What Will They Do?

What Will They Do?

by Musings of Pan

Everyone in this story is over 18 years old,

It seemed we had run out of interesting subjects to talk about. The six of us were sitting around talking over two large pizzas early Sunday evening. We were three boys and three girls who made it a practice to get some food and hang out Sunday evenings on the university campus. We had been doing this for over two years because it was very comfortable to relax and discuss with friends. Jim was doing curls with a pop can to show his muscles under the university T shirt. Jane had on short shorts and a size too small T shirt. She was adjusting her long hair. Angela was beautiful as always in a V neck shirt and shorts. Susan had her usual large stack of books ready to lift and clutch to her chest. I wondered which would wear out first, the books or her bra. Alex had his usual crafty smile on his face which made me wonder what he was going to do next. So I, Greg, went to the machine for a can of pop to wash down the pizza only to discover that I had no more dollar bills. I settled for a drink of water out of the wall fountain and came back to my seat at the commons room table. We had just agreed that we would not join the latest campus protest because none of us liked the self serving leaders. I'm sure neither we nor the protest leaders had a clear idea of the issues being protested.

Jim started the next subject somewhat hesitantly by asking, "Don't answer if you don't want to but I am curious. Girls wear short shorts, short skirts, shirts unbuttoned as far as they dare and other clothes designed to show as much as they can get away with. Are they trolling for boys or are they secretly exhibitionists?" He gestured as two girls in very short skirts walked past.

Jane came back, "Well what about guys going around without shirts flexing their muscles and sending dick pics? And while I am on the subject, next time we need to get ham on the pizza."

We all had a laugh at that. Then Angela said in a very thoughtful voice, "Yes, that is funny but it is funny because there is some truth to it on both sides. Of course we like to look attractive to boys but more that that, I think we want to feel good about the way we look. I think many of us with good bodies would go around naked if we could get away with it. And that is for both genders. If you've got it, flaunt it!"

"Angela, you can go naked with me any time you want". I quipped. She made a face and swatted at me.

"I certainly see that working out at the gym. Did you see that guy with the tiny shorts and all the tattoos? He was flexing his muscles to make the most of what he has," Jim commented. He kept the discussion going as he reached for another piece of pizza, "This sounds like the only thing keeping us all from running around naked and fucking everyone is the social norms of our culture. Is that all that is holding us back?"

Susan, our serious one asked, "If that is true, what would happen if somehow these social norms, or shame, or whatever it is was removed for a short period of time? A chance to do anything we wanted. That sounds both fun and scary."

It was Alex who mused, "I wonder if it would be possible to conduct an experiment, remove all normal taboos to see what would happen. Of course all participants would have to be disguised so they would not be recognized. Would that be enough to free the inner spirit?"

We spent the rest of the evening discussing how such an experiment would work. Our thoughtful Susan pointed out that we could test the boundaries of acceptable behavior with either sex or violence. We agreed that sex was the way to go so no one would get hurt and also, it was much more fun. By the time we parted we had a plan and everyone was enthusiastic. The idea was to place volunteers who could not identify each other in a room and guide them through increasingly explicit sexual activities to see how far they would go. All volunteers would have the option of discontinuing at any time they felt uncomfortable. We would keep careful notes on the experiment but we would not video record the session.

We started by placing a poster on campus bulletin boards asking for volunteers which said:

ADVENTURERS WANTED FOR A FUN AND EXCITING EVENING. ONLY OPEN MINDED PEOPLE NEED APPLY.

SATURDAY MAY 9 AT 7:00PM

FOR DETAILS CALL XXX-XXXX

That gave us almost a week to prepare. Susan agreed to be the telephone contact so her number was on the poster. We thought that a female voice would be less threatening. She would read our list of rules to each person who inquired:

1. This activity is not conducted or sanctioned by the University.

2. Face masks will be provided. Every participant must wear a mask so they cannot be recognized. Do not bring a friend. Do not give your name.

3. Participants must be between 18 and 22 years old and in good health.

4. You will be asked to do things outside of your comfort level. While no one will be forced to do anything if you refuse the instructions you must leave.

5. No violent, demeaning, or vicious actions or language will be allowed.

6. We will all have a good time.

Once the caller agreed to the rules, Susan gave them the address and time to arrive. When she had ten men and ten women signed up she changed her phone message to say all spaces were filled.

Angela and I went to a store to purchase a quantity of inexpensive masks, tissues, and condoms. I wanted to go to another store and get some sex toys but she wouldn't go.

Fortunately I have access to a club house near campus which is only used on Monday and Wednesday evenings so we could hold our session in privacy. We divided our responsibilities:

Jim and Jane would greet arrivals in the entry hall of the club house and see that they put on masks.

Alex and Susan would call out instructions for the activities which we had planned.

Angela and I would observe, take notes, and monitor the session.

We were divided in our expectations. Jim, Alex, and Angela thought that people would start walking out as soon as the instructions got too outrageous and would all be gone long before we finished. While myself, Sara, and Jane were sure that while we might lose one or two the rest would feel free of the bonds of society and enjoy the session to the end. We would soon find out.

Saturday we arrived at the club house early to set up. Jim issued a mask to everyone and put the rest in the entry hall. We moved tables in the main room to the walls and set up twenty chairs in a two by two pattern. Each chair was side by side with another one which faced in the opposite direction so the people sitting were almost facing and could easily reach each other. Angela and I sat in one pair to try it out. We smiled at each other so I reached over and placed my hands on her breasts. She laughed but did not take my hands off. Susan smiled when she saw this as she brought a white lab coat for each of us to wear so we would look professional.

Right on time our participants began arriving. As they cane from the entry way they had their masks on. We guided them to chairs so there was a boy facing girl in each pair. There was some nervous chatter while we got everyone arranged. Then Alex thanked everyone for coming and explained that this is an experiment in how far people will go if they cannot be recognized so there will be no consequences, Anyone can leave at any time they are not comfortable following the instructions. He asked if anyone wanted to leave but all stayed in their seats.

Susan then read the first instruction, to lean over and kiss their partner. We observed that many of the kisses seemed quite passionate with arms around each other. Alex then told the men to feel the girls breasts with their hands. There were many sighs and ahs as they did this. It was obvious that everyone was enjoying themselves. Sara told the ladies to feel the men's cocks through their pants. Most of the girls went right for it but two were hesitant. As a monitor, I took the hand of a hesitant girl on the end and placed on the groin of her partner. I looked around and saw that Angela had already done the same for the girl with the long hair three couples down.

Now Sara took the lead and instructed the girls to remove their partner's shirt and undershirt if he had one. This caused some fumbling around to find zippers and buttons but even our hesitant girls accomplished this enthusiastically. Sara then had each girl stroke her hands all over her boy's chest with extra attention to his nipples.

We were sure the girls knew what was coming next. Many of them smiled when Alex told the boys to remove the girl's tops and bras. I thought I saw some of the girls arch their backs to push their breasts out. Then came the instruction for the men to stroke their hands all over the ladies chests and spending extra time on the breasts and nipples.

I was looking at the girl with the long pony tail. She had wonderful breasts which were just the right size for her figure. Her partner seemed fascinated by them. He was fondling each breast in turn with close attention. The girl gasped and pushed out her chest when he put his lips on her right nipple and pulled.

Angela and I were looking for anyone who might be uncomfortable with this but everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. The boys were obviously enjoying this and the girls were smiling. The third girl from the end grabbed her partner's hands and moved them to her nipples. I guess he was moving too slowly for her.

Alex asked the girls to stand and then the men to remove their skirts or pants. This was accomplished with a lot of fondling the asses and slits through the panties. The girls were moving their hips to help.

I was hard by this time with an obvious bulge in my pants, which Angela noticed and patted with her hand. She seemed to be getting into the spirit of this.

Susan had the girls sit and the men stand. Then each girl unfastened and pulled off their partner's pants. I looked up and down the line and saw that all underpants had a bulges. The women delighted in feeling those bulges with their hands. Angela participated by feeling my bulge which I didn't mind a bit. I slid my hand over her boob and gave it a soft squeeze through her shirt and bra.

We called a pause at this point to slow the pace and give a chance to anyone who wanted to leave. Jim and Jane passed out small bottles of water and condoms to each couple. No one stood to leave. In fact, everyone looked excited and happy.

Alex continued the session by having the women stand with their backs to their partners, bend at the waist, and pull down their panties. Of course this gave each guy a fine view of his partner's slit. The girls seemed to be enjoying it too. Several looked back and smiled. One red head moved her butt back and forth, and a blond actually reached back and spread her butt cheeks. I walked over to get a good look at that.

Aroused pussies give off an unmistakable aroma which drives men wild. The room was full of this by now. On close inspection I saw that every pussy close to me was obviously very wet. Liquid was running down the leg of the girl nearest. I slid my hand up the inside of Angela's leg but either her panties were catching it or she was not as excited as the naked girls.

After a reasonable period of admiring the girls vulvae Sara had the women sit and the men stand in front of them. The instruction was for each woman to pull down her partner's underwear and play with what she found underneath. This was received with enthusiasm from the women. They soon had all the cocks uncovered. Some girls were inspecting them with interest, two I saw were putting them in their mouths. No one seemed uncomfortable with the mass nudity. I noticed Angela walking up the line comparing cocks with great interest. She reached out and felt at least two.

So far all participants were still with us and seemed to be having fun. It was time to move to the final stage. Alex had each girl put a condom on her partner's penis. Then she was to back up to her partner and sit so his penis went into her vagina. I heard several "Yes" exclamations and every girl did this. As they sat there the boys were to reach around and fondle their partner's breasts. Then rub their partner's clit. The women were bouncing up and down on those cocks furiously. It did not take long for everyone to cum.

Angela and I moved down the line with wipes and tissues to clean up and a bag for the used condoms. Then we surprised everyone by distributing another condom to each woman.

Sara instructed the girls to each move to the next partner on their left. They were to smile at their new partner, bend over to show their vulva, and then help him get hard with their hand, mouth or whatever other way they could think of. It was clear that the fucking was not finished.

This time the girls were on their hands and knees with their man behind them. Even though everyone had just cum they were all going at it with enthusiasm. No foreplay, just fucking. After about 10 minutes, Alex called, "Men, switch to your right." All the men rose and moved to the woman on their right. The position this time was cowgirl and all the women sat down on those cocks without hesitation.

It was clear that, for this group at least, people without the normal constraints of social consequences would act very differently.