"I am an adult!" Part 1 of 3.

[FunKelly]

Re: "I am an adult!" Continued.
Post by FunKelly » Thu Dec 12, 2024 6:16 pm

Kim looked down at the floor as she walked past the woman, anxious to get to the safety of her room. Once inside, she leaned against the door as she locked it, breathing heavily while contemplating her recent behavior. "What was I thinking?", she thought to herself, still torn between the sensations of euphoria and utter shame. Over an hour after returning to her room, while still mentally dealing with her emotional turmoil, there was a knock at her door. "Who is it?", she asked. "It's Jennifer, dear. I brought you some clean towels". "OMG!", she thought to herself. "Did Jennifer know? Did Kelly and Tina tell her about their lesbian interlude? Was she there to scold her for her outburst in the pool area with Tony?" An ominous feeling came over her as she forced herself to open the door. Jennifer, still wearing only a thin silk scarf wrapped around her waist and sandals, walked into the room and placed the towels on the bed.

She turned to Kim, looked over her naked little hairless body and said, "Kim, I just want to reiterate what a pleasure it has been having you as a guest", as she smiled. Feeling somewhat relieved, Kim replied,
Thank you, Jennifer. I really like it here". As Jennifer made her way to the door, she turned towards Kim, and asked, "Kim. I was wondering if you would consider helping me entertain a group of seniors. Some are here already, and the others will be arriving shortly. Most of them have had some personal experience with the nudist lifestyle and will be spending the next two days here on a retreat. The group will be housed is a reserved section of the cabin area but will have a 'Welcome' cocktail party from 7:00 until 9:00, here in the hotel dining area. Basically, I just need an additional person to help show them around and answer any questions they may have. Do you think you could make the time?"

Grateful Jennifer's visit wasn't to talk about, or worse yet, interrogate her about her earlier behavior, she instantly replied, "Sure! I'd love to help out", without asking about the details. Kim asked, "What should I wear?" "Oh no sweetheart. You're perfect just as you are!", was Jeniffer's reply. "You are so adorable! We want the guests to feel relaxed and comfortable. Your petite size and enchanting smile will allow the guests to feel relaxed and welcome. Just put on your sandals and we'll head down to greet those already here". The two women headed down the stairs to find Tony working the reception counter, now wearing only a black speedo and sandals. Kim was instantly aroused as she and Jennifer walked past him, heading towards the dining area.

Kim started feeling nervous as she entered the room filled with at least twelve fully clothed senior citizens. Seven women and five men. All eyes seem to turn to her and her tiny, clean-shaven physique. She wanted to conceal the breasts she did not possess, along with her tiny bald pussy lips, but knew that would only bring additional attention. As she stood there feeling utterly exposed and humiliated among the dressed group, a woman asked Jennifer, "Who is this precious child? Is this your daughter?" "No", Jennifer replied. "This is Kim. She is also a guest here, but she is like family". Kim felt honored by Jennifer's answer, but that did little to alleviate the indignity she was experiencing.

To add insult to injury, Jennifer announced she was going to the reception desk to help Tony, leaving Kim alone and naked among the group of seniors. The men made their way to the bar, most likely feeling that observing the naked body of a prepubescent girl (as they saw her) was inappropriate. The women were a different story altogether. They all gathered around and encircled her. Feeling like a spectacle as the women gawked at her naked body, she felt like she was about to have a mental meltdown. As her exposure became increasingly overwhelming, a woman said to her, "Kim. When I was a little girl, my parents took us to a 'Nudist Colony' in the summers. That's what they were called in those days. We were so carefree! Just like you are now". "Carefree? Carefree? I am an adult woman trapped in an eleven-year-old girl's body! I am also the only one who is naked, and I'm under the scrutiny of a group of clothed senior women! Carefree?", Kim thought to herself.

Kim felt her face turning red as another woman said, "I also loved the freedom of my first nudist colony, but it wasn't all carefree and innocent. I lost my virginity at sixteen to a boy I liked". The women turned their attention from Kim to the woman. "Well...I wanted to experience it, and he was perfect for my first time. I only saw him at the colony, so I didn't have to deal with seeing him at home or the awkwardness that would have come if we were classmates or something". The women all shook their heads in agreement and understanding. The women all started to share their own sordid stories and experiences when the first woman said, "Excuse me ladies", as she indicated with her eyes that a child was present (or so she thought). The women giggled but ceased telling the tales of their torrid pasts.

Kim was disappointed since their stories allowed her to feel less ashamed about her two hours with the lesbian women. The experience that had her questioning her own morality. Still positioned in the center of the elderly female quests, one woman asked, "Are you here with your family, Kim?" Just then, Jennifer returned and said, "No... Kim is here as a special guest of the resort. Like I said, she's more like family". Jennifer's words were not a lie, but possibly a bit misleading. Yet they kept Kim from having to explain that she was an adult and spared her the indignity of answering questions about her tiny, underdeveloped frame. "Would you ladies like some champagne?", Jennifer asked, as she directed the women to the dining room tables. The dining area, which was more like a cafeteria rather than a formal dining room had been transformed. There were tablecloths, flowers and chilled champagne and glasses on each of the tables. All the senior guests had arrived. Sixteen in total. Nine women and seven men. Twelve were couples and the rests were either widows, widowers or just single.

As the women were helping themselves to the champagne, while the men were gathered at the adult pool bar, one of them whispered into Kim's ear. "Not to worry honey. It'll happen soon". "What will happen soon?", Kim asked. "Puberty dear. Puberty", the woman said, as she joined the others for a glass of champagne. Kim was visually mortified! Jennifer heard the woman and saw the deflated expression on her face. Empathetic to Kim's plight, she whispered a word of encouragement into her ear. "Be thankful Kim. With age comes gravity. You will always be adorable". She then winked at Kim and said, "Well. Care to help me bring out the hors d'oeuvres?" Somewhat rejuvenated, Kim replied, "Sure", feeling a newfound appreciation for her tiny physique. After all, the lesbians loved her little body, and Tony had gotten an erection while looking at her bald pussy in the pool area earlier.

The men had rejoined the group. Most likely Jennifer's presence, covered in only her thin scarf and sandals, along with a few drinks in their systems, had allowed the nuance of impropriety disappear. Kim decided she would feel less self-conscious if she just allowed the seniors to continue thinking she was a child. She would posture herself after the carefree naked little girl of the elderly woman's childhood memory, without outright deceiving anyone. If someone asked her how old she was, she would tell them the truth. She followed Jennifer to the kitchen, and they returned with the trays of hors d'oeuvres, placing them on a buffet. Kim had decided she would be most comfortable in the company of the three single women who were there, so she tended to gravitate where they were seated together. Who knows? Maybe she might overhear some more salacious accounts from their youth.

Although she heard no more accounts of lost virginity or carefree nudity, she did find herself being slightly aroused having her bald pussy at eye level with the seated guests, as she collected the paper plates and napkins from the tables. She listened intently to some comments she heard as she walked away. "Doesn't she have the cutest little butt cheeks?", said one woman. "Her tender little vagina reminds me of my carefree childhood", said another. "Don't you just love seeing someone so innocent and easygoing in her nudity, especially a young girl so close to puberty? I remember what an awkward time that was for me, yet she doesn't have a care in the world. What poise she has. We can all learn a lot about self-esteem from this child", said a third woman. Kim was finding that being seen as a prepubescent girl, allowed her a freedom she may not have otherwise had, and she was appreciating the experience.

Over an hour had passed as Frank remained working the bar dressed in only his trademark shorts, while Jennifer continued attending to the guests, still wearing only the thin scarf that barely covered her ass and pussy. Kim, still relishing in the freedom her pre-teen naked persona had allowed her, found herself wondering why she had not seen Tony for a while. "OMG!", she thought to herself. "Was she off limits to Tony because he exhibited a hard-on while alone in the pool area with her?" As Kim was consumed with concerns about the implications of Tony's public erection, the alcohol was allowing the guests to feel less inhibited. Some decided to remove their clothes and jump in the adult pool, while others watched, trying to talk themselves into joining them. It was a welcome distraction from the thoughts of what Kim deemed the impropriety of Tony's arousal while being alone with her in the pool.

Suddenly, the only single senior male in the group was standing next to her. He was a short man, about 5' 6", probably in his early seventies, and thin. He was wearing a Hawaiian shirt, shorts, boat shoes, a baseball cap and tinted eyeglasses. Kim became disconcerted when the man asked, "How are you?" "Why would he ask her that?", she thought, until she looked at his face. Her heart sank as she recognized him as Mr. Abbott from her bank. "Hello Kim", he quietly said. Practically catatonic, Kim managed to squeak out the words, "Hell Mr. Abbott". Unsure of the social etiquette in such an unforeseen and embarrassing situation, she fought to keep herself from covering her absolute shame with her hands. Anyway, by this time it was pointless. He had already seen her carefree in her public nudity for over an hour. "Stan", he replied. "Kim, please call me Stan", as he was taking advantage of his unobstructed view of her tiny, hairless body. She wanted to crawl into a hole and die.

Before Kim could conger up a reason to excuse herself, Stan, with his usually warm smile, said, "Well, it looks like everyone is enjoying themselves, so why don't we sit, and you can fill me in on the available activities, Kim. It's my first time at a nudist resort", he shared with her. His admission caught Kim off guard, so she reluctantly took a seat next to him at one of the vacant tables. Having no idea what to say to break the awkward silence, Kim simply asked, "Are you here with anyone?" Stan replied, "Yes. I'm here with two couples from my condo complex. All four are in the pool", as he pointed them out to her. "How about you?", he asked. Even though she felt that admitting this was her first time, and she came alone, might make her appear like some lonely exhibitionist looking for a cheap thrill (Which she actually was) she told Stan only bits of the truth. She sat in her chair, fighting the urge to cross her legs, which she felt may be an acknowledgment of the ignominy she was emotionally experiencing.

Stan on the other hand, was doing his best to keep the encounter casual and relaxed, but his eyes were often drawn to Kim's little bald pussy lips. She noticed but said nothing at first. "Are you going to go swimming?", she asked. "No. Not yet. I think I'll take my first public nude walk tomorrow morning and see the resort. I'll feel more comfortable that way. The pool is just a little too close for comfort for me right now", he replied. Stan's admission of his own self-consciousness had Kim feeling a bit more relaxed. They continued talking when Kim decided it might be time to make Stan aware that he was looking at her pussy more that her face. Other than Frank and Jennifer, Stan was the only one at the gathering that knew Kim was an adult, and not some prepubescent young girl as the others had assumed.

Kim, feeling somewhat emboldened, leaned in towards Stan and whispered so only he could hear, "Stan! You're staring at my pussy!" Stan started blushing as he replied, "Can't a lonely old man have a little fun?", once again showing his warm smile. Feeling unfettered, Kim quietly replied, "Try not to make it so obvious", as she sat back, spreading her thighs slightly further apart, allowing the sweet old man an unimpeded view of her most private area. She would later say, "Sitting there like that, not only in front of an elderly man, but in front of a fully clothed elderly man that she knew from her hometown bank, was incredibly surreal. She found herself basking in the intensity of the experience. The two sat there talking for almost a half hour.

It was now about 8:40 p.m., and a few more seniors had stripped and entered the pool water, while most of the men were naked by this time. Some of the women stopped when they reached their bras and panties but seemed to be enjoying themselves just the same. The activity had allowed Kim to remain exposed for her singular elderly spectator without bringing any unwanted attention or scrutiny. As she was talking with Stan, she felt someone's hand rest on her bare shoulder. She turned to find it was Tony, still clad in his black speedo and sandals. "Hey! Where have you been?", she asked. Before allowing him to respond, she continued, "Tony, this is Mr. Abbott". "Stan!", the old man insisted. "O.k. O.k.", Kim relented. "Tony this is Stan. He works at my bank back home". The two shook hands and extended greetings.

Kim looked back up to Tony and said, "Well?", as if her interruption wasn't the reason Tony could not answer her in the first place. He explained, "I was getting a campfire going in the common area of the cabins this group of guests will be using, even if it is warmer than usual, even for this time of year. I have our passenger cart attached to the golf cart outside. I'll be driving the guests and their bags to their cabins. The passenger cart holds six adults, so I'll need to make three runs. Care to join me?" Kim was relieved that her earlier anxiety concerning Tony, was all for nought. She immediately, yet nonchalantly replied, "Sure. Why not", in a failed attempt to appear calm and stolid. Her exuberance was written across her face.

Jennifer had reusable resort tote bags available for anyone who wanted to be driven to the cabin area in whatever state of dress they were in. She always thought of everything, Kim had noticed. Stan was with the first group of guests to be driven to their accommodations, while Kim rode in the passenger seat of the golf cart. They arrived in the common area to find several picnic tables had been placed around the campfire, while more chilled champagne, hard cider and hot chocolate were available. There were even graham crackers, chocolate bars and marshmallows for s'mores. Again, Jennifer had thought of everything. She, Frank and Tony were extremely gracious hosts. "No wonder they had been in business for so long", she thought to herself.