Part 3, Secrets and Promises
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Sitting at the kitchen bar sipping her first taste of coffee this morning, anticipating the new day's sunrise, Jane realized that she had willingly been nude for two days; she was beginning to understand her husband's constant desire to go without clothes. She was still undecided on how to approach her recent behavior with him and Jeannie.
Jeannie walked in and smiled. "You look great naked; I love to see you shaved down there. I don't think I will ever let my pubic hair grow again!" She filled her cup and sat beside her as the sun peaked above the horizon.
"Thank you, I agree; it feels great and looks even better. I feel so young and fresh being shaved, not to mention the exhilaration I felt during the process. Having someone shave you feels amazing."
Somewhat excited about revealing her newly shaved self and her nakedness to her husband, she was still anxious about her bold, brazen act, displaying herself to the store clerks and pleasuring herself in front of their very eyes, along with letting a stranger masturbate her in public in front of her daughter. The overwhelming excitement from the haphazard behavior she had allowed yesterday was very much on her mind this morning.
"Jeannie, I feel guilty about yesterday's behavior, letting myself be manipulated by you and those boys. I don't understand what came over me. Once my body revved, I found it extremely difficult to stop; a feeling of such magnitude invites strange hands to possess your sexuality."
"I know how you felt; it is tough to resist! The sensation of allowing others to pleasure your body is just too much to ignore. I never knew such pleasure even existed. We will keep this just between us girls."
"Thank you; I am feeling guilty enough as it is."
Jane's upbringing had been very regimented. Her path through life had never had contact with anything to do with nudism until she married Bron. This anomalous behavior clouded her reasoning; she could not stop thinking about it.
She had been adamantly against his nudity around the house for the past year, but now that her daughter had shown the same desires, she had much to reconsider. As she studied Jeannie's young growing body, her recent actions reminded her that she would find her nude in front of him, and he would be most happy strolling around naked in front of both of them.
How is this going to work? How had this happened? How did I let this happen? she wondered. Jane knew Bron had corrupted Jeannie; she did not know how it happened or how far it had progressed.
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"My god, Jeannie, I am becoming obsessed with this! I admit I was overtaken by being naked in front of others. I never realized how powerful this type of behavior could be. I imagine Bron gets the same feeling; for that matter, I assume you do too."
"Yes, it's over the moon; I have never known such pleasure could come from being naked. The feeling of exhibiting myself to others is amazing, especially in places where one is not expected to be naked."
The sight of her mother's nipples hardening reaffirmed her sentiment. No longer worrying about being nude in front of her pleased her; her excitement rose as she recalled her first day at the beach. As much as she liked having herself tended to by others, she was becoming uneasy about her mother finding out that she had allowed Mr. Bron to pleasure her and that she had handled his penis. For the last several nights, she brought herself to orgasm as she reminisced about giving her virginity to her stepfather, an event she must keep from her mom.
"Jeannie, I forgot to check the mail yesterday. Will you go and check for any?"
"Of course." Without hesitation, she rose, headed for the door, and walked to the mailbox near the curb. Opening the box, she realized that she had nothing on. Jane suddenly grasped what was happening and rushed to the door to remind her, but it was too late; she was already on the street.
Realizing she was standing in the street with nothing on, she peered around to see if she had been spotted, smiled, and scurried back.
"What is this feeling? Why am I getting excited seeing my daughter nude where she is not supposed to be?" Chills rushed towards her groin instantly as several ideas ran through her mind watching her stroll back to the house. The thoughts of exposing herself in plain sight of her neighbors were titillating.
"Mom, I just had chills when I realized I was naked in the street!"
"I know; I had the same sensation just watching you!"
"Let's go for a walk somewhere; my body is begging to be naked outside."
"You mean you want to go walking naked? In town?"
"Well, sort of.... maybe we should wear something."
"Bron has several sports jerseys." Jane loved the possibility of displaying herself again in public; the exhibitionist awakening inside her sent an inquisitive smile to her blushing cheeks as she recalled yesterday's brazen activity at the beach.
"Yes, I think the jerseys will work just fine."
"The high school track is just four blocks; it's an excellent place for a walk. Most people will still be asleep this early Sunday; we will likely be the only ones there."
Both finished their last sip of coffee, slipped on their walking shoes, and started to pull their jerseys on.
"Jeannie, shall we drive over?"
"I am feeling mighty brave this morning. I want to walk over." She picked up her jersey, rolled it up, and hung it over her shoulder like a rag.
"You're not going to wear the jersey to walk?"
"I'll keep it handy just in case I need to cover up."
Jane brazenly rolled hers up and followed. Both peered from the front door finding their route clear. Reaching the street, they paused again to survey the situation; no one was in sight. Their bare bottoms tingled with excitement as they stepped away from the security of their home; the sun was beginning to warm their bare skin.
"The cool air rushing between my legs feels amazing. I wonder what our neighbors would think if they spotted us walking down the street like this?"
"I'm not sure, but walking like this in front of their houses is very exciting and daring."
Jane's confidence grew, walking bare four blocks directly in front of snoozing neighbors, crossing three intersections on the sidewalks just feet away from their front doors. Both were excitedly moist when they arrived at the track; they had not needed to cover once. The first and second laps passed uneventfully as they completed their first half-mile.
"Jeannie, this is wonderful; the sun feels so good on my body this morning."
"I agree; the warmth feels wonderful on my bare skin."
Jeannie turned, walked over near the bleachers, and tossed her jersey into one of the stadium seats as they started their third quarter-mile lap.
"I'm feeling bold. Let's go without the shirts."
"I agree. This is crazy; let's go!" as she boldly tossed hers.
Jane was excited; her boldness took charge of her rationality as they walked away from their discarded covers; her core quivered with excitement as the cool morning air rushed over her breasts and bareness.
"Jeannie, I am about to explode; I am so excited! Being naked outside certainly agrees with my body."
"I feel the same way. I told you it was awe-inspiring. I love being able to share this."
"Yes, it is really great to be close to my daughter and share our secrets."
Completing multiple laps around the track was overwhelming to both of them. When they finished the third, both agreed that another was needed.
Halfway around the fourth lap, they froze and crouched, not knowing what to do when a vehicle pulled up, stopping near the gate. Four men, appearing in their twenties, jumped out and ran toward the track in running attire.
"What should we do?" Jane was stunned as she watched the newcomers dash around the track, stopping exactly where they had discarded their jerseys. In the bleacher seats, their security covers were over a hundred yards away, halfway around the track. They were overtaken with anxiety and excitement.
Who left their shirts here? I did not see anyone as we jogged up. They must belong to those guys.
Stupefied, they slowly rose as adrenaline pumped through their veins. Their hearts were about to pop out of their chests. Being vulnerable had become a reality; they had no options; they were nude with nothing to cover with.
Are they naked? The other three men stopped talking and turned to view the oddity.
That's not men! Those are women---- naked women!
A warm feeling overcame her as she grabbed her mother's hand and pulled her forward, continuing toward their destiny. Time had slipped away from them; it was now nearly eight o'clock, and four men were waiting at their destination.
Those ladies are naked. All four stood in disbelief, watching them proceed around the track. As they came into focus, each man instantly hardened with anticipation as they observed what appeared to be a teen and a middle-aged lady nude!
They are...... shaved!
"Getting caught by surprise is even more exhilarating than I imagined." Jeannie was shivering with excitement.
Shaking with exhilaration, Jane had never felt so daring; she was ready to display herself to the newcomers. "My hormones are going crazy; I can hardly walk. I desperately want them to see me naked and shaved."
Jeannie gripped her mother's hand tightly as their hormones surged. Both were moist and filled with anxiety anticipating the inevitable. Adrenaline rushed to every pore in their skin. With each step closer, their hearts pumped harder, filling their sex organs with energy. The men stared in amazement, watching the ladies walking towards them, holding hands.
