The Naked Countess Ii Ch 02

The Bare Essentials

Agent Arnold stood in front of the gates and tried his best to suppress his rising anxiety. He attempted the breathing exercises they taught him online, but they didn't seem to be working when competing with the sight of the colossal portal. It looked like it came from a sci-fi movie with its crude metal frame, generators, and control panels around it, as well as the blinking red lights all over its form.

He's never been to this ICA facility before. Or any other ICA facility besides his office in Nevada, for that matter. While his recent promotion had its perks, it surely added far more responsibilities. The upcoming mission seemed especially important and filled the former clerk with a mixture of stress and happiness. He was glad he'd see Leo again, but he also knew he couldn't screw up anymore. Sanflarians provided security themselves, but Arnold imagined the higher-ups wouldn't be pleased with him if he let something bad happen.

Arnold's thoughts were cut short when the portal began working, all of its lights turning on simultaneously and connecting into a beam of pure energy that filled the doorway to another reality in seconds. Shadows began appearing on the horizon one by one, and Arnold immediately felt the pressure in his pants as he saw the first one. It was Leo, and she was beautiful. The countess boldly stepped with the shining staff in her hands, holding her head up high and wiggling her hips as if to show off her bare, feminine figure to everyone around her. Whatever deities Sanflarians believed in, Arnold was sure this walk alone was enough for their blessing.

When the technicians finally lifted their eyes from the naked countess and began doing their job, the agents saw more people emerging from the portal. There was Araman, a stoic expression on his face. Then a couple of armed guards who still gave Arnold the creeps with their bulky armor. The two were closely followed by an additional translator, Araman's assistant, and, much to the agents' surprise, a nice-looking, athletic girl with pink hair and a wide smile on her face.

The Sanflarians stepped onto the asphalt and greeted the ICA staff. The agents were still trying to collect themselves since the male half was still astounished by Leo's and Lala's naked curves, while the female half humphed and nudged them in annoyance. Arnold, now full of excitement, made his way towards Leo, hoping she didn't forget him after so many weeks. It quickly turned out that she didn't.

"Hello, my trusted ally," Leo smirked while Arnold politely kissed her hand.

"Very nice to meet you."

"Oh, look who's not stuttering anymore. Hey, why are you so focused on my hands? I believe there's something else you'd like to touch more."

Before Arnold could react, the blonde put her staff behind her back and shook her breasts with an obvious suggestion. The agent asked whether it was appropriate, but Leo assured him they were well within their rights to greet each other how they liked. And she could tell Arnold would like that for sure. With this in mind, the blonde puffed out her chest and felt the agent's hands land on her tits. He groped and rubbed them for a second, making his nearby colleagues red with jealousy.

Suddenly, Leo hugged Arnold and told him to envelop his arms around her. He did so, enjoying the sensation of the soft, tan skin on her back. Yet the countess urged him to move a bit lower, and he couldn't resist. With awe, Arnold landed his palms right atop Leo's taut buttcheeks and began squeezing them as if giving the girl a massage. He could hear somebody calling him pervert from behind, but at that moment, he didn't care. Everything he wanted was right in front of him.

"T-thanks, you are very kind," he smiled nervously, realizing that his touching went for a bit too long.

"No problem. Although it does seem to me like you forgot something," Leo threw another naughty glance and nodded a little.

It was barely noticeable, but Arnold quickly realized what she meant. She was pointing at her tight, hairless vulva. At this point, the agent wanted to back away, but Leo jokingly reminded him that it'd be disrespectful and that this behavior will have "repercussions." Arnold wished to ask what kind of repercussions she meant, but instead his trembling hand slowly drifted towards Leo's pussy as if on its own.

Hormones took control of Arnold's body once more, making him forget himself while he stroked and caressed Leo's alluring slit. The girl didn't take a step back and didn't make her suggestion seem like a joke. Instead, she helped him by spreading her legs a little and commending his gentle touch.

"Wow, you're enthusiastic!" the countess finally smiled, seeing how much the agent enjoyed himself.

Suddenly Arnold was taken out of this fantasy by a cough. A bulky man with graying hair whom he knew as his captain stood behind him, clearly unamused. Arnold saluted the man and began mumbling something about Sanflarian culture and strange traditions.

"No worries, officer. It was my idea," Leo interjected. "I simply wanted for my friend to enjoy himself a little so he'd be able to stop thinking about my body and concentrate on more pressing matters. I'd say the first part was a success!"

Arnold nodded, then flinched as he felt Leo slapping his backside with a playful laugh. The captain grumbled a bit more but went away to discuss more important questions with Araman. Leo and Arnold chatted for a bit, until the agent asked why the blonde didn't introduce him to her naked friend. Leo was visibly surprised as she saw Lala still standing near the portal, waving to the technicians with a smile on her face. A smile that looked frozen, with the corners of Lala's mouth occasionally twitching like she tried to hide a nervous laugh.

"Must be one of her silly stunts. Lala likes to fool around, she's even more shameless than me in that regard!" Leo said, causing the ICA staff to blush as they imagined what a girl with even less shame could do.

"Hey, come here, stop pranking the poor locals!" Leo ascended back to the portal and led the pink-haired girl away from the gate by hand while she kept waving.

Arnold made sure to kiss Lala's hand as well, a little surprised by a blush spreading on her cheeks. Although it could've been an illusion created by her make-up, which she had plenty of. To her credit, it was the only thing the girl was wearing. No shoes, no jewelry, nothing else. She must've been a fan of Leo's style. Even her pigtails were created by tying the hair, not using hairbands. Still, there was a contrast between the two, as Leo didn't even have any make-up or hairdye on, once again making her seem even more naked in comparison.

"Oh, right, hello!" the girl said and suddenly hugged the agent, his face getting right between her large, enticing breasts.

At first he was excited. Feeling these large, soft spheres pressing against him was a beautiful sensation. But soon Arnold started feeling something else: Lala's hands. Her grip was so strong the agent could barely breathe, and it was getting worse every second!

"Stop, silly. You'll traumatize him, and he won't hug a woman again!" Leo half-seriously broke this bearhug, and Lala began to apologize, still keeping that awkward smile on her face.

"It's okay. At least it mixes pain with pleasure," Arnold said but still took a step back.

Leo landed her hand on Lala's shoulder and softly caressed her bare skin. She must've noticed the pink-haired girl getting a bit too excited and decided to calm her down. After all, it was Lala's first mission, and it wasn't that hard to believe there was plenty of stress under that cheerful face.

"Don't be mad at her," the blonde said to Arnold when Lala stepped away to collect herself. "Everyone deals with jet lag differently."

"Must've been one hell of a jet lag," he laughed it off, rubbing his back.

The group eventually gathered on the spacious road between the facility's gloomy buildings and headed towards the parking lot, where a car prepared by ICA was already waiting for them. Leo pulled giggling Lala close and did the same with Arnold, now walking arm in arm with both her friends. Before the Sanflarians could even approach the fence, they had to cover their eyes. A blizzard of white sparks engulfed everything in front of them, accompanied by constant talking and camera clicks.

There were dozens of reporters and journalists. Every media outlet in the US must've sent their people here to try and talk to the arriving aliens. Leo boldly walked into this crowd first, shaking her tits right into their lenses. Lala did the same, although her movements still looked a bit stiff and wooden. The countess laughed at her shyness, thinking that the pink-haired girl must've been very kind and reluctant to stun everyone with her looks.

"Don't worry, we'll be here for the entire week. They'll have to get used to our naked bodies."

The blonde then saw a man running right in front of her and getting an impressive closeup of her front side.

"That's right. And don't you dare hide this beauty with black bars, you hear me?!" Leo shouted with a challenge, to which the photographer nodded with a horny smile.

Araman and his guards stepped right beside the trio and got bombarded by questions. These ranged from reasonable inquiries about their deal to moronic accusations of sexism and barbaric treatment of women. The delegates made sure to ignore it and quickly walked towards the car while the ICA staff held off the nosy crowd.

"That must be our car, huh?" Leo asked, raising her eyebrow.

Indeed, this transport was hard to miss. It was a truck-sized orange electrovan with rounded edges and a row of seats on its roof, protected by a short fence.

"We, um, tried to replicate Sanflarian vehicles as much as we could. Since you decided to travel on foot to preserve your technologies, ICA wanted to give you as much comfort as possible," Arnold explained to the surprised guests.

They were not impressed.

"What a crude mockery of our designs," Leo frowned, but then suddenly gave Arnold a thumbs-up. "I appreciate the thoughtfulness, though."

The van's door slid open, and the delegation began boarding. Lala, who was suspiciously silent throughout their walk, hurried to get inside, but Leo stopped her.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"Um, to the car?" the pink-haired girl replied with innocence in her eyes.

In response, Leo pointed at the roofless seats above them.

"You sure it'll be a good idea?" Lala asked with another giggle, "I mean, safety and all."

"Oh, not you too. I've heard people whining about my safety all the time in Nevada. And guess what? I'm still here. So get your pretty ass on that roof!"

Lala reacted with a nod and began climbing with a couple of motivational buttslaps from Leo. The countess followed closely after, blessing the entire crew with a bottom-up view on her backside. These seats were far from luxurious, but the girls agreed that the sunlight and the wind on their bare skin more than made up for it. Araman shook his head but decided not to argue with a higher-ranking noble and went inside, signaling that they were ready.

"San Francisco, here we come!" Leo exclaimed, standing near the fence and holding it with both hands along with Lala.

The van began moving, finally scaring off the journalists that surrounded it from all sides. Leo and Lala made sure to wave to the photographers and shake their curves at parting. The crowd below nearly stumbled on each other as they tried to get the best pictures, allured by the fit, naked girls standing on the car's roof like statues on an exhibition. Leo didn't have anything against that. She knew that this amazement would be shared by many, many more folks as the naked girls drive through the city like this, their figures free to be ogled and admired by everyone.

They quickly left the highway behind and turned to the busy streets of San Francisco. The roads were lined with skyscrapers, colorful houses closely packed together, and fancy venues trying their best to attract patrons with ad signs. The contrast to the gray, boring ICA facility was palpable. This city looked vibrant, alive with people and businesses alike, its crowded roads leading them around like veins carry a person's lifeblood.

Lala held onto the railing and braced herself for the van's speed. Leo did the opposite, turning on the music from an inbuilt radio and enjoying the moment.

"Come on, breathe it in! Not literally though. The air here is very dirty!" the blonde nudged her friend and began dancing to a Sanflarian song blasting through the speakers.

Her hips hypnotically swayed to the rhythm while her breasts jumped up and down, as if supporting their owner. The passersby pointed and turned their heads, the drivers honked in unison with the loud music, and people opened their windows with their phones to take a picture. All attention was on the naked girls, who waved to the crowds below them like they were on a parade. Lala got all giggly from being the center of attention while Leo kept showing off her moves, bending her back and raising her legs despite the van's speed.

"I... I'm not sure it's safe, my lady," the pink-haired girl said carefully.

"Oh, don't be boring. What's with you today? We'll have enough time to be serious later. Now we need to demonstrate a fun side of Sanflaria, one that everyone here will remember!"

With these words, the blonde let go of the railing and fully gave herself to the dance. She was spinning and whirling across the roof like a dervish, consumed by the rhythm and the crowd's aroused comments. She got plenty of reactions, especially when the van slowed down or stopped at a traffic light. Some looked with joy, some with surprise, others with scorn, but one thing was clear: Sanflarian culture will surely get more popular after today.

"Come on, lighten up a little!" the countess said, seeing that Lala was only slightly wiggling her hips, the rest of her figure unmoving.

Before the pink-haired girl could protest, Leo suddenly lunged at her and attacked with her most powerful move: tickles. Lala's smile turned into a crazed fit of laughter, and her entire body began twitching from the blonde's pressure. The athlete tried to keep her hands on the railing at first, but gave up and tried her best to fight back against this torture. The two began sexily wrestling atop the van, cheered on by the horny onlookers.

The blonde kept jumping and ducking, constantly sticking her palms under Lala's armpits or near her ribs. The pink-haired girl dashed forward, aiming to finally end her suffering, but her bare leg got caught in-between the railings, which gave Leo even more room. Gasping, the bodyguard swayed around and somehow fended off her enemy. The two traded half-serious attacks, and this time, Leo was the loser: having lunged at Lala too fast, she lost her footing and got her upper body stuck in-between the railings, including her impressive chest.

"I think I'll have to teach you some manners, m'lady!" the bodyguard bowed with mockery and raised her hand up high.

Knowing Leo wasn't afraid of tickles, Lala came up with another way to punish her. As soon as the blonde tried to move, Lala's palm hit her backside and bounced away from its taut muscles. The pink-haired girl lowered her hand again, then again, and again, smacking Leo's butt like it was pain tolerance training. The countess struggled and swore, causing the van driver to poke his head out of the window to check whether everything was okay.

"Oh, we're alright, just showing locals our Sanflarian traditions... A-a-a-a-h you bitch!"

Realizing that she couldn't go backwards, Leo did the only logical thing and launched herself forward instead.

"My lady, wait!" Lala called out, but it was too late.

The blonde disappeared behind the van's wall, causing the blushing and terrified bodyguard to lean over the railing and look for her friend. Thankfully, Leo jumped back onto the roof right beside her, having pulled herself up by the fence while giving the passengers a surprising glance at her nude body. She quickly got Lala with a foot sweep, but instead of using a hold, she opted for a warm hug instead.

"Ha, I win again. No manipulations this time!"

"Still not fair, I demand a rematch!" Lala giggled, cuddling up to her lady when they both landed into one of the seats.

"You'll get it soon, no worries. Had a bit of fun?"

"Yes, but, um, could you not scare me like this anymore? It was very stressful, seeing you jump off," Lala had this awkward giggling fit again, still worried.

"Don't worry, I'd never do that if I weren't confident I'd make that trick work. Why are you looking at me like that? Listen, I get it. You're a bodyguard, and you're treating this role seriously. But it doesn't mean you cannot keep being my silly bestie as well!"

"Yeah. True, true," Lala replied somewhat unconfidently, making it seem like there was a different reason for her nervousness.

The blonde didn't pry. She simply didn't have time since the van reached their hotel. Araman went inside while Arnold waited for the nude girls to come down, either being a gentleman or simply wanting to get that bottom-up view once more. The delegation couldn't be thankful enough that Earthians didn't leak which hotel they were staying in, so there was no press around. Just a handful of stunned guests and passersby, most of whom weren't even sure whether it was a Sanflarian visit or a bizarre ad campaign.

The hotel made a good first impression. Even if its luxurious suites were no match for Sanflarian chambers, they was still a welcome end to this tiresome road. The staff was quite polite, obviously having been warned about whom they'll be meeting today. The young man at the reception escorted the delegates to their room with a wide smile on his face, trying not to ogle Leo's and Lala's naked curves. The blonde still caught him glancing once, but it was a good try.

But the best part was meeting their personal cleaning crew. It consisted of two beautiful, petite girls in their early twenties. One was a short-haired blonde, the other had long, brown hair. When Arnold saw the two in the corridor for the first time, he froze and nearly turned around on pure reflex. He was impressed by the youtful spark in their eyes, by the careless smiles on their faces, and, most of all, by the fact that both of them were completely naked.

"H-hello," the agent said with a nod, unsure of what to make of them.

"Oh, aren't you two just adorable? Good job, that's the best kind of uniform a woman can wear anytime!" Leo locked her palms together, savoring their company.

The cleaners giggled as they passed the group by, carrying their supplies to the closet.

"We knew you'd like it, Lady Eleonora," one of them said in a cute tone. "We were hired especially for cleaning your rooms, our dear guests. The management said we had to... adjust our uniforms so you all could be nice and comfortable in our company, he-he."

"Tell them we're happy with their choice," the blonde smacked their naked butts and positively reacted to how taut they were. The cleaners let out a chuckle and disappeared behind the corner, continuing to do their duties with playful vigor.

"We see you've prepared well," Araman said to Arnold, "it's a good sign for your agency. After all, those who want respect must give it first."

The agent told him the US always respected Sanflarian laws and culture, making it seem like he knew what he was talking about. In reality, the nude cleaning crew was entirely the hotel's idea. Still, it was nice to see that they had ICA's back.

After some formal discussion, the delegation spread to their rooms, preparing for a lunch in a nearby restaurant. Araman planned to run his points a couple more times before the upcoming meeting tomorrow, and the girls would have another chance to see more of Earthian culture. And show off their own along with their bodies.