A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/ClothingOptional/Chat/Pics/Mirror/Yes/Join/No/Pond/Lori/Talk/Maybe/More/All
Sally felt a naughty thrill as she looked at the thumbnails of all her pictures. She knew some of them weren't at all like the pictures real nudists shared... but did that really matter? She also knew the people in the chatroom would like all of them, and there was something exciting about sharing the ones she knew were naughty. She still remembered her brother's explanation about how closeup pics aren't what nudists did, but she convinced herself this was different. She wasn't being tricked this time, she knew what she was doing and thought it would be fun. She tried to remember if anything Devin said meant it would actually unsafe to share these, but couldn't think of anything. No one was going to recognizer her by her pussy.
So when Sally considered the thumbnails, she decided to exclude only a very small number. Like that strange leaf picture Lori took, or a way-too-close image of her butthole, which aside from being a little embarrassing, was clearly not something anybody would want to see. Pussy pics though? She left those in. Lori had said pussies were fun to look at, and Sally was slowly warming up to that line of thinking. Speaking of pussies, as she considered her decision, she felt hers tingling. It was the first time she'd experienced that sensation when she was alone, but in not so many words, she kind of worked out that it was her body telling her to share the pictures. So she told RichardHardt she was ready.
Pumpkin: OK I looked at the pictures and I didn't have to think too much. I'm gonna share almost all of them. RichardHardt: That's great! Just sec let me get the next step ready. RichardHardt: Hey, wait a minute, since when do you use proper capitalization and punctuation? Pumpkin: What? RichardHardt: Like you wrote "I'm" instead of "im". Pumpkin: Oh. I'm actually pretty good at writing. I just don't know how to do that on my phone. RichardHardt: Well I'll be. Should have known you were a smart girl. RichardHardt: But anyway, the next thing is you right-click the folder with the photos you want to share...
Richard explained the steps necessary to send him the pictures. He briefly considered walking her through installing Tor Browser, so she could safely post them herself, but as smart as she seemed to be, he figured that might be a bit much, and besides, he didn't exactly mind being the intermediary.
RichardHardt: Well then, while we wait for that to upload, how about I teach you how to write on a phone? Pumpkin: Sure!
After a bit of trial and error, Richard was able to figure out her phone's slightly unusual input scheme and explain it to her. This further convinced Sally that even if the guys in chat weren't real nudists, some of them were good people. He didn't have to help her like that, but he did.
RichardHardt: Well, I got the zip, let me take a quick look... RichardHardt: Holy moly! You're incredible. And some of these shots are spicy! RichardHardt: You sure you want to share all this with everybody? Pumpkin: Is spicy good? Pumpkin: Do you think I shouldn't? RichardHardt: Uhh. Well that's a matter of opinion I guess. It's just I thought you were concerned about being a "proper nudist". Pumpkin: Oh yeah, I was. But I did that. Right? Pumpkin: Prove I'm a nudist. These are just for fun. RichardHardt: Well then, I assure you they're very "fun"! People will go crazy for these. RichardHardt: Chat's gonna explode when I share them. So you might wanna stay on your dad's computer a little longer. RichardHardt: Well if you can get away with it. Easier to read it all that way. Pumpkin: OK, I'm ready. RichardHardt: Alright then. To get back to main chat just hit the "Little Nudists" tab on top. Now watch the fireworks.
Sally felt her pussy tingling more than ever. All those people were about to see her naked! Not in real life, but that didn't seem to matter. She also felt a twinge of embarrassment at the thought, but Richard seemed to like them, so why should she be embarrassed? Weren't you supposed to be embarrassed when you did something wrong? If everyone liked the pictures there was nothing to be embarrassed about. At least that's what she told herself. It didn't stop her from feeling nervous.
But finally she steeled her nerves, as best a 10-year-old could, and clicked the Little Nudists tab to see what everyone was saying...
She was just in time to see everybody reacting to Richard's link.
Did she like what she saw?