How I Ended Up Nude in Cornwall

'Care for one more run?'

I looked up to find Cassie standing over me, snowboard in hand.

'It's late.' I said. I wasn't really in the mood, if she'd asked an hour ago I'd have said yes in an instant.

'Ow, come on.' She tipped her head to the side. 'Thought you were a big growed-up girl now or is it past your bedtime?'

'Alright.' I rolled my eyes in acknowledgement of her jibe.

She smiled that sun kissed smile, albeit faded from the last month working indoors at the Snowdome.

Cassie was gorgeous, Cassie was the girl I wanted to be: beach blonde surfer girl, blue eyes, soft slightly freckled cheeks, that pale pink lipgloss they all wear and one of those lithe, toned bodies that only comes from the outdoor life.

I picked up my board and followed her to the lift. We'd already shut it down but she turned the key and pressed the start button and the warning siren wailed. I looked around even though I knew we were alone. It was nearly eleven; the dome had closed an hour ago and we were left behind clearing up.

It was Cassie's last shift, tomorrow she was off with her surfer friends down to Cornwall to spend the summer on the beach: surfing all day, campfires and... well, all that other stuff that I would never experience. Maybe I could have been a surfer girl if I didn't live about as far from the sea as is possible in England. For the last month, she had been the only bright thing in my life and now she was leaving which explains my sour mood. In fact, she seemed a little low too and, unusually, we hadn't spoken much as we'd ferried kids up the lift and taught wobbly adults to stand up on their boards. Even in summer, there were people who wanted to learn to snowboard even if the temperature was thirty Celsius outside.

When I thought about it I tried to forget the carbon footprint of a building this large producing real snow and keeping it frozen.

I watched as she clipped one foot into her board and grabbed a button, sliding it between her legs with practised ease; then she was off up the slope. I followed suit and we glided up to the top. I knew we really weren't supposed to be on the slope and I was pretty sure there were security cameras somewhere. I could probably get fired for this.

She slid off at the top and clipped in her other boot and a moment later I was there next to her.

'Ready, TG?' She gave me that infectious grin and I couldn't help smiling.

TG was short for Tamworth Girl, the nickname she'd given me when I'd been detailed to show her ropes on her arrival. I'd thought her bratty then, rolling her eyes as I talked through the safety gear and the evacuation plan but even then there had been something about her - adventure, excitement and, if I'm honest, she was probably the prettiest girl I'd ever met up close. Pretty, not beautiful.

And then suddenly we were friends. 'Yo, TG.' she'd greet me at the start of shifts and on the slopes, telling her class of snowboarding ducks that I was the best boarder in the Dome. It wasn't true nor course, that was her - though I was a pretty close second.

'I was born ready.' I grinned back and powered down the slope.

The rules of these races were clear, eight turns and you had to skim both sides with your board at least once. I'd fallen the first time we'd done this, tumbling on the snow as I caught the side too hard and she'd laughed. 'Come on TG, you'll have to do better than that if you want to beat me.' I should have been embarrassed, I was a little, trying to prove myself to her - this girl who was older and more confident and pretty much everything I wanted to be - but her enthusiasm was just so infectious. After that she showed me how to refine my turn and edge my board and before long the races become much closer.

She was close behind me now, her control almost perfect, she seemed to be able to mirror my movements, skimming so close she could whisper in my ear as she sped across the snow. This time she pushed me, not enough to make me fall but just to unbalance me then she tucked and cut ahead.

'Cheat.' I called back.

'All's fair, TG, all's fair...'

In love and war!

Her blonde hair was steaming behind her and I hoped she meant 'love'.

I'm not gay... wasn't gay... probably... but I'd make an exception for Cassie - my surfer girl.

She was waiting at the bottom, grinning. She liked to win and I liked what she liked and, well...

'Let's go again.' She said excitedly.

I should probably kiss her I thought, if I didn't then, I never would.

I didn't.

Then she leaned towards me, her grin broadening. 'Why don't we do it naked?' she said.

'What?'

'Oh, come on TG, what have we got to lose?' She nudged me. 'Unless you're frightened that you'll fall and get cold.' Without warning, she pulled on the zip of my jacket and was pushing it down off my shoulders before I could stop her. Then she pulled off her fleece and T-shirt in one go. As far as I knew, she never wore a bra.

I tried not to stare. Like I say, I wasn't interested in girls that way - most girls - girls that weren't...

I shrugged out of my jacket making a point of looking away from her body and then pulled off my thermal layer. By the time I looked back, she was clipped out of her board and down to her thong. I'd seen it before, of course; the staff shared a changing room. I wasn't spying on her, she just didn't seem to care who was around when she undressed. I guess she knew the sort of attention she got and I'm sure she enjoyed it.

'Everything!' She said, smiling at me, her gaze sweeping over my body.

'But...'

'Oh, TG, it's not cold.' She huffed and I saw her breath condense. 'Though your nipples are already hard!'

I felt myself blushing.

'You know you have a great body,' she said, adding to my embarrassment. 'You should display it more.'

It wasn't the first time she'd hinted at this. We'd been swimming together in the pool in the Dome's complex. The first time I'd warn a swimsuit and afterwards she'd insisted I go with her to buy a bikini. It was tiny, even more skimpy than hers and I blushed as I tried it on. I blushed the first few times I wore it too.

'Stop saying that.'

'Stop denying it.'

It wasn't that I was ugly or that my body was anything to be ashamed of, though I was just turned eighteen and didn't realise this at the time. I knew I turned heads sometimes with my pale skin and long dark hair; I still had some puppy fat and her comment about my nipples only reminded me that I still had those little cones that adolescent girls have, not real nipples.

Not like Cassie's.

And certainly not pierced! Of all the things that had shocked and surprised me about Cassie, it was the little studs in her nips. Until then, I'd thought it was only weirdos and whores that had pierced nipples.

I grew up in Tamworth, my experience of life was limited.

'Come on, sexy,' she teased, sliding out of her thong and dancing on the cold snow before stuffing her feet quickly back into her boots.

I followed suit, albeit a little more self consciously. Since I'd met Cassie, I'd taken to wearing thongs too. I'd tried going braless but my breasts were bigger than hers and after a few days I'd had to start wearing one again.

And there we were, both naked save our boots in the Tamworth Snowdome.

'Come on.' Cassie kicked towards the lift and we both went up with Cassie whooping in flight even as she shared how cold the button was between her legs.

I knew, I was riding one too.

We raced again, twice, her winning both times, of course but I didn't care; it was probably the most exciting thing I'd done in my four years of Saturdays and weekends working at the dome. This was probably the last time I'd see Cassie but I'd certainly remember it. She seemed to be enjoying it too, her face and chest were flushed and there was that light shining in her eyes which appeared when she was excited.

'You know,' she said at the bottom after the second run, 'you use your arms too much. If you kept them in and just moved your weight you'd be faster.'

'I do not!' I felt myself begin to blush and I felt awkward suddenly realising there was still a divide between us, that we weren't equals.

'Ruby.' He expression became serious and she reached out and touched me on the cheek, brushing my hair back and looking at me. 'Don't get upset.' For a moment I thought she was going to kiss me.

She didn't.

'I'm not upset,' I told her more sharply than I meant to.

'I can prove it, if you'll let me.' Her face softened.

'What?'

'Prove that you use your arms too much.'

'How?'

She turned and wiggled over to her gear, her feet still in the boots which were still attached to the board then she bent down. I didn't mean to look. I mean I'd seen her naked just not bent over like this with her perfect bottom and that little brown ring and the soft pink lips of her labia, glistening in the reflected light from the snow.

I was still staring when she stood up and swung round. I don't know what she thought because then I was looking at her groin and that smoothly shaved area that mine now matched.

'Earth to Tamworth Girl.'

I looked up, embarrassed by being caught.

'You have changed,' she said, a smile creeping across her face. I was aware she was holding something in her hands but I couldn't see what it was and didn't look. I just stared at her face, her blue eyes...

'Er...' I didn't know what to say.

'Turn around and put your hands behind your back.'

'Ok.' I shook my head to clear my thoughts and spun round, like her, legs still spread and fastened to the board via my boots.

Something touched my right wrist and I heard a click, then her hand was gripping my left wrist and there was another click. I tried to pull my hands away but they wouldn't come. I swung round, peering over my shoulder then worked out how to place my arms so I could see my hands.

She'd locked me in a pair of handcuffs.

'What...?'

'Now you can't use your hands' she said looking pleased with herself.

I struggled for a minute but it was obvious I couldn't get them off.

'You do have the keys, right.'

She laughed. 'Of course, I have the keys,' then added mischievously 'somewhere.'

I assumed she was joking but still felt uncomfortable.

'And how do I get up the lift without using my hands?'

'I'll help you.' Her smug grin broadened and I saw her reach out for the next button on the lift, hooking it easily between her legs and gathering me up all in one smooth movement.

And then, suddenly, we were pressed together. It was the same technique she'd used thousands of times shepherding kids and even a few beginner adults up the slope. I used it too. Only this time were were both naked and she was pressed very close to me, one arm around my waist and the other around my shoulders. I could feel her body against my back, feel those toned muscles and the swell of her breasts, even, I thought the scratch of her nipple bars. And there were my hands, down between us pressed against her groin. I tried to keep still, tried not to move my fingers, tried not to press myself back against her.

If only, I thought...

And then, just as we reached the top, her hand brushed my nipple. It might have been an accident but it wasn't an accident when she pinched it. A second later we were free of the lift and apart. I saw her looking at me, evaluating me and then the look passed.

'Ready, TG?'

I had so much I wanted to say but I just nodded.

'Then, let's go.' She kicked off and I followed.

She was riding ahead of me with her arms behind her back although, of course, hers weren't cuffed there. She'd been right, of course and, unable to use my arms I was forced to ride differently. She lead me across the slope in a long carving turn then spun to look back at me as she neared the side. We reached the bend and then shouted 'go' as she kicked her board round and gathered speed switching from one edge to the other.

We reached the bottom breathless - and at the same time.

'Told you.' She said, smug again. It was that smugness I thought was bratty when we'd first met but turned out just to be how she liked to share things 'told you you'd look good in that bikini', 'told you that guy at the bar was interested in us', 'told you to wear your hair down'.

'Alright.' I said, pleased that she was pleased and that she was pleased with me. 'Are you going to let me out now?'

'No!' She made it sound like I'd said something utterly ridiculous.

'I can't stay like this all night!' I said squaring up to her. The run had emboldened me and the fact that we were both naked - and she'd tweaked my nipple for god's sake!

'Just the next ten minutes or so.' She kicked out of her bindings and stepped towards me. 'Until you've paid your forfeit.'

'Forfeit?'

'For doubting me.' She stepped in very close. 'And losing every race.'

'I...'

Then she pushed me over. It was so unexpected that there was nothing I could do about it. My arms were cuffed behind me and my feet were still in my bindings. I just fell back into the snow.

'Hey. This is cold, you know.'

And then she was on top of me, her lips on mine and her body once again pressed against mine; against the front this time; one of her hands in my hair and the other seeking out my nipple again. I squirmed, resisting for a moment out of instinct and the chill of the snow and then, suddenly, the snow didn't feel cold anymore. She tasted of mint, the gum she chewed to hide the smell of tobacco on her breath. I could taste and smell her lipstick as her tongue pushed into my mouth as I squirmed under her, no longer fighting or even trying to fight but offering myself up to her urgently; with my hands cuffed behind me and my legs fastened to the board, there was little I could do to resist. Her fingers toyed with my nipple, pinching it and I squealed with pleasure.

'Gonna tell me to get off?' she asked, lifting her mouth from mine.

I couldn't speak, I just looked at her and shook my head.

'Tell me what you want,' she said, her voice serious.

I looked at her still speechless.

'Well?' Those blue eyes looked at me expectantly.

'You! I want you.'

She grinned, that smug grin and kissed me again, pressing herself down onto me. She had me and she knew it and I moaned as her touch detonated tremors of pleasure inside me. Her lips moved to my nipple and I cried out as her teeth closed around it.

'My turn,' she said when my nipples were both swollen and tingling and I'd finished shrieking and squiring where her teeth had nipped at my breasts. She slid up on me and lowered her right nipple to my mouth. 'I know you like them.'

I kissed her nipple and then took it into my mouth, exploring it with my tongue, flicking the little steel bar transfixing it.

'Good girl.' She shifted, giving me the other nipple to play with as her hands slid down my body. 'Would you like me to touch you?'

I released her nipple looking up at her wide eyed. I nodded.

'Say it.'

'Touch me, please.'

She kissed me and her hand moved between my legs, her fingers sliding easily across my wet sex.

'More than ready, I'd say.' She grinned again and then worked her way down my body kissing me and making me yearn for her until she was kneeling in the snow. I felt her warm breath on my pussy and then her tongue and gasped.

'You've never done this before, have you?'

'No.'

'Just as well there's someone like me around.' She kissed me and then circled my clit with her tongue and all kinds of feeling exploded inside me that I didn't want to stop. I lifted my head to look at her not wanting to miss anything but then gave in to my body's needs and closed my eyes laying back in the snow. I was vaguely aware of my back and my arms and hands going numb against the snow but I didn't care, the heat in my body seemed to be enough to melt the entire slope.

Then it happened, her hands were on my thighs and her tongue inside me and the heat in my sex was more than I'd ever experienced and though I wanted it to go on, I couldn't stop it, everything boiled over in an explosion of erotic sensations that had me screaming and wriggling my legs and pushing my hips against her.

'You are a dark horse.' She lifted her head, still grinning.

'Please,' I begged, 'more.'

'Doesn't work like that TG.' She crawled up my body. 'My turn.'

'I...'

Before I knew it, she was kneeling astride my face and then her sex was lowering over my mouth. I pushed out my tongue and she lifted off.

'Whoa, TG, gently.'

She came down again and I ran my tongue along her labia.

'Much better.'

I did it again, teasing her, tasting her, the slick saltiness like sweat and urine and... her.

'Inside.' She commanded when I'd explored every inch of her lips; her voice was breathy now. 'Push your tongue inside me.'

What else could I do? I thrust into the warm salty depths of her pussy and felt her shift, her back arching.

'I think we've discovered another talent.'

I pulled my tongue out and pushed the tip against her clit.

'Oh, yes, good girl.'

I could feel her swaying, rocking on her knees as she kept me pinned down, riding my mouth. I wished my hands were free, wished I could touch her, hold her thighs as she had held mine, feel that toned muscle as I gave her the pleasure she sought just as she had done for me. Then, suddenly she was sitting on my face, her sex pressed down over my lips and my nose, her juices dripping into my mouth and I had no choice but to push my tongue inside her if I wanted to continue teasing her. I heard her cry out, her thighs spasming and nearly choked as a gush of fluid hit the back of my throat. For a moment I thought she was going to stay there, smothering me but then she lifted herself off my face and I gasped in air, coughing.

'Not bad, TG, not bad.' She moved to sit astride my belly, still pinning me down.

'I...'

I was interrupted by another siren - not the ski lift warning, we'd left that running - and then it started snowing. It was midnight, the snow cannons had kicked into life.

'Fuck!' Cassie's eyes widened in amazement as snow fell on us, settling in her hair and on her lashes and shoulders. 'Oh...' She scrambled to her feet like an excited child and began to whirl around, arms out, spinning, dancing in the falling flakes. 'Come on TG.' She bent down and undid my boots freeing my feet and helping me to stand before spinning me round her head back and her tongue out. Again I felt that toned body, naked like mine, pressed against me. 'Does this happen every night?'

'Yes.'

'And you never told me.'

'I thought you knew.' I was excited but I was also cold, I'd been lying underneath her, naked in the snow. 'At midnight.' I glanced up at the clock to confirm it and there it was, the security camera seemingly pointing directly at me, at us, at the pile of clothes and the spot where we had just made out... made love.

I shivered in a mix of cold and fear.

'You're cold.' She sounded concerned.

'It's naked and I'm snowing.'

She laughed.

'I mean...'

'I know what your mean. Come on.' She took my arm and lead me towards the emergency exit.

'Don't!'

Heedless, she pushed the bars, spilling the doors wide and another and more shrill noise filled the air, the security alarm this time. I glanced round frantically as she guided me out into the warmth of the summer evening. It's always a weird feeling going from the cold into warm air outside. The heat wasn't an instant balm and there was a gentle breeze that chilled my bare wet skin. Cassie wrapped her arms around me even as I heard an engine and waited fatalistically for whoever might come in response to the alarm.

A van nosed out around the corner of the building and Cassie pulled away from me, stepping out to wave her arm.

'Don't.' I warned again.

We we two girls naked in a carpark in Tamworth at midnight and one of us was handcuffed; quite aside from what would happen when the security patrol found us and I had to explain to my boss why the emergency doors had been opened, it was a situation that was unlikely to end well. But it wasn't the security van, it was a camper van and what I'd thought were sirens on the roof was a couple of surfboards. The guy driving was blonde with dreadlocks. I saw him catch sight of us and caught his smile in the neon glow. He took in Cassie and then studied me for a moment before winking and nodding as if this was something he'd expected.

Everything began to fall into place as the van drew up. I watched the side door slide open with a clunk and was hit by a fugg of bodies and cannabis and suncream.

'Cass!' There was a collective shriek from within and Cassie leaned in hugging and being hugged.

'You're naked,' a voice said, a girl.

'Course, she is, l this is Cassie we're talking about.' Another voice, accented, probably European. Again female.

Cassie turned to me.

'Coming with us, TG?' she asked.

I gaped at her. This month had probably been the most exciting of my life and the last thirty minutes would be with me forever but I was Tamworth Girl, I'd grown up there, I was going to university in September and I had to work through the summer to raise some cash. I looked back at her hopelessly. The alarm was still wailing. It was clear she was keen to go and wasn't going to ask me again.

But I was naked, at the very least, I had to go back for my clothes. And, if I did that, I knew she'd be gone.

Then, suddenly, there was a gust of wind and I saw the emergency doors bang shut.

I naked and handcuffed in a car park and in for a whole load of trouble and this girl I adored was asking me to go on a wild adventure.

I stepped up onto the running board of the van and hands pulled me inside.