[manicade]

The second true story is more personal. The first story can be found in the Downblouse stories. This event caught me off guard and was a bit embarrassing for reasons that will become apparent. If anyone questions whether or not my two stories are true, you can check this one for yourself. Just go to the festival and follow what we did

No2 Glastonbury is a great place, it feels like home. However it is a long 5 days (the music festival is 3 days but you can get on site 2 days early for added fun) and if the weather is bad it can seem like 5 weeks. Consequently you end up filthy and cold. In the Greenfields area, we found out that Greenpeace had set up hot free showers. Powered by solar and using bio-degradable soap/shampoo etc. A hot shower was just the thing and we (the girlfriend and I) set off to find the place and join the queue.

The showers were at the far end of the Greenpeace field on the right hand side. Set up in a long white plastic tunnel about 40 meters long and about 15 meters wide. We arrived and thought we would give it a go. We joined the queue behind a young girl of around 16-17 who was on her own. She was short around 5ft 2" slender with big boobs and long dark hair (about halfway down her back). We smiled at each other and exchanged a few words, "are you having a good time? Seen any good bands"...etc...Just general chit-chat whilst in the queue. We were soon joined in the queue by two girls in their mid 20's and then many more behind. We queued for about 45mins and in that time we had gotten to know the first girl quite well. Her name was Kate. Kate was a bit of a looker and I was secretly hoping she might want to hang around with us later and grab a beer. With the festival spirit and a bit of alcohol who knows what could have happened? Maybe I could even sneak a peek at her in the shower block when the girlfriend was not looking lol.

We eventually came to the shower entrance and my girlfriend nudged me in the ribs and nodded her head to say look in there... Only able to be seen from the immediate entrance were a line of people (males and females) stood waiting, naked but for the towels wrapped around them. We were led inside and told to take off our muddy boots on the plastic and step up to enter the "clean" changing area. As we had been chatting with Kate, the attendants thought we were "together" and once our shoes were off pointed us to our changing area. Note I said area, not cubicle. The changing area was open plan, a bay big enough for 8 people and as we went in a naked couple were just towelling off after their shower (they were on the left side of the bay and we went to the right side leaving the back wall free). OMG I was not gonna get a quick glimpse of Kate, with any luck I was gonna see her naked..........and she was gonna see me!

A mixture of panic fear and excitement took over. I had never been naked in public, neither had my girlfriend, OMG (again), my girlfriend, she was gonna have to get naked too and there is another bloke in our area. He might see her pussy..... My girlfriend is 5ft4" size 8, A cup and has a landing strip shaved pussy.
We were all taken by surprise, me, the girlfriend and Kate, but strangely nobody said anything. Kate started to take off her coat, I looked at my girlfriend (half hoping she would say "come on I ain't getting my kit off in here") to see her dump her bag on the seat, give me a wicked smile and go for the zip on her coat. The realisation hit me we were about to get naked in public and my girlfriend seemed to be enjoying the thought of it.

Just as I started to get my clothes off, the two girls from behind us in the queue were led in to our area to the back wall. I was surrounded by women and one guy (who was by now doing his best to go slow). I carefully looked at his still naked wife who had just picked up her knickers. She had a totally shaven pussy and firm breasts; she was nicely tanned and had tan lines showing that she would not normally even go topless. I felt a twinge in my cock as I watched her put one leg and then the other into her knickers and pull them up to cover her beautiful bald beauty. A hard-on now was the last thing that I needed. I turned to get undressed and desperately tried to think of something boring.... I don't know how I managed it but I kept control.
I had Kate on my left and my girlfriend on my right. I was trying to face my girlfriend but keep one eye on Kate, one eye on the girls in the corner and all the time trying not to get caught looking. I think the fear of getting off my own clothes helped in the trouser department. The moment of truth was approaching my girlfriend was down to her bra and knickers. Would she show the guy, hide or show him by "accident".

My heart was racing I still had my jeans on and was doing a great job of folding my shirt to keep me behind in the race to get naked. My girlfriend turned to face me and grinning sheepishly reached behind her back to unfasten her bra. The other bloke could see her sideways on. I could not see him but if he was looking he would have seen her pert A cup breasts come into view as she took the bra off. She stood there topless for a few seconds smiling wildly (she was enjoying this) then she picked up her towel and put it into her teeth, turned towards the wall and placed her fingers into the waistband of her knickers she bent forward and pulled them down (rather slowly) and stepped out of them. If the other bloke was watching and still sat down he would have seen her pussy under her bum as she bent forward. Looking back it was a bit too slow and deliberate, an "accidental" flash maybe. She stood naked by my side, towel in her mouth hanging in front of her whilst she tied up her hair.

I took the chance as I dropped my jeans and turned away to face Kate a little more. My timing was immaculate and a pure chance. Unbeknown to me she was already topless and as I turned she was just removing her thong, she was sideways on to me and bent forward (as so was I, was taking off my trousers). As I turned she looked at me straight in the eyes. She was naked and she knew there was nothing she could do about it, I was gonna see her naked. She held my stare for about a second, and then she grinned a nervous grin, broke my stare and stood up. I could clearly see her big boobs swinging free as she placed her knickers in her bag. I had to sit to get my leg out of my jeans and her thick black bushy mound of pubic hair was level with and about 2 feet from my face, I could even make out the detail of her pussy lips. She leant forward again to pick up the towel to wrap herself in. As she wrapped herself up I dropped my boxers and made no attempt to cover up my modest little man. I thought, she has been kind enough to show me hers, so I thought I would make sure she saw mine...lol

Part 2 to follow