Public Nudity/Go to the beach with your friends?
“Now I don’t know about you guys,” you say, standing up to accentuate your nakedness and make sure they can all see your pussy. “But I feel like going to the beach. Anyone want to come?”
“L-like that?!” said Natalie.
“Of course! Every nudist has to go to the beach at some point,” you say.
An uncomfortable silence falls over the girls. They all exchange glances as if trying to decide what to say. After a moment, Mindy says in a small voice: “Um, I can come.”
“Great!” you say, hoisting her up from her chair. Her face turns red immediately.
Irene looks even more shocked than she did when she arrived. “Mindy? You mean you’re-?”
Mindy shakes her head so hard, you wonder how it stays attached to her neck. Irene clams up immediately. “Well, I guess…I can come then too.”
“Awesome!” you say, and take a look at Natalie. “And you?”
Natalie shrugs and stands up. “Oh what the hell,” she says. “I’m not gonna’ be the odd girl out here.”
“I knew you’d all see it my way,” you laugh, puffing out your chest so that your bare boobs can jiggle just a little more. “Let’s go!”
You trek on down to the beach. Your friends seem to be mostly quiet, though you swear you can hear some hushed whispering between Mindy and Irene behind you. You pay it no mind. You’re too busy soaking in all the attention you get from passersby. You wave to one person, blow a kiss to second, and smack your butt to another.
When you come to the beach you waste no time in making your way down to the water. Gentle lapping of the waves beckons you. You can’t wait to feel the comfort of the ocean on your bare skin. You stop, however, when you realize that your friends are no longer following you.
“What’s the holdup?” you ask, turning around.
“Uh, Shannon,” says Natalie. “We don’t have any bathing suits.”
“Neither do I,” you say, caressing your breast with one hand and your thigh with the other, running your fingers dangerously close to your slit, as if to emphasize how proud you are of that fact.
“B-but Shannon, we…we’re not nudists!”
“Well maybe that should change,” you say, mouth watering at the prospect of all your friends joining you in your nudity. “It’s an amazingly simple process. And it makes things so convenient. If you’re a clothed girl, then you have to get ready to go to the beach or the pool by bringing a suit, a towel, and all that other stuff.
“But when you’re a nudist,” you say while twirling around, giving them all an eyeful of your whole body, “you don’t need to worry about anything! Just hop into the water in what you were born with! Don’t you think that sounds nice? C’mon! Let’s all get naked!”
“Um, okay,” Mindy says, stepping forward. You are amazed. Mindy was always the baby of the group. She’s so shy and quiet all the time and needs to be pushed into stepping outside her comfort zone. Looks like all those years are starting to pay off.
Mindy kicks off her shoes and pulls off her socks easily enough. Then she unzips her skirt and lets it fall into a pile at her feet. Her face blushes fiercely at this. She pauses for a moment, looks down at her blouse nervously, and begins to paw at the buttons. It looks like she’s starting to have second thoughts.
You can’t let that happen. “Go on,” you say in a gentle voice.
It seems to have an effect, as it always does. Mind nods quietly, takes a deep breath, and slowly unbuttons her top and exposes her chest. She takes a few more deep breaths, closes her eyes tight, and finally pulls it away from her shoulders and lets it fall onto the sand.
She’s now standing before you wearing only her black bra and panties, blushing all over from head to toe. You can’t help but smile at the sight. She’s just so cute looking all embarrassed like that.
“You’re almost done,” you say, stepping close to her.
Mindy doesn’t look at you. She looks down and seems to do everything she can to avoid your gaze. Or your nude body. She reaches behind herself, unhooks her bra, and begins the process of pulling it away from her breasts. A gust of wind picks just as her nipple is exposed. She gasps when it hits her, and drops the bra in her panic.
With nothing else to cover her breasts, it seems that reality has finally caught up to Mindy. She crosses her arms over her C-cup breasts and starts to shake uncontrollably. “I can’t do this!” she says.
“Here, let me help you,” you say. And with a quick swipe, you pull her panties down her legs, exposing her trimmed triangular patch of hair to the world and leaving her just as naked as you. “There! All done. Now that wasn’t so hard, was it?”
Mindy squeaks as she now attempts to cover up her crotch. Natalie and Irene laugh right behind her, which causes her to turn around in a panic, suddenly remembering that they were right behind her. “Y-you guys!’ she cries before she trips up on the clothes that were bunched up at her feet.
She screams as she falls to the ground. Fortunately, you’re quick to act and beat gravity (as you always do) and catch her into your arms, where her face lands right between the soft cushions of your breasts.
“I didn’t know you cared so much,” you say in a teasing tone. Mindy looks up at you confused before realizing where she is, and pushes herself up and away from your naked form. If you didn’t know any better, you’d swear she was sunburned judging by how red she is all over.
Irene is laughing at this, seeming to forget her previous embarrassment. “Well, I guess if she can strip down, I can too.” And with that, she starts to take off her clothes as well.
Meanwhile, Natalie’s looking at all three of you with an unsure expression, before she finally throws her arms up in the air and says. “What the hell! I’m in too!”
In moments, all four of you are naked.
What happens next?