Author's note- So this series has taken a little detour from topless lifeguarding but I promise it's back in this chapter, it'll just take some buildup first. This one follows Jacob. I think this story can be read on its own but it'll of course make more sense if you read the whole series. Enjoy!
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So living in a free-use clothing optional dorm was fucking awesome. I did have to actually study and go to class a lot of the time, but it was so great to come home and fuck Jamie or Tiffany. The free use part was still in its trial program but it had my vote.
But about those classes- I was getting really into my media studies class surprisingly. Everyone had to take an art elective, so I picked the human body in media. We were a couple weeks into the semester and we'd already covered a couple of major nude artworks- Michelangelo's David, Da Vinci's Vitruvian Man, the Birth of Venus, etc. We'd started on the Renaissance but today we moved on to a new unit- contemporary gendered nudity. I wasn't sure what that meant yet but I liked the sound of it.
The students' murmurs died down as the professor took the podium. Professor Hall was in her mid-40s, a redhead who still rocked a great chest. I'm sure she was a knockout when she was younger but I wasn't afraid to admit that she could still get it. Today, she was wearing a dress with a low-cut v. I could even see the middle sides of her breasts a bit.
"Good morning class, today kicks off our unit on contemporary gendered nudity. I'd like to start us off with a visual aid," she said.
I looked up at the projector screen. The image didn't change. I looked back down at the professor and she had lifted up both of her boobs. They stayed up, letting everyone completely see her breasts.
"Dresses featuring breasts have been depicted in European artwork, though it's debated if these styles were actually worn. Topless fashion had a brief moment in 1960s America, but most public displays were publicity stunts. Though toplessness itself was not always sexualized, with certain cultures including topless women in either day-to-day wear or ceremonial dress," the professor explained.
"The goal for this unit is for you to explore how nudity, specifically gendered nudity, is perceived in our culture today. Your assignment won't be to study this in a book, but to go out and capture this phenomenon in the medium of your choosing. This could be writing, photography, video, sculpture, it's really up to you."
That didn't sound too bad. Considering where I live, it's super easy to find a naked person. I can just ask Jamie for a photo.
"Today's lecture will dive into contemporary trends such as the #Freethenipple movement, and at the end of class you'll partner up for your assignment. You'll be required to partner with someone of the opposite sex to gain their perspective," she said.
Shit. I looked around- I didn't know any of the girls in my class. This was an elective that anybody could take so the gender ratio was about even. I could be matched with anyone.
Professor Hall continued the lecture, all with her tits out, which was a nice distraction. I watched them sway as she turned to write on the board and tried to keep my mind off of the ticking clock of choosing a partner.
The class finally ended. Professor Hall tucked her boobs back in and packed up her things. I put my stuff in my backpack and got up. I could see the other students talking to each other, already finding partners. I was in the middle of a row and clumps of people on either side were preventing me from leaving. I was standing, waiting with my backpack on when a girl stood up in the row. As she stood, she quickly became taller than me- I guess I didn't notice her height when she was sitting down. She was on the skinnier side, but clearly athletic. I think I'd seen her in class before but hadn't gotten a good look at her. She looked down at me.
"Are you still looking for a partner?" she asked.
"Oh, yeah I am. You want to be my partner?"
"Yes, that's why I asked that." She reached out her hand.
"Tori," she said.
"Jacob. Would you want to meet at my dorm today?"
"Sure, give me your number and we'll figure it out."
I handed her my phone. I wondered how well-known my dorm's nudity was.
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Sure enough, Tori arrived that night to study. I was hanging out naked but threw on some clothes to go let her in.
I met her at the entrance and luckily no naked people were around. We exchanged a polite hug and I led her to my room. I had to be careful because even though I was tall, she was taller and my head came right up to her chest.
We almost made it back without an issue when Jamie came walked out of her room stark naked.
"Jacob!"
She ran up and gave me a French kiss while grabbing my dick.
"What's up with the clothes?" she asked. She kept her left hand on my dick while gesturing with the right.
"I was meeting a guest. This is Tori," I said.
"Jamie," she said as she extended her right hand. Tori politely shook it but was looking down at Jamie's tits, a little shocked at the exchange.
"I'm sorry Jamie, but we gotta get to studying," I said. She gave me a frown.
"Okay, but let me know when you're done later, or if you need a little help studying," she said. She stroked my dick one last time before removing her hand and walking away.
We opened the door to my room.
"Sorry I didn't warn you about that, I was hoping to avoid her today," I told Tori. We set our stuff down and I arranged some chairs for us.
"Was that your girlfriend?"
"No, but we're close. This dorm is pretty open about sex and nudity," I explained.
"I heard it was clothing optional but I thought that was just a rumor, or at least that no one did it."
We took out our laptops and set up on either side of my desk.
"Well, Jamie is pretty outgoing, at least she is these days. Ever since Tiffany helped her go topless at work."
"Work?" Tori asked.
"Oh, lifeguarding at the city pool. I worked there with her."
"I guess that makes sense. I mean it's not like you wore a shirt while working."
"Right. Wait, that's actually pretty good for our assign-" I knocked over an open beer and it poured out over Tori. She screamed as I grabbed our laptops out of harm's way but somehow successfully poured more beer on her.
"I'm so sorry!! Go to the showers, and don't worry, the laptops are okay. Come on, let's get you cleaned up," I said.
"Why do you have an open beer!"
"I must've forgotten it from yesterday, I'm so sorry." I grabbed towels and led her down the hall to the showers. I opened the door and walked us in. We have open, group, coed showers. I mean, no point in hiding at this dorm.
"Wait, what are you-" Tori said as she realized I went in with her. She turned to the steamy room and saw naked people of different genders at the shower heads.
"This should really count towards our class," I joked.
She gave me a grim smile.
"Look, I don't wanna pressure you into anything, but you should really wash off that beer. And you're in an environment where literally no one will look at you for being naked. I actually think you'll get more looks if you keep your clothes on," I said.
