Bare Skin Summertime

Atticus was a strange name for a girl. That was my initial interest in her. Everyone called her Attie anyway. We knew each other in high school, but I didn't know anything about her special activities until she came back from college one summer. It was my last summer before heading off to college when I saw her in the rain, naked and free.

At first, I thought I was seeing things, witnessing a person from my past suddenly naked. I thought it was a dream, a very wet one, but I hid from view on an off chance it wasn't. I was heading to a spot that we hung out with a bunch of others from school, a small hut in the middle of nowhere, long abandoned. It was a great place to hook up and smoke weed, but too small for parties.

Attie came out of the door naked, her skin as pale as it always was. She wasn't fond of the sun. I watched her intently from behind a tree. I had my hoodie on, and blended into the background of the decrepit forest. It was my goal to dry off at the hut, but instead stood there getting soaking wet as she appeared.

Her hair was short, just like always, brown and shaped randomly that had a certain sense of messiness to it I found appealing. I thought people changed in college, but she looked the same as a year ago, other than being naked. Her pubic hair was visible, and I stared intently as her legs moved, walking out into the rain with her eyes closed. She was smiling, running hands over her body as if she was in the shower. Her mouth opened to welcome rain, letting out a heavy sigh.

Nothing could have prepared me for what happened next.

Attie ran her hands under her breasts, squishing them down while gently grabbing her nipples. They were perked up in excitement, and I found myself hard at the sight of it. Her hands danced over her body down to her crotch where she spread her pussy, and took a wider stance as pee started flowing out to join the wet ground. I abandoned all hope of drying off, accepting the cooling rain of the decrepit trees barely preventing the rain from falling. My dick craved attention, but I didn't want to break this spell.

Once she was done peeing, her stance got even wider. I half-expected her to push out a shit while naked in the rain of the forest, but her hands lifted up to the tops of the trees. She moved slowly, as if she was doing some sort of contemporary dance, but she never dropped to the muddy forest floor. I watched her bending over, and took that chance to unbutton my pants and take hold of my erection, poking it out of my underwear. When she came back up, I could finally free myself from this exciting encounter.

Her body flowed slowly, taking different poses, but dancing beautifully, until she tripped on a rock and fell to her knees, leaving one hand dirty, and one hand clean. She looked up to the rain still falling. The warm summer rain would clean her off eventually. I was surprised to find her clean hand tracing fingers gently over her stomach, dancing on her skin down to the pubic hair, and lower over her pussy. I couldn't take it anymore, and felt my dick throb, shooting a spurt of cum against the wet bark of the tree I was hiding behind.

I felt the orgasm drop me a bit, but she was not looking my way, so I hoped I was still safely hidden away. I kept watching her as she started masturbating while her dirty hand got progressively cleaner. She sped up to arrive, screaming out in an orgasm that surprised me. I looked down at the cum I left behind, and it made me hard again. She was my senior, but we were never very close. We never dated, nor did we have any sort of romantic encounters. I wondered why that was.

When she was done, I watched her stand on shaky legs, wanting to help her get back inside and dry off, but I was still hard and didn't want to have to explain myself. I watched her scramble back inside the small hut and waited, wondering if I should jerk off again before going inside as if I just arrived. I was fully soaking wet now, and needed somewhere to dry off, but worried she would still be naked inside, or did I wish she still was?

I came up to the hut as stealthily as I could, peeking into the darkened room through cracks in the wood just in time to see her lifting one of her legs to put on her panties. I watched the cloth go up her legs, and hug her butt warmly. She turned, making me shift away from the crack to let her get dressed, but there was a strange sense of desire in my mind to keep watching her, so I got close again, seeing her breasts get embraced by her bra as her hands slipped the shoulder straps on and reached behind to hook the strap closed.

I couldn't help myself again, seeing her like that in the low light of the hut, and embraced my erection again to rush a climax as she finished getting dressed.

"Ugh!" I burst out when I came, feeling a sense of dread at the uttered grunt I could not prevent. Her eyes found me instantly, but I was still spurting cum on the old wood of the-- there was a hole. I just realized there was a hole in the wood where I held my cock, spurting my cum right into the room beside the wall. I couldn't stop the pleasure, even if I was discovered. I needed to finish it, and rested my head against the wooden wall with the last of it, finding the plank of wood giving way under the pressure to reveal my O face to Atticus.

Her eyes were shocked and afraid at first, but when she saw my face, she smiled. I tucked my dick away instantly, zipping up and buttoning my pants while avoiding her eyes. When I looked again, she was still smiling.

"Hey, Vic," she said. "I always wondered what your dick looked like."

"Sorry," I said. "I was looking for a place to dry off. Figured nobody came here anymore since it was moldy and broken."

"Been a while, hasn't it?" She asked. "I'm glad you still find me attractive."

"You were always so distant," I said. "I was just never on your radar, I think."

"I always just thought you were into guys," Attie said. "We hung out all the time, but you never made a move. I've masturbated thinking of you sometimes in college, the unreachable pretty-boy Victor. Now you're eighteen, but you still look like a fourteen-year-old boy."

"You didn't change much either, Atticus," I said, watching her wince at her full name out loud. I walked over to the makeshift door with a broken door and walked inside the mildew-leaden little hut. "You still wince at the mention of the name, huh?"

"Well, you're already here, and I'm here again," she said, looking up at me while her face was tilted down. Something about her just burned in desire at that moment. "Want to fuck?"

I froze for a moment, but found a quick excuse to avoid her sudden suggestion. I was partially afraid of it, but really curious how she would feel in my grasp, how she tasted.

"I just came twice," I said. "I'm not sure I can go--."

Her hand cupped my crotch and I sprung up again right away. I grit my teeth at her touch, rubbing her hand on the front of my pants until they magically unzipped. Her hand massaged my cock over the underwear, playing with my balls. I had a strange urge to resist, probably because I was still soaking wet, and it felt sticky all over my skin.

"I need... I need to get dry," I said, lingering close to her, feeling my lips brush against her soft cheek. Her lips dragged gently on my face up to my ear.

"I'm so wet right now," she whispered, and I felt her hand squeeze my cock hard, pulling it down out of my underwear. Her fingers glided gently over my dick, tapping the tip gently with a thumb to soak a little in the precum. "You're wet, too, Vicky."

"I'm soaked," I replied, feeling flushed from her attention. I grit my teeth and closed my eyes, finding her lips with just my lips to guide me. Her hand stopped moving for a moment, as our lips came apart. Her eyes focused on me intently, as she started stroking, watching my eyes while pumping, as I came right into her cupped hand. "What happened to having sex?"

"You don't have a condom or anything, right?" She asked. "Neither do I. I didn't come here to fuck, but I am interested in how it would feel with you. The beauty of college is that there are many willing to sample. I've had my fair share in my first year, but I never had you before. You said you came twice? So you saw me... dancing?"

"And pissing, and masturbating," I admitted.

"I'm coming into an interesting part of myself that really enjoys being naked," she said. "Not sure it's something I want everyone to see yet, but it feels so good to have the rain fall on your naked body. For now, let's get you out of those clothes so you don't get sick, Vic." I wondered if something of that nature would happen to me in college as well, a discovery of my own body without being surrounded by family.

"I'll do it myself," I said. "Don't look."

"I just jerked you off, Vic," Attie said. "Are you still embarrassed being naked around me?"

"Sorry, but... I just want privacy," I said, grimacing. "Turn around?"

"Hmm," she said, narrowing her eyes. "Ok."

"No peeking," I added.

"It's usually the girl saying that in the movies," Attie said, then put her hands up, one still glistening with cum all over it. I watched her notice the cum and brought it up to her mouth while watching my face. She licked up the cum gently while holding eye contact then burst out laughing at my reaction.

"Turn around."

"Fine, fine," she said, holding her hands up and turning on the spot. I peeled the wet clothes off and put them over some wooden parts. When there was just the underwear left, I hesitated, watching her intently before slipping them off and squeezing water out to hang up with the others. I was naked now, and I felt a strange chill of loneliness with it, which made me close the distance to her for a source of warmth. She didn't push me away, but she wiped the cum off on my butt.

"The front is warmer, you know," she said. "Here. I'll close my eyes. I promise I won't peek." I worried, but nodded slowly against her neck as she turned to press herself up against me, with hands holding me close. I felt the outline of her bra, and the leg which snuck between my legs. Her thigh felt so warm and comforting against my crotch that I let out a sigh. I was pretty much tapped out for now, but clung onto her to warm up as we slow-danced in the empty hut.

"It's interesting how a person can be so afraid to be naked around another, isn't it?"

"Is it?"

"Yeah," she said. "I'm starting to think being naked is very personal, but it's just another state of being. You might have experienced different things while clothed, but they feel a lot different when you're fully naked. Haven't you ever tried it at home? You get naked and you sit down to watch something, realizing that the air feels different, and all surfaces your skin touches feel different. It becomes a whole new world like that."

"Or it's just exposure for excitement," I said. "Guys have it different. I would get hard right away."

"Ok, and then you cum, and then what?" Attie asked.

"Then I feel fragile and weak and want to crawl into bed or hold someone."

"But what if you stayed naked, went downstairs, got a drink and a snack, then sat on the couch to watch some TV?"

"I'd be afraid someone would see me."

"But you wouldn't be turned on, right?"

"I guess not," I replied.

"So you could enjoy everything anew. The feel of the sofa against your bare skin, the cold metal can against your chest. I bet even the potential that someone might see you would be exciting, but not sexual. It's a whole different world. At least, that's what I'm realizing."

"I'm--," I started, but she felt it between us before I could apologize. "Sorry. It's up again. I don't think I can do it again, but my body sure thinks I can."

"Close your eyes," she said.

"Huh?"

"Just do it."

I felt her hands let go, and shut my eyes tight. I was alone and naked in the hut, but I knew she was looking. I reached down, but something was in the way. I did not understand what was going on until my dick felt warm and wet, while the rest of my body shivered in the chill of the room. She had me in her mouth, teeth gently resting with her open mouth as the head of my dick slipped deeper at the same time as her tongue sliding out underneath to the base.

I rested my hands on her hair, finding my fingers grasping lightly on the mess so as not to hurt her. It wasn't rough and fast like I've had it before, rushing to finish as a chore. This was different, I wanted to say "experienced" without calling her promiscuous. I found myself letting go of her hair as she continued, largely avoiding looking up or touching my dick with teeth. I felt like I was swimming in her mouth, and when I came, it felt so fragile. I flowed out without spurts, just waves rolling through me.

She wasted no time hugging me after, which felt welcome and weakening, but it felt so perfect right after. It felt especially necessary since I was naked in front of her. By now, she had to have seen me, and I didn't know how I felt about that. It was only fair since I saw her dancing around naked, but she was doing it in public. I was just wet.

"I didn't look," she said. "I did it with my eyes closed." I almost breathed a sigh of relief.

"Next time, let's both be naked," I said.

"On equal footing," she confirmed. "I could just strip right now, if you want."

"I'd die," I said. "Four times within the span of an hour is still pushing it even for eighteen."

"Very well," she said. "Get your underwear back on. They're probably dry." I checked them and made peace with wearing them moist as I put them on. "Here." She took off her cardigan and felt around to find my shoulders to put it over them. I felt a lot more clothed now.

"Thanks, Attie," I said.

We talked a bit about the past, and she talked about the fun times she had in college, but also sounded sad that she had no clique of people to hang out with like in high school. Apparently, people treated college a bit more seriously, stressing about studying and the future. There were plenty of guys who had not reached their sexual peak yet, and Atticus helped them find themselves, while experiencing her own changes.

"I should go home," I said, eventually. "You should come by as a guest sometime." She smiled.

"Do you have condoms at home?" She asked.

"I should have a few left over from Amber," I said, stupidly. "I haven't been thinking of sex as much since summer started. Amber dumped me since I wasn't being adventurous enough for her tastes. She's going through a public sex phase, and that's not something I'm that interested in."

"Interesting," Attie said. "I'll stop by in a few days. I gotta make do at home, and they haven't been very accepting of the nudity thing. Would you-- No, it's stupid."

"What?"

"I was going to ask if you'd ever want to be naked with me like that," Atticus said. "Not sexually, just... in the rain, to spend some time naked in a controlled environment where horny people can't oogle us."

"I don't... know..."

"I understand," she said, with a visibly softer expression. "You can't really stand even me looking at you naked, so getting you to open up to all of nature is probably a stretch.'"

"It's not that," I said, slipping the cardigan off my back. I stood there, hyping myself up, then pulled my underwear down. Attie's eyes opened wider. "Now you." I watched as she took her clothes off again and stood before me naked.

"I can be naked," I said. "It just needs to be fair."

"It's like we're the first of the humans in the garden," she said, playing with her pubic hair. "Just missing the fig leaves."

"It feels fragile," I said, trying to avoid looking at her breasts and crotch, or making eye contact for that matter.

"It's ok to look, Victor," Attie said, smiling while coming up to rest her hand on my cheek. "Care for a closer look?" Her hand pushed gently on my shoulder until I gave way to get to my knees. I looked up to her, behind her chest poking out all soft and perky, finding myself at the height of her belly button. I had a direct line of sight to her pubic hair, and her other hand pulled my face closer.

"What happened to it not having to be sexual?" I asked.

"Well, I want you to lick my pussy," she said. "So I went for it." Her right hand slid down to the pubic hair and spread open to a moistened pussy I suddenly really wanted to taste. I went in with my tongue wide, covering the opening, then slipping inside and scraping the roof of the opening to the front. My lips puckered up into suction, pulling her skin into my mouth as she gave off a low moan.

She was a lot more hands-on, pulling my hair roughly while grinding her hips over my face. I did my best to keep up with her, but in the end let her take over and get herself off using my face, just changing my tongue shape sometimes. When she was reaching climax, I embraced her ass and squeezed, sucking wildly as her body shook, throbbing under my lips. Her hands squeezed my hair one last time, and released. I kept sucking until she was tapped out, and leaned back to find her looking down at me.

"I wish we had our fling when I was still in high school," she said. "I missed a great time."

"I wasn't all that great back then," I said. "It was Amber when I started getting interested in what girls felt. She was the one who got all the bad attempts and taught me some things."

"I'm sure you'll put that to good use in college."

"It's kinda like how you made a blowjob feel like I was floating in warm water," I said. "Haven't felt like that before. It's always been teeth and disgust before. I wish everyone could learn that technique."

"You saying I've got talent?" Atticus asked, kneeling up against me. Her leg was under my crotch again, smooshing my dick and balls against the soft warmth of her thigh. If I got hard this time, I could not possibly go again. I tried not to focus on it. "Will you come back here again the next time it rains?" She looked into my eyes, searching for honesty to the answer, as if I had an intention of lying.

"To watch you?"

"To join me," she said. "Naked and free. It's not like anyone comes here anymore. Maybe you can even flex your talent and sketch me that way, immortalize me in paper now that I've found myself. Eventually, I'd love to go out into town naked, get groceries, and see a movie. Not sure society can handle that amount of freedom from a naked woman."

"I'm not sure I can do that," I said, looking away. "But we could be naked in my room, if you'd like to stop by. Without being sexual, I mean."

"So you only feel safe in your room," Attie said. "It's ok. What if I put myself on the line? Would you be naked with me to be with me?"

"For the summer?" I asked, thinking of all the fun we could have in my last summer before college. What she said made college feel like a big leap away from high school, rather than a continuation of schooling. I wasn't going to any fancy private school, just a public community college, but I would live on campus rather than at home, so it would definitely be different. "Or do you mean going out as a couple?"

"Most likely the summer," she said. "I'm going back to college further away. There is no way to do long distance well. Loneliness can only be remedied by being near another. Does it need to be more than the summer?" I looked into her eyes again, and closed the distance to her lips to test the waters. We had once kissed before in a party game, but it was a pointless little peck. I needed to make sure.

"And?" She asked, while I lingered with my eyes closed after the kiss. "How did you like the taste of your own cum?"

"Is that what that was?" I asked. "It pairs well with your lips." She laughed.

"On our first date, we should go somewhere we can be naked together without causing issues," she said, already planning dates in advance. I took a deep breath and smiled.

"Or we could go skinny dipping," I said. "Same principle, more exciting, too."

"I like where your mind's at."

Once we both got dressed, my clothes were no longer soaked through, but would need a trip in the dryer. I had a strange feeling I wouldn't see her again, but maybe it was just fear of losing my last summer chance at romance before college claimed my mind.

It was a pleasant surprise to find Attie stopping by on Saturday, greeting my parents, and grabbing a drink from the fridge without asking permission. She then smiled and nudged for me to show her the way to my room. I closed it behind me and wondered what I could do to prevent my parents from walking in at random. There was no lock on the door, but I did find a way to get privacy sometime with hotel safety methods. I slipped out the door hinge leveling tool and displaced the bottom of the door to prevent opening inward against the wooden floor. When I turned back around, she was already fully naked in my bed.

"Attie!" I burst out quietly.

"You get naked, too," she said. "Or were you not able to find the condoms from your time with Amber?"

"I didn't expect you to get naked right away!" I whisper-shouted.

"Get naked, or I'm going to do it for you."

I grit my teeth, feeling my dick get hard while watching her. It sat in my underwear, propping the cloth up in her view while I tried to hurry to take off my t-shirt. I felt her hands against my chest when my face was behind the cloth, and paused as my dick throbbed in response. I knew she would take hold, but now I was craving it. I felt the hands lift from my chest, then was thrust into a moment of uncertainty in waiting.

"Can I help you with that, or are you going to be weird about it again?"

"Please," I said, trying not to sound desperate. Her hands touched down slowly, one hand tracing the erection, while the other found the balls into a light squeeze. I was still stuck in the t-shirt, and the lack of vision only made her touch that much better.

She freed my dick to the open air, which felt like such a relief, but her hands didn't rest back onto my cock after she exposed it. I felt it open up like a flower and moisten with cum dew at the tip. I kept removing the shirt and found her lean down to pull my underwear down with her face touching down against the side of my dick, throbbing in interest. I felt her smile with the surface of my dick, her skin flexing into a grin at contact. Then she stepped away.

"You look better in this lighting," Atticus said, looking amazing herself. The light in question was sunlight from the window of afternoon, scattering on the windowsill into the room to bathe her naked body in a radiance of yellow vibrancy.

"Your skin looks... holy," I said.

"Now imagine being entirely naked out in the sun," she said. "I would be even better than holy. We could picnic in the nude, and sit by the campfire in each other's arms. Would you like that? My folks have a cabin in the mountains not far from here. I could ask them if I could use it for the summer."

"I would love that," I said. "But I would still need to check with my folks. While I'm still living here, I have to tell them stuff like that."

"Did you tell them about seeing me dancing naked in the rain?" Attie asked. "About blowing a load in my mouth and then eating me out?"

"I don't have to tell them everything," I said, smiling at my past with Amber, then getting sad at the relationship I failed to manage. Maybe it had to fail, so I could have this summer with Atticus.

"So? Where are those condoms?" She asked. "We might as well do away with that straight gentleman giving me the moist eye." I looked down to find my dick dripping a drop of precum, then squeezed the tip to open the hole more and see the jelly begging to be devoured. It was also a very dangerous bit of liquid if Atticus was in a certain stage of her period, but condoms could alleviate that part, and with a large degree of safety.

"Ah, shit," I said, after digging through the drawer where they would normally be. "No condoms."

"Are there any other ones in the house?"

"Like... my dad's?" I asked. "Maybe, but that's crazy."

"I'm not getting dressed to go out after I freed myself already."

"I can go check if he has any, I guess," I said. "Let me just get dressed."

"Go naked," Attie said.

"What?"

"Go naked, or I will walk naked downstairs and recline on the living room couch."

"You can't be serious."

"You can do it. I believe in you."

Atticus reclined on my bed, spreading her legs open to a moist and inviting pussy that I wanted to lick and fuck. I grit my teeth and decided to go get my dad's condoms. That was where my sexual exploits started, finding that drawer once and using the condom solo at first, to masturbate and cum without having a mess to clean up after. Then I started bringing girls over under the guise of helping them study, while fucking the hell out of them trying my best to make as little noise as possible.

It all culminated in my folks sitting me down and giving me a box of condoms, a 50-pack in fact, a different brand than the studded ones I was getting from my dad. It was embarrassing, but it opened the world to me. They knew I was having sex, and as long as I didn't get too loud, they didn't complain about it either. SexEd did the rest, making sure everyone knew the diseases you could catch.

This was a throwback, but I'd never done it fully naked and hard as a rock before. It made me strangely giddy. It was a brand new experience while naked. I was starting to understand what Atticus meant. If being naked opened this brand new world of sensations, I wanted to experience so many of them with her while she was going through that phase, if it was a phase at all. Maybe she really wanted to just be a nudist now and find a nudist colony to join.

I shook the thought of her walking around the forest naked out of my mind and focused on the task at hand. My listening skills sharpened to my parents talking about some work stuff downstairs. I was in the clear for now. I caught a glimpse of myself in the full-size mirror of the hallway and almost didn't recognize myself in the nude. I was crunched up, walking on tiptoes with an erection and hands at the ready to grab something resembling clothing at a moment's notice.

I turned the handle to my parent's bedroom and snuck inside to repeat something from my past, opening the bedside cabinet to find my dad's signature brand of condoms I haven't used in a while. I'd buy some later to replenish them and hide that I took any. I did not want to go through the same talk as before. They knew I could buy my own by now. I pulled on three, then grimaced and unrolled two more before ripping the five-line off the roll. It was a large pack of them after all, only realizing now I had no place to put them while naked.

I folded them by the seams and stuffed all five into my mouth before starting to sneak back out, but I heard footsteps nearby and ducked behind the door as it swung open. I panicked, but the person who walked into the room was Atticus, still buck-ass naked, and proud of it. She closed the door, finding me still hard with a smile. I opened my mouth as the condoms rolled out like a special kind of tongue. Attie wasted no time to rip one condom packet from the line, and ripped it open to pull out the lubricated condom.

"I'm so fucking horny," she said, holding onto the tip of the condom and unrolling it a bit to put in her fist and come up. I watched her train her fist on the tip of my dick and push the tip onto the head of it, unrolling the rubber roll with one swift motion. "Fuck me in your parent's bed."

"What?" I asked, too focused on the conversation downstairs, or dreading when it would stop to understand what Attie was saying. I watched her lean over the bed, then climb into it on her hands and knees, exposing her ass and pussy. I felt magnetized to it, and when she reached back to spread her ass, making those dents in her skin, I could not stop my cock from finding its way to the entrance, hesitating for just a moment before plunging myself inside.

I planned to make quick work of it, cum, and sneak back over to my room where we could have sex with more privacy, but got lost in it. Her pussy was so wet and hot, far more than anyone I've ever been with. Sometimes I even had to use lube when they weren't excited enough. This was one wet hole, and it felt so good, even if I was strapped in rubber to prevent my cum ruining her chances at a successful career.

"Put it in my ass," Attie grunted out, then pushed a finger into her asshole as if to test the water. I didn't have much experience with anal, and the few times I tried it, it was too tight to fully take my dick, so it ended up as tiny thrusts of the head of my cock in their ass until I came, or pretended to. When I pulled out from her sopping pussy and trained my dick on her asshole, I felt her eat my dick with her ass whole. I was surprised at what happened, but I pushed all the way inside, feeling that pressure and promptly blew my load into the condom with a grunt that was too loud.

"Oh, fuck!" I exclaimed.

"Don't pull it out!" Attie said. "Walk us over back to your room like this."

"With my dick in your ass? It's going to slip out." Attie spun on my cock and hooked a leg on my shoulder while my cock spun in her ass.

"Here is some inspiration to stay hard," she said, fingering herself in the strange hold. I was swimming in my condom, but I did spring back up hard inside her ass, to which she bit her bottom lip and looked me in the eyes. "Get going, I'm gonna come and you don't want that to happen here or in the hallway, right?"

"Right," I said, lifting her by upper back and hips. "Here we go." We made it out of the room easily enough, but there was still a hallway right in front of the stairs to overcome and a door to open. I tried to keep hard, but her ass bounced on my hips making small thrusts in a filled condom. Attie had the other four condoms in her mouth this time, keeping her quiet while she kept masturbating fiercely to keep me hard. Everything relied on my cock staying hard to hold her up.

We went step by step, trying to avoid making any noise as two naked people fucking in the hallway. The only sound was Attie's fingers slicking wet over her pussy and it made me drool in anticipation of her orgasm. I would devour everything she produced, and used that to focus myself. When it came time for the worst moment, the stairway, Attie clenched her jaw, which I took to mean that she was reaching orgasm.

I rushed to cover her mouth tightly, and added my fingers into the mix and her body wriggled in orgasm in my grasp, muffled moans spurting out with pussy juice into my hand. I flicked her clit while she came to get her fully blown out while in the most fragile moment of the hallway right in front of my room. I felt my hand wet with pussy juice and struggled to turn the doorknob I kept trying until I was able to catch it and damn near threw Attie onto my bed off my dick.

I closed the door as slowly as I could to not make a sound, then pulled the drooping condom off my dick and stroked once as a climax caught me in an insane sense of euphoria. I gripped my dick hard as my cum burst out in a line over the wall by the window, then again over the window. I stroked again with a tight fist trying to imagine her asshole, and finished the climax with a direct blast to the window.

Atticus looked over with her face flushed and opened her mouth as four condoms unrolled from her mouth, getting me instantly sprung again. I ripped one off from her condom tongue, and slipped it on, not even asking, just spreading her legs apart and burying myself inside her pussy as she moaned out. I no longer cared how loud she would be, nor did I care how loud my thrusts would slap against her as I started working my hips.

I found myself grunting in desire, putting every ounce of my energy into fucking Attie, flipping her over to fuck her in doggy, then getting her leg up and fucking her exposed to the door which did not close all the way, leaving a gap. I grabbed her neck to turn her toward the door.

"Look," I said. "There could be someone watching us right now."

"That's so hot," she said, contorting her face. "You're going too hot and so fast. I'm melting."

"Melt then, all over my dick," I said, speeding up, making clapping sounds that my parents definitely heard downstairs. "They'll come up and watch if you don't come soon. You wanted an audience." I felt her body seize, and used one hand to grab the side of her mouth as she bit down on my finger, shaking her hips as I reached the finale of my thrusting, burying my face in her leg not to scream out in orgasm as she throbbed over my cock.

Her orgasm came out like choked up sighs, and I felt like my dick was buried inside a volcano when I pulled it back out. The condom held up well, even with the heat of a thousand suns between us. I felt sweat all over my skin, and found her body also drenched, so I did something new, licking up her leg in the sweat to lick up all the pussy juice she produced, then licking around her stomach, armpits, and under her tits all the way up to her neck and into a kiss with all her flavors mixed.

When the pleasure faded, I got up to close the door, and adjusted it like before for privacy, all while naked. I then gathered the two filled condoms and disposed of them in my trash bin, stuffing a balled up tissue into each so it soaked into the paper inside instead of spilling out. I looked back over at her, entirely exhausted and snuck into bed to rest naked up against her.

When a knock on the door startled me awake, Attie's mouth had my dick in it, and she was working it hard in her mouth while looking up to me.

"Honey, you want some dinner?" Mom asked. I grit my teeth while Attie made my mind swim in a warm pool of her mouth.

"I'll be right down," I replied, then gasped as Attie started circling the tip of her tongue in my dickhead, staring me down as if she wanted me to blow a load while talking to my mom. "Five-- Five minutes!"

I took control of my pleasure, straddling Attie's mouth as she kept it the perfect moisture and pressure. I thrust into her mouth, using her rather than letting her finish off what she started. She gave into it, and I fucked her mouth until I found her fingering herself. I did not want to be there long, so I joined her fingering by rubbing her clit rapidly while fucking her mouth until she grimaced. I took that to mean that she was about to blow and got myself to blow a load into her mouth rather than deeper in her throat.

She didn't orgasm, so I pulled out of her mouth and used my mouth and furious fingering to get her there in the allotted time I promised mom. It took ten minutes, but as soon as she came, I kissed her so she didn't moan out, and started cleaning myself up for dinner.

"That was amazing," Atticus said. "We should be naked more often."

"So much for it not being sexual," I said.

"You wanted it to be sexual," she said. "We can definitely keep it nudity only, but you'll just get hard a lot since you're young."

"You're only a year older."

"Yeah, and that's why I want to orgasm, while I can," she said. "But I want to be naked over that. We could just be naked and masturbate together rather than fuck, if that would make you feel better."

"No, it's ok," I said. "I want to experience nudity with you, even if it goes sexual sometimes."

"Then you better bring a big pack of condoms to the cabin," Attie said, smiling up at me from the bed. She was still naked.

"Want some food?"

"Only if I can be naked when I eat it," she said. "Will you bring me a plate?"

"Sure," I said, getting dressed in some sweats and a fresh t-shirt to head down to have dinner with my parents. I would have been embarrassed if I didn't just come three times in rapid succession. I felt exhausted and accomplished.

"How's Atticus?" Dad asked. "Sure sounded like a lot." I smiled, putting different foods on my plate.

"She's ok," I said. "I said I'd make her a plate to bring up. She's going through this nudity phase, and likes being naked all the time, but didn't want to make you guys uncomfortable."

"Oh, that's--" Mom said, then turned to the stairway. "Attie, it's ok if you're naked. You can come down and get some dinner."

"Are you sure?" Atticus called back from my room. I was surprised mom was so accepting of it, and then had the unfortunate image of my mom going through a nudity phase appear in my head. Then Dad came up and bent her over to fuck her in doggy style and I no longer felt like eating.

I watched the stairway until I could see her legs come into view. Then her knees, then her pubic hair and stomach, revealing her breasts and her head blushed at the reveal, but brimming with a smile. I saw both mom and dad look over, then go back to eating. Mom held out a seat for Attie to sit at the dinner table and I met Attie's eyes across the table. Her breasts were out in the open, no hair to hide them inside with her short haircut.

"Help yourself, Attie," Mom said. Attie looked around the table and reached for the bread, exposing her whole chest to my dad, who watched them, and covered a sauce dish as her boob rested over his hand.

"Careful," he said. "You don't want to wear the food, just eat it." Attie laughed, lifting her nipple off the back of Dad's hand.

"Thanks," she said, then put a few other things on her plate. "And thank you for having me, even like this."

"Oh, of course, Attie," Mom said. "If it makes you more comfortable, you can go around naked in this house without a problem."

"Thank you, Mrs. Trianne."

"Oh, call me Edna," Mom said.

"Might as well call me Ed, too," Dad said. "Do whatever makes you comfortable."

"Thank you, Ed," she said, then met my eyes with a smile before starting to devour her food. Her smile revitalized my appetite. I needed more energy to be naked with her more.

"Attie was thinking of inviting me up to a cabin in the mountains for the summer," I said, once most of the small talk conversations were through. My parents asked about her experience in college, and she brilliantly avoided her sexual exploits while focusing on studies and how the year went for her. "Can I go?"

"You're all grown up, bud," Dad said. "You don't really have to ask us anymore."

"I'm still living here until the semester starts," I said. "I just wanted to make sure it would be ok with you guys." Attie put her hands up.

"My parents haven't said ok yet either," she said. "To use the cabin, I mean. It's a family thing, I guess, asking for permission?"

"Attie, sorry for not asking earlier, do you want a pillow for the chair?" Mom asked. "You must be sticking to the varnish like this." Attie tried standing up and found herself stuck to the chair. I jumped out of my seat to help her and found my hand sink between her legs, thumb accidentally slipping inside her pussy while I tried to push the chair away from her. Dad came up and started prying her thighs off by wiggling his fingers skillfully as the chair popped off, but my hand stayed between her legs much to the notice of my parents. I pulled the thumb out with a small accidental pop and we all burst out laughing at the sound.

Mom brought a pillow for Attie, and she sat back down to keep discussing the cabin.

"If my parents approve, can Victor spend the summer there with me?" She asked. "You are of course welcome to visit as well. It's beautiful up there. There is a pool and a hot tub, too."

"Ooooh, honey?" Mom asked, looking over at Dad.

"We wouldn't want to impose," he said, but his face was happy.

"Not at all," Atticus said. "If they allow me, I am formally inviting you for a weekend."

"That is awfully nice of you, Attie," Dad said.

She smiled, and I lingered on her face feeling my dick pop up again. I looked down and she knew right away that I got hard. We were on the longer ends of the table, so there was no way she could try anything under the table, but I knew she would find a way to make me embarrassed for her own entertainment.

The evening went to the living room with some board games, and my erection had gone unresolved, but now we sat at a smaller table, across from each other so I felt her feet massaging my dick and balls over the sweatpants while we played Scrabble. Somehow, Attie managed to pull me out with just her feet and worked both her feet to hold my dick between her big toe and smaller toes, stroking it especially when it was my turn to play a word on the board.

"Good score," Attie said, speeding up her stroking while watching my face. I grit my teeth and caught my cum in my hand when it burst out. I managed to play off my sigh of release as a burp from dinner and excused myself to the bathroom to clean myself up, but found Attie followed me, held up the hand with cum all over it and licked it.

"Now you lick it," she said.

"Why?"

"I want to see you do it," she said, then dug a finger in the cum and spread it on her lips like a lip-gloss. It sure made her lip glossy. Instead of licking up the cum, I sucked it all into my mouth, then spat the load into her mouth, which made her stunned for a second, then she sat on the toilet and fingered herself at the feeling while I watched.

"Attie, it's your turn!" Dad called out a few minutes into her masturbation.

"I'm coming!" She called back, while actually climaxing right in front of me. I flickered between wanting to fuck her brains out and wanting to kiss her, settling on kissing her, while she melted in a blush and a smile.

"You're really toeing the line," I said.

"No, I was toeing your dick, Vic," she said, jokingly, while cleaning up her moisture to look normal naked. "It's so fun to make you get heated up in a place you don't want to be heated up, but I will cut back."

"Let's get back," I said, and we made it almost to the table, before she pulled on my sleeve for a moment. I looked at her, then leaned to hear her whisper.

"A bit leaked out," she said. "Can you get it?" I made a show of slapping her on the butt lightly, but actually scooped between her legs and glided a finger over the surface to pick up a dollop of pussy juice with a smile, as she planted herself on the pillow. I folded the finger and considered where to wipe it, but decided to lick it off instead, just had to find the right moment for it.

"Whoa, that's the highest point word in the game so far!" Dad burst out at Attie's "zephyrs" which hit the triple on Z and a double word multiplication. I used that distraction to spread the dollop of her come on my tongue and joined the applause in celebration. I wondered if my parents knew what was going on the entire time, but played along to keep Attie comfortable because of her promise of a getaway, as long as Attie's parents allowed it.

When it was late, I suggested Attie sleep over, but she got dressed and excused herself to find out if the cabin was good to go. I was looking forward to it, hoping she was on good terms with her folks. She wouldn't have brought it up if she wasn't. Probably. Maybe it was just hopeful on her part to receive access to something that typically stood empty most of the year, a vacation home up in the mountains reserved for some quality lovemaking.

I still had to buy a pack of condoms and replenish the ones from Dad's stash. I didn't even want to think about the sex they were having, but wrote off my enjoyment with Attie to the fact that they were having fun. Maybe me getting away for a bit would let them... I didn't want to finish that thought.

It was midnight when Attie texted in confirmation, and I got hard just thinking about being out there in the mountains with her, watching her going about naked in the forest, exploring my own enjoyment of being naked without the confines of a city around me. I tried to imagine it, but instead had to pack some clothes for when it was required. I knew we wouldn't need them much.

When the day came to leave home for the summer in the mountains, I was a bit scared of Attie. It would just be me and her up there, with a whole resort of sorts to ourselves. I dripped at the thought of it, and jerking off didn't remove any of the excitement. When Atticus stopped by to pick me up, she was driving her car naked, and I wanted to bury my cock in her the instant I saw her, but had to restrain myself.

We stopped on the drive up in the middle of nowhere and I fucked her out in the wilderness with loud grunting and slapping loudly against her ass while she moaned out in orgasm. It was so enjoyable to fuck without needing to hold back, just skin going raw against skin, with a condom ruining the full enjoyment.

When we got to the place, Atticus stood in the doorway naked, preventing entry.

"You must pay the toll to enter," she said, stretching the top of her pussy up and spreading her lips. "If you cannot make me come, you are sleeping in the car." I smiled, taking a mock bite of her pussy while lifting her against the front door, and going absolutely hog-wild with my mouth. When she came, squirting in my mouth, I kept licking to get her cleaned up before we got inside.

The first thing I did inside was take off all my clothes and hug Atticus.

"What was that for?" She asked.

"For everything," I said. "I had some dark thoughts after Amber, but now my mind is just filled with your face in orgasm. I'm so glad I found you dancing naked in the forest that rainy summer day."

"How do you feel about pegging?" Attie asked, holding up a strap-on she brought with her. I looked the dildo over and imagined if something that size would even fit inside my ass. It would definitely be a new experience.

"Interesting," I said, inspecting the dildo. Attie watched me, so I put the head of the rubber cock into my mouth and gave her a show. I looked over to find her reclined already, rubbing her pussy. My dick got hard, and I stroked it while sucking on the rubber cock. Soon enough she squirted out on the floor with a moan that made me blow my load while throating the strap on all in rapid succession.

She lay there naked and spent, but I was not done yet. I straddled her face and lowered my balls which she started sucking right away. I got hard again in no time, cock over her face much to her smile. Once we were both exhausted, we went to bed in a naked cuddle that felt so perfect, waking up only to find myself inside her, with a vague recollection of her riding me in the night of the large bed, breasts swaying the the moonlight visible through the hued windows out onto the sky and mountainside.

When I woke up for real, she was no longer in bed, but I found her by the window, skin lit in beautiful morning light, smooth and matte. I knew it was soft, and scrambled up finding the floor by accident and tumbling up to her side. She looked down, entertained by my fight with the comforter which betrayed me.

"You look beautiful in this light," I said.

"You look beautiful naked on the floor," she said, putting her foot on my shoulder to keep me on all fours. I smoothed my cheek against her ankle and lifted her foot to lick up the top of it from the gap of the big toe to the back of her knee. "Whoa, that felt different. Do that again." I smiled, circling my tongue in the gap of her big toe as she sighed, slipping fingers to touch herself. I looked up to see her fingers dancing in the pubic hair, and wanted her in my mouth, but let her enjoy a new experience instead.

I licked the underside of her big toe, then put the whole thing in my mouth and started sucking on it while she started finger-fucking herself. Her toes curled inside my mouth, and my teeth closed on her foot to keep her in place, which sent her over the edge. I watched as her drip escaped down the side of her other leg, but I would not let it, getting off the foot and licking up from her mid calf up the line of pussy juice all the way to the wet source where I sucked on her clit. She held my hair tightly, gasping at the different sensations.

I grabbed both her buttocks and threw her back onto the bed, pushing her down with my head as she moved the full surface against herself in craving for more texture. No matter how we would try to say that our nudity did not have to be sexual, it sure made having sex that much easier, especially in our prime, with bodies at the heights of desire. It took effort to exhaust the sex drive of the young, but once we were tapped out, we could truly be naked and free.

We took to inventing some fun games that relied on being naked, such as carrying bottles of wine with the use of clenched butt cheeks, making different paths involving stairs and dance moves that threatened to drop the bottles. After one broken bottle, we only used empty ones for the fun, sometimes using the slender necks for some sexual fun, depending on the thickness of the opening. This resulted in my dick getting stuck hard in one, and Attie freeing it by blowing air into the bottle from the shaft.

"Et voila!" She announced. "Next time we should use some oil. I still want to see you blow a load in one of the larger bottles, then we can fill it with white wine and chill it for later. Cum-flavored white wine sounds like a treat."

"Your turn," I said, pulling out a funky looking alcohol bottle that had a bumpy surface that was the shape of a coiled snake but the head was the opening, made like an open snake maw in glass, and the tail stuck out like a patterned glass dildo. "Heads or tails?"

"Tail looks safer," Atticus said. "Though I could give the head a shot if the tail won't get me there."

"Oil?"

"No need for me," she said, holding up her fingers already moistened by her pussy. "I just need to think of you sucking my toes, and I am swimming wet."

"You liked it that much, huh?"

"It goes well with domination, getting the subjugated to suck your toes. It's so hot."

I watched her slip the glass tail of the bottle into her pussy and work the heavy thing a bit before deciding to go for the head. The neck of the bottle spiraled a bit, making a handle of about four inches of length with a thicker patterned head. Atticus looked to me for assistance and I was there holding the bottle up while she positioned herself to put the mouth of the bottle against her opening. I saw her grimace, and pulled back on the bottle trying to keep her from getting hurt.

"No, come back!" She yelped, pushing her hips forward as I stopped my motion resulting in the head of the snake popping her pussy with her gasp. I studied her face as it melted from pain into a sense of relief. I took that to mean that I should keep sinking the neck of the bottle inside her, and watched her lower lip quiver as the spiral spun her opening on the patterned neck all the way to where the snake coiled into the open bottle.

"That felt incredible," she said. "Pull it out and do it again." I watched as the spiral rolled her pussy again on the way out, getting stuck on the wider head. I bet the head would pop out if I let the bottle hang at the opening, but decided to use this new sensation to get Attie off, as a bit of her pussy juice started collecting in the empty snake bottle. By the time she came, I saw the liquid shift around on the bottom of the bottle, and licked the outside glass sometimes when it got nice and coated with her production.

"Let it go!" Attie burst out, when I had the bottle as deep as possible inside her. I saw her pussy throb while nearing orgasm and she spread her legs over the floor as the spiral bottle neck rode her pussy one last time, setting down on the ground below. She grit her teeth and shook her legs with the head of the bottle still inside, throbbing on the head of the snake, and burst out in a loud orgasm as her body fell to the side, spurting a bit of pussy juice uncontrollably. I walked over and watched her squirming in post orgasm reverberations of pleasure, going down on her to drink whatever was left.

"That was the greatest orgasm I've ever had from something that small," she said. "Guys should have corkscrew dicks or something. That had me stretched inside in all the right ways."

"I'm glad you came," I said, bringing her pussy taste up to her lips for a kiss. She licked herself off my lips and enjoyed the inside of my mouth with her tongue. I sucked on her tongue to counter, closing my teeth on the muscle that kept wriggling in the light bite.

"IT'S RAINING!" She burst out suddenly, and stood up too suddenly, falling to the area rug surface on all fours. The snake orgasm really took it out of her. "Let's go outside and get wet! Can you help me?" I hesitated, then slipped a hand under her crotch and stuck a thumb in her pussy while lifting her mostly by her chest. When I removed the thumb from her pussy quickly, it made a pop and we looked at each other thinking back to the moment at home when it happened before, and both burst out laughing.

I walked while supporting her to the door where she started being able to stand again. She was eager to go, but I had to get some towels ready first. Once the door opened, she rushed out as if a dog granted freedom, pausing in the rain like a duck, stunned into a silent enjoyment of the pummelling water of the isolated mountain. I came up to her smiling, and lifted her leg for me to hold. I grabbed her to support the pose as her face contorted a bit, but then went to relief as a stream of pee exited from her and made a small arc off the porch at the glass border and streamed down to exit with the rain on the bottom opening.

"Now, you," she said, once she was done. She danced around me and held fingers over my crotch, peeling me back to expose the head of my dick. It made me throb a little at her touch, but then I focused on trying to pee.

"Tilt it higher," I said, and she lifted my semi up a bit. "Even more."

"Are you going to pee over us?"

"No, but look," I said, getting hard in her grip. She looked from the side and I let loose with the erect compact stream that made it over the glass railing until she noticed and started playing with the direction much to her own entertainment.

As the rain continued, the remainder of my pee hit against the spot she was peeing on, all washed away in the rain as it cleansed our bodies together in nudity, in public, yet secluded, even if there could have been someone watching us from the distance, jerking off behind a tree, and blowing his load on the bark while he was getting soaked to the bone. I smiled, and kissed my last summer romance of high school, my Atticus, completely naked while getting soaked in the rain.