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

[TopTierPrincess]

With the right collar fitted onto me, Bianca next attached the matching leash. She pulled, & I obediently was being led around the store on all fours. It was stiff, & I could tell it would be a while before the leather softened up & got comfortable. Then again, my comfortability wasn’t really something that got considered too often.

The black leather stood out amongst all the bare tanned skin. I wasn’t used to having anything on my body, so it felt equally weird to have it on as it looked. The effects on my arousal were quite evident though. Since I was bent over & fully exposed both Regis & Bianca knew what it was I desired.

I was sat on the floor while I watched Bianca lay down a few mats in the back room for what we were about to do next. The other 2 undressed, a sight that was becoming more & more common. Bianca lay down on the mats then invited me to sit on her face. As I did so Regis was lining himself up between her legs.

Bianca got me to cum before Regis was even inside her. Then the way she moaned into me when Regis’ big cock went in her pussy extended my orgasm for what felt like hours. Bianca looked like the sister I never had, so when I looked down at her body to watch her get fucked, I got a bit of the experience everyone else got when watching Regis fuck my pussy.

Bianca’s body was like what mine could’ve looked like in a few years, but hers had the markings of a person who wore clothes. Her tan didn’t extended all over her skin, she had a healthy bush & marks on her skin from her bra, underwear & socks. It didn’t take too much longer for Regis to cum in her pussy, but he didn’t push as deep as he would when fucking me.

I didn’t need to be ordered, as soon as his dick pulled out I dove toward Bianca’s pussy to claim the cum that was rightfully mine. Bianca wouldn’t let me get far though, & kept eating me out while I licked Regis out of her. Once everyone caught their breath, the other 2 quickly realized how cold they were. There weren’t any covers we could use to cuddle & warm up with, so those who weren’t used to nudity couldn’t hang.

So I had to sit tight & watch people get dressed again. I mentioned earlier that Bianca looked like she could be the older sister I never had, so I was extra jealous watching her put her clothes on. She put her panties back on first, they weren’t sexy lingerie or anything but looked like a comfortable pair that covered up her intimate bits. Then watching her slide her wool socks back onto her feet was even worse torture.

She put on her bra next, & it was the same deal as her panties. Bianca clearly hadn’t gotten ready with the expectation that anyone would be stripping her clothes off today, but that made her even sexier. Her soft & well broken in jeans made me so jealous as well, I’d almost forgotten what my favorite jeans even felt like, & they were one of my favorite things to wear. Her top was a simple golf shirt with the pet store’s logo on the breast. Nothing I’d ever choose to wear, but would be beyond grateful to have now just to be able to hide my boobs.

While I was lost in thought about the clothes I couldn’t wear, Bianca was pulling my leash without warning. She directed me to a small tub that was normally used to clean & groom customer pets. She looked down at me expectantly, then Regis helped me in. She began rinsing me off with an attached hose. I had grown to like my water more to the extreme end of hot since I’d stopped wearing clothes, so I had to ask her to turn the heat up. I moaned when I felt the water wash away the sweat from sex. It felt nice to have the warmth all over my body like that. The water eventually shut off, & my wet naked state had me shivering. Next I was being blow-dried, but it was still too early to go outside.

When it was finally time for us to go Bianca wrote her number right on my body, in the spot right above my pussy. I was allowed to walk on 2 feet outside, but with the new addition of my leash I saw a lot more time being spend on all fours in my future.

I hated having to wait for the car to warm up, so Regis walked me over & had me pee in the snow in the meantime. I napped when we got to the bubble, & the rest of the day was spent studying & doing schoolwork in between bouts of fucking.

With exams around the corner, & many big projects due as well I actually started to blend in more with the student population. People were too preoccupied to have time to gawk at me. Even though I wasn’t being singled out as much, of course I would never be able to forget about my nudity. I started to wear the collar most days, more often than my anklet, but probably about as frequently as my butt plug.

Those were all the belongings I had, & they all fit in the pack if I got sick of wearing them. With the holidays approaching, I started to get a different kind of attention when I was out in public. Most interactions were already positive for the most part, most people loved having a pretty naked girl around. Even the girls who might feel threatened kept away since I was so obviously attached to Regis.

It seemed it put people in a giving spirit, & I often found myself being pulled away & offered boots or a coat. I had to politely refuse every time, which burned me even more to see these things offered to me yet stay naked anyway. “Being naked is central to my religion.” Some didn’t believe me at first, but it didn’t take much convincing considering my dedication to being naked 24/7 no matter the circumstances.

By now I had become a local celebrity even beyond the campus grounds. I tried not to stray very far from here very often, but some things were still able to pull me away. The rest of the city was unpredictable in its acceptance of my nudity. The few who objected to me came few & far between, Regis always did his best to avoid them & keep me safe from such treatment.

 

[susurrus]

We laid in an aptly-named puppy pile for a few after everyone had had their latest orgasm, basking in the pleasure and the meeting of a new friend.

Now that the enthusiasm and heat of arousal was receding, the draft from the overhead door about twenty feet away wafted over us and sent a shiver through us all.

"Are we done?" Bianca asked, "because if we are, I'm getting some clothes back on. I forgot how cold it can be back here, in the furore of the moment."

Without either Judy or me saying anything, she leaned in and gave each of us a long, languid kiss, then grabbed her clothes and started getting dressed. Giving Judy a shrug and a kiss, I started re-dressing, myself.

As I pulled my pants on, I saw Judy watching Bianca and me with envy in her eyes. Moments like these had to really test her convictions regarding her goddess and the requirements demanded of her. I'd given up trying to determine whether or not the goddess was real or not. Judy had stuck to this nudity thing, and even had rejected the few opportunities she'd had to cover up.

It didn't take long before Bianca and I were both back in our duds. Judy just stood there, like she usually did when people around her were putting on clothes, just watching and waiting. Of course, the cool of the back room had her nipples standing proud and hard - as if that wasn't their usual state of affairs most days.

Bianca smiled and said, "Thank you both, for making what was shaping up to be the most boring day ever into the best." She stepped in and hugged me, then wrapped her arms around Judy.

"You need a bath, girl," she told the naked girl. "A good rinse-off, at least. You're all sweaty."

I didn't mention that she and I were plenty sweaty under our clothes, but kept my mouth shut.

Bianca stepped over to a shelf and reached into a box. From it, she produced a leash, which she clipped onto Judy's collar.

"Come on, girl, let's get you cleaned up."

I'd never really given thought to the notion of a woman in a collar and leash before. Fuck me if the sight didn't make my cock start to surge once again.

Into the grooming area we went. Bianca led Judy to a stainless steel tub with sprayers instead of spigots. It was obviously set up for dogs, who could jump in.

"I don't know where Ivy put the stool," Bianca started, "so either you're going to have a big step or..." she turned to me, "maybe a big, strong man could help?"

Without a word, I stepped over and lifted Judy into the tub. I hadn't started the year a weakling, and I'd been helping Judy all semester, so I'd become used to her weight.

Bianca nodded approvingly at the ease with which I hefted Judy around, but said nothing. With Judy in place, she motiioned for her to get down on hands and knees, like a dog, so she could reach.

Before she started the water, Bianca removed the collar "No need getting this wet," she said, handing it to me.

I had no idea what Judy thought of being bathed like an animal, but she let her almost-twin wash her down without word, except for a request for the water to be warmer.

It was obvious Bianca had used all this apparatus before, because it only took minutes and she was turning the water off. Judy knelt there, dripping. I was about to ask if she was going have to drip-dry, when Bianca took a hair dryer and turned it on Judy.

Even after the dryer, I wasn't about to take Judy out until she was well and truly dry. Bianca made sure her hair was as dry as she could get it, and when I helped Judy down, we sat down a while and chatted while she dried some more.

Finally, it was time to go. Like so many, Bianca grabbed a marker and wrote her phone number on Judy's body instead of asking. I could have entered it into my phone right then and there. I hoped the ink wasn't permanent. It'd take a couple weeks for that to wear off, otherwise.

Before we stepped back outside, Bianca gave us one more kiss, with the promise: "Any time."

I buckled the collar back on and we headed out into the blizzard. It was starting to let up a little, but it was also getting dark, so it still wasn't going to be a real fun ride back to campus.

Thank god for remote start. I got the car running and led Judy to a spot out of the wind so she could pee while the heater warmed things up. I caught a glimpse of Bianca looking out the window of the store as Judy squatted at the corner by a bush.

The trip back to the aquarium was uneventful. There wasn't a lot of traffic out, and I felt a little foolish, having ventured out on a day like this. Nothing bad had happened - quite the contrary - so I couldn't complain too much.

Judy was out almost as soon as we got into the relative warmth of our makeshift dorm room. Combating the cold, keeping herself from getting sick was taking a lot of energy.

After a couple hours, I woke her and we went for dinner. Then... study. Finals were soon, and neither of us could afford to bomb out on those. We were both good students, but a lousy final could change all that.

The dorms were pretty quiet the next few days. Not a lot of people gathered around to watch Judy and/or Judy and me, even when either Judy or I - mostly I - needed a break and a breather. Of course, most of those breathers entailed doing something with or to Judy. Just as she'd done all semester, she let me do with her as I liked. She trusted me, and besides, she was just as horny as I was.

The collar spurred no phone calls from the main office. It was highly unlikely they hadn't heard, but it apparently covered little enough there was no need to say anything.

Finals came and went with little fanfare. When the last was over, we headed over to the Art Department and Justin's party.

I half expected the entire class to be waiting to fuck. They'd been drawing the beautiful, nude girl in so many provocative, pornographic poses all semester, I was surprised to find none of them wanting to take advantage of what they'd seen and put to paper.

Well, immediately, anyway. Whenever Judy was around, sex seemed to just... break out.

We were greeted warmly by everyone. They thanked Judy for the opportunity to get to know her in an artistic sense, and hoped they'd get to know her outside the classroom. They also thanked me for the couple times I'd helped out. I was once more offered the chance to pose for them. "We could use a good male model, too," more than one told me.

I expected there to be alcohol. It was college, after all, and what artist didn't at least drink? When I asked Justin about it he said, "There are enough opportunities to get your hands on booze. I don't need to supply it." He supplied the food and drinks that were available, and I must say, they were excellent.

"There's a reason it's called 'the culinary arts,' " he said at one point. "It's all just a different palette, different tools."

When we left the party, no one had made a move for sex. I was pretty certain there were at least a few who wouldn't have minded a go, but they'd kept everything cordial and sex-free. It was unusual, but kind of nice.

We had a couple days before things shut down. Everybody wanted to stick around at least until grades showed. Judy and I spent time off-campus, taking in more of the town. There were still dirty looks, but I made sure to steer as clear as possible of the people and shops I knew from earlier experience could be trouble.

We were walking back to our room and I told Judy, "I'm going to miss you over break."

 

[TopTierPrincess]

The end of year party for Justin’s live drawing class was finally here. I’d thought about getting more dolled up for it, but felt like I didn’t want to draw more attention to myself. I already got so much of it since I never wear clothes, so I preferred to keep myself more natural looking. That meant light makeup & unpainted fingers & toes. I’d known girls who didn’t like showing their feet unless they had their toes done, so that was yet another way I felt more naked than others.

I had to meticulously shave & wash my body everyday since I never knew when I’d be called on to display myself. With all that done Regis & I were ready to head to the party hand in hand.

Everything was calm when we got to the party, partly because everyone was a bit burnt out after a long semester. Justin greeted us both enthusiastically.

It felt a bit different at this party than the others we’d been to with more normies. With me naked & alcohol around the tension would fill the air quickly until someone got their hands on me. These people all looked me in the eyes, I guess after seeing my most private parts multiple times a week had them all less interested in that. All these people actually knew what my body looked like much better than even I did.

It actually let me relax a lot, but not all the way since I’d never be able to forget about my nudity. I was always forced to feel the floors underneath my feet, or the seat against my bare ass & back. It wasn’t really possible to fully be relaxed when naked in public.

I was never really a talkative person, but that became extra true since I’d stopped wearing clothes. People always stared, but the few who were curious enough to ask me about it often had the same few questions. At the end of year party with the art department, many of them took the opportunity to ask me about my life without clothes but a few asked me about how my own semester had been going or my life outside of school.

It was nice to be treated like a person rather than just something to be stared at, but it took exposing every inch of myself multiple times a week for weeks on end for even art students to treat me that way.

Regis was the only one who put hands on me during the party. We could never seem to keep our hands off each other no matter the situation, & tonight his seemed to be gravitating to my booty. A few times, his hands went a little low and touched my pussy from the back. He kept testing how wet I was then having me lick it off his fingers. My clit was definitely out from its hood from all that, & I was right at the edge of cumming when he plunged them in the deepest.

The party started to dwindle, & I was about ready to go back to our bubble so I could lay on my back & have my holes pounded. When it was this cold I needed to run between buildings to make the trips bearable. The cold did little to quell the fire in me & so we got straight to business as soon as we were both back indoors.

I took Regis into my throat. I’d gotten really in tune with how to pleasure him after doing so many times the last few months & using my expertise I was gulping down his load before he even considered fucking me. But I kept sucking, & to both of our surprise Regis got himself hard again without ever leaving my mouth.

I heard him growl in my ear, & next thing I knew I was being tossed onto my bed & pinned down. The next 2 loads made their way into my ass & pussy, with both holes taking a rough fucking. Orgasms & being fucked were always sure fire way to put me to sleep, & I did just the trick I needed this time too.

We didn’t have anything to wake up for the day after, so I was allowed to snooze the day away. There was no posing to be done, no lectures left to listen to, just finals to prepare for. A lot of the next few days featured me face down ass up. Often with a book for me to read in between bouts of being pounded from behind.

By the time that was all over my brain was all scrambled, & I was really looking forward to a couple weeks of rest. The problem though was, I didn’t really have any options on what to do during our winter break. I was too scared to fly & go see my family, traveling alone without clothes was too intimidating for me. Regis was going to go home & see his own family & I didn’t want to get in the way of that.

So that left me alone in the bubble until he got back. It was a lonely couple of weeks, there were a few other students still around who didn’t leave to see their families either. My big dildo was the only thing I had that reminded me of Regis, so much of my time was occupied with that. That wasn’t enough to replace him, it didn’t compare to the real thing. People still came to see me but with my main source of safety away I wasn’t able to let anyone in with me.

I spent most of my time alone, mostly leaving to use the bathroom, shower & eat. It felt even colder when I went out to pee alone as there wasn’t any warmth from Regis to look forward to after. I started to get a bit sad, & couldn’t find the energy to shave off all my pubic hair.

So a couple weeks went by & stubble became a small bush. I grew to like it a bit, as I was so desperate to cover my shame that even this little bush became my clothes. It didn’t make any difference to anyone who came by to look at me, but to me made a world of difference. I was often still asked to present, which I never denied, but now there were pictures of a hairy pussy to go with the untold amount of pictures of my pussy when it was bald.

The time did anything but fly by, & when I heard Regis was finally coming back I couldn’t be happier. I did a deep clean of my whole body, which was another thing more difficult to do alone than with someone to spot anywhere I missed. He insisted that I keep the bush at least until he got back, for he even missed the times we spent shaving my cunt.

I threw myself at him as soon as I saw him. He dropped his bags & we both fell into the snow. Regis with his coat, hat, gloves, thick socks & boots. Then me, who looked like I’d never even heard the word clothes. Just his touch & his smell had me close to going feral, so much so that I was creating a wet patch on his clothes while I straddled him.

Regis carried me inside & placed me down on my bed like he’d done many times before. He tested my holes with his fingers & I was cumming as soon as he started touching me down there. Next he took me to the showers, & undressed to match what I was wearing.

He wanted to do it himself since it had been bald since we met, & every stroke of the razor had the hair falling down to expose me fully once more.

With us both squeaky clean it was time for the main event once more. I orgasmed when I felt his dick go in & stretch my pussy for the first time in a couple weeks. I had another when I was being filled the cum. Pretty much the same happened when it was time to get fucked in the ass.

I wanted to Regis to know how much I missed him so for once I took a bit of control. I definitely preferred to be man-handled & tossed around, but he deserved what was coming. I had him lie on his back, with me between his legs. I started to suck him off, cleaning off the juices from my pussy & ass. I made it messy, & enjoyed seeing my slobber running down his shaft.

Before he could get settled, I went back down & licked Regis’ butthole. He was very shocked at first, but clearly liked it. I put passion into my task & didn’t leave any space I could reach unexplored. I reached up & jerked him off with my hand. Being someone who’d never had to left a finger in life left me with the softest hands, which Regis’ dick seemed to greatly appreciate. He came up into the air & on my face while I was still at work on his ass.

 

[susurrus]

Judy didn't say much when I tried to talk about winter break. To my "I'll miss you" line, all she'd respond is, "Me, too." I couldn't figure what was going on in her head. She didn't talk about going home to her parents, but then again, I didn't think she'd be allowed to board a plane wearing what she did around campus. I asked her if she was going home, but the way she clammed up and slmost shrank away at the question gave me the answer.

I tried to invite her to spend the holidays with my family. It was only a drive away and she already knew they liked her. "The twins would love to have you around for a couple weeks," I told her, but she just shrugged or gave some noncommital answer.

The couple days before I left were spent in the terrarium. The closer it got to my departure, the quieter Judy got. It kind of brought me down, too. Didn't affect my cock at all, though. He still wanted all the Judy he could get. Whether she was going home or not, I was going to be away from her for a couple weeks and, let's face it, I'd gotten really used to having a ready, willing woman to fuck. I could count on one hand - with fingers left over - the number of times I'd had to masturbate over the course of the semester.

Judy got no rest the days before I left. She didn't refuse me, but she didn't really show the kind of enthusiasm she usually did, either. Oh, I came: it didn't matter which hole I was in. I was trying to get two weeks' worth of sex in in only a couple days.

When it was time for me to go, I packed my stuff and insisted Judy come with me. For a moment, I thought she might relent and agree. Unfortunately, though, she gave me a slow shake of the head. She could barely even look me in the eye.

Before I left, I pulled her to me and kissed her, hard. The desperation I felt in Judy's kiss told me she didn't want me to go. When we parted I told her, "You know, I could just throw you over my shoulder and take you along." That comment at least got a smile and a small chuckle out of her.

Eventually, I couldn't put it off. I wasn't going to force her. Oh, she'd given me the right to do so, but it felt like the wrong way to go about this, even though the look on Judy's face told me maybe she wouldn't mind. Still...

I promised I'd call every day, so to keep her phone charged. I gave her one last, "I really wish you'd come with me," but she just gave me a tight smile of rejection, so I didn't push it any farther.

"Will you at least walk me to the door?" That got a tiny nod, so I took her hand and we walked that way to the door. I didn't expect her to accompany me all the way to the car.

At the door, I bent down and kissed her again. When I straightened again, I saw the longing in Judy's face, but again, she'd refused me many times already, and I wasn't going to force her.

"See you after New Years," I told her gently, then picked up my bag and turned for the door. A jolt of cold avalanched in, but Judy didn't even flinch.

I turned as the door closed. She stood watching me through the glass. Giving her a wave, she waved slowly back. I then trekked my way to the parking lot, stopping before I turned the corner. Judy still stood in the doorway. She'd wiped a hole in the frost on the window so she could see, but she was still there.

Another impulse to run back and throw her over my shoulder swept over me, but I didn't act on it and with a sigh, made the corner and headed home.

It was a good time with my family. The twins, especially, were disappointed when I told them Judy hadn't gone home to her family, but didn't want to come spend the holidays with us, either.

"More and more, the twins have been running around the house naked," Mom informed me. "They both claim they're going to declare themselves members of whatever this religoius thing is that your Judy follows."

I didn't doubt that for a second. Of course, I wasn't sure they'd thought it all the way through. Maybe if they saw Judy traipsing around in the snow, they might have a different outlook. Maybe not. It was hard to know with those two.

Sure enough, I caught both of them at various times over the break sauntering through the house in the buff. Hell, I'd been seen naked plenty of times on campus and hadn't really thought much of it, so I couldn't say much.

I kept my promise and called Judy at least once a day. The calls weren't long, and I could hear the loneliness in Judy's voice. A couple times, various members of my family asked to talk to her. Both my parents invited her to come out, but just as she had with me, she thanked them but turned them down.

A few of the calls were from my bedroom. Those times, I was usually naked and hard. As much as the rest of me was missing her, my cock really missed Judy's hands, mouth, pussy and ass. I don't know what she thought of me masturbating while we talked, but she didn't make any comment.

Christmas day came and went. We got together with my mom's side of the family and had a big feast and exchanged gifts, and for a moment, I forgot I had a more-than-a-friend sitting alone in a see-through dorm room back at college. When I did remember, I felt guilty as hell.

New Year's Eve, I really wished Judy was there. Oh, the things we could have done to celebrate the end of one year and the promise of the one to come. I was pretty sure we'd have seen the New Year in with her impaled on my cock...

Finally, it was time to head back to school. I found myself really excited to get back. Before I left, each of the twins told me, "Give her one for me," I wasn't sure what I was going to "give her" for them, but I'd just imagine.

Most of the way back, my cock was hard. He knew what was coming. My heart thumped at the prospect of seeing Judy again.

She knew I was on my way. I'd phoned before I left the house. I made half the distance between the turn for the parking lot and the dorm, when I saw a naked white body come barreling toward me. There was a dark spot at the apex of Judy's legs. She'd told me she'd forgone shaving while I was away, and promised she'd take care of it before I came back. I told her, however, that I wanted her to keep it, that I wanted to be the one to remove it. As I watched her get closer and closer, I thought, "Far as I'm concerned, she can keep that." I figured she'd want it gone, though. I'd enjoy the difference while I could.

The closer Judy got, the more speed she seemed to pick up. It finally dawned on me that she wasn't going to stop. She practically launched herself at me from five feet away. Fortunately, I was off to the side, so we ended up in a snow drift, instead of a hard landing on the cold pavement.

Judy seemed immune to the snow and cold. She was covered in snow, but didn't seem to notice. Another thing I noticed: she was wild, horny as fuck. It almost made me wish I'd brought all our fuck friends along. Maybe later. We still had a couple days before classes started up again.

When I finally was allowed off the ground, I picked up my bag, then scooped Judy up and carried both into the dorm and our see-through cube.

I didn't waste time getting myself naked. I was beyond worrying about what others thought. At the moment, the only thing that mattered was the hungry, sexy woman in front of me and getting to know her all over again.

 

[susurrus]

She was soaking wet. I suspected she'd been thinking about my arrival practically all day. I ran my fingers through the hair at her pussy. I liked it and wanted to rub my face in it, but figured that, now there would be more audience, she'd want it gone, so she could show off as much of her as possible.

I almost impaled her on my cock and carried her into the showers that way, but instead just grabbed her hand, the care kit and we headed naked to get us both ready to go.

There were a couple people in the showers already, but it didn't matter. Most everybody had seen Judy and me fuck. They knew it could happen almost anywhere. They watched as I carefully shaved the dark hair from Judy's pussy. They stood by and watched while we showered, our hands all over each other. Our audience was a guy and a girl. I had no idea whether they were together or not, but as I lifted Judy to skewer her on my hard-on, I looked over and noticed she'd wrapped her fingers around his stiff cock.

It had been too long since I'd had my cock in Judy, so it didn't take much time until I was filling her with cum. She started cumming almost as soon as I hit bottom, which helped me out a lot. Our shower friends sure liked it. I heard him say, "Oh shit, he's gonna take her ass," as I lined myself up with that particular opening.

When I filled Judy's butt with my second load, we cleaned up, leaving our audience members fucking in the shower.

Back in the aquarium, Judy laid me back, taking control for a change. Curious what she had in mind, I let her drive. When she crawled in between my legs, I figured I was going to be treated to a fantastic blowjob and ball licking. Which is exactly what happened. God, I loved Judy's mouth on me. And she loved putting it on me.

However, I was surprised when she left my cock, left my balls, and continued her way down...

Until her tongue flicked over my asshole.

Oh fuck! I'd never had anybody lick my butt before! It was one of the best sensations I'd ever had. It was so different from anything I'd ever felt, I could sense my orgasm coming damn quick. And when Judy wrapped her fingers around my cock and started jacking me while she rimmed me, I let out a tremendous moan. I didn't bother looking, but I could hear a hubbub outside the aquarium, so I suspected we had another audience.

When I came, it was huge. Even though I'd cum a couple times already, this new thing made it that much more intense. It took a minute or two to recover, but when I did, I opened my eyes to see Judy licking her hand, and a good coating of jizz all over her face.

Without even thinking about it, I sat up and grabbed Judy, pressing my lips to hers. It didn't even matter that I could taste myself. She'd made me feel so fucking good, I'd be a real heel to be squeamish now.

After several minutes, we came up for air.

"Fuck, girl. You can do that any time you want. That was amazing! I never imagined..."

Judy looked happy that I liked it.

Now was my turn to lay her down. However, I'd cum three times already. I needed time to regenerate.

I took this time to slowly scoop the cum off Judy's face and feed it to her. I could feel the cum I'd gotten during our kiss start to dry, but I wasn't worried about it. When the cum on Judy was now in her, I went to the pack and got out a wipe, ran it over her face, then mine.

"God, I missed you," I told her as I snuggled her in close.
"I think there's a 'welcome back' party at Bree's bar later." The place had a dumb, cliche name, so I didn't like saying it. Calling it after our friend felt better.

Judy said that sounded fine, but just wanted to lay with me and keep welcoming me back a while longer...

 

[TopTierPrincess]

Even though he’d just filled both holes with a creampie Regis came like a volcano from me rimming him. Before he even caught his breath he was leaning down to kiss me even though his semen coated my face. As anyone could’ve predicted, we coated each other with our juices as soon as we saw each other.

Not one to let Regis’ cum to to waste I wiped off what I could with my fingers & put it in my mouth. Before all this I wasn’t exactly the fondest of the taste of cum, I had always preferred it to be shot into my pussy than anything else, but Regis’ had me feeling different. It was warm, it represented love & care for me.

I was allowed to nap for the next couple of hours after the few orgasms I had got me tired. Regis stroked my hair & told me we’d be heading to Bree’s bar in a couple hours for a get together with the rest of the gang.

My hair was a real mess when I woke up, so Regis gave me my brush for it. My hair got gotten real long in past few months. The hair on my head was the only cover it felt like I was allowed, so it was something I really loved. The silky black hair went down to the top of my butt, & I carefully brushed it straight.

As one could imagine there weren’t many steps required to get me ready to go out these days. Just needing to be clean from head to toe was the big one. One nice thing about the snow was that it kept my bare feet relatively clean, the scrub brush we kept by the door was rarely needed.

The walk to the bar would be one of the longest I’d had to take naked in winter. It wasn’t too bad only having to go from the car to wherever, but we wouldn’t be driving tonight. All those toughening sessions really paid off on the way there, but the cold winter air still bit into my bare skin nonetheless.

The welcome we received was very warm however, with many familiar faces & hugs to friends being given out. There were a few new faces too, which could be identified by the open jaws upon realizing that some would be naked under these conditions. Bree gave me a messy wet kiss as soon as she saw me, & her hand darted between my legs to check if I was lubricated. Of course I was, I moaned at her touch while melting into her. A dark & stormy made its way to me, recommended by her as a great drink for this kind of weather.

I gulped it down, the booze made me feel nice & warm on the inside. Danny & Barry showed up then & got a round of tequila shots for the table, which I also took down the hatch. Drinks kept coming my way as gifts from various patrons around the bar. So many I could hardly keep up, after the 5th in a row Regis needed me to slow down.

The attention was getting me all hot & bothered. I was all over Regis practically begging for attention to my pussy. I longed for people’s touch after being left alone in the bubble for a couple weeks & our friends took advantage of that.

They passed me around while they took turns letting me hold onto them. My hard nipples poked into them every time I fell onto someone. Whenever a new person got their hands on me I tried to direct their touch to my willing clit. Bree was the first to have enough, she took me by the hand & directed me to the back room. Of course I obediently followed behind.

Several minutes later I was being let out. My hair was messy & I had a dumb smile on my face. Bree followed me this time, wiping her mouth clean as she got back to work. Another shot or two found their way into my hands after I returned to the table. My vision was getting blurry, so Regis got me some water & took me outside.

I barely even felt the cold this time & I was loving the fresh air. The snow on the ground felt like sand beneath my bare feet, & I was loving how it felt between my toes. After the initial shock of feeling the cold, I’d grown to like how soft fresh snow was under my feet. I got a bit lost in thought while frolicking around outside, without a care in the world regarding being naked in public for once.

Regis directed me back in so we could warm up. It was probably not a good idea to bring me in at that moment, because when I felt warm again inside I lost control of my bladder without realizing. My stream trickling on the hardwood floor drew the eyes of everyone in the bar. I didn’t seem embarrassed for once, & actually felt satisfied when I was done peeing. Bree came over to mop up the mess I made, giving me a hard smack on the butt & calling me a bad girl.

She wiped between my legs with a paper towel & directed me back to our table while the spill was cleaned up. Regis sat me down & put the collar & leash on for my misbehavior. With the seal broken people actually started to have fun with taking me outside when I need to pee again, & with many cups of water in between drinks it was a frequent affair.

My own friends weren’t abstaining from the drinks themselves & weren’t watching my behavior as closely as before. I was horny, so I decided I’d take care of myself. They had gotten so used to me being a horny mess that not one of them batted an eye until I was squirting.

The hours burned away. No one was keen to end the night just yet but we all really needed to get going. We all stumbled out into the cold, especially me because between the orgasms & the drinking my legs lost much of their stability. 1 foot in front of the other was all I could manage to think about on the way home.

They all kept taking turns with the leash so I couldn’t fall too far behind. We couldn’t afford to stop no matter how much I whined. Only pee breaks were allowed, & even those had to rushed through. My tummy started to ache, & we could all tell I wouldn’t be functional for the next few hours. Our group walked us back to the dorm. I flopped onto my bed without hesitation.

 

[susurrus]

After our wild "welcome back," it was nice to just lay there, entangled in one another. While we'd talked on the phone several times over the break, it wasn't the same as being skin to skin. I loved the feel of Judy's body next to mine, and the way she snuggled up to me, she felt the same.

When it came time to get ready for the party, Judy sat up, her hair all over the place. It had grown significantly over the time we'd been apart, but I liked it. I dug out a brush for her and while I got dressed, she got her hair in order. I almost volunteered to help her braid it. My grandma had taught me how to do her hair one summer when I was a kid. I then reasoned that leaving it loose would affort a little more insulation as we walked to the bar, since it wasn't that far, and parking was likely to be nuts.

Her first step outside told me Judy hadn't been outside much while I'd been gone. Still, she assimilated quickly. I tried to keep her close, to lend her what heat I could, but the way I was bundled up, I couldn't warm her up much.

The walk to the bar was longer than I remembered it when it was warm and the ground was clear. Frequent glances told me Judy was feeling the cold but was weathering it with as much bravado as she could muster. There wasn't a lot I could do. She'd refuse my jacket if I offered, and besides, I'd get hell from the college again.

Inside the bar, we were welcomed by our friends. Judy was welcomed by practically everybody there. Complete strangers came up to give her a hug - and often, a grope.

When Bree saw us, she swept Judy up and made out with her like they were long-lost lovers. A lot of the bar got quiet, thinking we might get a girl show right there in the middle of the room.

More of our previous lovers (which were most of the friends we'd made over the course of the first semester) took Bree's cue. Between that attention and the drinks that magically apeared in Judy's hand, my lovely, naked girl was getting quite obviously turned on.

Bree had gone back to doing her job after her initial welcome, but suddenly she appeared once more, grabbed Judy's hand and led her away. There were protests by the peanut gallery when the door to the back room closed, with the two women inside, but a few minutes later, it didn't take any imagination at all to figure out what had just gone on. Judy looked like she'd just had a series of orgasms, and Bree's grinning face glistened. She gave Judy a kiss, wiped her face, then went back to work.

I should have made Judy take it easier on the alcohol, but so many drinks kept coming her way. Her intoxication was becoming more and more obvious. While I had little fear for her, since I was there and enough of the people in attendance would step in to break up any altercation that might arise, I grabbed a glass of water and put it in front of her. Once that was gone, I gave her another, ignoring the two glasses with other-than-water that arrived.

It then occurred to me that Judy hadn't had to pee the whole time we'd been there. She was probably too drunk at the moment to even think about such a thing, but enough liquid had been put in her body, it was probably good to get her out so she could take care of business. Kind of like a puppy or a toddler, y'know?

I took Judy's hand, promised we'd be back, then headed outside. I hadn't grabbed my jacket, so I felt the cold immediately. It was impressive to see just how little the cold affected Judy. Then again, she had quite a bit of fluid insulation in her system right then...

There was a patch of undisturbed snow around the corner from the front door, so I guided her to that. Judy waded right in. She kicked the snow around and played as if she didn't even notice the cold.

Before she could start making snow angels, I took her hand again and practically dragged her back inside.

The warmth hit much more welcomingly than the cold had. Judy was looking a little more sober, but she was still far from it. Judy's gait slowed the closer we got to our friends.

Until she stopped, a strange look on her face.

Next thing I knew, a wet stream coursed down her legs, and splashed from her pussy. The bar went silent, and every eye that could see turned in her direction. The whole time this was happening, Judy just stood there with this look of relieved bliss.

There had been phones out all evening, but there were even more now, recording Judy pissing right there in the center of the bar. I had to admit, I found it pretty hot, too. It felt a little weird, but I did like seeing that woman pee.

Even though there were other staff members around, it seemed Bree had assigned herself to us for the course of the evening. She appeared with a mop and a look of exasperation on her face.

"What am I going to do with you?" she asked as she applied the mop to Judy's puddle. "I should be making you clean this up, like I would any other drunk around here."

It was pretty obvious Bree was used to cleaning up messes from the floor, because with only a few efficient moves, she had it cleared once again.

Giving Judy a couple swats on the ass, Bree then leaned in and told her, "You're a naughty girl, but seeing you piss has me wanting to do the same thing... all over you."

The image that sprang into my mind made my cock hard instantly. I wasn't sure anybody else had heard, but the wink Bree gave me said she knew I'd heard. Her hand then shot out and having a good idea what she wanted, I placed a wipe in her hand. She cleaned Judy up, spending more time between her legs than was really necessary, When she straightened, she said, "I can hardly wait to pee on you," then gave Judy one more kiss and went back to work.

Some of the people at our table were surprised when I took out the collar and leash and placed it around Judy's neck. That had been one of the last things we'd purchased before winter break, so no one had seen her in it.

Barry said, "Funny how just a little band of leather makes a hot woman even hotter."

"You're one lucky son-of-a-bitch, Reg," Danny added.

The rest agreed. I couldn't argue with either statement, so I just smiled proudly.

I don't remember what all we talked about while we sat there, enjoying each other's company. But at one point, Elsie nudged me. When I looked to see what she wanted, she gave a nod toward Judy.

There the naked beauty sat, hand between her legs, rubbing to beat the band. As with anything Judy did, there was an audience, and oohs and aahs, then applause when she finally came, squirting another mess onto the floor.

When the time came to finally leave, Bree met us at the door and swept Judy up. "I can't wait to pee on you, girl. Might get Tracy in on it, too. She's a kinky one, if you haven't noticed. I think squirting on you might be in the cards, too. Soon." She kissed Judy long and hard, then swatted her ass again.

The others gave us each a hug then we headed back for the dorm. I practically had to carry Judy. While I'd been feeding her more water than booze after the peeing incident, and she'd done a lot of peeing after that, she was still quite a bit unsteady on her feet. We even stopped a couple times along the way for Judy to pee, but eventually we made it back to the terrarium.

It had been a huge evening. We had one more free day before classes began again, thankfully. Judy just collapsed on her bed, collar still intact and leash dragging the floor. Almost instantly, she was asleep. I hadn't imbibed nearly so much as she had. I figured my duty was to keep Judy safe, and I couldn't do that if I was drunk.

Arranging Judy a little more decorously on her bed, I slipped off the collar and let her sleep. I was right behind her.

In the morning, I was glad I'd refrained from drinking too much and had made sure to get plenty of water in me. I was a little achy, but had no hangover. I did have to piss like a racehorse, but I had an idea. Judy had started to awaken, too. Bree's comment was still rolling around in my head. No time like the present.

Taking Judy's hand, I led her to the showers. Judy's look of confusion was understandable, especially when I had her kneel in the center of the tile.

Her confusion disappeared when I began to piss...

 

[TopTierPrincess]

When I woke up my feet were cold, actually all of me was cold. I felt around for my blanket but it was nowhere to be found. I felt the air over my hard nipples & my lower lips were presenting themselves open. I started to freak out that I didn’t have any clothes on until I remembered what my life was like. I didn’t actually own any clothes at all.

My head throbbed & I downed a nearby glass of water. Last night slowly came back to me in somewhat of a slideshow.

Many new faces came to gawk at our bubble. They all heard about the girl who never wears any clothes, but it was much different being able to see for themselves. My senses slowly returned to me, while I took in all their shocked looks. I lied on my back with my legs wide open, aware of how much I was showing but now trained to forget the modesty I’d been taught for every other past year. I could hear comments about how my lower lips opened up, or how someone had never seen a butthole so clearly, & surprised at how clean it was kept.

In the background Regis was rummaging about & getting the clothes he’d be wearing today ready. He laid out thick & cozy socks, a well loved pair of jeans, a white t-shirt & the most soft knit sweater to wear overtop. He kept his boots by the door, so they were always ready for him to slide on to take me out to pee.

We wouldn’t be heading out just yet though, as Regis walked me to the showers instead. The crowd was always behaved before anyone was allowed to touch me, so they split to clear a path for us. They kept their hands to themselves, but I could feel all the eyes around us exploring my naked body.

“On your knees.” Regis ordered me before even turning the water on. I was obedient, it turned me on so much when he gave me orders like that, so I sat with my bare ass atop my feet. Regis took a second to get as naked as I was, then aimed his big cock toward my face.

The stream hit me right on the cheek, then made its way toward my mouth. I opened wide & let him fill my mouth before swallowing & letting it flow down my naked body. Even though the taste was bitter, I savored every drop Regis allowed me to have. The golden shower was so warm that steam could be seen coming off my bare skin.

After my reward I got cleaned up like normal. Even though decency laws didn’t apply to me as long as I followed my religion, it would be unbecoming to be covered in piss among decent people. I was squeaky clean by the time we left the showers & wet bare footprints led the way back to our bubble.

I had always felt a bunch of emotions every time I had to go naked in public. At first the strongest feeling was definitely fear, but after months of being denied any access to clothes I had no choice but to get over that fear. I felt shame & embarrassment when people or circumstances made me feel different for being naked all the time.

I felt pride & arousal when I would draw everyone’s attention or anytime someone displayed interest in my body. I felt powerful when I would look someone in the eyes & they would turn away. People were always laying their eyes on me, but when I would look back they didn’t know what to do with the attention. There was often a feeling of heat between my legs, & with it an irresistible urge to be touched.

Said urge would never get ignored. There was never a shortage of people who would like to play with me, Regis being chief among them. If he weren’t there I’d rarely be allowed quality rest for I wasn’t allowed to display shame.

Many of the new students couldn’t believe their eyes. By now I’d gotten quite locally famous, so they’d surely heard the rumors when choosing this school. But having direct access to me was almost too much for them.

Every few minutes it seemed there was someone who’d knock on our door with the desire to ask me to present. Regis would let me out each time & I would bend at the waist, showing a clear view of my goods. Then I would get down on the floor to show the tough bare soles of my feet, then reach back to spread my holes open. It was just like the first few days at school naked, & last time it took a while before I wasn’t being stopped in every hall by someone asking to see my pussy & butthole.

Having to show off like that was getting me unbelievably hot. As time went on the pictures of me displayed a soaked pussy, opening lips & a puckered butthole. My nipples were erecting like always, & my clit was out of its hood asking to be touched. I was begging to be touched, I was so horny that I could’ve came with the slightest stimulation.

Regis was asked many times if it was allowed to grope me like I so clearly wanted, but he denied them each time. There was a massive orgasm bubbling in me, but Regis was making me behave for now. The attention at the bubble was getting to be too much for me if I wasn’t going to be allowed to cum just yet, Regis could tell so he took me by the hand and walked me somewhere else.

I needed something to take my mind off of having sex, so he figured that some kind of release would do the trick. Regis attached my leash & we went outside. I was led to go pee at one of my usual spots. The new students freaked out at my utter shamelessness in exposing myself to them with no limits. That sort of attention only served to make me more horny, which added to our self-created problem.

I couldn’t figure out why I’d been denied my orgasm for so long. It wasn’t unusual for Regis to have me hold it, but I still hated it every time. It was that spell that happened every year when temperatures wouldn’t go above freezing for weeks at a time, so my leash needed to be pulled to head back inside with urgency.

We didn’t go back to our bubble right away, instead we took a detour to the music department. Regis was telling me about a meeting we had to attend, & that it would require both of us being there. Before we went in however, Regis stopped us from opening the doors.

I was freezing, but Regis had a surprise for me. He pulled a small box out of the pack. Regis opened it up to reveal 2 small matching rings. “These aren’t those kind of rings, but I wanted to get you something special anyway.” Regis then raised each bare foot & slipped the ring over my second toe on both feet. “You don’t have to take these off, & you’re always saying things about how your feet changed from always being barefoot so this way you can still feel pretty when you look down at your feet.”

I was overjoyed at the gift! Even though my body was still 99% uncovered I was happy to look down & see something other than bare skin. I even got a taste of my old self when I thought about how the toe rings would look good with my anklet. I jumped into Regis’ arms & made out with him right then & there. The gift got me even more horny, & I started to hump Regis while he held me even though he was fully clothed.

Regis carried me in. My bare feet thumped on the tile floors when we put me down. I wanted to have sex so bad that my mouth was watering like my pussy. A year ago I could never imagine myself in this situation, but now I was utterly desperate to be fucked. It didn’t matter to me where we were or who was around. I wanted to cum all over Regis’ dick & feel it explode with cum deep in my holes.

Now that we were indoors Regis took my leash off & dropped it into the pack. He took me by the hand & helped me stumble to room 251. There was no one but an elderly man inside, he looked to be at least in his 70s but he hadn’t seemed to have lost a bit of sharpness. “Dr. Henry Livingston.” He introduced himself & held out his hand.

In an enclosed place, it was evident by the smell of my pussy the state I was in. A quick glance between my legs would confirm anyone’s suspicion. Neither of the men would mention it, instead they chose to proceed like not a thing was out of the ordinary. He started off by saying that he wasn’t able to lead the band anymore in his old age, & that the band’s majorette had just graduated last semester. Henry had also heard that Regis was quite the proficient trombone player.

So next he would explain that the college had insisted that Ms. Judy would be the new majorette, & that Regis would be granted a place in the band as well. He handed Regis a green & gold folder with a few sheets of music inside. “Of course we’re well aware of Ms. Judy’s religious situation so Justin has been working hard at a solution. A majorette still has to wear some kind of uniform, so he should be by shortly to have you try out his creation.”

In the meantime, he’d suggest that Regis take a seat & play a few things to show us what he’s got. Regis passed the ear test with flying colors before being interrupted by Justin’s knock at the door. Justin was holding nothing but the absolute smallest pouch that couldn’t hold more than a few coins. The 2 professors exchanged greetings & got to discussing what they’d been up to over the break.

 

[TopTierPrincess]

Before he’d show off my uniform, Justin used the next couple minutes to take Regis’ measurements for the wool band uniform he’d soon be wearing. Just then the door would swing open a second time, but instead of a single professor student after student flooded into the room, including both Danny & Barry. It seemed the 2 instructors were waiting for an audience before the big reveal.

Henry introduced the 2 new band members to the rest, then handed it off to Justin to show off the new majorette outfit. He reached into the pouch & pulled out the thinnest strings of thread. One could barely make out the colors green & gold matching the folder that Regis had just been given. With my nipples the appropriately erect, he began to wrap the gold thread around them.

I moaned at the stimulation, much to my embarrassment. It then dawned on me why I had been being kept so aroused for so long when Justin crouched down & started touching my clit. I almost came right then & there involuntarily. I looked over at Regis worried, but there was nothing that could be done just yet to help me. It took only a second for him to bring my clit out of its hood, then the green thread was being tied to my clit in a similar manner to the ones on my nipples.

Justin tightened it so it would be secure & I was panting & in heat in front of all these people. He lead the thread in between my pussy lips & back toward my butthole. Much like the life drawing classes, Justin ordered me to turn around & spread my ass for everyone there. He pulled the last piece from the pouch, & it was my buttplug with the green jewel on it.

It had been a known thing that I was comfortable with a plug that size, & capable of wearing it for a few hours. The green thread was then tied around the plug, lathered in my pussy juices then aimed at my puckered brown ring. “She has to be this aroused every single time or we won’t be able to put the uniform on her.” Justin explained. “Yeah right. This school just wants to keep embarrassing me so they can get rid of me.” I thought to myself in a moment of clarity among the fog of arousal.

The plug spread my tight hole open & went right in. That ended up being too much for me & I fell to my knees. My anal contractions pushed the plug in & out of me, but I was just tight enough to not let it fall. I loudly moaned, then curled my toes & had a squirting orgasm for all to see.

 

[susurrus]

I expected Judy to turn her head when I began to pee. Oh, she did flinch just a little, but other than that, she took this new development with the same calm aplomb pretty much every new experience was met with. I felt myself start to get hard when she leaned into my stream and opened her mouth, letting my piss in. When she sat back and swallowed, I could hardly believe it. As kinky as so much of what we did together was, this had to be at the top. One thing I knew for sure: we'd be doing this more often.

Once I was done and Judy glistened with my tribute, she grinned up at me. She obviously enjoyed what we'd just done. I liked that. I could hardly wait to see Bree and Tracy - our two kinkiest friends - pee on her.

Helping her to her feet, I turned on the water and let Judy clean up. I'd let her walk around with cum on her, but I wasn't going to make her go out in public after a golden shower without a regular shower after.

As with every other time when I got dressed, I gave a quick glance over to Judy. There was a longing in her eyes that told me she still hadn't given over to her goddess entirely. Oh, she'd learned to hide it very well, but being with her constantly - literally - had taught me how to read her pretty well.

Toward the end of first semester, the novelty of having a nude campus mascot - for lack of a better term - had somewhat worn off. I mean, yes, there were still plenty of folks who stopped in their tracks to gawk, but it was evident that they were mostly just appreciating the view. Now, though, there were plenty of new students, ones who, even though the new student info included Judy, couldn't believe their eyes when they saw her. I expected a new flush of protestors. Surprisingly, there were few. Apparently I didn't know how thorough the Judy Patrol was at keeping those who didn't agree with her mode of religious expression from getting to her.

I had a lot of new people come up, disbelieving: "Surely this rumor I've heard is wrong. She won't show me her pussy just if she hears the word 'inspection.'" I'd smile down at the incredulous person, then at Judy and order, "Judy: inspection," and she'd bend over and display her most private bits without question or hesitation.

All the attention was, not surprisingly, getting Judy hot. Showing herself turned her on. I loved that. I loved showing her off, making her show herself, because I knew I'd get to take advantage of all that pent-up horniness when we got the chance.

Judy had just finished peeing - with an all-new audience - and subsequently being made to show herself to the gathered crowd when I told her we needed to make a stop before going back to the aquarium.

The path led us to the music building. Judy looked up at me questioningly.

"This is the place," I told her. She still looked confused, but reached for the door handle.

"Hang on," I stopped her. When she turned her quizzical look toward me this time, I took out a box. When I opened it, I revealed two rings. It was pretty obvious by their size that they weren't that kind of ring. Judy looked at the rings, then up at me, her befuddlement still going strong.

Kneeling, I lifted first one, then the other, of Judy's feet, slipping a ring on the same toe on each. When I stood, I said, "There. They don't cover anything that needs to stay on display, but you can wear them 24/7 and you have something that can make you feel pretty - not that you need that."

Judy was elated and leapt into my arms in joy. I caught her easily and met her mouth with mine. We stood there, making out, for a couple minutes. Eventually, I just carried her inside and didn't set her back on her feet until the door closed behind us.

With the door closed, bits of music came at us from several angles. Some of it was actual melody, much was merely exercises and scales.

I took Judy to room 251. The sound of some pretty nifty piano work was coming from behind the door. The person behind this door was damn good.

Knocking, the music suddenly stopped and a voice invited us in.

Stepping inside the office revealed, not surprisingly, a piano. Beside the piano was a music stand and a chair with a violin and an oboe on it. The owner of the voice turned on the piano bench and stood, holding out his hand.

"Doctor Henry Livingston," he introduced. "You are quite obviously the famous Judy. Your friend Regis here auditioned for me last spring."

He stopped and sniffed the air. Judy's perfume filled the small space. It was the only indication he noticed, and while to say I'd "gotten used to it" wasn't quite accurate, I'd learned not to make a big deal of that scent if there wasn't the chance we'd be able to do something about it.

Doctor Livingston moved the instruments off the chair and set them on the piano, then took a folding chair from the corner and opened it up, then offered for us to sit.

To Judy he asked, "Have you been informed why you are here?"

She glanced to me, then back to the doc. Wordlessly, she shook her head.

"I see. Alright.

"Thirty-six years ago, I began my tenure here. The previous head of the department left it in something of a shambles, I'm afraid. Proudly, I can say I helped shepherd it into the program it is today.

"My proudest moments in all those years have been standing before the ensembles and leading them in the glorious sounds they bring forth. However, these last few years, I've developed a tremor in my hands. It comes and goes, and bless the talented young musicians, they soldier through quite capably when it rears its ugly head.

"Which is why most of last year and first semester this, I had a TA do most of the conducting. She, however, has moved on to student teaching, leaving a void. I understand you haven't had any experience, Miss Judy, but I'm willing to train you for what you'll be asked to do.

"I further understand you're familiar with Justin in the Art Department. Since a conductor - or majorette, in this case - needs a uniform, he has taken it upon himself to develop something for your... singular.. situation. He is scheduled to be here almost any time.

"In the meantime," he went to the side of the piano and produced an instrument case. "Perhaps you, my fine young sir, could refresh my memory as to the kind of musician you are."

I put the horn together and made sure everyting worked properly. I blew a few notes to determine how much warm-up I needed, then proceeded to get my embouchure loosened up.

After a few minutes, I was ready. Doctor Livingston put me through my paces, determined my range, my flexibility, technical ability and my musicianship. Finally, he stopped me, saying:

"Ah yes, I remember you. Classes didn't allow you to take part last semester. I trust, even though you're not a music major, you'll be able to participate now."

I assured him I missed playing and planned to work at least one ensemble into my schedule.

About this time, there was a knock on the door. Justin stepped in and his face lit up when he found Judy and me there. Doc L led the three of us through a door in a different corner of the room, into the band room proper. There were already a couple people there, getting themselves set up. I was directed where my section typically sat and took up a spot there.

Then, more students started arriving. They obviously knew where they needed to go. Barry and Danny were glad to see me. Danny sat in the trumpet section while Barry hauled out his tuba.

Most everybody had seen Judy at some point, though there were a few newbs who were beyond shocked to see her standing there in the front between the two profs.

Doc L stood on his podium and held up his hands. Any warming up or talking slowly subsided to silence.

"Band, I'd like to introduce you to Regis," he gestured toward me, then introduced three other new members.

"This fetching young lady," he stepped off the podium and to Judy, "is Miss Judy. She will be taking over for Tricia, who is currently student teaching at my alma mater. As you may have noticed, she has a, shall we say, unusual idea of attire.

"For those of you who are unaware, this gentleman is Justin, head of the Art Department. He has developed the new majorette uniform for Judy to wear. He is well aware of the limitations regarding her religious requirements and has designed her uniform accordingly."

Doctor Livingston then stepped aside and Justin came forward. Unashamedly, he took out a tiny little pouch and brought out a gleaming golden thread. He began to wrap it around Judy's erect nipples until only the tips remained flesh-tone.

 

[susurrus]

The gasp Judy let out when he knelt and began teasing her clit from its hood made me think she was going to cum right then and there. She managed to hold off, but by the time Justin was done, Judy's lowers were all done in green. Still, though, everything was on display, it was just enhanced by the metallic sheen of the new "uniform."

Finally, to cap it all off, he pulled out Judy's green-jeweled butt plug. Getting her to bend over and show the band the pretty little pucker I fucked on a regular basis, he smeared the bulb with juices from her pussy, then carefully filled her ass with it.

During all this, I'd watched Judy - already practically orgasming - try to avoid tumbling over the edge into climax while she was "fitted" with her "uniform." She did very well, especially when Justin started working her clit to get it stiff enough to work with. I was finding, however, that Judy was turning into quite the butt-girl. She really liked having her tight little hole played with, and especially filled.

Justin got the plug to stretch Judy's ring, and her breathing got really heavy. When her butt sucked the bulb in and it seated itself, Judy lost the control she'd exhibited so far. With a deep moan, everyone in the room saw her pussy flex, saw the plug move in and out, and my Judy squirted all over the podium, splashing the front row.

Doctor Livingston seemed a little surprised. "Is she okay?" he asked me.

I smiled back at him. "She's fine. She's just been holding it in all day."

More than one member of the band was turned on. Oh, just having Judy there was getting more than just the guys hot. I'd like to say an orgy broke out, like happened more often than not around Judy, but while there was plenty of panting, plenty of heaving chests, and, I have little doubt, plenty of hard cocks and wet pussies, these people were here to do more than fuck.

Judy's mess was cleaned up quickly and Doc L showed her how to move her arms, at least for the moment, to direct the band. He called the tune, which we all pulled up, then had her try directing.

It was pretty obvious Judy needed practice in how to really direct, but the band was good enough, they did alright in spite of her inexperience.

When the song was over, Doctor Livingston asked, "Have you ever done this before?" Judy assured him she hadn't. "I could tell. I'll teach you how to do it properly," he promised, then turned to the band.

"That was the first time this young lady has ever conducted a musical group. Let's give her a round of applause for her first time!"

We all clapped for Judy's virgin voyage into the world of music conducting. To be honest, I don't think some of the band were really even playing. I think a few were just going through the motions, watching Judy's body move while she flailed her arms around.

Doctor L let Judy simply watch the rest of the time. Once or twice, his tremor kicked in, and I could tell the players who'd learned to follow him in spite of it.

Rehearsal finally came to an end. Justin showed me how to get Judy in and out of his flimsy excuse for a uniform, and assured me he'd work something out that would be easier to get her in and out of, but told me she would need to be extremely aroused if she was to be able to get into it at all.

Before we left, we worked out a lesson or two each week so Judy could learn how to properly conduct.

"Boy, I missed that. I'm glad I didn't have to worry about practicing while I was learning how to help keep you safe, but I like that I can make music again. I like your uniform, too."

 

[TopTierPrincess]

With our display over with, my knees buckled & I fell to the floor. I was helped up, but needed to grip onto the podium while my legs wobbled from my recent orgasm. My vision was a bit blurry but I got it together & looked at all the faces that just saw me cum from having my butthole penetrated.

Practice then started proper. Between my complete lack of experience & my body being the distraction it was we could all tell the band didn’t preform up to their usual standards. It was alright though, it was only the first practice & we’d all be getting better going forward. With my “uniform” only touching my most sensitive parts, every movement resulted in tugging & tightness that kept me aroused. I’d long adapted to having multiple orgasms in one session, so it was frustrating being kept pent up for so long.

My naked breasts bounced freely without the support of a bra, yet hadn’t lost any of their perkiness in the months they’d been free. I noticed many of the experienced players keeping their eyes on my chest rather than the sheet of music in front. Dr. Livingston took over from me after a couple of songs. He was really able to snap them into shape in ways that I wasn’t yet able.

I took a seat off to the side & let myself cool off. I had a layer of sweat all over my skin from my orgasm earlier, & a bit more from conducting. The rest of band practice went on like normal. As Regis was putting his brass horn away twins came up to me & gave me a hug before openly groping me. I had gotten my orgasm earlier, & the attention was no longer fully on me after music had to be played.

Regis helped me take off my new uniform, expressing how much he liked it on me. It was weird to get a compliment like that after so many months were spent completely naked. He carefully undid the thread on my nipples, then crouched down to do the same to the one on my clit. I loved how clinically he touched my once private areas, we were both so used to my nudity that even when my butt plug popped out it felt routine.

With my uniform now off I was back to being 99.99% naked, just the gold bands on a single toe of each foot remained. A big change from the 99.9% exposure I enjoyed just a bit ago. The band gathered around my open butthole to properly welcome Regis & I into the fold. I laughed at the pun to myself, since this kind of attention & exposure of myself meant that I’d be welcoming someone or something into my own folds very soon.

Regis took my hand & a few band members came to get lunch with us. The cold air cut into all my bare exposed skin, but I couldn’t rush a larger group so I had to be tough. I held onto my man’s hand tightly while I kept myself exposed full frontal. Danny & Barry were of course part of the clique we’d formed, never missing a chance to be around me when they could.

We got inside the cafeteria much to my relief. The smooth tile floors were a godsend compared to snow, ice & the dreaded salt beneath my feet. Taking our table, I gave everyone the show they’d been wanting when I had to spread my legs to apply lotion to my poor bare feet.

I sat with Regis on 1 side & the twins on the other. 1 of the perks I’d found in my naked life was that people were often eager to wait upon me, I rarely had to lift a finger until someone was asking to see parts of my body. So I was able to sit comfortably while someone took my order. With the heat I felt between my legs my body was signaling that it was ready for more, my scent got stronger as well.

I was sure I wasn’t the only one who was horny, it was rarely the case for it to be that way. The difference was that the other girls had underwear & clothes to hide their arousal, but mine was always out in the open. The fact that I always sat with my knees at least a foot apart made anyone with eyes aware of how my pussy glistened.

I felt the snail trail I was leaving on the towel beneath me & it was getting to be too much to deny.

Regis, being the most in tune with my signals leaned in to my ear to whisper something. “Rub yourself.” Was all he said while looking down at my wet pussy. That was all I needed to hear as my hand went between my legs in no time flat. Girlish moans & heavy breathing could be heard throughout the cafeteria, barely drowning out the sounds of a wet cunt being rubbed raw.

The twins were practically drooling watching me, with the band in shock at my shamelessness. I leaned back & raised my legs, a second squirting orgasm was bubbling to the surface when all of a sudden Regis told me to stop. His words didn’t register at first so he had to physically pull my hand away from my pussy. “Sorry you guys, she gets carried away & can’t help herself sometimes.”

I wanted to cum so bad. I could barely look at my food by the time it arrived. I ended up eating while flushed red & frustrated with yet another orgasm being denied to me. I knew Regis felt it too, his pants could barely contain how hard his big dick was getting.

Taking me by the hand once more, our group made its way over to a lounge area. There was some tvs, with a few couches & tables around for other students to use when chilling & hanging out. Everyone else took a seat, but I remained on the floor. When we were in public, I couldn’t get on furniture before Regis laid a towel down for me & this time it seemed he wasn’t going to.

It turned me on to be below everyone like that, separated again by my nudity & lack of shame. My arousal was overpowering any embarrassment I felt. I was of course still aware of the humiliation I was constantly under, but we’d long learned that getting me horny lead to me getting submissive.

In a rare moment of impulse & impatience, I reached over & unzipped Regis’ pants in the middle of conversation. His giant cock sprang to life & hit me right in the face as it was freed. Before anyone could react & say anything I was already taking it into my mouth & working my way down. I drooled & my eyes watered, but my gaze stayed upon Regis’ face like there wasn’t an audience.

He threw his head back & moaned from the job I was doing. I could tell he was mere seconds away from shooting a load down my throat if I kept going. It was then that I stopped, looking up at him & teasing him in a way he teased me so often.

That wasn’t the dynamic we’d developed with each other, & in response he grabbed me by my hips & flipped me over so my ass was in the air & my fave was on the floor. I got him worked up enough to fuck me mercilessly in front of our new friends. He thrust deep into my pussy, while he slapped my ass & played with my other hole with multiple fingers. He never left my pussy this time, even though my butthole begged for it. Regis filled my pussy with his cum after 1 final hard thrust. I fell to the floor while writhing & convulsing from my own orgasm seconds later when he pulled out.

I couldn’t even catch my breath before I felt the sharp pain of another slap on my naked ass. The first slap was enough to my attention, & the follow up brought me back to reality. “Clean my dick off.” Were the only orders I’d be given, so I got up & cleaned him off with my mouth instead of risking even more spanking. Students new & old alike had gathered to see the show, the shame I felt wouldn’t let me look anyone in the eye while I sat on the cold floor on a puddle of my own creation as a new semester was introduced to Naked Judy.

 

[susurrus]

Judy looked a little surprised at my comment about her conductor's "uniform." I think she was shocked that I liked something more than simply her bare skin. As I'd told her many times before: I'd like her in anything at all. It didn't mean I wasn't delighted for her to be totally nude most of the time. Besides, Justin's idea of a uniform still didn't hide a damn thing, except maybe her clit.

We followed a group outside and, like a bunch of stupid college kids, instead of discussing inside where it was warm, we all stood out in the snow, ice and wind. Agreement was made to all grab something to eat together. We all headed to the nearest cafeteria.

I guided Judy to a seat, knowing one of these people (or both the twins) would volunteer to be her waiter/waitress for the moment. Sure enough, while she sat there, legs spread, making sure it was all visible, a guy and a girl offered to get whatever she wanted. Of course, while they waited for her to give her order, they both drank in the sight of Judy's luscious charms.

When those two headed for the line, a few of the others went along. As I got up, I whispered in Judy's ear, "Rub yourself while I'm gone. But wait for me to return, okay?"

Any other woman being told that in this situation would have shot me a look of pure venom. Judy, on the other hand, grinned and her fingers immediately went to work.

A few of the group who'd gotten up to get their trays sat back down for the show. Not surprisingly, the twins were among them. I kissed Judy on the forehead and, with a smile, headed to get something to eat.

When I came back, Judy was still rubbing her pussy, and an even bigger crowd had gathered. Her perfume hung in the air and I could tell it'd only be a few minutes more.

Judy was preparing for another amazing squirt when I cradled her cheek. "That's enough. No need to get carried away. You'll get your chance. Sorry guys," I said to the disappointed audience.

Judy, however, was in her own Land of Make-Believe. She was ready to cum, and cum hard. That so many people were there to see it made no difference. Her hand was going madly at her aroused little pleasure bump while the other hand tried to pull off a nipple.

"Calm," I said, pulling her hands away. When this happened, her eyes flew open and locked on me with astonishment. "Later," I told her gently, leaning down to give a little kiss.

It took Judy a minute to start eating. But, eat she finally did. Her arousal hung in the air, the fact that I'd edged her making the scent just a tad stronger. A couple of folks new to being around Judy put their noses in the air for a moment, not sure what the odor was. It certanly wasn't the fragrance coming from the kitchen. Still, bodies knew what it was. There were plenty of nipples showing, and no doubt there were plenty of hard cocks and wet cunts around the table. I know I was hard. It wasn't difficult, being with Judy like I was.

There was a lounge area across the hall from the cafeteria, and since none of us really had much going on, we adjourned there once we were all done eating. It was nice hanging out with music folks again. Not that I minded being one-on-one with Judy, but it was good to be around my own people again. There was talk about the music we'd read through, which pieces were worthy, which ones were a long walk off a short pier and which ones the composer obviously had a boat payment to make.

Judy sat on the floor. I was so wrapped up in talking with people who got me, I forgot to "set her a place." She didn't seem to mind. Judy just knelt, butt on her heels, enjoying the banter. As always, she made sure her legs were spread wide, her clit on full display, her nipples hard.

While I never really lost track of Judy, I was busy talking music with a couple of my new bandmates when Judy appeared between my legs. Without saying a word and without even looking at anything buy my crotch, she reached for my belt and unbuckled that, then quietly unzipped me and released my cock to the room.

That got a reaction. Lots of appreciation, of course. I saw envy in a couple of the guys' eyes at the response most of the women gave my hardness.

The college had gotten used to such things. Strangely enough, such freedom only appled to Judy and by association, me. There weren't orgies breaking out in the public areas every moment. Apparently everyone understood we were a special case. Didn't stop folks from enjoying the voyeurism of the situation, though.

A gasp was heard all around when Judy opened wide and took me into her mouth. That gasp got louder when her nose was in my pubic hair, her chin nudging my balls.

"Why can't you do that with me?" I heard one of the guys ask, apparently to his girlfriend. I didn't know, as I was too busy concentrating on what was being done to me.

I'd gotten just as used to people watching me have sex as Judy was. I'd be stupid as hell to call a halt to what was happening just because people could see. I'd have missed out on some pretty fucking spectacular sex if I'd have been afraid for people to see. With music, I'd been performing in front of others for years. This was just an extension of that. Yes, I was an exhibitionist, and proud of it.

Just as I'd gotten very good at reading Judy, she'd gotten good at reading me. She blew me right up to the edge, then pulled off, sitting back on her heels once more with an evil grin on her face. That grin said, "Two can play the tease game. How do you like it?"

Well, I certainly wasn't going to let her get away with that, especially with all these people watching. A lot of eyes were on me - well, still my cock, anyhow - waiting to see what I did next.

While Judy continued her smug smile, I moved forward and grabbed her, turning her so everyone could see her face. I then bent her over so her ass was to me, pushing my pants farther down, then pushing my cock forward and into Judy's soaking wet pussy.

The sound she made told me I'd fallen into her trap. This was exactly what she wanted. Yeah, yeah, I'd been manipulated, but I didn't really give a damn. It was what I wanted since she'd cum at band rehearsal. Let's face it, while Judy pouted at being brought to the edge and left there, I spent an awful lot of my days with her on a nearly constant edge. That I wasn't left with a chronic case of blue balls, was only due to the fact that Judy was my free-use woman. She had never complained when I needed release. Anywhere, anytime. I was sure it got a little old once in a while, that fact that almost everywhere we went, sex broke out. Judy appeared to love it, though.

I was glad of that as I started to fuck her, right there in public, in front of people I'd be spending quite a bit of time with now. Hell, chances were good most of them would get a shot at Judy at some point. Time would tell...

As I filled Judy's cunt with my load, a glance showed that a couple of the ladies were surreptitiiously grinding themselves to their own private little climax, while most of the guys wished they could haul out their meat and, if they weren't next for Judy's holes, at least rub one out, themselves.

Just as my last spurt filled Judy's pussy, her hole clamped down on me again and again while she climaxed, too. Once that was done, she crumpled to the floor. I didn't let her rest, though.

With a slap to her perfect butt, I told her, "Clean me up," Judy knew what that meant and got back up and applied her mouth once more to my slowly wilting cock.

"God, that's hot," I heard a girl say.

"Why don't you do that for me?" the voice I'd heard before said.

"Can I be next?" someone else called out, hopefully.

Of course, the fact that I was getting back into band meant I'd need to find time to practice. I could imagine myself doing just that, but while I had Judy's mouth on my cock and balls. It would make practicing a lot more fun...

I almost made the invitaion to find somewhere to have an orgy, but I preferred such things to occur more-or-less organically, rather than making myself feel like Judy's pimp. Therefore, I said nothing.

"Man, band's gonna be so much fun," I heard someone say excitedly.

When Judy had me cleaned up, I handed her some wipes to make an attempt at mopping up after herself. She did the best she could, then sat back while the rest of us talked a little longer.

A few got up and left, making excuses when I knew they were going off to fuck, or to at least give themselves a good wank... It happened around Judy.

When Judy and I finally started heading back to the terrarium, we passed a bulletin board. It advertised a yoga class. The first was that evening. "Wanna try it?" I asked...

 

[TopTierPrincess]

After wiping myself clean as best I could I took my seat on the floor. I sat right on my butt, with my feet apart & legs open. I didn’t want to go right away, it was always hard to be asked to move around after being fucked hard. Little by little our bandmates started to shuffle off to take care of their own business. The ones that were coupled up gave each other that distinctive look in each other’s eyes.

We were going to head back to our bubble, but stopped to take a look at the bulletin board on the way there. There were flyers for things like clubs & sports as well as a few local job offers. Regis saw one for a yoga class he suggested I could take. I was already pretty limber, but this would help me a lot with the other things on my schedule. So we punched it into my calendar.

Now outside I took the opportunity for a well earned chance to pee. I kicked some of the fresh snow over the part I’d relieved myself upon. This was the activity that made me feel the most degraded, as well as the one that most people seemed to love capturing. I couldn’t afford to be shy after having done it so many times, but still felt the same shame as the first time I’d emptied my bladder in public.

Next we drove to the nearest sporting goods store. I was freezing, & rushed inside despite how much the salt placed out front hurt my bare feet. The streak of my bare flesh amongst the winter coats of course drew much attention. People mostly reacted the same when seeing the famous permanently naked Judy, by staring & taking pictures. The crowd followed us through the store while I picked out a yoga mat. The pasty faced cashier was visibly nervous while he checked me out, both visually & transactionally.

I got back to campus just in time to wash off the sweat & sex from a couple hours ago. Once more I subjected my naked body to winter’s grasp while Regis & I walked over to the building that houses the yoga studio.

The other women were scantily clad, their pastel matching sets leaving little to imagination when it came to the shape of their bodies. Of course I wasn’t able to add to the pile of shoes stuffed with socks by the door, instead using the wipes to clean my bare soles. I looked at the big mirror & saw how my tanned skin stood out among the tight yoga outfits the girls wore.

I found a spot & laid down the pink mat I’d just bought for myself. The other girls were all a bit icy toward each other, but maybe it was because no one really knew each other yet. A small Asian woman entered the room, introducing herself to us as Mei. She let everyone get a bit more situated while asking who was here for their first class. A few hands went up, including mine. “Good, so we’ll keep it more simple today.”

Mei then put as through the work, having a room full of girls bending & contorting themselves every which way. All the other girls avoided exposing themselves even through splits we’d sometimes have to do, I often found myself shoving my pussy & butthole right into someone else’s view. Still, even though I was still the most exposed it was nice not to have everyone ogling my body for once, even though my body was the most fit looking in the room.

By the end of the class I’d worked up a real sweat. Regis had now come back to pick me up after class, & was treated to a view of 20 or so sweaty barely dressed women. But his was the only one who was completely naked, & he gave me a hug along with one of my wash cloths to wipe off some of my sweat. I put my hair up into a high pony, which was odd since I’d usually preferred to keep it down to cover at least some skin however I could.

I gulped down a bottle of cold water Regis brought me too. “Bye Judy!” “See you next week!” A couple of girls waved at me while they left. Some left on their own, others had their own partners waiting for them like I did. Reluctantly I was taken back outside, I wanted to be inside & cozy after such an active day & this was the only path to get there.

It had really been coming down in the hours I was inside, the snow was well above my ankles. I needed to really lift my feet to take every step. Regis walked in front to block some of it from my naked body, but it did little to help as I was feeling it from all angles. We pushed through it, & my whole body was pink when we made it inside.

Regis swept me off my feet, carrying me back to our beds. I was noticeably pooped, barely being able to do anything but sit on his lap. I rested my head on his shoulder occasionally feeling a hand run down my back or squeeze one of my butt cheeks.

He spent the rest of the evening watching tv, doing a little writing & preparation for the first day of classes tomorrow. All while his permanently naked girlfriend straddled him, floating in & out of sleep.

Regis kept his clothes on, even though I could feel something trying to poke me between my legs. I loved the feel of the soft sweatshirt with the warm body beneath against my chest & hard nipples. His jeans were more rough, but were now a foreign feeling to my legs & thighs.

I had no idea how long we spent like that, losing myself in having my body against his. To me it felt sudden, but to everyone else I was probably a couple hours in the making. I found myself being lifted, then my back hitting the bed. My legs then got pushed back, & I felt lube being applied to my puckered butthole. Regis’ pants dropped to the floor & took a dip in my defenseless pussy before taking the hole he’d prepped for himself.

 

[susurrus]

Judy seemed okay with the idea of yoga. I'd done yoga a few times before, and didn't mind it. When it came time to pick up mats and such, I got the distinct impression Judy assumed I meant just her. I'd have gladly gone along, but I also saw the looks some of the attendees gave me as they shuffled into the room, so I just held off. I'd have been the only male in the room, and while that wouldn't be a bad thing, necesarily. the icy glares told me some of the women thought I was there just to ogle their nethers in some of the potentially revealing positions yoga often puts you in.

So, anyhow, I just found myself a quiet corner and tried not to look like I was looking while the session went on.

Of course, to the best my knowledge, Judy hadn't done yoga before, and you could definitely tell her inexperience from that of so many of the others there. However, she didn't do badly. I found myself watching her more than any of the others, anyhow. I even caught the women behind Judy catching glimpses of Judy's treasures when in down-dog and a couple of the other butt-revealing poses.

The instructor spent more time with Judy than any of the others, trying to help with her form. Yes, she did help some of the other students, but it was pretty obvous that most of the people there had done this before.

When class was over, I got up to meet Judy and give her something to wipe down with. Yeah, there were some damn fine looking women in the class, but I had to use my imagination with them. With my Judy, no imagination required.

I made sure Judy was dried off well before we ventured back outside. She was toughened to the cold, but even so, stepping out into the cold and wind that was blowing right now, I was afraid even Judy's remarkable system wouldn't be able to withstand the strain.

The snow and blow had only increased since we'd been at the yoga class. Even though Judy was the toughest woman I knew, I pitied her at the moment. Maintenance hadn't been out to clear the walks yet. I assumed they were waiting for it to let up a little, figuring not many people would be out in something like this.

Yet, here we were...

I turned to Judy, gave her a hug and said, "Stay behind me. I'll try to plow a path for you and block some wind as best I can."

When I opened the door, the wind hit us in the face. It was anything but warm. And the snow was above ankle-high. Giving Judy one more glance, I nodded, then started toward our dorm, shuffling my feet to try and blaze a trail for Judy to follow in.

Every once in a while, I glanced over my shoulder to make sure Judy was okay. She did pretty well for most of the trip, but even with my attempts to plow a path, she was still forced to high-step it to prevent herself from just shuffling through like I was doing. Because of that, she got tired pretty quickly. We were within sight of the dorm and terrarium, sweet terrarium when I looked back and saw she'd slowed significantly. She shivered violently, desperatly trying to keep warm.

Rushing to her, I picked her up and carried her the rest of the way, into the warmth of the dorm and into our scant bit of privacy.

On the way to the aquarium and our beds, several people came over, "Is she okay?" I assured them she'd be fine, she just needed to get warmed up.

I debated taking her to the showers, like I had before. It'd done the trick, but I wasn't sure if I wanted to do that to her this time. Instead, I sat her on her bed, right under the hot-air vent and started rubbing her skin all over, trying to get the circulation going.

I told her, "Sit on your hands while I work on your feet." She placed her reddened fingers under her thighs as she sat and I cleaned, then began to vigorously rub her feet. I couldn't detect frostbite, but her toes were mighty cold. At one point, I opened my shirt and, one at a time, held Judy's feet to my chest. Motherfuck, they were cold. Still, I could take it. Christ, Judy was able to walk through this shit barefoot and nude. I could stand a little discomfort for her sake...

After a while, I told her, "If sitting on your hands isn't helping much, try putting them on my neck or shoulders. Those were protected from the cold." Her feet were feeling better by this time, so I put them down so she could reach me with her hands.

Damn, her fingers were still like ice. I let out a gasp when she laid her hands on me like I'd offered. Still, that was the only sound I made.

We, of course, had an audience for all this. A lot of it was folks just making sure Judy was alright. When a few of them realized there wasn't going to be a sex show, they lost interest and went on with what they'd been doing when we arrived.

Once I was convinced no permanent harm was done, I laid down with Judy, holding her close and lending her some of my body heat. That could have been better accomplished had I stripped off, but after having Judy's frigid feet and hands on me, I was pretty chilled, myself.

The next couple hours were spent just quietly taking it easy. Of course, eventually, such close proximity to Judy's nudity took its toll on me. Reaching for the lube, I slicked up Judy's little butt and myself and eased myself inside.

Judy never complained. She enjoyed being my free-use fuck slut, and even though I sometimes thought of her that way, I still - oddly - had tons of respect for her.
For a while, I just lay there, my cock buried as deep as it would go in Judy's tight butthole. After how cold she'd been a while ago, it was almost a surprise to find the inside still as warm and welcoming as ever.

There was no rush. I knew I could fuck as long as I liked. Alas, next morning was first day of the new semester, so I knew I couldn't - shouldn't, at least - stay up too late.

After a nice, leisurely fuck, I unloaded in Judy's ass, then rubbed her clit until she came.

Next morning, the scramble was on. I remembered what Day One had been first semester, and realized I had it figured out. Judy and I didn't have to be anywhere right away. At least, not yet. We'd have to stop by the art department and see what Justin had in mind for modeling. As it was, we had plenty of time.

Lots of looks from new people who weren't used to the naked girl yet, and the folks who stopped by to say "hi" made sure a hand got its greeting in, too.

First class was a new professor. Judy, of course, sat front-and-center, legs splayed as wide as the people either side of her would allow. When the professor stepped in and set his case down, he scanned the room. His gaze, of course, landed on Judy.

His eyes widened, then narrowed. His mouth set in a firm line. This wasn't a young professor. The man had obviously been around the block several times.

"I, as you already know, am Professor Gagarin. You learned that when you signed up for this class. Before anyone asks: Yuri Gagarin is my Great Uncle. For those of you who do not know who Yuri Gagarin is, I suggest you look him up... outside of class. I have been in this country since 1991, I received my naturalization papers in 1996. That all has very little to do with what I will be teaching in this class, but for those of you who want to complain about the 'damn Russian,' just remember: I am now one of you."

Turning his attention to Judy, he still spoke to the entire crowd. "I have been informed of a certain 'religion' being practiced at this college. I have never heard of it, I can find no mention of it anywhere, yet I am to understand it is legitimate and must be tolerated. To that, I have only one thing to say: Be thankful you are not living where I lived at your age."

With that, class began...