Crysta and Donna - The Amusement Park 
 “It’s Thursday morning, and the sun is shining.  Let’s cut class and have 
 some fun!”  Donna always woke up in a good mood.  She was wearing an 
 oversize t-shirt and a pair of knickers, which were two articles of 
 clothing more than her roommate, Crysta, was wearing. 
 “Leave me alone,” said the naked girl, her lovely face in her pillow, and 
 her just as lovely ass rumps in the air. 
 “Come on baby, baby, goo goo ga ga,” Donna had removed her top, and lay on 
 top of her roommate making baby noises in her ear to annoy her awake. 
 When that didn’t work, Donna massaged her shoulders and back.  This was 
 having an effect. 
 As Crysta started to wake up she wasn’t in such a bad mood any more. 
 “Mmmm,” she said as Donna massaged her lower back, and then her ass.  “You 
 know how to wake a girl up.”  Crysta spread her legs apart as Donna 
 continued massaging her roommate, bypassing her most intimate of areas, 
 and moving instead to her inner thighs.  This teasing made Crysta spread 
 her legs even farther apart.  It was becoming quite obvious that Crysta 
 was waking up, and her mood had taken quite a turn for the “wetter”. 
 Donna ran her hands from one of Crysta’s knees, along her inner thigh, 
 almost all the way up, and then skipped over Crysta’s hairless lips to the 
 other thigh.  This was driving Crysta crazy, so she got up on her hands 
 and knees.  Donna took advantage of this to rub Crysta’s breasts and 
 belly, repeatedly bypassing Crysta’s protruding clitoris.  “Oh, baby, 
 don’t tease me,” she said.  “Finish me!” 
 “That’s enough fun for now,” Donna replied, smiling.  She got off the bed, 
 and grabbed Crysta by the hand.  Crysta got up, and started kissing her 
 roommate and pulled her knickers partway down, hoping to entice her to 
 finish what she started, but Donna pulled away and said “Let’s go out and 
 do something instead of just screwing.” 
 Crysta, still dripping with desire, said “You always wanted to learn to be 
 a bit less inhibited.  Maybe I should teach you.”  Teach you a lesson, she 
 thought to herself.  “Let’s go to a place where hundreds of girls wear 
 next to nothing, and do a variety of fun activities.” 
 “You’ve got my attention,” Donna coyly traced a line from Crysta’s belly 
 button to her still parted lips, “where is this place?” 
 “This is the place where your dreams come true,” Crysta said, looking down 
 at her pussy. 
 “No, I mean where is the place where girls wear skimpy clothes and do fun 
 things?” 
 “Oh, that.”  Crysta looked up at Donna.  “The amusement park.  There’s a 
 water park there, too.  Let’s find something for you to wear.”  She cast 
 her eyes back at Donna’s knickers, which were still half-way down her 
 thighs, and that gave her an idea.  “You won’t be needing those,” she 
 said. 
 “Oh?” Donna gulped.  Reluctantly, she stripped naked, and waited for her 
 roommate’s next move.  Donna was slim.  Her tits weren’t as big as 
 Crysta’s, but they were perky.  Her pussy was framed by a tasteful bush. 
 Crysta rummaged through the closet, and came up with a tiny tube top.  It 
 was only two inches wide, but that’s enough to cover my nipples, Donna 
 thought as she put it on.  Her breasts poked out of the top and bottom. 
 Crysta kept rummaging.  “This is it!” she exclaimed, holding a shapeless 
 pair of terrycloth shorts with three buttons in front and a drawstring 
 around the waist. Crysta removed the drawstring, and handed the shorts to 
 Donna, who eagerly tried them on. 
 Crysta watched as Donna tucked her muff into the shorts and buttoned them 
 up. “They feel too loose.  I think they would just slip off when I walk.” 
 She was about to take them off and give them back to Crysta.  “Oh yeah?” 
 Crysta said.  “Walk down the hall and back.”  Donna looked in the mirror 
 to make sure she was properly covered.  Good enough, she thought.  She 
 opened the door, and looked both ways.  The coast was clear.  She walked 
 from the girls’ dorm room to the end of the hall while Crysta, naked and 
 unabashed, poked her had and shoulders out of the door to watch her 
 roommate.  The shorts slide partway down Donna’s tight round ass, 
 revealing the top of her butt crack, but they don’t fall any further than 
 that.  At the end of the hallway, she turned around, and Crysta could see 
 a bit of Donna’s muff, but that’s all.  Crysta stepped into the hallway, 
 and escorted her back into the room.  “They’re fine, Donna.  Don’t worry.” 
 Donna watched as Crysta picked out a strange object consisting of a 
 triangle of fabric with a plastic ball attached to one corner. Along the 
 three sides of the fabric were invisible ribs that gave it a curved shape. 
  “What the heck is that?” 
 Crysta bent her knees, and squatted with her legs slightly apart. She 
 licked the ball to get it wet, then pushed it into her asshole, and 
 arranged the triangle between her legs so it covered her vagina. Then she 
 stood up straight, and as if by magic, the triangle of cloth stayed in 
 place.  “Its a pair of strapless knickers.” 
 Donna was amazed.  “May I?”  Crysta nodded.  She slipped her fingers under 
 the front of it, and pulled it away from Crysta’s pussy. It moved easily, 
 but when she let go, it snapped back in place. Then she moved it left and 
 right, and like the steering wheel of a car, it centered itself. Donna 
 asked, “Does it stay in place no matter what?” 
 “As long as I keep my sphincter relaxed,” she replied. 
 “Can I take a closer look?” Donna asked, touching Crysta’s beautiful naked 
 ass. Crysta spread her legs apart, and let Donna put her fingers between 
 Crysta’s cheeks.  She felt the Crysta’s asshole, which was closed around 
 the ball, then continued running her hands between Crysta’s legs, and felt 
 her pussy through the fabric.  Donna noticed that Crysta was still excited 
 as she stood behind her roommate, and kneaded her ample breasts with one 
 hand, while rubbing her wet pussy with the other. She slipped her hand 
 under the strapless knickers, and kept rubbing while Crysta moaned with 
 pleasure. Before long, the ball popped from Crysta’s asshole, and Donna 
 felt her roommate’s pussy pulse with pleasure. 
 “That always happens when I cum,” she said.  Crysta picked it up off the 
 floor, wiped it with a tissue, then in one smooth motion, borne of long 
 experience, she wetted it and popped it back in. She put her legs back 
 together, and started looking for a top. She found a stretchy sleeveless 
 shirt that came down to the middle of her ass in the back, and exactly to 
 her crotch in front. She looked gorgeous, so sexily bottomless, yet fully 
 clothed. Donna marveled at the effect, lifting the back of Crysta’s dress 
 to see her naked ass.  The strapless knickers really did the trick, she 
 thought. 
 Time to go.  The girls walked down the stairs. Crysta noticed Donna pulled 
 up her falling shorts a few times, and asked her not to pull them up 
 unless they fell down to her knees.  “It’s for your own good, to become 
 less inhibited,” she explained.  Donna agreed, and started walking a 
 little more smoothly down the stairs. Still, her shorts slid down below 
 the top of her crack in back, and below the faintest wisp of pubic hair in 
 front, and although it was killing her, she avoided pulling them up. 
 Crysta could see the agony on Donna’s face, and made it just that much 
 harder for her by patting her on her lovely belly, now fully visible, 
 between her pubic bone and her belly button. 
 The girls got in Crysta’s car for the drive to the amusement park. The 
 whole way there, Donna was dying to pull up her shorts.  Her discomfort 
 was mixed with excitement, because now she was outdoors, with no way to 
 get to any better shorts that don’t fall down.  Crysta made it worse by 
 gently massaging Donna’s legs, gently stroking the place between Donna’s 
 legs, which was easily accessible through the legs of Donna’s fallen 
 shorts.  When she got out of the car, she discovered her shorts had slid 
 just about completely off her butt, and figured it was just a matter of 
 time before they fall to her knees and then she would be allowed to pull 
 them up. But she had an inspiration. She sat back down in the car, and 
 slid down the back of the seat, and then slid forward to get up, and her 
 shorts were once again in their proper place. Crysta tisked in 
 disapproval, but as Donna had lived up to the letter of her promise she 
 didn’t say anything. 
 As the girls entered the park they noticed a sign that explains the dress 
 code.  Girls must wear a top and bottom (no dresses) at the water park, 
 and must wear a shirt and shorts (no bathing suits) on amusement rides. 
 Donna lifted the front of Crysta’s shirt, and asked, “What do you think 
 this is, a bathing suit?”  Both girls laughed. 
 Crysta put her arm around Donna and said, “Let’s talk about the challenges 
 you’ll need to overcome.” 
 Donna turned to face her friend, and put both her arms around her waist, 
 lifting Crysta’s shirt high enough for passers-by to see her naked butt 
 and think she wasn’t wearing any bottoms.  Crysta knew her butt was on 
 display, but made no move to cover up.  “OK, Crysta,” she said, their lips 
 touching.  “Tell me about my challenges.” 
 “Today you will have three challenges.  The objective of these challenges 
 is to provide opportunities for you to become freer and less inhibited. 
 For this, you will have to take risks, and maybe have one or two people 
 see your privates.” 
 “I hope I don’t get embarrassed,” Donna said, and kissed her roommate as 
 she lifted her shirt even higher. 
 “You will.  But by taking risks and accomplishing the challenges, you will 
 gain confidence.” 
 “I’ll be ready to begin my first challenge... right after you get your 
 shirt back.”  With that, Donna, who had been lifting Crysta’s shirt higher 
 and higher, lifted it right off, and started running with it.  From the 
 back, Crysta looked completely naked.  She shrieked and ran, tits 
 bouncing, after Donna yelling over and over, “Give me back my shirt!” 
 Donna stopped running, and held out the shirt to the nearly naked girl, 
 saying, “I’ll agree to your three challenges if I’m allowed to refuse 
 them.”  Crysta grabbed for her shirt, but Donna pulled it away, like a 
 bullfighter with his cape. 
 Crysta put her hands on her naked hips.  “Alright, but every challenge you 
 refuse will cost you a button from the front of your shorts.” 
 “No way!  My shorts will fall down if I lose just one button” 
 “Not true.  Unbutton one button and you’ll see.”  Anxious to prove Crysta 
 wrong, Donna unbuttoned a button, and wiggled her hips as she walked up 
 and down the sidewalk, hoping her shorts would fall to the ground.  They 
 slipped to a dangerous level, exposing Donna’s muff, and they barely clung 
 to the middle of her tight little ass.  With each step, Donna could feel 
 them slipping lower, and she knew her next step would be her last step 
 before becoming bottomless.  All of a sudden Donna was torn between 
 proving herself right, which would happen if she took one more step, and 
 her dignity, which she could keep if she stood perfectly still. 
 Dignity won.  “You’re right, Crysta.  Here’s your shirt”  She held it out 
 for her friend, praying her shorts wouldn’t take the final plunge.  They 
 were already more than half way down her ass, and her pussy was just about 
 exposed as well, providing plenty of enjoyment to the onlookers.  Crysta 
 took her shirt back, and did a pirouette for the crowd before putting it 
 back on.  Donna was glad the attention had turned to her roommate, and 
 took advantage of the relative privacy to rebutton the top button, but the 
 shorts had slipped down so far she can’t do it.  And she already agreed 
 not to pull them up unless they fall to her knees.  Then a light bulb went 
 on inside Donna’s head.  I never agreed not to pull my shorts down.  With 
 her heart beating fast, she pulled them down to her knees.  Then, before 
 too many people got an eyeful, she pulled them back up again. 
 Crysta admired Donna’s ingenuity, but she had to put a stop to it.  “New 
 rule, Donna: No pulling your shorts down or up, or touching them in any 
 way, unless they fall below your knees.  And even then, you must ask for 
 permission first.  This is for your own good, Donna.  You must be forced 
 to become comfortable with whatever you’re wearing, even if people are 
 staring at your nudity—especially then.” 
 Reluctantly Donna agreed to all of Crysta’s rules: There will be three 
 challenges which she can decline only by losing a button, and she has to 
 keep her hands off her shorts, letting gravity do its work. 
 As the girls walked, they came to an attraction which consisted of a rope 
 stretched across a swimming pool, and kids were crossing the water by 
 hanging onto the rope.  “Here’s your first challenge, Donna.  Cross the 
 water on that rope.” 
 Donna looked at the kids hanging on the rope, and thought about her own 
 loose shorts.  I won’t make it half way across before my shorts fall in 
 the water.  She said “No”. 
 “OK, give me your top button.”  Donna unbuttoned the top button, but 
 Crysta said, “No give it to me.”  Donna, uncomprehending, gaped at her 
 friend.  Crysta grabbed the button and yanked hard. Before she knew it, 
 Donna’s shorts were around her ankles, and Crysta had the button in her 
 hand. Donna was so stunned she just stood there for a split second. Then 
 she bent at the waist and knees, and started to pull up her shorts. 
 “Wait!” Crysta said, drawing even more eyes in their direction. Donna 
 stopped. She was in a crouching position with her legs together for 
 modesty.  “New rule:  No bending at the knees.”  Donna knew this was for 
 her own good, and her privates now quite public also felt strangely warm 
 and tingly, so she stood up straight again, and then bent over at the 
 waist to pull her shorts up.  Donna’s legs were so thin, the crowd of 
 onlookers behind her could see her whole pussy, which was poking between 
 the tops of her long legs.  Knowing this will help her with her education, 
 she pulled her shorts up very slowly, finally ending the view from behind 
 as her shorts covered her now glistening pussy.  Crysta threw the button 
 into the nearest garbage can. 
 Donna was afraid to take even a step because her shorts were barely 
 clinging for dear life. But Crysta began walking very slowly, so Donna 
 felt compelled to move.  With each step, her now looser shorts slid down a 
 fraction of an inch.  It wouldn’t be long before she would be fully 
 exposed at this rate, unless there was some point where they would 
 “catch”.  Donna hoped against hope they would stop falling soon.  She 
 looked down, and saw to her dismay that wisps of pubic hair were now 
 popping out of her shorts, and she was desperately afraid her pussy would 
 be visible soon. 
 Donna stopped walking, and stood awkwardly with her knees together.  She 
 began trembling, and said, “Crysta, I can’t do it.  I feel my shorts 
 slipping down, and I’m so afraid I can’t move.”  She put her hands over 
 her eyes and began crying. 
 Crysta put her arm around her friend to console her.  “It’s OK, honey.  We 
 can stop here for a minute while I tell you about your second challenge. 
 I’ll even help you a little by pulling your shorts up.”  With one hand 
 Crysta reached into Donna’s shorts to check her level of excitement, and 
 found her quite moist.  With the other, Crysta pulled the shorts up, just 
 a bit. 
 “Thank you,” Donna sobbed. 
 “For your second challenge, cross the water on that rope.” 
 “Hey! That’s the same as my first challenge.” 
 “Do you want to lose another button?” 
 “Please, no.”  She covered her front with her hands. Crysta grabbed the 
 second button, and started pulling when Donna relented.  “OK, I’ll do it.” 
  She stood in line for the rope. When her time came, she reached up with 
 both hands and held onto the rope. As she reached up, her shorts started 
 slipping faster, and now all eyes were on her. Hand over hand, she moved 
 along the rope, her legs writhing in the air.  As she neared the middle of 
 the pool something happened that she hadn’t thought of.  She had been 
 worried so much about her shorts that she hadn’t considered her top at 
 all.  But then it happened: she slipped out of her tube top.  There she 
 hung, all by herself in mid-span, her tube top around her neck, breasts 
 jiggling as she continued to move hand over hand along the rope. Concerned 
 as she was with her breasts in such full view, something else was 
 bothering her even more. Her shorts had slipped down as far as the middle 
 of her butt, and had reached the point where they were about to fall.  Her 
 butt crack was now more than half visible, and her bush was completely in 
 view.  Being on display this way gave her a strange kind of excitement, 
 which was making her pussy wet, and terrifying her at the same time.  She 
 prayed her excitement didn’t show, and that thought just made her more 
 excited.  She tried to stop wiggling her legs so much, but it was too 
 late. All of a sudden, her shorts slipped off her butt. At the last 
 minute, she spread her legs apart to keep them from falling completely off 
 and into the water below, but, alas, she didn’t move fast enough to keep 
 her swollen pink pussy from view.  Second after agonizing second, she 
 clung to the rope.  Her breasts were exposed, and her pink pussy was 
 exposed.  This is the most horrible humiliation, she thought.  I wish I 
 could cover my breasts or my pussy with my hands, but I can’t because I 
 have to hang onto this rope.  And I wish I could put my legs together, but 
 I have to keep them apart or else I’ll lose my shorts.  Damn Crysta for 
 thinking of this challenge.  Finally, somehow, she reached the other side 
 of the rope, with her shorts around her knees. When she reached solid 
 ground, heaved a great sigh of relief as she pulled her tube top back 
 around her breasts. Still standing with her legs apart, she asked Crysta 
 permission to pull up her shorts. Crysta appeared to think it over as she 
 stood behind Donna and rubbed Donna’s belly.  I just want to put my legs 
 together.  “Please?” Donna begged, as Crysta’s hand started to stroke 
 Donna’s muff. Bypassing Donna’s soaking wet clit, Crysta stroked Donna’s 
 inner thighs, just above the place where her shorts were trapped by 
 Donna’s wide-apart legs. Reaching to the back of Donna’s thighs, Crysta 
 stroked the lower part of Donna’s cheeks, and massaged her asshole for 
 just a second before plunging two fingers into Donna’s quivering cunt. 
 “Ohhhh, Pleeaase,” Donna said as she came. Crysta said OK, and let Donna 
 lick her own cum off Crysta’s hands as she pulled up her shorts. 
 Crysta said, “Now you declined the first challenge, to cross the rope, and 
 you did the second challenge, crossing the same rope, so there remains one 
 challenge left for you. Are you ready?”  Donna nodded.  “The third 
 challenge is to climb the rock wall.”  This game was in the amusement 
 section of the park.  As they walked there, they passed a sign that said a 
 shirt and shorts were required for all amusement rides. 
 Donna saw the sign, and then looked at herself and Crysta.  “I guess I 
 won’t be doing the climbing, because my tube top isn’t a shirt.” 
 “Take it off then,” Crysta said. 
 “What? Right here? No!” 
 “Then I get to take a button from your shorts.” 
 Donna was about to object (that wasn’t part of our deal, you can only take 
 a button if I decline a challenge) when Crysta yanked the button right off 
 Donna’s shorts. Once again, the shorts were around Donna’s ankles, and 
 Donna was really embarrassed this time because her pussy was all swollen, 
 pink, and sopping wet.  But Donna remembered her training, and asked 
 permission to pull up her shorts.  It seemed to take Crysta forever to 
 decide, while several people walked past, but she finally said OK.  Donna 
 bent only at the waist to pull up her shorts. It was hard for her to keep 
 her legs together because she was so excited, but she did as well as she 
 could. Even so, a large number of people saw the rear view of her asshole 
 and pussy as she pulled up the shorts. Donna rebuttoned her one remaining 
 button, and stood still. Her shorts were caressing her beautifully rounded 
 ass, and the front, though open, was still able to cover her throbbing 
 pink pussy as long as she didn’t make any moves. 
 “You still haven’t taken off your top. Do you want to lose your last 
 button?” 
 “No, but I still don’t see why I should have to take it off. Here, let me 
 explain it to you,” said Crysta. Quick as a flash, she pulled Donna’s 
 shorts off.  “Donna, people are watching you, and you are bottomless, and 
 your pussy looks like it’s ready for action, if you get my drift. You must 
 hide your embarrassment from them by spreading your legs apart and 
 removing your top.  Show them you aren’t afraid.  I want you to do a naked 
 spread eagle for all to see, and then I’ll give you back your shorts.” 
 Knowing it was for the best, and desperate to get her shorts back, she did 
 as she was told. Her bright pink pussy was opened up like a flower for 
 everyone to see. It glistened in the sunshine as she handed over her tube 
 top. As promised, Crysta gave her friend back her shorts, but said “Don’t 
 button that one remaining button.” She left Donna’s top on the ground. 
 Donna pulled up her shorts again, bending only at the waist, and left the 
 button undone as ordered. She started walking, but in a strange way. The 
 only way for Donna to keep her shorts from slipping to her ankles was to 
 keep her legs three feet apart, and walk like a lumberjack. After laughing 
 at her, Crysta said “OK, you can hold your pants up.” 
 “Thank you, Crysta,” she said as she resumed her normal stride. 
 Soon they reached the climbing wall. In a surprise move, Crysta took off 
 her shirt, and gave it to her friend. “You’ll need this to climb the wall. 
 Get in line now.” 
 Donna, still holding up her gaping shorts, but now wearing a shirt, looked 
 back at her nearly naked friend with renewed gratitude and admiration. 
 Gratitude for the gift of her shirt, and admiration because Crysta was 
 standing as naturally as anyone in the world with her enormous breasts 
 fully exposed, and her bottom covered only by a pair of strapless knickers. 
  What a clever invention! Crysta’s legs were slightly parted, and Donna 
 guessed Crysta was getting excited by what was about to happen. When it 
 was Donna’s turn to climb she strapped the safety harness around her 
 waist, and approached the wall, still holding up her shorts, which were 
 now completely unbuttoned. She picked a foothold that was about three feet 
 off the ground, allowing her to spread her legs apart. With her legs apart 
 this way, and facing the wall, her shorts stayed up on their own, and she 
 was able to leg go of them, and hold onto the wall. Then with her other 
 leg, she found another foothold, and climbed up. At this point, Donna hit 
 a snag. There were no footholds that could be reached with her right leg, 
 so she would have to shift to the left, but that involved putting her legs 
 together. So she leaned into the wall, hoping to pin her shorts between 
 herself and the wall as she adjusted her footing. Unfortunately, she 
 couldn’t get her legs across without leaving a gap between herself and the 
 wall, so all of a sudden her shorts slipped halfway off her ass. She was 
 thankful to be facing the wall, because although her pussy was completely 
 uncovered from the front, no one could see it. She found new handholds, 
 and then took another step. Uh oh, the shorts slipped further, now onto 
 her thighs, nearly down to her knees. She was nearly at the top now, and 
 she just had to keep her shorts from slipping any further. Her ass was 
 fully exposed, and everyone was watching her.  She remembered Crysta’s 
 words.  Show them you aren’t afraid.  She fought back her embarrassment 
 enough to look at the crowd. Seeing them all looking at her pussy, which 
 was clearly visible from behind, she felt even more embarrassed. She 
 needed to cover it, so she hung onto the wall with one hand, and used the 
 other to cover herself. Her pussy was so wet and slippery and her clit was 
 now fully extended, so she “accidentally” rubbed her clit as she tried to 
 cover herself, and to her surprise it felt really good. Dangling thirty 
 feet above the crowd she rubbed herself gently, pretending all the while 
 to be covering her nudity. Her legs were spread so wide by the requirement 
 of her footholds that her asshole was as open as her pussy lips. She 
 rubbed them both as she pretended to be shielding them from view. It felt 
 so good, she soon forgot all about shielding them, and rubbed her asshole 
 and pussy until she came.  Her asshole and pussy pulsed, and girl cum 
 streamed down her legs.  Soon she realized she had to continue climbing, 
 so she took her hand away from her throbbing bottom, revealing a cunt that 
 was wetter and pinker than ever.  She wiped her wet fingers on her shirt. 
 Must keep climbing, she told herself.  The only foothold was quite a 
 stretch, though, and when she tried to reach it she found her shorts, 
 still at her knees, really limited her range of motion. She tried harder, 
 and was just about to reach her foothold when she heard a loud ripping 
 sound, and her shorts broke free. They had ripped from crotch to 
 waistband, but were still in one piece, just barely. She reached the top 
 of the wall, and rang the bell before rappelling down. Her shorts landed 
 before she did, but she didn’t even notice. She was so happy to have 
 completed her mission. Without even stopping to pick up her mangled 
 shorts, she ran to her friend and hugged her. Crysta, looking ravishing 
 wearing only her strapless knickers, hugged Donna back, and then kissed 
 her, too. Their tongues probed and caressed each other as they shared this 
 moment of joy.  Donna, who was still bottomless, didn’t seem to care when 
 her friend lifted her shirt to rub her back as they embraced. Their naked 
 breasts rubbed against one another, raising four little erections. Then 
 plunk! The sound of Crysta’s strapless knickers as they hit the ground. 
 Donna smiled when she realized why Crysta lost her strapless knickers, 
 remembering Crysta’s words.  That always happens when I cum.