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 �>�I -(TM)m a bit of an unusual girl by Vanessa Evans

   Part 01

   Hi, like it says in the title, I think that I -(TM)m a bit of an
unusual, even weird girl.  I -(TM)m definitely different to other girls my
age.  My name is Imogen and I -(TM)m quite slim, 160cm tall, dirty blonde,
shoulder length hair, I weigh about 50 Kg and have 32A breasts with big
nipples that one of my fuck buddies tell me he could hang his coat on.  My
labia is quite pronounced, I have virtually no inner labia and a clitoris
that never seems to want to hide behind its hood.  I keep my body free of
hair below my neck using a laser hair remover.

   All pretty normal so far, but what -(TM)s different about me is that I
-(TM)m a bit of an introvert, I usually prefer the company of animals over
people and find it difficult to make friends, not that I need friends
because I am very happy with my own company.  I -(TM)m shy and also have an
inferiority complex and I guess that you could call me submissive, a
submissive exhibitionist because I -(TM)m all the above except when it
comes to my body where I -(TM)m almost the exact opposite, I like, no, love
to show my naked body to people, particularly men.

   I first realised that I was  -~different -(TM) when I was at university.
I woke one morning and realised that I wasn -(TM)t  -~fitting in -(TM) with
the other girls in the accommodation block.  I was avoiding socializing
with them and I -(TM)d started to dress in more revealing clothes than the
other girls.  Sure, I -(TM)d met boys and spent the night at their place or
they -(TM)d stayed at mine but most of the time I was avoiding contact with
just about everyone that I could.



   I -(TM)m now 25 years old and work at a bank.  At work I -(TM)m a
different girl.  When I started there I was like I was outside work, quiet,
unassuming and shy, but as I got to know how to do my job and got to know
the people I work with, I gained confidence and was soon just like the
other girls there.  In fact I would now say that I -(TM)m good at my job,
even when I have to deal with customers.  So I guess that you could also
say that I -(TM)m also suffering from Split Personality Disorder.

   I -(TM)m happy with the odd one night stand or going out with a man 2 or
3 times then dumping him.  I don -(TM)t yearn for a long term relationship,
or get married or have kids.  In fact those 3 things terrify me.  I know 2
or 3 men who seem to be happy for me to phone one of them occasionally,
them take me out for a meal then I let them fuck me, sometimes staying all
night with them, their place or mine.  I suppose you would call them
friends with benefits or just fuck buddies.  I use them and they use me.

   I -(TM)m lucky in that my job is reasonably well paid and I have my own,
one bed apartment in the city which is in a block surrounded by other
blocks of apartments.  Okay, I have to travel to work on the underground
and at rush hour it can be quite intimidating but it can also be fun.  It
tell you about that later.

   At work I have to wear a uniform, knee length black skirt, white blouse
and a stupid tie thing, but out of work my clothes are completely
different. Most people would call them slutty, some would call them
indecent.  You see, for all my faults, I like my body and I like people
seeing my body.  I take every opportunity to show my naked body to people.

   Having said all this, I -(TM)m happy with my life and I -(TM)ll tell you
about some of the aspects of my life.



   My Apartment As I said, a one bedroom and in a big block surrounded by
similar blocks.  I -(TM)m told that there are solar panels and a wind
turbine on the roof and because of them electricity is included in the
rent. I keep the heating set at 25c so that I -(TM)m comfortable not
wearing any clothes in the apartment.  I strip as soon as I get home and
stay naked until I have to dress to go out somewhere.  I have a duvet for
my bed but it lives in the wardrobe.

   All, my rooms are overlooked by windows in other apartment blocks and I
never close any of the curtains.  Most of the time I never even bother
looking to see if anyone is spying on me, I like the feeling of knowing
that anyone can see me naked at anytime.

   I have a treadmill and an exercise cycle that are located by the big
window in the lounge area and most days I spend an hour or so nude jogging
on the treadmill, doing stretching exercises, bringing myself off on the
cycle or doing yoga near the machines.

   Even when I -(TM)m sat on the sofa or laid on my bed I can see windows
in the other blocks and if I can see them then they can see me.



   My Toys Over the last few years I have accumulated a nice little
collection of toys which get used quite a lot.  I have 2 that I like to
wear when I go out, both are remote controlled and both have a  -~random
-(TM) feature.  I love to set them to random just before going out and I
leave the control at home.  My favourite place to wear one is when I go to
a restaurant.  They stop me from rushing my meals so that I can escape.

   I -(TM)ve been embarrassed a couple of times when I -(TM)ve been taking
delivery of a Chinese meal of other delivery and the random vibrations have
kicked in.

   I have a couple of dildos with suction cups on their base, I have one
stuck to the wall near my door so that I can fuck it as soon as I get in,
and the other is on a kitchen chair for when I -(TM)m eating at home.



   My Nipples These come in for a lot of abuse when I masturbate, which is
usually at least once per day, but one time when I was getting fucked by
one of my male friends (with benefits) he suggested that I get my nipples
and my clit pierced.  I didn -(TM)t like the idea of getting my clit done
for 2 reasons, firstly I feared a loss of sensitivity and secondly, it
sticks out quite a bit as it is, and at that time I didn -(TM)t want to
disturb the pleasure that it was giving me.

   My nipples though, that sounded like a good idea.  As I -(TM)ve
mentioned my breasts are small, 32A with meaty nipples, and the idea of
maybe having something extra to pull on and maybe a chain going from one
nipple to the other, sort of appealed to me so I went and got them pierced
and fitted with barbells.  The man who pierced them was a bit taken aback
when I had to take my dress off for him to get at my nipples, and he
discovered that I wore no underwear.  What he didn -(TM)t discover was that
my pussy, and my nipples, were tingling like hell and my pussy was leaking
gallons.  Whilst I was there I bought a couple of  -~D -(TM) rings that
fitted on the barbells.

   It wasn -(TM)t until I was getting ready to go to work on the following
Monday that I thought about them being visible, either through my work
blouses, or them tenting and me having to consider starting wearing bras.
Thankfully it wasn -(TM)t a problem.



   Clothes Apart from my work clothes most of my clothes could easily be
described as  -~slutty -(TM), and that -(TM)s how I like them.

   When it comes to underwear I have very little because I don -(TM)t like
wearing either bras or knickers.  I don -(TM)t even wear either under my
work clothes.

   I love going shopping although I don -(TM)t buy many clothes.  I usually
go shopping to do one of two things, either flash my naked body to other
shoppers and their partners whilst trying clothes on, or, to get ideas for
clothes to make for myself.  You see my mum taught me how to sew and make
clothes for myself so I use some of the many spare hours that I have to
make clothes for myself.

   I must have been to every clothes shop in the centre of the city and I
have rated them on suitability of clothes and changing facilities, i.e. 
whether or not I can get changed and easily make it so that other customers
can see me changing.

   The shop that I like the most is quite small but it targets the clubbers
market.  By definition that means skimpy and often very revealing.  What
-(TM)s more, the changing facilities are 2 curtained cubicles in the main
store.  It -(TM)s so easy to not close the curtains properly and be seen by
other shoppers or preferably their boyfriends.

   The shop owner is a middle-aged woman who doesn -(TM)t appear to be
bothered that her customers let other customers see them trying on outfits.

   I -(TM)m not the only girl who arranges the curtains so that shoppers
can see her changing, and like me, they get naked before trying on their
selection.  I -(TM)ve lost count of the number of other totally naked girls
that I -(TM)ve seen in those cubicles whilst I -(TM)ve been going there and
I always strip naked with the curtain only half closed when I go there,
which is usually around once a week.  I -(TM)ve found that Saturday
afternoons and Thursday evenings are the best times to go there for there
to be male partners there.  About once a month I -(TM)ll buy something
there just so that the owner doesn -(TM)t think that I only go there just
to try clothes on and flash other customers.

   If I -(TM)ve decided to go there on my way home from work I take a
change of clothing to work with me and change in the rest room of a fast
food place after I leave work.  There -(TM)s one such place quite close to
work and I usually time things so that I -(TM)m traveling on the
underground in my skimpy clothes.  That always gets me some attention from
commuters, and by attention I mean groping.

   Some of the clothes that I try on at the clubbers shop have built-in
knickers but when I make my version of them I do not include the knickers.
This often means that my butt and pussy are only hidden by the skirt part
to people standing up, a bit like a tutu skirt.  I feel so exposed and good
when I go out dressed like that.

   I have one Uber driver that I usually use when I -(TM)m going clubbing
and he has seen my butt and pussy so many times that he -(TM)s stopped
mentioning it.  He -(TM)s told me that his wife always gets a good fucking
after he -(TM)s taken me to a club or returned me home and that it -(TM)s
me that he -(TM)s thinking of when he fucks his wife.

   I -(TM)ve phoned him in the small hours and got him out of bed when I
-(TM)ve picked up a guy, gone back to his place, spent the night fucking
then had to get back home in an outfit that would attract way too much
attention on a morning in the daylight and he never complains.



   Most of the clothes that I make are lightweight and often, opaque or
see-through to some extent or totally.  I usually try-out the not
completely see-through clothes by going for a walk outside wearing them.  I
like to wear sunglasses and watch people staring at me and trying to
workout if I am actually naked under the clothes that they can see.

   I think, no, I KNOW that girls are lucky that they can get away with
wearing just about anything.  Even policemen usually ignore what they can
see through the outer layer if the girl acts like she -(TM)s wearing
heavyweight clothes.

   I was feeling really brave one day when I was walking down a street and
a policeman came my way.  When he got close enough I asked him where
somewhere was and I actually saw his eyes go up and down my body as he gave
me directions, but he never said a word about my clothes.  It was a few
minutes later that I wondered if he was gay.

   Another time, late at night outside a dancing club, I saw a group of
girls talking to a policeman and two of the girls suddenly pulled their
dresses up and off then swapped them and put the other dress on.  The
policeman couldn -(TM)t have not noticed that they wore no underwear and he
must have had a great view of them both full frontal, but he just carried
on talking to the other girls.  I wondered if he was gay as well.



   Sometimes when the sun is shining and I -(TM)m out shopping or just
walking, I -(TM)ll got to a park and sit or lay on the grass knowing that
anyone walking by will be able to see up my skirt and know that I don
-(TM)t wear knickers.  I pretend not to notice the people looking and it
makes me feel good watching them staring at my bare pussy.  Best of all I
like the men who stop and have a really good look before they finally move
on.  I usually spread my legs a little more for those guys.

   I also like going up the escalators in the big shopping centres and
often look around and time my getting on at the bottom to be just in front
of young men and I love it when I can feel their eyes burning my bare butt
and pussy as they look up my skirt.





   Work As I said earlier, at work I have to wear this horrible uniform,
knee length black skirt, white blouse and a stupid tie thing.  My
colleagues don -(TM)t know that I wear nothing underneath the uniform.  The
blouse is loose fitting and made of thick cotton so there -(TM)s virtually
no chance that anyone will see my pokies and even if the odd one of them
did see my nipple or barbell bumps they would be too polite to say
anything. Only once have I had to feign embarrassment and say that I didn
-(TM)t realize that I -(TM)d put on such a thin bra.

   When I started working there I wore these big rimmed glasses with plain
glass in them.  I wore them for a sort of security, for me to hide behind.
I only stopped wearing them, and telling anyone who asked that I had got
some contacts, when I got more confident and happy in my job.

   In the 4 years that I -(TM)ve been there I -(TM)ve had 2 promotions
which means more money, and I do like the job, just not the uniform.

   I -(TM)ve considered going to work wearing one of my vibrators set on
random but I haven -(TM)t found the courage yet.



   The Underground As I mentions I have to go on the underground to get to
and from work and to some other places that I go to.  Going to and from
work is err  -~interesting -(TM) at times, I have to travel at rush hour
and get squeezed into the carriages.  Being a reasonably attractive young
lady I attract the hands of the odd commuter occasionally and I -(TM)ve had
my butt and tits groped many times.

   When it happens I get aroused, especially when I think where the hands
would have been if I had been wearing my  -~out of work -(TM) clothes.  I
think that it has got something to do with the anonymity of the groping
that I like as I am never able to see the face that belongs to the hand.

   When I use the underground at other times the pleasures are different.
For starters I -(TM)m always wearing a lot less.  I never been groped on
those occasions but other travelers see a lot more of me.  If it -(TM)s not
down a loose top that isn -(TM)t fastened properly, or it -(TM)s up my
ultra short skirts; You see I never cross my legs when I sit down and I
usually don -(TM)t sit upright and it -(TM)s never long before my knees
drift apart.

   I like sitting playing on my phone and watching my voyeurs over the top
of the phone or by using the camera app.

   Very occasionally I -(TM)ll end up in a carriage with a group of youths
who want to have some fun with me.  Only once have I had to resort to using
the skills that I was taught at the karate lessons that my dad made me go
to when I was a lot younger.  The young man in question hobbled off the
train with one hand holding his balls and the other hand over his right
eye.

   Seeing me stop that young man was enough to stop the others even trying
anything.

   Two things that I enjoy when I use the underground during the quiet
times are the escalators and the warm breeze that blows when a train pushes
the air ahead of it.  Many is the time that my skirts have blown up when I
-(TM)ve been standing on a platform or an escalator and given other
travelers a great view of my butt or pussy and I never react to my skirts
blowing up.  I always pretend that I don -(TM)t know and quite a few of the
times I don -(TM)t actually know.  The rush of the air over my slit tells
me that something is going on but I never look down to check and if someone
ever says anything I will just plead ignorance.



   Clubbing I may be a bit of a recluse and a loner but I do like dancing
and clubbing.  I can go to clubs and be anonymous.  Lone girls go to these
clubs to pick up a guy and sometimes I do, but other times I just go to
have a good time on my own.  I -(TM)ve learnt how to either ignore guys
that hit on me until they loose interest or play them, getting them to buy
me drinks and then slipping away from them.

   I -(TM)ve got to know quite a few of the bouncers and doormen, not
intimately, but just enough for them to let me in without paying.  Quite a
few times I -(TM)ve had a good night and never had to part with a penny.

   I only ever drink from bottles at the clubs and only ever drink from a
bottle that I have opened and not put down anywhere.  If I do put a bottle
down I never drink from it again unless my eyes have been on it all the
time.

   If I fancy the guy I -(TM)ll dance close and let him grope me. 
Dependent on the place and the number of people around, I -(TM)ll let the
guy expose me to the dancers around us.  Many times my top has been pulled
up or open revealing my tits, or my skimpy skirt has ended up around my
waist letting onlookers see that I am knickerless.

   It -(TM)s rare that I am the only underwearless girl there and I -(TM)m
often not the only girl to have her body exposed by the guys.  The clubs
that I frequent attract girls who want to be displayed and I -(TM)ve seen a
few girls get stripped naked by guys there and it has happened to me a
couple of times.  Usually, the girls that it happens to are like me and don
-(TM)t bother to put our clothes back on until it -(TM)s time to leave.

   There -(TM)s one club that I go to that has a mezzanine floor with metal
steps up and metal railings around the sides at the top.  I like hanging
around on the stairs or against the railings on the top floor so that
anyone looking up can see up my skirt.  I -(TM)m usually not the only girl
there who stands around there knowing that we are showing our bare pussies
to those below and the DJ, or the guy controlling the lights, seems to know
just when to shine the spotlights up and at the right angle to help us
girls display ourselves.



   Other Women I -(TM)m not a lesbian but I do like the occasional one
night stand with another girl, and it -(TM)s always initiated by the other
girl at a club.  There -(TM)s something about the gentleness of other women
that really turns me on at times.



   The Gym The Gym that I go to is quite big and has a sauna and a steam
room as well as a big workout room.  I usually go there two evenings a
week. I -(TM)ve got a bit friendly with some of the guys there, probably
because of what I wear and the fact that they are constantly trying to hit
on me  -" in a friendly way.  I sort of lead them on and tease them so that
they are constantly looking at me hoping to see parts of me that most girls
try to hide all the time.

   And it -(TM)s easy for them to see those parts of me because all I wear
is a tight fitting tank top and a very short, white, tennis skirt.  The
regular guys that I see there no longer stop to watch me as I do the
stretching exercises that I do before I start in the machines.  I know that
they can see my bare butt and pussy but I just act as if I -(TM)m not
showing anything.

   The guys who see me for the first or second time either find that their
workout takes a lot longer or they have to cut it short to take care of
something.

   The guy who owns the place had a word with me just after I started going
there and told me that he wasn -(TM)t bothered what I wore unless he got
any complaints.  Having said that, shortly after that I overheard an
argument about me that he was having with an older man there.  The owner
never said anything to me and I never saw the older man again.  I guess
that my little shows have increased his membership numbers by more than
they have decreased .

   The guys who I -(TM)ve got to know there sometimes ask me to spot them
whilst they lay along a bench and lift weights.  I know that they just want
to get a close up look at my pussy and I -(TM)m more than happy to oblige
them.

   I -(TM)m sure that the guys get glimpse of my pussy as I do my reps on
the machines as well but I never look to see if, or by how much I am
exposed.

   It -(TM)s the exercise cycle that I like using the most.  The first time
that I used it I discovered that the seat was set too high and that the nut
holding it was too tight for me to loosen it and lower the seat.  Not
wanting to be a weakling girl I got on the bike and started pedaling, only
to quickly realize that my butt had to slide from side to side for me to
keep my feet on the pedals.

   Well, that sliding was instantly having an effect on my pussy, and in
particular, my clit.  I soon forgot about the seat being too high because
it was just the right height to bring me off.  I struggled to stay quiet as
my first orgasm was quickly followed by a second.

   It was that evening that I ordered the exercise cycle for my apartment.

   As I said above, the gym has a sauna and steam room.  There is a sign
outside both of them that says that costumes must be worn, and for the
first month or so, until I started talking to the guys there, I always
changed into one of my G-string bikinis before going into either hot room.

   Then one of the guys, told me that the sign was directed at men and not
the girls.  I got the hint and took my bikini off right there in the sauna
with 2 of the guys watching me.  I -(TM)ve never worn anything in either
hot room since.

   When I -(TM)m in the sauna on my own my fingers usually drift to my
pussy and I make myself cum.  Twice so far I have been caught mid orgasm by
one of the guys coming in.  Neither time did I stop as my desire to
complete the orgasm was too over-powering although I doubt that I could
have stopped even if I -(TM)d wanted to.

   Both those times the guys have said that it was a beautiful sight and
that I should do it whenever the mood took me.  And I have, letting whoever
is in there watch me.

   The first time that I did that I had this sort of feeling of power,
power over the men there and I thought about that a lot after that first
time.



   The Strip Club Yes, I -(TM)m a part-time stripper, not surprised are
you? I go to this club usually one night per week.  It started one night
after I -(TM)d been clubbing for about a year.  When I went to one of the
dance clubs that I like I found that it was closed for some reason.  My
Uber had already left so I had to walk to find a taxi home as I usually
only take a little clutch bag with some money and a key, not my phone.

   Anyway, I walked passed this strip joint that had a few posters outside.
I stopped and looked at one and imagined myself dancing like the girl on
the poster.  My brain was working in the background until I actually said
aloud,

    -�Go on Imogen, go in and see if you could strip in front of lots of
randy men. -�

   So I did.  The bouncer on the door looked me up and down and said,

    -�Are you the new stripper?  Come half way through your act I see. -�

   I was silent for a couple of seconds then replied,

    -�Actually I was going to the club down the road and found that it
-(TM)s closed tonight.  I saw the poster and wondered what it woulds be
like to strip in front of lots of men. -�

    -�Well love, you -(TM)ve come to the right place, I -(TM)ll take you to
the manager and by the looks of you he -(TM)ll give you a turn to see how
you do. -�

   I was led through the club where I saw one girl on the stage.  A song
that I knew was just ending and the naked girl dropped to her knees and was
frantically rubbing her pussy.

    -�I could do that. -� I thought as I was shown through a door and saw a
middle-aged man sitting at the desk

    -�Yes. -� The man said.

    -�This girl fancies herself as a stripper boss. -�

   As the bouncer closed the door leaving me alone with the boss, he looked
me up and down.

    -�Not the best outfit to strip from, our girls usually wear knickers
when they go out onto the stage, or were you thinking about doing a reverse
strip? -�

   (The man was sat at his desk so he was low enough to see my bare pussy.)

    -�What, -� I replied,  -�I -(TM)ve never even heard of a reverse strip.
-�

   I went on to tell him the story of how I ended up there and he said,

    -�Well honey, you haven -(TM)t got a very big rack but tits aren -(TM)t
everything, have you ever stripped before, even for a boyfriend? -�

    -�No sir. -�

    -�Hmm, you do realize that you will have to strip for me before I can
put you out on the stage, it would be bad for the club if you got out there
and froze. -�

    -�I hadn -(TM)t though of that sir, but I guess that I could strip for
you. -�

    -�Well you haven -(TM)t exactly go much on to take off but you can hear
the music so get  -~em off girl. -�

   The man got up from his desk and came round to my side and sat on the
sofa that was there.  I was a little surprised at the request but I slowly
started swaying my hips to the music.

   I impressed myself as I started to relax and sway more.  The song was
one that I liked and before I realised it my top was coming off.  I cupped
my little tits, caressed them then tweaked my nipples sending nice feelings
down to my clit.

   Wanting to get naked before the song ended my hands went to my skirt
fastenings and seconds later it was on the floor leaving me naked.  I
remembered what I -(TM)d seen the girl on the stage do so I too dropped to
my spread knees and my right hand got busy.

   I -(TM)d intended to stop frigging when the song ended but my right hand
just wouldn -(TM)t stop and kept going as another song started.  For some
stupid reason I thought that I had to keep going until that song ended and
I took myself through one orgasm and my second peaked just as the song
ended, my body shaking and jerking not at appropriate times to the music.

   My body relaxed and my butt found the carpet.  Still with my knees wide
open I just sat there recovering.  After half a minute or so the man said,

    -�Those were genuine weren -(TM)t they? -�

    -�Of course, I never fake an orgasm, I don -(TM)t think that it -(TM)s
fair on anyone watching. -�

    -�Neither do I honey, that was some show and I like your jewellery. 
You can get up if you want. -�

   I was a little embarrassed, not at being naked, nor having just cum
twice in front of the man, but for not having got up after I -(TM)d cum for
the second time.

    -�Well honey, -� the man said,  -�you -(TM)ve got the job if you want
it, or did you just want to get off in front of a strip club manager? -�

    -�No, no, I want it, it -(TM)s just that I already have a job, I work
in bank. -�

    -�You must be earning a reasonable amount so why do you want to be a
stripper?  It doesn -(TM)t pay much but you can get a lot of tips.  Oh, I
know, you just want to get your rocks off in front of men.  Well that
-(TM)s okay, in fact it -(TM)s probably better than some of the girls out
there.  So you want to strip part-time?  What -(TM)s your name anyway? -�

    -�Imogen, and yes please, could I do it one night a week please? -�

    -�Yes honey, you can.  It won -(TM)t pay much but if you finish like
you just did you should make quite a bit in tips but you can -(TM)t be a
stripper with a name like Imogen, not that there -(TM)s anything wrong with
being called Imogen, in fact I like the name but it just doesn -(TM)t fit
the image of a stripper, how about we call you Roxy, we haven -(TM)t got
one of those.  Oh, you can get dressed if you want. -�

   I did.

    -�So when do you want to start Roxy? -�

    -�I guess that it should be as soon as possible, I don -(TM)t want to
loose my nerve. -�

    -�Okay Roxy I -(TM)ll take you through to the dressing room, Mandy will
give you some tips and get you dressed in something more appropriate for a
stripper. -�

   I was led to another room where there were 3 other girls in various
states of dress.  Mandy was one wearing only a thong.

    -�Wow honey, -� Mandy said,  -�that -(TM)s some outfit you -(TM)ve got
there Roxy, you look like you -(TM)ve just done a turn. -�

   I explained how I got to be there as Mandy told me to strip then gave me
some clothes to put on.  The bra was too big and felt horrible and so did
the thong that she gave me to put on.

    -�At least they won -(TM)t be on for long. -� I thought.

   Mandy then explained a few things and that continued when we went out
and watched the next girl strip.  Then she took me to the DJ where I chose
the songs that I wanted.  I have to say that I was nervous as I stood next
to Mandy watching the girl finish her routine with what was obviously a
fake orgasm.

   Then it was my turn.  Again I was nervous as I looked out and saw the
faces of all the expectant men.

    -�Pick one face and concentrate on stripping for just that one man. -�
I remembered Mandy saying to me, and as I did I found that she was right.
My confidence was boosted a little when I took the blouse off and bent
forward.  I laughed to myself knowing that the too big bra was hanging down
below my tits that were on show long before intended.

   I tried to incorporate both what Mandy had told me and what I had seen
the other girls do, and by the middle of the second song I was down to just
the thong and actually enjoying myself and getting quite aroused.

   I -(TM)d already been caressing my tits and my pussy over the thong
which was already quite wet.  With the thong off, my fingers started on my
bare pussy and my arousal level shot up.

   Then I masturbated in a way that I had never done before, I got to my
feet and turned my back to the audience.  Spreading my feet nearly as wide
as they would go I bent over forwards keeping my knees straight.  My left
hand went to the floor supporting me whilst my right hand went back between
my legs to my pussy and started alternating between rubbing my clit and
delving deep inside my very well lubricated hole.

   As the orgasm hit me my body jerked and started shaking.  Then my knees
buckled and I went down, knees still spread wide.  My left elbow bent and
my shoulders and face went to the floor leaving my left hand free to help
my right hand continue the orgasm and take me to another high.

   My fingers stopped as that high hit me but as I got control back my
hands went to each butt cheek and pulled outwards.  I was trying to spread
my pussy even more but in retrospect, I -(TM)m pretty sure that I was
already as spread as much as I could be.

   I touched my clit and my body jerked and I could feel my juices running
out and onto my pubis.

   Then the song ended.

   I took a deep breath and got to my feet and looked for the clothes that
I had discarded earlier.  As I walked around picking them up I heard, for
the first time since my first orgasm, the noise from the audience.  I also
realised that there was money scattered all over the front of the stage.

   I squat to pick up the money, each time making sure that I was facing
the audience and that my knees were spread wide so that the guys at the
front would get another look at my pussy.  I was elated and could easily
have started frigging myself all over again.



   The manager was waiting for me as I climbed off the stage and to the
smiling me he said,

    -�That was quite impressive for a rookie Roxy.  Do you want another
turn later or is that enough for one night? -�

    -�Can I have a shower before I go on again please? -�

    -�Sure, after your shower come and see me and we -(TM)ll talk about
putting your name against some dates. -�



   When I got to the dressing room all the girls in there gave me a little
round of applause then Mandy said,

    -�For a rookie you did well Roxy.  It -(TM)s always good when a girl
actually cums and you did twice so well done.  Will you be able to do that
every time? -�

    -�Probably. -� I replied.

    -�Good girl, you -(TM)ll go far. -�

    -�Thank you.  The boss said that he wants to see me after I -(TM)ve had
a shower. -�

    -�You -(TM)re going back on then? -�

    -�Yep. -�

    -�Good girl.  When you get back from seeing the boss we can pick
another outfit for you. -�



   I showered then thought about what to wear to go to see the boss.  I
didn -(TM)t have to go out into the main part of the club to get to his
office so I decided to go as I was, naked.  It wasn -(TM)t as if he hadn
-(TM)t seen me naked before.



    -�Come in Roxy. -� The boss shouted when I knocked on his door.

   He pointed to the sofa and I sat as we talked about frequency and dates.
He asked me to give him my bank details so that he could pay me and
transfer my tips direct into my account.  He also told me that the girls
could go out into the main part of the club after they had done a second
turn and that they didn -(TM)t have to put any clothes on if they didn
-(TM)t want to.  He also told me that the club would provide a taxi to take
me home after I -(TM)d finished for the night.

   In some ways, sat talking to a man that I had only met around an hour
ago, whilst I was naked, was a bit strange.  I tried to liken it to opening
my apartment door to a delivery driver whilst naked and that made it a bit
less strange.  I wasn -(TM)t sure if it made it easier or not, the fact
that I had orgasmed in front of him earlier.



   I did my second turn and I was more relaxed and enjoyed the build-up to
my second set of 2 orgasms even more than the first time.  Then, after
another shower I decided to go out into the main part of the club still
naked.  I wanted the experience of being naked and surrounded by lots of
men all wanting to get their hands on my body.  And I have to say that it
was everything that I had expected.  My nipples and clit were tingling so
much that I thought that I might cum, and that was before anyone touched
me.

   I looked around and saw 2 of the other strippers out there, both were
naked and one had a man -(TM)s hand on her butt.  Things looked promising.

   I wasn -(TM)t disappointed, as I waked passed a group of men who had
just watched another of the strippers fake an orgasm, I felt a hand grab my
arm to stop me.  I turned and looked at the men who were looking me up and
down.

    -�Drink with us Roxy. -� One of the men who had remembered my stage
name when I was introduced on the stage said.

    -�What have you got? -� I asked.

    -�Something long, strong and hard. -� Another man said to a couple of
cheers from his mates

   Feeling happy I replied,

    -�Well I -(TM)m guessing that yours is short and fat and hasn -(TM)t
got much in it. -� I replied looking at the nearly empty whiskey glass in
the man -(TM)s hand.

    -�Touch�(C) aye. -� Another of the men said,  -�I like you Roxy. -�

    -�Thank you sir, but I -(TM)m told that the customers shouldn -(TM)t
touch the girls. -� I replied.

   Neither hand left my butt cheeks so I added,

    -�It -(TM)s a good job that those 2 hands are just hovering near my
butt.  And I -(TM)m sure that one of them would just love to hover just
below my clit. -�

   The 2 hands reached between my thighs, but only one made it to my clit
and I gasped then said,

    -�Ooh, there must me some static electricity jumping from your fingers
to my clit. -�

   The fingers of the hand roughly rubbed my clit and I started cumming.

   A couple of minutes as I started to relax, one of the men said,

    -�So those orgasms on the stage were real then Roxy? -� One guy asked.

    -�Of course, my daddy always told me that faking is very disrespectful.
Not that I -(TM)m saying my daddy gave me orgasms, he never touched me. -�

    -�Well this daddy would love to touch you Roxy. -�

    -�You -(TM)re not supposed to sir. -�

    -�Well I won -(TM)t tell anybody if you don -(TM)t. -�



   That started probably an hour or so of me being groped by the customers
and me having drinks bought for me.  From the drinks point of view the
customers in this club were a lot more generous than those in the dance
club.  Their hands were a lot more productive as well, I was given 3 more
orgasms before I noticed that quite a few customers were leaving.

   I saw Mandy and she said,

    -�You gave the punters their money -(TM)s worth Roxy. -�

    -�Did I, I saw other girls getting chatted up and groped. -�

    -�True, but none of the other girls let the punters make them cum. -�

    -�Sorry Mandy, I know that the boss said that I shouldn -(TM)t let them
touch me but I saw other girls getting touched so I didn -(TM)t stop the
men. -�

    -�That -(TM)s okay Roxy, unofficially you can go as far as you want but
nobody every told you that, okay? -�

    -�Thanks Mandy, how do I get a taxi to take me home? -�

    -�Firstly you put some clothes on, not that you had much on to start
with, then you have a word with one of the barmen.  They -(TM)ll get a
bouncer to come and take you out to a taxi that will be waiting.  You
-(TM)ll be okay with the drivers that pickup here, they -(TM)re regulars
and you -(TM)ll be safe. -�

    -�Thanks Mandy, see you next Saturday. -�



   That was how I became a part time stripper and I -(TM)ve been doing it
just about every Saturday for the last couple of years now.



   The Leisure Centre I go to a Leisure Centre about once per month.  It
-(TM)s about 5 miles away so I have to use the underground.  The place is
isn -(TM)t that big but it is nice.  My main reason for going there is to
swim but after swimming I go to the relaxation centre (sauna, jacuzzi and
steam room) to see if I can have a bit of fun.

   For the swimming I wear this one-piece costume that I have.  It -(TM)s
not a proper swimming costume, more a lingerie costume.  The sides are cut
high above my hips leaving the crotch part narrow and it often slides
between my labia.  The best part is the material, it -(TM)s a very fine
mesh that is ever so slightly see-through when dry and very see-through
when wet.

   Of course I always pretend that I don -(TM)t know.

   I do about 25 lengths of the large pool every time I go then I get out
and go back to the lockers where I change into one of my home made G-string
bikinis then walk to the relaxation centre feeling quite naked and carrying
my towel.

   When I get there it depends on the mood that I -(TM)m in, and who else
is there as to what I do, I usually spent some time in each of the
facility. There -(TM)s usually a mix of people in there but mainly it
-(TM)s older men and they obviously enjoy the company of a scantily clad
young woman who -(TM)s not bothered by the huge amount of her flesh that
she is showing.

   The men often engage me in conversations whist they stare at my body and
I try my best to  -~accidentally -(TM) show my nipples and pussy to them. I
like sitting on the sun loungers in there with my knees up and my bottoms
hidden between my labia.  Sometimes I adjust the bottoms so that my clit is
on display as well.

   The sun loungers are in 2 rows, feet to feet, so anyone sat on the other
row get a great view.

   When I -(TM)m in the jacuzzi the bubbles move my loosely tied top so
that both my tits are exposed and of course I never realize and keep
sitting up straight so that my tits are out of the water before slowly
sliding back down.  The other thing about the Jacuzzi is the jets of water
and I love sitting on one of the jets and letting it pound on my pussy.

   I think that I -(TM)ve mentioned it before, but I never tie the strings
on my bikinis tightly, and never use double knots.  Sometimes, the bubbles
will untie the knots, sometimes with a little help from me, and whenever
that happens I stand up pretending not to notice that I am totally naked.
That always gets the men staring and a few times I -(TM)ve got back to the
loungers before I -(TM)ve realised that my bikini is still in the Jacuzzi.
I then have to walk back giving everyone a full frontal view for the few
seconds that it takes.  Those times I -(TM)ll gently scold the men in the
Jacuzzi for not telling me what had happened.

   I -(TM)ve masturbated in all 3 facilities lots of times, the Jacuzzi
being the best place because I can look at the men only a metre in front of
me as I frig for England

   Unfortunately the changing rooms are for separate sexes so there is no
fun there, although I -(TM)ve read that a new Leisure Centre is being built
not far away and I -(TM)m looking forward to exploring the opportunities
there.



   My Holidays  -" The First One I was a bit nervous the first time that I
went on holiday on my own.  I -(TM)d spent weeks researching places to go
and finally pick a place.  It was on the Mediterranean coast and had a
reputation for being a young people -(TM)s mecca, plenty of sun, sand and
sex.  I researched the resort, the beaches and how I could get to them. 
Part of my research was the availability of nearby beaches where I could
get an all over tan.  I wanted to show that to the guys at the gym.  I also
selected an  -~adults only -(TM) hotel not wanting screaming kids or over
protective parents that  -~protected -(TM) (ha) their little darlings from
the realities of life.

   My limited experience of kids had already taught me that if young kids
see naked adults they are less likely to get upset by the sight when they
get to be adults.

   The temperatures would be great and I hadn -(TM)t intended to spend much
time wearing more than one of the dozen or so bikinis that I had made for
myself, so I traveled light, just carry-on luggage.  I only wore an ultra
short skirt, a tank top and my sandals for the journey there which involved
using the underground to the airport.

   What I didn -(TM)t think about until a few days before I went was that I
-(TM)d be leaving home during the rush hour and dressed like I was going to
meant that there would be every chance that I -(TM)d get squashed and
groped for at least part of the journey.  I wasn -(TM)t disappointed.

   The airport was crowded, the majority being people of around my age
heading for a good time in the sun.  My skimpy clothes blended in
perfectly, in fact if I -(TM)d worn much more I would have looked out of
place..

   On the plane I was sat next to a couple of girls who had been to the
resort before and they gave me some good local knowledge that I would later
use.  They weren -(TM)t staying at the same hotel but they told me that
they -(TM)d probably see me around.

   They were friendly enough and I sort of liked them but I was intending
to spend most of the time watching, being watched and getting a golden tan.

   The coach dropping people at their hotels blocked the road when it
dropped me and 4 other -(TM)s off at my hotel.

   When I got off the coach and walked into the hotel I got my first,
pleasant shock of the holiday.  In the reception were 2 teenage girls just
wearing bikini bottoms, one a thong, and carrying towels and sunblock. 
They were totally unfazed by being topless in the reception area

    -�Well, -� I thought,  -�I wasted my time bringing my bikini tops. -�

   As I queued to check-in I just hoped that I -(TM)d get get a room in the
location that I -(TM)d requested.  I -(TM)d looked up dozens of photographs
of the hotel and the surrounding areas, and used google street view to have
a good look around, then emailed the hotel asking them for a room on the
street side, opposite another hotel, on the second or third floor and with
a balcony.

   I was pleased that my request had been granted and as soon as I dropped
my bag I stripped and went out onto the balcony to see if I could see what
I expected.

   What I did see was a group of young men on the balcony of a room in the
hotel opposite and they quickly noticed me.  I waved at them and shouted, 
-�Hi. -�

   It was only mid afternoon and those guys were hitting the booze.

   They shouted back and invited me over to join them.  I was tempted but
decided that it would be better to check out the area and get myself a
supply of water, the heat told me that I -(TM)d need it.  Putting on one of
the bikinis that I made I toyed with the idea of taking the top off again
but as I was going to go outside the hotel I decided to leave it on even
though the top -(TM)s triangles only cover my areolae.  The bottom part is
a G-string and the front triangle only just covers my slit leaving a lot of
exposed labia and pubis that used to be covered in hair.

   All my homemade bikinis are that brief.

   Key in purse and purse in hand I left my room and went for a wander.  It
didn -(TM)t take me long to find the swimming pool but I did pass another
topless girl who looked like she was going to her room.

   The pool as full of, and surrounded by, girls and boys around my age.  I
noticed that nearly all the girls were topless, even the ones with huge
breasts who looked as if their bouncing breasts were hurting them.

   I didn -(TM)t intend to do more than have a quick look but almost
instantly a young man was beside me saying,

    -�Hi, love the bikini, I -(TM)m Joe, you -(TM)re here on your own aren
-(TM)t you -�

    -�Roxy, -� I replied,  -�and how did you know?  Thanks about my bikini,
I made it myself. -�

    -�Talented as well, I cheated Roxy, I saw you checking-in earlier.  Can
I get you a drink?  I -(TM)m sure that you -(TM)ll have a great holiday
with this lot. -�

    -�Thanks Joe.  It certainly looks lively here. -�

    -�Wait until we hit the bars in town tonight, we may come from
different parts of the country but we -(TM)re all here to have a bloody
good holiday. -�

    -�And here was me expecting to spend most of my time on my back on the
beach. -�

    -�If you -(TM)re up for it you can spend most of your holiday on your
back but I -(TM)m not so sure that you -(TM)ll get a tan if these guys get
their way with you. -�

    -�Like that is it Joe? -�

    -�It is if you want it to be Roxy, and your bikini certainly gives that
impression. -�

    -�Hey, just because I like showing a lot of skin doesn -(TM)t mean that
I want to spend all my holiday fucking. -�

    -�No, but there -(TM)s plenty of cock around if you want it. -�

    -�Thanks Joe but for now I need to go to the shop to get some water. -�

    -�Fair enough Roxy, we -(TM)re here if, or should I say when, you want
us. -�



   As I walked out of the hotel I thought about what Joe had said and what
I -(TM)d seen.  I -(TM)d heard all the stories about Britain -(TM)s youth
on holiday around the Med but I never really believed most of it.  And here
I was starting a holiday that looked like every word of what I had heard
was true.

   The nearest grocery store was only about 50 metres away and as I entered
I wondered if anyone would say anything about my scanty bikini.

   I saw a couple of men staring at me and the girl on the checkout stared
at my bikini bottoms but no one said anything.



   When I got back to my room I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror
and saw that my nipples were doing me proud, and, looking lower, my
homemade bikini had disappeared between my labia and was only covering the
very front of my slit and my clit making me look like I had the end of my
little finger under the thin, blue diaphanous fabric.  I giggled as I
wondered how long it had been like that.

   This was nothing new to me as I -(TM)d discovered that  -~feature -(TM)
of my home-made bikinis long before I went on holiday and I didn -(TM)t
change a thing.

   Pulling the bottoms out of my labia I found that it was as wet as I
expected it to be so I got out another, just as brief bikini bottoms. 
Wearing just those fresh, dry bottoms I picked up a towel and my bag and
headed for the pool.  As I walked along the corridor I pulled on and
tweaked both nipples and twisted the barbells for extra stimulation..



    -�Ah, that -(TM)s better Roxy, -� Joe said when he came over to me at
the entrance to the pool,  -�topless, you -(TM)ll fit in better here.  Nice
tits and jewellery by the way, and by the looks of those bottoms you may as
well be naked.  You won -(TM)t be the first naked girl here, we had 2
yesterday. -�

   I put my hand down to my pussy and yes, the diaphanous fabric had
slipped in between my labia, and yes, just the front of my slit and my clit
were covered.  This time I had a bright red little bulge.

    -�I was going to relax for a while and enjoy the sun. -� I replied,

    -�Let me introduce you to some of the more lively characters here
first, come on. -�

   Joe grabbed my hand and pulled me along the side of the pool.  We
stopped at 4 groups of laughing young people and Joe told me their names.
All said hello to me and a few came out with other comments, most of them
welcoming, some asking if I was hitting the bars with them that night and
some commenting on my bottoms, or should I say the cords and the bulge that
was my clit because that was all that was visible, a fact that 2 of the
guys commented on.

    -�She makes her own clothes. -� Joe replying both times, both guys
adding that I should turn it into business and sell them online.  One
added,

    -�You could make bikinis like that one and call them  -~Clitinis -(TM)
and post photos of yourself like that.  You -(TM)d make a fortune selling
just the photos never mind the Clitinis.

   Once I -(TM)d been introduced to to most of the people there I thanked
Joe and went to a vacant sun lounger and dropped my towel on it, turning
down Joe -(TM)s offer to joining the fun in the pool.

   As I lay semi-reclined and relaxing, I looked around.  There must have
been 40 or so people there, all around my age and all of different shapes
and sizes.  There appeared to be slightly more girls than boys.  Nearly all
the girls were topless and going on for half of them were bottomless as
well.  I felt sorry for the girls with huge tits and wondered how the hell
they coped with them bouncing around all the time.

   In the pool a ball was being thrown around and 4 girls were sat on guys
shoulders having nude girls chicken fights.  I guess that I was a little
jealous because I pulled on the strings holding my clitini, as I now liked
to call it, in place, then pulled on the small amount of diaphanous fabric
covering the front of my slit and clit.  The whole clitini came out rubbing
my clit as it came and I gave a little shudder.

   I closed my eyes, relaxed and spread my feet to the sides of the
lounger. I was just enjoying the sun, especially on my pussy, when I felt
someone sit on the side edge of the lounger.  I opened my eyes and saw
Ryan, the guy who had called my bikini a clitini.  He -(TM)s a big guy, all
muscle, and for a split second I thought that the lounger was going to tip
up.

   It didn -(TM)t, and a smiling Ryan said,

    -�Hey, you don -(TM)t want to go to sleep without putting sunblock on
Roxy. -�

    -�Oh yes, good idea, err, you wouldn -(TM)t like to help me with that
would you? -�

    -�I thought that you -(TM)d never ask Roxy. -�

   As Ryan got up and as I got the sunblock out of my bag Ryan told me
about a girl who had gone back to England only the previous day.  Her skin
was really pale and she didn -(TM)t use enough sunblock.  Ryan told me that
when she left to go home she looked like a tomato.

   As Ryan started putting the sunblock on my arms, legs and back, I told
him that I loved the sun and that I was hoping to go home with a golden
tan, not like a tomato or a red pepper.

   For his size, Ryan has a gentle touch and I started feeling all tingly
as his hand found every square millimetre of my back.  As he was doing my
butt he rubbed between my cheeks but didn -(TM)t go down to my pussy.

    -�Thanks. -� I said as I turned over.   -�Would you like to do my front
as well? -�

   Ryan smiled and squirted a big blob of the cream onto my stomach just
above my pubic bone.  I closed my eyes and let Ryan do my arms and legs,
him again avoiding touching my pussy.

   When he started on my chest he didn -(TM)t avoid my tits, instead he
caressed and toyed with my nipples.  Pulling and twisting my barbells
making the tingling in my nipples and my clit a bit stronger.  I think that
I let out a little moan as he pulled on both my nipples at once.

   Then he moved down my torso.  Instinctively, my legs spread, my body
telling him that it wanted him to put the lotion on my pussy.  I definitely
moaned when his hand first cupped my pubis, his fingers gently spreading my
labia and touching the entrance to my vagina.

   I looked up at Ryan -(TM)s face and saw a cheeky smile, but I was sure
that my face, not with words, just expressions, was telling Ryan to finger
me and make me cum.

   After some gentle rubbing and partial invasion, my hips started raising
to meet his larger than average fingers each time they invaded me.  The
situation was just too much for me and I started cumming quite quickly,
much to the delight of Ryan -(TM)s fingers that kept going until my waves
of pleasure subsided.

    -�There, all done. -� Ryan said,  -�let me know when you want some more
on. -�

    -�Thank you Ryan, I needed that, both parts. -�



   I closed my eyes, felt the warm sun, and thought that my holiday could
just turn out better than I had hoped.



   Some time later (no idea how long) I heard a girl -(TM)s voice say,

    -�Hey Roxy, come on in, we -(TM)re a girl short now that Jen has had to
leave. -�

   I opened my eyes and looked to the pool.  I saw 2 girls looking at me
and when they realised that I -(TM)d seen them one said,

    -�Fancy a game of chicken Roxy, Jen had to leave and were one girl
short.  You look as though you could like a good chicken fight, it -(TM)s
all for fun, no one gets hurt. -�

   My feet went to the floor either side of the lounger and I walked over
to the edge of the pool.  Both girls were looking up at the naked me as the
other girl said,

    -�It -(TM)s just for fun, no one gets hurt, shit girl, we don -(TM)t
even keep and scores -�

   I smiled and jumped over them, bombing into the water.  When I surfaced
the first girl said,

    -�Thanks, I was starting to think that I wouldn -(TM)t get to rub my
puss on the back of another man -(TM)s head today.  I -(TM)m Eve and this
is Rosie. -�

    -�Hey, Roxy, but you know that already.  I -(TM)ve never played chicken
before, what do I do? -�

    -�Not a lot other than press your puss against the head holding you up.
-� Rosie replied.   -�And judging by what we saw Ryan do to you, you
-(TM)ll like that. -�

   I smiled.

    -�And you -(TM)re supposed to grab another girl on a guy -(TM)s
shoulders and pull her off. -� Eve added.

    -�I reckon that I could do that, are there teams or is it a free for
all? -�

    -�Free for all, and that includes the groping when you go under. -�
Rosie replied.

    -�That sounds like fun. -� I replied.

    -�Yeah, but the guys won -(TM)t take their shorts off, they -(TM)re the
real chickens. -� Eve said.

    -�Okay, -� I said,  -�who -(TM)s shoulders do I get on first? -�

    -�That would be me. -� a voice from behind me said,  -�I -(TM)m Tom by
the way. -�

    -�Roxy.  So how do I get up there? -�

    -�Turn around, spread those likes like you -(TM)re about to be fucked
and just wait. -�



   I did, and seconds later I felt hands on my legs then what felt like a
hairy football pushing up between my legs.  Then I started rising up out of
the water, Tom -(TM)s arms pressing my legs against his body and my feet
went round his back.

    -�Wow, that -(TM)s nice. -� I said as Tom got his feet on the bottom of
the pool.

    -�Great view from up here. -� I continued.

    -�It -(TM)s not bad from down here as well. -� A male voice behind me
said.

   It was then that I realised that my bare butt and probably the back part
of my pussy including my hole were visible from behind me.

    -�Ready. -� Someone said then Tom started walking and I started getting
my balance.

   Then Tom turned and walked straight at one of the other girls.  Our
hands met, then our arms and we were both pulling and grinning.  About a
minute later the other girl lost her balance and over they went.  My arms
went up in the air as I cheered and at the same time I was lifting and
lowering my butt on Tom -(TM)s shoulders.

   It was then that I realised that I was rubbing my clit in the back of
his head, and it was feeling nice.

    -�Sit still Roxy. -� Tom said,  -�You -(TM)ll loose your balance.  If
you want me to rub my head on your pussy just ask me later. -�

   Caught, but I soon bounced back (sorry, wrong way of putting it),

    -�I might just take you up on that Tom. -� I replied.



   The game went on for something like 45 minutes, and that included 2
changes of partners.  I went down three times, and of course I blame the
guy for loosing his footing.  Then everyone wanted a rest.  Everyone
followed me back to my sun lounger and I sat reclined with my feet on
either side of the lounger.  Eve sitting sideways on the end between my
legs.

   Tom went and came back with 8 bottles of beer and we all talked, well
mainly me as they wanted to know all about me.  I even told them about my
part time stripper job which caused a stirring in 2 pairs of shorts that I
could see.



   By then it was getting towards evening and Rosie asked what everyone was
doing about getting something to eat.  I listened as each of them made
suggestions of cafe -(TM)s, takeaways and fast food joints and then
everyone agreed on a particular cafe.

   When I asked what was special about that cafe Rosie told me that there
was a cute waiter but Tom added that the food was good and cheap as well.

    -�So are you coming with us Roxy? -� Rosie asked.

    -�If you don -(TM)t mind, but I don -(TM)t know what people wear on a
night around here. -�

   Tom nearly dropped his beer and replied,

    -�You can go like you are Roxy, I -(TM)ve already seen one naked girl
eating there, they just don -(TM)t seem to care. -�

    -�I -(TM)ve seen one as well Ryan added, they -(TM)re more interested
in your money than anything else. -�

    -�Are you saying that I could walk around naked and no one would care?
-� I asked.

    -�So long as you don -(TM)t give anyone a blowjob or fuck in the street
I -(TM)m sure that they -(TM)d leave you alone. -� Tom said, then added,

    -�I bet that these 3 girls will be going out topless won -(TM)t you
girls? -�

   All 3 girls just smiled.

    -�If you don -(TM)t mind I -(TM)ll wear a skirt tonight. -� I said.

    -�A nice short one I hope. -� Tom replied.

   I smiled and replied,

    -�Wait and see. -�

   Two minutes later we were all leaving to go to our rooms after agreeing
to meet in the bar in an hour.

   We had to walk through reception and although the staff looked at us, no
one said anything about the 4 naked girls walking to the lift.  It was a
small lift with a capacity of 4 people so some of the others headed for the
stairs.

   I was on the third floor and it had been a long and eventful day so I
squeezed into the lift, with 3 other naked girls and the doors were soon
opening on the 3rd floor.

   In my room I got a little bottle of water out of the fridge and went out
onto the balcony to sit, drink and relax, only to discover that Ryan and
Joe were on the next balcony, beer bottles in hand.

    -�Well there -(TM)s a surprise. -� I said as I stood there, totally
naked with the bottle of water in my hand.

    -�That -(TM)s nice and convenient for you Roxy. -� Joe said.

    -�What -(TM)s that? -�

    -�All you have to do is bang on the wall and one of us will come round
and bang you Roxy. -�

    -�Or you could just come round and we -(TM)ll both fuck you. -� Joe
added.

    -�Either of those sounds nice, so who wants to be first then, I -(TM)ve
been wanting a good cock inside me since I got up this morning. -� I said.

   Joe happened to be the nearest and he was over the balcony divider like
a shot.  His shorts came off as he pulled me into my room and he pushed me
onto the bed.

    -�Slow down stud, I want a nice slow fuck ending with me riding you. -�

    -�I can do that. -� Joe replied as I opened the bedside table drawer
and handed him a condom.

   As Joe slowly started fucking me I looked out of the open doors to the
balcony.  I could see people on their balconies of their hotel rooms over
the road, and some of them were looking my way.  I hoped that they were
getting a good view.



   Joe was the best fuck that I -(TM)d had for ages (the only real cock
fuck actually) and I enjoyed every second of it, and the resultant orgasm.
I was a happy and satisfied girl when Joe climbed back over the balcony
divider.  It was a good 10 minutes before I closed my legs and got off the
bed to go and shower.

   My mind thought about how lucky I was, how the holiday had got of to a
better start that I could possibly have imagined.  I -(TM)d envisaged
myself sat on a lounger by the pool on my own listening to my music and
wearing both parts of a bikini, or laying on a beach, on my own and
watching the world go by.  I would have been quite happy doing both of
those things, and I still wanted to do them some of the time, but the start
that I -(TM)d had was just totally awesome.



   In the shower I refreshed myself then spent ages making sure that every
little bit of my pussy was still hair free and ready for what I hoped was
to come.  Then I went into the bedroom and brushed my hair before pulling
it together at the back and putting it in a scrunchy.

   That just left shoes and clothes.  I went through the skirts that I
-(TM)d brought with me, none were longer than 20 cm, and finally decided on
a black, tight, lycra skirt that could be worn as a boob tube but I was
going to wear it as a skirt.

   Stepping into it I pulled it up so that it sat on my hips and just
covered my butt and pussy.  From experience I knew that as soon as I moved
my legs back and forward it would ride up exposing the bottom half of my
butt and my pussy.  Admiring myself in the mirror I slid into my heels,
picked up just my purse and stepped out of the room.

   By the time I knocked on Ryan and Joe -(TM)s room my butt and pussy were
exposed.

    -�Can one of you keep my purse in a pocket please?  I -(TM)ve got
nowhere to keep it. -�

   Joe took it from me saying,

    -�I guess that it would be a bit uncomfortable walking with that in
your pussy. -�



   We went down to reception and met Eve, Rosie and Mary, all wearing just
skirts, all slightly longer than mine; Becky was in similar length skirt
with a bikini top and Amber was wearing just a thong bikini.  The guys,
Tom, Lucas, Ronnie, Hunter, and of course Joe and Ryan, were all wearing
shorts and T-shirts.

   The 12 of us set out to the cafe that they -(TM)d talked about.  I
-(TM)d pulled my skirt back into place in reception but it rose up again
just as soon as I started walking and most of the gang commented on it, the
guys suggesting that I should just take it off.  It may have been dark
outside but it was still only my first day there and I wanted to make up my
own mind about being totally naked in public.  I -(TM)d been happy when I
saw that Eve, Rosie and Mary were topless but bottomless was a step too far
at that time, even though I wanted people to see me naked.

   At the cafe the waiters happily re-arranged the tables and chairs hardly
even looking at the topless girls, or my butt and pussy that was on display
because I had given-up on pulling the skirt down.

   We got drinks and there were a number of conversations going on.  Then
someone mentioned  -~clitini -(TM) and all eyes turned to me.  Ryan told
Hunter and Ronnie, who hadn -(TM)t been around earlier, about my bikini
bottoms and how they -(TM)d ended up covering just my clit that was quite
big by average standards.  Of course Hunter and Ronnie wanted to see so I
stood up, parted my legs and thrust my pelvis forward.  Eleven pairs of
eyes were looking at my clit and I loved it.  I say 11 but there were more
from some surrounding tables.

    -�We can -(TM)t see, -� Ronnie said from the other end of the tables.
-�

    -�Come down here and show us. -� Hunter said.

   So I did.  All eyes were on me with my skirt up round my waist as I
walked to the other end of the table and did the same thrust.

    -�Oh yes, -� Hunter said and he reached over and touched my clit
causing me to moan,  -�that is a beauty. -�

    -�Hey, no touching. -� Joe said,  -�That sort of thing will get us
arrested. -�

   I straightened up and walked back to my seat while some of the gang
talked about a business selling clitinis.

   The conversation drifted away from clitinis, our food arrived and I, for
one, had a good meal.  It took a while for the bill to be sorted as
everyone wanted to pay individually, then we left and headed to the bars.



   With the help of the couple of drinks in the cafe and my desire to show
my body, I didn -(TM)t bother pulling my skirt down and my pussy and butt
were on display as we went from bar to bar.

   Inevitably, some young men thought that bare tits, butts and a pussy
were an invite to grope but as soon as one of us girls shouted for someone
to  -~get off me -(TM).  The large guys in our group were there pointing
out the errors that the men had made and they scuttled off full of
apologies.





   I had about 10 similar pub crawls with my new friends over that holiday.
Some nights I went out wearing only a skirt and heels and others, just my
heels.  I wasn -(TM)t the only girl who went out naked and never once did
we get stopped by the police or get boring people complaining about us. 
Two nights were slightly different in that 3 naked girls, me included, got
carried, sat on the shoulders of Joe, Ryan and Tom for most of the pub
crawl.  It was quite an experience being able to see all the people looking
at me.



   I lost 3 skirts over the 2 weeks on those nights hitting the bars.



   I -(TM)m a bit of an unusual girl by Vanessa Evans

   Part 02

   The Full Brazilian One evening when we were sat eating in a cafe, a girl
in a bikini came round handing out leaflets about a new bar that was
opening on the outskirts of the town.  At first we all had a laugh at the
name of the bar,  -~The Full Brazilian -(TM).  Then there was the drawing,
quite realistic actually, of a naked girl complete with curved lines and
big dots for tits and a line representing the girl -(TM)s slit.  The
leaflet promised cheap drinks and sexy games.

    -�You do realize that it will be some sort of sex show don -(TM)t you
guys? -� Ryan said.

   Everyone -(TM)s enthusiasm was still high.

    -�And that by the look of that list of games the show will involve
audience participation? -� Ryan added.

   Everyone was still enthusiastic but probably no more than me.  My pussy
was creaming at the thought.  So the following Friday evening we went.  We
all piled into 3 taxis and were soon at the place.  The posters outside
were similar to the leaflet but instead of a drawing of a naked girl there
was an actual photograph of a naked girl showing her tits and pussy,
complete with her clit sticking out.

   Alongside was a statement saying that guests would be invited to
participate in a number of adult games.

   Now we really were all keen on going inside.

   There was one other thing on the posters and that was a menu.  I had a
quick look down it and saw only 2 Brazilian foods, Picanha and Feijoada. 
There was also a list of cocktails with Caipirinha at the top.  I smiled as
I thought that those 3 items must be their attempt to convince people that
it was a Brazilian establishment and not what we had assumed and were about
to prove correct.

   At the bottom of the poster was details of the admission cost, men and
women separate with a line of text saying that any woman who was prepared
to prove that she -(TM)d had a Full Brazilian would be admitted for free.

   That made us girls laugh and we all lifted our skirts as we walked in.
The guys weren -(TM)t too happy about the entrance fee but the list of
games won them over and soon we were all drinking Caipirinha cocktails.



   The place soon filled up then a female DJ started the evening proper. 
The first game was quite tame really, couples had to get on the stage and
simulate having sex.  Six couples, including Ryan and me, went up onto the
stage all at once and on command we all started simulating having sex and I
think that we all chose different positions.

   Ryan wanted me on my back with my legs up and spread wide.  Wearing only
a skirt and bikini top, I was exposed from the waist down and I -(TM)d lay
down in such a position that when Ryan wasn -(TM)t hiding my pussy it was
on display for all the audience to see.

   I wasn -(TM)t the only girl revealing that she had no knickers on, in
fact 4 of the 6 girls were wearing skirts and all 4 had their pussies on
display.

   For the first time ever, I faked having an orgasm, as did the other 5
girls.

   The game was judged on the loudest applause and it was Eve and Tom that
won, a bottle of cheap champagne being the prize.



   The next game was the Pussy Buffet.  I sort of guessed what it was, and
I was right.  Six tables were brought onto the stage and 6 girl volunteers
were asked for, Rosie and I managed to get chosen and soon we were on our
backs on the tables with our legs spread wide and our pussies on display
for all to see.  Six eager male volunteers were selected by the woman DJ
and they all lined up in front of one of the 6 pussies.

    -�Right boys, -� the woman DJ said,  -�30 seconds on each pussy, a bell
will ring and you will move to the pussy on your right.  Guess where the
last guy on the right goes.  Girls, the winner is the girl who cums first,
there is no prize in this round so there -(TM)s no point in faking, okay
girls and boys, get set, go. -�

   A mouth suddenly started to try to swallow my pussy.  I -(TM)d been
super aroused all day and the fucking from Ryan before we left the hotel
had made me cum but not diminished my lust so that mouth was a godsend at
that time.



   Three rings of the bell later and I was cumming like a steam train.  The
4 mouths and the fact that there was an audience watching had finally got
the better of me.  The problem was, well it wasn -(TM)t really a problem,
quite the opposite actually, another girl orgasmed at the same time and the
contest was declared a draw.

   The  -~not really a problem -(TM) part was that the DJ decided to have a
knockout competition between us 2 winners, only this time it was to see who
could NOT cum for the longest time.  She got 8 guys from the audience and
lined up 4 between each of our legs.  The 30 second bell rang and my pussy
got sucked into a mouth.

   Oh I tried to not cum, I really tried, but just after the bell rang for
the fifth time that steam train arrived again.  I -(TM)d lost, and won,
both at the same time.  About a minute later I walked back to the gang with
my skirt still up around my waist.

   There was a short break and the guys got a round of beers then the DJ
announced that the next game was for the girls only, a stripping contest.
Suddenly all my energy came back, if I couldn -(TM)t win this game there
was no hope for me.

   Seven girls entered and we were each given 2 tracks to strip naked.  As
she was saying that my mind went back to my first strip at the club when I
was only wearing 2 items of clothing.  But this time I was only wearing a
skirt, it was going to be a challenge to make it sexy.  I needed it to be
very sexy.

   The first 4 girls had their turns and all struggled, all looking as
though they had never taken their clothes off before.  Then it was my turn.
I started by caressing my tits and abusing my nipples before turning my
back to the audience and teasing them by bending over a bit so that they
could see my pussy, then I straightening up.  I did that a couple of times,
the second time running a finger slowly along my slit.

   Then I stood and face the audience and unfasten the skirt.  As it hit
the floor I spread my legs and leaned back so far that my hands went on the
floor behind me.  My right hand came up, went to my pussy and I frigged for
England.  I orgasmed just as the second song ended.

    -�Wow, -� the DJ said,  -�That looked like you -(TM)d done that before,
join the others at the back of the stage please. -�

   I did, getting my breath back as I walked.

   The remaining 2 girls were just as amateurish as the first few and then
as each girl was applauded it was obvious that I had won.  I got a bottle
of champagne.



   Next it was one for the boys, the DJ saying that the girls had performed
so it was now the boys turn.  They were invited to get on the stage, face
the audience, drop their shorts and wank.  The winner being the guy who
shot his load first.

   Most of the girls there were disappointed that only 4 guys got on the
stage.  All 4 cocks were hard before the DJ told them to start.  It took a
while but the guy who looked like he -(TM)d been on the booze for the
longest finally shot his load out towards the audience.  He got a bottle of
champagne to help him drink to oblivion.



   The next game got everyone laughing, it was musical chairs, the
difference being that the guys sat on the chairs had to have their cocks
out and when the music stopped a girl had to impale herself on the nearest
cock.

   Both the girls and the boys were disappointed as one guy was removed
before the music started again.

   The game started with 12 guys sat with their cocks pointing to the
ceiling and 12 knickerless girls, most, like Rosie and me, with no skirts
on.

   Two by 2, everyone was eliminated except for Rosie and an unknown guy.
Rosie sat on his cock for ages after they had been declared the winners and
she later told us that he held her there as he shot his load inside her. 
To prove it she showed us all his cum running down the insides of her
thighs.

   We opened another bottle of cheap champagne.



   The penultimate game was for 6 guys to stand on the stage with their
shorts around their ankles and a blindfold on so that they couldn -(TM)t
see what was going on.  The DJ then asked for 6 girl volunteers to give
them blowjobs.  One by one the girls went back to their seats after their
guy had cum.  Then the guys had to go and find the girl who had just blown
him.

   One girl was found because she didn -(TM)t swallow, instead letting the
cum splatter all over her face and it was still there when the guys went
looking.  She was found but none of the guys knew if it was their cum on
her face or someone else -(TM).

   That game went down so well that it was repeated 3 times with different
guys and girls.  All the girls in our group, including me, volunteered and
received a late night snack.



   The Grand Finale was basically an orgy, well that -(TM)s what it ended
up as.  Six couples were invited to go onto the stage on the pretexts of
simulating having sex again, but when they got up there, me and Ryan
included, we were told that the simulation part was optional and that we
could do the real thing if we wanted.

   I looked at Ryan and we both smiled.  His shorts hit the floor and I
jumped up onto him and lowered myself onto his cock.  The other couples
followed and when I looked later half the audience were having sex on
tables and chairs and even the floor.



   I never did find my skirt or bikini top and was happy that the taxi
driver has happy to have a naked girl in his cab.





   Well that was my holiday evenings entertainment and each night was
followed by one of the guys spending the night in my bed and fucking my
brains out.





   My Clitoris I woke one morning to the feeling of Joe eating my pussy,
and after a very satisfying orgasm Joe was knelt between my legs looking
down at my pussy.

    -�Have you ever thought of putting a ring on that? -� Joe asked before
even saying good morning.

    -�I -(TM)m never getting married Joe. -�

    -�No, I mean your clit, it -(TM)s big enough and you can get these
vibrating clit rings these days.  I -(TM)m told that they are better than a
vibrator. -�

    -�I find that hard to believe but a vibrating clit ring does sound
nice. I -(TM)m going to think about that, thanks for the idea Joe, now can
you stick that cock of yours inside me and make me cum again. -�

   He did, and over the rest of the holiday I kept coming back to the idea
of a clit ring and I did a bit of research using my phone and the hotel
-(TM)s Wi-Fi.  After a few days of a lot of searching I actually ordered
one that would hopefully be waiting for me when I got home.

   It was, but I -(TM)ll tell you about that later.



   Holiday Days The day times were different.  I wanted the solitude that I
was used to, not that there was anything wrong with the company of my new
friends, that was totally awesome, we were doing things that I had always
wanted to.

   The first morning that I was there, after telling Joe to go back to his
room, then having some breakfast in the hotel -(TM)s cafe, me wearing just
an ultra short skirt, I had a chat with the guy on reception and asked him
where the best beaches were that allowed nude sunbathing, and how I could
get to them.

   I was pleased to hear that all the beaches allowed nude sunbathing (I
-(TM)d googled them and was expecting what he told me) but on the ones at
the towns the nudists were expected to stay at the ends of the beach.

   That didn -(TM)t bother me as I was intending to push a few limits
anyway.  I was pleased to hear that there were buses to the most popular
beaches and that I could catch them from just up the road.  I was also told
that some of the beaches had boats going to them from the towns harbour
which also wasn -(TM)t far away.

   I went back to my room and got ready for a day out at a beach.  I -(TM)d
previously decided to wear one of my bikinis under one of the swimsuit
cover-ups that I -(TM)d made.  All 3 cover-ups are just long enough to
cover my butt and pussy and all 3 are made out of sheer, coloured,
patterned diaphanous fabric, the fronts being just 1 layer meaning that
anyone who had more than a cursory glance would be able to see my bikini.
But after my first day -(TM)s experiences the bikini was consigned to my
bag and I looked forwards to watching people look at my naked form.

   After putting on a layer of sunblock I gathered my things and set off to
the bus station.

   I felt naked and happy as the cover-up fluttered about as I walked.  I
only saw a handful of people doing a double take and I thought,

    -�You silly men, have a really good look at me, if you ask me I -(TM)ll
pose naked for you. -�

   It was the same at the bus station, I bought the ticket through a little
window that was at my shoulders height so the woman couldn -(TM)t even see
my chest.

   As I joined the queue waiting for the bus, 2 young men joined the queue
behind me.  Through my sunglasses I could see that they -(TM)d discovered
that my cover-up was see-through and that I had nothing on under it.  They
were both staring at me and whispering in a language that I didn -(TM)t
understand.

   Wanting to give them as good a show as possible I turned at different
angles to them, pretending to be looking at different things all around and
parting my legs a bit to let them see my clit sticking out from my pussy. I
could see the shape of the front of their shorts changing.

   The bus driver checking the tickets never even looked further than my
hand holding the ticket.

   On the bus it was different, there were a lot of people and I had to
stand in the aisle between people sat on the seats.  The journey only took
about 30 minutes but there was 2 things that I noticed.  Firstly my little
A cup breasts were wobbling a bit as the bus found all the potholes, and
secondly, the men sat either side of me spent most of the journey with
their heads looking my way, and I was stood sideways with my feet apart to
get better balance.

   About half way I turned to face the other way so that both men had a
long look at both my front and my butt through their sunglasses and my
see-through cover-up.  My sunglasses didn -(TM)t make the diaphanous fabric
of my cover-up less transparent so I guessed that theirs didn -(TM)t as
well.

   When we arrived I followed some of the bus passengers towards the sea
and I instantly saw why there were all those people on the bus, it was
gorgeous, lots of fine, white sand gently sloping down into a calm sea. 
The only problem was that I couldn -(TM)t see any naked people.

   Well it wasn -(TM)t really a problem, I was going to get naked
regardless, and I was going to show my body to everyone on that beach
whether they wanted to see it or not.  And before I lost me nerve, I
stopped, put my bag down, kicked off my sandals and took my cover-up off,
put them in my bag, stretched my arms up in the air and thought how
wonderful it was to be alive.

   I was totally naked on a beach with lots of people and not another naked
person in sight.

   With a smile on my face I almost skipped along looking for somewhere to
spread my towel.  I didn -(TM)t look but I hoped that people were looking
at me, I wanted them to see my naked body and see how happy I was
displaying it for all of them to see.

   I walked in and out of the people sat and laying taking in the sun until
I found a space just in front of a beach bar.  I didn -(TM)t think about
people sat in the bar being able to sit and eat and drink whilst looking at
me until my towel was spread out.  Not that I would have done anything
different if I had thought about it, although I might just have setup a
little closer.

   As I covered myself in sunblock I looked around hoping that a handsome
man would come and offer to do the job for me and maybe make me cum like
Ryan had the day before but alas, no one came.  When my hand moved to rub
some sunblock on my pussy I gasped when I touched my clit.  I became aware
that my clit wanted some attention but that would have to wait for a while.
I wanted to feel the sun on every bit of my front and hear the waves gently
crashing on the sand.

   I also noticed quite a few people, mainly men, walking up and down the
water -(TM)s edge and I didn -(TM)t know if they were just getting a little
exercise or they were out people watching.

    -�Well this is one girl that you can watch as much as you like guys. -�
I thought.

   I lay on my back, spread my arms and legs wide and let out a long sigh.
It was yet another wonderful experience that I was having in the last 24
hours.

    -�Could life get any better? -� I thought.

   I lay there enjoying the peace and tranquility until I realised that the
heat in my nipples was greater than the rest of my tits.  I touched one of
my barbells and realised that the sun had heated the metal to a temperature
that was almost burning me.  I quickly turned over and soon realised that
my bare pubis pressing on the towel covered sand was getting me aroused.

   Without even thinking about it, my right hand slid under me and to my
pussy where my fingers started toying with my clit.

   Life did get a bit better as my arousal increased and increased until
the orgasm rolled over me like the waves of the ocean.  I moaned, I gasped,
my body stiffened then relaxed and then started jerking in time to the
convulsions in my pussy.

    -�Now there -(TM)s no way that life can get any better after that. -� I
thought as my body relaxed and my fingers idly toyed with my clit again.



   After my back started to feel quite warm I got to my feet and walked
into the sea.  It was warm, unlike the last time my parents took me to the
seaside and the sea was freezing.

   I kept walking, gasping as the water hit my clit, until I couldn -(TM)t
touch the seabed with my feet, then I swam.  Swimming in the warm sea
totally naked is so different to in a swimming pool with a bikini on, or
even naked, it -(TM)s so sensual and the water tickles my nipples and my
pussy making them tingle.

   I swam and floated with people all around me until I finally decided to
go back to my towel.  When I started walking out of the water I realised
that I had drifted quite a way.  I could see the beach bar and started
strolling towards it, this time looking to see who was looking at me.

   I saw a few people looking at me and smiled at them.  The man in the
hotel reception had told me that I wasn -(TM)t doing anything illegal so I
was just exercising my legal rights even if etiquette had decreed that
nudist would keep to one end of the beach.  No one said anything to me and
I made it back to my towel in a few minutes.

   I lay back, propped up on my elbows and let the sun dry my body as I
watched the walkers look over to me.  I had again lay there with my legs
wide apart letting the sun tan the insides of my thighs.  Then I decided
that I wanted a drink, ignoring the small bottle of water in my bag I took
my purse and went to the beach bar.  Again no one said anything about my
total lack of clothes and I got a cola and sat, man-spreading, at a table
where I could look out to sea.

   Watching a couple of ships slowly cross the horizon, in my peripheral
vision, I saw 2 young men standing near my towel and looking my way.  I had
my sunglasses on so I watched them looking under the table between my legs.
I watched them watching me for ages as I pretended to look out to sea.

   After a couple of minutes my right hand went to my clit and gave it a
little scratch like you do when you have an itch, then my hand went back to
the bottle of cola and I had another sip.

   If they were happy to keep looking I was happy to keep showing and it
seemed like an eternity before they finally turned and walked away.

   I took another few minutes watching the ships before I finished my
drink, got up and went back to my towel.

   After more sunbathing I decided to go for a walk to investigate where
some of the people who got off the bus went when they headed in a different
direction.  Leaving everything but my sunglasses and my purse buried in the
sand under my towel, I wandered back to the bus stop, through all the
clothed people, then in the direction that I -(TM)d seen the people go.

   I went through a car park where people arriving and leaving looked at
the totally naked girl, and into a Mediterranean forest of Pine type trees
and bushes on a sandy ground.  Apart from what I thought was thousands of
Crickets in the trees making unfamiliar noises everything was so peaceful
and natural, even I had nothing man made on me.

   I walked for maybe half a mile without seeing a soul before the track
emerged on a coast path with a few people walking each way.  On my left I
could see a lighthouse on the rocky terrain.  On my right I could see the
beach where I started and I started walking that way.  People walking the
opposite way to me look at me and one middle-aged couple even smiled at me
but most of them looked at me and looked away when I looked back and smiled
at them.  That made me laugh a little thinking that they were even more
insecure than my other personality was.  I mean, who could miss out on the
opportunity to look at a reasonably attractive, naked young woman?

   Back at my towel I soaked up the sun some more and went for another swim
before finally thinking that maybe I should head back to the hotel, but I
wasn -(TM)t done with being naked in public yet.  I decided to leave my
cover-up off until the I was about to get on the bus and walked back to the
bus stop still naked.  I mingled with the waiting people wondering if they
thought that I was going to get on the bus still naked.  I people watched
and was surprised at the number of people who immediately turned away when
they saw me.

    -�What -(TM)s wrong with these people? -� I thought,  -�it -(TM)s only
a naked body, we -(TM)ve all got one. -�



   It was only when I saw the bus approaching that I got my cover-up out of
my bag and put it on.

   I held back as queuing went out of the window and most of the people
tried to get on at the same time.  It reminded me of the underground trains
back home and I wondered if I would have got groped if I -(TM)d got in the
middle of the impatient people.



   I again had to stand in the aisle and I again stood sideways.  This time
it was a man on one side of me and a girl about my age on the other. 
Through my sunglasses I watched the man, then the girl stare at me.  The
girl was sat with a man but that didn -(TM)t stop her staring at my pussy
as she talked to him about their plans for the night.

   I wondered if her seeing my slit and clit would get her horny and she
-(TM)d jump on her man as soon as they got back to their hotel.  I know
that I was hoping that Ryan or Joe would be in their room when I got back
to mine.  It was Ryan -(TM)s turn to fuck me but if he wasn -(TM)t there I
-(TM)d quite happily have Joe for the second time that day.



   As I walked into the hotel I saw Rosie, who was naked, talking to a girl
that I didn -(TM)t recognize.  Rosie introduced Tammy who Rosie knew from
back home and who had just arrived.

    -�So where have you been dressed like that Roxy? -� the topless Tammy
asked as she realised that my cover-up was see-through and that I wore
nothing under it.

   I told both Tammy and Rosie where I -(TM)d been and how wonderful it had
been and I asked the if they would like to go to that beach with me.  Both
said that they would.  Then Rosie asked me if I was going to the pool with
them.

   I thought for a second, realizing that I -(TM)d potentially miss out on
a good fuck with Ryan or Joe, then said that I would go with them.

   We went to the pool and I got naked.  Tammy removed her bikini bottoms
and we all jumped into the pool and joined the others playing games and
messing about.

   I quickly realized that Ryan was there and I swam over to him.  After
telling him where I -(TM)d been I reminded him that it was his turn to fuck
me and that I was looking forward to getting back to my room with him.

    -�Why wait? -� Ryan asked.

    -�You want us to fuck down here? -� I asked.

   Ryan unfastened his shorts under the water then lifted me up and lowered
me onto his hard cock.

   As Ryan lifted me up and down I buried my head in his neck and enjoyed
the new experience.

   It didn -(TM)t take long for the people around us to realize what we
were doing and they gathered around to watch and cheer us on.

   The only thing that stopped it from being a perfect experience was that
those people couldn -(TM)t see Ryan -(TM)s cock going in and out of me.

   The people closer to Ryan and me were able to hear my moans and running
commentary when I got close to and actually orgasmed and Ryan -(TM)s
commentary as he did the same.

   I wasn -(TM)t at all embarrassed as Ryan finally lifted me off him and
everyone around cheered and applauded our performance.



   It didn -(TM)t take long for people to get back to what they were doing
and I swam back over to Rosie, Eve and Tammy where they congratulated me on
my performance.

    -�I needed that. -� I replied,  -�I -(TM)ve been on a nude beach all
day and only got myself off once. -�



   That wasn -(TM)t the only time that I got fucked in the hotel swimming
pool and I wasn -(TM)t the only girl either.  It seemed be a regular
occurrence if someone had been out for the day and was feeling horny when
they got back to the hotel pool and found a suitable guy already there.



   When us girls left the pool to go back to our rooms to get ready for the
night -(TM)s bar crawl I was pleased to discover that Tammy had been
allocated the room on the other side of me.  From then on Ryan and Joe
-(TM)s room was empty just about every night.

   Tammy joined us that evening, me and some of the other girls wearing
just a skirt and heels.  I told everyone about my day at the beach and
Rosie, Tammy and Eve joined me going to that beach every other day before
the end of our holidays.  I tried other beaches but none were as good so I
ended up spending my days at that first beach, dressed and undressed as I
was on that first visit.

   Ryan and Joe also came with us one of the times and although neither of
the guys got naked there they did spend a lot of their time in the sea
fucking one of us 4 naked girls.  We were a little disappointed that they
didn -(TM)t want to go back another day for some more sun, sea, sand and
sex.



   Well that -(TM)s about all the interesting parts of my first solo
holiday.

   When I got back home I went back to being the same old shy, reclusive
Imogen apart from the nights and weekends that I -(TM)ve talked about
already.





   Clit Ring Yes, my first clit ring was waiting for me when I got back
from my first holiday.  It was just a basic ring for me to see if I liked
it and could keep it on, I didn -(TM)t want it dropping off whilst I was
walking around at work.

   Putting it on was a bit of a both pain and pleasure.  The painful part
being the tweezers gripping and pulling my clit through the hole in the
ring.  The pleasurable part being the attention that my clit was getting
and I had to stop twice to take care of a pressing need.

   Once on I had to wait until I wasn -(TM)t aroused then quickly push it
further on until It wouldn -(TM)t go any further and before my arousal made
it swell up.

   Finally happy that I couldn -(TM)t get it on any further I decided to go
out for a walk to see how it felt.  I -(TM)d deliberately waited until a
Saturday morning, just in case.

   Out I went, knickerless as usual and wearing only a quite short summer
dress.  All the time that I was out I was consciously aware of the ring,
and of course my clit and as a result I soon became desperate to cum.  I
took care of that in the rest room of a fast food place then went to the
nearest park to top up my golden tan and let a few people look up my dress
and hopefully see my new jewellery.

   I don -(TM)t know if the few men that looked at me and saw my pussy saw
the ring as well, I didn -(TM)t have the nerve to ask them.  What I did
know was that I made it back home after about an hours walking with the
ring still in place.

   The ring was still making me horny when I went to the strip club where I
found it to be an asset with lots of people commenting on it and wanting a
closer look.  That night my tips were the highest that they had ever been.

   Life was a little more difficult at work for a few days as the ring was
constantly reminding me that it was there.  It was the end of the week
before I could properly concentrate on anything.





   Clitinis When I got back from that first holiday I made myself some more
bikinis., Some with deliberate holes in them for my nipples and my clit.  I
-(TM)ve also made some with no material at all, just the strings.  I
-(TM)ve also experimented making bikini bottoms that only have material
that covers my clit, Clitinis as Joe called them.  I sort of like them but
for me I prefer the ones with a hole for my clit or no material at all.

   As I was making my new bikinis I wondered how many of my old bikini
bottoms had disappeared between my labia whilst I was at the Leisure Centre
and I tried to work out how I didn -(TM)t notice.  But there again the
bikinis that I took on holiday did have narrower crotches because I was
wanting to show more on holiday.

   I also considered Joe -(TM)s idea of a Clitini making business but I don
-(TM)t think that it -(TM)s a viable business idea.

   Each time that I make a bikini bottoms I have to decide before I start
if I want it to disappear between my labia or actually cover my pussy all
the time.





   Subsequent holidays Since that first amazing holiday I -(TM)ve been on 4
more holidays, to similar places and hotels.  One was even back to the same
hotel.  Although each of them were good and Roxy was as exhibitionistic and
promiscuous as the first holiday they have never been quite the same
standard.  I guess that I was just lucky that first time.





   The Pride Parade One night at the dance club I ended up back in my
apartment with a cute girl who discovered my clit ring, She loved it and
spent ages looking at it.  She said that I was lucky having a clit big
enough to be able to wear one.

   During one of our breaks from enjoying each other, I told her about some
of the things that I got up to on my first holiday.  After some teasing
where she threatened to dump me naked at the other side of town so that I
had to get home naked, Lizzy told me that she might just have a way of
legitimately getting me naked in the middle of the city in the middle of
the day.  Unsurprisingly I was interested.

   Two weeks later I go a phone call from Lizzy telling me that she -(TM)s
got it all setup for me.  She told me that I was going to ride on a float
in the Pride Parade.  When I asked for more details Lizzy told me that I
-(TM)d be in a One Bar Prison and that everyone on the streets would be
able to see me.  When I asked her what a One Bar Prison was all she would
tell me was that I would enjoy it and she gave me the date, time and place
that I had to meet her.

   When I arrived there I Lizzy took me into a room where I had to strip
and have rainbow body paint covering a large diagonal slice of my body,
notably leaving my breasts and pussy without paint.  I was then taken out
and up onto a float.  Lizzy then put a blindfold on me telling me that it
was only for a few minutes whilst she put me in the One Bar Prison.

   Lizzy moved me to another part of the float and I didn -(TM)t understand
why she was securing my ankles wide apart and my wrists above my head. 
Then I found out as a dildo was pushed up my vagina and the blindfold was
removed.  I looked down and saw that the dildo was on a metal pole fixed to
the floor and to the height to keep the dildo deep inside me.

    -�What -(TM)s this Lizzy?  You can -(TM)t possibly expect me to stay
here while the float drives around the city. -�

    -�Why not, there will be lots of men and women with rainbow paint on
them all around you and on the street. -�

    -�But I -(TM)m naked and I -(TM)ve got a dildo in my pussy. -�

    -�Well if you can get it out of you you can go home. -�

   I pulled on my arms and legs to no avail.

   I had a moment of panic before I realised that there was no way that I
could escape without someone releasing me and Lizzy said that it wasn
-(TM)t going to happen until the parade was over.  I started to accept it
and even started to look forward to it, after all, if I got arrested I
could easily say that it was all against my will, that I didn -(TM)t want
any of it to happen.

   I looked around and yes there were other people painted in a similar way
to me but they had knickers or pants on and the paint was over their
underwear.  I had neither on my pubis of tits.

    -�Will some of those people be getting up here and hanging around me?
-� I asked.

    -�Yes they will Imogen. -�

    -�So I won -(TM)t be totally exposed? -�

    -�No, and some of them have been told to gather close to you if they
think that you are at risk. -�

    -�That -(TM)s something I guess. -�

    -�We won -(TM)t let you get arrested Imogen.  Now you just stay there,
I have to go and get changed. -�

   I had to laugh a little, how the hell could I go anywhere?  Lizzy left,
leaving me alone on the float.  Whilst I was waiting a man climbed up and
started adjusting a few things.  When he saw me he said,

    -�Wow, you lot don -(TM)t hold back do you? -�

   I could have asked him to release me but even if he had I would have had
to either go looking for my clothes and probably bump into Lizzy, or run
for it.  But where would I go?  A naked girl running through the city would
attract a lot of attention during the day, even on Pride Day, and I -(TM)d
probably get arrested, so I just ignored the man.

   Lizzy finally came back and she was in just knickers and a bra and
covered in rainbow coloured stripes.

    -�Still here Imogen? -� Lizzy asked.

   I gave her a sarcastic smile.

    -�We -(TM)ll be moving in a few minutes.  Do you like the sign above
you? -�

    -�I can -(TM)t read it from here. -�

    -�Of course you can -(TM)t, it says  -~Imprisoned in our bodies -(TM).
-�

    -�Ha, it isn -(TM)t my body that I -(TM)m imprisoned in is it? -�

    -�No, but you -(TM)ll thank me in a couple of hours. -�

    -�It takes that long? -�

    -�Don -(TM)t worry Imogen, there will be a little something to help the
time go fast. -�

    -�And what would that be? -�

    -�Just hang around for a while, you -(TM)ll like it. -�

   I said nothing and just stood there, not that I could do anything else.
After a while some of the people with rainbow paint on them climbed up onto
the float, all of them looking at me and some smiling.  Then I heard and
felt the lorry engine start up.

    -�Shit, -� I thought,  -�here we go, I really do hope that I don -(TM)t
get arrested. -�

   We had only gone a few metre when I discovered that the dildo in me was
actually a vibrator, and someone had switched it on.  I looked all around
and in among the dancing people I saw Lizzy with a little black box in her
hand.

    -�The bitch. -� I thought as my pussy started to feel more aroused than
it had been.

   Before the vibrator started to make me not care about being seen I
managed to look to both sides of me and see the people looking at the
float. I could see them so they could see me.  I was both excited and
nervous although the vibrator was slowly removing the nerves problem as I
went from Imogen mode to Roxy mode.

   I have no idea how long that journey was because Lizzy took me from one
orgasm to another, my verbal commentary being ignored because of the music.
Lizzy only let me have 3 breaks, during those I tried to see if anyone was
looking at me and my pussy tingled when I thought someone had seen me.

   The dancers, except for Lizzy, on the float showed no interest in me or
my plight, Lizzy coming out with remarks like,

    -�Having fun Imogen? -�

   or

    -�I told you that you -(TM)d enjoy yourself, -�

   or

    -�Have you just cum again Imogen? -�

   or

    -�I hope the batteries don -(TM)t run out before we get back. -�

   The batteries didn -(TM)t run out and I was relieved when she finally
turned the vibrator off.  Not because I didn -(TM)t want any more orgasm, I
did, but because my body was tired.  My legs had given way, forcing the
vibrator to go further inside me and it was vibrating against my cervix,
and that was really nice.  I was actually hanging by my wrists, and my arms
were aching.

   When Lizzy lowered the metal pole and the dildo came out of me I felt
empty, and when she released my arms she had to hold on to me to stop me
from collapsing onto the floor.

   By that time everyone else was gone and Lizzy helped me off the lorry.
Back in the paint room Lizzy got my dress for me and after she too had put
some clothes on she helped me walk to the nearest pub where she got us some
drinks.

   After a couple of minutes of just silence I said,

    -�Next year can I dance along the streets with the others and with the
same paint job? -�

    -�Hmm, I -(TM)m not so sure about that, I think we -(TM)d probably need
to paint a bikini on you, you looked way too naked today. -�

    -�Do you think that a lot of people saw me? -�

    -�I do, I even saw a couple of people pointing to you. -�

    -�Thank you Lizzy, if you think of anything else that I might like
please let me know, I -(TM)m sure that I can find someway to pay you back.
-�

    -�I -(TM)ll let you know on both things.  Do you need any help getting
home? -�

    -�Thanks but no, I -(TM)m sure that I -(TM)ll be capable quite soon. -�





   World Naked Bike Ride Yes our city has one of these each year and there
is no way that I was going to miss any of them.

   For the first time that I went on one I bought myself a folding bike
that I can keep in my apartment.  Originally I intended only using it once
a year but after discovering the fun that I can have on an exercise bike I
-(TM)ve gone for a few rides when there -(TM)s not much traffic about and
the weather is good, and yes, I have the saddle set high enough to give me
some (a lot actually of) pleasure.

   I like riding along the streets looking at people to see if they notice
that my dress is floating around and giving flashes of my butt and pussy
and if they notice the pleasure on my face as I slide from side to side.

   I usually have at least 2 orgasms on those bike rides.

   One advantage of a folding bike is the smaller wheels and I have a bag
screwed to mine so that I can keep things in it, like a dress.

   The first WNBR that I went on was a bit nerve-racking.  I wore just a
dress as I pedaled to the start and didn -(TM)t take it off until I got
there.  Once other naked people were there I relaxed and had a great time.
Just in case anyone from work was out spectating I -(TM)d done my hair in
pigtails and wore sunglasses.

   I pedaled alongside the footpath so that the spectators could easily see
me and I really took my time.  I was one of the first to start and one of
the last to finish.

   I -(TM)d got quite relaxed whilst I pedaled and at the end I even
pedaled back to my apartment.  Well not quite, I stopped just down the road
and put my dress on.  A few people in my apartment block know about my 
-~other -(TM) life and I didn -(TM)t want to risk the others finding out.

   I think that the police had been told not to stop nude cyclists
providing that they weren -(TM)t doing anything sexual because I passed a
couple of coppers and they never said a word.



   My second WNBR was better, much better.  By that time I -(TM)d
discovered having the bike seat set too high and I -(TM)d had an orgasm
before I even got to the start.  I -(TM)d also taken my dress of just down
the road from my apartment.  I was really glad that I am a girl because
when that saddle got me off it wasn -(TM)t apparent to the casual looker
that I was having an orgasm.  If I -(TM)d been a man and was wanking as I
pedaled I -(TM)m sure that I would have ended up in a police cell.

   I also orgasmed as I biked along a busy street during the official part
of the ride, going slow so that I didn -(TM)t crash into other cyclists or
road signs.  I again cycled nearly back to my apartment before reluctantly
putting my dress back on for the last 50 or so metres.

   The third WNBR went much the same as the second.  I -(TM)ve been looking
online for someone to modify my bike so that a dildo goes up and down
through the seat as I pedal but so far I -(TM)m not having any luck finding
anyone.