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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 10th standard. My email is email@example.com This is continuation of my previous HIGH School Week I got up in the morning and headed for the bathroom. I thought about my previous evening walk as I took my shower. I couldn't believe I'd done it! I put on blue jeans and a white t-shirt. I thought about not wearing a bra, but it seemed to me that, after a whole day being naked, I'd want all the clothes I usually wore. I had breakfast, then walked to school. I wanted to arrive a little early, but didn't intend to get caught outside like I did the day before. I was a little more relaxed going to school.
The week still seemed like an ordeal, but I was determined not to get upset about it. I got to school before any of the buses had arrived. There were more kids at the front door, but not a really big crowd. I could see the doors were open, as a few people were going in and out. I took a deep breath as I walked up to the clothing box. "Are you going to take your clothes off now?" one of the guys asked eagerly. "Hang on just a minute, please!" another of the guys called out. His name was Jeet; I knew him in passing. I swallowed, he was getting out a camera! "I'd like to take some pictures of you for the yearbook," he said. "You know, while you undress." The principal came out just then. "Do I have to let him take pictures of me?" I asked him, my ears burning. "You're going to be walking around in the nude all day, anyway, aren't you, Miss Shenoy?" he asked me. I nodded. "Everyone will see you doing it.
I don't see how it could possibly hurt you to have pictures taken. Will it?" "I... guess not," I admitted, swallowing hard. "I suggest you cooperate with him and help him." He looked at my nervous face, then smiled. "I would think you'd want to be as nice as you can to everyone. I think you should enjoy the novel experience this week while you have the chance. Relax and have fun, Miss Shenoy." "Will you work with me?" Jeet asked. "Please?" I looked over his shoulder. A bus full of kids were being dropped off. So much for avoiding the crowd. "All... right," I agreed reluctantly. "Mr. Suresh?" Jeet said. "Can I have her put her clothes back on so she can take them off again for my pictures?" The principal nodded. "That seems okay to me," he granted. "All right, Sunitha, are you ready? We'll have to move right along here," Jeet said. I nodded, wiping my hands on my pants. The principal directed the growing crowd of students back a little. "Can you take off your shirt first, please? Face me and pull it right off," Jeet told me. I did it, blushing; around 30 people were watching, and also Jeet had already taken a few shots. "Smile if you can," he sid. I tried to force a smile. "That's nice!" he said encouragingly. "Now drop the shirt, and take off your bra kind of slowly. No, look right at the camera..."
I looked at the camera and reached back and unfastened my bra, and took it off. "Smile!" he reminded me, and I forced another smile. "Put your shirt on now." I did, feeling briefly relieved. "Smile again... now slowly take it off. Good.. keep smiling... now throw it up in the air." I did so, then caught it. "That's great!" he said enthusiastically. "Do it again?" I did, and he took more pictures of me. More people were watching now. "Wave at the crowd," he directed me. I timidly waved. "You can put your shirt on again," he told me. I did so as rapidly as I could, and smiled again, this time less forcedly. "Pull it up so we can see your chest," he said, and I did. "Now you can pull it back down," he told me. "Let's work on your bottom now," he said. "Slowly slide your pants down, please." I did as he asked, gradually lowering them all the way to my ankles. "Now do the same with your underwear." I did that, too.
"Pull up your underwear... now take off the pants... smile... good! Very, very good!" He grinned; the crowd was cheering. "Can you very slowly take off your shirt now?" I did so, and he took several more pictures. "Wonderful!" The bell rang, startling me, but it was the first bell. We had 10 minutes to get to our classes. "We'll stop in a couple of minutes," he told me. I nodded. "Slide your underpants down now... smile... that's very pretty. Step out of them." I did and was naked again except for my shoes and socks. The crowd really cheered. I noticed there were closer to 100 people now, and blushed hard. "Put your pants on again, please," Jeet said. I did so, and he took several pictures of me topless. "Now slowly slide them down and off. Smile!" he said. I tried to smile, and slowly lowered my pants again. "Time to get to class," the principal said. I nodded, gulping, and put my clothes in the box while the crowd streamed into the school. "Thanks for posing for me!" Jeet said warmly. "It's really nice of you to do that!" "You're... uh... welcome," I said, a little confusedly. He opened the door for me, and then followed me inside.
"I'll be taking candid pictures of you between classes," he told me. "I'd really like to ask you to pose some more after school. Would you be willing to do that?" I blushed nervously. "Why don't you ask me later in the day, okay?" I hedged. I had no intention of posing any more, but didn't want to just tell him 'no'. "All right, I will." He smiled. "I'll see you later," he told me, and we both hurried to our classes. Once again I had to work algebra problems on the board for Mr. Kumar. I had to turn and face the class, posing, while he discussed different problems, then write them on the board and solve them. "You don't seem to be trying very hard today, Sunitha," Mr. Kumar said after I made mistakes on the first couple of problems. "You will find that, even if you get by mostly on your looks and pretty body, it will still help to have some background in mathematics." "I'm sorry!" I apologized meekly, blushing.
He had me work another problem on the board, and I got through it without making a mistake. Then I had to do another, and I goofed on that one. "Wrong again," Mr. Kumar growled. "Who would like to show Sunitha where she went wrong?" Dileep, a blushing red-headed boy, came up and, though he fumbled with the marker, he corrected my mistake. "Thanks," I said to him, smiling. "Ask him what he'd like for his reward," Mr. Kumar ordered me. I blushed. "What reward would you like?" I asked him nervously. "C-c-can you come and s-s-sit on m-m-my lap?" he stammered. "Sit with him for 5 minutes," Mr. Kumar told me. I followed him to his desk and sat sideways on his lap as the class smirked. My left breast was right against his face. "Don't move," Dileep whispered, and unobtrusively licked my nipple! I shivered, but stayed still. He licked at me for the whole 5 minutes, while Mr. Kumar continued to discuss math. "Come on back up here, Sunitha," Mr. Kumar summoned me, and I moved away from Dileep in relief.
"Now perhaps you'll be paying more attention?" he smiled. "Let's try another problem. Class, who would like to correct Sunitha if she's still inattentive to the principles of algebra?" All the guys volunteered. I felt very pressured, but managed to work a couple of problems correctly, which got me through the rest of class. It was a relief to be done with algebra, and I hastily stepped out into the hallway. But then Jeet spotted me and started clicking more pictures of me in the hallway. I had to pose for him --however he asked me to! He knew it, too. "Can you put your hands up on top of your head for me?" he asked, grinning at me. I blushed furiously but stopped in the hallway and complied. He took a couple of shots. "Now can you move your feet further apart, please?" I did so. He took a few more pictures. "You look very pretty when you blush like that," he chuckled. "Turn around, then very slowly bend forward until you can touch the ground with your hands. No, keep your feet apart." He took a dozen shots while I did this. "Lean forward a little against the wall... good... now reach behind you and pull your buttocks open." Several students tittered. I felt ashamed, but the brochure had made it clear I had to comply with these kinds of requests. "All right, you can go now, Sunitha," he told me. "Thanks a lot!" I struggled to straighten up without falling over, then hurried to my history class. The teacher decided to discuss the history of the women's rights movement. She started with the suffragettes and women getting the vote, then the women in the workplace movement and the sexual revolution, and the Title IX athletic rights movement. She said the brief sexual conservative movement at the end of the century was traceable to the AIDS problem, and explained the accompanying trend toward women considering themselves as different than men. When the AIDS problem was solved, and other sexually transmitted diseases were also cured, the trend toward treating men and women differently still continued.
One college started allowing the cheerleaders and pom pom girls to appear topless, then another required theirs to cheer in the nude. Women's professional sports comPankajd in the nude, then as their popularity grew, so did collegiate sports. Women's sports which had previously been ignored were now filling stadiums, bringing new emphasis to the schools, and making real professional women's athletics profitable. Court trials failed to ban the practice, since it was bringing money and emphasis. Sex sells. This spread into business. Young female executives made a much more significant impact when they left their clothes outside the board room, and used their advantages instead of demanding gender equality. The Central University basketball program had had another losing season. Attendance was down, another new coach had been brought in, the alumni were talking about discontinuing the program. The captain of the cheerleaders had a meeting with the cheerleading coach, and then with the squad. Two of the seven cheerleaders quit; the rest made a new commitment. They waited in the men's locker room after practice, wearing their cheerleader skirts and shoes and socks, but nothing above the waist. Most of them were shy and nervous, but the head cheerleader stood in front of the basketball team, explaining her idea. After every victory, they'd cheer the next game topless.
If the team had a winning record, won the conference championship or made it into the national championship tournament, there would be parties, sponsored by the cheerleaders. After the team won their first home game, the cheerleaders tossed their shirts and bras to the players, and danced around the gym, dazzling the crowd. They cheered bare-breasted at the next two games, and the team went 3-0. A court order forced them to resume full dress for the next couple of weeks, and the team went 1-3 during those two weeks. In a famous court decision, the cheerleaders, supported by a packed courtroom, after two days of arguments, were asked by the judge to remove their shirts and bras. All of them boldly did so. The judge gazed at them intently while the bailiff quieted the crowd, then announced his decision. "I see nothing obscene before me." Meera knew her chances of getting the loan were not great, but she really wanted to start her new business, and get out of the dead-end job she'd been working at for the last 6 years. She had been turned down once, now she had a meeting with the bank's loan committee. She'd arrived 20 minutes early, and nervously watched the clock on the wall as the meeting drew closer. She had prepared documents showing her business plan, her credit worthiness (but it was a pretty large loan!), and proof that there was a market for what she wanted to do. She'd bought a new gray business dress and a sharp satin blouse to wear with it. "The loan committee will be ready in five minutes," the receptionist told her.
Meera went to the bathroom for one last nervous check of her make-up. Had she done everything possible? She'd studied the three men on the loan committee; she knew their names and something about each of them. She knew the bank's history of granting loans. She had a sudden, shocking thought. After a moment of indecision, thinking how devastated she'd be if she didn't get the loan, she bit her lip and hurriedly unbuttoned her blouse, opened her bra, and unfastened her dress. She left her shoes and panty hose on the floor, picked up her briefcase, and went past the startled receptionist and into the meeting room, stepping barefoot onto the plush carpet and boldly, but blushing, faced the committee men, nude, pretty and anxious. She got the loan. Beena saw the blue flashing lights behind her, and hoped they'd go away. She continued on another block, but the police car stayed right behind her. She knew she'd been driving a little too fast. She moved quickly, stuffing her bra in the glove box, and tossing her pants and shirt behind the back seat, then rolled down her window. When the police officer came up to the window and started to ask for her license, he stopped and stared at her instead. She blushed, humiliated, and blurted. "I'm sorry, officer; it's just a nice evening and usually no one can see in and my clothes are all in the back of the car!" The officer waved to his partner, who also stared at her for a minute.
"I guess we'd better let her go," the first one said. "I guess so," the other agreed, shaking his head. "Drive more carefully, Miss." "As this trend continues, we're seeing more and more programs such as the one Sunitha Shenoy is participating in," the teacher explained to the class. "Parents and educators are trying to ensure the benefits are available to all students." When class was over, I stopped by her desk. "Thanks for the subject matter today," I told her. "It helped me a lot!" "I'm glad you enjoyed it, Sunitha." She smiled at me, and I hurried off to gym class. "Hang on a minute, Sunitha!" I heard, and stopped. It was Jeet again. "I have to get to gym class, Jeet!" I protested. "Gym? Terrific! I wanted to come to your gym class today and get some pictures of you in the shower and pool." He grinned. I blushed, but nodded, and he walked with me into the locker room. He took some pictures of me as I sat on the bench and removed my shoes and socks. "We'll be diving today," Mr. Shanker told the class. I took my place in line.
While the other students were practicing their dives, Jeet took pictures of me waiting, then when it was my turn, he took more shots of me diving. We each did a couple of dives from the low board, then one from the high dive. I stood on the end of the board for a minute for my first dive, posing for Jeet. A couple of the other guys whistled. I waved, then did my dive. I got cheers for my other dives as well. Then it was our free Time, or more specifically, free timee for the class. Most of the guys gathered around me and required me to pose in front of them. I did so as cheerfully as I could. Jeet took pictures of everything! "Kneel, please, Sunitha," one of them told me as I was stepping on the ladder to get out of the water. I smiled boldly and dropped to my knees. "Sure!" I said pleasantly, voluntarily setting my knees apart. I put my hands behind my head and raised my elbows up high, also without being told, and exposed my bare body in front of the boys. "Now stand up and bend over forward, and spread your butt cheeks apart," another guy told me.
I blushed at that idea, but stood up quickly and did as he had directed me. "Straighten up and hold your breasts up by the nipples," another guy called out after a minute. I did as he wanted. Each of the 11 guys in the class had me assume a different position, and I complied with every suggestion they gave me. The teacher blew his whistle and we headed for the locker rooms. "I'll catch you later, Sunitha," Jeet said. "Maybe I can get you to take a shower by yourself for me to photograph. I think with so many, I'd wind up ruining my camera." "I'll see you later, Jeet!" I told him, blushing, glad to be away from his camera for a while. I started taking a shower, watching the boys taking off their swimsuits. Some of them were still a little nervous about undressing in front of me. I giggled to myself; it was nice for the guys to be uncomfortable for once! Suddenly I remembered what Jaffer had suggested to me the day before, about imagining the guys reaching out for my body and touching me. I blushed suddenly. "Hey, what caused that?" Vinod asked me. "N-nothing!" I protested. I didn't have to explain my thoughts, thank goodness! I tried to think about something else, but couldn't get my mind off Jaffer's suggestion! The guys were all staring at me. "I think I made her horny!" one of the guys said, grinning. "You've got a really nice nipple erection," another explained helpfully. Vinod nodded. "I'm sorry," I said, blushing. "I have to get out of here!"
I started rushing from the showers, intending to dash into the girl's bathroom as quickly as I could. "What's the problem?" Mr. Shanker asked, coming into the shower from the pool. "I have to go to the bathroom!" I explained hastily. "She started to get aroused when we all came into the shower," one of the guys told him. "Oh." Mr. Shanker caught my arm. "Stop, Sunitha. That's normal enough under the circumstances. Go finish your shower." "But..." I began to protest, then stopped. What could I say? "Yes, sir," I said meekly, and went back to the shower I'd been using.
The guys were all watching me very closely now. "Keep your feet apart, Sunitha!" one guy suggested. "Jiggle your tits for us, please!" "Raise your hands above your head." I had to follow all of their suggestions about posing. As I did so, I kept thinking of what it would be like if I had to let them touch me however they wanted as well. Finally, they had to get out of the shower and get dressed. I had to follow them into the locker room and towel off in front of them, but since I only had to put on my shoes and socks, I managed to get out of the locker room before most of them could do so. I got to my biology class without seeing Jeet, which was a relief. I took my seat on the stool in front of the class as I had the two days before, then shrugged and took off my shoes and socks and sat fully bare. "Oh, how nice, you're being more cooperative today." Miss Chodi smiled as she closed the classroom door. "Did any of the boys in class try to be nice to you to see if they could interest you sexually?" I blushed. "Um, yes, a couple of them tried." "And how did you respond?" she asked as the class looked at me eagerly. "I... haven't... had sex with anyone," I told her, flustered, as the class tittered. "Not yet," she corrected me, smiling. "Right." I blushed again. "Are you more aroused, or less aroused, today than yesterday?" she asked. "More," I admitted, gulping, thinking about the shower room. "It's perfectly natural," she said reassuringly. "The sexual pressures on you are growing all the Time." She smiled. "I'm sure the boys are all paying attention!" She continued her discussion of reproductive issues through the class session, while I posed in front of the class and served as a display model for her comments. Finally, we got to the end of the class. "Tomorrow's class should be interesting," Miss Chodi promised cheerfully. "See you all tomorrow!" I put my socks and shoes on as the rest of the class filed past.
Abhi and Jaffer waited outside the door for me. "Can we join you for lunch?" Abhi asked. "That sounds very nice," I said, smiling, and we went to the cafeteria and ate. We each got a tray with our food, and sat down at an empty table. As soon as we sat down, a couple of other guys tried to join us. "Could you leave us alone?" Jaffer asked politely. "We're trying to give the poor girl a break so she can eat." "I guess," one of the guys said. "Come on, Eddie." "We just wanted a closer look at you," Eddie explained to me. "We don't have any classes together, and have only caught glimpses in the hallway. We didn't mean to bother you. Sorry!" "It's all right. Thank you for being so considerate!" I said smiling at him. They moved to the next table over, and both of them stared at me. "I tried what you suggested, in the boy's shower," I told Jaffer, blushing. "Once I started, I just could not stop! I got very horny and embarrassed. All the guys really loved teasing me about my nipple erection." He grinned. "Think about us handling you all over," he suggested. "I'd like to see that, too!" I stuck out my tongue at him, then giggled and continued eating. "How about if you were covered with mashed potatoes all over, and a bunch of guys were eating them off you?" Abhi teased.
I wrinkled up my nose. "Yecch!" "If someone said they wanted to see you like that... do you think you'd have to do it?" he asked. I blushed suddenly. "I hope not. Please don't try to find out!" The guys both chuckled. "Now will you think about us handling you all over so we can see your nipple erection?" Jaffer asked. "After lunch, anyway?" "What if I don't?" I asked. Abhi winked. I sighed. "All right," I agreed reluctantly. "After lunch." They both grinned cheerfully, and finished eating as quickly as they could. We disposed of our trays, then went outside into the courtyard. "You can do it here," Jaffer said. "All right," I nodded, looking around. There were several other students in the courtyard. I sighed; I didn't imagine I'd be able to find a very private location. The guys sat down on a bench, and I kicked off my shoes and socks, then stood in front of them. I blushed; I was bare naked. I looked boldly at their faces, then made myself smile, and moved my feet apart. I intertwined my fingers together behind my head, and thought about being so completely exposed in front of them. They could reach their hands out and fondle me, and I just had to let them do it.
I blushed a little harder. They could slide their fingers inside my vagina, or rub my bare buttocks if they wanted to. I forced myself to look at their faces, and to smile at them. I felt very warm and aroused. They were both grinning at me. "Wow, that's really wonderful!" Abhi enthused. Jaffer grinned. "You look like you really want to do it!" he told me. I nodded, blushing. "Hi Sunitha!" someone said, and I gulped. It was Jeet! He quickly snapped a few pictures of me like that, then dashed off, laughing. I blushed harder, but couldn't do anything about it. Jaffer started to get up, but I shook my head. "Let him go, there's nothing you can do, either." I gulped hard, watching him go. It was Time to get to class. I put my socks and shoes back on, and went back inside the school. In English class, we had to write a poem for the first half of class. I wrote a little story poem about a girl who lost a bet and had to be a sex slave on weekends, and went from hating it the first weekend to to loving it by the end. "Is everyone done writing their poem?" the teacher asked.
A few people shook their heads. "How many people wrote something so embarrassing about sex that they don't want anyone to see it?" the teacher asked. My hand went up, along with about half the class. Then several other hands went up; most of the class. She smiled. "That's usually how it works with teenagers," she said. "The only thing on your minds is sex with other teenagers, but you don't want to talk about it with them." The class laughed. "Did any of you write your names on your poems? If you did, scribble them out or tear that part of the page off, please," she went on, then walked around collecting the papers from the students. Then she went back around the room, passing out the poems at random! "Each of you will be reading aloud one of the poems written by another student," she told us cheerfully. "Sunitha, you can go first." Each person had to stand in front of the class and read off someone's poem. Everyone else in the class looked around at the others, trying to figure out who wrote which poem. I had to read one from a guy.
Most of us got poems written by the opposite gender. I stood in front of the class, and started reading the poem, which started out with noble-sounding love remarks. Her lips are sweet, she's beautiful Her body soft but firm Then suddenly got less comfortable for me: She walks all naked everywhere Her ass and nipples boldly bare Her sexuality, she dares to flaunt before those foul and fair I stopped, blushing as I looked around at the class. "Go on, Sunitha," the teacher told me firmly. I swallowed and nodded. Sunitha Shenoy, blond and sweet gives the guy's gym class a treat naked from her head to feet she showers till they are all clean. She's Dileepid but she's still aroused with nipples firmly pushing out With her sweet smile and open brows I wish I had her in my house! The class clapped and whistled, and I rushed back to my seat. I sat and listened to the rest of the poems. Almost all of the ones written by guys were about me. Finally, the class was over with, and I escaped into the hallway. I had just one more class to get through.
It wasn't too bad; it was Civics class. I went into the classroom early. Mr. Hari smiled broadly as I came in and took my seat. There were still a few minutes until the start of the next period. "You're looking nice today," he told me. "T-thanks," I said, then forced a smile at him. "I hope you don't mind if I stare a little," he said apologetically. "Teaching school doesn't prepare you for... for female students attending class in the nude." I blushed a little. "No one prepared me for it, either," I told him, then gulped and decided to explain a little more to him. "Mr. Hari... it's... it seems like everyone in the school has been staring at me all week! I have to let them do that. I'm not allowed to cover myself in any way, and I have to pose for anyone who asks me to. However they ask me to, Mr. Hari." I blushed harder.
"Also, I have to participate in class however I'm asked by a teacher." "Really." He looked at me thoughtfully for a minute. "It's not easy to see how I could ask you to participate in a Civics class," he admitted. "Not off the top of my head, anyway. But if you think of anything, you may volunteer if you wish." I was surprised he didn't leap at the opportunity to use me in his class. I smiled at him. "Thanks... I will!" The other students filed in. I spent the class session trying to distract Mr. Hari by smiling at him, stretching when he was looking in my direction, and fingering myself between my legs. He stumbled a couple of Times, but overall did a much better job of teaching. Finally, it was the end of the school day! I rushed out of class and headed for the front door, very anxious to get my clothes on. "Hay! Sunitha!" It was Jeet. I groaned a little, but then turned toward him and smiled. "Hi, Jeet!" "Hi Sunitha!" He looked at me, a little uncertainly. "You were going to pose with me after school, right?" I blushed. "Jeet... it's been an awfully long day... can't we just..." His face fell. "You don't want to." He looked down, then away. "Oh, all right." I sighed, relieved. "Thanks, Jeet! I'm glad you understand!"
I continued rushing toward the front of the school, then stopped and looked back. "Jeet?" "Yeah?" He looked at me. "You can take pictures while I get dressed," I offered. "Oh -- that's better than nothing. Thanks!" He smiled, following me. "Don't get dressed too fast, though, okay?" "I'll try to do it slowly," I promised him. I hurried outside the front door, and saw the other girls were already getting dressed. "Miss Shenoy?" It was the principal. "Hi, Mr. Suresh!" I smiled at him. "Jeet there told me he planned to ask you to pose for him for a while after school. I see he's with you." I nodded. "He's going to take a few more pictures while I get dressed. Please, can I have my clothes now?" "Hmm. Well, now... he seemed to have something a little more extensive planned." Mr. Suresh picked up my clothes and looked them over, then looked at me without handing them to me. "Actually I told him I'd help him by opening the football field and gym and such, so he could take pictures in different settings. Wouldn't you be willing to cooperate for a while, Miss Shenoy?" I blushed hard. "I... uh..." He smiled. "If you do just what he wants, I'm sure we can all be out of here in an hour. Then you can have your clothes back." "Actually, Mr. Suresh, I wanted to get more pictures of her taking them off and wearing just part of them," Jeet told him. "I'm sure that will be just fine," he nodded.
"Where would you like to start, Jeet?" I didn't get to object at all. Jeet had his camera bag, and Mr. Suresh hung onto my clothes. "Let's start at the football field," Jeet said, smiling, and we walked over to it. Jeet had me stand right out on the field, and took several pictures, showing different angles of the field and of me. "Take off your shoes and socks," he directed, and took more pictures while I was fully bare. Then more pictures under the scoreboard, still fully bare, and then running around in the stands. He had me get dressed, then made me slowly strip in the stands while he took more pictures. I had to do it again from two other places in the stands. "Now let's do the same thing in the end zone," he suggested. "Then we'll be done." I perked up quite a bit when he said that. I got dressed in the stands, then hurried down to the end zone to finish with the photo session. I tried to smile and be as cheerful as possible, and I cooperated as eagerly as I could with Jeet's directions. He grinned as he took pictures of me sliding my pants down, and gaily tossing my bra in the air, and dancing around under the goal post, bare naked. "All right, Sunitha, that's all," he said finally.
"It is? I can get dressed now?" He nodded. I had scattered my clothes around the end zone. I darted to my underpants, and started to put them on, but then giggled and decided to gather up all my clothes before getting dressed. Jeet watched me, grinning. "So you don't really mind being naked all that much?" he remarked as I picked up my shirt. I blushed. "It's pretty embarrassing," I told him. "Try having someone take your clothes away, and see!" "But you're relaxed about it it now," he pointed out. "You still haven't put anything on." "Oh!" I blushed again and finished picking up my clothes, then hurriedly put them on. Jeet grinned and walked back to the school. He offered me a ride home, but I declined; I didn't mind walking, I explained. I hugged him, though. There was no point in not being nice. I walked home smiling. That evening
I got home just before dinner.
"Did you have an interesting day today, dear?" my mother asked me. I nodded, blushing. "This boy took a camera, and I had to pose for him before school while I undressed," I told her. "Then the principal made me stay after school and pose naked for him on the football field!" She smiled. "That sounds like good experience. Did you enjoy it?" "Not much. It's awfully humiliating." She put her arm around me. "I know, dear. But it'll be good for you. Try to understand that, and learn as much as you can from doing it." "I'll try, Mom." I smiled at her. "Dinner is in about 10 minutes," she told me. "I just have to run upstairs for a minute," I called back to her. I went up to my room, but Manoj stopped me on the stairs. "I saw you after school," he told me. "At least I thought it was you, walking out toward the football field with no clothes on." I blushed. I hadn't been ready for this; I hadn't decided how to deal with it with Manoj. "It was me," I admitted. "Manoj... come on upstairs." He followed me to my room, and I explained briefly about the week of nudity, and showed him the brochure the principal had given me. He listened, then glanced at the brochure. "Some of the other kids in school told me, but it didn't sound very likely to me," he told me. "Making girls go through school bare naked? You being selected, and then actually doing it?" "I didn't have much choice. I still don't," I told him. He shrugged. "It's all right. I believe you." He grinned. "One of my teachers told two girls who were whispering to one another to come up to the front of the room and take off their shirts and pants. They both refused, and the teacher sent me to get the principal.
He came right away, and he made the girls both strip to their underwear right in class! Boy were they embarrassed. It was fun!" "Then what happened?" I prompted him. "Oh, they got their clothes back after class," he told me. "It doesn't sound like it was fun for them!" I flared. He shrugged and grinned. "I didn't make them do it!" "Dinner's ready!" Mom called. We went downstairs, and sat down to eat. "Are you going to be naked at home, or just in school?" he asked me curiously. "I explained to him what was going on," I explained to Mom and Dad, blushing a little.
Then I smiled at Manoj. "I guess if I can do it all day in school, I can do it in the privacy of my own home!" I stood up and giggled a little, and took off my clothes, then sat down again to dinner. "I guess the program at school is doing you some good," Dad smiled. "You're not so shy any more, Sunitha." "I don't want to get too comfortable, since I know I'll have to face the school without my clothes again tomorrow," I sighed. "I'm going to do it as cheerfully and openly as I can, though!" I vowed. "Good girl!" he beamed. After we finished eating, I got dressed again. "I'll be back in a while, probably before dark," I told my parents, and they waved as I left. I walked down the street, then turned down another, then turned again, waving and smiling to people I passed and cars that went past me. I'd decided to do something daring and risky on my own. I told myself I was just looking for the right place. Finally I decided to go ahead and pick a place. I saw a dead-end street and decided that would be it. There was no one outside, I saw, and felt relieved.
I hurried down to the end of the street, and looked around, then swallowed and took off all my clothes. I started to put my shoes on again, but giggled and took off my socks instead. I'd really go naked! I looked for a place to put my clothes. I needed to find something quickly, and wanted something that wasn't easily and safely accessible. I saw a pickup truck in a driveway, and tossed my clothes into the back of it, then ran until I got back to the cross street. I turned right at the sidewalk, and nervously thought about how far I should go. 10 blocks? 5? I decided to add up the numbers of the address of the next house, and then add the result until I got a single digit number, and that's how many blocks I'd have to go before I could turn around. I looked up anxiously and saw the address: 609. 6+9=15; 1+5=6; I had to go 6 blocks. Six blocks sounded like a lot, once I got to the first street. I shivered and turned around, and started hurrying back. A car pulled up next to me and stopped! I blushed hard. "Sunitha!" A guy got out from the driver's side. It was Jaffer! Abhi got out from the passenger's side. They were both grinning broadly. "What are you doing?" Abhi asked. I took a deep, nervous breath. "Just... out walking." "Where are your clothes?" Abhi asked. "I left them in the back of a pickup truck," I explained. "I'm going to get them back now." "If they're still there. If the pickup truck is still there," Jaffer pointed out.
I blushed. I hadn't thought of that! "Would you like us to join you?" Abhi asked. "Um... okay," I nodded nervously. They both walked along with me, back to the pickup truck. It was still there! I sighed in relief, then smiled gratefully when Jaffer got my clothes for me. The boys watched me put them on, and we walked back toward their car. "Are you interested in doing something else while naked?" Abhi asked me directly. I swallowed. "I was trying to think of something interesting and fun that I could do," I admitted. "I thought of a few, but kept chickening out. I only tried to do the one that you... caught me doing, but I didn't finish that, either." "But you're interested?" he said. "How about if we come up with something, then you have to do it?" "Or you could come up with your own idea, but let us enforce you doing it," Jaffer suggested. I nodded slowly. "All... right. Let's see what kind of ideas we can come up with. I'll... do something." "I think you should take your clothes off while we talk, to make it more interesting for all of us," Jaffer suggested hopefully.
"Not here," I declined hastily, eyeing the street, then blushed. The guys were grinning. I'd committed to stripping bare while we came up with a daring idea for me to do. "How about at the park?" Abhi suggested, still grinning, and I nodded. We walked down to the park a block away. There was a picnic table in a small grove of trees. I headed over to it, and the guys followed. I looked around nervously; there were other people in the park, but none in that area. "There's nothing illegal about taking off your clothes," Jaffer told me with a big grin on his face. "I know!" I snapped, then sighed. "Sorry," I apologized. The guys were still looking at me eagerly. I looked around again, then removed my shoes and socks. I faced the guys and pulled my shirt over my head, then slid my pants down and off. I took off my bra, then removed my underpants, and stood naked in front of them. Jaffer picked them up. "We'll keep these for you until you're done with your next game," he said. "All right," I agreed tensely. "What do you think I should do?" "You could go for a walk until you're at least 6 blocks from your clothes," Jaffer suggested. "Like you were going to do before, but now you'd actually have to do it."
I blushed. "Okay, that's one idea. I guess it's kind of the default, if we don't come up with anything else." "You could go streaking down Main Street," Abhi suggested. "You'd thrill a lot of people!" "How about if I thrill a few less people?" I hedged uncomfortably. "What are you thinking of?" Jaffer asked. I looked out from behind the trees to the rest of the park. "I could run around the edge of the park, naked," I said, trembling nervously. "You'll have to go all the way around," Abhi said, grinning. "Or you don't get your clothes back." I nodded. "It's not even streaking. You wear shoes when streaking," Jaffer said. "All right, if you do that, I'll agree to give you your clothes back." He chuckled. "Go ahead when you're ready, Sunitha!" I gulped. I could have said I wanted shoes! But I was committed. I looked out at the park, and took a deep breath, then dashed out to the fence at the edge of the park and started running.
I'd picked the direction with less people, and didn't see anyone for the first 50 yards or so. I ran past the front entrance, where I saw a group of young teenagers; 13 and 14 year olds. They laughed and clapped as I went past, and followed behind me. I felt nervous, but soon realized they weren't bothering me, just following along to watch. I continued along the fence. I couldn't run; there were roots and stones and branches, and it was painful to step on them or trip on them. I moved along as quickly as I could, though. I hesitated before passing a middle-aged woman who was walking along the path, but the teenagers were still behind me. "Good evening!" she said, smiling cheerfully when she saw me.
"Hi!" I said, blushing, and continued past. A young married couple were pushing a stroller in the opposite direction from me. The guy stood and stared at me until his wife elbowed him, then they both moved to the side and I continued past them nervously. They didn't talk to me, which I didn't mind. I walked past a few other people going in both directions along the path. A pair of older guys were polite. "Good evening, Miss," one of them said. "Nice Time for a walk," the other added. "It's a pleasant night," I agreed, then hurriedly continued past them. A younger guy by himself whistled as I went past him. When I glanced back, I saw he had joined the teenagers and was following me. I blushed and continued on. An elderly woman stopped me and called me a hussy.
I blushed really hard then, and ran away from her. I looked back and saw her chiding the teenagers who were following me, but they ran past her, too, laughing and ignoring her. I kept going around the park as quickly as I could. I had to go past the volleyball court, which had an active game being played. While I was going past, the side which saw me first stopped to gape, and I saw someone from the other side slam a ball over the net. It hit one of the players in the head! "Are you okay?" I called out. The guy staggered over to the side of the court and sat down. Another player went over to check him, then looked up at me and grinned. "He'll be fine. Want to fill in for him, baby?" "Not now," I declined hastily, and continued along the path.
"Miss Shenoy!" I looked ahead, then blushed hard again. It was Mr. Suresh, then principal! He grinned broadly. "You're making very good progress, Miss Shenoy!" "Um..." I stared at him helplessly. He looked me over. "Not even shoes. Are you enjoying yourself, Miss Shenoy?" "I guess.." I said, flustered. "I... I've got to go. Nice to see you, Mr. Suresh!" I hurried past him, and he chuckled, but didn't stop me. Finally I got back to where Jaffer and Abhi were waiting with my clothes. "Let me have those!" I said desperately. "Turn around and pose in front of your fans for a minute first," Abhi told me. I tried to grab my clothes from him, but he held them away from me. "Abhi!" I protested. "Just let them have a good look," Jaffer advised me. I blushed, but turned around to face the small crowd. I posed with my feet apart and my hands on my hips, then turned around all the way until I was facing them again. They applauded. The guys were all grinning, and the girls were giggling. "Now can I please get dressed?" I begged. Abhi chuckled and handed me my clothes, and I hurriedly got dressed. The teenagers went away, and I hurried away from the park, with Jaffer and Abhi following me.
"You did it!" Jaffer told me, grinning, and gave me a big hug. "You walked all the way around the park, bare naked!" Abhi also gave me a big hug. "That took a lot of courage and guts," he told me seriously. "Thanks." I was shivering, but managed to smile. "Thanks for... for being there, and making sure I actulaly had to finish." I took a deep breath, then finally giggled. "Did you have a good Time doing it?" Jaffer asked, smiling broadly. "I guess... now that it's done... it wasn't so bad," I allowed. The guys drove me home, then walked up to the front of the house with me. "What Time is it?" I asked. "About 8:30," Jaffer said. I nodded. "It's not as late as I thought." I looked around, then giggled. I was going to have to be naked in school the next day, anyway! "Wait just a minute, please," I said, looking at the guys from the porch, and undressed once again in front of them. I giggled again and came down the stairs, and gave them both big hugs and kisses. "Thanks for an exciting evening!" I told them. "Thanks to you!" Abhi exclaimed.
I turned and ran up the stairs, and went in the front door, leaving my clothes on the porch. "Well, hello, Miss Exhibitionist!" my mother said, smiling at me. "Hi, Mom!" I looked down at myself. "I decided to leave my clothes outside," I explained blushing. "I see." She shrugged cheerfully. "I didn't expect it, but it's okay, of course." "I'm going to answer the door and everything in the nude," I told her determinedly. Just then Manoj came into the living room, and grinned. "Hi, Sis!" Then he turned back around. "Hey, guys, come here!" I stood in shock, blushing harder, as several guys came into the kitchen. They all chuckled and grinned. "Sunitha, these are my friends," Manoj introduced me, smiling broadly. "There's Jack, Don, Roger, Dave and Harry." "H-hi," I managed nervously. "Hi Sunitha!" "Nice to meet you!" "Glad to meet you!" They all answered at once, very boisterously.
"We're playing games in the living room. Want to join us?" Manoj invited me. "Um... I..." I nervously tried to come up with something else to do. "Why don't you go ahead, dear?" Mom cut in. Manoj's friends all enthusiastically chimed in. "All... right," I gave in, and followed them into the living room. "So what are you guys playing?" I asked. Manoj's stack of games was in the corner. "We were playing Risk," one of the boys said. "But maybe we can find something more interesting." "Like what? Strip poker?" another boy said laughing. "Twister would be fun," someone suggested. "Want to play Twister, Sunitha?" "Let's just be nice," Manoj objected, glaring at his friends. "She doesn't have to run around the house naked in front of you guys." They all stopped talking, and looked at Manoj nervously, then at me. "T-thanks, Manoj," I said after a minute, then looked around at the boys. "But don't get too mad at your friends. I guess I know as well as anyone, it's very different having a bare naked girl in the room with you. It's... unusual... being the girl, too! It's very embarrassing," I acknowledged, looking down at my bare body and blushing again. "But... that's one of the chances I'm taking, I guess."
"What would you like to do?" one of the boys asked. I was surprised by the question. "I don't really have anything in mind," I said. "I expected to just hang around the house. I did tell Mom I'd answer the door in the nude if anyone comes by," I admitted. "I'm not going to put on any clothes until bedTime... well, not until Time to go to school tomorrow, really," I said, smiling a little. "What are you willing to do?" he asked. "I'll play games and stuff with you guys," I said. "You can look at me all you want." "Will you turn around so we can look at your butt?" a boy asked me. I nodded and turned around, then wiggled my behind and giggled. "How's that?" "How about if we use you as the prize; the winner gets to have you pose or do something similar?" someone suggested.
It was less humiliating than what I had to do in school. "Okay," I agreed. They started a new Risk game. Each Time one of them won a country, they got to make me do a different pose. I resolved to do each request as cheerfully as I could, and tried to be light-hearted as I posed standing in front of the boys with my legs wide apart and leaning backward while kneeling on the floor. Manoj got knocked out of the game by one of the guys. "Do you do anything special for bigger wins?" the boy asked me hopefully. He already had me standing and bending forward with my hands on the floor. I straightened up, then came over and gave him a quick peck on the lips. "How's that?" I asked. "That's great! My first kiss by a naked chick!" He beamed. "Your first kiss by anyone!" "Except maybe his dog!" "Yeah, his Mom won't kiss him." "Neither will yours."
They resumed the game, and I had to do a lot more poses, and give each of the guys a kiss. The overall winner pulled me against him and forced a longer kiss on me. I struggled a little at first, then relaxed and kissed him back. It was almost 11:00. The boys had to go home. They each politely thanked me for playing along with their game. I stepped outside the door and stood on the porch. "It was fun," I smiled. "I'll see you all again someTime, maybe!" As they left, I picked up my clothes and took them inside. I picked out some new clothes for the next day and took them out, leaving them on the porch. I'd dress outside when I was ready to go to school. I went to bed, sleeping in the nude. I usually wore pajamas, but was resolved not to wear anything for a while.