The Nude Weekend - Friday Night - Sex Stories

The Nude Weekend - Friday Night

... said with a slight hint of an excited teenage girl. “And very keen to see you too, he is,” Caz said. The house seemed larger on the inside than it did on the out. Rooms speared off on either side of the long hallway and the voices of the guests reverberated towards her. “How many people are here?” a clearly nervous Sharon asked. Caz ushered her into a front room that was essentially a large wardrobe, “You’ll find out in any minute,” she chuckled, “My, you’re still as impatient as you were as my student.” Sharon had to laugh at the truth. “This is nice,” Sharon scanned the large room, “So much space.” “This is your area here,” Caz opened up a space in the wardrobe. “Just hang your clothes here and if you feel cold at any time,” she held up a see through white kimono, “we have these to wear.” “What about the men?” Sharon pulled her top off and grabbed a hanger, “They wear them as well?” “They do,” Caz stood behind Sharon and unclipped her bra, “The weather forecast is for a late change on Sunday, so we’ll all just be naked for the next 48 hours or so.” “So tell me more,” Sharon just had to ask again. “I’m here now. What happens.” “Basically,” Caz cupped Sharon’s firm young breasts and squeezed her nipples, “Just consider this house as a nudist resort but without the restrictions of the no open sex rules.” “Really,” Sharon slid her thumbs around the elastic at the top of her skirt and edged it down. “Is that it?” “Pretty much,” Caz said, “You know, people will be popping in ...

... all weekend so you’ll meet heaps of folks just like us.” Caz stood back so she could admire Sharon’s fine physique. “And you can come and go as you please,” she continued, “Most of the people who come here go home at the end of the night and pop back in during the weekend, will you be staying?” “Sure,” Sharon said, “I’d love to.” “Great,” Caz smiled, “We might head down to the beach or go shopping tomorrow. It’s just like a normal weekend except if you’re here, you’re nude.” Sharon kicked her shoes off before slowly peeling her panties down around her ankles. Caz groaned with delight as Sharon flicked her pink panties up towards her. “That sweet young cunt is going to have the time of its life,” Caz moved towards her and slid a finger down into Sharon’s damp pussy. “I bet you’ve been playing with this little cunt thinking about this weekend haven’t you?” “Fuck yeah,” Sharon moaned and kissed Caz on the mouth. “Thank God my exams are over otherwise I would have never got through them all.” “Cocks and cunts, tits and arse,” Caz whispered into her ear before nibbling and tongueing her lobe, “That’s what this weekend is all about.” Caz took Sharon by the hand and turned to the door, “Let’s go meet everyone, they’re all so keen to meet you.” Excitedly Sharon almost skipped down the hallway towards the laughing voices. Her heart was thrumming loudly and when she said “Hello,” there was a distinctive nervous tremolo. “Everyone,” Caz had said as an introduction, “This is the beautiful ...