"What do you mean by not getting dressed again?" I looked over at Carrie with my brown eyes wide. "You mean... ever again?"

My friend, who was driving, glanced sideways at me and giggled. "Sure, why not! Hee hee, I like that idea. Maybe from now on, whenever I am around, you will have to take off all your clothes... on the spot!"

"Oh," I said in a small voice, lifting my hands to clutch my breasts.

The strawberry-blonde smiled as she effortlessly changed lanes on the highway, without using her blinker. "But you don't have to worry about that now, Erica. Since you're already naked. How long do you think I can keep you like this?"

I looked down at my bare toes and wiggled them on the floor mats of the car. Completely naked, and the last clothes I had been wearing were locked inside Carrie's trunk. This was really too much!

"Well, my parents are going to be gone for most of the day," I started slowly. "We could go back to my house, and I guess it would be all right for me to stay nude."

Carrie tossed back her mane of red and gold tresses, then glanced in the rearview mirror. "No way! It's summer, and we are going to have ourselves some fun. But you will be baring that cute little body of yours the whole time!"

"Oh, Carrie..." I moaned and closed my eyes.

What she truly had in mind, I had no idea. We just continued to drive along, and I felt completely helpless. I couldn't believe she was doing this to me. She had already got me in trouble at the gas station. My hands fussed and alternated between covering my small breasts or lying clasped in my lap. Sometimes I drummed my fingers nervously on the sides of my legs, leaving everything exposed.

Before long, yet all too soon, my friend started slowing down as we pulled off an exit on the highway. I hunched forward a little, turning my head to try and orientate myself about where we were headed. Carrie looked over at me and saw my confusion.

"I told you, Erica," she said. "We are going to the beach!"

Somewhat surprised, I asked, "You mean we are really going to a nude beach, like I told people back at the station?"

"No," Carrie laughed. "We are going to a public beach."

Speechless, I spread my arms for emphasis, indicating that I wasn't properly dressed for the regular beach. No bikini or anything. Did she expect to parade me outside, nude in public? But to my amazement, my friend only followed the signs all the way to the parking lot. Outside the window, I could almost hear the waves crashing from beyond. My tummy fluttered with fear... and excitement.

Carrie turned off the ignition, and then leaned over on her side facing me. She reached her arm over and lightly traced a circle around my navel with her finger.

"Wait here for a second," she said with a big grin.

"Sure, I'm not going anywhere," I answered a little breathlessly.

With that, Carrie slid back the other way and got out of the car. Although I wanted to slink down as much as possible so as not to be seen, I found that I had to turn around to see what the girl was up to. I noticed that nobody was parked near us for the moment, so I maneuvered myself to a kneeling position on the seat and peeked over the headrest. My friend was getting something out of the trunk.

I watched her slam the back panel shut, and proceed to walk around to the passenger side of the car. She flung the door open leaving me totally exposed, if anyone had been looking in this direction. My eyes darted past her, making sure it was clear, then saw her drop her bag to the ground. In her other arm, she had a folded blanket.

"Here, Erica, cover yourself with this..." she said as she shook out the blanket now with both hands.

"What?" I stammered, still uncomprehending.

Carrie tapped her foot on the pavement, apparently loosing patience. "Look, just come out here, OK?"

I swung my legs around on the seat, dropping my bare toes to the parking lot. Shyly, I stepped out of the car in front of Carrie. Turning my head to the left and the right, my hair brushed my shoulders. Instinctively, I had one hand lowered to hide my crotch, the other arm across my breasts.

The taller girl moved forward and draped the blanket in front of me, wrapping it around my shoulders. It was red and brown, and the soft wooly material tickled my nipples. Carrie took a step back to evaluate me. Underneath the covering, my fingers fidgeted as I grasped the fabric and twisted it around my body so that I was wearing it like a cape. I found that I could keep the sides clenched shut in my fists, almost as if I was keeping a jacket closed with my hands.

"Yes, that is much better," Carrie held her chin in one hand and nodded critically.

I looked down, confirming that the hem of the blanket reached midway past my thighs. However my knees, lower legs and little feet were all bare and exposed. I tried to peer over my shoulder, to get a look behind.

"Is my ass covered?" I asked desperately.

Carrie giggled and replied, "Yeah, I can't see your cute little bottom anymore."

I took a few hesitant steps to the side, and then spun around, embarrassed and frustrated. "Carrie, I can't go onto the beach like this!"

"Of course you can," my friend returned defiantly. "Lots of people bring their blanket onto the beach."

"Not if that's the only thing they are bringing... or wearing!" I said, feeling my face blush.

The strawberry-blonde flashed her charming smile and said, "Well that will be our little secret. Come on, Erica, this is going to be so fun!"

I shuffled back and forth, and brushed my toes behind my other leg. Naked under a blanket! What was she thinking? Glancing to my left, I noticed a couple of cars pulling into the parking lot. It was so nice outside that I bet it would probably be a crowded day at the beach. Looking to my right, I saw Carrie had already skipped ahead in her bikini top and denim shorts and long tan legs.

"Wait up!" I squeaked and clutched the blanket tightly in front of my body as I rushed forward.

There were a couple of lifeguard-looking dudes near the entrance to the public beach. I guess they were officials or something, because they had whistles that hung from their necks. While I wanted to scamper past them quickly, I was afraid of my blanket slipping or getting whipped away. And my nipples were growing long again. I found myself staring shyly at the two young men, and they were watching me curiously.

Fortunately, Carrie had not run too far toward the beach. She saw me dithering there, and swept over to my side. The strawberry-blonde found one of my hands and started to pull me forward. With my one other hand, I clutched onto that blanket for dear life!

"Don't worry," Carrie turned and said to the lifeguards, "she's with me."

I put my head down, and the two of us walked onto the beach. Just as I expected, I saw that there was a multitude of people, a good-sized crowd populating the sandy shore. Glancing over my shoulder, I found the two guys following us with their eyes.

"Ohmygosh, Carrie," I looked up at my friend. "Do you think they thought I was a little kid?"

The taller, buxom young lady smiled back at me. "I don't know, Erica. I bet if you weren't wearing that blanket, they would see you are all woman. Are your nipples hard?"

"Yes," I admitted shamefully.

Carrie continued to walk forward, squeezing my hand. "And I bet your clitoris is sticking out, right?"

"Carrie!" I squealed in shock. "Come on, stop teasing me like that!"

Flipping back her mane of red and golden tresses, she only replied, "Hmmm. Well, we will find out soon enough."

"What... what is that supposed to mean?" I gulped.

We pressed on in silence, leaving my mind racing. I kept my head down, to watch where my bare feet were going, since I did not want to have an embarrassing fall. At least Carrie still had on her sneakers. We walked by a lot of people, more young men and women, teenagers, and whole families. I felt like they were all looking at me. Did they know?

"Just try to act casual," my friend leaned close to whisper in my ear.

I closed my eyes and shuddered a little. Resigned to simply let Carrie drag me where she would, I followed without further protest. The blanket was still covering me, as I could feel its tiny fibers tickling my otherwise nude body. In this way, I passed concealed through probably a hundred people or more.

Finally we reached a spot, and I could hear the crash of the waves nearby.

"Here we are," Carrie said in a cheerful voice.

Opening my eyes to look around, I was amazed to find she had selected a spot that was not so surrounded by people. Oh, there was still everybody easily within view. Just not right on top of us, or next to us on either side. Maybe it was because we were closer to the water. I could see a concession stand not too far behind us. Further down along the beach, there appeared to be set up a volleyball net.

The twenty-year-old girl stood in front of me and tugged on the blanket. "Come on, Erica. Help me spread this out on the sand."

"What?" my eyes grew wide and I clutched the blanket even tighter. "You can't! You said I could wear this..."

"No, silly," Carrie giggled. "I said you could wear it so that we could sneak onto the beach. You know, temporarily. But now we need it to lie on. Hurry up, I'm dying to get my clothes off!"

Well, I don't know what she had in mind, but those words certainly aroused my imagination. I opened up the blanket as if it was trench coat and I was flashing her. For a few seconds, I just stood there showing her my tits, bellybutton, legs, and pussy. Then Carrie reached out her hand, grabbing a fist full of the fuzzy material. She nearly yanked the thing off my body, and I only managed to maintain hold of the edge in front of me with both hands.

My bare butt was totally exposed on a public beach! Instinctively, my toes curled in the sand. The blanket was spread out between the two of us, almost as if we were setting a tablecloth... or making a bed. Carrie grinned from ear to ear at having me in such a vulnerable state and position. That only caused my poor pink nipples to stiffen.

We slowly lowered the blanket to the ground, neat and flat, with me having to bend over completely nude. It wasn't very large, obviously, as I had been wearing it like poncho mere moments ago. But there was probably enough room for both Carrie and I to lie down side by side. At first, I clutched my hands to my breasts, and then dropped a hand to hide my pussy. Looking around, it did not appear that anyone had seen my unveiling.

Immediately, I sank to my knees on the comfortable fabric. I maneuvered myself back a little, and then lay down on my stomach. Sure, this left my little bottom exposed. But hopefully no one would notice until they came too close. I tried to relax, though I felt my heart pitter-patter beneath me, and folded my arms under my chin. Raising my eyes, it seemed Carrie towered over me.

She smiled and popped open the button of her denim jeans, while simultaneously stepping on one sneaker in order to pull out her other foot. Soon she was completely barefoot, and inches from my face were her perfect manicured toes. Carrie continued to strip for me, just like back at my house, pulling her shorts all the way down her legs until she could step out of them.

Now clad in just her bikini, my friend rolled over onto the blanket next to me and propped herself up on her elbows. I was facing toward the water with my ankles crossed. My butt cheeks clenched nervously. Carrie, however, had positioned herself the opposite way so that her head was close to mine and we could talk face to face. I looked at her in her bikini and pouted.

"What's the matter, Erica?" she asked.

"Oh, I thought you were going to take off everything, too," I said bashfully. "You know..."

My friend gasped, pretending to act shocked, and then teased a lock of my hair. "Now what fun would that be? If you and I were both naked, we would probably end up having sex right here on the beach. And then they would throw us out for sure!"

"Mmmm-hmmm," I answered dreamily.

After a few minutes, Carrie was restless and started to shift around. I of course stayed very still. But soon I felt her wandering fingers on my shoulders and back. It wasn't long before she was touching my butt, slowly rubbing the smooth bare skin, and even teasing the top of my crack.

"Oooh," a small coo escaped my lips.

Now caressing my claves and feet, the strawberry-blonde suddenly suggested, "Why don't you flip over on your back, Erica."

"I couldn't!" I lifted my head and glanced past my shoulder at her. "I mean... I don't want you to see."

"Don't want me to see, huh?" Carrie broke out into a broad grin. "This sounds too intriguing. What don't you want me to see? Come on, now, flip over like a good little girl."

I bit my lip in frustration, and all I managed to squeak out was "But..."

Instead of finishing, I took a deep breath and swallowed the lump of fear in my throat. I mean, people would be walking by us sooner or later. Still, I gently rolled to my side, and then turned over completely, staring up at the sky. My hands moved to cover my exposed private parts.

My friend only chided me. "Erica, you can't lay with your arms like that. It will certainly look suspicious. Just relax, and act natural!"

"Natural, huh?" I grumbled.

But doing as I was told, I slowly moved my arms off my body, letting them fall loosely to the ground. How do these things happen to me? Here I was, lying stark naked on a public beach, in the middle of the afternoon! Carrie ran her nimble fingers down my stomach, making me arch my back and spread my legs apart. Then she came around to inspect me.

"Oh, now I see," she said very seriously. "You've got a wet pussy, Miss! That's what I was afraid of. I don't want you to stain the blanket, tee hee."

I was blushing from head to toe, while the precocious young lady reached for her tote bag and pulled out some Kleenex tissues. She was kneeling next to me, preparing to pat down my legs, inside my thighs.

"Carrie, please..." I muttered.

Too late, she was cleaning up my fluids, which absolutely humiliated me. There was nothing I could do, though but let her minister to me like I was a child who soiled herself. Even worse, there was nothing left for me to hide.

"AAAAHHHH..." I moaned when she made direct contact with my sensitive pussy.

Carrie only chuckled, and continued to wipe down my crotch. She was very thorough. When she was done, I was not completely dry. My excited vagina was still moist, but at least I didn't have any juices running down my leg. With her bare fingers, Carrie puckered out my rubbery pussy lips, making a suitable presentation of my pubic area!

"Your clit is enormous today, Erica," she informed me. "Clearly visible..."

I know. Even without her touching myself, I could sense the pink nub hyper-extended and pushing out of its clitoral hood. Not just poking out, but sticking out for the whole world to see. This was so embarrassing!

"Carrie, do you think my pussy lips are too big?" I asked, feeling self-conscious. "I mean, my labia... when they are unfolded, and just hanging out..."

Putting her hand below my bellybutton, she answered, "Oh my, no! I love the way they look! They are so sexy, Erica. It's great that you shave completely, because you can really see every last detail. And they are symmetrical, too. Like pretty butter-fly wings."

"Yeah, well..." I closed my eyes and absently started rubbing a long nipple. "Sometimes when I am running around naked, I can feel them, dangling between my legs and flapping in the wind."

Carrie continued to rub my stomach. "I bet that feels incredible. And when the breeze tickles your hairless pussy out in the open..."

"Ohhh... Uh!" I gasped, starting to buck my hips.

Suddenly, I heard a domineering female voice coming from above, "What the hell is she doing?"

I heard Carrie giggle and answer, "I'd say it looks like Erica is having an involuntary orgasm!"

Immediately, I opened up my eyes, and found myself staring up at my blonde-headed nemesis from high school, Lisa. She was dressed in a black bikini, no shoes. Turning my head, I saw that my friend Alicia was with her. Then to my shock, and utter embarrassment, I saw that they were accompanied by two of our other classmates from high school, John and Henry! So here I was, lying in front of five people, two of them guys... pussy up and stark nude!

"Involuntary?" Lisa asked with disdain in her voice. "So it wasn't her idea to come to the beach without any clothes?"

Standing at her side, John's eyes roamed the length of my outstretched body and said, "Looking good, Erica!"

At this, Lisa curled her lip and took a step closer. She was right in front of me. In fact, I even spread my legs further apart so she could stand between my ankles. The young woman took advantage of the situation by placing the toes of her bare foot gently on my hairless pussy.

"Aaah," I gasped and clenched my fists.

"Tell me why you are out here naked," Lisa demanded from me. "From the beginning."

But first, she continued to massage my crotch. She was able to pinch my puckered out pussy lips between her toes, playing with them and then rubbing my clit. Then, in front of everybody, she stuck her toe inside my pussy and wiggled it around.

"Oh God, Lisa," I sqealed. "You're going to make me cum!"

The blonde bitch only smirked, "Then you had better tell me everything."

So I was forced to describe my day, starting with the humiliating adventure with Alicia's cousin. Then I told them how upon my return, Carrie found me and masturbated me in my back yard. There was the trip to the gas station, and all those people who saw me there. That was the last time I had been wearing clothes, which Carrie now had locked in the trunk of her car. As I explained the ride to the beach and wearing a blanket, Lisa kept me on edge the whole time. My story was interrupted several times by squeals and squirming and moaning out loud.

Alicia, my best friend, was laughing. "I was going to take Jimmy to the beach today. Now I see he already got an eyeful of you, Erica."

"How many orgasms have you had today?" Lisa asked, slowly withdrawing her foot.

"She must be the horniest girl I know," Henry observed. "Look how long her nipples are!"

Meanwhile, I just lay there writhing on the blanket, letting five people watch me. My hands were now roaming all over my body and I licked my lips. Under the bright sun, I was so bare and pink, and they saw everything.

"All right, that's enough!" Lisa said, apparently loosing her patience. "Up on your feet, Erica."

She reached down and grabbed me by the arm. I whined and struggled a bit, but Lisa is much stronger than me. Soon, I was standing in the middle of everyone. Self-consciously, I tried to cover up, only to have my arms pulled out of the way. Carrie had found a comb, and was brushing out my shoulder-length hair while rubbing my back. As I stood with my feet separated, I know my aroused labia were unfolded and dangling. My clitoris was still wiggling up and down.

The blonde bitch now placed a finger under my chin, making me look her in the eye. "I am thirsty. In fact, I think we could all use a drink. Go over to the concession stand and bring us some refreshments. Get drinks for everyone, except for yourself."

"Don't worry, Erica, I'll let you have a sip of mine," Alicia reassured me.

I glanced down at my slim body, and then turned my head in the direction of the refreshment stand. "Oh! But I can't walk around like this..."

"Do it," Lisa insisted, placing her hands on her hips. "We will be waiting for you."

Well, Lisa looked so hot standing there in her bikini. I opened my mouth to object, but couldn't say anything. This was so embarrassing, especially with John and Henry watching me, and I felt helpless. Of course, the humiliation only made me more excited.

"Not much has changed since high school," John grinned.

Carrie had gone into her bag and returned to my side with a twenty-dollar bill. "Here you go, sweetie. Just like at the gas station!"

I took the money between my fingers, and then rubbed my arm as I hesitated. The concession stand was maybe sixty yards away, behind us. I could see people going up to it, getting ice creams and sodas, and then leaving. My friends were watching to see what I would do. Waiting for last customers to go back toward the beach, I took a deep breath.

Completely naked, I started walking across the sand.

At first, my eyes darted in every direction. Looking over my shoulder, I saw my own friends smile and wave, encouraging me. My tight little bottom clenched, my whole body was tingling. Did anyone else notice the nude girl strolling up to the snack bar? What if the lifeguards caught me! I had the hand with the money clutched in front of my pussy, holding my lowered arm with my other hand. The warm sand did feel really nice beneath my toes.

Because there was no one else presently being serviced at the stand, I was able to walk up to the counter before the attendant noticed me. To my good fortune, I realized that standing right up against front of the stand, I was hidden from the waist down. Only my bellybutton was visible. So cradling an arm in front of my small perky breasts, I cleared my throat.

"Excuse me," I said nervously.

Turning around from whatever he was doing, a young man faced me. Around a corner, another girl came out wearing an apron. They looked like they were about my age.

"Hi, can we help you?" the young lady asked nicely.

I brushed my toes up and down the calf of my other leg and said, "Yeah... can I get five, ah, five ice cherry drinks, please."

"Um, is something wrong?" the guy asked.

Looking down, I saw that I had switched the positioning of my arms, and now held one hand each in front of my tits. Hiding my erect nipples, this must have seemed strange standing there. I looked around, and saw another group of people now heading toward the stand. I had to get out of here!

"Listen, this is kind of embarrassing," I confessed desperately. "But I lost my top in the water..."

The girl was preparing the drinks, heard me and laughed. "And you couldn't throw on a shirt or something?"

"Ah, you know how it is," I said bouncing up on my toes, worried about the new customers coming closer. "My friends teased me and made me get them some refreshments before they would give me something to wear!"

The college-aged guy had placed a tray on the counter and was fitting the plastic cups into the slots. "So you walked all the way over here, even though you lost your bikini top?"

"She lost her bikini bottoms, too!" a boy's voice called out in back of my head.

Spinning my head, the ends of my hair swished over my shoulder as I spotted four boys lined up behind me. They reminded me of Alicia's cousin Jimmy and looked about thirteen-years-old, which meant they were about as tall as me. Their curious eyes scanned the length of my bare back as well as my ass, and my slender legs.

"Wait... you mean she's naked?" the guy at the counter asked.

I was blushing from head to toe. Why couldn't the ground open up and swallow me? Six people now, I was fully nude in between six strangers!

"Keep it in your pants," the counter girl admonished her co-worker, then turned to me. "I hope you at least brought money, honey?"

The secret out, I dropped my arms to my sides, placing the twenty-dollar bill on the counter. I could tell the young man wanted to say something about my succulent nipples, but he thought better of it. The girl took the cash and rang up the register.

"You better take your drinks and put some clothes on," the girl said, adding with a wink, "Before you get into trouble."

I could only nod my head as I reached to pick up the tray. Behind me, I heard the boys laughing. I'm sure they would go back and tell their parents or whomever they were with. The tray was heavy with the five drinks, and I had to use both hands to carry it. This left my female genitalia completely uncovered as I turned around. As I took a few steps forward, I glanced over my shoulder shyly and saw the counter-girl smack the other guy's arm.

"She's only sixteen," I heard her say. "Silly kid."

"I think she's hot," one of the boys was telling his buddies.

Actually, I'm twenty. But I guess that didn't matter. With the tray lifted high on my chest, the icy drinks kept my nipples hard and pointy. I hurried in a straight line to my friends, with my bald pussy on display, trying to be very careful despite my nudity. I did not want to spill any and get Lisa mad at me.

When I arrived back at the spot, they made me stand on the blanket while they surrounded me. Each one of them took their drink like I was a serving maid. When Henry pulled his cup out of the tray, he made sure to graze my elongated nipple, while his other hand patted my nude bottom. They all had their drinks, and I was left with nothing. Just like I was wearing.

"Cherry?" Lisa asked, criticizing me. "You got us all cherry? Couldn't you have been more original?"

I placed the empty cardboard tray in front of my pussy and answered, "I'm sorry... I couldn't think straight!"

Alicia was soon at my side to comfort me. First, however, she took the tray away from me and discarded it to the ground. Then she asked if I wanted to share her beverage. I nodded that I did. The busty brunette stood in front of me, and held out the cup with the straw. I paused for a second, taking a moment to realize that all my girlfriends had bigger tits than me. Yet it was my small breasts that were exposed for everyone to see! I closed my eyes and sucked on Alicia's straw.

Suddenly, I felt someone's hands on my back. Massaging my shoulders, then running down my slender hips. It was one of the guys, and off to the side I saw John lying on the beach with Carrie. Knowing then who it was behind me, I gasped when Henry leaned forward and kissed me on my neck.

"Oh! What... what are you doing!" I said breathlessly.

In reply, Henry reached his arms around, pulling me closed. His hands found my bare breasts, and he started teasing my nipples.

"It's not fair that only Lisa gets to have fun with you," the young man said.

At that moment, the blonde bitch walked over and broke up our embrace. "You know, that gives me an idea."

"I'd like to go home now," I said, hearing the chill in her voice.

"Oh no," Lisa said firmly, patting me on the cheek. "I still want to have more fun with you, Erica. You are going to play a little volleyball with John and Henry here. If they win, I'll let Henry make out with you until you have an orgasm."

As the boys whistled and celebrated, I was blushing furiously. The truth was, I was so horny, that I didn't mind any one of them touching me. But it was embarrassing to have Lisa control me and decide my sexual desires. I thought back to Ty from much earlier in the day, and how close I had come to having sex. Although I once had a crush on Henry, I wasn't sure I wanted to lose my virginity to him.

"Carrie, go find us a volleyball," Lisa commanded.

The strawberry-blonde was on it, with a giggle and a salute. She headed off toward the more crowded beach, jiggling all over the place. I'm sure she would have no trouble getting what she wanted.

That gave me some time to think before the match started. "Can Alicia be my partner?"

Lisa only shrugged. My friend came over and said she was on my side. Alicia rubbed my shoulder and gave me an affectionate kiss on the cheek. I was so sensitive right now, even a simple friendly gesture sent an erotic thrill through my body.

After a few minutes, Carrie came sauntering back to our group, tossing a volleyball up and down. That gave me an idea, and I turned toward Lisa.

"How about we make this a little more interesting," I suggested. "Since I'm putting something on the line, I think there should be a prize if me and Alicia win."

"That sounds fair," my friend and partner said. "What do you have in mind, cutie?"

I licked my lips and answered, "If we win... then Lisa and Carrie have to strip NAKED! Right here on the beach! Then you'll know how it feels."

"I'm up for it," Carrie immediately agreed. "If Erica and Alicia win, I will take off my bikini and stay completely nude."

But Lisa seemed to be considering more slowly. "I don't know. That might be too tempting for the boys to throw the match. Unless..."

John and Henry only looked at each other and grinned. It seemed that either way, they came out winners. But this was not about them. This was about me getting even with Lisa.

"OK," Lisa finally decided. "I'll take off my bikini too, if you win, Erica. But slight change of plans. I am going to be your volleyball partner."

"What?" Alicia and I both shouted at the same time.

"Don't you think there might be, um, a conflict of interest?" I asked, pressing the issue. "I mean, if we win, you have to get naked. So won't you try to lose on purpose?"

Lisa walked up close to me, reaching down to place her finger on my clit. "I guess you'll have to try extra... hard!"

My legs trembled as I moaned beneath her touch. She had such a way with me, that I could never refuse, no matter what she said. Lisa then spun me around and started marching me off toward the volleyball net. Soon the other girls and the other two guys joined us. Even though they were in bathing suits, it was still awkward for me being the only one fully nude.

Thankfully, there was so one else using the net. But like the concession stand, there was no telling when other people on the beach might come this way. I hoped we could finish the game quickly. As John and Henry walked around to one side, Lisa explained the rules, which she no doubt made up on the spot.

"We will play to see who gets to three points first. If Team Erica is victorious, then Carrie and I will remove our bikinis and you all get to see us in our birthday suits. If the boys win, then Henry gets to give Erica an orgasm right here on the beach. Alicia will be the referee."

The six of us agreed, although I still didn't think it was very fair. I realized, strolling around the net on my bare toes, that this was no time for being shy. I would have to be nimble, and let it all hang out, if I was going to play well. And I wasn't even that athletic.

Carrie stayed on the sidelines, doing a teasing dance. Alicia took the ball from her and walked up to the center of the net. This would be to decide who serves first. She waited until John, Henry, Lisa and I were in positions, and then she tossed the volleyball high in the air.

At once, I sprinted forward, my little tits bouncing up and down, The boys came running in my direction, broad smiles on their faces. We all reached the net and jumped as the ball started its descent. Doing this nude, my nipples brushed the black threads of the netting.

"Oh!" I gasped, and missed the ball.

The boys however did not, and either John or Henry smacked the volleyball, spiking it on my side of the net. I landed on my ass in the sand. Turning my head, I saw that Lisa did not even run up to the net for this first play. She just stood there, coolly blowing on her fingernails.

"John and Henry serve first," Alicia announced, moving to collect the white rubber sphere.

As I stood up, I brushed sand off my legs and bare butt in frustration. I even glared at Lisa. Of course, she wasn't paying attention to me. So I turned to get into position, with arms at my sides, standing full frontal before the boys.

That didn't seem to distract them, as Henry made the first serve. He popped the ball in the air with his fist, sending it sailing over the net, toward Lisa. I waited expectantly for her to make the return volley. Instead, she only stood there, and let the ball hit the ground at her feet.

"Point for the boys," Alicia called out.

"You're not even pretending to try!" I whined, stamping my little foot.

Lisa picked up the ball, glancing at me imperiously. "Maybe I just want to make it interesting."

She tossed the ball over the net, back to John. They would get to serve again. But this time I knew what to expect. I put my hands on my thighs, crouching a little in anticipation, my pussy lips wiggling between my legs. No time to think about that now, even though I was blushing.

The young man smacked the ball toward our side, spinning closer toward Lisa. This time, I dashed to my left, swinging my arm out to hit the ball back over the net. It didn't go that far, just barely clearing the net. Henry ran up and was able to get another spike shot in, driving the ball immediately into the sand on our side. I never had a chance to get to it.

"Two points for John and Henry!" Alicia called out, almost cheerfully.

Carrie on the sidelines clapped her hands, but then pouted. "Too bad, I thought I might get to work on an all-over tan."

That comment caused my heart to beat faster, thinking how I had a chance to get the buxom strawberry-blonde nude on the beach with me. But I had to concentrate. This wasn't over yet. I briefly lifted my hands to my own breasts, lightly touching my erect nipples. They were nice and hard, and I left them sticking straight out as I turned to face the boys.

It was Henry's turn to serve again. By now, I knew their game plan. Lisa was obviously no help to me. He would hit the ball in her direction. I was ready for it, I just had to get a lucky return shot in, to at least get us on the score board. My fists clenched, my toes curled in the sand. I was totally naked, but I didn't care. My eyes darted to Lisa who was looking quite bored.

Henry was directly across from me on the other side of the net. Swinging his arm up, he punched the ball high in the air. Instinctively, I turned my head to the left, getting ready to run into position. Then, to my shock, I saw out of the corner of my eye that the volleyball was aimed straight at me!

I was caught off balance, having shifted my weight to make a lunge to the side. Now I had to run forward as the white sphere came hurling at me. Nude volleyball! I couldn't believe I was playing nude volleyball! Desperately, I slapped at the ball with both my hands, sending it over to the boys. But momentum carried me forward… and Henry was easily able to make a return serve. This time, the ball sailed in Lisa's direction, but there was nothing I could do about it.

With a poof, the volleyball landed in the sand.

"John and Henry win!" Alicia called out.

I felt numb for a moment as I just stood there. Henry was quickly around the net and had an arm around my shoulder. My body responded, tingling at his touch. John joined his friend around the other side.

"How about a kiss for the winners, Erica?" he asked.

A little breathless, I closed my eyes and puckered my lips. Was I really going to let these guys play with me while my girlfriends watched? Suddenly, I felt his mouth around my breast, sucking and licking the nipple!

"Oh!" I gasped. "Mmmm…. Wait!"

Behind me, Henry had both hands on my hips and was giving my ass a good rub. John pulled away as Lisa stepped forward. I looked at her dreamily, while my bottom was being fondled.

"Are we going to do this here?" I purred.

Lisa ran a finger down my stomach, and then touched my sensitive pussy, searching for my clit. "I think the next group is here to use the volleyball net. We better find some place more private. I hope I don't have to drag you…"

"Ahhh…" I moaned as she flicked my clitoris up and down. Henry was sucking on my earlobe. "Mmmm… no! Yes… I'll go wherever you want me to!"

Lisa instructed us to follow her. Apparently, Carrie had already gotten the blanket and Alicia gathered up the rest of our things. Together we walked down the stretch of beach. How long were they going to keep me on edge? I think we passed some people, but I was kind of in a daze. Being the smallest and in the middle, I don't know if they saw that I was nude.

Finally, we came to a path that led behind some reeds. Tucked away from the main public area, there was an isolated clearing. Here, Carrie and Alicia spread out the blanket. My legs trembling, I lowered myself to the ground, lying on my back just like they had found me. My arms were stretched out above my head, which was turned on the side resting my cheek on the soft blanket. In this way, I was completely exposed, completely vulnerable. A delicate flower waiting to be plucked. And all my friends from high school would get to watch.

John and Henry made themselves comfortable on either side of me. I held my breath anxiously, but soon enough their fingers were touching my nude body. They started slowly running their hands down my sides, caressing the bare skin of my hips and tummy. I forgot who was who, as I closed my eyes and simply enjoyed the sensuality of it all.

When my nipples began to be teased, the rest of my body reacted. I moaned out loud and arched my back. I couldn't help it, but I made it so obvious what gave me the most pleasure. Fingers ran down the length of my legs as I raised my own hands to squeeze my small breasts. Someone sucked on my toes, driving me wild.

"Play with it… play with my pussy!" I cried out in absolute ecstasy.

One of the boys began kissing my inner thigh, and I knew I wouldn't last much longer. All the events of the day were building up to a massive orgasm. I squirmed and moaned and gave into my desire. Looking down, I saw Henry licking my shaved pubic mound.

"Oh… Oh, yeah… Oh, oh…don't stop… Ah!" I gasped.

The young man crawled up my body and kissed me on the mouth. His tongue flicked over mine, while his hand stayed down to tickle my vagina. Soon he inserted a finger inside my pink slit, and began pushing in and out. My bare pussy lips rubbed against his hand as he fingered me in front of all our friends.

This was it, and I moaned, "I'm… I'm going to cum!"

Henry pressed his thumb on my clitoris, moving it up and down and in a circle, and I started to squirt. I was embarrassed because I had never let a boy masturbate me like this before. But I was also a little frustrated, because part of me wanted him inside me for the first time. Instead, I lifted my legs as my little wet pussy pulsed with a series of orgasms.

"Oooooh… uh-uh…mmmm… Oh! Oh! YEEEEESSSS!!!!"

"Wow, nice one, Erica!" the strawberry-blonde Carrie was cradling my head in her lap.

All I could do was lie there with my knees wide apart, every intimate detail of my anatomy on display. My friend gently brushed my hair, as I rested a hand on my bare tummy. I was spent.

"What are we going to do about these two?" I heard Alicia ask.

Slowly opening my eyes, I saw that John and Henry were standing off to the side, with large bulges in the front of their bathing suits. If only they could lose those trunks, it would be quite a sight for us ladies! Lisa walked over to the boys, and slipped a hand into each of their waistbands.

"Hmmm," the bossy blonde said, looking straight at me. "I think we can let these guys come back with us, Alicia. Once we get to my house, we can finish them off. See you later, Carrie."

She didn't even say goodbye to me. Just like that, Lisa led the two young men away. I can only imagine how she was dragging them along. My friend Alicia waved goodbye to me and blew a kiss, and was then following Lisa.

"What are we going to do?" I looked up at Carrie.

The young woman continued to stroke my face, as always, making my toes curl in the sand. "I don't know. We could follow them, crash over at Lisa's house. But you have to stay naked, Erica."

"Um, OK," I replied. "But how do we get off the beach?"

Carrie just smiled and said, "Better get this blanket wrapped around you…"

THE END