College Week-2

The story I am going to tell you is absolutely true and would love to share it with you. I am not joking it is really a true story. Before that let me tell you people something about e. I am Sunitha. I finished my Gradutaion this year from kochi, Kerala India. I am 5’ 5” fair, and slim. I have a stats of 36C-26-38. My boy friend says I have a sweet ass. And would also like to say that I am not looking for people to fuck me. So please do not mail me regarding that. Just want to share my experience with you guys. The experience I am going to tell happened to me when I am was in 13th standard. My email is 

This is continuation of Part 1 titled College Week 

When I got up in the morning, I tried to think of a way to get out of going to college. Then I remembered that freshman girl.I showered, then nervously picked out some clothes that I could remove without much fuss. I wore blue sweat pants that unzipped at the bottom, and a pink short sleeved sweat shirt. I walked to college, avoiding the other students. Even going to college, I felt awfully conspicuous. I went to the main entrance. There was an old mailbox there, with a sign above it, "For use by nude students". Several guys were hanging around there. I had arrived early, hoping to avoid the large crowd from yesterday. It would be better to undress in front of a small crowd and then go inside, I thought. The guys were watching me and grinning. When I turned around, I heard comments. "I think she's going to do it now!" "She's got a great body, doesn't she?" "Best tits in college!" "She looks scared!" "Yeah, she's shy. Makes it cute to watch her." I was very nervous, and took a couple of deep breaths, wiping my hands on my pants. If I didn't want to strip in front of a crowd, though, I had to go ahead pretty soon, though. I gulped hard and faced against a wall, and kicked off my shoes. Then I hurriedly pulled off my shirt and then pushed my pants down and off, my face blazing, and dropped my clothes into the box. I was wearing nothing but socks! I went back and got my shoes on, then rushed to the door to go inside. It was locked! The college door didn't open for students until 15 minutes before classes began. I couldn't go in for another 10 or 15 minutes! I went back over to the box, hoping to get my clothes back, but the box was locked. I cringed, looked at the guys. They were grinning, having a great time watching me. "I thought I'd be able to go inside," I said feebly. "So what's the big deal?" one of the guys asked me. 

"Now I have to stand out here, bare naked, until the doors open!" I cried out angrily. 

"So? You're going to do it all day anyway," he said reasonably.I stared. "We're getting a few minutes of a private show. It's not that big of a deal, compared to the whole rest of the day. Is it?" "I guess not," I admitted slowly. "I didn't expect it, though!" He smiled. "We're not going to hurt you, we're just going to enjoy watching you. Okay?" I shrugged helplessly, and braced myself to wait outside with them for the college doors to open. "Mind if I talk to you?" one of the boys asked me. I shook my head. "I'm Dileep," he introduced himself. "You're Sunitha Shenoy, I know." 

I nodded, blushing a little. "Nice to meet you, Dileep." 

"It's nice to meet you!" He smiled, and we chatted about the ordeal the college was making me go through. 

The principal opened the door. "Ah, some eager students, I see," he smiled. 

I dashed into the building, with the guys right behind me. A college bus was just pulling up to the door to let out a load of students."Miss Shenoy?" the principal called, and I stopped reluctantly. 

"I see you're ready for college today," he observed. I blushed. "I don't have any choice about it," I reminded him. 

He nodded and smiled. "That's true. But I wanted to ask you to be as cheerful and open as you can today. It's a treat for all of us to have such a pretty girl going naked around the college, but it's absolutely wonderful when you smile, and are friendly and nice. Will you try?" 

I swallowed. "I'll... do my best," I told him nervously. "Great. Thanks!" 

Dozens of students were streaming past by then. So much for my plan to get into my classroom before being exposed to everyone in the whole college. 

"Remember to let people look at you," he reminded me. "Show me a nice pose right now, please." 

I gulped, but nervously set my feet apart, then intertwined my hands together behind my head, thrusting my chest out. He smiled. "That's nice!" He looked me over for a couple of minutes. "Try this one, too. Keep your feet apart, but bend your knees and put your hands on them, bending forward a little." 

I did as he directed me. "Like this?" I asked. 

He nodded. "Turn around now."I did so. 

"Stay still," he said, and I obeyed. "Hmm, yes, that's good. It gives people a chance to look over your fanny." 

I stayed still, but felt nervous. I couldn't see behind me. Someone could grab me from behind, and I wouldn't even know who it was! 

Finally, the principal chuckled. "That's enough for now, Sunitha. You'd better get to class." 

I hurried down the hallway, and got to my algebra class just as the bell was ringing, and went to my seat. 

"Did everyone do their homework?" Mr. Kumar asked. "I didn't expect you would, of course, Sunitha," he told me, but everyone else had. "Why don't you come up here, and you can work the problems on the board, with the help of the class." 

He had me write each problem on the board, then answer it by writing an equation that solved it. I made repeated mistakes. The class chuckled as I calculated my breast size to be 78% of my body, the total breasts in the college to weigh more than the moon, and 94 hands to be able to explore my body at a time. I had to make corrections according to the instructions from the other students. I did better on the other questions, though the subjects were all humiliating to me. I blushed all the way through class.History class, once again, was really a relief, as the teacher was sympathetic to me. Once again, she let me sit in the back of the classroom, and didn't call on me to answer any questions. 

I ventured into the hallway, very nervously, and hurried to my next class, which was gym. I almost went into the girl's locker room, but then remembered I was supposed to use the guy's. I sighed and went in nervously. 

We were doing tumbling that day, so I had to leave my jewelry in a locker. Several of the guys were just getting changed into their gym clothes. 

One guy, Pankaj, grinned at me. "Not much changing to do for you, is there?" 

"Not much, no," I said, smiling timidly, and hurried out to the gym. 

Mr. Shanker was the only one there when I got there. "Hi, Sunitha!" he smiled. "You've had some background in gymnastics and tumbling, haven't you?" 

I nodded. I smiled, too. He was nice. "I had classes up through middle college." 

"Would you mind helping out with demonstrations today?" he asked. "I was going to ask you even before this week," he added, blulshing slightly. "But now... I'm really sure we'd have an attentive class if you would help me." 

I nodded, blushing. "I'll help," I agreed. "I -- I have to be naked anyway," I told him self-consciously. 

The boys were starting to come out of the locker room, then a little later, the girls, too. We did some stretching exercises, then we all had to run around the gym a couple of times. 

Mr. Shanker used me to demonstrate basic tumbling, then asked me to help out some of the boys who were struggling. They liked that pretty well... I don't think it helped them a lot; they seemed to get more clumsy. They were looking at me, more than paying attention to their tumbling. 

At the end of the class, Mr. Shanker and I demonstrated some assisted gymnastics tAbhis. It was the most fun I'd had in college since I had to take off my clothes. 

Finally we reached the end of class. I left my shoes and socks in by my locker, then went back to shower amidst the boys. They were all naked this time, and teasing each other about their hard-ons. I had to remain in the shower room until they were all done. They took turns requiring me to stand in different poses under the shower. "Can you smile for us too?" a guy asked me. 

"I'll... try." I did try; I was awfully nervous and uncomfortable in the showers with all the guys, but I made myself smile at them as I stood in different poses and lathered myself in soap several times. 

When the guys were all done showering, I went into the locker room and rapidly toweled off. "Keep smiling!" a couple of the guys suggested, grinning. 

I did manage to smile as I dried my hair and brushed it, facing them and with them staring at me. I put on my necklace, earrings and bracelet, then my socks and shoes, and smiled at them again. "See you guys later!" I told the ones who were left. 

"You're getting used to it a little," Vinod said. He'd waited for me outside the door. I jumped, he'd surprised me, but then took a breath. "I guess so, a little," I nodded. "I'll still be glad when this week is over with!" 

"Not me," he teased, chuckling. "Sorry; I just like you like that." 

I blushed, but then giggled a little. "You can look, definitely, and I guess if you can do that, it's better if you like what you see." 

He grinned again. "You are getting used to it!" 

He was right! I found myself smiling a lot more through the rest of the day. I blushed just as much, but was getting more able to cope. 

My next class was biology. Once again, Miss Chodi asked me to come to the front of the class and had me sit on the high stool, facing the class. "Take off your shoes and socks, too, please," she told me, smiling. "You can spend this class period fully bare, don't you think?" 

I blushed but nodded and took off my shoes and socks. I sat looking toward the class. 

"Move your knees apart!" one of the guys suggested. 

I did so, blushing uncomfortably, and several guys grinned. 

"Do you feel horny sitting there like that?" the same guy asked me. 

"Mostly I feel exposed and embarrassed," I told him after a moment of thought. "And a little chilly," I added. The class laughed at that one. 

"But are you sexually aroused by going around the college naked, and by sitting in front of a whole class in the nude?" Miss Chodi insisted cheerfully. 

I blushed harder. "Yes!" I admitted. "Yesterday... well, I come here after gym class, where I have to shower with all the guys. Then sitting up here and being the model for a discussion of sex ed..." 

The class tittered. 

"It's perfectly natural," Miss Chodi explained to the class. "While the specific factors which affect Sunitha are societally influenced, her reactions to them are built in to her, and all women, through evolution. A creationist might say they are designed for human women by God. The discomfort of shame is a societal influence, but the arousal she is experiencing as a result of it, and of her own exposure and helplessness, is a basic human instinct. Research during recent years has filtered down to the local college district level, including our own, and is now affecting policy. It affects your lives, as well, and this demonstration will help all of you to use that research." 

Was she saying I didn't have to be ashamed about my arousal? That was fine for her to tell the class, but they were judging me -- and I was judging myself -- based on societal pressures, not research. 

"How do the boys in class feel about her right now?" Miss Chodi asked. "I'd wager if I were to expose all of your groins, I'd see some arousal among the boys, too." Several of the boys were nodding, and a few were blushing. She grinned. "It's all part of nature," she told the class. "If you learn to appreciate it, you'll be happier in your lives. If you boys spend some time being nice to Sunitha this week, and she finds you individually attractive, and circumstances permit, it is possible the result would be a mutually beneficial and enjoyable relationship." She continued through the class, discussing sex and reproduction issues in explicit terms, using me to illustrate her comments. "All right, class is dismissed," she said as the bell rang. "We'll practice what we learned. Thanks!" one of the boys said, grinning, as he walked out the door. I sat on a chair and put my shoes and socks back on, then headed to the lunch room. 

"Can we join you?" a couple of the boys from biology class asked me. I didn't know them. "I... I'd really just like a break for lunch time," I declined shyly. "I don't even know you two." 

"I'm Jaffer, he's Abhi," one of them said, smiling easily. 

"And you want to be nice to me because Miss Chodi suggested it might be an easy way to get laid, right?" I said accusingly. 

"Well... yes, that's right," Abhi nodded, hanging his head a little. "We won't bother you any more, Sunitha. Come on, Jaffer." He started walking away. Jaffer hesitated a moment, then followed him. 

I bit my lip. "Hey... wait a minute!" I called out, blushing, and hurried to catch up to them. At least they were honest. I felt like I could use a friend or two right then. "I'll have lunch with you if you want!" 

We went through the lunch line, then sat at a table. The guys sat across from me. 

"It must be kind of hard to admit to a whole class that you're horny," Jaffer said. "Does it bother you to have to do stuff like that?" "It's pretty embarrassing," I admitted. "The whole week is going to be embarrassing!" 

"I heard you have to shower in the guy's locker room after gym," Abhi said. 

"That's true." I took a bite of my ham sandwich. I wasn't very hungry, but thought I'd better eat something. 

"Do they... touch you?" I blushed again. "No, they just watch, and make me pose for them in the shower." 

"Would you like to be touched by the guys watching you take a shower?" Jaffer asked me teasingly. 

I looked at him nervously. "You said it made you horny," he shrugged. "Miss Chodi said that was a normal reaction to those circumstances. Sexual arousal is pretty much defined as the desire to have sexual contact, wouldn't you say? So if it makes you horny to have a bunch of guys watching you shower, you'd probably enjoy being touched." "Well, no, I..." I started to object. 

"Tomorrow when you're showering in front of the guys, think about how it would feel to have them just reach out and have their hands on your body" he suggested with a smile. I blushed, but took another bite of my sandwich so I wouldn't have to answer. "What are the most difficult things you've had to do?" Abhi asked me. 

"Oh. I guess... taking off my clothes yesterday at first. Both days in biology were pretty hard." 

"What about the best parts? I hope it hasn't all been miserable!" 

"Well..." I tried to think about a positive side. "I guess... swimming in the pool was all right. I had a kind of nice conversation with a boy yesterday, after gym class." I smiled a little. "It was very nice getting dressed at the end of the day yesterday, too." He chuckled. The guys were both done with their lunches, and I didn't want any more of mine. Abhi took our trays to the trash bin, then we all walked toward the cafeteria door. 

"Sunitha... stay still for a minute, okay?" Abhi told me. He moved close to me and pulled me against him, and gave me a hug. I was surprised, but it felt so nice... I hugged him back and buried my face in his shoulder. He didn't pull away until I let go. "T-thanks!" I told him. "I needed that." 

"Want another?" Jaffer asked, and I nodded; he hugged me, too. 

"Thanks..." I said, smiling at them. "Thanks to both of you!" 

"So do we both get laid?" Jaffer asked, then immediately added, "Just kidding!" 

I giggled a little. I still had to face the crowded hallway, but I felt better than I had for the two tough days. 

The two escorted me to English class, then left me so they could go to their own classes. Mrs. Shradha, who must have been nearing retirement age, looked at me a little disapprovingly as I took my seat. The others in the class looked at me, too. I sat quietly through English class, and was happy not to get called on for her class. 

Finally, it was time to head to Civics class. Once again, Mr. Hari, the young Civics teacher, didn't do a very good job of concentrating on teaching; he was trying to look at me and also teach at the same time. It didn't work; the class tittered again and again as he kept making mistakes that turned into crude comments. He was sweating from embarrassment, and it was also difficult for me. 

But finally the class was done. I hurried out of class and out to the front door where the box was where I'd been required to leave my clothes. 

"Miss Shenoy?" The principal called out, and I stopped at his office. 

"How did today go?" he asked me. 

"Oh... fine, mostly, I guess," I said hurriedly. I wanted to go get dressed! 

"Are you having a good time doing it?" he asked curiously. "We do want you to enjoy the experience, you know." 

"Well... no!" I told him, blushing and also astonished. "It's awfully humiliating to be singled out to go through college with no clothes, Mr. Suresh!" 

He looked at me thoughtfully. "Hmm. Well, Miss Shenoy, I guess I'd say to you that no one promised any of us that life would be easy all of the time. The task of all of us, through our lives, is to learn to deal with problems and adversity, to succeed in addition to dealing with them, and to live good lives. I think this program will help you to do that. I call on you to find a way to make the situation into a positive, rather than concentrating on only the obvious negatives." 

I thought for a moment, struggling with whether to just ask to be excused. "Positives?" I asked him finally. "What positives would those be?" 

He looked surprised. "Well, for you personally, the main one is the opportunity to grow, I would think. Would you say you haven't learned anything in the last couple of days? Anything at all? You don't have to answer now. Think about that one." 

I shrugged slightly. 

"Then there are the other students. I think they're learning a lot from observing you. Most of the boys seem to be enjoying it a lot. It is worthwhile in itself to provide enjoyment for others, Miss Shenoy." 

"I never expected the college system to require me to do it in this way," I told him uncomfortably. 

He shrugged. "You can come to enjoy it if you want to," he stated matter of factly. "And if you don't want to, no one can help you at all. I suggest you think about that as well." 

"Can I go now?" I asked, kind of defiantly. 

He nodded, and I hurried out the front door, and was relieved to finally get dressed. 

I thought about it a lot after I got home, though. My parents... the college principal... all thought this was a good thing. It seemed like they had usually had my best interests in mind in the past! 

It is hard for a teenager to admit that someone else knows more than she does. I knew that, intellectually, but it seemed like it was time to try to really apply it. 

When my parents got home, they came up to my room. "Got time to talk?" my dad asked.

"Yeah, come on in," I said, and they both did. 

We talked about it for a long time. It was an uncomfortable discussion for me, but I tried to listen and understand what they were telling me. 

They didn't think I should be so shy. They thought I should be proud of myself and my body. They thought it should be fun and exciting for me to spend a week in college in the nude, and wished I was enjoying it more. 

"How about you, Mom?" I asked her pointedly. "How would you feel about doing the same thing at work?" 

She blushed. "Oh. Well, that's different," she started out. Then she shook her head. "Not that different, I guess," she admitted. 

"Your mother will get her chance soon enough," Dad said, smiling. She looked alarmed, but I could see she would ask him about it later on. I was also sure she'd do what he wanted. 

We went downstairs for dinner, dropping the conversation. But I kept thinking about it, and so was quiet while we ate. 

I asked a few further questions while Manoj was doing the dishes. 

"Do you think I should be running around naked outside of college?" I asked my dad. 

He settled back in his chair. "Hmm. At home, of course, you can do what you want. You haven't run around naked since you were a little girl, but you could if you wanted to." 

I nodded and desperately thought about how to phrase my question. 

"Did he answer what you wanted to know, dear?" my mother asked. 

I took a breath and shook my head. 

"Go ahead," she told me, smiling. 

"What about... other places?" I managed, blushing. "college is very... public. Am I expected to give up my clothes in other public places?" 

"Is that such a terrible thought?" she asked me. I sat stiffly and listened but didn't say anything. "If it's safe enough... if it seems like fun... it'll surely make many young men happy to see you that way... so why not? Once in a while, anyway. Or whenever." 

"Also not so young men," my father added. My mother smiled. 

"How about... other things? Sex?" I asked. "Do you want me to be more promiscuous?" I blushed harder. 

"Do you want to?" my father asked. 

I shrugged nervously. 

"Things have changed a lot in the last few years," he told me. "I suggest you try lots of different things. Try everything you can. You're young." 

My brother walked in about then. "Hey, what are you guys talking about?" 

We evaded his question and changed the topic. After a while I went out for a walk, going down residential streets, then walking through the downtown. 

According to my parents, I could just... take off my clothes and walk in the nude, right down the sidewalk on Main Street. I shied away from the idea, but walked along thinking about what I'd discussed with them. 

I stopped in front of a store and gazed in the window looking at the bikinis, but really thinking about the unusual activities for the week. After a few minutes, I turned and continued walking. 

I wasn't watching where I was going, and ran right into someone. We both fell on the sidewalk. I apologized profusely as I was getting up. 

It was Vinod, with whom I shared gym class. "Oh. Hi, Vinod!" I said. 

"I thought it was you. I just came across the street to say hello," he said, smiling pleasantly. "It, uh... it's different seeing you in clothes." 

I blushed, then giggled. "I guess so!" 

"Mind if I join you?" he asked, and when I shook my head, he walked along with me. He was nice enough not to bring up nudity for a while. In fact, he bought me an ice cream sundae, then suggested an out of the way spot to go so I could enjoy it without worrying about other college mates harrassing me. 

I unloaded on him. "I can't believe this week in college!" I said. "My parents think it's great, the principal told me I should think of it as a positive... it's so humiliating for me, the one who actually has to do it, that I almost can't stand it!" 

He listened, and I complained about the situation at length. But about the 4th time I said it wasn't fair, he shrugged. "I don't think it's quite that bad," he told me seriously. 

"You... don't?" I felt kind of hostile toward him right then. 

"Take it easy!" he cautioned me, then went on. "No, I don't. You've very pretty. It's not just me; everyone thinks so. What if you weren't? Then it would be pretty bad. What if you were that freshman girl who was so terrified she had to go to a psychiatrist? She's going to have to do it all over again another week, too. How about that? But she'll be all right, too. She'll get over her problem, and some day she'll be glad she did it. You're fine right now, Sunitha. Not that I think it's easy, for you or any of the girls; it's clearly not. But you're fine." 

I blushed again. 

"Done with your ice cream?" I nodded, and he disposed of my cup. 

We walked along a side street. He didn't say anything, just walked along, looking around at cars going by, houses we were walking past, and trees. 

"Vinod?" I ventured tentatively. "I hope you're not mad at me." 

He smiled, shaking his head. "I was hoping you weren't mad at me," he admitted. "I'm not the one who has to go to college with no clothes, after all." 

"My parents think I should... try it in other places as well," I told Vinod, blushing. 

"Going bare?" 

I nodded. 

"Maybe it would help you be more comfortable when you have to take your clothes off for college," he offered, looking at me cautiously. 

"I guess... it's legal for me to do it anywhere." I blushed, looking at the street nervously. 

"Yeah, they repealed the indecent exposure laws for girls and women," Vinod agreed conversationally. 

I looked at him, reminding myself he'd seen me naked around college for the last couple of days, then took a deep breath and pulled my shirt over my head. I smiled weakly at him, but was committed; I dropped it on the sidewalk, then took off my bra. He was grinning at me, delighted. I kicked off my shoes, then slid my pants down and off, and finally, my underpants. 

I sat on the ground and put my shoes on. "I guess I'm... getting bolder," I jittered as I stood up, naked from my calves up. 

He chuckled. "You're amazing!" He looked me over. "Beautiful, too." 

I forced another smile. "Thanks..." 

"Let's just go for a walk for a little while," he suggested. "Around the block, then if you really want to, you can get dressed again." 

"All right," I agreed. 

We strolled around the block. I felt very nervous every time a car came past. The first time, I started to jump behind some bushes, but Vinod held onto my hand. "You're not doing anything wrong!" he told me cheerfully, making me stay in full view of the car. It slowed down, then drove off, and Vinod grinned at me. 

Another car came by. "Wave at it!" he urged me. I didn't, but I didn't try to hide, either. I did wave at the next one, and giggled a little. 

We finally got to my clothes. "One block is enough for tonight," I told Vinod apologetically, and hurriedly got dressed. He shrugged and grinned, watching me. 

"Did you have a little fun with it?" he asked. 

"Some," I admitted. It seemed a lot more tolerable now that I was dressed. Nothing bad had happened at all.


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