T-shirt for sale. Part 2

[swguy123]

Great story, very well written. I like the theme of being the only one naked in a bar. I do prefer it when she is feeling embarrassed/humiliated to be naked in public and not enjoying it.

My favorite part was when people from her college showed up, especially when they took the photo of her for Alumni Five Year Reunion invitations.
I also liked the part when she was sitting on the bar with her legs spread open and the crowd took photos of her like that.

[FunKelly]

Thank you so much for the comments. I enjoy writing the story, but it so much more rewarding knowing others are enjoying it also. Thanks again. Kelly.

[FunKelly]

Happy my bar stool was padded, allowing me to be comfortable while displaying my ass and pussy, I listened to Becky reveal what can be expected at one of "Alice's Formal Gatherings". "Well to start with Kelly, you must understand that Blanch and Alice are very wealthy. The guest list is always limited to 30, and anyone receiving an invitation will show up".

Becky continued, "All guests are required to wear Victorian era, formal attire. It doesn't matter if you are male and want to wear a gown, or female and choose men's regalia. As long as it is from that era. That includes Alice and Blanch. All guests wear a decorative mask with their costumes, they usually come off somewhere near the middle of the party, if the guest so chooses".

"The servers basically walk around with trays of champagne or hors d' oeuvres, being available, but not to close to appear intrusive". "Servers?", I asked. "Yes, servers", she replied. "There are usually two male and two female servers. The men wear bow ties, thongs and shoes. The women wear bow ties and high heels".

"Why do the men get something to cover their privates, but the women don't?", I asked, convinced I came across as a pouting child. Becky just looked at me, indicating the answer was obvious. The ding on Becky's phone went off. She looked at the phone, then said, "Kelly! You get to make one more delivery to your little fan club!", as she made the drinks for the three young guys.

All I could think about, was being naked in front of thirty people, dressed in Victorian style formal wear, as I delivered their champagne naked. After placing the drinks on the table, I put my hands on my hips, craving the exhilaration that comes with being so exposed, all the while knowing anyone could be watching me from outside the pub. I was addicted. The guys asked for some photos, and I has happy to oblige.

I was startled when I heard the bell ring at 1:30 am. The same bell that triggered some of us to choose our different levels of exposure, at 10:00. I swiftly made my way back to Becky, then asked her, with a disheartened state of mind, "Do I have to get dressed now?" She grinned, while shaking her head, and said, "No Kelly. That was the "last Call' bell. You still have a half hour to show off your fantastic nipples, great ass, and that 'Oh so smooth' pussy'.

As I looked around, I started to feel so self-centered. Kim had taken off her shorts, and was playing pool in the back room, wearing only her red thong and military boots, with the two remaining guys from the auto shop. Ashley and Kayla had removed their bras, and were embraced in a romantic moment, while slow dancing at the juke box. I had been so consumed with the stimulation from my own naked adventure, I hadn't noticed the people that made it all possible.

Becky knew immediately how I was feeling, and said, "Why don't you take these drinks back to the pool room?" I nodded, then made my way to Kim, Josh and Mike (the two remaining auto mechanics) with their last call drinks. My emotions grabbed hold of me, so I put the drink tray down, and gave Kim a big hug, whispering my appreciation in her ear. Kim replied, "I know Kelly".

She then surprised me, when she cheerfully asked, "Kelly! Want to see my pussy?", as she pulled out the top of her thong. As bizarre as it sounds, we both looked down at her well trimmed, but not shaved mound. We then both laughed, as she told me to return to the bar and help Andre finish with the final drink orders.

On my way back to the bar, I stopped to let Ashley and Kayla know how thankful I was for their support this evening. The girls reciprocated, and we took some selfies together. Nothing but smiles and boobs. I quickly returned to the bar, to deliver the many drinks that were now prepared for the "Last Call" crowd.

Walking among the remaining customers to deliver the drinks, had quickly become my favorite past-time. With only 25 minutes until closing time, l felt my new found erotic hobby was rapidly coming to an end. I wanted so much for some new eyes to view my nakedness. That was until the front door opened, and a half dozen people walked in.

I almost died when I heard the words, "Hey Kelly!", as the six new-comers walked up to me. Three guys and three girls. Two of the guys, Jason and Frank, were from my college days, along with one of the women, Pam. The others I did not know. I wanted to crawl into a hole, as the six of them took in every inch of my naked form.

Jason said, "Stacy sent me a text, including your picture. She told me you were waitressing tables, naked, at a bar, but I didn't believe it, so we decided to come by, and see for ourselves". "Of course she did", I thought to myself. With less than twenty-five minutes remaining until the pub closed, I figured there was no point in trying to explain, so I just thanked them for coming by, and told them we would be closing soon.

Andre stepped up, and said, "Hi guys. I'm Andre. Just to let you know, I can only take drink orders up until 1:40, but you're welcome to take your time drinking them. We can't serve after 1:45, but you don't have to leave until you've finished your drinks". I could have killed him, as I became so sorry I had hoped for additional eyes to view my nakedness.

[FunKelly]

All six quickly placed their drink orders with Andre, and slid two tables together, allowing them all to sit as a group. I tried to excuse myself to deliver the remaining drinks on the bar, when Andre said, "Don't worry about them Kelly. We'll get those. You spend some time with your friends", and walked away, leaving me and my "Utter Shame" on display for my newest customers. My dignity meter had been going up and down all night, but now it was on empty.

Not knowing what to say or do, I just waited to hear the demeaning comments, that were sure to follow. I didn't have to wait long though. Pam started the debasement, as they all took their seats, "Nice job with the clippers, Kelly", bringing everyone's attention to my bald pussy. But she wasn't finished yet. "If I didn't know better, I'd guess you were about eleven years old, as closely as you were able to get with the razor".

Frank came right out and asked me, "Kelly. Can I get a lap dance?" I was horrified. Even the others looked at him with condemnation. He just sat back and said, "What?", as he looked at them. The phones rarely stopped clicking as my public degradation was being captured for posterity. I excused myself and made my way back to the bar.

To my dismay, my clothes were no longer on the counter behind Becky. I looked at her with panic, written all over my face. She just quietly said, "Not until we close, Kelly. This is too good to be true. You may be upset now, but I guarantee you are going to cum buckets, when you remember this experience later". With that, she gave me a head nod, indicating for me take the tray full of drinks, and return to the group.

As my defense mechanisms kicked in, I tried to recall how aroused I had gotten, when gripped with the sensation of humiliation earlier. With only fifteen minutes left until 2:00, and hoping the late comers were finished embarrassing me, I decided to be audacious, and deliver their drinks. I put the tray on their table, hoping my shaking hands were not noticed. Without using the tray to cover my shame, as my instincts told me to do, I smiled and said, "Enjoy them".

As I was about to return to the bar, when Frank said, "Kelly. I'm sorry about the "Lap Dance", wise crack, earlier". I told him it was o.k., but he continued, "However, I must compliment you on those marvelous nipples, even if your tits are small". The others were laughing, when one of the women, I didn't even know piped in, and said, "You're right Frank. her nipples are marvelous, but her ass is nothing short of sensational!"

I knew they were trying to humiliate me further, but if I do say so myself, their description of my anatomy was accurate. The tingle between my legs was returning, as the indignity of the entire episode was taking hold of me. And this time the cavalry wasn't coming to my rescue. I had no choice but to stand my ground, alone.

Feeling utterly disgraced, I forced myself to stand there and take the additional ridicule. The photo taking stopped, only to be replaced by the activity of posting my naked photos on the internet. I was so excited to post my own photos on my favorite sites, but having others posting them everywhere was emotionally distressing, if not traumatic. Yet I stood there, and forced myself to smile, attempting to portray the attitude of indifference.

It was now almost 2:00, and to my relief, they all downed their drinks and got up from the table. Jason, got the last emotional stab at me, when he said, "I hope your fortunes change for the better, Kelly. See you around", as they all walked out the front door. They left thinking I was serving tables in a pub, naked, for a living. I was sure, neither Stacy or Sue, mentioned the 'Bet", that was the reason we used earlier, to justify my public nudity.

The three guys whose company I was enjoying before the humiliating interruption, smiled and waved as they also left. If fact the pub was emptying out rather quickly. Becky had another shot waiting for me behind the bar. "Crouch down Kelly, while you drink this and I'll set you up with another". I took the shot in hiding, so we didn't get caught braking any laws about serving alcohol after hours. I took a quick run to the bathroom to pee, then returned for the second shot.

I returned from the bathroom, and made my way back behind the bar again. I took the second shot, knowing I both needed it to calm my nerves, and I was only a two block walk from the hotel. When I came from around the bar, Andre was dressed and locking the front door. Kim, Ashley and Kayla were the only other ones remaining in the pub, and they were also back in their clothes.

I was the only one not dressed. When I looked for my clothes. They were nowhere in sight. I asked Becky for them back, and she responded, "They're back in the pool room Kelly. Come on, I'll help you get them. Becky led me to the pool room, while Kim, Ashley, Kayla and Andre followed behind.

It was the first time I had seen Becky come out from behind the bar. She had a nice body. At least what I could see through the baggy T-shirt and jeans, she was wearing. When we got to the pool room, Becky turned around, grabbed both side of my face, and started kissing me on the mouth. Weather it was the alcohol, or the sexual roller coaster I had been on all night, I didn't know. All I did know is that I didn't resist. I'm not a lesbian, but it felt really nice.

Becky pulled back barely two inches, and said, "You deserve to have an orgasm after what you have been through. I should have been scared, but I was more intrigued. She led me to a chair in the corner and sat me down. It was like I was some kind of human mannequin. I tried to speak, but no words would come out, as she spread my legs wide open. Before I could object, she slid her two fingers into the slit of my now sopping wet pussy.

Everyone else knelt down for a better view as she started feverishly massaging my clit. Not only did I not try to stop it, but I started moaning as I spread my legs even further apart. I was too far gone to stop now. I moaned even louder, as my hips started working in unison, with her talented fingers. I let out a scream, as the volume of cum that poured out of my pink, swollen pussy, was like nothing I had ever experienced.

Completely limp, and caught up in the ecstasy of the moment, I just made it a point to make eye contact with each of those around me. I slouched in the chair, as Becky took the sticky substance, she had caught in her hands, and rubbed it all over tits and ran it through my hair. Kim asked me if I wanted a photo, and I nodded yes.

I sat in the chair, still spread eagle and covered in sweat and my own sticky cum, while we reminisced about the evening. After a few minutes, I stood up and asked Kim to see the most recent photo, All I can tell you, is that I looked like a dirty slut. Becky handed me my clothes, but I was in no rush to put them on.

[FunKelly]

The questionable activity of being the "Only One Naked", started as a fantasy, that slowly infiltrated my psyche. After several years of harboring thoughts about the topic, I had now made it a reality, thus my attempt at procrastinating, when it came to putting on my clothes. I didn't want it to end! I wanted to stay naked!

Andre, Ashley and Kayla, all gave me big hugs, and told me "Not to be a stranger", then left the pool room and walked out the front door. Apparently, Andre had a key to Brian's Pub, because I watched him lock the door from outside, as the three off them disappeared from sight.

Becky looked at me, then asked, "What about Alice's party, Kelly?" I hesitated for only a moment, when she looked at Kim, and asked, "Is she coming to the "Fair" with us tomorrow?" Kim replied, "I don't know. I haven't invited her yet". Becky walked up to me, gave me another kiss on the mouth, (this time with some tongue) and said, "I'll see you at the "Fair", tomorrow. We'll discuss Alice's party there". Then she basically told Kim and I, it was time to leave.

Kim looked at me, understanding my hesitation to get dressed. She put my bra and panties in my purse, handed me my yellow sundress, and said, "Put this on, and I'll walk you back to the hotel. I did as she said, then we thanked Becky for a memorable evening, and walked out the door. We then started heading the two blocks, down to the hotel.

The cool summer breeze was titillating, as it blew softly up my sundress, reminding me I was completely naked under the thin material. As we walked down to the hotel, I made no attempt to hold the dress down, even when I felt my pussy and my ass, may be exposed. It was so exhilarating. We made it to the hotel, and walked through the front entrance, into the hotel lobby.

I noticed the hotel front desk was unmanned, but thought nothing of it. I gave Kim a big hug, and thanked her for everything. Now completely recovered from the stupor, brought on by my first ever, public orgasm, my adrenaline was again flowing freely, and I was wide awake. Kim recognized my alert state immediately, and asked. "Kelly. Do you want to play a game, before you retire for the night?"

I responded, "What game?" She replied, "Locked Out Naked", of course. "What is, "Locked Out Naked?", I asked. She then began to explain. "I'll put on my spare hotel uniform from the back room. You give me your sneakers, socks, dress and purse, and I will lock them up in the back office. You pretend you have locked yourself out of your room. And I will have no choice but to help our. "Damsel in Distress", get safely back to her room".

I became instantly horny, and replied, "Yes! Yes! I'll play!" I started to take off my dress, when Kim said, "Easy Kelly. We have cameras here. Wait here, and I will go change". Kim walked into the back office, and re-emerged wearing her hotel uniform. She signaled me to follow her, as we entered one of the two elevators. She inserted her special key into the elevator panel, and shut it off.

She then looked at me, and said, "O.k. Give me your clothes and your purse". I removed my sneakers and socks, then handed them to her. I handed her my purse, then pulled my sundress over my head, and surrendered it to her. I was totally naked in a public, hotel elevator!

Before I knew what was happening, Kim smiled at me, and said, "Don't leave the elevator, as she turned her key, pressed the button for the fifth floor, then ducked out of the elevator, sending me to the fifth floor. I was riding an elevator up to the fifth floor, stark naked. I could see myself in the elevator mirrors, and became overwhelmed with the sense of precariousness.

The elevator reached the fifth floor. My titillation was rising, as I watched the doors opened. I cautiously looked out to the left and right, but saw nobody. The door closed and I started moving downward. The elevator stopped at the fourth floor. This was the floor my room was on. To my total dismay, there were two men prepared to enter.

I was mortified, as the two men were ogling my naked body. One asked, "So. What do we have here?" For the first time tonight, I covered my tits and pussy with my hands, in total shame. I was barely able to utter the words, "I locked myself out of my room". With the my skin still shiny and sticky, from the cum bath Becky had given me earlier, and my hair all stiff from the gooey substance, I felt so dirty and cheap.

"Well sweetie. I guess we have no choice, but to escort you down to the lobby", said the other man, as they both took pleasure in my naked dilemma. They saw to it that elevator stopped at every floor on the way down. As the doors opened on the second floor, I became queasy, as three young girls, obviously going out to an after hours party somewhere, entered the cramped space.

"Well Hello!...Lady Godiva! Where's your horse?", one of them said, as all five, in the space that seemed to be getting smaller by the second, started pointing and laughing at me. Finally, we arrived back at the lobby floor. They all stepped out of the elevator, while one of the men held the doors open for me.

I was cowering in the corner, when he said, "Well come on! You're not going to find a way to get back in your room, from in there. I could have died when I emerged from the elevator, and saw Kim assisting an older couple, at the service desk, while another man waited in line, behind them.

The man holding open the elevator doors, called to Kim, saying, "Miss. This young lady has a problem", as all eyes remained of the dirty little naked girl, standing in the hotel lobby. Kim looked up at me, then said, "Well she'll just have to wait her turn", as she returned her attention back to the older couple, who were now staring at me.

Eight pair of eyes were glued to my naked form. Unlike the bar, I wasn't supposed to be naked here. The utter shame and humiliation, was almost more that I could bare. The two men and three girls walked out of the hotel, still laughing at me.

That's when the old woman started to walk over to me. I could see the empathy in her eyes, as she stood next to be, unable to comprehend how someone could have allowed themselves to get into such a precarious situation. She said, "You poor thing", when her husband barked out, "Betty! Stay out of it. It's none of you business".

Undetered, the old woman said, "George! Don't be so unkind! This poor girls needs help". George took a better look at me, and replied, "That poor girl looks like she just left an orgy". I didn't know the true meaning of degradation, until that moment.

[FunKelly]

Just when I felt I might cry, the remaining man awaiting his turn to be assisted by Kim, said, "Take it easy old man. Obviously the girl is in distress". He then looked at me, and asked, "How did you end up like this?" I looked down at the floor, and murmured, "I locked myself out of my room", never looking up. "Well young lady. I for one am a lucky recipient of your unfortunate predicament. You have a lovely figure, and I should know. I'm an artist instructor, and nudes are my forte".

Seeing George was becoming irritated, Kim offered an unexpected solution, to help make everyone a bit more at ease. Everyone but me of course. "Sir", she said, as she summoned the art instructor. "Why don't you take this young lady down to the hotel lounge. and buy her a drink. She looks like she could use one, and It's practically empty at this hour. I'll come get you, after I show these people to their room. Their flight was six hours late and they've had a harrowing day".

I started to protest, when Kim interrupted, and said, "Go on sweetie. It'll be fine. I will meet you down there in just a few minutes", as she led the old couple to the elevator, leaving me stark naked in the hotel lobby, with the handsome art instructor. The man introduced himself as Charlie, then reached out to shake my hand. I had to uncover my breasts in order to reciprocate. I reached out to shake his hand, and told him my name was Kelly.

I figured he was with nude models on a regular basis, so I relaxed my arms, allowing him to see my entire body. Charlie smiled, and said, "Well Kelly. Shall we?" To my surprise, I found myself walking, 'Naked', with a man I had just met, to the hotel lounge for a drink at 3:30 in the morning. It was so surreal.

I hid behind Charlie, as we entered the lounge. There were only three people in the entire place. One male bartender, watching TV at one end of the bar, and two women, in their early 30's, sitting at the other end. The bartender acknowledged us, then noticed I was naked, but didn't seem to care. He introduced himself as Chris, then informed us there were no servers after 2:00 am, so if we took a seat at a table, we would have to come to the bar to get our drinks.

Charlie suggested we sit at the bar. I told him I wanted to sit at the corner booth, where there was little light. He seemed insistent, so I quietly, but sternly said to him, "Charlie. This is not an art studio. It is a public bar, and I am totally naked! I don't want to sit at the bar!" What he said next, confounded me. "O.k. Kelly, but you have to go the bar for the next drinks. I want to see how you carry yourself, while nude. Just in case you ever pose for one of my classes".

All I could think to myself was, "Charlie. You should have seen me two hours ago, when I was serving drinks to dozens of customers, wearing absolutely nothing but my sneakers and ankle socks". I did however, find the silver lining provided, among all the humiliation and degradation, from this most recent episode of my naked adventure. I could pose nude, for art classes in my area, whenever I had the urge to expose myself to a group of clothed people.

I told Charlie what kind of drink I wanted, then confidently walked passed the two women at the end of the bar, and to the corner booth, trying to impress him with my composure. The cool vinyl seating against my bare ass, was an immediate reminder of my nakedness. (as if I needed one) Charlie handed me my drink, sat down, then asked the question, I knew was coming. "So Kelly. How "Did" you manage to get locked out of your room while naked?"

Maybe it was Kim's influence, I'm not sure, but I started telling Charlie a story, as if it was completely true. In basic terms, I lied to him. I looked him right in the eye, and said, "I was face-timing with a friend, when she dared me to get some ice from the machine in the hallway, while naked. Unfortunately for me, I took the dare".

"I set up my phone, so she could see me leaving, then returning to the room, with the ice", I continued. "The problem was, I became so anxious, I left the room with the ice bucket, but not my card-key. You can not imagine the terror that ran through my entire body, when I realized my mistake", adding a touch of trepidation to my performance.

"That sounds dreadful", Charlie said. "But you appear more relaxed now", as he looked at my erect nipples, then added, "Well mostly". I looked down at my stiff, enlarged nips, then back to Charlie, and said, with a childlike pout on my face, "It's chilly in here", never making an attempt to conceal them.

Just then, Kim walked up to our booth, and said, as she smiled at Charlie, "You must be Charles. I'm sorry for the delay, but I can get you checked in now". Charlie handed me his business card, saying jokingly, "I don't know where you could put it", as he chuckled. He then continued, "Kelly. If you have any interest in 'Life Modeling', please give me a call".

I looked at Kim and said, Excuse me, Miss. What about me?' Kim looked down at me, and said, "My name is Kim. It's right here on my nametag. I remember "Your" name, "Kelly", from when I checked you in earlier", with a look of irritation on her face. "I'm going to check this gentleman in, then I will return and take you up and get you in your room".

She then turned to Chris, and in a volume loud enough for the women at the end of the bar to hear, said, "Chris. This girl obviously has no place to keep any money. Set her up with a drink on the house for me, will you?" Chris nodded, then Kim and Charlie left the lounge, leaving me sitting there, naked, as they returned to the reception desk in the lobby.

Chris made my drink, then set it on the bar, as he grinned. He knew, what I knew. Kim had set me up. I would have to walk across the lounge, naked, if I wanted the drink. I realized the two women were lesbians, since I had seen them kissing several times during my short time in the lounge. I figured they had no interest in me, as I walked my 'naked ass' to the bar to retrieve my drink. I figured wrong.

[FunKelly]

I took the drink from the bar, then made my way back to the security of the dimly lit corner booth. As I sat on the curved seat, I was joined by the two lesbians. The women slid in on either side of me, sandwiching me between them. Before I could utter a word, one of the women said, "Well hello sweet thing. What are you doing here, at this late hour ?"

I replied with the only response I could, "I'm waiting on my friend to come get me". The other woman said, "What do you say we keep you company, until she arrives?" I was frozen in fear. "Now, I'm sure you are aware you are naked", said the first woman, as both women started caressing my breasts, particularly, my nipples. I was petrified, yet stimulated, at the same time, when I replied, "She should be here soon".

The two women looked at each other, then grinned, while saying simotaniously , "We better get started then!" I was quivering, when I replied, "Started doing what?" The second woman, said, "Bringing you to your happy place, of course, silly!" One of the women got up and moved the table out a couple feet, then returned sitting by my side.

They spread my legs open, as one of them shined the light from her phone on my exposed pussy. "Oh look! Look at that plump, pink labia!", She then turned to me, and said, with a sinister grin on her face, "Someone's been a naughty little bitch tonight". The other woman, asked, "How many orgasms have you had tonight?" I had no response.

The first woman slid her two forefingers into my slit, while massaging my clit with her thumb. I was completely helpless, as she continued the stimulation. The other woman continually worked my nipples, between her thumbs and forefingers. I looked around to see if anyone was watching, but only saw Chris, watching the T.V.

By now, I was too far gone. I wanted to. I mean had to, cum again. The one woman kept working my pussy at a feverish pitch, while her friend continued twisting my nipples, when I felt my second massive orgasm of the night, coming on. I gritted my teeth together, in a vain attempt to be silent.

UUhhhhh! UUhhhhh!, was heard throughout the lounge, as my body convulsed, and another titanic load of my pussy juice. poured out of my from between my legs. The women scooped up as much of the gooey substance as possible, and like Becky had done earlier, smeared it all over my tits, face, then ran their fingers through my short black hair.

I collapsed in complete ecstasy, right there in the booth, no longer hidden by the table. I heard one of the two women say, "Chris. Will you take a picture of us?" Still. I could not move, yet alone object. Chris came from around the bar, took the woman's phone, then waited, as she took her place next to the "Newest Filthy Tramp of San Francisco".

I sat there totally limp, legs still spread apart, as the two women sat on either side of me, telling me to smile. Chris took some photos of us, as I was unable to react in any manner at all. As the phone camera clicked on and on, Kim walked in, and stood before us.

She looked at me, as if looking over her glasses in disapproval, but she didn't wear glasses. "Kelly! you look like my daddy's car does on Sunday afternoons", she said. "A fresh new coat of wax". Unable to respond, I watched as she pulled out my phone, and said, "Let's get a few more souvenirs, to remind you of your trip to our fair city".

She then grabbed my hand, and said, "Come on, Kelly. Let's get you up to your room, before the Vice Squad shuts down the hotel". Chris and the two women laughed, as they watched Kim walk me by the hand, out of the lounge.

"So tell me, Kelly! What's it like to be brought to climax, by two complete strangers, in our public hotel lounge ?", she asked. I couldn't answer, and just followed her back to the lobby. Kim pressed the up button in the elevator, then used her special key to disable it. "Wait in her", she said, as she walked back to the private office, leaving me naked, in the lobby elevator, with the doors open.

It seemed like at eternity, until she returned. She finally entered the elevator, dressed in her jean shorts, leather halter and military boots, holding my clothes and purse. She used her key to turn the elevator back on, but made no attempt to hand me my clothes. I looked at her, and asked, "Should I get dressed?" "What's the point?", was her reply, as I remained naked, for the trip to the fourth floor.

She escorted me to my room, holding back on either opening the door, or giving me my key-card, so I could open it. I stood there, covered in my own cum, waiting to see what she would do next. Then second elevator door opened, as I looked at Kim, begging her with my eyes, to open the door to my room. She opened the door, and pushed me in.

I walked straight to the bed, and flopped on it, laying on my back. Kim looked at my cum covered torso, and said, "Kelly. It's almost 4:00 am. Get some sleep, and meet me at the front desk at noon. Becky and I are going to take you to the fair tomorrow". I smiled, as I watched her walk out the door, then fell asleep, feeling more sexually satisfied than I had ever been before.

[Hooked6]

This is an incredibly well-written story. Though the pacing at times gets bogged down a little bit with little superfluous side details that don't advance the plot, the overall characters and storyline are so colorful and so engaging they entice the reader to crave more installments. Well done, FunKelly, well done. Looking forward to more.

Hooked6

[FunKelly]

When I woke in the morning, I laid on the bed, reliving the previous evening in my mind. My crusty skin, from all of the cum smeared on me, by Becky, and then the two women in the lounge, (who's names I never did get) was a constant reminder of my debauchery.

It was 9:30 am. That gave me enough time to post some pictures on my favorite web-sites, take a long hot shower, and be ready to meet Kim and Becky by noon. First, the photo postings. I opened the pictures in my phone, and put them in two separate files. My "Only One Naked" file, and my "Dirty Little Slut" file. I went to my favorite web-sight. "Only One Naked", hence the name of my first file.

Without the slightest bit of hesitation, I posted twelve photos, showing me serving the pub customers while fully naked. It may be a little self-centered, but I only posted photos, showing me and the customers. I left Andre, Kim, Ashley and Kayla out, at least for now. Seeing myself permanently posted, among the other naked women, who had become my sexual fantasy heroes, was exhilarating.

I knew when I got home, I would post many more from the dozens and dozens of photos, I had in my possession. I call them my "little Treasure Trove". I might even find a place for some of the photos from my, "Dirty Little Slut" file. After 45 minutes of filing and posting, it was time to take a long, hot shower.

While in the shower, washing off the evidence from my night of depravity, I started washing my pussy, when I thought to myself, "It's not like I slept with five different guys last night". Yes, I may have over exposed myself, (understatement of the year) but in reality, I was only touched by the fingers of three very talented women". Believe it or not, that's how I was justifying my actions, while trying to hold on to some sense of integrity.

I finished my shower, dried off, then set to the task of picking out my wardrobe for the day. I knew I would not be wearing the other sundress, I had packed for the trip. I needed something with a few layers, limiting the possibility of Kim and Becky manipulating me out of my clothing again.

Of course, I decided to start with basic white cotton panties and a white bra. I laid out my dark blue shorts, which came half way down my thighs. A white T-shirt, followed by my ultra light, powder blue jacket, with my "Kelly's Prints and T's", logo on the back. Sneakers and ankle socks, in case we would be doing a lot of walking, and to top it all off, my dark blue baseball cap.

Still naked from my shower, I looked at the ensemble, feelin confident, my two new friends would not be able to exploit my inner fantasies today. With over an hour until noon, I went to the web-site I had posted my photos on, hoping someone may have already posted some comments.

I would post comments on the sites I visited, all the time. I was hoping to induce the women into having additional "Nude in Public" adventures, then post them on the sight. This way I could live vicariously thru them, and their escapades. Now I was hoping others could do the same thru me. I searched to see if any comments were left, even though the photos were posted barely a half hour ago. I was not disappointed.

When it comes to putting yourself out there, naked on the internet, it's important to remember the old adage, "Be careful what you wish for". Some people can be cruel. I've read comments that pick apart some of the women's bodies, even though I felt they were beautiful. (all in their own way) It's always been their courage that inspired me. The first comment I received, was kind of sweet, (I guess) but a bit salacious, to say the least.

I clicked on the comment box, a bit afraid of what I might read. Up came the words, "Look at that adorable face and body! I would eat that sweet, juicy pussy, like I was enjoying a four course meal, right there at the bar. I WOULD EAT HER SWEETNESS IN FRONT of EVERYONE THERE!". My first comments, about my first posting, about my first 'nude in public' experience. I was planning to bring myself to climax, for the first time, while viewing my first naked post. A pretty cool collection of "Firsts", wouldn't you say.

The author was obviously referring to the photo of me sitting on the bar, with my legs spread open, after Andre dropped me off, following my little ride on his shoulders. It was the 'One' photo, I actually thought twice about posting. Apparently, someone out there, was glad I did.

I had no problem bringing myself quickly to orgasm. Then I took my second shower of the morning. Feeling sexually satisfied, and pleased with my choice of outfits, I got ready, then left my room to meet Kim at the front desk. All the way down to the lobby, I was hoping I didn't run into anyone who might recognize me, from last night's naked debacle.

[FunKelly]

I made it down to the lobby unscathed, yet I still felt apprehensive. The thought that someone might show up, who could recognize me, and may reveal some, or all of the details, of my early morning public exhibition in the hotel, was disconcerting.

The hotel lobby was clearly more active than it was last night. I started remembering how I stood here , naked and ashamed, surrounded by eight or nine people. As I was scanning the area for Kim, I noticed a woman walking around, as if she was looking for someone.

Her hair was is a pony tail. She was wearing black boots, that only came up to her ankles. thickly woven black fish net stockings, a large, bright red silk scarf, that she had wrapped around her waist, and a black bra. Not a black bikini top, but a black bra! She topped it all off with a black leather cap. Having spent the majority of last night totally naked in public, who was I to judge?

When she turned in my direction, I realized it was Becky. She noticed me too, and made her way over to where I was standing. Before I could say good morning, she grabbed me by the cheeks, then kissed me on the mouth, slipping me some tongue, like she did last night. I don't know what came over me, but I slid my tongue into her mouth. I was making out with a lesbian, right there in the hotel lobby.

When we pulled back, I looked at her, and said, "You know Becky. I'm not a lesbian". I will never forget her response. "Kelly. Any woman can be a lesbian, when she craves a better orgasm". She turned away to looked for Kim, as I thought about what she had said. It was true! I had the two most massive orgasms of my life last night. Both brought on by the gifted fingers of lesbians.

As I was coming to grips with my current situation, Kim walked in the front doors of the hotel. Dressed in her military boots, a short jean skirt, allowing the black waist band of her thong, to be observed across her lower back, and a rainbow colored bikini top. She walked up to Becky and I, and gave us both big hugs. I felt so out of place, in my meticulously chosen outfit.

As we prepared to leave for the 'Fair', Kim showed Becky a photo of me, covered in my own cum, naked and spread eagle in the hotel lounge. Becky looked at me, and said, "Kelly! Are you cheating on me already?" Both women laughed, while I was unsure how to respond.

I did however, see I was right last night, when I thought Becky had a nice little body. In just her black bra and stockings, scantly covered with her red scarf wrap, her clothes (if you could call them that) were far more revealing than the jeans and baggy T-shirt, she was wearing the evening before.

We left the hotel, then walked three blocks down the street. To my great delight, we were going to ride on one of the world famous, San Francisco trolley cars. While on the trolley, I tried to get the girls to divulge more details about the fair, we were about to visit. I don't think they were dressed the way they were, because they had plans to ride a Ferris Wheel, or eat funnel cake and cotton candy. They both just replied, "You'll see, Kelly. You'll see".

We exited the trolley at our stop, then walked another few block, to the so called "Fair". My jaw almost hit the ground. There were hundreds of people dressed like nothing I had ever seen before. Dozens of men had on vests, shirts etc. along with the footwear of their choice, but no pants or underwear. Many others were wearing only thongs.

Some women were dressed in only their underwear. Others were topless, or had only pasties covering their nipples. Some women were wearing nothing but body paint. The variety of dress was astounding, but all of it was salacious, bordering on obscene. One woman was tied to a big "X" in the middle of the street, wearing only a thong, while a dominatrix was providing the flagellation. I was practically in shock!