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 �>�Janie -(TM)s Big Adventure 

   Nude at a Clothing Optional Hot Springs where she grew up 

   I went to a nude ( -�clothing optional -�) hot spring in the mountains
in the U.S.  near where I was raised.  It had all changed so much.  When I
was a little girl it wasn -(TM)t there.  Then it was just a rundown little
railroad town.  My GF and I were going up to see my mom.  We stopped by to
spend the day doing what I like best, running around all day naked.  It was
some quality time for us, or so I thought, but it didn -(TM)t turned out
exactly like I planned. 

   The springs had one large rock lined pond-like pool that was large and
deep enough to swim in, an indoor pool and about 7 small pools on the side
of the highway enclosed inside a large fence.  The girl at the desk said it
was because they had had so many gawkers, that close to the highway.  Most
of the people there were just trying it out, it was sort of an area
interest attraction in a sort of rural, farming area.  So tt was pretty
much a day club.  It was next to a small town close the town where I grew
up as a little girl.  They were a rival to our little town -(TM)s high
school teams.  So I knew the area really well.  It was the first time I
-(TM)d been to this place, though, because the world had changed quite a
bit there the past few years.  Come to think of it, so had I.  I had grown
up. 

   Now, I -(TM)m shaved totally bare, and this is a very conservative area.
I heard they struggled with this little nudist place, but it added revenue.
All the ranchers tolerated it for just that reason  -" and it provided them
some good entertainment.  Once in a while someone from Hollywood went
there,like Tom Cruze or someone.  The ranchers always found some excuse to
wander into the enclosed nude area when they were there to cut the hay
around the ranch it was on.  So they enjoyed it, whether they let on or
not. 

   Now, physically, I look like a thirteen year old girl.  I only weigh 110
lbs, with my small build and little upturned cupcake breasts.  I can easily
pass because of my bare pudenda, which is shaved, until people talk to me
that is.  They often think I -(TM)m much younger than I am, if they don
-(TM)t know me.  That lifts my spirits because I don -(TM)t like to think I
am getting older, even if I am. 

   So I went with my SO  -" my girlfriend, but she doesn -(TM)t feel
comfortable nude in mixed clothing environments with men, women and
children  -" so she wore her swimsuit.  On the other hand  -" I do.  When
we went in a little after they opened around 11, we stayed in the large
pool for a couple hours in the morning.  We had got up to drive from the
city 5 hours to get there early, and I was tired.  So I quickly stripped
down and fell into a nap for an hour, until I felt my GF putting lotion on
my body, which I love, then I woke up.  I especially love it when she does
my mound, so I don -(TM)t get burned there in the thin high altitude air in
the mountains.  I have before, and not only did I look stupid, my pussy
hurt!!! 

   So now awake it realized it wasn -(TM)t too busy, so I started to move
around between the various ponds.  You see, I -(TM)d only been here a time
or two, and it was different from most nudist places we go to.  Unlike
them, most of the people here weren -(TM)t nude;they were observers.  That
-(TM)s one reason I like it so well, I almost feel like I'm walking around
town nude, there are so many gawkers.  They like to study us hardcore
nudists, and they ESPECIALLY like to study young women who have bare puds,
if my eyes read their stares correctly, hidden under my sunhat behind my
sun my sunglasses.  It was the fourth of July weekend, and this time of the
year the sun in the mountains is at its brightest. 

   Unlike the other women, who put on a suit or wrapped inside a towel
while they moved between the different pools, I left everything behind with
my SO at the main pond, and went by myself.  I thought of the song,  -�You
can leave your hat on, -� as I mused about wondering around totally nude,
accepting the stares and occasional inquisitive question about my status
from the other guests.  Almost every pond I went to had people wearing
suits.  Most were couples, but one was a mom with her twelve year old boy.
Another had two eighteen year old guys who looked like they were voyeurs. 

   The twelve year old boy was playing when I got there.  I slid into the
18 inch deep pool and laid on the edge, while the boy played in front of
his mother.  She initially looked at me, and then she tried to ignore me.
Her son looked at my breasts and then my pussy very closely, however. 
Without being too immodest, I spread my legs a bit.  Now he and his mother,
who sat across the shallow pool shaped like a kidney, could see my vulva
very clearly, maybe eight feet away.  This included my bare labia, majora,
minora, perineum and -- when I put my knees up -- maybe even anus. 

   Now entertain me, I have a classic pussy.  That is, some women have a
clamshell, others have an oyster, while still others have a fourchette  -"
where the lips run around the whole vulva from the prepuce to the perineum
like a seal.  Mine is a symmetrical half-lip, probably the most common
pussy for European girls.  That is, my pussy lips go about ½ way down to
my vagina from my prepuce, the tip of my clitoris.  I also have a plump
mound and very small clitoris, with matching plump  -" but not large  -"
majora, that is my outer lips.  When I place my fingers on my inner lips
and press down, I make a perfect heart-shaped visage above my pee-pee that
ends half way down.  That is my inner lips vanish about ½ down to my
perineum  -" the classic vestibule of northern European girls.  My thin
hoody lips normally easily cover my small clitoris, that is, unless I
-(TM)ve just had an orgasm.  Then it -(TM)s still covered, just fatter and
red all over, contrasting  -" even with a tan  -" with my white naked skin.
After I cum my hood and clitoris broaden out a bit for a few minutes. 

   It embarrassed me when I was little, because it seemed so small to my
girlfriends.  Now I don -(TM)t care, I just accept my cute little
half-lipped pussy, because it drives boys crazy, especially when they see
it bare.  Plus so many other woman look like me (or me like them), that my
companions like it, and they tell me that I -(TM)m very pretty, which I
like  -" or at least that my pussy is, that is.  (I love it when anyone
talks about my pussy, which mostly why I shave and go there, nude.) 

   So this little kid -(TM)s mom tolerates him playing in front of my legs
for a few minutes, then she got up in disgust and they up and left. 
Feigning to ignore them, I thought,  -�Gee lady, it -(TM)s a clothing
optional resort, after all!!! -� Don -(TM)t get so huffy.  I came here to
be nude.  What are you here for, with your little boy, anyhow?  Hasn -(TM)t
he seen your little half-lipped pussy, too?) 

   A few minutes later a young stud came up in his  -�Jammies -�  -" a
surfer boy type of swimsuit.  Like so many studs, he just stares at my
pussy, then looks at me, then he stares at my pussy some more.  After a few
minutes he looks at me in the eyes behind my sunglasses.  He says,  -�Hi,
-� so I said,  -�Hi, -� back.  I was enjoying his stares, when finally out
of the blue, he blurts out,  -�Why -(TM)s [your pussy] bare?  Was it
natural? -� That is, he asked me why I had no hair on my pudendum and
whether I was naturally bald on my mound. 

   Slightly taken, I also love this kind of direct question.  It always
gets me hot when someone asks, and when it -(TM)s a young stud I get very
wet.  So I started to stammer out a lie, like I had a medical condition. 
Then I caught my composure, and said,  -�Because I like it that way.  My
mother taught me a bare vagina is more hygienic.  So along with cotton
underwear, my bare  -~vagina -(TM) evaporates moisture more naturally.  WHY
DO YOU THINK??? -� Gathering up even more courage, I continued,  -�Besides,
I like it when people stare at me.  It makes me feel really good,
ESPECIALLY WHEN THEY -(TM)RE GUYS. -� (Then I thought to myself,  -�Gee, I
haven -(TM)t even had my first beer yet!!! -�) 

   He got all red, and a couple minutes later he left.  Then two girls
wearing swimsuits who looked like they were together came up, sat down and
started talking with each other.  I gathered they were college girls, from
a college a couple hundred miles south, from what they said.  Apparently
vacationing, we soon were having a very pleasant discussion of the area,
which I said to them I knew, since I grew up here.  They asked me about the
local attractions, restaurants, and other stuff, some of which I knew and
some I did not. 

   After ten minutes or so one finally revealed that they were there at the
clothing optional hot springs to see what it was like  -" the nude
lifestyle, that is.  They asked me whether I liked being nude with all
these other people around, mostly dressed in swimsuits.  They were not
nudists, but thought they might try it out.  They asked me whether I had a
BF and if I did, where he was, or if I was there alone all by myself. 

   So I told them yes, I liked the nudist lifestyle very much.  I said I
had a BF, but that I was there with my GF, who was down at the other pool,
which was true.  So we had a pleasant discussion for the next few minutes
about what it felt like to be nude, and have little boys stare at you, and
sometimes big boys and even men  -" and lots of time women and girls.  I
said I liked it very much, which I do. 

   Then I moved down to a small deep pool by the outside gate to the
parking lot.  A couple who looked newly married were there talking to
themselves, seriously.  She was a very attractive, 25ish, and he was the
same age.  He was very hairy, but attractive.  They both were wore
swimsuits, and he behaving quite like a gentleman  -" no rude stares.  When
I introduced myself and asked if I could please join them, she said be our
guests, so I did.  He averted his gaze, while she continued talking with
him.  An older lady wearing a swimsuit then wandered by and sat down, quite
unaware until she looked at me that I was completely nude.  Once she did,
she quickly looked slightly distracted and moved along. 

   Meantime, as they both resumed talking, I let my body float out in front
supported by the elbows on the seat of the pool so my pubis broke the
surface.  My pud floated on the water, sort of, and the young woman looked
at me with great amusement.  Eventually her husband did, too.  Both looked
completely absorbed with not only the fact that I was nude, but that my
pudendum was quite nude, too.  I was shaved.  We had a very pleasant chat
that lasted around an hour.  I kept waiting for them to ask why I shaved,
but they never did.  Finally, I told them that I needed to check on my SO,
and that it had been so good talking with them but I was turning into a
prune.  I needed to get out for a while and dry off.  As I did, I made sure
to bend over a long time to dry off my front very well with my hands.  I
-(TM)m sure I painted a pretty clear picture of my nude pussy framed by my
butt to them.  They could probably even see my brown rose  -" bungee hole
(ahem), if you will  -" which my GF also says is very cute.  (You think
she's just saying that?  How can a bungee hole be cute???) I wanted her,
especially, to see my pussy.  She had such a dark bush of untrimmed hair
poking out from her modest bikini, I wanted her to notice her husband
-(TM)s distracted by my pussy in his view.  She was such a pretty girl; I
could only imagine what her pussy would look like trimmed totally nude (OMG
now I was getting hot!!).  Very darkly colored, too, I imagined, which to
me was very pretty.  I love girls who have very dark pussies with dark lips
because I -(TM)m blondish.  I find dark flesh and hair very attractive; for
example, my SOs dark-haired.  So I imagined she -(TM)d go home that night
and shave her pubis for her hubby.  At least, you know, that -(TM)s how I
think. 

   Then I went up and laid on the lush grass next to the main walkway out
to the pool from the guesthouse.  I knew everyone coming out would have to
walk past me and see me nude.  As I lay down and spread my legs in a most
un-ladylike fashion.  I wanted anyone coming out to the pool to see my
clearly open vulva.  Then I rubbed in some lotion and drifted off into a
pleasant, fitful sleep, awakened only every so often hearing voices of
every type of person waking by, usually mentioning something about the
pretty sights of the areas, knowing they were all looking right up into my
sweet vagina and butt.  Then as I slept on my back I opened my legs just a
bit wider.  Life was sweet; I was very happy to hear some of the thoughts I
hear voices over the next hour before I awoke.  When I did I went out to
our car to get a couple beers out for my GF and I  -" nude of course. 
While I did I paraded by a crowd of boys playing around in the non-nude
campsite next to the enclosed nudist pools.  God did I enjoy the stares I
got, and I -(TM)m sure that -(TM)s what they were hoping for, a look at a
completely nude girl. 

   By the time I arrived back at my GF -(TM)s pool, I -(TM)d been gone two
or three hours.  The people in the pool had changed during that time.  She
was still there, sun tanning.  It was clear that there was a lot of walk-in
traffic.  Mostly tourists but some were apparently people living in the
little town a mile away, which from my childhood I knew.  Some Marines were
there with only one girl.  They wore swimsuits; she was nude.  Her tits
stood out like erasers, which told me she was enjoying their attention.  In
fact, until I returned she was the only nude girl in the pool.  Unlike me
though, she wasn -(TM)t totally nude  -" she had a cute little well-trimmed
bush, what they call a landing strip.  But the thing I noticed most was the
beautiful bird tattoo on her back.  I was immediately jealous.  All I wore
was a gold waist chain with dangling lengths hanging by my nude hips.  I
even forgot to wear my earrings in my haste that morning. 

   Eventually, the two Marines started talking, and the one without a
partner came over and started talking with me.  After introductions, he
invited me out to the deeper part of the pond, which was maybe 5 or so feet
deep.  Close to where the hot spring water came in through a little
waterfall, it was very warm.  I offered that I couldn -(TM)t swim, which
was a lie, but I didn -(TM)t want to tell him that my girlfriend was over
there on the towel watching me.  It wouldn -(TM)t be appropriate to get too
close without inviting her, too.  She was sleeping.  But he invited me over
and said he would help me float.  My GF overheard, looked up from her
towel, and smiled.  That was my cue that it was okay with her to flirt, so
I let this Marine help support me by his arms as I floated on my back.  We
both enjoyed it.  He looked straight down at me at my vagina, and I felt
very good.  I enjoyed his gaze on my privates, becuz I knew my GF knew I
enjoyed it, too.  She now had a big grin on her face as she pretended to
sleep sunbathing on her back. 

   Around 7 PM, the sun went behind the mountain and it started to cool
off. We still had a solid hour -(TM)s drive to my mom -(TM)s, but I wanted
to eat in the little town before we arrived.  So we left the hot springs. I
had a pretty good buzz on; over the day I had had three or four beers,
which is a lot for a 100 lb girl.  So we took quick showers, and I pulled
on a Mumu-type pullover and we headed into town (sans underpants).  Heck,
this used to be a cowboy town, now it was full of yuppies.  Oh well, I
guess I -(TM)m a yuppie, maybe, I thought.  Ten minutes later we walked
into a crowded restaurant with a rowdy bar in what had been a Texaco gas
station service bay when I was a kid.  The waitress seated my GF and I at a
two person table in the middle, and we ordered a couple of more beers
(about my GFs second  -" my fifth), and started to wait.  We ate some
Nachos chips as we did.  I started talking romantically, like I always do
when I feel good.  It has something to do with the phases of the moon and
stuff.  I was looking in my GFs eyes thinking dreamily how much I loved
her, and trying to grab her foot out of her sandals to stuff into my warm
hot pussy.  (Yes, girls do that stuff.) More than anything to embarrass
her, because she knew I wasn -(TM)t wearing anything under the Mumu and
because I -(TM)d been drinking beers all day long I was a little bit tipsy
-" though not drunk.  She always worries how much I show off when I act up,
or whether we -(TM)ll get thrown out, or just trail a herd of studs behind
us when we leave. 

   So here we are in this nice family restaurant.  I -(TM)m behaving rather
poorly for a young woman, having lots of fun wearing no panties and trying
to get my SO -(TM)s big toe into my pussy so she can goose me.  She -(TM)s
blushing all red with embarrassment because SHE LOVES IT!!!  Meanwhile, all
the little kiddies sitting around us know what we -(TM)re doing, but their
parents don -(TM)t.  Ha ha sooooo funny!!  (OK, I admit it, I was drunk; I
have no idea who knew what!!!) All the sudden this burly guy walks up
wearing boots  -~n spurs and says,  -�Say, don -(TM)t I know you?  Your
Janie [mylastname]! -� 

    -�Holy crap, -� I -(TM)m thinking out of my buzz.   -�It -(TM)s
Jimmy!!! -� I hadn -(TM)t seen him since I was seven.  Okay well, fifteen.
OMG!!!!  I wonder if he -(TM)s been watching me acting like a slut very
long?  All the sudden, it -(TM)s like someone threw a pail of cold water on
a dog in heat. 

    -�Oh shit, Jimmy!  Amazing to see you.  How ya doin? -� Jimmy, this
here -(TM)s my GF Sue.  (I actually speak a western dialect, you know. 
Yall -(TM)d think I was a cowgirl if we ever met.  Bangy you couldn -(TM)t
understand a word I said either.)  -�We -(TM)re here a few days to see my
mom.  You know, I live in the big city now, with Susie, here.  Susie,
Jimmy. Jimmy, Sue. -� Sit down and have a beer. -� 

   So wouldn -(TM)t you know it, he did.  And another, and then another and
I kicked my sandals off again and in footsie language under the table, told
Sue she was driving now, cuz I was drunk.  She understood.  So that -(TM)s
how Suzie, my SO, met Jimmy, my first love.  I had to be careful, becuz
though I still liked Jimmy a lot, I loved Sue very very much.  We were
there strictly on business to introduce Sue (gulp!!!!) to my Mom, and see
what happened.  I had no idea til then whether she even knew I had a GF. 
She thought we were roomies, becuz were.  I was pretty sure she thought I
was straight.  So I -(TM)d just pray for the best.  And then whoop it up
around my hometown and show off Sue to all those hillbillies, and how
little Janie -(TM)s finally made it to the big city (Bangy, this ain't
London, either).  And brag about my GF more and drive all my old BFs
crazy!!!  So what does this have to do with teen girl pantsing?  Shoot, I
don -(TM)t know  -" maybe I just pantsed myself, again.  All I really
wanted to do was share my slutty thoughts, and let y'all know how much I
enjoy being nude.  ;), 
   luv, Janie