.  Becky
took my hand and led me through the crowd of 100 plus apparitions.  The
dirty looks and demeaning comments continued to fly, as she sat me up on
the bar.  She spread my legs wide open, looked up at me, and said, "Go on,
Kelly.  Tell them how you want them to see your pussy".  As the images
gathered around me, I barely noticed the real people in the room.  My
nipples were so erect I thought they would burst.

   I remained speechless, as the 'Hologram Experience' felt more like it
was actually happening, rather than some virtual reality fantasy.  My body
was quivering, as my pussy was swelling with excitement.  Becky realized I
was catatonic, and spoke for me.  "Yes!  You are all correct!  Kelly loves
it when strangers see her pussy.  Everyone!  Step right up and see for
yourself".  The images came closer and closer, as Becky started to part my
pussy lips, giving all around (both real and virtual) a clear view of the
inside of my most private area.

   Overcome with both utter humiliation and total arousal, I focused on the
many human images that seemed to be so real.  As I was sitting spread eagle
on the bar, Becky called out, "Do you all want to see Kelly have an
orgasm?" Stunned, I just sat there, continuing to allow all those around to
see me at my most vulnerable.  Becky whispered in my ear, "O.k.  Dirty
Girl. It's time to put on a show".  She laid me out on the bar, spread my
legs apart, as the bottoms of my feet, once again were touching.  Becky
inserted her talented fingers into my pussy, then started to massage my
clit, as all around were watching.

   I kept my focus on Becky, as I began to be aware I was about to have
another public orgasm.  She feverishly worked my clitoris, while I moaned
and reeled upon the bar.  I then had the biggest of all of my public
orgasms.  The volume of cum to flow from my pussy was the largest yet.  I
collapsed in total, physical exhaustion, then became completely limp. 
Becky of course, gathered my secretion, then spread it all over my torso,
my hair, and this time my face.  "I love you Dirty Girl", she said, as she
again whispered in my ear, "You have forty minutes left in your fantasy. 
You get to walk around naked, knowing everyone, real or imagined, just
watched you cum on this bar".

   Still limp, I just smiled, and said, "O.K.".  Becky pulled me up from my
lateral position, helped me off the bar, then proceeded to walk me around
the room, among the many virtual people, and those who were oh so real. 
Covered in my own cum, I felt so dirty and cheap, as Becky paraded me in
front of those in the room.  Still, I could not deny the sexual
satisfaction I felt, as I walked completely naked, in front of everyone in
attendance.



   T-shirt for sale.  Part 64

   The images seemed so real, it was becoming difficult to tell who was
real and who was not.  I started seeing faces I hadn't seen before, most of
which seemed more astounded at my public debauchery, than disapproving.  No
one was laughing at me, or pointing any longer.  I soon found myself
searching for those I could recognized, but they seemed few and far
between. Becky paraded me twice around the bar, as I started feeling like I
was hallucinating.

   As we finished our second go around the bar, we met up with two of the
women from the open house.  Becky was sure to hold my left hand in her left
hand, as she stood behind me, exposing what she wanted, but leaving me the
main attraction.  "Hey girls", she said, while revealing some of her
attributes, but leaving my entire, cum soaked, sticky, naked body, on
display for all to see.

   One of the women looked me over, as the hologram images seemed to get
closer, then back off.  She turned to Becky, and said, "Well Becky.  You
were right.  She cums in buckets, when she has an audience".  About to die
of embarrassment, I heard the other woman say, "I can see why you call her
your Dirty Girl", as she was also looking me over.  "She's covered in her
own cum.  I'd say that is as dirty as it gets.  Definitely, a Dirty Girl".

   Becky responded by saying, "Enjoy the rest of the Open House, ladies",
as she escorted me through the maze of hologram images, and the remaining
ten women from the open house.  Feeling more ashamed than I had ever felt
before, I was powerless in Becky's hands.  She knew what excited me, and
would continue to exploit it.  We were almost at the halfway point of the
hologram experience, when the lights seemed to get brighter and the
imaginary people faded away, leaving me in the most humiliating of
circumstances.

   I was surrounded by at least twenty additional real clothed people. 
They had filtered them in among the images, while Becky was bringing me to
climax on the bar.  Becky held my hands, keeping me totally exposed, as the
crowd of now almost forty clothed people started cheering and clapping.  I
just stood there feeling sullied and cheap, yet unable to deny the tingling
I had first felt between my legs at age twelve, was in full force once
again.

   "Surprise Kelly!  We set this all up, just for you, Dirty Girl!", Becky
exclaimed, with a huge smile on her face, as the clapping and cheering
continued to echo from the crowd.  I had no idea how to feel.  I mean
really, what do you do in a situation like that?  Take a bow?  I just
provided almost forty people, with a live display of total lasciviousness.
I wasn't even sure if I should give them an appreciative smile.  Instead, I
just stood there hoping the new wetness between my thighs would blend in
with the now dried, sticky secretion that Becky had spread all over me.

   As the cheers started to quiet down, Becky led me around the room,
introducing me to everyone as her girlfriend.  Some said, "Nice to meet
you", while others reached out to shake my hand.  It was as if I was
campaigning for office, with the exception of the naked, cum covered body.
I started to relax a bit, as the introductions continued.  Everyone seemed
fine with my so-called performance, if not out-right entertained.  It was
then that a man looked me over, and said, "There's nothing hotter than a
clean shaven pussy".

   As I stood there in horror and about to die of embarrassment, Becky
said, "Take a closer look Bill.  Luis gave Kelly a pubic wax just a short
while before you all arrived.  It's one of the services offered hear at The
Relaxation Studio", as she had me stand with my legs spread a couple of
feet apart.  "See!  Not a trace of stubble", she announced, as she slid her
fingers across my pussy lips.

   Bill crouched down to get a closer look at my bald pussy, when Becky
said, "If you can behave yourself Bill, you can touch it, to see how smooth
it really is".  I turned to Becky in protest, but she dismissed me and
whispered, "It's good advertisement for my brother's business.  Don't worry
Kelly.  I'm right here".

   Bill took Becky up on her offer and ran his fingers across my pussy. 
One of the women who was part of the added group of spectators, asked, "Can
I feel it next?" Becky replied, "Of course you can", as Bill stood up and
took a step back.  The woman slid her fingers across my hairless mound, and
said, "Yup.  Not a bit of stubble".

   Before I knew it, people were forming a line to feel my freshly waxed
pussy, while I started to be afraid I might have another orgasm right
there. Even so, Becky held me steady, while more than a dozen people,
mostly women, felt my pussy lips.  It was so surreal, yet again, I could
not deny the incredible arousing effect it had on me.

   Becky talked with the onlookers for another ten minutes, while
continuing to parade me in front the them.  Eric announced that he
appreciated the added excitement to the Open House, and thanked all the
extras from coming, as they filed out of the hologram room, making sure to
get a last look at the naked girl, especially since cameras were forbidden.
Left with Becky in her adorable outfit, the four well built gay men and
twelve invited women, I was unsure of what to expect next.

   Finally, one of the women asked the four studio owners a question that
would take the limelight off me, "Can you put in a stripper pole?  My
husband has been asking me to strip at an 'Amateur Night', at a small strip
joint an hour from here.  It's been his fantasy for a while, but I haven't
been able to work up the courage to do it.  We even went once, but I got
cold feet after seeing all those men around the stage.  I think if I
practiced in this environment, I could go through with it for him, and me
for that matter.  I've wanted to do it ever since he suggested it, but
haven't had guts, to be honest".

   It turned out that Craig and Glen were the technically minded, of the
four owners.  They were the ones who prepared the hologram experience that
Becky had arranged for me.  They no sooner explained to the woman that her
fantasy was easily achieved, and she could bring her husband, when another
woman, in her mid twenties, publically explained her fantasy, and asked if
it was possible.

   "When my boyfriend and I were in college, we attended plenty of frat
parties.  Several times we witnessed people getting naked and having sex,
right there in front of every one.  My boyfriend and I both wanted to try
it once, but like this woman, couldn't muster up the courage.  Can I bring
him here, and can you provide a frat party atmosphere?" Again, their answer
was "Yes".  Listening to these women describe their fantasies, almost made
me forget I was naked and sticky.



   T-shirt for sale.  Part 65

   As the question and answer session continued, Becky took my hand and led
me back to the sauna room.  She removed her skirt and sneakers, placed them
outside the door, and we both took our seats in the steamy, but private
room.  She immediately spread her legs and started rubbing her pussy, while
saying, "O.k.  Kelly.  Get back to your story.  It must have felt weird to
find out your mom was a teenage nudist, when you were only twelve years
old".

   I also spread my legs, but kept my fingers from obstructing Becky's view
of my open slit, as I placed my hands on the warm bench.  Just sitting
there, feeling the heat of the sauna liquefy the cum that was smeared all
over my body, while watching her masturbate, was stimulating and relaxing,
at the same time.  Before I could even think about picking up where I left
off, when telling the story of my utter naked humiliation at the age of
twelve, and my very first orgasms, Becky asked, "Kelly!  Did you perform in
the play or not?"

   I simply replied, "Becky.  You'll have to wait to find out.  There's not
enough time left to finish the story here".  Her reply was classic Becky.
"O.k.  Girlfriend.  As soon as we get to your house, you're going to take
me to your print shop.  You can get started on the T-shirt order you were
telling me about, and finish the story there.  I'll get naked and ride your
Sybian Saddle, while you tell me the rest of your little pre-teen naked
adventure", still massaging her pussy.

   It wasn't long before we heard a knock at the sauna door.  "Come in",
Becky said, while still feverishly rubbing her own pussy.  Luis walked in,
and said, "The open house guests would like to thank you girls".  He then
quietly said, "All twelve women took out memberships, and we have seven
reservations for the Hologram Experience.  We can't thank you two enough"

   Becky stopped masturbating, and said, "Come on Dirty Girl.  Let's go say
goodbye to our fan club".  She walked out of the sauna, then out to the
entrance area, completely naked.  She said, in an exuberant tone, "Thank
you all for coming", then turned to me, saying, "No pun intended Kelly". 
The women started giggling, when one of them walked up to my now sweaty,
naked frame, and asked, "Kelly, do you mind?", as she started feeling my
bald pussy lips with her fingers.  "I'm thinking of getting a pubic wax,
and wanted to make sure there would be no stubble".

   I might have been debased while naked, in front of all those clothed
people, but I wasn't an idiot.  I knew she wanted one last chance to see me
humiliated.  I looked out the large windows to see people walking passed
the studio, not sure if I wanted them to see me or not, as the woman
continued rubbing my pussy, while saying, "You ladies need to feel this. 
Smooth as a baby's behind".  They sat me back down on the coffee table,
then spread my legs open.

   All twelve women took turns rubbing my hairless mound, while talking
about the quality of the waxing, along with their open house experience, as
Becky and the four men just watched.  Some of the women took the
opportunity to feel my erect nipples, saying how they had never seen
nipples protrude out so far.  I found myself subtly spreading my legs even
further apart, as the twelve women took turns molesting me, right there by
the main entrance.  It was awesome!  I did however, feel a bit disappointed
that those walking passed outside, could not see inside.  Becky was right.
I loved having an audience.

   The women thanked Becky and I for the live show.  Many said, it gave
them a visual, that allowed them to think about possibly pursuing their own
individual fantasies.  Becky of course, spoke for both of us.  "If any of
you need any extras for your fantasies, don't hesitate to call Kelly and I.
Eric has our numbers".  They again thanked us, and left through the front
door.

   As soon as they were gone, Becky, Eric, Luis, Craig and Glen all turned
to me, and said, "Kelly!  You were awesome!  They went on to tell me what a
critical shot in the arm their business had just received.  All I knew is
that I again allowed myself to be stripped naked, and humiliated in front
of a large group of clothed strangers.  I also knew I was completely
sexually satisfied.

   The thought of getting dressed, never crossed my mind, as the six of us
returned to the hologram room for a celebration drink.  Becky retrieved her
skirt and sneakers on the way back to the high tech room, most likely
because her brother was present.  I was happy to stay naked, as we all
toasted each other for the successful open house.  Eric left for a moment,
then returned with my clothes.  I didn't want to put them on, but knew it
was time for Becky and I to head out.

   Becky and I said our goodbyes to the guys, then she followed me back to
my house.  We both agreed not to wear our panties during the two-plus hour
drive home.  We positioned our phones so we could talk safely, while we
drove.  Often when passing a tractor trailer, we would expose our pussies
for the truck driver, as they honked their deep, loud horns.  The antics
made the trip seem to go by quickly.  We arrived at my little, but unique
house, and I gave Becky a quick tour, before heading to my print shop.

   As promised, Becky stripped naked and asked where the Sybian Saddle was.
I pulled it out, plugged it in, then handed her the controls, as I removed
my sundress and bra.  She requested I leave the door unlocked, but I
declined.  These were my neighborhood customers, and could not take the
risk.  She understood, as she lowered herself onto the phallus of the
saddle, then said, "O.K.  Kelly.  Finish your story", as she turned the
saddle on low.