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I was well into my second year as a production engineer for
a major oil company located in Houston, TX. For reasons which escape me now, I
had to attend to some minor matter down in the HR department. It was there
that I first laid eyes on a most beautiful young woman. She had flowing dark
hair with just the right amount of curl and bounce and she was graced with
electric blue eyes. The rest of her wasn't too bad either from what I could
tell. Nice tits, but not overly large. I hadn't seen her before, not that I
hung out in the HR department all that much, in fact, it was only the second
time that I needed to be down there. 
Having taken care of the business at hand, I moseyed over to
her cubicle and struck up a conversation. I quickly learned her name, Eva,
that she had just turned twenty and had been working here for two weeks now. 
Critically, I found out that she was single. Not wasting any time, I offered
to buy her lunch, which she accepted.
There are lots of great places to eat in downtown Houston
and I took her to a great place with a reputation for quick service. Being on
the professional staff, I pretty much came and went as I saw fit, and that
included extended lunches when the need or fancy arose. I was mindful that Eva
didn't have the flexibility I had, so I made an effort to return her to the HR
department within her allotted time. Well, service wasn't as quick that day as
it usually was and she was late returning from lunch, an event that didn't
please the HR-powers-that-be. Fortunately, she only got a warning for being
late. That said, we hit it off immediately during that first "date"
and we made arrangements for a real date that Friday night. The rest you could
say, is history.
Dating Eva, I quickly came to realize that she was a free
spirit sort of girl, and a sexually adventurous girl. Much to my delight, she
liked to screw as much as I did, and she was quite inventive and open to games.
It was Eva who first suggested that I tie her up.
About three months into our relationship, she moved in with
me. Soon thereafter I found out just how free spirited she was. 
It was a Saturday and I had played a round of golf with my
boss and couple other guys from the office. My libido was strong and I always
tried to give her more, or better than, what I got. So, I'm ready to get her
naked and in bed for a long night of in-and-out and suckie-suckie fun, and she
tells me that it's that time of the month. Okay, I fully accepted that was just
part of being human and told her that I'd settle for a blow job and some time
sucking her tits, but she had other ideas.
"I went shopping earlier this week," she tells me
after she emerged from the bathroom dressed in her favorite silk robe, the one
that clings and molds to her body, outlining everything. "Want to see what
I bought?"
"Sure, babe," I tell her, expecting her to show me
some sexy lingerie.
She opens and then drops her robe, revealing her stunningly
beautiful body, but no lingerie. I fully appreciated the view, as it was one
that I was quite fond of, but...
She turned and I see this big red jewel like object between
her callipygian buns. At first I thought, 'What the fuck,' as in, what's that?
Then I blurted out, "What the fuck?" as I recognized what it actually
was, the stem of a butt plug.
"Do you like it?" I was speechless. 
Eva then drops another bombshell on me. "Before you got
home from golf, I gave myself an enema."
Holy fuck! She was offering me her ass! I'd butt fucked a
few naughty girls back in college, but Eva was classy in every way. I never
imagined that she was open to this sort of thing. Well, if she was game...
The first time I saw Mike was when he was suddenly at my
desk. He introduced himself and invited me to lunch. I was immediately struck
by how good looking he was, like a model for a fitness magazine, but without
tattoos. But then again, he had a coat and tie on, so I really couldn't see if
he was decorated. I would soon find out that he did have some tattoos, on his
upper arm and shoulder, tattoos that spoke of his masculinity.
He was very attentive at lunch and asked me out for that
Friday night. I had a hard fast rule to never accept a date for Friday on a
Thursday. But I was so taken by his good looks and good manners that I
accepted. But that created a problem, as I already had a date lined up, a date
that I canceled, even though I knew that it was the end of that relationship. 
I fretted about that, because Joe was pretty good in bed, but Joe also didn't
have a future, or at least not a future as promising as Mike's.
I wanted to fuck him that first night, but I checked my
libido and held out for a week or two before I invited Mike between my legs.
Oh, and it was worth the wait! Mike proved to be great in bed. He made me
cum, not only with his fingers, but his tongue and with his dick. Best of all,
it didn't take him very long to get it up again for round two and three. He
fucked me cross eyed. Joe didn't compare.
It was early summer and there was a shindig for Texas Exes
(alumni) from my alma mater, the University of Texas. It was to be in Austin,
which is a few hours' drive from Houston, and was to be held on Saturday
evening. I went early, after work on Friday, as I wanted to take Eva that
Friday night to a great country and western venue of some fame. I, of course,
had tickets beforehand as I didn't want to be turned away at the door. Eva and
I had a great time that night enjoying country swing right at the source.
The next day we had plenty of time to kill, so I gave her a
tour of some of the Austin hot spots, one of which was Hippie Hollow, a
clothing optional county park on Lake Travis. I'd gone there any number of
times as an undergraduate with friends of mixed sexes.
After parking the car,
Eva was bit reluctant to get out of the car. I convinced her that she didn't
have to get naked and that we would just walk down to the lake where all the
action took place. Once down there she was agog. She was expecting some naked
college kids, but she wasn't expecting entire families, little kids and all,
baring it all, nor the mix of "older" folks who were literally
letting it all hang out. And she couldn't get over the fact that this was a
public park.
It was hot that day, as it is wont to do in Texas during the
summer. After she had gotten an eyeful, I asked her if she wanted to go
swimming and cool off.
"I don't have a bathing suit," she said, oh so
seriously.
"Look around. You don't need a bathing suit," I
told her with a laugh. "Come on, it'll be fun," I urged as I began
stripping off.
"Oh, my god," she gasped when she realized I was
serious. Then with a giggle, she began shedding her clothes. We had a blast. 
Of course, nothing salacious happened other than few guys ogling her, not that
she really minded. That began our shared adventure into nudism.
The trip to Austin was lots of fun. The alumni thing wasn't
that much fun, just folks talking and drinking, old friends catching up and a
boring speech about their new football coach. But the country and western club
was a blast and the barbeque... Wow! But the true highlight was when Mike took
me to this public park on the lake. It was a nudist park! A public nudist
park! Now I wasn't at all shy about getting naked with a friend or two, but to get naked
with a bunch of people I didn't know? I wasn't so sure about that. But Mike
talked me into taking a walk down to the lake just to check it out. It was hot
that day and of course once we got down there amongst all the nudists, Mike wanted
to get naked and go swimming. So we did... naked... with a bunch of naked
people.
I remember there was this one old guy standing knee deep in
the water watching me as I stepped in. "Come on in!" he called out
to me with his sausage hanging free. "The water's great!" That was
BS. The water was freezing and naturally my nipples popped to attention while
this old fart ogled me.
As we weren't planning on this outing, we hadn't brought
towels or anything else with us, only the clothes on our backs, clothes that
were just left in a pile. We'd gotten out of the water (waist deep was all I
could stand) and the old guy who had been ogling all the girls, and me in
particular, came up and offered us a cold bottle of water. Mike accepted and we
shared the bottle of water. As we drank the old guy chatted it up with Mike,
except his eyes were mainly on me and not Mike. Still, he was a sweet old guy,
and soon he was off offering water to a group of naked girls. Old guy probably
thought he was in heaven, especially when those girls adopted him. The last I
saw of him, he was sitting in the middle laughing with them and having a great
time.
That outing was something of an epiphany for me. I liked, no
enjoyed, being naked with a bunch of other naked people and being perfectly
safe doing that. And I enjoyed that old guy ogling my body. 
It was a month or so after the Austin trip. Eva tells me
that a friend of hers from Dallas, Rhonda, was in town. Rhonda was her first
and best friend in Junior High and High School. They lived on the same
street.  Seems she had a seminar that she was attending. Naturally we went out
to dinner. 
The first time they got together they acted just like two
teenage girls. I just sat back and let them chatter away, while at the same
time admiring Rhonda. She was a good looking girl, blonde, but with brown eyes
(bottle blond I was to learn) and with a rack that turned heads. Lord that
girl had a set! She was also very personable with great social skills.
Rhonda had driven down from Dallas, about a four hour drive
to Houston on I-45, and she had flexibility on when she needed to return home. Eva
asked me if Rhonda could spend the weekend with us. I never said no to anything
Eva wanted, so after Rhonda checked out of her hotel room Friday, she came and
shacked up with us. And I do mean shacked up.
I figured that one of us, either me or Rhonda was going to
sleep on the sofa, but the girls had other ideas. Once we were sufficiently
liquored up (Rhonda brought some smoke with her), I learned something I didn't
know about Eva.
"Would you mind if Rhonda slept with us?" my
beautiful girlfriend asked. "That sofa is not very comfortable to sleep
on."
"Sleep with us?" I asked to be sure I was hearing
Eva right.
"No! I wouldn't mind. But.. I don't have any
pajamas."
"Pajamas!" she laughed. Just about everything and
anything was funny at that point. "You don't need pajamas with Rhonda and
me."
Wow! What a weekend! Doing the old in-and-out and
suckie-suckie with two hot assed babes. I was in heaven! Come Sunday afternoon
when Rhonda left for home, I was plumb wore out!
A few weeks later, Eva and I took a day trip to a nudist
resort halfway between Houston and Austin. It was fun, but lacked a younger
crowd. We didn't let that deter us and searched around for another nudist
resort close by.
I nearly freaked when Rhonda called and said she was going
to be in Houston for a week. I hadn't seen her in ages! We talked a lot on the
phone, but I hadn't seen her for nearly two years, since we graduated from high
school. Then she went off to Texas Tech and I went to Stephan F. Austin. 
Neither one of us did all that well in college, but we did find good jobs after
flunking out. A little too much partying for the both of us, and not enough
studying.
We met for dinner after work. It was like we'd been
together every day for the last two years and seamlessly picked up where we
left off. Off powdering our noses, Rhonda gushed, "Oh, my god! Mike! 
He's such a hunk! Is he as good as he looks?"
"Slumber party?" she asked with an excited grin.
God, she just met him and she wanted to fuck him! Which, knowing Ronda, wasn't
a surprise.
I met Rhonda when my dad took a transfer in the middle of
the school year. I was the new girl in a school where everyone had gone to
school together since kindergarten. I knew no one. Not even Rhonda until we
both got off at the same bus stop after my first day. She was very friendly
and she lived just up the street from me. We hit it off right away. By the
time we got to my house, it was like we'd been best friends forever.
She secured me an invite to an "in-crowd" party
that very weekend. It was a typical junior-high-teenager party with clueless
girls wearing too much makeup, trying to be oh so mature, and boys who went out of
their way to show how immature they were. Still, it was fun and I made a
bunch of new friends, male and female, but mostly female. That night, I spent
the night at Rhonda's, the first of God only knows how many sleepovers.
Well, that first sleepover was tame, as we really didn't
know each other all that well. But by and by that changed. I was over one
Saturday night. Rhonda's dad was downstairs. Her mom was long gone, so her
dad had to go it alone. Anyway, never once did I ever see him go upstairs
where Rhonda's and her brother, Travis', bedrooms were, kind of stuck up in the
attic area; large rooms with sloping walls and shared pass-through bathroom. 
Naturally I knew Travis, and I thought he was the cutest,
hottest guy around. Some nights I'd imagine him taking me in his arms, kissing
me and I would get to feeling all funny.
So, Rhonda and I are sitting on her bed chatting when Travis
walks out from the bathroom into her room, fresh from a shower and totally
naked. I freaked out. Rhonda yelled at him and chased him back into the
bathroom. I could hear her yelling at him in his room. Then she comes back,
goes to her drawer, pulls out some money and goes back through the bathroom. 
"Sorry about that, Eva," she later apologized.
"He claims he didn't know you were here and he was short on money for his
date tonight."
"He came in here naked!" I said shocked that he's
do such a thing and feeling the heat in my face. Why I was embarrassed, I'm
not sure. Maybe it wasn't embarrassment.
"You've never seen a naked boy before?" she asked
in amazement of my innocence.
"I've seen him naked for like forever."
"Yeah, I guess, but he can be a pain in the ass." 
There ensued a discussion on casual nudity, of them seeing each other in the
bathroom all the time, dressed and undressed. 
I told her that I never saw anyone naked, except girls in
the gym showers.
"Heavens, no! I've never seen either of my parents
nude."
"I have," she says. "Not very often, but
sometimes things just happen." Then she leans in, holds her hands apart
and says, "Daddy has one this big."
She burst into laughter. "It's not that big, but it is
bigger than Travis'."
We went downstairs. Her dad was sitting in his La-Z Boy
recliner watching something on TV. He was fully dressed, but I couldn't help
but wonder... He pretty much ignored us as we headed to the kitchen to pop
some popcorn. Heading back to our room, he says, "Can I have some of
that?" Rhonda surrendered the bag of microwave popcorn. We popped
another bag. As we headed back to the stairs, Travis came tromping down,
dressed for his date. He flashes me his killer smile and tells his dad
goodbye.
"Home by twelve!" his dad called out. "And no
drinking!" He returned his attention to his TV show.
Upstairs, we watched a movie on her TV, but mostly we just
talked... about boys and about sex. Rhonda knew a whole lot more about both
those topics than I did. By and by we went to bed. We talked some more, then
she touched me. And I don't mean a casual touch, she touched my breast.
"You've got nice tits, Eva," she says to me.
"Yes, but yours are nicer," she replied. She
kissed me. I kissed her back. Soon we were both naked, feeling each other up,
sucking nipples and mutually masturbating each other. That was our first
"slumber party". In the next few weeks she introduced me to
cunnilingus. Seems that was the thing to do at "slumber parties".
In the bedroom, I watched as Eva and Rhonda undressed. At
that point I'd become convinced that they were just bull shitting me, and that
I'd soon be run out of my bedroom to sleep on the sofa. My attention was
naturally focused on Rhonda who was down to the minimal. She smiled at me as
she reached behind her back to undo her bra. To my delight, she dropped the
bra freeing her big hooters to my gaze. 'Surely this can't happening,' I kept
telling myself. Then she shimmied out her panties. 'Holy fuck! They're
serious!'
Eva was naked by then too. She pulled the covers down and
slid into my big bed. Rhonda slid in beside her. Holding the sheet up in
invitation, Eva said, "Come to bed, Mike." I tore off my clothes and
hopped in the sack next to my girlfriend.
Eva kissed me and said, "I hope you're not upset."
"Because I wasn't so sure if you'd be open to
this."
"Good, because we're going to ignore you for a little
while." With that she turns her back to me and lays on a tonsil ticking
kiss to the naked hottie next to her. Holy fuck!
Well, even if they were going to ignore me for a while, that
didn't mean that had to ignore them. How could I ignore them? I snuggled into
Eva and let my hand roam over whatever bare skin I could reach, kissing her
behind the neck, and on her back. I slid down and nibbled on her ass cheeks,
as she always liked that bit of foreplay. Suddenly she rolls over Rhonda and
away from me and Rhonda's fine ass was in my face. So I began nibbling and kissing
her ass... all over her meaty ass and down onto the backs of her thighs, then
nuzzled into her butt crack, down to the back of her other thigh, then rooted
around between her legs from the back. She spread her legs and I tasted her,
licking her from her pussy to her asshole. I'd never d
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