Human Awareness Institute or HAI courses?

[Pedro the Fisherman]

I awoke very early and noticed my roommate had not returned that night, perhaps he was breaking the rules! I slipped into my jogging pants (no underwear today!) and Tshirt, slipped on my jacket and made my way outside. It was a wonderful morning with a heavy dew on the grass and blue sky above. Although only 6.30 am, it was pleasantly warm already. One of the Male course members was out jogging, but apart from that I was alone with my excitement.
I knew we would be ‘disrobing’ late that morning, still about five hours away. I couldn't wait!

I went into the common room and made a coffee, half awake on a couch was my roommate, a guy called Nick. “I'm an insomniac” he said, I crash out here now, as I read most of the night. “You have the room to yourself, if you like. I'll just use the shower when I need it”. That sounded great, but if I followed the rules, it would make little difference anyway.
Breakfast started at 8am and was soon buzzing with excited people, all bubbling about last evening’s revelations. I looked for the nervous lady from dinner, she was nowhere to be seen. I briefly caught sight of Sian the other side of the room, but she was deep in conversation with the jogger I'd seen earlier. It later transpired that they were both cross country runners at quite a high level.

I was joined by the large Norfolk lady (we'll call her Sue) who was very hyped up. “do you know what's going to happen next?” she said and without waiting for me to reply, blurted loudly “ we're all going to strip off stark bollock naked!”. I raised an eyebrow and said “ what at breakfast?”. “No, silly...once we're back in the ‘room of love’s...exciting isn't it!”. I claimed ignorance, knowing it was some time further ahead that morning, but couldn't be seen to know better. “have you been naked in front of strangers before" she quizzed. “yes, quite a lot" I said. “ oh cripes, nobody has ever seen me naked since I was a toddler...and there's rather a lot more of me nowadays!” I tried to change the subject and was saved by the arrival of G, carrying a large bowl of fruit and cereal. “ have a good breakfast, it's a long session this morning" she announced. “I will" I said heading for second helpings.

[Pedro the Fisherman]

The ‘room of love’ seemed warm and cosy as I walked barefoot to my back Jack and mat, I'd left the night before. Next to mine, was one marked ‘Emma’ and I wondered which of the females it belongs to. The question was answered when the blonde who refused my hug walked past me and collected it. So, you're an Emma, I thought. Pretty name for a pretty lady, I'm going to try and bring you around before the course is over. I positioned myself in a similar position to yesterday. G was now over the other side of the room. The facilitators arrive and give us a pep talk on how you “put the most you can into something, the more you will get out". They then announce that ‘Cherie’ a woman of about 60 will be joining us to balance the gender, she had been one of the helpers, but we had ‘lost' a female this morning, the nervous lady it transpired. Last night had been too much for her, I wondered if she knew what was coming this morning? I was a little sad, as I'd imagined seeing her naked on my morning walk.

That morning we were divided into big and small groups, these (it would be explained shortly) would be for discussion and larger exercises, when not working one to one. We had no choice in what group to join, the helpers came and took you by the hand to a balanced group. I found myself in a group of six (small group) and without any of the people I'd hoped to be with! Nick (insomniac and HAI regular), John (a helper, who would also act as a type of facilitator in this small group) and three ladies. The flame haired beauty, the short haired dumpy lady of about 60 (Jan) and a girl who was from Slovenia but living in London. She was quite attractive and in her late 30s, with longish light brown hair and wore more make up than we'd been told about last night! The flame haired girl was called ‘Alex’ and although stunningly beautiful, had a rather cold manner. I wondered if she had hoped to be in a small group with better looking men!

John took charge and we all had to speak for 2 minutes on what brought us here, then another turn to talk about ourselves. The Slovenia girl had been working in London for 7 years, but had found it difficult to bond with any man in the UK. She hoped the course would help her see if it was anything about herself that she could change. Jan told us she had been a nurse for 30 years and 4 years ago, her husband had left her for a younger woman. She wanted to rediscover intimacy before she got too old! Alex, was a shock! She lives in Spain and had come over just for the course, recommended by a girlfriend of hers. She had been working as a fashion expert on TV (Channel 5 in the UK) but the show had ended and she needed a boost. She announced she was very ‘materialistic’ and hopeless with relationships, she hoped this weekend might help her to change.

The morning continued, several ‘melees' and a larger group discussion (two small groups together) allowed me a look at ‘Emma' who was in the adjacent other small group. We were then broken up and invited to come up to the facilitators stage and say anything about ourselves or how we were finding things. A coffee break was declared and we trooped out. I looked at the common room clock, it was after 11 and my pulse rose. I also forgot to say, we were not allowed watches!

I went to the toilet and remembered I had no underwear on, worried about a drip marking my jogging pants, I took longer than normal to leave. When I returned, the last of the group was trooping into the room. Damn, now I'd be at the back. We were told to sit in a space of our own and we were about to reach the ‘most difficult’ part of the weekend for many here. The facilitators spent 20 minutes telling us how it was going to work. Nobody had to remove any clothing, unless they wanted to. There was no right or wrong way to approach the next module, we were all ‘at choice’.

We were then asked to stand up and close our eyes....I could hardly breath!

[Pedro the Fisherman]

Once I'd closed my eyes I started to make a mental note of who was near to me. From the females, right in front of me was Jan and off to one side Alex. Further away, I could see G and Sian. Emma was hidden behind others. I half opened my eyes to see if I'd missed anyone to keep an eye out for, they seemed to be mostly helpers and guys that were near me.

Then, it came....the instruction to slowly remove as much of your clothing as you felt comfortable with...but do NOT open your eyes. I pulled my Tshirt off and slid down my jogging pants. Through a tiny chink in my eyelids I was aware of people getting naked in front of me. Jan took everything off, her large bottom and fleshy thighs gave her away. Next to her Alex also appeared to strip, but she was meticulously folding everything in a neat pile at her feet. She was incredibly thin, but very fit. The others, I couldn't really see. We were then asked to open our eyes, a collective sigh went around the room, possibly because of the fear that you might be the only person to get naked in the room!

We should not have worried, about 60% of the group were fully nude, about 20% kept on underpants and a few had remained in Tshirt and bottoms. My eyes scanned the room, there was G...fully naked and then Emma (bra and panties...damn). What about Sian, ahh...fully naked and facing the back of the room, talking to her running mate next to her. Bloody hell I thought, tiny breasts with even smaller nipples and a huge black bush...so big, I thought it was black underwear at first. But, goodness me, she was fit!

We were then told to ‘melee' around the room again! This was new and very exciting! We were told to make eye contact and not stray to our eyes to any other body parts, no matter how hard it was. I had a cuddly hug with the naked Jan, but struggled with asking others like Sian. Nobody asked me, this time.

We were then told to sit with our ‘buddy’ from yesterday. I found G and was disappointed to find her wearing a tiny white G string. From behind at a distance, it looked like she had been nude!
On the stage, the facilitators were joined by two Male helpers. To my shock, one was sporting a giant erection! This, we were told was ‘normal' and not something to ‘take offence' about, as men had very little control over these things! The female facilitator stood and bent over the erect member and gave it a little stroke. “ this will probably happen to every man here during the weekend", please girls, remember to keep within the rules about boundaries and given a few minutes this will return to it's sleeping state!

“good grief" we will all probably get an erection this weekend, this was stronger stuff than I’d researched. She then asked us to take up our ‘HAI seating position’ again, as we had yesterday, with our buddies. As we shuffled forward, G's enormous breasts with large oval nipples wobbled wonderfully and she giggled. I looked down, my penis (now very bare and looking quite small) was only a few inches from her tiny cotton strip that covered her own very private place. She was obviously shaved or sported a very small landing strip, no pubic hair was visible at the edges of the strip.

We repeated yesterday's exercise, “no boundaries except my ears again" she said to my prompted question. On the facilitators instruction, I moved slowly downwards. When it came to upper body, I asked again “any boundaries?” “no boundaries” she replied. My finger tips slowly caressed her breasts, just as yesterday, but now without the layer of clothing. G purred gently. I received the same answer (“ no boundaries") for lower body too. This time, as well as thighs and feet I leant forward and found I could just about caress her buttocks too, at least at the sides. I brought my finger forward and wondered if I should take her at her word and stroke the little G string. I held back and continued down her legs. She opened her eyes and whispered “coward!”.

Now it was my turn to be stroked, how would I cope?

[camoj]

Looking forward to the next instalment!

[Pedro the Fisherman]

When it's your turn to receive attention at HAI it is expected to close your eyes in most cases. This heightens the sensuality and removes any distractions. By the third stage (lower body) of my turn, I was very distracted indeed! G slid her fingers from my knees down to my toes and then back up inside my thighs.

Just before reaching my dick she moved her stroking up again, teasing me like hell. She repeated the whole thing three times before the facilitator announced "and bring the stroking to a natural end" when she finally brought both hands down a gently brushed along the top of my penis, now semi aroused despite my best efforts to keep it down. "There" she said " did you enjoy that?". "I certainly did" I mumbled looking down at my now much enlarged member. " if you have permission to touch, you just have to follow up. If you don't have permission, never break that boundary...simple as that" she said.

We were called for another melee of hugging and circulation, I hoped my semi arousal was not too evident as I placed my mat and backrest at the side of the room. Almost immediately I was asked if I wanted a hug from a women I'd not really noticed before. She was about 40 and rather plain, to say the least. Scruffy brown hair and not a great complexion was completed with a rather skinny body. Despite this, she was fully nude and wanted to hug me, how could I resist. Next, I encountered Emma, now topless sporting quite large but low hanging breasts. Again, we made eye contact but I avoided asking her for a hug. As we circulated Sian came into view, but I was beaten to her by one of the female helpers.

We then were called to get together in our small group to discuss what we thought of the past hour. It was then I got a good view of Alex who now sat about three feet in front of me. She was covered in tiny freckles and had the most alarming bright ginger Brazilian strip I'd ever seen. She also had a tattoo of some climbing flower encircling her upper body. As she adjusted her back rest, I was treated to a very explicit view of her vagina too, very pronounced and very pink and swollen. Maybe we were all getting a little aroused with this course. Tomorrow promised a lot more, according to my crib sheet!

[Pedro the Fisherman]

Lunchtime brought a rather welcome chance to cover up! This HAI nudity was very different to naturism I'd experienced over the years, this was skin to skin contact of the most intense kind I'd ever experienced. I sat next to the skinny girl with rather messy hair (I could see now she was younger than 40, as I'd first guessed), she told me her name was Sue and she was here to rediscover herself after a long time boyfriend dumped. Her sorry story was interrupted by a helper announcing that as it was a beautiful day outside, they were bending HAI rules to allow course members to sunbathe for 30 minutes in the old sunken garden. Once inside the area, clothes would be optional, as it was very private. I didn't fancy sunbathing, but did want some fresh air, so announced I was taking up the opportunity of getting some sun, a rare thing in Wales!

I made my way to the garden and found several people already lounging about on the short grass banks, using their lose clothing as something to lie on. I noticed G there, now without her little G string. I was right about the little landing strip! About ten folk took the sunshine, mainly men stripping off totally and G sitting at the centre of this Male dominated group. Jan came along with about ten minutes to go and asked “do you mind if I join you for a bit?” “please do" I said “nice to have some company”. With this, she whipped off her sun dress an lay out naked alongside me. She didn't mind that I stayed dressed she said. “doesn't matter a jot, we'll all see pretty much everything we've got by the end of tomorrow!”. I then remembered she was a returning member. I thought about quizzing her more, but thought better of it.

Soon it was time to return to ‘the room’ where after a hugging session (nice hug from Alex, which surprised me) and then sent into small groups. Here we were told we would be discussing masturbation and how and when we started to do it! Quite a tricky subject to talk about but interesting to listen to! Alex had been introduced to it at an expensive private girls school, where at lights out, it was turned into a group session, albeit in separate beds! The girls would discuss and fantasize about various boys and the like, while all playing away with themselves under the bed clothes.

The afternoon went on with various stroking exercises (including a same sex one, not pleasant!) and another, choosing someone you would not normally choose for various reasons. I chose the young hippy girl, telling her she was too young to pick normally for someone of my age...she seemed to believe me, as she happily agreed to the session. Only downside was her only being topless, but it was a very nice experience for me to stroke some very young breasts! She also drew the boundaries on lower body to knees and feet though.
The day drew to a close with more naked hugging, we went for a meal and afterwards a social event with music was promised in ‘the room’. This was basically an improvised disco and people sat around on mats chatting for a while. Things livened up when G and one of the female helpers started to dance in a ‘modern jive' style. Others started joining in with various degrees of skill, until about ten or twelve were bopping. One of the Male helpers then left the dance floor to strip off. This opened the floodgates and within minutes, most of the dancers had joined him. I don't dance, but was enjoying the show when a very naked G came towards me “ no spectators here" she called and put out her hand. I took a step forward when she leapt forward and with one tug pulled off my jogging pants. Pulling off my T-shirt and stepping out of my bottoms (now around my ankles anyway) I let her lead me into the centre. We danced (sort of) for a few minutes, me entranced by her swaying breasts and rippling bottom. We were then parted by her original partner who wanted to do a proper performance with her. Everyone moved back as they put on a super full on naked jive. I'd watch TV dance shows if they were like this!

As I watched I was aware I was standing two people away from Emma and I was even more surprised to see her standing fully nude, the first time I've seen her that way. Goodness, she was lovely too. I had to pretend to watch the dancing but my eyes were drawn to her pubic area. She had a perfect triangular patch of pale brown hair, but what was unusual was the fact it was very long indeed, some hair must have been two inches long.

A Male voice spoke in my ear, it was Nick, my erstwhile roommate. “You like the look of our star course mate then?” raising my eyebrows, I replied “Star? I thought Alex was the TV star around here”. “No, I'll tell you later, if you are interested...and a ‘word to the wise’ you'll be wasting your time if you fancy her too, wait until tomorrow!”.

[Pedro the Fisherman]

People started to dress and the dancers gave a final (interesting in G's case) now to their audience. I followed Nick to the common room, where he now seemed to live. “go on, tell me about Emma then" I pressured gently. “ you don't recognise her then?” he queried. “she does look familiar” I said. “she should do, she wasn't off the telly last year!” “I was living in Spain for most of then and don't watch much TV anyhow". “that might explain it" he grinned. “OK, we don't ever use surnames at HAI, but when you get home, Google ‘Celebrity Master Chef Winner 2012’and sees who comes up". Blimey, I thought, she'd have to be well known to appear on that, let alone win it! Nick (chuckling now) added “ and she only ‘likes' girls, by the way...so don't waste time on trying to chat her up". “rats!” I said “thanks for the info anyway".

As I went to bed I passed Sian, in deep conversation with her running buddy and began to realise that I should stop fancying these lovely women as that was not what the course was about. I vowed to grasp tomorrow and the final day of the course as a chance to heighten my sensuality and not to look at more gorgeous naked women. I slept ten hours without needing to relieve myself in any way!


Monday morning at Breakfast I again found myself next to Sue. She was pleasant company, but as I mentioned previously, no looker. She elaborated on her story, she was an accounts assistant in a firm in London and was having to move house as she couldn't afford to live where she had, before her boyfriend left, as they shared the bills. From what she told me, this guy was a shit and I told her that she deserved someone better. We wandered into the room together and both undressed. We then both broke out laughing, as we were the only people there! We sat down on our mats and were soon joined by others, who soon joined us.

The Male facilitator announced the main theme to start was ‘ you show me yours and I'll show you mine’ or otherwise known as ‘doctors and nurses'. I knew this was part of the day, but should have been later! We then watched as both facilitators (complete with a shaving mirror and torch...honestly!) gave the whole room a guided and VERY INTIMATE tour of their genitals. Every bit! I think I even learnt things too!

I then realised my dilemma, I'd decided to position myself near Sian (in my planning of day one) for this exciting segment. I looked around and she was miles away. Shit! The female facilitator then announced we had to find a partner of the opposite sex and wait until a helper brought us a mirror and small torch!

I looked about, rather like a drowning man until I saw Emma, about 8 feet away. I moved forward, but just as I was about to ask her if she would partner me, she put out her hand to A (an Indian guy, very overweight and very quiet) who was nearer. I spun around, everyone had found a partner....except Sue!
She looked rather sad and gave me a ‘please pick me' look. What could I do!

[Pedro the Fisherman]

I hope people are still enjoying this, it's brought back stuff I thought I'd forgotten by writing it all down...

Monday morning at breakfast I again found myself next to Sue. She was pleasant company, but as I mentioned previously, no looker. She elaborated on her story, she was an accounts assistant in a firm in London and was having to move house as she couldn't afford to live where she had, before her boyfriend left, as they shared the bills. From what she told me, this guy was a shit and I told her that she deserved someone better. We wandered into the room together and both undressed. We then both broke out laughing, as we were the only people there! We sat down on our mats and were soon joined by others, who soon joined us.

The Male facilitator announced the main theme to start was ‘ you show me yours and I'll show you mine’ or otherwise known as ‘doctors and nurses'. I knew this was part of the day, but should have been later! We then watched as both facilitators (complete with a shaving mirror and torch...honestly!) gave the whole room a guided and VERY INTIMATE tour of their genitals. Every bit! I think I even learnt things too!

I then realised my dilemma, I'd decided to position myself near Sian (in my planning of day one) for this exciting segment. I looked around and she was miles away. Shit! The female facilitator then announced we had to find a partner of the opposite sex and wait until a helper brought us a mirror and small torch!

I looked about, rather like a drowning man until I saw Emma, about 8 feet away. I moved forward, but just as I was about to ask her if she would partner me, she put out her hand to A (an Indian guy, very overweight and very quiet) who was nearer. I spun around, everyone had found a partner....except Sue!
She looked rather sad and gave me a ‘please pick me' look. What could I do! Although not as old as many of the ladies, Sue had little of the spark I find attractive, she would have been the ‘ugly friend’ of the gorgeous girl at the disco. However, over the next 30 minutes or so, we would become more ‘exposed’ to each other than probably either of us had been to anyone.

When pairing up, you have to decide to be ‘A' or ‘B' in the exercise. The facilitators then say ‘B' to start or ‘A' to start. As we shuffled up into position, they said ‘B' to start this exercise...me!. For the next ten minutes I had handle, describe and generally show my entire private part area to a total stranger! Although I'd exchanged words with Sue, it was no more than a chat. Now, I was literally holding up my (circumcised) penis, to show everything, with the help of a bloody torch and mirror. I then had to answer (prompted by the facilitators) questions like ‘do I have a name for it?’ and ‘how often do I masturbate?’. To say it was difficult would be an understatement of the highest order. I swear the thing shrunk in embarrassment too, which made it more difficult. I was so relieved when it was over. I glanced quickly to see Emma deep in concentration, obviously explaining everything about her sex to a rather bemused Indian guy. Despite now knowing she was gay, I did rather envy his view. Despite being a few feet away, because of our seating positions, each couple were totally private to any others in the room.

The facilitators now announced ‘person ‘A' to start showing person ‘B' their ‘bits' please.

Sue wiggled her legs slightly to part her thighs more and it was my turn to hold the torch! Over the next ten minutes I saw more of Sue's sexual parts than quite a few of my previous relationships put together! She held nothing back! Well, that’s not true, she held labia outer lips (quite large) back with her fingers, to give a full uninhibited view of her whole sex. Her clitoral hood was gently eased to expose her (small) clitoris and she seemed enjoy pointing out the areas that she touched for the most intense pleasure. It was soon obvious that she was rather turned on, from the moisture and the aroma (I was that close) and I was further surprised when she moved herself off the mat and slid the mirror between her inner thighs.” And finally, my bum hole" she proudly announced! My torch, together with the mirror lit up everything. I must admit I was stunned, she was such a dowdy person but seemed far more open and without hang ups, I couldn't believe what I was seeing. “you missed out that bit on you” she smiles, “I feel a bit short changed!”. “didn't think it was worth bothering with” I muttered. “I was also a bit disappointed that seeing my ‘bits and pieces' didn't give you a stuffy too, if the truth be told" she added with a little frown.
I admitted that I had enjoyed the ‘show’ but had long since learnt the ‘art’ of self control. This last statement would be my downfall in a few hours time!

[Pedro the Fisherman]

The morning continued with several group sessions and hugging and smiling melees. The main difference with the latter, performed straight after the ‘doctors and nurses' session was that, this time we had to look unashamedly at the whole person, not just the face and eyes as before. It was basically a license to stare at people's naked bodies and offer them a hug, if they agree to it. I was hugged by the very large lady from Norfolk and by Alex, again. It was during this exercise I realised that with a few exceptions, we were now all in the nude.

The young hippy girl (panties) and the Slovenian girl (bra and panties) were the only girls and my roommate Nick, the only guy.
We were then told to sit and the facilitators requested people come up to the microphone to say how they felt about the course and their life in general, to celebrate their new found freedom. First girl up cried her eyes out, before saying how she would always shy away from anything and had tried to hide herself away at events and parties. “Now look at me!” she exclaimed “ I'm holding a microphone, talking to a room full of people in my bloody birthday suit....and no makeup either! Bring it on!”

Others followed with similar stories, Emma (still looking not very much a lesbian to me) walked deliciously naked on stage and thanked a previous HAI course years ago for helping her to ‘come out' and ‘live life to the full, in every way'. She was back to help her friend (a helper) gender balance the weekend, which of course was also a joke!

We were then asked to dress and stand in our own space, this I guessed correctly would be for the ‘finale' and something I'd been excited about since I had read about it. I simply had to get near one of the most spectacular beauties in the room, before the choosing started. By feigning putting my water bottle in a safe space, I placed myself close between Emma and Sian, others were scattered too far away.

We were then told to form groups of four, two male and two female. I took a step towards Emma, she turned away, placing her hand on her helper friend and her partner. As I got within asking distance, another male helper asked if he could complete the group. Shit, I spun around. Sian had picked a man, someone from her small group. I had one chance “still got room for a guy?” I almost shouted. Sian turned and said “sure, we just need another girl now". Looking around and most groups were now completed. The facilitators announced anyone short of a female, raise your hands please?” We put up our hands. Another question was asked for groups needing men. After a few seconds, a facilitator came over leading a female by the hand, to join our group...it was Sue.

[raysallx]

quite a talented writer. I can't believe I've read the entire thread. Thanks, and I hope you end up with G!