This is an account of Claire and I's year after high school... at least in our fantasy world. We talked about doing something like this during our senior year in high school, but for obvious reasons, it was too complicated to accomplish. I've had requests for a fictional account of Claire and I's antics, and this seemed like the perfect idea. This is how we wanted our year after high school to be. Enjoy!
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Claire and I started our senior years shortly thereafter the last story left off (Chapter 5). It did end up being weird walking into school that first day, after Claire and I had walked in there nude on more than one occasion late at night. No one ever caught us there like that, but rumors did float around the school about our antics. Claire had been going around town nude like it was normal to be like that, including going to gas stations and 7-11's. Even though it was completely safe for her, word got around that she and I were nudists. It was a little uncomfortable for a little while, but eventually it all blew over.
For the most part our senior year was pretty uneventful nudist wise. We still did everything we could in the nude outside of school, and sometimes in school late at night. The weekends were still our favorite times as we would spend the entire time in the nude, going to beaches, clubs, and even camping one time.
Life was pretty good, but like all good things they must come to an end eventually. First it was looking for college's, then it was dealing with graduation. I had no idea what I wanted to go to college to be, and neither did Claire. The best I could come up with was majoring in business and just figuring it out as I went along. My parents were really concerned at this point, cause they thought it was really important that I figure it out before I left. Eventually they suggested that I take a year off before college to figure it all out. I was totally shocked that they would be open to something like that, so I took them up on their offer immediately. Once Claire heard what I was doing, she convinced her parents to let her do the same thing.
We both had the year to figure it out, but we still didn't know how we would figure it out. We thought it might be best to go live on our own, but we didn't have enough money to do that. Claire found a great house for rent on this tiny island off the coast of Spain that was famous for its "liberal" ways. The island was no bigger than a small city, but was surrounded by beautiful beaches, that just happened to be all nude. In fact from what we could tell, the whole island was known for its liberal attitude to nudity. We thought it might be a great place to spend some time. But we still didn't have the money to pay for it.
Claire told her family about it, tell them it would be a good place for us to "find" ourselves. Her parents eventually talked to my parents and decided that they would pay the rest for the house for us, if we got jobs to pay for everything else. The only catch was that we had to let them visit a couple times, which we gladly accepted.
Everything was starting to fall into place. We rented the house the next day. We left the day after graduation, and had the house till the following June. It was a really nice place. 2 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms on a cliff overlooking a large bay. We were both very excited, and couldn't wait to leave.
Graduation came, and Claire decided to celebrate by going naked under her robe during the ceremony. She told me she was going to do it, but I didn't believe her till she showed me that night. No one was the wiser, but a few people did have some suspicions. I didn't do anything that crazy, even though I was jealous of Claire for having the guts to do it.
We left the next day on a flight to Madrid and then caught a ferry to the island. It was a long trip, much longer than I thought it would be. But we eventually made it to the house. The view was much better in person than from the pictures we saw. The house sat on what looked like a couple acres of land right up against the cliff looking over the ocean. It was paradise, and it was our home for the next year.
The island was definitely liberal. On our way to the house we spotted numerous people just walking about either topless or nude coming from the beaches and such. Even on our way through town we spotted several women in bikini's going about their shopping.
The island is really small, so small you could walk from one side to the other. But there are still lots of shops to buy food and the town had everything we'll need for the next year.
Claire and I wasted no time in getting comfortable. We dumped all our suitcases in our rooms and got naked as quickly as we could. We opened up the house to let some air in, and let in all that ocean breeze. There was no air conditioning, so the breeze was all we had. It made staying naked almost a necessity.
Once we were unpacked we were starving from the trip, so we wanted to head into town to get some food for the house and maybe grab dinner. The house came with a couple bikes so we decided to bike into town. We both didn't want to push our limits so fast here, so we both put on bikini's for the trip. We wanted to go topless or even nude, but we thought we should see how people react to this first.
As we biked to town we spotted several topless people and a couple nudes along the road to the beach, probably coming from there. Once we got into town we parked the bikes and headed for the grocery store. It felt odd walking in there in a bikini, but then again we followed a woman wearing nothing but a bikini top and a skirt, so we felt alright. We gathered a bunch of food and grabbed dinner at a local restaurant and headed home.
Once we were home we got rid of the little clothing we were wearing and vowed that we wouldn't wear anything more than a bikini for the rest of the trip. We both went to bed that night very happy and eager at what the next year would bring.
We both got up early that next day and headed into town to find ourselves a couple jobs to help pay for bills and food. I found a life-guarding job at a local beach, which was great for me cause that meant I could literally stay nude while at work. Claire ended up getting a job as a waitress at the restaurant we ate at the night before. So we were both set and excited at our new lives.
We both had some time to kill before starting our new jobs, so we wanted to take full advantage and spend every waking moment on the beach. Our house sat on a cliffside, but there was a beach just a few minutes down the road. We left the house nude and went down the beach that first day, and discovered the most beautiful beach we had ever seen. It stretched for miles, and was almost deserted. The waves crashed along the untouched shoreline, it had to be one of the most serene places I had ever been to. We spent the next couple days soaking up the sun and relaxing before work started the following Monday.
Monday eventually came, and Claire and I had to start our new jobs. We both started around 9, so we both ended up leaving at the same time. The only difference was that I left in the nude, and she had to wear a shirt and skirt. Needless to say, she was jealous of the dress code at my job. She complained about it everyday, as she waited on couples that were half naked themselves or at least close to it. The owner didn't care what she wore as long as she didn't upset the guests. So Claire started wearing less and less into work. She started with just a bikini top and skirt and eventually she settled into just a bikini.
So we settled in. Both of us liked our jobs. They weren't too stressful, and it paid for what we needed. We both worked full time, but that still left plenty of time to soak up the sun and just be generally lazy.
That Friday, I got off from work early and headed into town to grab a bite to eat before heading back to the house for the weekend. We were both off that weekend so we were both looking forward to spending the entire time naked and pushing our limits at our new home. I decided to start early so I thought I'd visit Claire at work and tease her a bit.
I had brought with me to work a long t-shirt so I decided to wear that. The shirt came to just below my bare ass, and if I moved too quickly it would fly up and expose my pussy lips or my ass. It was mostly obvious that I wasn't wearing anything underneath the shirt, especially to Claire, but to others it was only obvious when I bent over or raised my arms up. It felt so naughty to be walking through town barefoot knowing this was all I had on. It turned me on knowing that other people might be wondering if it was the only thing I had on. The only stares I got were from the guys, and Claire when I showed up at the cafe. Mostly it seemed pretty normal, and most people hardly noticed or cared if I had only this on.
"Look at the exhibitionist we've got here. Strutting your stuff through town to see if you'll get any reaction?", Claire asked.
"Nope, just off from work early. I thought I'd come visit you for lunch", I said.
"I guess your naked underneath that shirt?", Claire asked.
I nodded and raised my arms over my head to flash her my pussy before quickly tugging my shirt down. Several of the other guests turned and smiled, but no one seemed to care.
"Oops", I said. "I must have forgot to put anything on underneath this today."
Laughing at my antics Claire said, "Funny girl. Do you want something to eat?"
"Yeah, got anything back there for little old me?", I asked.
"Yeah, I'll go grab you a sandwich. I'll be right back", said Claire.
Claire looked especially hot today in her bikini. Her suit consisted of nothing more than a few scraps of fabric being held together by a couple strings. She wasn't wearing one of her thongs, I imagine that would be too much for work, but it was pretty skimpy. Her ass was just barely covered by the bottom of her suit, and I swear I could make out her pussy lips from the front. The top only really covered her nipples, and the rest of her large tits were straining the strings that held the top together. The suit almost looked a size too small for her as every part of her looked to be struggling to get out.
I sat down at one of the tables next to the bar. A chill went through me as my bare ass touched the cold chair. Sitting there I noticed a few patrons having lunch. Some looked like they had come from the beach and were wearing suits, or cover ups and such. I imagined a lot of people came in and out of here in various stages of undress. I began to wonder if anyone had the guts to come in here naked. Thinking about it turned me on. I could feel my pussy starting to get wet as I sat there nearly naked myself in the cafe. Just then Claire came out with my lunch. She sat down opposite me while I ate.
"How long till you get off?", I asked Claire.
"About 5. What are you going to do the rest of the day?", asked Claire.
"Well, I'm going to go home and get out of this shirt", I said while tugging at my shirt and trying to make Claire jealous. "Then I don't know. Maybe masturbate about that walk through town I just had. Or maybe about the flash I gave you earlier."
"Don't tire yourself out too much. I have big plans for us this weekend. I want to push our limits and see how far we can go", Claire said.
"I can't wait", I said.
"Me either. I'm sick of wearing this damn bikini. I can't wait to get home so I can go nude", said Claire.
"Has anyone come in here naked before? I noticed people in suits and stuff, anyone not bothered with a coverup when leaving the beach and come in here naked?", I asked.
"You're the closest to naked anyone's been in here. But I have seen a few people walking by through town in see thru coverups. Thats not naked, but its pretty close", she said.
"Hmm... I was just wondering. Maybe I can be the first", I said while giving Claire a mischievous look. I then lifted my shirt and gave her a quick flash of my naked tits.
"Save it for later", Claire said. "Anyway, I gotta get back to work. I'll see you later at the house."
"Alright", I said.
I finished my lunch and headed back to the house. I so wanted to leave my shirt on the table for Claire as a prank, and then walk back naked. But I heeded Claire's words and paced myself. Once I got out of town though, I ripped off my shirt and walked back the rest of the way naked. With no one on the road, I didn't see any point in not going naked.
