Tanning 2

[[Set in the Roommates Universe where campus rules have been discovered allow nudity and sex acts anywhere on campus with only a few exceptions. The exceptions being certain instances where protective clothing is needed like in labs or participating in certain sports. These stories are standalone adventures in there. While knowledge of the other stories may add to your reading, it's not necessary.]]

It was such a beautiful day outside. Normally, I was a bit of a prude. But it was just too nice not to take advantage of, especially considering most people were in class. The quad of my building was rarely used, since we had several nice fields and parks on campus. But I decided to lay out and work on my tan. My all over tan.

Setting up in the corner I set my backpack down then slowly started to strip. I untied my sneakers, pulling my socks off and stuffing them at the bottom of my bag so they wouldn't get my clothes dirty. I pulled my shirt and shorts off, folding them neatly and packing them inside as well. I looked around nervously. I had never been nude outside my room. But I'd seen so many women walking around the dorm just carelessly bare. Even in class and on campus. Two girls had come into my discussion group last week without a stitch. They sat next to each other in the chair circle with their legs spread apart, as if they were allergic to modesty. Surely I could do that here where there were barely a handful of people, right?

Not that I was covering much right now standing there in my lavender g-string panties and thin bra. The bright midday sun nearly turned them transparent already. I gathered my courage, grabbing my panties by the sides - shoving them down, stepping out of them, before folding them and stuffing them in the bag. I had shaved this morning so my slit was easily seen. Finally I reached behind me, undid the clasp, and pulled off my bra placing my final covering in my backpack before zipping it closed. Locking away all of my clothing from easy reach.

My nipples tingled as they felt the pleasant heat of the sun on them for the first time. I carefully laid out my towel, not realizing until I was done that in doing so I'd bent over facing the main windows looking in with my legs spread and ass in the air. Well, anyone there now had an intimate knowledge of my anatomy. Finally I slowly spread suntan lotion over my entire body. Working down my arms and shoulders I took extra care on my firm breasts. Cupping and massaging the lotion in, making sure I didn't miss any spots. My nipples were like diamonds by the end and I'd attracted the attention of a nearby girl who sat up to watch my show.

She was very attractive and topless herself, though she still had on a pair of panties. She came over and offered to do my back for me. I obliged and covered my stomach and legs before being surprised as her hands moved to my ass. In a daze I squirted more of the lotion on my hands as my hand slid between my legs to coat my pussy. Her fingers worked deep into my cheeks before she surprised me by spreading them apart and making sure to cover inside the gap. My own fingers slid inside me involuntarily, focused less on protection and more on pleasure.

Without realizing it I was standing there completely naked and jilling myself off for anyone to watch. I likely would have given a real sinful performance if her hands hadn't moved away from me having finished with my butt. This dragged me out of my lust filled stupor and I demurely returned the favor, covering her back before she thanked me and went back to her spot.

My libido was roaring. Minutes ago I'd never been nude outside my room. Now I'd almost danced on my fingers to completion for anyone in the dorm to see. My nipples begged for attention and my juices ran down my thighs. Somehow I managed to control myself and lay down on my back, spreading my legs to try and let the air cool my burning loins. My toes curled in pleasure as I thought about how fully exposed I was. For the first time my entire nude form was revealed freely to the world. Worse, I was laying out in an open area, my legs parted, my clothes locked away, so every inch was offered up to any interested eye, or lens. My hands repeatedly clenched as I willed myself not to touch myself. I had seen more than one girl imprudently touching herself in public lately. It normally drew a crowd, many recording the spectacle. I didn't want my most intimate moment to have an audience and be saved for posterity.

At least not yet.

After twenty minutes of basking, I rolled over. I hissed softly in pleasure as my excited nipples rubbed across the towel below me. Even that minor caress set my arousal off again. I folded my arms in front of my face, laid my head on them, and parted my legs trying just to focus on the feel of sun on my skin.

I must have drifted off as suddenly I was being shaken awake by my friend who reminded me I had to be at work in ten minutes. I was a campus tour guide and it would take me all of that time just to get across to where the visitors congregated. In a panic I quickly stuffed my towel in my backpack, slinging it over my shoulder, and dashed across campus.

I made it to my group with just seconds to spare. Bent over, hands on my knees, I panted. It was only after a few moments that realization spread over me. I was buck naked in front of a group of strangers, most of whom didn't really know about the campus and its recent turn towards casual nudity. Worse, I had just streaked across campus, showing who knows how many people every inch of my body and likely giving them all a pleasant show as my bare body bounced enticingly in the effort. I bit my lip as arousal washed over me, clenching my fists as I tried to control my rising libido at this new exposure.

A litany of questions assaulted me. I explained how the campus had a very casual stance on female nudity and sexuality. How it was becoming more and more common. This was confirmed to them as in my presentation several more women walked by in the distance half or fully naked. I further explained that it was even common for women to take advantage of the feelings that being exposed tended to cause in them, sometimes touching themselves without regard for who might be watching. And that this was taken as an invitation to watch or record the women surrendering to their lust.

The questions grew increasingly more explicit. Yes, with consent men were allowed to touch them as well. No, it was not allowed for men to walk around naked or touch themselves as this was not as culturally accepted. However, yes if given consent a man could lick or penetrate her to help her enjoy her urges. But he was expected to cover up upon completion. Yes, there was exceptions as well if women wanted to give oral sex in public or to allow the man to fuck her tits. Yes, it was accepted that this meant sometimes women walked around marked by their last encounter. Public showers were slowly being installed in case a woman wanted to clean up - in general or from their trysts.

Yes, women could attend class or walk around the dorm nude. They could spend their entire college career bare to the world as long as they were on campus. Yes, considering the college was the largest employer in the area, local businesses and the town had also begun to relax and adopt the rules.

Describing all of this only further ramped up my libido. Before today only my doctor and a handful of lovers had seen me naked. Now not only had I flashed who knows how many people across campus and in my own dorm, but I had dozens of people studying my body from only a few feet away. Worse after I had explained that it was acceptable to do so multiple phones had risen up to capture me in all my glory.

Finally it was too much for my overloaded sense, so I closed my eyes and gave in to my need fearlessly. My fingers spread apart my slit, rubbing along it fervently before settling on my excited clit. I quickly began stroking it as my other hand twisted and tugged my nipple. My moans increased in volume, my toes curled into the soft earth beneath me in pleasure. I quickly laid down on the ground, spreading my legs as my fingers went to town on my intimate areas. I thought about all those people watching my most guarded moment. They all now had personal knowledge of what pleased my body. Worse, several of them were preserving it for posterity. Reflecting on my wanton behavior only fueled my lust. This morning I woke up prude, demure, modest. Now I was a shameless slut, getting myself off for an audience of strangers as if the concept of modesty was alien to me. It should have humiliated me, degrading myself for them, but somehow it thrilled and emboldened me. I lifted my crotch up, humping the air as I drove myself over the edge.

My eyes burst open and were greeted with a hushed crowd in a circle around me, all taking in my show with awe. Toes curling, nipples painfully aroused, I thrust one final time towards the sky before letting out a keening moan and cumming for all of them to see. My fingers danced across my slit for a few more moments, drawing out the beautiful agony for a second smaller orgasm before I had to pull them away.

Panting, disheveled, and reeking of sex I was displayed immodestly before them. Finally I gathered myself, wiping my fingers off in the grass before standing up sheepishly.

"So, uh, who's ready to see the rest of campus?"

There was general laughter. Then two girls decided to be brave, whipping off their shirts and unhooking their bras. Stuffing them in their bags, proudly topless. They stayed close to me as we walked around, talking about how much they were looking forward to attending now and fully embracing the casual nudity lifestyle once they were here. They giggled, playfully groping each other from time to time much to the enjoyment of the boys in the tour group.

After we concluded the tour the two both hugged me, our excited nipples caressing against each other before they reluctantly put their shirts back on and left. It was only then I realized that I could have put my own clothes on at any time. I'd grown so comfortable in my skin that the thought hadn't even crossed my mind until then. What kind of harlot was I turning into?

My friend from earlier joined me, surprised to find me still naked. We had plans to go out for dinner and a drink at a place just off campus. One which just happened to be accepting of the new campus behaviors towards nudity. I shrugged and set off with her just as I was to her amazement. I enjoyed the newfound confidence of walking around in only my skin. Plus the pleasing tingles trailing down my spine as people ogled me in the all together.

I was already fantasizing about finding new places to explore my sexuality. What if I sat on my favorite bench outside the cafeteria at lunch time, just touching myself for thousands to watch? Or what would my study partner think if I showed up at his room with only my materials - leaving all my clothing behind and far from my reach? Finally I wondered if that cute TA for my spanish class would progress from just flirting with me. What if I sat in the front row with my legs splayed open, offering myself up for her gaze. Maybe after class we could spend a little time licking each other's most intimate places. Maybe I could even convince her to shed her inhibitions as we explored each other out in the sun for all to watch.

I shivered in arousal as the various fantasies went through my head. To think one accident had opened up a world of sexual opportunity for me. No longer would I be a prude. Not to say I would spend all my time running around bare assed, I'm not sure I was ready for that yet. Plus having these moments of sinful adventure in between being covered felt more titillating. The thought of having someone look at me while fully dressed, not knowing what wanton behavior they'd seen me engaged in previously but knowing that beneath it all I was a shameless slut at my core. I couldn't wait to be deliciously deviant.

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