If you have read Part 1 or 2, you know that my mother died in a drunk driver accident and my stepfather has ordered me to go naked at home. When I resisted, he removed all my clothing from the house, took the door off my room and left me totally naked all the time. He declared that I was going to be exposed to lots of people and had better get used to it.
This event just happened to bring me in touch with two new friends. A coworker of my stepfather had volunteered to help him to make sure there was no physical abuse of me. She brought me fresh clothes for school each day and picked them up each night. My stepfather had ordered pizza right away to make me open the door for the guy who delivered. It turned out to be delivered by a young woman who told me it happened all the time that men tried to expose their wives or girlfriends to pizza delivery guys. Kim was also there naked when she delivered and invited her to join us. We were surprised when she showed up after work, got naked and played games with us. She offered to keep me company at home and even take me with her on some deliveries, especially when she went to frat houses. I was still waiting for that to happen. And actually got excited about the idea.
If you haven't read Part 1 or 2, you know now.
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I guess Lacey had to tell someone. I'm sure she swore whoever she told to secrecy. I hate to be sexist but if she told a woman or girl, there was little chance of the secret remaining a secret. Guys would tell other guys but a girl would tell everyone she could, swearing each one to secrecy. That's just the way it seems to work.
Anyway, one Saturday afternoon, Mike was gone and I was alone. The doorbell rang. I peeked through the peep hole to make sure there were no Campfire Girls or whatever selling cookies. I was actually hoping it was the little Mormon boys in their little costumes. It wasn't.
Like I've said, I was never among the "elite" at school and I was pretty much ignored by those people unless they had some reason to sneer at me. That was easy to take because I didn't care what they thought.
The person in the peep hole was one of those "elite". This girl was a cheerleader and one who was more likely to sneer that most. Her name was Krystal and I'm sure she thought she was made of some kind of special glass.
I opened the door. She looked me up and down and said, "I heard a rumor and couldn't wait to confirm whether it was true. I see it is."
I asked, "Why would you even care?"
"Well, I care," she said. Then "may I come in?"
I said, "Sure, if you want to come in." I opened the screen door and stood back.
"Oh," she said, "I brought some friends along". With that she reached out and dragged (not reluctantly) a well known football player into view. He entered behind her. Behind him was another girl and another player.
This time I know I was red. Again I felt very embarrassed and humiliated. At the same time I could feel a great deal of moisture between the lips of my cunt. This was almost too much.
I should mention this was a time when families held their "student athletes" back a year so they would possibly be in a better position to get better athletic scholarships at better schools. The "elite" girls didn't want to be in college with high school boyfriends so they too were able to get held back. It would never do for a college girl to date a high school boy. That would be scandalous. These people now in my house were well known participants in the "program". There was controversy about the plan and these people were either famous or infamous depending on your thoughts for holding people back for other than academic reasons. They were at least as old and maybe older than me.
The two players were Jon and Greg. The other girl was Liz. There was nothing I could do. I offered them seats and something to drink. As I was in the kitchen many thoughts ran through my mind. I could ask, "Did you bring your boyfriends by to see what a real woman looks like?" or maybe, "You probably are too self virtuous to let your boyfriends see you naked". I was sure that last one wasn't true. There were surely no virgins among the "elite". I actually figured this was an opportunity to show them they weren't the only sexual objects around. It was assumed by everyone that they thought they were lusted for by just about everyone. Whatever.
I went back into the family room where they were sitting and passed out the sodas. Then I sat on a bar stool so they could see all of me very well.
"What can I do for you?"
Krystal said, "We just wanted to see if it was true that you are a nudist. We have never known anyone like you."
I said, "Actually I have been at the school for almost four years. You could have known me if you were interested. I guess a prurient interest is more powerful than just a friendly interest."
I don't think they knew what prurient meant. It made them uncomfortable because they were probably afraid they would look stupid in front of an inferior being, me.
"Well, we just think it is, um, interesting that someone can be so open about their bodies to expose themselves like you are doing."
I could resist no longer. "I wasn't exactly exposing myself until you came to my house. I think your boyfriends are finding it more than just interesting. They haven't taken their eye off my pussy since you have been here. Look at them."
The two guys hadn't even heard what I was saying. They were paralyzed with lust. They had probably never seen anything like my shaved pussy and protruding mound.
"Have you noticed that you can see their erections under their pants?"
The girls turned and the boys were still oblivious to our attention. I think these guy could have been held back by grades if there was not favoritism shown by their teachers and coaches. I hoped they weren't as dumb as they looked at the moment.
I was no longer embarrassed as I suddenly felt in control. Krystal and Liz were troubled. They each grabbed their respective date by his arm and pulled him out of his chair. When the guys were up, the girls led them to the door and pushed them out. Not a word was said to me as they went out the door. The guys looked back once but the girls were in their way. I would not have been surprised if those boys didn't take the girls home and come back for another look.
I actually had a little laughing fit after they were gone. When Mike got home I filled him in on the encounter and he also had a good laugh. Together we wondered aloud whether the tale would be told or if it was how much would be eliminated or embellished. Anyway, it gave us a good laugh.
Later Kim came by and even later than that day Annie came by and brought us a free pizza. They also enjoyed the story. I may have embellished it a little as I retold it.
