Church of the Sky Clad Goddess (Closed for susurrus) CMNF ENF OON

I just opted for sparkling water. When Amelia shuffled off I mentioned to Regis how I’d like to see Bree again.

It really seemed I’d developed a hunger for girls since I’d stopped wearing clothes. The butt plug was tough to adapt to, it seemed no matter how I sat I couldn’t get comfortable with it in.

The best thing I thought to do was to act like my being naked was normal, even though being dressed the way I was turned me on so much. The seat I was on felt amazing against my bare skin, something clothed people never really thought about.

It seemed that our waitress had placed me under an a/c vent intentionally. It had the expected effect on my body, my nipples were so hard they kind of hurt, & I had goosebumps all over my bare flesh.

I ordered a steak tartare, it didn’t take long for our food to come to our table. Every time Amelia came by she made a face that informed me she could smell the musk coming off me.

It didn’t help things in anyway, & knowing I put ideas of sex into the minds of everyone who saw me only added to how I felt.
 
To my comment about Bree, Judy nodded. "I'd like to see her again."

'Not as much as I'd like to see you with her,' I thought but kept to myself. Then again, I'd been included in the invitation, so the implication was that Bree was bi, not lesbian. I guess we'd find out if the opportunity arose. The number was starting to fade from Judy's skin. At one point, I'd made sure to enter it into my phone, so we didn't lose it.

One thing was sure, and that was it was impossible not to notice Judy's scent. There was no covering it up. I mean, it was the perfume of a perfectly healthy, aroused woman, but it wasn't the kind of odor people were used to encountering in a public restaurant. When Ameila returned with our drinks and stood to get our food orders, I saw the moment the scent hit her. It was almost like something had been thrown at her. A moment passed before it struck her what she was smelling. Her look of surprise and confusion was impossible to miss. She escaped more quickly this time than she had the first. Of course, that could have been because she was geting aroused, rather than being appalled and repulsed by the whole thing and was intensely embarrassed by that fact.

While we waited for our food, we simply talked about classes. It helped that we were in most of the same classes: we'd have a built-in study partner.

When our food finally arrived, Amelia lingered a bit longer than expected. It looked like she was about to ask a question, but turned red and bustled off again.

"Wonder what that was about," I asked as I watched the waitress retreat.

About halfway through, she stopped by to check on how we were doing. Once more, she hesitated before rushing off. Before she could turn tail and run, I said simply, "Yes, that is all she wears. If you want to know more, I'm sure she'll tell you, but you need to ask her, yourself..."
 
I was a bit stunned at the directness of Regis’ comment about my wardrobe. It was true, I was in fact wearing everything I could.

“All the guys made me take your table, said they’d be too distracted to focus on the job. Judging by what I can smell from you it seems they were right. Isn’t it difficult living the way you do?”

I paused for a moment to try to collect myself for a good answer. The wet spot I was sitting atop wouldn’t let me forget how aroused I always was when nude in public.

“It definitely isn’t easy. Nothing ever lets me forget I don’t have any clothes.”

“What do you mean don’t have any clothes?”

“I gave them all away. I don’t own anything to cover my body with, so I go naked 24/7. I even shaved my vulva so I couldn’t even hide behind that.”

Amelia was even more shocked by the revelation that I didn’t have any choice about what to wear. She then turned her attention over to Regis, asking if he was okay with this behavior. He simply responded by saying it wasn’t his choice, but mine & that he’d only met me when I stopped wearing clothes, he’d never even seen me wearing anything more than I was now.

“Your face says you feel shame, but it’s obvious to everyone how much you like this. You’re bringing out the little slut in you.”
 
I just sat there while the two women chatted. It surprised me how the women wanted to know more, where the guys mainly just seemed to want to fuck.

When Amelia turned to me and asked how I could condone this, I knew she'd made an assumption regarding Judy's and my relationship.

"We aren't boyfriend/girlfriend. We only met a few days ago. The college asked me to look after her, both to protect her from being molested as well as to make sure she follows the rules of her religion, which I'm told this is." I chuckled. "You should see our living quarters. It's like being an exhibit in a zoo. Almost everything we do is done in public view. Everything. Yes, this could be a Dom/sub situation and I've forbid her to wear anything, but that isn't the case. I must say, it's a major pain in the ass and it's also arousing as hell. I walk around most of the day half hard. I'm sure your nose has detected what Judy thinks of the situation. I've been with her nearly 24/7 the last few days and let me tell you, she loves and hates all this.

"She's recently discovered her bi side, if that interests you."

That last bit was probably stepping over a line, but if Amelia blushed and scuttled away, I'd know I'd said too much. Instead, though, her eyes widened and her jaw dropped. For a second, I thought she might start bitching me out for making such an assumption. Instead, her gaze then turned to Judy. Hey, I was figuring out that Judy liked being put on the spot like this. It seemed like the more embarrassing the revelations were, the more she loved/hated them.
 
Amelia put her hand on my chin & had me look up at her. “How I wouldn’t love to play with a submissive little thing like you…” We were done eating by now, & Regis was paying our bill. Amelia motioned to her fellow staff that she was gonna take her 15.

She followed took us out to the parking lot. When we got to our car she didn’t hesitate. Amelia reached down & started to finger my wet pussy. I couldn’t help the sounds it made when she touched me, but she told me to keep my moans down.

I still wasn’t able to stop moaning, I’d been internally begging to cum the whole day. When my moans were still too loud for her she got up & smacked me with her wet hand. She got back to touching me, but I was so close to an orgasm by now that the moans kept coming out.

Amelia spun me around & pulled my butt plug out, making me yell out in pain. She smacked my ass once more & spun me back around. She stuffed it into my mouth without warning. “Now keep quiet. If you drop that you’ll be in trouble ok?”

My lack of resistance had only made Amelia more bold. She had me put my hands on the car so my behind was facing her. With her wet hand she forced a couple fingers into my butthole & played with my pussy using her other hand.

The pleasure I got from stimulation on both holes was overloading my brain. I had something in all my holes, and people could see me being used this way in a public parking lot. I was getting closer & closer to cumming, then right when I was about to Amelia just stopped.

She gave me another hard smack on my ass. “You wanna tease everyone slut, you don’t get to cum either.” Regis chuckled at my predicament. He took a wipe out from the pack & gave one to Amelia to clean up her hand. I couldn’t think straight at this point, & peed right in the parking lot.
 
Apparently the polite, almost timid woman who'd been waiting on us all night had been an act, because suddenly, Amelia'd demeanor changed. She accompanied us to the parking lot and once we reached the car, I couldn't believe what she did.

I just stood back and watched the show. It was hot as hell to see Amelia go. I grimaced when she shoved the plug she'd just pulled out of Judy's ass into her mouth. Yikes. Of the whole thing, that was probably the bit that made me hesitate. The rest, holy shit.

She really worked Judy over, and Judy just stood there and took it, moaning in pleasure the whole time. As people arrived, they caught the show and as with so much revolving around Judy, nobody freaked out and called the cops. Not that I wasn't relieved, but it was crazy.

Amelia played Judy's body like a fine musical instrument. She abused both her lower holes with fingers and Judy just stood there and took it, the pleasure she derived both from the stimulation as well as the humiliation riveting her to the spot and tacitly demanding more.

Then, Amelia just stepped back. She brought Judy to the brink and left her hanging. Judy was on her tiptoes, just waiting for the final stroke that would push her over the edge and into orgasm, but it never came. After a few seconds, her eyes slowly opened. Desperation and disbelief throbbed in her gaze. Surely Amelia didn't mean what she said.

I could only shake my head, almost laughing. Judy was sexy as fuck when she was horny, and it was safe to say she was beyond that now. Grabbing the wipes from the pack, I handed one to Amelia, then motioned for Judy to open her mouth.

It was pretty obvious Judy had tried not to touch the plug any more than necessary while it was in her mouth as I removed it. Judy just seemed stunned and at that point, would have probably blindly obeyed any order if it meant she would be able to cum.

Without warning, I heard the distinct sound of a woman peeing. Apparently her body decided it needed to release something, and if it wasn't cum, it would be whatever was available. By the time she was done, she was a mess. Urine stained the pavement and ran all down Judy's legs and she stood in the puddle.

Amelia laughed. "Now, that's a real slut, peeing in public instead of cumming." She then pulled a card out of her pocket and wrote on it. Handing it to me, she said, "You look like the responsible one right now. I really wouldn't mind a real session with her. If she likes having an audience, that can be arranged."

The waitress/domme(?) then gave me a peck on the cheek, Judy a slap on the breasts, then turned with a grin and sashayed back into the restaurant to finish her evening.

I gave Judy a bottle of water. "Rinse out your mouth. You'll want to brush when we get back home." I then handed her a couple wipes. "Clean yourself up as best you can. You aren't getting in my car while you're all covered in piss."
 
It was bad enough that I was made to put on a show in public, I now had to clean myself up, & I hadn’t even been allowed to cum! I rinsed my mouth first using the water I’d been given. I took a step to get my bare feet out of the puddle I’d been standing over.

I used the rest of the water along with the wipes to clean my legs & feet the best I could. I desperately needed to get out of there, & away from these people who saw nothing more than a cheap dirty slut.

It didn’t do anything to satiate my libido. I had been brought so close to the edge that even the slightest sensual touch would have me in the palm of anyone’s hand.

Regis started his car & placed the towel for me to sit. I would’ve soaked his seats without it.

“And don’t you play with yourself, can’t have you squirting everywhere, ruining the inside of my car & being a distraction. You need to learn a lesson about behaving.”

It was the longest car ride of my life. I was bouncing off the walls the whole time & Regis was only paying the minimum attention. I was almost going to cry because I was so desperate for touch.
 
After watching Amelia take control of Judy the way she had had me hot. It had been a hell of a turn-on to watch Judy submissively take whatever was dished out. Not that she hadn't gone with whatever anybody wanted to do all along so far, but this was a step above. I liked it.

As with so many other times, I just stood and watched the naked girl as she washed up as best she could, standing in a rather busy parking lot. There were a couple people who watched her as well, but not the audience she'd have had if we'd stayed on campus.

Judy was practically vibrating. The girl was horny, and no doubt. When she'd used up all the water and the wipe was played out, I got in, laid down a towel for her and waited for her to get in.

It was mean, but I was feeling Amelia's vibe at the moment. "Hands on your thighs. Stay away from your pussy. Don't need you squirting all over the car. Besides, I wouldn't want to watch the road. Let's get back in one piece, okay?"

The pained whine I got told me just how horny my girl was. I held back a smile. My cock was like an iron rod. I knew I was leaking precum into my pants.

The ride back was silent. Well, silent but for the little whimpers with each breath. I studiously kept my eyes on the road, aware of the woman beside me because of the way her perfume filled the car. I had little doubt the towel I'd laid down would have a wet patch.

When we got back to campus, I parked and got out of the car, then waited for Judy to join me. The walk back to the dorm was in silence, as well. Judy sort of lagged behind. I don't know if she was afraid she'd cum if she walked too fast or what, but little glances told me she was being very careful.

In the cubicle, I dropped my clothes and wrapped a towel around my waist. I then picked up our shower stuff and went to clean up. I didn't have to tell Judy to follow. She knew she hadn't sufficiently washed in the parking lot.

I hadn't shown Judy my arousal yet. I'd kept my back to her ever since we got back. There was no hiding when I pulled the towel away in the shower room.

Ignoring my nude companion was difficult, but I knew Judy was aching, and while I knew it was mean, I found it kind of fun to deny her like this. Without a word, I turned on the water and stepped under it, facing Judy so she could get a good look at my hard cock...
 
I stepped out of the car & could see that I’d been dripping onto the towel I sat atop. I obediently kept my arms to my side as we walked. I wasn’t allowed to cover it anyway, so keeping my hands off my pussy wasn’t my choice at this time.

Even feeling the breeze on my throbbing exposed clit was close to setting me off. I had to walk slow so I could keep focus.

Each sensation I felt was heightened by how horny I was. Feeling the ground beneath my soles while my toes splayed & spread with each step kept me on earth. One foot after the other. That’s as much as my brain could muster before my pussy started driving.

I needed to be cleaned again, my escapades while out made sure of that. I followed Regis to the showers, he started his own first. When he dropped his towel & faced me I could see his cock stick out fully erect.

God I wanted it in me so bad, but I couldn’t just hop on top of him. Regis teased me with it, stroking himself as he washed his body. I started doing the same to myself, but he stopped me when I got close to putting a hand between my legs.

He wanted to keep teasing me. He touched my clit with a finger, then waited. He did the same with the head of his cock, then waited. Next he stuck 2 fingers into me but then he stopped there.

If the water wasn’t running at the moment, he’d be able to see how teary eyed I was becoming. I was desperate. I would’ve done anything just to sit on top & ride him. Even just feeling him inside once would’ve made me cum.

All of a sudden the water stopped, & Regis was drying himself off. I either had to follow his lead of be stuck here alone, so I went over to where he was.

“Keep me in your mouth while I finish up here.”

I instantly dropped to my knees. I gave it a kiss first, I could clearly taste the precum. Regis was probably as horny as I was, but he had all the control. I opened my mouth and took it inch by inch. When I started to suck he pulled out of me & gave me a smack on the bum.

“Judy I didn’t say you could suck, only for you to keep it in your mouth.”

I opened wide again but this time he roughly forced it down my throat. I just had to hold there while he slowly finished drying off.
 
I kept my face neutral when I saw the look on Judy's face when she saw my hard-on. I imagined the river that must have flowed down her inner thighs from everything that had happened, as well as the fact she'd been denied orgasm all this time.

I wasn't sure if Judy was still in sub mode, but when I started the water and stepped under it, she remained rooted to the spot, her gaze obviously locked on my cock.

I was finding teasing my nude beauty as satisfying as it seemed she enjoyed teasing me. Not once did I turn my back to her, making sure to keep my hard cock in view the whole time. Several times during my shower, I reached down and masturbated slowly. It was maddening from my end, knowing Judy's willing, wet cunt was desperate for me and not taking advantage of that fact.

The control was erotic. At one point, I watched Judy's hand slowly sneak down her stomach, but I let her get to within an inch of her clit when I ordered, "Put your hands under your thighs and spread your legs wider."

Waiting, I stood there while Judy pushed herself up, then slid her hands under her. Once that was done, I gave her a, "Good girl," then told her, "Close your eyes." After a moment, her eyelids eventually dropped.

Abandoning my shower a moment, I stepped up to the pretty, submissive, horny nude girl and reached out a finger, then applied it carefully to her very prominent clitoris. The gasp I received in return told me it heightened everything, but wasn't enough to get her off, as I merely held it there, applying just a little pressure.

When I was done playing, teasing her to ever more frustrating heights, I stepped back under the spray and made sure I was well rinsed, then turned off the water and picked up my towel.

"Hold me in your mouth."

Judy's eyes flew open and her face turned first to me, then to stare down my cock. I was close enough to her, she went cross-eyed, but it didn't take long before her mouth was open and my cock was in it.

I'd almost dried myself completely when Judy couldn't wait any longer. Her head began to bob and I reached over and laid a hard smack to her ass.

"Didn't tell you to suck. Just hold."

With that, I grabbed the back of her head and pushed forward until I met resistance. I pulled back from the gag, but then kept myself buried while I finished.

Once I was dry, I pretended to notice Judy there.

"Oh, there you are. My, but you're a pretty thing. Even moreso like this. I suppose you'd like a shower now?"
 
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Regis didn’t even pull out of my mouth when asking if I wanted a shower. He got to look down at the needy, desperate thing beneath him. I didn’t care about a shower, my brain was firmly planted between my legs at the moment.

But then my mouth was empty, I coughed & drooled onto my chest. Regis picked me up & put me under the water. He lathered my body with soap, cleaning me up with his bare hands. Regis teased my aching nipples.

“Poor thing…these must get sore from being so hard all the time.”

Once he decided I was clean enough he picked me up again. He impaled me onto his cock & I yelped out loud. I almost came right then, but he held me still instead of fucking me right away.

Regis carried me that way for the short walk back to our bubble. Even the movement made by his footsteps almost brought me over the edge of the waterfall, but he still expertly kept me on the edge.

I caught the eye of so many of my peers being carried this way. It didn’t matter to me, I was so desperate that they may as well been invisible.
 
Judy didn't move when I asked my question. I wasn't sure she could even hear me through the desire that had to be pulsing between her legs. It was a pretty good bet where her concentration was at the moment and if my cock was the means to her end, she was going to attend it as best she could. When I pulled myself out of her (one hell of a difficult thing to do), her head tried to follow my hips when she felt me begin to move.

I was horny as hell, too, but was somehow managing to maintain my composure through it. I got Judy under the water and washed her down, being careful to not get her off, especially when I inevitably got to her pussy.

Fortunately, she didn't cum, but I brought her right to the edge yet again.

I wondered if the state she was in could be considered female blue balls? Regardless, I could have told her to go out to the hallway and fuck everyone she saw out there, male and female, and I was confident she'd be a sexual whirlwind.

I was too horny, myself, to give her away, though. In fact, once I got her sufficiently dried off, I just picked the girl up off the ground and lowered her with relative ease onto my own desperate sex.

The moans that came from both of us echoed off the tile walls and could probably be heard halfway down the hall, but we were beyond caring. God, it felt good to be inside Judy again. I wanted to fuck her until she needed another shower, but wanted to do it somewhere more comfortable.

Judy wasn't going anywhere. Skewered on my cock was exactly where she belonged right then. I carried her exactly like this through the halls to our fishbowl. We turned a lot of heads and several of them followed.

Instead of staying inside our little transparent room, I found an appropriate chair and carefully sat. I had a feeling the girl was going to squirt, and hard. It was going to be all over me, but I didn't give a fuck.

The crowd had arranged itself where it could see all the action and I growled:

"Fuck me girl. Fuck me and fucking squirt all over me for these people. Make me need another goddamn shower. Let me feel you drip down my balls."
 
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Even though people had already watched me have sex it was different without the barrier of our bubble between us. It wasn’t any less private than it had been previous, but knowing anyone could just reach out & touch me turned me on even more.

I started to bounce up & down on Regis’ shaft, I kissed him to suppress my moaning. I could feel the air over my puckered butthole as we fucked out in the open.

I was so horny, it took mere seconds for me to start going over the edge. I had to raise my ass up in the air, its hole opened & shut as I came. I squirted all over Regis’ lap. That got me a mix of cheers & being called a slut in everyone’s unique way.

I forever marked my territory on that seat as my cum sprayed onto it & Regis. I moaned again as I hopped back on to ride it some more. Not getting a chance to come off the plateau I was on, my second orgasm was already approaching fast.

Regis’ hands explored my body as I rode him in front of the crowd. He groped my small perky tits, then I felt his hands sliding down my flat tummy as grabbing my ass. His hands went further down and he touched my feet to feel my toes curl, then back up my legs & onto my ass again.

Someone had called out that my ass was begging for attention, Regis took that as an invitation to stick a finger into it. I came almost instantly when I felt both holes be filled. Regis felt the contractions of my asshole while a squirted onto him again. Not as much as the first time, but still enough for everyone to notice again.
 
God, Judy fucked me. I'd been exerting so much control that I was on the verge of blue balls again. I was going to cum this time though, before it got any more painful. We'd forgotten to stop for lube, though, so I wasn't going to try her ass quite yet.

My god, when the girl squirted, it ran down my balls, my thighs, up my stomach and nearly to my chest. If we hadn't been coupled so tight, I swear her orgasm would have sprayed out several feet. Regardless, it was the most phenomenal thing, to have a woman who squirted. I didn't care about mess. That was the most fun part about sex.

"Fuck, look at that slut cum!"

"God, she can piss on me anytime!"

"What a fuckin' whore!"

...And more was heard around the crowd

I wasn't sure how female animals mark their territory, but I certainly felt like I'd been claimed. And it was the most erotic thing ever.

Judy's pussy still remained jammed down as far as it could go on my cock. Fine by me. I had nowhere to be. I was already in my favorite place in the world.

When Judy's hips began rocking again, I let my hands explore.

They eventually rested on her ass. I just held it while she undulated back and forth on me.

At least, until a female voice called out, "Her ass looks lonely."

Well hell, I could remedy that. We might not have lube enough for a full-on assfuck, but with what she'd squirted on me along with the slickness that simply oozed out of her while my cock slid in and out...

I scooped up as much wetness as I could with one hand and easily slipped a finger up Judy's butt.

This brought on yet another orgasm. It wasn't quite as strong as the first, but let's face it: Judy had been teetering on that precipice for quite a while. It was bound to be a more intense climax than the second.

Now that she'd cum again, Judy appeared fucked out. Sweating and coated in girl cum, she collapsed onto my chest, not enough energy to pull off me.

"Don't get too comfortable, my slutty, squirting beauty. I'm not letting you get by with not getting me off, too. If your pussy's too tired, you have other perfectly serviceable holes. Your tits or hands would also do very nicely.

"Make me cum, Judy. You've shown these people how beautiful you can be when you cum. Show them how beauty makes a cock explode."
 
I was sitting on top of Regis panting to catch my breath after back to back orgasms. I got off & went on the floor, my legs spasmed as the shockwaves kept going through me.

My favorite place to receive cum was always going to be deep in my pussy, & luckily for me I didn’t have it in me to suck him off to completion. I also felt like he deserved better than just my hands so it looked like we had one choice left.

Mustering what little control I had of myself, I raised my ass in the air & put my head down on the floor. Taking the hint, Regis plowed himself back in my cunt with one hard thrust.

He picked up the pace before settling on a good speed. Regis had to hold me tightly by my hips so I wouldn’t just flop onto the floor. He had the best view of anyone of my juicy ass & it’s increasingly jealous brown ring.

It was no more than a few minutes, but I wanted the fucking to go on forever if it could. Thrust after thrust as deep into my cunt as he could sent waves of pleasure throughout me. Then suddenly I felt him push in as deeply as possible, his cock grew even more & started its spasms to fill me up.

It was so big I could feel every motion it made all throughout my pussy. He kept it impaled to the hilt until he was done cumming inside me. A third orgasm hit me when Regis came in me in front of all our peers.

The shame of being treated like a species on Nat Geo only made my orgasm stronger & stronger. Regis pulled out of me so everyone could see me laying on the floor freshly used up.
 
I didn't know how Judy would interpret my command. I thought maybe she'd continue what she wanted to do in the shower, but instead, she managed to push herself up using both hands on my chest, then lifted off my cock until it snapped wetly against my stomach.

When her feet hit the puddle on the floor, she just went down like a newborn fawn. There was a slight splash, she'd squirted so much. It wasn't an alarming collapse, but it was obvious it was taking a while for her to get arms and legs and the rest to sync up.

Eventually, instead of sitting up and finishing me off with her mouth, she got to her knees, then rested her cheek on the floor. Her hair dragged through the puddle of her orgasm, but she needed another shower anyway. Besides, there was a part of me that guiltily liked her this way, needing me in her hole so badly that appearance didn't matter. She was a sloppy, exhausted exhibitionist whore right then, and I couldn't have been happier.

Her ass was in the air, her already well-fucked cunt begging for more. As I got off the chair and took up my spot, I had a brief flash of lining my cock up with her ass. It was right there, after all. I was convinced our crowd would go wild if I took her ass. Still, though, with as tightly as that hole had gripped just one finger, I couldn't imagine getting my cock in there without major agony. As much as Judy seemed to like the embarrassing and humiliating stuff, I didn't think she was quite that much a masochist.

I sure as hell wasn't that much of a sadist, so her ass had to wait.

Her pussy was still good and ready, so as soon as my head was aligned, I pushed in her cunt to the hilt in one smooth stroke.

"Fuck her," somebody said quietly but emphatically. It became a chant.

So, I fucked her. I didn't hold back. I was fucking horny and I'd been denying myself too long already.

Christ, but this felt good. I was a wet mess from Judy cumming twice on me, and she was acting the slut and the whore, doggy style in a puddle of her own ejaculate, surrounded by an audience who chanted for her to be taken like the slut she apparently enjoyed being.

I didn't care. I was fucking Judy now for the third time, and this time, I was going to fill her to overflowing.

When it finally hit, I felt it start in my toes and travel up my legs until it centered behind my genitals. It concentrated a couple seconds then, like a rocket exploding for takeoff into space, I blasted my orgasm into Judy. I just shoved as deep as I could go, wishing I could go deeper yet as I let out a deep, guttural moaning yell. My cock began to spasm and that felt like I released a quart of cum with each spurt. I was becoming as much of an exhibitionist as Judy, because I didn't care that all these people stood around cheering while I fucked as if it was some kind of perverse pit fight.

And to top it all off, Judy came yet again. She didn't squirt on me this time, for which I was kind of disappointed, but the grip and release from her pussy made sure I wasn't that disappointed.

When I was finally done, I pulled out of Judy, exhausted. I wavered on my knees as my vision threatened to cloud over and my head began to throb and spin.

As I knelt there, afraid I might pass out from cumming so hard, I was remotely aware of, without the support of my hard cock holding her up, Judy slumping to the floor in the wetness.

The cheer we got was ear-shattering. I heard a guy's voice call out, "Me next!" and somebody shutting him down.

Finally, my vision cleared and the room slowed down. My heart got quieter in my ears and I consciously took my first conscious deep breath.

Somebody knelt beside me. "You okay, man? That was awesome. This is the best fucking dorm ever."

I motioned toward Judy.

"Is she okay?" I could see she was still breathing, but she hadn't moved since I'd pulled out. Cum drizzled out of her and onto the floor, mixing with the puddle she laid in.

Someone else checked on Judy for me and gave a thumbs-up.

Then I heard a female voice, "Colin, go find a mop. We better clean this up ourselves. Custodial isn't going to like a call at this hour for something like this."

My breathing was getting more even and Judy was starting to stir. I finally went to her and sat down by her head, not caring I was sitting in the puddle now, too.

"You okay, baby?" I asked quietly, stroking her devastated hair. "I think we need another shower."
 
There was a freshly fucked naked beauty on the floor right in the middle of the dorm, & if it weren’t for Regis it would’ve been a chaotic free for all for anyone to do what they wanted with me. The release I was just given had taken a lot out of me, & if it weren’t for Regis again I would’ve fallen asleep right where I lay. I felt him stroke my hair & heard him say something, but I wasn’t really mentally able to listen.

I was helped to my feet, all I could feel under my soles was the wet puddle I had left. The floor was going to be cleaned before morning, but the seat & I would be forever linked in the minds of all present.

We slowly made our way back to the showers. The water really helped to wake me up as I got properly cleaned. Being naked all of the time meant I had to be extra thorough in the shower. It took a little time & some help from my eager volunteer Regis of course but finally my transformation from desperate, exhibitionist slut back to pampered naked beauty was complete.

Even my legs had finally returned under me, and we headed back to our bubble. I craved more sensual, soft touch after spending so much time recently being fucked hard on display. Not that I didn’t like my new sex life, the way my body responded to how I’d been treated made sure it was clear to everyone how much I liked it. If I hadn’t had the steady diet of orgasms I’d been given I’d constantly be too horny & distracted.

Regis expected me to get into my bed at first, but I wasn’t craving its texture on my bare skin at the moment. After a bit of whining, he relented & let me climb into bed with him for a cuddle.

His bed still had sheets & a blanket. I almost cried at how it felt to have such soft fabric all over my body. He held onto me, feeling my soft skin press against him, basking in the scent of the product I’d used to clean myself. Regis stroked my silky black hair. He massaged my aching hard nipples.

I could’ve faded to black at any moment, but since being under the covers was against my religion Regis wouldn’t let me. Even being in his bed this long should’ve got me into trouble & if it hadn’t been the middle of the night I would’ve been reprimanded. After a little bit of making out while his hands explored my body I had to be sent back to my own bed.

It wasn’t far, but getting out of Regis’ bed & feeling the open air all over my skin again had been colder than ever before. I had trouble falling asleep on my bed that was as bare as me again, so I took to doing the little schoolwork we’d been given earlier.
 
Judy was almost like a rag doll when I - and a couple helpful volunteers - managed to get her onto her feet. When she started to wobble, I put an arm around her and held her up while we headed back to the shower.

This shower was much more sedate. I still took the time to wash Judy, myself. I liked feeling her body under my hands. Besides, she deserved to know that this life wasn't all humiliation and embarrassment.

Once she looked more human, I stood back and let her do the same with me. For both of us this time around, there was more sensuality with this shower, rather than the raw sexuality it had been previously. Both were very nice. When she had me all cleaned up once more, I drew Judy in and kissed her, long but without the desperations earlier.

She walked with me this time, withouth support. I hadn't bothered dressing, and I'd forgotten to grab towels, so we just air dried on the way back to the aquariaum. A few of our previous audience still remained, apparently hoping for a sequel, but we just ignored them. I did notice the puddle was gone, and in its place, the telltale sign of a thorough mopping. Thank you, Judy Squad.

Once we got into our enclosure, we were both too pooped to do the little bit of homework we'd been given. However, rather than stay in her own bed, Judy crawled in bed with me. I was going to ask her the question - weren't covers on the bed against your religion? - but she felt too good against me to shoo her away just then.

Now that the frenzy was over, it was nice to have this quiet time with her. We hadn't started out a couple, but over the last few days, we'd become far more than just celebrity and bodyguard. I could feel my cock respond to the gentle sensuality of being this close to a beautiful, naked woman, but I had no intention of using it for anything.

Judy didn't mind where I touched her. Other girlfriends had always been, "I'm more than just tits and a pussy," Whether it was this "religion" or what, she allowed me to touch her anywhere I liked without protest.

I wouldn't have minded at all if she'd have slept with me in my bed, even if the beds were barely big enough for one. It would be nice to have her so close all night. However, after a little while, she slipped out and made the short couple steps to her bed, then huddled in uncomfortably on top of it.

I found myself waking up. I wasn't sure what time it was, but Judy was getting out of bed, then sat at one of the desks and began doing homework.

"You okay?" I asked quietly.

She turned toward me. "Just can't sleep. Too cold."

Holding the covers open for her, I said, "You can come back over here. I won't tell your handler."

The smile she gave me was genuine, but she shook her head. "Thank you, but I'd better not."

Feeling a little bad for the discomfort this religion thing put her through, I had to admit to myself that, if she didn't want to take advantage of my allowing her to bend the rules, there wasn't much I could do about it.

"Okay, then. Don't stay up too long. Profs aren't going to like it if you're falling asleep in class on day two."

I then lowered my head once again and was no more...
 
Morning came several hours later. Normally I’d have to pee soon after I woke up, but it seemed my body had emptied itself of fluids the previous night. Regis was up before me today & was already dressed when I got up. He informed me that we had a meeting with the director of the art department today regarding my posing for classes.

It didn’t take me long to get ready, it’s not like I had an outfit to pick out or anything like that. I didn’t have the opportunity to bring myself to orgasm before the day really started, so it would be likely that I’d need help controlling myself later when the humiliation & shame from being naked in front of everyone set in.

As we walked toward the coffee shop I had noticed that I didn’t need to stick to the grass out of necessity anymore, my bare feet had adapted to being able to handle the concrete paths. It was a sharp contrast to the first day I stopped wearing clothes. Now I had the best all over tan on campus, & I could comfortably walk barefoot on anything up to gravel.

The baristas barely reacted to my nudity this time around. I guess they started to expect me coming by a couple times a week. There were a couple regulars I recognized from the last time. “Great those people just know me for exposing myself here.” I thought to myself.

I got my croissant & cappuccino, at first it felt weird that my nudity was being treated as something normal here but I should’ve known people would eventually get used to me. It didn’t stop people from staring though, just the initial shock factor had gone down. It didn’t have the same effect on me however, my nipples could still cut diamonds & my pussy invited visitors.
 
Sometime during the night, Judy had gone back to bed. As every other time, she was curled into a fetal position, in order to maintain as much heat as possible. I sat on the edge of my bed and just watched her, mulling over the crazy way my life had changed, having said "Yes" to one question. Up until it happened, I'd never imagined having wild sex, literally, in front of a live crowd. But I had. It was nuts, but I felt no shame. This whole situation was insane, but here I was. In only a few days, I'd gone from being like most everybody else and assuming clothes were just the normal thing to do, to not really giving a damn if people saw me naked. Hell, the last few days, I didn't even care if I was watched while fucking. Some part of me even enjoyed it. It was a rush: that was hard to deny.

Eventually, I reached over and placed a hand on Judy's hip, rocking her gently. "Wake up. Time to get the day started. We're meeting with Justin in the Art Department this morning, to see about a posing job for you."

I waited for Judy to finally sit up and her eyes to focus. She wasn't an early riser, plus last night's escapades had to have knocked her for a loop: they sure had me. A nap this afternoon would probably be a really good idea.

When I got to my feet, Judy hefted herself upright as well.

Breakfast in the cafeteria was going to be a last resort. Besides, the coffee shop was just a little out of the way of where we needed to go.

Judy seemed to be getting used to walking hard surfaces, because she didn't veer toward the grass quite so much. Who knows, she might be able to manage gravel eventually.

The looks we got were fewer, though there were still plenty of them. I've mentioned Judy was an attractive woman. She'd have turned heads regardless how she was clothed. Being clad as she was just ensured she was going to get attention.

Even once we got inside the coffee shop, the people who'd already seen us there gave a glance, and while a few lingered a little longer, most of them went back to what they were doing. We didn't even get the warning from the barista who'd told us to leave the first time.

We ordered, and the folks behind the counter barely looked at Judy. Apparently her nudism was becoming old hat. Didn't bother me. The less attention people paid, the less likelihood there might be trouble. Not that there'd been a lot of it so far, a fact I was extremely grateful for.

Orders made, we found a seat nearest the fireplace as we could. A glance around showed there were still a few gawkers, and it was to be expected, for reasons I've delineated several times already.

"In my country, you would be stoned to death, naked girl," a male voice said as its owner took a chair from another table and sat on it backwards. "Fortunately, I am not so traditional." If I had to guess, he was of some Mideastern or North African descent, handsome in his way, with somewhat dark skin and black hair. "I love America," he added with a smile.

"I am Hasim," he introduced, holding out his hand. I took it and shook firmly. I gave him my name.

He then turned to Judy and held that same hand to her. "And who are you, beautiful flower?"
 
I shook his hand in return. His hand was noticeably more rough than mine.

“My name is Judy.”

He was looking me right in the tits, of course I made no effort to stop him. He asked many of the questions I go through when meeting someone new, I explained my reasons for being naked & not owning clothes.

Hasim couldn’t seem to settle where to rest his eyes. I noticed them moving up and down my naked flesh. He’d never seen a woman as open as I was before, who didn’t have any shame about her body. How brave a woman like me must be to expose myself with nothing to hide.
 
By now, I'd gotten used to people asking the same questions to Judy. Dutifully, she answered Hasim with the polite patience I'd heard many times now. His accent betrayed the fact that he wasn't from here, as well as the opening about being stoned for running around nude. Still, while he avidly ogled Judy while they talked, he maintained a semi-respectful distance. Of course, this could have been so he could view as much of her as possible, but nevertheless, aside from his roving eyes, he was very polite.

Our orders came and Hasim excused himself, but not before asking for a photo. Judy had gotten used to this, too, and obliged, making sure nothing was left to the imagination.

Staring at the image on his phone, he gushed, "Thank you so much, Miss Judy. I hope we can meet again soon. I must get to class now."

And almost as quickly as he came, he was gone.

Once he was gone, Judy and I looked at one another for a couple seconds, then started laughing.

"At least he was polite," I said over my mug. "Weve been lucky that way so far, aside from a couple episodes."

We had no more visitors while we finished, and we headed to the art department.

Surprisingly, there were fewer stares here than there had been anywhere else so far. Oh, Judy got attention, don't get me wrong, but there was a lot less of the jaw-dropped, eye-popped expressions here. I asked for Justin's office, and received directions from a woman with one side of her head shaved, the other side a brillant purple and studs popped through her nose, cheeks and ears.

At Justin's office, we knocked, even though it was open. A head appeared around the edge of the door. It was bald, with wide, round glasses and a Salvador Dali style mustache. The eyes behind the glasses were heavily made up. Once a swift analysis was done, a body appeared beneath the head.

"You must be Judy," a deep, but almost feminine voice issued from the lipsticked mouth.
 
The art department was like a different realm, there was no shortage of people dressed for attention. Of course I still stood out because I wasn’t dressed for attention per se, I wasn’t dressed at all which brought its own unique attention. We asked a fellow student where to find Justin’s office, & she politely directed us where we’d find it.

The door had been cracked open, but Regis still knocked before entering. Justin clearly took time with their makeup, & it was expertly done indicating this was a regular thing for them. Regis was directed to a seat, while I was instructed to remain standing.

“You must be Judy…”

Justin purred at me. They looked me up & down. It was different than usual though, Justin looked at me with equal parts lust & curiosity.

“No hair, this will be good for them to draw. This one is very fit too.”

Justin had me take on a couple poses, each one more exposing than the next. Every single one had me opening my legs in one way or another.

“Very flexible, that’s good.”

It got to the point where Justin had me bend forward reach back & spread my ass cheeks. Justin was now eye to eye with my butthole.

“No modesty at all! We can use that. She can take on poses many other models either can’t or ones that would be too shameful for them.”

“3 days a week, every other weekday off. 8am all semester. $30/hr.”

It seemed like a good deal to me. Being forced to get up early could be good for me. Justin & I shook on a deal, they said I wouldn’t be needed this week but that a contract would be written up soon so they’d notify me when to return.
 
Justin didn't come to us, I noticed. He/they (she?) watched us walk in the door appraisingly. I couldn't tell only Judy was being watched or if I was, too.

Once inside, I was motioned me to a chair, so apparently I wasn't part of this. Judy was made to stand in the center of the room.

The "interview" began...

The poses Judy was asked to assume didn't seem very artistic. They appeared more... pornographic to me. Regardless how lewd or revealing she was asked to be, though, she complied, even when it came to flagrantly exposing her asshole and spreading her cunt.

Finally, after careful analysis of every intimate part of her - I noted there appeared no arousal: apparently this person really was an artist and not a lecher - Justin stood straight and announced a time, a frequency and a pay. Judy smiled and shook the artist's hand.

"Fantastic," Justin said, his face not betraying any pleasure. "You can begin once you receive and sign your contract. Look for it by Friday. Bring the signed copy with you on Monday morning. You can keep the duplicate."

This said, Justin went to another part of the room, where an easel stood. The angle was wrong, so I couldn't tell what was being drawn. It was obvious, however, we were done.

I got up and escorted Judy out. We made our way back outside. There was plenty of time to get to first class, so we took our time.

"There you go," I started as we sauntered. "This nudity thing can actually make you some money. You won't get rich, but it's something."

While it seemed like more people were getting used to seeing Judy, there were still gawkers. There was even outright hostility from some, but they kept their distance, though it really looked like they wanted to get demonstrative.

Our general direction was to our first class. We got there with time to spare. There was already a lecture in progress, so we had to wait. A crowd began to gather, but there seemed to be a space of a few feet between us and the rest.

"Cool," a male voice wafted over the milling people, "I got a class with Naked Judy."

"Knock it off," a woman said. "Leave her alone. If she wants to be a slut in public, it's her choice."

"Thanks for the show last night," someone else added.

"Whattya talkin' about?"

"Oh hey, you'll never believe it..." The sentence, gratefully, never was finished. The doors opened and the previous lecture began filing out.
 
As people flooded into the lecture hall, it seemed they intentionally left 1 seat open. It was the one right in the middle, front row. In other words, the most visible seat available. I had to pass people in the aisles to get there.

I did it with my front facing them, I figured that would be preferable to putting my bare ass in front of all of them.

I placed my bare feet carefully, not wanting to step on anyone. I had to look each person in the eye as I gave them a full frontal view of my body. Eventually I got to my seat, I kept my feet apart so I was showing pussy instead of modesty.

Occasionally I was able to cover my breasts with my notebook, these were the moments that counted as cover for me now.

Every time my feet would drift closer together, the prof would look at me & raise an eyebrow. So I was coerced to spread my legs & let him look at my pussy unobstructed.

Knowing he was looking right at my clit made me predictably horny, & I could feel the towel I was sitting on get wet. I had to expose my pussy like that for pretty much the entire hour that lecture went on for, & knew that would be the expectation moving forward.

A few people from the beginning of class grouped up again to chat. They didn’t seem to have much to say about anything we’d actually just learned.

“Wow Judy you had your legs open like that all class!”

“She gave me a great look at her tits & pussy even just getting to her seat”

“I bet you’d even show me your butthole right here if I asked you”

She looked at me expectedly & I took the cue. I was lucky no one could see my face as I teared up while bending over in the halls. I reached back and spread my cheeks once more for people I barely knew to look right up at what should’ve been my most private place on my body.
 
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