Hippie friend.
I have a friend who I met in university. She was likely 5'6 125lbs with brown hair and a thin but athletic build. As I got to know her I learned she was a total free spirit. Beyond a little bit of flirting it was strictly platonic.
I could never really figure out if she just liked being a tease or was truly carefree and comfortable with me. I tend to think it was the later.
This story takes place when we were both about 23. We had finished school and joined the workforce. After a particularly stressful work week I stopped by her place for a drink.
She lived in a shared house with a number of friends. The house had a large backyard and backed onto a green space.
For whatever reason her roommates had all left for the evening or the night. So her and I sat out the back of the house catching up and having a drink to celebrate the warm weather and the weekend. She was wearing a shorter summer dress (I think it was multi coloured and somewhat loose fitting)
We were sitting chatting and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't trying to see her panties. As I mentioned generally she was carefree and it was a matter of seconds before her panties would be on display. Today she was a bit more careful.
We ordered some pizza and eventually heard the doorbell in the house and she quickly got up to get it. I thought as she got up I noticed some brown hair between her legs. But wasn't sure. It also wasn't shocking thinking she might be commando knowing how carefree she was.
She came back a few minutes later with the pizza laughing saying that she thinks she flashed the pizza guy when she squatted down to get money out of her purse. I said oh well sure he's seen underwear before to which she responded saying that she didn't feel like wearing any today.
I asked her to prove it and she said no way. And that she knows she isn't super careful anyways so she's surprised I didn't already know.
We continued hanging out that night as the sun set and we both got a bit more intoxicated. I still didn't get a great view up her dress though. Eventually I steered the conversation to nudity and how I had been to a couple nude beaches in the past. She seemed pretty impressed and said that she dared me to strip naked and walk to tree at the end of her back yard. As I mentioned it was a private yard so I wasn't worried about other people seeing. I stripped naked and walked with my back to her to the tree and slowly turned and walked towards her. It was still pretty light out so she definetly saw everything. I got back to my chair and pulled my clothes back on as she giggled at the situation.
Once I sat back down I looked at her and said your turn. Without missing a beat she stood up. Pulled her dress over her head and undid her bra standing nude infront of me.
As I mentioned she had an athletic build. Very nice breast. Large B cup if I had to guess. And she had a full bush that was brown but trimmed to about an inch length. She slowly sauntered to the back of the yard and walked back laughing and not trying to cover at all.
She put her dress back on without the bra. But for the rest of the evening didn't try to hard to prevent her pussy from showing. At one point I commented that I liked her bush. She said she had been too lazy to groom lately and lifted her dress and sort of ran her hand through her pubic hair and covered herself back up.
Eventually something came up - one of us had to head to a different party or had to be up early the next morning. We parted ways and said we would have to have more backyard visits throughout the summer. And we did. Just none of them involved nudity.
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