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I got thinking one night in bed and then got up in the middle of the night and went for a walk around the house naked – I’d stopped wear nighties when I started to get the urges again and I’ve never worn knickers to bed. Anyway, after wandering around the house naked in the middle of the night for a while the excitement started to fade so I wanted more. From wandering around the house it progressed into around the garden, then out onto the street. The street wasn’t such a big deal because we live in a big house with no one else living within about 100 metres, and we live in a leafy village outside a big city. It’s off the main roads and down a dead-end road so there is very little traffic even in the daytime. It got to the point where I’d be out in and around the village for 2 or 3 hours, 3 or 4 times a week in the middle of the night totally naked and staring at the different houses wondering what the people inside the houses would think if they saw me. The village is so small that everyone knows everyone else so I knew the people whose house I was stood outside. The school summer holidays were the best, I’d often go for walks on the sunny days, stripping naked and hiding my clothes as soon as I got out of the village. I’d usually end up in the nearby woods or by the river, stopping to sunbathe sometimes. Eventually, I finished at school and was due to start at a university miles from home. It was my last summer at home and I took the opportunity to strip naked as soon as my parents left for work and to stay naked until I saw one of their cars coming down the drive on an afternoon. Of course the deal with my brother still held and he saw me naked quite a lot that school holiday. I had mixed feelings about going to university. Yes I had all the feeling that I expect all young people have when leaving home to go to university, but at the same time I didn’t want my amateur naturist days to end because I loved being naked. The university that I go to houses the students in 4 storey blocks. They were mixed but it was boys on floor 1 and 3 and girls on floors 2 and 4 with a big bathrooms at one amateur end of each floor for the sex of the kids on that floor. The first few weeks were hectic and I didn’t get the chance to dwell on my secret desires. Most of the girls started to settle in and things got more settled and relaxed. It became a common sight for girls to leave their room to go for a shower wearing just a towel, and I was one of them. After doing that for about a week I decided to take the towel Big Tits to, and from the bathroom over my shoulder or arm. After a few neutral comments about my nudity from the other girls I just kept doing it, as did a few other girls. Then some of the girls got friendly with boys from the floor above or below and the first time that a naked girl walking to the bathroom was caught by a boy visiting a girl, she screamed so loud that the whole floor came out to see who had been murdered. From that day on indian the towels went to the bathroom firmly wrapped around the owner; except for mine. I couldn’t explain it but taking the risk of being seen naked by a man turned me on. It took about a week before a boy came out of a room right in front of me as I went for a shower and I just froze. The boy froze too, but only for a couple of seconds then he started grinning as he stared at the naked me. The strange thing was that I never made any attempt to cover any part of myself. In fact I felt my nipples go rock hard and my pussy tingle and get wet. It seemed like hours that we stared at each other, but in reality it was probably no more than 10 seconds before he softcore turned and walked out, going the same way as me but in front of me. I started walking again, following him and still not making any attempt to cover my tits or puss. When he got to the door to go down the stairs he turned and looked at me again, smiled and said, “See you around naked girl.” I wanted to say, “I hope so,” but I smiled and said nothing. In the shower I masturbated to the best orgasm that I had ever had. Back in my room I stayed naked until I had to go to classes, then got dressed, putting on one of my shortest dresses, and no underwear. My desire to be naked was back. I didn’t have the courage to be the university’s naked girl but I did decide that underwear was history and that as soon as I had a free day I was going to town to buy some more very short skirts and dresses. It was something that had Big Tits always embarrassed him, and the main reason he never wore shorts. An artery in his esophagus had ruptured from the stress. “Am I teasing you Jean Pierre?” she smirks. Besides, he was surprised just how tight she felt. This was it. ‘Want to get together tonight, and go over some more furniture I can get for you?’ she asks. Grandma and Great-Grandma were making love, something they never had the opportunity to do in life. Some of the signs are fairly overt: when Amanda packs me a lunch for work, she often packs Glenn one, too, claiming he would always complain that his wife was too busy to prepare him anything, and that he was as helpless as me when it came to preparing food; her dressing up much more nicely for work than she needs to; getting home softcore late because of long meetings with her him. Lucy sensed Jim had something else on his mind. Eventually, he starts stroking faster while imagining Samantha and him getting it on. “What is it?” I asked. I smiled telling her that we had some fun "wished you would have stayed" I said. Cal settled back, sipping his coffee, “Yes dear.” Cal said. “Don’t worry!” She says briskly, “I won’t tell!” I watched him impale amateur Trudy on his shaft, she let out a loud ‘oh god’ and that was the last sound she made because the bloke playing with her tits held her head and shoved his thick cock into her mouth and began fucking her throat, while the indian bloke with his cock wedged in her pussy fucked my wife, the third bloke rested Trudy’s hand onto his cock, she automatically grasped him and started wanking the guy. I could feel the floor shaking beneath me. Yavara extended her hand, and grabbed me by the hair on the back of my head. Her nipple was already swelling. The two of us were stuck there for a moment; my body a puddle of limbs, and hers a bow tensed to snapped. I then put both my arms back and moved them around until I found my ankle.