[Exhibitionist] Hannah's education

[frogeye69]

Here you go – a gentle starter from me. This is my first story and is part of a much longer story that does get more graphic as it progresses – let me know what you think and whether you would like to hear more about Hannah’s discoveries


Hannah had just completed her degree in music at Cambridge University and was looking forward to starting her career as a music director at St. Saviours Church in Poole. She had heard that it was a lively church with a youthful congregation of mostly students and families all looking forward to modern music being introduced into their services.

From her birthplace in Sheffield, Hannah had enjoyed a comfortable, middle class upbringing in quite a conservative community where everyone was polite and in many ways, quite repressed. Feelings and emotions were usually suppressed and her peers were always expected to conduct themselves in a way that was seen to be very ‘correct and proper’.

It was the start of August when Hannah checked into the lodgings she was to share for the first 12 months of her contract -a compact granny annex on the side of a large house belonging to the Wilson family. The Wilsons were stout supporters of the Church and had for many years, offered semi permanent lodgings to visiting church folk, such as youth leaders, missionaries and new members of church staff such as Hannah.

Because she had arrived in the middle of the holidays, very few things would be happening for a few weeks so Hannah had decided to spend some time familiarising herself with the local surroundings. It was a gloriously sunny Saturday morning when Hannah decided to explore the coast. From her family background, Hannah had her copy of the National Trust guidebook with her and had read about a National Trust beach called Studland Bay. Being keen on all things National Trust, Hannah decided to go and explore this bay and took the Poole ferry across to the Studland peninsula.

Consulting her newly acquired map, Hannah began walking along the road towards the NT car park. After a few minutes she noticed a large number of cars parked on the edge of the road and paths leading through the dunes in the direction of the sea. Hannah took one of the paths, it seemed a main route through the trees and sure enough as she walked along it, it straightened out leading directly towards the beach. After a few dozen yards Hannah took her shoes off, the rucksack on her back had started to make her sweat so she swung it over one shoulder and loosened a button on her blouse. Straightening up she saw a sign that sent Goosebumps right down her tummy, it read “Beware, Naturists may be encountered beyond this point”. Hannah was shocked, she had never expected to encounter such a sign, nor did she expect to have such an excited reaction, she didn’t know whether to turn and run in a panic, or to press on, not knowing what she would see. Would everyone be naked? Would the be having sex with each other?, how much like Sodom & Gomorrah would it be?

Hannah stood, breathing heavily for a minute or two, as she did a young couple, of roughly her own age, walked past her, “Hi” said the girl, “Morning” said the guy. “erm, oh, yes, good morning” stammered Hannah. ‘These people look quite normal’, she though to herself as she watched them stroll arm in arm down the path. Plucking up a huge amount of courage, Hannah decided to follow the couple to the beach. ‘They look nice enough, it can’t be that awful where they are going’ she thought. Inside her, she could already feel waves of excitement crawling around her tummy, she was doing something very naughty, she was going to see naked people! She had never seen a naked man in her life, even her father would always cover up with a towel after a bath, Hannah realised she had no real idea what a natural man’s penis looked like, and today she was going to see one. She realised she was breathing heavily as she climbed up a rise in the dunes, and not just because of the exertion of the walk, she was actually feeling a huge wave of adrenalin as the excitement of the moment surged through her body. Then she saw him. Standing slightly above and to her right, at the top of a sand dune. A man, probably in his thirties, short hair on his head, a huge amount of hair on his chest, and his tummy, then…a final crop of curly hair and… his penis, hanging down. But not just a penis, a huge pair (to Hannah’s inexperienced eyes) of testicles. The man smiled and turned away slowly, he had seen Hannah’s reaction and had guessed it was her first time at the beach. The way she had stopped, stared, and the way her mouth had gaped open when she saw him. He liked that, that was partly why he stood there, sadly though he had to turn away so that he did not embarrass the girl by becoming erect in front of her eyes.

Hannah shook herself, realising what had just happened, her face flushed red with embarrassment. She had just stared openly at a naked man’s penis while he had been looking at her. She didn’t know what to do, or what to think, all of her upbringing had told her that this was wrong, yet at the same time she felt a soft release between her legs as her pussy lubricated itself with excitement, it felt like a relief, like it was OK, it was natural, she had seen a naked man and her pussy had responded for her without her thinking about it. She could feel her heart beating in her ears as she walked over the final rise in the dunes, she saw the sea. Then she saw what looked like a perfectly normal seaside scene. Umbrellas, windbreaks, families playing in the sea, people building sandcastles, throwing Frisbees, playing bat and ball, just like her family holidays in Blackpool.

With the sun on her face, Hannah started to walk along the beach, it was mid morning by this time and there were already several hundred people on the beach that she could see. As she got closer to the people on the beach, she could see, they were nearly all naked. Making sure she didn’t stare, and keeping her mouth firmly closed, Hannah walked slowly along the beach marvelling at the boldness of these people to sit, lie or stand there stark bollock naked, literally, ‘now I know where the term comes from’ though Hannah as she looked at another pair of balls swinging below the ass of a man leaning over right in front of her.

Distracted by the sight of a grown man’s anus, Hannah did not see the beach ball heading towards her and as it bumped into her she stumbled and tripped into the surf, falling headlong just as a wave was hitting the shore. She was drenched. Her rucksack fell from her shoulder and landed on the towel between a couple who were just in the process of stripping off and were starting to oil each other with suntan lotion. “Oops, are you al right”, a girl’s voice said. Hannah looked up into the faces of the couple she had seen on the path earlier. “Ah we meet again” said the man, “are you OK?”

Hannah was not OK. She was soaking wet, and as she was out for a day’s exploring rather than swimming, she did not have a towel to dry herself on, a change of dry clothes or a swimming costume. She explained this to the couple who introduced themselves as Lydia and Rich, a local couple who often came to the beach at the weekend.
“well that’s OK” said Lydia, you can borrow one of our towels, and you can hang your clothes over our windbreak to dry”. Lydia was already topless by this time and Hannah started to realise the situation she was in. Lydia’s breasts were a beautiful tanned colour all over, no tan-lines at all, she was obviously an experienced naturist, Hannah had never gone topless on a beach never mind what Lydia was suggesting. “But I can’t…I mean I’ve never….” Stammered Hannah. “Never what?” said Lydia smiling kindly, “Never gone naturist? Don’t worry, everyone here is naked, no one will stare, it’s normal” and with that Lydia stood up and with one deft movement, slid her panties to the ground, stepping out to reveal a completely shaven pussy. Hannah’s mouth fell open again as she stared at Lydia’s pussy, now bare, and revealed to the world, just inches away from her face.

“Really, it’s all right” said Rich, “look, you can stay here with us, you’ll be perfectly safe” and with that he stood up to drop his shorts to the ground, as he stood Hannah watched as in what seemed like slow motion, Rich’s penis was unveiled to her. Once again Hannah felt a surge in her stomach and a loosening of her pussy as her juices began to flow with the excitement of seeing a man’s penis, this time one that was much close to her own age, and to her inexperienced eyes seemed huge. “I can see you like that idea Rich!” said Lydia quietly, recognising the semi that Richard was trying to suppress. His penis had begun to fill with blood, making it lengthen and fill out, but stopping just short of causing any sort of erection.

“Look, I’ll go for a cool off in the sea while you girls sort things out between you” said Rich as he jogged over the surf and dived into the sea. ‘And not a moment too soon’ thought Rich as he relaxed control and felt his cock stiffen into a full erection, thankfully hidden now under the water. The thought of a naturist-virgin, a newbie, had really turned him on. The thought of seeing her breasts, exposed to the world for the first time, the tanlines she would have, ‘I wonder what her c*nt looks like?, she must still be a virgin’ he thought, letting his mind wander wildly before bringing himself under control. ‘Calm down, you need to go back on shore soon, you can’t do that with a huge great flagpole announcing your arrival to the world’. Rich squatted down and let the sea support him as he watched Lydia talking to Hannah, Lydia was crouching with her back to Rich, her butt was one of those where the ass cheeks seem to start very high up and stay slightly parted so he had a great view of her asshole and her labia lips as she squatted there. ‘You’re certainly not an Inny in the lips department my old girl are you’ though Rich, imagining sucking her labia lips into his mouth as he had done the night before when they spent a delightful hour making love. His erection throbbed harder now than ever, ‘Oh well, might as well relax and enjoy the view’ thought Rich as he settled down to watch the action on the beach.

Meanwhile, Lydia had settled Hannah onto their groundsheet and was gently persuading her that it was OK, really, to take all of her wet clothes off, and that actually, they would look a real mess if she just kept them on. The windbreak afforded some protection to one side and Lydia moved the end around behind them so that Hannah had a 90 degree screen to shelter behind.

“Come on, let me help you out of those wet clothes” said Lydia gently, “at least take your blouse and skirt off”. Hannah thought about this. It wouldn’t be too bad if she did that, she had a pretty bra on that might pass for a bikini, but her panties, ‘oh no’ thought Hannah ‘I have got my sensible underwear on, the big pants with the rip under the elastic, how embarrassing’ Hannah unbuttoned the rest of her blouse, it felt strange to be doing this in the open, without a huge changing-towel wrapped around her, much easier of course, no hopping about getting sand everywhere. Lydia helped to pull the soaking blouse off Hannah’s arms and hung it on the windbreak. Hannah’s bra gleamed in the sunlight. She hadn’t really compared her breasts to anyone’s before but as she sat there looking at Lydia, she felt quite smug. Lydia had small pointy breasts, maybe an A or B cup at most, with quite puffy nipples. Hannah had quite fulsome size D breasts, that supported themselves even without a bra and whose nipples pointed proudly upwards, especially when she was excited, as she was now. She had made the decision, the bra was almost transparent anyway because of the water, she reached behind herself and unclipped the strap, leaning forward and shaking her shoulders, she slid the bra down her arms and off her breasts. Rich moaned as he watched Hannah’s breasts being revealed this way. The gleaming white skin contrasting with the pinky brown of her nipples made his penis shoot to attention once again. ‘Oh bugger’ thought Rich ‘ looks like another 5 minutes cooling off is needed’.

Having passed her Bra to Lydia, Hannah instinctively rubbed her hands over her breasts, just as she would have done in the privacy of her bedroom. Realizing that people might think she was playing with herself she suddenly stopped and looked up embarrassed at Lydia who had been watching Hannah out of the corner of her eyes. “Don’t worry Han, just be natural, if your titties need a rub after taking your bra off, then give them a rub” and to prove it, Lydia did just that, cupping her breasts in her hands and pulling her nipples out with a little pinch “Oops, that’s better” said Lydia as she stroked her breasts, enjoying the feel of her erect nipple sunder the palms of her hands “Just like you are rubbing lotion in” and closing her eyes, she rubbed a little too long for Hannah’s liking, but being very polite, Hannah did not say anything. Rich meanwhile was struggling in the water, twice now his right hand had started stroking his cock instinctively, but he controlled himself both times, teasing himself with the expectation of a monster orgasm later.

“I’d better get out of this skirt” mumbled Hannah kneeling up and slackening the button at the top of her cotton skirt, standing up she dropped the skirt to her feet and lifted it up with her foot. As Lydia hung the skirt up, Hannah thought about her panties, they were soaking wet, mostly translucent anyway and had a great big hole in them. With only a little hesitation, she stuck her thumbs in the waistband and with one movement she dropped them to her knees as she sat down on the groundsheet. Kicking her feet to remove her knickers, she hurriedly bundled them up and stuck them in the pocket of her rucksack. Glimpsing a puzzled look from Lydia Hannah mumbles “Too much like Bridget Jones on a big-pants day” and started to snigger, Lydia laughed out loud too and somehow Hannah felt OK, relaxed, normal to be naked in front of strangers, they were just ordinary people too.

“Here, you’d better cover up” said Lydia passing the sun oil to Hannah “Especially those white bits” she smiled, Hannah laughed too, aware of just how white her breasts were compared to her arms and legs. “Let me see” mused Lydia “Full size swimming costume, no bikini and definitely never topless?” – “Too true” said Hannah, “I would have died if someone had told me I would be sitting naked on a beach today surrounded by strangers” . “Why?” said Lydia, “You’ve got a lovely body, here, stand up and let me oil your back and legs” Hannah stood up, very aware that she was now totally exposed to the world, completely naked, with a stranger stroking her naked back, and buttocks. As Lydia’s hands smoothed the oil over Hannah’s shoulders Hannah felt super sensitive, her nipples felt the faintest or breeze as the wind blew over her body, a sensation she had never experienced before. As if in response, Hannah’s nipples hardened and became even more pointed as Hannah felt Lydia’s hands massage the oil into her back. Lydia was not unaware of the effect she was having, but careful not to disturb Hannah, quickly moved her hands down to the back of Hannah’s legs to spread the oil more evenly, accidentally stroking a little too high between Hannah’s legs, Lydia gently touched the innermost point of Hannah’s thigh with a fingertip, not quite touching Hannah’s pussy lips, but close enough for Hannah to moan out loud and sway on her feet.

“Here you go” said Lydia Cheerfully, as if she hadn’t noticed anything, “Better finish yourself off”, and passing the oil to Hannah’s now trembling hand, Lydia excused herself and went to join Rich in the sea.

Hannah was in a daze as she rubbed the oil over her breasts, now she was openly fondling her breast under the cover of rubbing sun oil in, revelling in the freedom of the open air around her nipples, and not a little excited about the thought of people looking at her. Quickly Hannah finished rubbing the oil over herself and regaining her composure she sat down, looking out to sea where Rich and Lydia were splashing each other in the surf.

Now that she had some time to herself, Hannah began to look around the beach. Slightly behind her were another couple, perhaps late twenties, but amazingly, she must have been 7 months pregnant, she was sitting up leaning back on her hands with her legs apart and again – her pussy was completely shaven apart from one strip of hair leading from the top of her slit up her tummy. Hannah looked down at herself, then across to a woman walking along the seafront, her pubes were trimmed to about one inch wide all down to the top of her slit, after which her pussy lips were completely shaven. Hannah realised, that apart from one or two old ladies on the beach, all of the women had trimmed or shaved their pubic hair in some manner. Hannah decided that her bush was looking decidedly scruffy and that she must do something about it before she came next time. ‘Next time’ Hannah realised that she had already decided that she would return to the beach, in just a few short hours, she had become a naturist.

More of Hannah's experiences to come if you have enjoyed this, let me know

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Hannah's education Part 2

Lydia had run out into the sea as soon as she could after realising that she had accidentally touched Hannah in a sensitive spot. She felt a bit strange and naughty as she had never touched another woman like that before. Running up to Rich she called “Hiya Babe, how you doing?” then seeing the look in his eyes, she guessed of the stirrings in his groin and shot a hand down between his legs to check as she hugged him for a kiss. “Well hello big boy. I trust that you have been thinking of me to get this hard?” She was teasing him, she knew it was the excitement of seeing Hannah revealing her body for the first time that had turned him on. “Well??” she asked.
“Yes of course I was thinking of you” Rich mumbled unconvincingly.
“Oh don’t be silly”, sniggered Lydia, “It’s OK, I don’t mind that you’ve got turned on by what’s just happened. It was the strangest thing wasn’t it?.. I’m a bit tingly myself actually” and the more she thought about it, the more she realised that she was quite aroused by all of the unexpected events of the morning. Lydia was feeling a bit horny.

Holding Rich’s cock firmly under the water Lydia whispered in his ear “Go, on, tell me your fantasy. What would you do with Hannah if you could do anything?”.
“I can’t say that!” Gasped Richard “It’s not nice on you to talk about doing stuff with other women.”
“No, It’s OK, really” whispered Lydia, You might get me turned on too.” By this time Lydia was actually getting very turned on. She loved Rich to talk to her when they were having sex, it turned her on to hear him describe what he was going to do to her intimate parts and to describe fantasies of imaginative activities they might get up to, but never really did. Lydia slid her free hand down between her legs and slipped a finger between her lips to gently stroke her clitoris, she could feel her own slippery juices competing with the salty water of the sea as her finger slid gently inside herself.

Rich stood shoulders deep in the water looking towards where Hannah sat on the beach. She was completely naked now and was running her hands through her shoulder length, light brown almost blonde hair. He let his eyes take in her naked body, reassured now that Lydia would not object to his attentions for another woman. Hannah had tucked herself back into the corner of the windbreak and was leaning back on her hands, so while she was quite well sheltered from the beach, she was in full view from the sea. As Rich watched, Hannah was looking down at her naked body. Rich’s eyes traced the shape of her white breasts, down over her stomach past her navel and down to her unruly bush of brown hair. Almost on cue, as his eyes reached between her legs Hannah parted her knees and began inspecting something on the inside of her thigh. ‘An open crotch shot’ thought Rich as he stared at the space between her legs. Unfortunately Hannah’s pubic hair was so dense that apart from a tiny glimpse of pink, Rich could not make out the shape of her c*nt at all. Disappointed he let his eyes wonder back up to Hannah’s quite superb breasts.
“Well” whispered Lydia Hoarsely “I’m waiting”, Lydia’s eyes looked to the beach where she too could watch Hannah as she sat alone, unknowingly exposing herself to them in the sea. Lydia gently began stroking Rich’s cock under the water.

“OK” mumbled Rich, enjoying the hand job “here we go”. And looking directly at Hannah’s naked body, Rich began to describe his fantasy, a fantasy that he knew he couldn’t achieve with Lydia, but that he hoped wouldn’t upset her.
“She’s lying on her back and I’m straddling her breasts, my balls tickle her nipples and her tits swell with excitement. I’m hard and I lay my cock between her tits. Hannah pushes her tits together, making her nipples touch, with my cock between her breasts. I fuck her tits.” Rich knew he was on new ground here as Lydia had such small tits, it was not possible to tit fuck her, so this was something he could only ever do with another woman. He wasn’t sure how Lydia would react. She said nothing but continued stroking his cock under the water so he continued without taking his eyes of Hanna’s tits.
“I take a turn to squeeze Hannah’s tits together around my cock and she grabs my ass, pulling the cheeks apart and sliding a finger up my ass” Lydia smiled, she knew that the end of her finger up Rich’s asshole would send him over the edge and guarantee a huge wad of spunk within seconds. She knew what was coming next.
“I shoot my load from between Hannah’s tits, the first spurt hits her chin and as she looks down, the next spurt hits her nose and eyes. I keep cumming and after four or five spurts, her face is glistening with globs of my cum. With her eyes closed because of my cum, I gently lift her head and slide my cock in her mouth so that she can clean me off with her tongue” Richard’s voice faltered, he was on the verge of cumming.
“Go on” whispered Lydia hoarsely. Rich looked down at Lydia’s face and realised that she was on the verge of cumming herself. While wanking him off, she had been frigging herself and was now within seconds of an orgasm.
“I daren’t” Rich whispered.
“GO ON” pleaded Lydia, poised on the verge of ecstasy
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“OK” Rich gasped. “As Hannah sucks my cock clean, you come over to us and lick my spunk off Hannah’s face, you lick her eyelids clean so she can watch, you suck it all up and hold it in your mouth as much as you can so that when I pull my cock out of her mouth, you can dribble my cum into her open mouth and kiss her, with your tongues inside each others mouths, playing with my spunk as you kiss. Anggghhh” Rich arched his back and came under water, shooting great gobs of sperm into the sea. As he did, he felt Lydia relax against him having had enormous shooting waves of orgasm through her body.
They held on to each other. Post orgasm, Rich was worried that he had upset Lydia with his fantasy, including two things that they had never discussed, tit fucking and three in a bed, with another woman.
“You OK?” he whispered looking worriedly down at Lydia’s face that was buried in his shoulder. He needn’t have been concerned. Lydia looked up with a huge grin on her face.
“Fucking awesome” she said “That was the best orgasm I’ve had without a cock inside me.
“Without MY cock inside you, you mean?” smiled Richard. Lydia just laughed and shook her head in a non-committal way.

“C’mon, let’s go back, keep Hannah company and get some sun” and pulling Rich by the hand, Lydia skipped through the surf towards the beach. Rich followed a little reluctantly as he was still nursing a diminishing but still noticeable erection so he paused a while to let it fully recede before exposing his penis above the water. Lydia dropped onto the groundsheet next to Hannah.
“Was that nice?” asked Hannah Innocently.
“Oh yes, Lovely!” smiled Lydia as she lay back on her towel next to the naive newbie naturist who had unknowingly been the subject of the best fantasy masturbation game Lydia had ever been part of.

The picture below shows what Hannah might look like, when she joins Lydia and Rich in the sea

[Pedro the Fisherman]

Great stuff, as an ex-Studland regular who on more than occasion visited with my ex-wife and one of our female friends, I know 'where this is coming from' and not a million miles away from something that actually happened to us.

However, I can imagine that this story will continue into something far more erotic than my real life version!!

[frogeye69]

Had fun finding some pictures that illustrate my story.

[frogeye69]

Part 3
When Rich got back to the beach, Lydia and Hannah were already chatting. Girl talk by the sound of it, so Rich lay back on his towel, put on his shades and picked up his book. Opening it to a random page he then proceeded to ignore the words but to look over the top or sides of the book to watch the other naked people on the beach. He knew Lydia had sussed this ruse as he could never explain the story of the books he took, but she never seemed to mind too much.

The morning passed peacefully, Rich enjoyed watching the more exhibitionist couples as they promenaded along the sea front. These people were there to be looked at and never seemed to mid as eyes followed them as they walked along the shore. One middle aged woman in particular seemed to relish her nakedness and noticing Rich looking at her as she walked down the beach, she stopped on her return with her back to Rich and bent down right in front of him, apparently to pick up a shell she had seen. Rich knew that the way she bent was meant to offer him the best and most open view of her asshole and pussy, as indeed it did. Rich enjoyed a few seconds studying here shaved pussy lips and unshaved asshole as the woman stood legs apart bent over in front of him. He jumped slightly as he recognised the woman tense and release her pelvic floor muscles which made her labia lips part slightly, revealing the opening of her c*nt. Richard smiled as he imagined his cock entering that love hole and he had to shift his position somewhat to cover his stirring member. Having recovered the ‘shell’ the woman straightened and without a glance walked on along the beach, leaving Rich with a big smile on his face. ‘I love exhibitionists’ he thought.

As midday passed, the three new friends shared their lunch, with Hannah still seated firmly in the corner of the windbreak. Rich did occasionally get a glimpse of pink between Hannah’s legs but she seemed to sit very carefully so as not to reveal too much flesh to anyone.

Soon after lunch Hannah realised that she had been drinking a lot of water, it was a hot day after all and the excitement of the morning’s events had left her with a somewhat dry throat. Now nature was calling and Hannah knew that she would have to make a dash for the sea to relieve herself. The butterflies started again. She had become used to sitting naked, hidden behind the windbreak with only a few people in the sea able to see her, but now she would have to stand in the open, in the sea, where everyone would see her. ‘Nothing for it’ she thought and with a quiet word to Lydia, she stood up and jogged briskly into the sea, without looking left or right, afraid of seeing who might be looking at her. When she was in the sea, she crouched down to hide her breasts and turned round to face the beach. She wasn’t very far out and was acutely aware that everyone on the beach would know why she was there and what she was doing. This made it hard for her to relax but eventually she was able to complete her task and was able to pause to view the people on the beach.

From her vantage point in the sea, Hannah was surprised how many people there were on the beach in front of her. Mostly couples settled in behind windbreaks, the occasional family, and one or two single people, mostly men she noticed, taking time to feast her eyes on the exposed penises and testicles she was now getting used to seeing.

Bringing her eyes back to Rich and Lydia, Lydia waved and as Hannah waved back she realised that she was now standing up in the waist deep water, with her pussy still covered but her breasts glistening in the sun. As she lowered her hand from the wave her eye caught a movement under an umbrella next to her spot on the beach, it was a young guy, probably late teens, sitting reading a book, or rather looking over a book, under his sunglasses and staring right at Hannah’s tits. Hannah was shocked and immediately crouched down so her tits were covered. The guy looked away, he knew he had been clocked looking and was embarrassed. Hannah watched him, he wasn’t very tanned himself and didn’t look as old as Rich, maybe he had not been to the nude beach very often, maybe it was his first time too, as she looked at him, she could see that he did not have a tan on his body apart from (like her) his arms and face.

Hannah began to feel some empathy for the young guy. He looked quite sweet really, and anyway what was wrong with him looking at her tits, she was on a nude beach and had chosen to take her clothes off. Hannah stood up, this time with more confidence. ‘Yes you can look at my tits if you like’ she thought, and with one eye kept on the lad she brushed the water down the front of her breasts, enjoying the feel of the breeze on her wet skin. Her nipples started to harden, goosebumps covered her skin, and not just from the cold. Hannah was beginning to enjoy showing her body to a stranger. ‘Go on then, Feast your eyes’ she thought with a tingle of naughty excitement appearing in her stomach.
Hannah watched the lad as he lowered his book into his lap, he kept his face pointed down at the book but she could tell he was watching her over the top of his sunglasses. Then she looked at the book, or rather, below the book. Hannah had never seen an erection in real life, and it took her a second to realise what she was seeing, buy, yes, the lad was fighting down a stiffy. Pressing down on his cock with his book, Hannah watched as the lad changed position to roll over onto his stomach and saw briefly the young man’s cock spring to attention as the pressure was released and just before it was hidden against the beach towel. His cock was very pale, not like Rich’s, and smaller, less hair ‘He is younger I suppose’. Hannah brought herself back to reality ‘Goodness’ she thought, here I am comparing men’s Penises while standing naked in the sea. She liked the thought and realised that it wasn’t just the sea that was making her pussy feel wet. She was actually becoming aroused by the thought that she had exposed herself to a stranger and his response was a raging erection. Hannah’s self confidence was hugely boosted by this thought, and her nipples hardened even more as she gently rubbed her hands over them, as if to wash the sand off them but actually enjoying the sensation sexually.

Looking back at Rich and Lydia, Hannah could see that they were both watching her. Looking at Richard crotch she was somewhat relieved to see that he hadn’t got an erection, perhaps he could just view her as a friend, he did, after all, have Lydia as a girlfriend. Rich meanwhile had a whole host of different thoughts raging through his head as he looked at Hannah’s tits, thankful that he took a couple of hours after an orgasm to become fully erect again he was glad that his cock did not expose his feelings just at that time as he was thinking very dirty thoughts as his eyes feasted on the breasts that Hannah was massaging in front of him.

With Hannah’s confidence boosted, she began to stroll back to the beach, only concerned that her huge bush of pubic hair might look out of place among so many well groomed young ladies on the beach. ‘Oh well’ she thought and strode up the beach back to her place by Lydia, catching the eye of the lad who was watching her in the sea, she smiled at him kindly and he smiled back shyly before dropping his eyes into his book and remaining firmly stomach down on the sand.
By mid afternoon Hannah’s clothes had dried and she said her goodbyes to Rich and Lydia promising to look out for them at the same spot tomorrow. She had already decided that she would be back as soon as possible and intended to make a few improvements in the pubic hair department before she did.

Hannah got dressed but had to leave her old, still damp, knickers in the rucksack pocket, pulling her skirt over her bare ass Lydia remarked “Going commando then Han?” Hannah smiled, she had never gone without knickers, especially under a skirt and the breeze around her pussy was an unusual feeling she had to admit, and a nice one at that. ‘I might have to go out like this more often’ thought Han.

Returning to the granny annex she was living in, Hannah let herself in and went straight to her bedroom where there was a full length mirror on the wall. She removed her blouse and unclipped her bra, letting it fall to the floor before rubbing her hands around her breasts and taking a proud look at the slightly sun-pinked skin. She unbuttoned her skirt and let it drop to the floor revealing her panty-less crotch and she spent some time looking at her body, her tanlines and her bushy pubes,. ‘Haha, what would people think if they could see me here after going about knickerless’, thought Hannah to herself. Little realising that someone WAS watching her, enjoying seeing her naked body for the first time and becoming very excited about the fact that his new lodger went about without any knickers on.

Some pictures are attached to illustrate the story

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Part 4

Bit of a longer story this time but I hope it is OK. There is some real life experience in the story that I will explain at the end. Pictures also to illustrate at the end


Mr Wilson was part of the community at St Saviours Church in Poole. A retired builder, Wilson has sadly lost his wife to cancer ten years before when his son was eight and his daughter ten. With the insurance from his wife’s death, Wilson retired from full time work to concentrate on bringing up his children. In his spare time he employed his building skills to create a granny annex, a building linked to his double garage, yet offering some independence and privacy from the main house located on the other side of the gravel driveway. Wison remarried two years before Hannah arrived, considering that his children were then old enough to cope with a new relationship in his life. But Wilson had a secret. Wilson was a voyeur. He had moved to the Poole area in order to cruise the nudist beach at Studland Bay, but when he got married his wife and family life effectively suppressed his voyeuristic trips and constrained his somewhat un-natural urges into a normal family life. It was perhaps this suppression of Wilson’s natural urges that lead him to his extreme actions.

As Wilson built the granny annex, he built in a secret passageway between the new annex and his double garage. The building was designed so that both the bedroom and the bathroom would share walls, apparently with the garage, but in reality, with the three feet wide corridor between the annex and the garage. It was in this den, accessed through a locked tool cabinet in the garage, that Wilson had set up a huge array of computers, video cameras and recording equipment that spent the hours of the day and night focussed through the special mirrors that were fixed to the walls of both the bathroom and the bedroom of the annex. There were two mirrors in the bedroom (one full length and one above the dressing table) and one full length in the bathroom which was heated to avoid misting with steam and ever blocking his view.

Wilson’s story to his new wife was one of a car restorer who would need to spend hours locked in his garage tinkering with his MGB as a way of dealing with the loss of his first wife. In reality, he was spending hours scanning tapes and compiling DVDs of the best moments captured by his motion sensitive cameras. If someone moved in the bedroom or the bathroom, their every movement was recorded for the delectation of Wilson’s perverted sex drive.

St Saviours Church was more than happy to receive the offer of free accommodation for visiting personnel and hadn’t really noticed that the few single men who came to stay were never offered accommodation while the young attractive couples, visiting students or young missionary couples were immediately housed at Wilson’s Hotel – as it became known.

It was through the special bedroom mirror that Wilson had his first proper view of his latest victim, the rather proper, ladylike, music boffin from Cambridge University, Hannah. Or as Wilson now thought, the free-spirited, hippy-like, sexy young woman who had obviously just returned from a day at the nude beach, without having worn any knickers. ‘One to watch’ thought Wilson as he stepped out of his own trousers and, reaching for a nearby box of tissues, settled into his ‘live action’ leather chair. Checking the cameras were running, Wilson stretched, breathed deeply, spread his legs apart and began to fondle his testicles, enjoying the feel of blood engorging his cock and already causing his rather large penis to rise with the expectation of the private peep show he was about to enjoy.

Hannah meanwhile had spent several minutes looking at her own body in the mirror. For the first time really, she was looking at her naked body in the way that a stranger might. After years of covering up, her natural, naked state had never caused her concern. Now however, it seemed very important to her, especially as she fully planned going naked again the following day after the morning church service of course.

Hannah was happy that her breasts and crotch were very white compared to her arms and legs but she knew that the main thing to be dealt with was her pubic hair. Looking at it now in the mirror as she lay on her bed, she could see the need for it to be trimmed and tidied up. She had discussed with Lydia the reasons why Lydia shaved all of her hairs off. Lydia concentrated on the hygiene aspects, being cleaner after the toilet, being easier to wash etc. She only hinted that her boyfriend liked it more that way and was more likely to lick her c*nt out if she was shaved, and that she was able to get more shuddering orgasms without hairs around her clitoris. She skirted over the itchiness it caused if the didn’t shave frequently and the odd, slightly unprofessional looks the male doctor gave her when she went for a smear test. Lydia certainly didn’t discuss the fact that she became aroused showing the most intimate parts of her body to complete strangers and wanted to expose herself completely to any voyeur’s eyes, or, for that matter, if they were bold enough, to their camera lens. By shaving completely, Lydia felt exposed, open, and clean. With nothing to cover or camouflage her pussy lips, the world would be allowed to look and that thought made her wet.

Grabbing a comb of the bedside table and standing legs apart in front of the mirror, Hannah did something she had never done before, she combed her pubes. When the comb caught a knot it caused her a delightful pain and she soon realised the enjoyment a little tweak of her hairs could cause. She had already decided not to shave completely bare but following the combing she was now sure that she would leave a strip of hair to tweak when she was playing with herself. Pulling clumps of hair at a time Hannah used her nail scissors to trim as much of her pubic region as she could to just a few millimetres in length, sitting cross legged and doubled over to reach right down under herself to trim the hair on her labia lips and round her asshole. Dropping the clippings into the waste paper bin Hannah moved into the bathroom. As she did, Wilson slid his chair along the corridor to the next mirror. By this time, Wilson had almost cum. He had been lightly stroking his cock while Hannah was looking at herself and had lubricated beneath his foreskin with a little saliva to ease the friction so now he was throbbing and felt ready to explode. He knew there would be more to see and he didn’t want to waste a moment, he stopped stroking and gripped his shaft firmly to hold the pre-climactic sensation. The garage door was locked so he knew he wouldn’t be disturbed; Wilson loved this den of his.

Hannah had run the shower and had started to wash the sand and salt off her body. She grabbed the pink razor she used for her underarms and after lathering her pussy with plenty of soap, she began to shave. Gently at first as she did not know how sensitive her pussy would be to shaving, but then more firmly as she felt the hairs being shaved off her tummy. Hannah left a strip of hairs about one inch wide, just a few mm in length and with a rounded top, very tidy she thought, wondering why she had never thought about shaving before. Then she turned her attention to her clitoris hood, the hair seemed thicker there, so it took some careful shaving to remove all of the stubble from her clit hood before cleaning down her labia lips until there was just her asshole to deal with. This was the most difficult and ungainly part. Doubled over with her titties swinging round her knees, Hannah lathered her arse and with her head between her knees she gently shaved all of the area around her most private and tightly puckered opening. All together it took her about ten minutes to fully remove all of the stubble and hairs and when she had finished her skin felt sore and was very pink. She dried herself off and reached for some gentle body oil to sooth her skin.

Rubbing the soothing oil in, Hannah moved back to the bedroom to view herself properly in the full length bedroom mirror. Wilson, by this time, was about ready to ejaculate, but he just managed to push his chair back to the bedroom viewing window without letting go of his engorged cock. Hannah was standing legs apart, leaning slightly back, pushing her newly shaved c*nt forwards towards the mirror, looking for any signs of stray hairs. Reaching down she stroked the length of her pussy letting her finger linger between the lips before drawing it back up past her clitoris, feeling for the first time her fully naked skin, a sensation she thoroughly enjoyed. Bringing her finger up to her nose to smell herself, another old habit, she watched happily as her pussy lips closed together. She realised for the first time, how pretty it looked, smooth and rounded, closing together into a crack, ‘no messy hanging bits like that Lydia has’, thought Hannah smugly as she pushed her labia lips together with the lengths of her fingers. ‘ Definitely an inny’ in Lydia’s terms’. Wilson could hold it no longer. Seeing Hannah’s beautiful pussy lips being squeezed together like a hamburger bun, Wilson felt his knob enlarge, he stroked his shaft once more and then let the wonderful spasms take over. To his surprise, the first load of sperm flew so far it splashed on the inside of the one-way mirror, right where Hannah was holding her pussy together. That sent Wilson further over the edge and forgetting all about tissues, Wilson bucked and writhed out of his chair as he fucked his fist, sending more spunk than he could ever remember offloading into all corners of the den, over his stomach, the chair the floor and onto several of the pieces of electronic equipment he had in the room with him. Exhausted he lay back panting. Through all of the orgasm he had remained completely silent, a skill he had learned over many years of watching people with just a sheet of glass between him and them.

Hannah had no idea of the chaos she was causing just a few feet away from herself and continued to pose and explore her newly cleaned genitals. Bending over she began to investigate her asshole, the hardest area to shave, and falling to her knees she looked over her shoulder to the mirror while she began to finger her newly unveiled c*nt opening and puckered asshole.

Although drained, Wilson had the presence of mind to reposition one of his cameras nearer to the floor to get a full on view looking right up the backside of Hannah as she opened her c*nt with two fingers. As he knelt on the floor focussing the camera on Hannah’s fingers working away at her c*nt opening, he felt a renewed stirring of his cock, and smiling he reached down to his cock to encourage its recovery.

Hannah was now kneeling with her face and one shoulder on the floor, reaching between her legs to her c*nt, where two fingers of her right hand were busy exploring and stimulating her pussy opening. She sucked the middle finger of her left hand and after wetting it completely she reached over her ass cheeks and began to stroke her asshole, tickling her puckered hole with her fingernail and wetting the area with her own saliva. After two or three more tastes of her finger her puckered hole was soaking wet with saliva and Hannah was breathing heavily. She spread her legs apart further and eased the first joint of her middle finger gently into her tightly gripping anus. Always surprised by the strength of her ass muscles, Hannah clenched and relaxed her anus, after the squeeze of her fingertip, she felt her arse hole relax a bit which enabled her to slide her finger in further, right up to the second knuckle.

With the two fingers deep insider her c*nt Hannah twisted them until she could feel the outline of the finger in her ass through the wall of her vagina and anus. Stroking these together through this membrane provided a throbbing orgasmic feeling from deep within her, almost like her uterus was having an orgasm. Feeling her legs weaken from this semi-orgasm, Hannah popped her finger out of her anus, enjoying the tingle left where her finger had been, and spun round to sit cross legged on the floor.

Still facing the mirror and looking at her own newly revealed pussy lips, Hannah started rubbing her clitoris frantically, while cupping and kneading her left breast with the other hand.

Matching Hannah’s rapid hand strokes beat for beat, was Wilson. Still kneeling in front of the mirror and without taking his eyes of the now blurred hand movements of the naked woman behind the mirror, Wilson was wanking himself with abandon. Although it normally took him at least 30 minutes to cum for a second time, the wonderful sight of Hannah’s glistening, shaved c*nt, being frigged frantically in front of him had aroused him enough to be ready to cum twice in ten minutes. Glimpsing his own kneeling reflection in the glass, Wilson smiled, both his hands were at his crotch, he was kneeling and it looked like he was kneeling in prayer. ‘Perhaps this is my new God’ thought Wilson wryly, ‘ the God of sex!’, and with that thought, he climaxed for a second time, once again missing the tissues but this time emptying his load straight onto the floor below him.

Hannah meanwhile was completely unaware of the mayhem she was creating just a few feet away and was totally absorbed in pleasuring herself. She would never describe herself as a regular masturbator, maybe just a couple of times a month and even then she would feel guilty, as if it was dirty and wrong, but this was probably her repressed upbringing. Either way today was a special occasion and Hannah had felt a freedom that she had never encountered before - she felt free to let her mind wander through unlimited fantasies.

The frantic rubbing was having an effect, closing her eyes and leaning back, Hannah felt her pussy juices release inside her and enjoyed the feeling as her labia lips relaxed and parted. She imagined Rich’s cock sliding into her, then her mind flashed and it was no longer Rich, but the younger cock of the lad she had noticed on the beach sitting next to her. ‘Yes, he would do this to me’ she thought, dropping her left hand from her breast to slide a finger between her lips as her right hand continued to frig her clitoris. Her finger slid in smoothly, she was so wet now that the knuckles of her left hand soon became drenched with her own love juices and she could smell the musky aroma of her own sex. By some impulse, Hannah straightened the fingers of her left hand and clamping them together, drove all four fingers inside herself. She felt her c*nt opening stretch, it was slightly painful but in another way quite arousing. Twisting and wiggling her left hand lubricated her knuckles even more and for the first time in her young life Hannah tucked her thumb into her palm and pushed.

Her eyes and mouth both opened wide in shock as her entire fist slid through the tight neck of her vagina and her labia lips closed down on her wrist. She had stopped frigging her clit by now and was leaning back on her right hand to raise herself off the floor slightly to ease the entry of her hand into her c*nt. This had the effect of giving her a better view of her shaved sn*tch which still looked like someone elses, now with a fist inside. Hannah felt herself cum. Her muscles contracting and crushing down on her wrist, a feeling she had never felt before, but one she was determined to repeat. Normally a quiet girl she couldn’t stop herself crying out. “AAWWW WWW, Oh GOD..YES..YES ARRHHH” as she bucked and writhed on her own fist, climaxing and cumming more powerfully than she had ever done before.

When her c*nt stopped twitching, Hannah gently pulled her fist from deep within herself very slowly. She felt the pussy opening stretch once more and again felt the ecstatic pain she had first experienced as her fist slid in, as the knuckles tested her opening to its maximum extreme.

With shaking legs, Hannah climbed onto the bed and collapsed onto her back. Lifting her hand to her nose she smelt the musk of her deeper reaches, ‘a sweet smell, not at all nasty’, and with that thought she drifted into a sexually induced sleep.

Wilson meanwhile had sat transfixed through all of this. Having cum twice, he had no more stamina for another wank, even though he had remained hard throughout the fisting and moaning show he had just seen and heard, his bell end was sore and anyway he knew that he had it all on film for later reviewing. Wiping the remains of spunk from his cock and as much as he could find off his electronic equipment, Wilson cleaned up and got dressed, for some reason, he left the glob of sperm that he had fired onto the mirror. It wasn’t in the way of his camera lenses and anyway it would serve ‘As a reminder of an awesome event’ and with that thought, and a final check of the cameras for the next show, Wison left the Den and, locking the door behind him, he grabbed a handful of greasy bolts before wiping his now oily hands on an old rag. He walked back across the drive to the main house, where he entered the utility room by the back door and gently kissed his wife on the cheek as leant over the sink to wash his hands after his classic car tinkering session!

The explanation
The description of Hannah’s masturbation in this story is almost a verbatim description of my wife from summer last year. We went on a marriage course and one of the things discussed was the suggestion to watch each other masturbate as if no one was watching. The theory was that the partner could pick up on what the other person really enjoyed and could therefore include that in their sex play with each other. My wife didn’t do the shaving bit (sadly) but went straight to the mirror, (with me sitting next to it). She performed the sex act on herself almost exactly like I described in the story. Now I have never been able to fist my wife as I have very wide boxer’s knuckles, so while I knew she liked me to use several fingers inside her, I had never realised that she could get her entire fist inside herself. Unlike Wilson, when her hand disappeared inside herself, (with a surprising rush) and I saw her pussy lips close around her wrist, I came, copiously, I couldn’t stop myself. As I finished spurting, she asked me to slide my smallest finger into her anus so she could rub her clit with her free hand. Almost as I touched her asshole and before I could even get a finger tip in her ass, she came. She bucked and writhed so much on her wrist that I couldn’t keep my finger near her asshole (sadly). When she finally stopped and removed her fist, her vagina opening was huge, a site I will remember forever. We talked later and she explained that she did not masturbate very often, she preferred sex, and she had only ever fisted herself maybe a dozen times in her lifetime as it was a bit painful, but the orgasm’s she got were incredible. For whatever reason (maybe the lack of privacy having children brings) we have not had a masturbation session like that since, and as far as I know she hasn’t fisted herself since. – Maybe next week when the kids are at a sleepover party .

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To finish off the story

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Had some time on the road between customer meetings today so I have managed another epidsode. It is great fun trawling through my picture collection to find appropriate images to illustrate the story. Ended up with 2 lots of pictured for this one! Hope you enjoy.

Part 5
Hannah woke up on Sunday morning after a very deep sleep brought on by her sexual exertions of the night before. She stretched and rubbed her hands down her body, noticing how differently her pussy felt that morning. It was much more sensitive now that it was shaved and she smiled and remembered the night before as she ran her fingers over the smooth surface of her labia lips. She shivered a little as she imagined herself revealing her newly bared pussy to the eyes of the men and women on the nudist beach she planned on visiting that afternoon. Her thoughts wer interrupted by the phone ringing.

Dressed in just a baggy T shirt, Hannah answered the phone, it was Mrs Wilson from the house that owned the granny annex she was living in. It was an invitation to dinner that evening. Hannah had only met Mr & Mrs Wilson twice since she had moved to Poole, once at church before she moved in and once on the day she arrived. They had offered to stay out of her hair and let her come and go to the annex as she pleased. This suited Hannah as it gave her some independence and privacy (so she thought) from the charity of her hosts. I certainly couldn’t have let go like I did last night if I was in a room next to Mrs Wilson thought Hannah to herself smiling as she put down the phone after accepting the offer of dinner.

Hannah dressed and went to Church to lead the music group that morning, this time she took with her a rucksack with all of the things she would need at the beach, she intended to go straight to Studland Bay after the service was over. As she entered the church, she saw Mr Wilson who was opening up as one of his churchwarden duties. He smiled and waved, Hannah waved back. ‘Nice man’ she thought, little realising that Wilson was considering what she looked like under her pretty white cotton skirt, and whether she was wearing knickers (which she was, pale pink ones) and whether she had been masturbating that morning (which she hadn’t). Wilson walked past Hannah greeting her with a brief “hello” while his eyes drifted down the neck of her T shirt top to check to see if she was wearing a bra (which she was – white and smooth so it didn’t show too much – Hannah was a modest girl after all!)

As soon as church finished, Hannah jumped on the bus to the harbour and crossed on the ferry, following the same path she used the day before, she again felt a tingle between her legs as she walked past the “Warning – Naturists” sign, ‘That’s me now’ she smiled to herself.

Because she was quite late to the beach, it was even busier than the day before, so she was pleased to spot Rich and Lydia close to their place of the day before. She walked over to them and spotted the young lad, also in the same place as before, Hannah smiled to herself wondering if it was the thought of her naked body that had drawn him back again. She realised that she had begun to like the idea of strangers seeing her naked body. It didn’t matter because she would never see them in polite company. She could reveal her intimate parts to anyone on the beach freely and enjoy the excitement it gave her of thinking of someone getting aroused looking at her body.

Hannah could hardly wait to get stripped off and after dropping her towel on the sand next to Rich, she pulled her T shirt over hear head, shaking her hair and enjoying the feel of the breeze over her breasts. In the same way as Saturday, but this time standing up in the full view of the beach, Hannah unclipped her bra and bent forwards so that her bra fell down off her breasts. Dropping the bra into her rucksack, Hannah noticed Rich fidget and moan and saw Lydia smile but thought nothing more of it as she unbuttoned her cotton skirt and let that fall to her feet. Now with her ‘nice’ pink knickers, Hannah was much happier to undress on the beach, she was so focussed on enjoying her own striptease that she hadn’t realised that she was now standing directly in front of Rich’s face and as she slid her panties down over her knees and straightened up her newly shaved c*nt was just a few inches from Rich’s face. Rich looked straight into her neatly trimmed pubic region and his eyes rolled over the bared skin of her freshly shaven pussy lips, the scene looked like a picture from a porn mag. his mouth fell open “My GOD”, he couldn’t stop himself saying, feeling light in the head as a rush of blood surged into his penis and adrenaline rushed through his veins, he was actually shaking with the shock of seeing Hannah’s c*nt, so close to his face, and so naked!.
“Sorry, I mean, Oh gosh, you look different. Excuse me I need to go for a swim” and unable to disguise a raging erection, Rich stood awkwardly and with his penis bouncing with every step, he jogged into the sea to hide his excitement.

Hannah looked at Lydia and they both burst out laughing. “Oh God, I’m so sorry” said Hannah, “I should have been more discreet” “Don’t worry Han” sniggered Lydia, “You should be flattered, Mind you, your pussy does look pretty now that you have shaved it” and for the first time in her life Hannah felt no reluctance to let another woman look closely at her vagina. She even spread her legs to give Lydia a better view of her hairstyle.
“You’re an INNY” Cried Lydia, no wonder Romeo got so stiff, I don’t think he’s ever seen such a tidy pussy, apart from the pictures he gets from the internet of course”.
“What do you mean, pictures?” said Hannah “you don’t mean he looks at pictures of women’s vaginas on the internet?”
“C’mon Han, you’re a grown up, we both do, it spices things up a bit, it’s where you can stare for as long as you like without upsetting people. Don’t tell me you’ve never Googled erections?”
“Goodness no” exclaimed Hannah, not sure quite why she hadn’t. Because it ‘wasn’t done’ in her family she supposed, although now she thought about it she couldn’t see the harm in it.
“Anyway Han, that’s a lovely pussy you’ve got there, you can stand there with pride, or would you lie to sit down so I can put sun cream your back.

Hannah realised that she was standing there exposing herself, and now drawing several appreciative glances from both men and women on the beach, including the young lad who have become brave enough to openly stare, smiling at Hannah’s body. ‘Brave boy’ thought Hannah and her tummy tingled as she sat down, confidence and courage both100% improved from the day before. Hannah lay on her towel and let Lydia cream her back and her legs, this time she noticed Lydia deliberately ran her fingers right to the top of Hannah’s legs, firmly stroking the back of her c*nt opening and drawing the sun cream right across Hannah’s now hairless ass hole. ‘That’s a bit thorough’ thought Hannah, but this time did not jump or appear shocked, instead for reasons she could not fully explain, relaxed under Lydia’s hands, parted her legs slightly and enjoyed having her puckered ass touched, she knew she was perfectly clean as she had thoroughly showered before leaving home that morning and was weeks away from her period, so was confident in her own personal hygiene. Lydia was feeling slightly exhilarated and a little confused. She would never have thought of herself having any bi-sexual or lesbian tendencies, but as she was stroking Hannah’s intimate parts, she realised that she was enjoying it, and beginning to feel her nipples harden in arousal. She felt a little naughty as she let her fingers touch Hannah’s pussy and deliberately touched her ass hole, to see what it felt like touching another woman’s ass, and to see what Hannah’s reaction was. ‘maybe she’s a les’ thought Lydia, strangely intrigued to know more about her new naked friend, who seemed to enjoy the fingers of another woman on her private parts.
“Roll over” said Lydia hoarsely
“Why” said Hannah
“So I can cream your front” smiled Lydia naughtily.
“Oh, I don’t know if, I mean, I can do that myself..” Hannah gasped awkwardly, now more concerned about just how much Lydia would do under the public’s gaze and feeling a wall of prudishness and her old embarrassment sweep over her.
“Come on don’t be a sissy” encouraged Lydia as Hannah reluctantly and slowly rolled onto her back.
Lydia held the bottle of sun cream high above Hannah’s tits and sprayed onto both of Hannah’s nipples.
Hannah was tense, she had never been treated like this and wasn’t sure what was happening, she did know that she was quite enjoying the sensation and that Lydia was a nice girl so she didn’t say anything as Lydia cupped both of Hannah’s breasts in her hands and began to firmly massage the cream into her sun-pinked skin, paying particular attention to her nipples. After probably longer than strictly necessary, Lydia picked up the cream again and this time concentrated her attention on Hannah’s navel and pubic mons area, filling Hannah’s belly button with cream before tracing a trail into the thick of Hannah’s remaining short pubic hairs. Before Hannah could say anything, both of Lydia’s hands were between her legs rubbing her labia lips with cream, Hannah started to sit up.
“Relax babe” whispered Lydia huskily “this is your most sensitive skin now, I feel responsible for you so it’s up to me to make sure you are completely protected from the sun”
Hannah relaxed and let Lydia’s fingers slide over and around her pussy lips, relaxing a little when Lydia needed to slide a finger down over her arsehole to rub in some spurious cream that was dribbling down over her puckered opening. Hannah felt her sex moistening and hoped Lydia would think it was just the cream, but Lydia was aware of what she was doing and noticed the changes in Hannah as she slid her fingers slightly too far between Hannah’s c*nt lips and drew a nail over the end of Hannah’s clitoris.

Hannah Sat up, suddenly aware that any more of this and she would run the risk of being masturbated by a woman on a public beach. While this thought was surprisingly nor repulsive to Hannah, her upbringing kicked in and she sat up to stop the experience from going too far, on that day at least
“Thanks Lydia” croaked Hannah, “That will do I think”
“OK Han” smiled Lydia, “Just want to make sure my friend’s OK” and with a wink, Lydia rubbed the rest of the cream on her hands over her own breasts, which Hannah noticed were looking very perky and (in view of their small size) even a little bit engorged as though she was aroused, (which of course, by now she was).

“Can I cream you now” asked Hannah.
“Yes please” said Hannah leaning back and opening her legs wide for the world to see. Both girls knew that Lydia had already got cream on but from Hannah’s perspective she wanted to feel and touch Lydia’s body. She had never touched a woman intimately before and was more than a little excited and aroused at the thought of giving Lydia a good feeling-up. For the first time in her life, Hannah cupped another woman’s breasts and rubbed them, enjoying the feel of the perky titties in her hands and starting to realise what men found so interesting about women’s tits. ‘ they are soo different to mine’ thought Hannah as she let her eyes wander down to Lydia’s crotch to look closely at her pussy, revealed so blatantly to the world. ‘I wonder what it would be like to lick it?’ thought Hannah ‘What it would be like to give Lydia an orgasm’ Hannah’s hands slid down Lydia’s belly and Lydia arched her back “Mmmm, Han, that’s nice” and before Hannah realised, she was touching Lydia’s pussy lips, and more, she had parted them with her index finger and was now rubbing very engorged Lydia’s clitoris.
“Oh God, rub it in well there Han” whispered Lydia as Hanna began to roll her finger over Lydia’s clitoris, Hannah gave in to her inhibitions and began to subtly masturbate Lydia right there on the beach, in front of whoever wanted to watch. Hannah thought about what felt nice for her, and how she liked to frig herself and applying her oen fingering technique to Lydia. She increased the speed her hand was moving, felling Lydia’s clit expose itself from under her clit hood as she became more aroused.
“God, God, God” breathed Lydia quietly as she sat up clamping her thighs around Hannah’s hand.
“Oh yesss” she breathed her pussy contracting in a spasm as she came on Hannah’s hand.
“God, that was good” breathed Hannah
“you really know what a woman wants!”
And looking at Hannah after making such a blindingly obvious statement, both Lydia and Hannah burst out laughing and hugged each other, not like sex partners but like naughty sisters.


Rich meanwhile had headed out to the sea and had crouched down to hide his throbbing erection. Watching Lydia cream Hannah’s back had been tasty enough to get him stroking his cock, but when Hannah lay on her back, revealing her c*nt, Rich began wanking at full pelt. ‘An inny’ he kept thinking to himself, ‘a perfectly shaved pussy with no labia lips sticking out’ While he enjoyed sucking and teasing Lydia’s pussy lips, Rich did really fantasise about playing with and licking an inny, and now watching his girlfriend playing with another woman’s c*nt was driving him wild. He had never thought of Lydia of having any lesbian or even bi sexual tendencies or interests, but here she was looking like she was teasing Hannah and enjoying every second of it, her nipples were as erect as Rich had ever seen them and as she bent forward to rub Hannah’s stomach, Rich was sure he could see a glistening over Lydia’ labia lips as they stuck out of her c*nt.

Rich felt like he was dreaming, he given in to his erection and had been stroking himself all the time Lydia had been creaming and touching Hanna. Controlling the urgency of his arousal, it was all he could do to wank himself slowly under the water without drawing more attention to himself. As he checked his surroundings for people watching him, he saw the lad next to the girls on the beach staring over the top of his book, just as Rich did, but this lad’s head was just a couple of feet behind a kneeling Lydia who had shifted to the side of Hannah to get a better position to knead her labia. Rich could see the towel the lad had placed over his knees and as he watched could see a twitching as the lad was obviously jerking his own cock while staring right up the arsehole and c*nt of HIS girl. “Oh good for you my son, feast your eyes, she’s mine” and revelling in the thought that his girl was being used as wank material, Rich felt his knob engorge and a heavy pumping rose from the depths of his balls sending his jizm shooting through the water.

When Rich made it back to the beach the girls were relaxing reading books.
“All right girls?” he asked knowingly
“Oh yes thank you” they chorused brightly back before concentrating their minds on the romantic fiction they had both chosen as their beach read

The pictures below illustrate Hannah reavealing herself to Rich, Lydia inspecting Hannah's newly shaved sn*tch, a couple illustrating Hannah on the beach and oa shot that Rich might have seen when he came out of the sea

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I had to incude this series, it goes someway to illustrating Lydia and Hannah putting sun cream on each other

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As an aside to Hannah’s education, you might like to hear about some of the things Wilson has seen over the past few years while he has been secretly filming his guests through two-way mirrors in his granny annex.

One of the first guests Wilson had living in his apartment were a missionary couple from America who were visiting the church for one week. They were a young attractive couple so Wilson immediately offered them space to stay at no charge.

She was a slightly chubby, fun girl, with a huge personality and was always joking around. He was a stocky baseball playing yank from Austin Texas. There was only one night that Wilson managed to watch them engage in any sexual action, they had been upset by something the vicar had said to them and ended up drinking vodka all night. They had Gradually got more and more stripped off as the evening wore on and more and more playful as they forgot their earlier argument at Church. By 11pm Reg ended up totally naked and Donna was wearing just her blouse when they started playing with each other in the kitchen. This was unfortunate for Wilson, as he could only see the kitchen through the mirror in the lounge so his view was restricted. However he did see enough of Donna’s trimmed bush to recognise a woman who kept her hair short and shaved her labia lips, either to keep herself clean, or more likely, to get her man excited, Wilson suspected the latter as he watched Reg undo Donna’s blouse, and grabbing her from behind, slide three fingers into her moist pussy lips. Donna smiled and turned to Reg, forcing him to kiss her full on the lips.
“Finger me tonight” she said “I don’t want your cock, just make me cum with your fingers”
“Ok as long as I can cum on your face” smiled Reg
“Oh you know I don’t like that” said Donna pulling a face
“OK then” and Wilson watched as the two of them headed for the bedroom, Donna stripping off her blouse so she was completely naked. Reg lay beside Donna and slid his two middle fingers into Donna’s pussy, holding her open and stroking the inside of her vagina wall, he frigged her hard and fast, causing Donna to catch her breath as the waves of orgasm shook her and she felt her pussy gush with her cum.
“God, again” urged Donna and rubbing his erect cock against her hips, Reg frigged his wonderful wife Donna for over an hour, causing her to come as many as eight times. By the time Donna had had enough, Reg was worn out. He went to the toilet leaving Donna to lie back and recover
“Remember the facial” shouted Reg from the bathroom.
‘OK’ thought Donna, ‘I’m going to enjoy this one’ and waiting for Reg to get back, Donna pounced on him, taking his now semi erect penis completely into her mouth and clamping her lips around the base of his shaft.
“Oh God, watch out” warned Reg, he knew that Donna was sometimes able to deepthroat him, especially if she built up to it and he didn’t want to cause her to gag by suddenly becoming erect. She squeezed his balls.
“mmfmffm big as you like big boy” Donna mumbled with a mouth full of cock. Reg squeezed his ass muscles causing his cock to shoot to full size and felt Donna convulse as her gag reaction threatened. Gulping back, Donna felt the head of Reg’s cock slide past her tonsils, once it had been there for a short while she was OK and had found that she could control her gag reflex. She began to throatfuck him. Reg could feel Donna’s tonsils stimulating the sides of his glans and could feel the warmth of the back of her throat on the head of his cock.
“Oh God, how do you do that?, that is fucking awesome” moaned Reg leaning back in ecstasy. Donna fondled Reg’s balls while the throatfucked him, feeling her nose hitting the base of his penis and clamping down tightly with her lips on the base of his cock. ‘7inches in length’ she thought, ‘all in my mouth and down my throat, I own you boy!’. As Reg flicked his fingers over her clitoris, Donna succumbed to another orgasm, causing her to shudder and her throat to swallow around Reg’s cock. The effect on Reg’s cock was instant.
“Here it comes” yelled Reg and reluctantly pulled his cock out of Donna’s mouth and shot his load all over Donna’s face, hair and even onto the pillow.
“Oh God, next time can I shoot it down your throat?” asked Reg falling back off Donna.
“Don’t push your luck big boy” smiled Donna wiping the cum off her face.

Cuddling together after their sex session they discussed how they could use their last days in England to play a trick on the vicar and get their own back for the things he had said to them about the way they ran their lives. The plan was hatched and Wilson, astonished, watched it all play out.

Donna and Reg invited the vicar and his wife to dinner “as a way of saying sorry and no hard feelings” Reg had said, but their plan was anything but an apology. During dinner the two couples managed to keep a very polite conversation going and Donna even wondered if they should go through with the plan, but every time the went into the kitchen, Reg persuaded Donna that they had to.

When it was time for dessert, Donna offered a traditional American Apple Pie with English custard, or an English Eton Mess of Strawberries, cream and meringue, knowing the vicar would go for the Eton Mess every time after hearing from other parishioners.
“Eton mess for me please” chimed the vicar and his wife at the same time. Donna looked at Reg and winked.
“Give us a few minutes please” said Donna while she and Reg left the table together, pulling the kitchen door closed behind them
“just going to finish it off”
And grabbing the bowl of meringue, strawberries and squirty cream, Donna and Reg headed out of the other door of the kitchen into the bathroom.
“Go on, quick” breathed Donna trembling.
“Ok hang on” mumbled Reg, fumbling his trouser zip. With the zip down, Reg’s penis hung limply out of his shorts,
“oh God, no” said Donna, “come on, think about throat fucking me, you’re cumming down my throat, you’ve got two fingers up my ass and I’m cumming all over your hand. Imagine me being taken by another man, I’m on top of him, you come behind me and slide your cock up my ass, I’m being double penetrated. Come on Reg get stiff, please.”
“Keep going babe” mumbled Reg, wondering where the hell Donna’s fantasies were coming from and whether he could persuade her to see any of them through, she didn’t usually like him touching her bum, ‘but maybe she could be persuaded’ Reg thought as Donna continued.
“Come on Reg, you’re fucking my ass and I’m taking a man in my cunny, think how that would feel, you would feel his erection through my membrane, you could cum in my asshole and I could dribble your cum out of my ass”
Reg was solid and with his fist flying, began to masturbate. Donna put the bowl of strawberries and meringue on the side of the bath.
“Dressing please Reg, a bit of cream for the vicar and his wife if you please” and with a final squeeze Reg started to spray his semen over the strawberries and meringue until he had emptied his balls over their visitors food.
When Reg was empty and had wiped his cock on the stirring spoon, Donna squirted the cream over the food and mixed up the Eton Mess.
“This is for insulting us” mumbled Donna stirring Reg’s cum into the cream and strawberries, until it had disappeared.

Reg and Donna were very jolly for the rest of the dinner. The vicar and his wife had gobbled down the Eton mess and had asked for second helpings, which made Reg laugh out loud and make up some excuse about hearing how much the vicar liked the pudding.

To tease Reg, Donna had a small bowl of the Eton Mess and ate it in such a suggestive way that Reg became fully erect under the table and couldn’t help grinning. Donna deliberately left some of the cum-cream on her top lip and when the vicar’s wife told her she had some cream on her mouth, both Donna and Reg burst out laughing. The vicar’s wife took it all in good humour and when they left they felt like Donna and Reg were the nicest people.


Postscript
As in an earlier story, the one above is all fiction, but based on some fact. We did make an Eton Mess like this one. It was my wife’s idea to payback a work colleague of mine (and his trophy girlfriend). He is an arse and when he found out my wife was a teacher, he kept going on about “those that can, do, and those that can’t, teach.” Prat. His wife didn’t have two brain cells to rub together either, she did have two huge tits though. Anyway, we did the dirty on them.

When it was time for dessert, we both left the table to “finish off the pudding” while the guests were left with our photo book of 1999 - 2001 – we had been reminiscing about skiing holidays. We knew that the 1999-2001 book was a bit naughty and we had pretended to forget that toward the middle of the book were pictures of us on a nudist beach on a Greek island in so we knew they wouldn’t rush out once they had found those pictures!. Anyway we headed for the bathroom with a small bowl of ingredients (strawberries and meringue) and after a similar round of hunt the erection (nervs!) I was finally able to deliver a load before my wife covered the whole lot in squirty cream. This special portion was served in a special bowl and served to my colleague (after mixing some in the dish of his girlfriend for good luck!).

Attached are some photos illustrating Donna and Reg’s activities and some shots my wife took of us making the special pudding.