The Unwritten Rules, naked coed exhibitionists

by Ardor

  I saw his eyes wandered over my tits for a tiny second and then they quickly shot back up to my face.

  “I, um, will probably have the same.” He stammered and then he looked off to his left.

  Fed up and frustrated, not only sexually, but at Tim's shyness, I said in an annoyed tone of voice, "Geez, most girls can't get a guy to stop looking at her tits and that's when we’re completely dressed. You don't seem to want to look at me at all and I’m stark naked. Don't you like me Tim?"

  "Yeah, sure I do. I'm just embarrassed." He admitted.

  "Why are you embarrassed I'm the one who's sitting here naked."

  "I don't know," he said with a shrug, "I just am."

  "Well, then let's get you over that." I said dragging my chair off to the side of the table so that Tim could see me from head to toe. "Look at me Tim. Look at all of me."

  Having said that I opened my legs so that Tim could easily see between them. Then I reached for my pussy and spread it for him. I was paying more attention to myself than anything so it was a surprise when Chrissie grabbed me by the arm, pulled me up out of the chair and said, “I need to go to the bathroom. Why don't you come with me Joan?”

  When we were far enough away from our table that no one we came in with could hear us Chrissie asked, “What the hell was that? I told you to go slow with him!”

  “I was just doing what Mark's sister did with him. I thought that...”

  “No, you weren't thinking at all. That was your clit not your brain at work. You should have Jilled off like we told you to. Now you've probably scared poor Tim half to death. You can't come on that strong with a guy like him.” Chrissie scolded me.

  “I didn't mean to... What am I gonna do?” I asked confused, frustrated and horny.

  “First thing we're gonna do is get you off. Once your head is back on straight you can worry about that. Now come with me.” Chrissie said and then walked towards the back of the restaurant.

  I followed her worried not only about what Tim thought of me but also what exactly Chrissie planned. I also couldn't help wonder how public this was going to be as I followed her through the busy restaurant.

  There were people all around us. Over to my right a naked waitress was bring a tray of drinks to a table of five guys. Right in front of that was a table of two naked women chatting and eating dinner. Both of them were sitting with their legs wide open for all to see. On my left was a booth with two couples sitting at it and both women were naked of course. The woman from one of the couples was laying all over her boyfriend while he had his arm around her and was casually stroking her nipple. All while the four of them talked as if nothing out of the unusual was happening.

  For a brief second I imagined myself going up to their table, throwing all their food to the floor and sticking my ass in his face while making out with one or both of the people from the couple sitting opposite him. His girlfriend could reach over and finger my pussy as he licked my ass.

  “Joan keep up.” Chrissie said grabbing my hand and pulling me along.

  Chrissie led me to the back of the restaurant and to the women's bathroom. As with all other bathrooms I've seen here at Blank Schande it was tiled floor to ceiling and only had three walls. It had three toilets against the back wall, three sinks against the right wall and three showers against the left wall. Chrissie led me up into the middle of the bathroom and said, “Lean up against the shower wall.”

  I walked up to the wall and then looked back at her over my shoulder and asked, “What are you going to do?”

  Chrissie pressed her tits into my back, put her lips near my ear, her hand on my ass and whispered, “First I'm gonna wash your ass. Then I'm going to lick it like a lolly pop as I finger your pussy and play with your clit until you come all over my hand.”

  “R-right here?” I asked looking at the people at the tables near us.

  “Right, fucking, here, and you're going to come your brains out aren't you?” Chrissie asked as she slipped her hand between my cheeks and rubbed my butt hole.

  I closed my eyes, bit my lower lip and then said, “Oh God, Chrissie.”

  She squeezed my left breast with her other hand and then let it slide down my body until it came between my legs and rested on my pussy. Then she rubbed me from both ends while I moaned. I spread my legs wider and arched my back sticking my ass out for her.

  “You like this don't you?” Chrissie asked me.

  “Oh God yes. Please, don't stop.”

  “Would you like me to lick your ass? Would you like to feel my face pressed between your checks as my tongue–”

  As she was talking I locked eyes with her. I stood up on my tip toes, opening myself up as much as I could, as she pressed her fingers into me. I was so worked up over everything that had happened today that just the idea of her licking me, as she played with my ass, brought me over the edge and I came.

  My muscles tensed, I pushed myself away from the wall and up against Chrissie. Her naked body pressed up against mine as I rode wave after wave of pleasure that had been building up inside me since early this morning.

  Chrissie held me up until I could stand on my own and then carefully took her fingers out of me. When she brought the fingers that had been in my pussy up to her lips I looked at her and impulsively said, “I want to taste you too.”

  She smiled at me as she sucked on her finger then said, “Oh, I think that can be arranged, but later.”

  Then, with the taste of my pussy still on her lips, she kissed me, hard. She broke the kiss, leaving me a little stunned, and walked over to the sink to wash her hands.

  After a few seconds I became aware of my surroundings again. I looked out into the restaurant and the people smiling at me. When one or two of them started to clap and cheer I giggled and took a bow.

  I was embarrassed but not as much as I would have thought I'd be. It was actually kind of exhilarating and freeing to know that I just had an intimate moment in front of all these strangers. That not only didn't I have anything to be ashamed of but I was being praised for it. I actually felt kind of giddy and relieved at the same time. I felt awesome!

  Chrissie laughed and said, “If you're done taking your bows why don't you get cleaned up so we can get back to the table. I'm starving.”

  “OK.” I said happily turning back to the shower.

  I rinsed off, front and back, quickly but throughly, and then dried off. When I was done Chrissie started back towards the table and I happily bounced along after her.

  “Wow, an orgasm really does wonders for you huh?” Chrissie asked as we walked.

  “God, you have no idea how much I needed that. Are you OK?” I asked suddenly realizing that she might need some help too.

  “I'm OK for now. You can count on me riding your face at some point in the next few days though.” She said with a leer.

  “Deal! Next time you're the lolly pop girl.”

  “Oh, I think we'll both wind up as lolly pops.” She said with a smile.

  When we got back to the table and sat down I saw that Tim was missing. I was worried that I had actually scared him off. As I was about to ask about him when he came back to the table and sat down. He looked surprisingly calm and relaxed.

  “I hope you don't mind but the waitress came seconds after you and Chrissie left. We ordered for you guys. I got you a burger and those sweet potato fries you were so excited about.” He said to me laying back in his chair.

  “Thanks, I appreciate that.”

  “I didn't order you a drink though because I didn't know what you wanted. Oh, there's our waitress now.” Tim said sitting up quickly and raising a hand to catch her eye.

  A blonde woman came over to us wearing nothing but a bright red baseball cap with the Rathskeller logo on it. She leaned over and was about to ask what he wanted when a pencil fell out from under her right breast and clattered onto the table. She grabbed it off the table with a smile and said, “Sorry about that, not many pockets in this outfit. What can I get you?�
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  “Oh, um, we didn't order her a drink.” Tim said pointing to me.

  She grabbed a little pad, that was sticking out from under her cap, and looked at me as if to say what would you like?

  “Can I get a raspberry ice tea?”

  “No problem, be back with your food in a little bit.” She said happily.

  Then as fast as she showed up she scurried away.

  I caught Tim looking at her ass as she walked away. He caught me catching him and gave me a, sorry I couldn't help it, smile. I could tell he was a little embarrassed but it was nothing like before.

  “You seem a lot more relaxed.” I said with a slightly suspicious look.

  He made a funny face and then signaled for me to lean in towards him. We met in the middle of the table and in a low tone he said, “After you and Chrissie left Kate pulled up a chair next to me. She, um, told me what you two had left to do and suggested that it might be a good idea if I also did, something, to relieve a little pressure too.”

  “Oh.” I said with a smile.

  Our heads were so close together. We were just a few inches apart. All I'd have to do was lean in just a little more to be able to kiss him. Looking into his big, dark puppy dog eyes I wanted to so badly. I was determined to be cool though. Obviously the little stunt I pulled before I left the table didn't put him off so I didn't want to ruin it now.

  “After you, um, well, you know,” he said with a little smile, “I needed a little relief.” He paused for a second or two and then said, “And the men's room is just down the hall from the ladies.”

  “Oh.” I said with a wide eyed look when I realized what that meant. “H-how much did you see?”

  “You were up against the shower wall standing on your tip toes while Chrissie, um, gave you a hand or two.”

  Oh God. Not only did he watch me come but he knew my secret. He knew I liked having my butt played with. I could only imagine what he must have thought of me. I was about to say something, I'm not even sure what, when he said, “You looked so beautiful. I could only see part of your face but the look on it? It was so passionate and vulnerable. Seeing you like that, it just changed something. I'm not even sure what but it did. After you, came, I snuck off before you saw me. I, um, suddenly needed some privacy.”

  He smiled and then blushed a little when he said privacy so I moved my face just a little closer to his and asked, “What were you thinking about when you did it? Was it me? Please, say it was me.”

  He just shook his head yes and gave me an embarrassed little smile.

  We were so close together. Tim just looked into my eyes and then, thankfully, leaned in and kissed me. It wasn't a hot and passionate kiss. It was soft and sweet and somehow made me want him even more.

  After a few seconds we both saw the waitress out of the corner of our eyes and sat back in our chairs. While she put our food down, her naked breasts swaying all over the place, Tim licked his lips. He suddenly got a surprised look on his face and said, “That's an interesting flavor of lip gloss you're wearing.”

  I started to tell him that I wasn't wearing lip gloss when I realized what he must have tasted, my pussy! It went from Chrissie's fingers, to her lips and then to mine. There must have been just enough left there for him to taste it.

  I'm sitting here stark naked in public, total strangers just watched me come, a guy I like just kissed me and now he knows what my pussy tastes like before he even touches it? I don't know why but that was incredibly hot.

  I was determined to be cool though. I picked up my burger and, before taking a bite, said, “I hope you like it. It's my own, personal, brand. You won’t find another girl who tastes like that.”

  Chapter 20

  I can't remember having a better time. Tim and I flirted like crazy all night. Everyone was laughing, joking around and having a good time. I'd been at Blanke Schande a day, just one lousy day, and I felt more at home here than I had in four years of high school.

  There were times I didn't even think about my nudity. I completely forgot about my lack of clothes and it was like any other night out with friends. Then my breasts would move or bounce a little, my naked body would touch a part of the table or I'd see another naked woman and it would come back to me in an instant.

  I was naked.

  I was completely naked in a public place and not only didn't I have anything to cover myself with I didn't even own clothes anymore. That last thought came to me as I watched a naked waitress bend at the waist to pick up a fork or something.

  I saw her from behind. She bent at the knees a little and then at the waist. As her vagina and butt hole came into view I felt naked again at seeing her carefree exposure.

  My breath caught in my throat and I felt a tiny bit of panic. Suddenly I felt Tim's hand on mine and he asked, “Are you OK?”

  I looked into those big puppy dog eyes, smiled and said, “Yeah, I'm fine.”

  We all hung out for hours. Tim and I even shared a dessert. Eventually, though, it started to get late and we all had class early in the morning. We paid the bill and all wandered out into the night. Tim held my hand and I didn't want the night to end but I knew it had to.

  We walked towards the dorms and eventually got to a point where we had to part ways. We all just stood there and made small talk for a few minutes. I could see that the rest of the group really wanted to get going but we were all waiting for Tim to ask me out or at least ask for my cell number. Finally he stammered, “D-do you like Humphrey Bogart?”

  “Sure, why do you ask?”

  “Well, there's this art house theater in Cedarcrest. They're showing “The Big Sleep.” W-would you like to go with me?”

  I may have been the one standing there naked but I don't think anyone felt as vulnerable as Tim did that very second.

  I smiled so wide that it almost hurt and said, “I'd love to go with you Tim.”

  We exchanged numbers, made plans to meet for lunch tomorrow and kissed quickly before he and the guys left. Chrissie, Kate and I talked for a few minutes before they too had to get going too. Then I walked back to the dorm.

  The night was so beautiful and it just felt so good walking around naked. Combine that with the rush I felt from meeting Tim, not to mention spending my first full day naked, and I was practically floating back to my dorm room.

  I didn't get too far down the path though when I suddenly realized that I had to use the bathroom and it wasn't to pee!

  I passed an outdoor bathroom and thought about using it. The campus was pretty empty this time of night and I could probably get away without being seen. I stood a few feet in front of the toilet and imagined myself using it.

  In my mind's eye I saw myself sitting down, spreading my legs and well, pooping, in public. As I imagined it I felt myself getting wet! I turned from the bathroom and started walking like I had seen a ghost.

  What the heck was wrong with me? How could something like that turn me on? I was slowly dealing with the fact that I was a closet exhibitionist and that pooping in public was a fact of life here at Blanke Schande but being turned on by it?

  I decided to try not to think about it. Maybe I could ask Kate or Eveline about it next time I saw them. I don't know how the hell you start that conversation but I'd deal with it when the opportunity showed itself.

  I could use the bathroom on my floor at the dorm. By the time I got to it I would have to go just bad enough that it would come right out of me and there wouldn't be time to think about it.

  That's what I'm gonna do. I'm just going to walk up to the toilet, sit down, do what I have to and not make a big deal out of it. I'm not going to think about getting turned on by it either.

  That was the plan anyway. By normal standards it would have been a good one too. However when I got to the bathroom on my floor all that changed. I took the first step into it when a blonde girl saw me and made a funny squeal.

  She jumped up off the toilet, bolted across the room and turned her back on me. She peered at me over h
er shoulder and from the look on her face it was easy to see she was clearly upset.

  “Are you OK?” I asked her.

  “Yeah, sure, of course. Why would you ask that?” She said trying, and not succeeding, at playing it cool.

  “Come on, you're obviously freaked. It's OK, I know how you feel. I, sorta, have to go too.” I admitted bashfully.

  “I, can't do it in front of anyone. I've tried, I just, can't.” She said almost tearfully.

  I came up behind her, put a sympathetically hand on her shoulder and said, “It's gonna be OK.”

  She turned around, threw her arms around me, hugged me desperately and said, “I don't know how. The seniors are going to catch me eventually and then I'm gonna get kicked out of school.”