Rick and Pauline 7: Pauline's Walk

This is Part Six of a series. For part one, see The Airplane

For a few days after Rick's Party, he was too nervous to talk to Pauline. Should he tell her everything that happened? Would she find it kinky or disgusting? Would she still want to talk to him? She had responded to his "Have I got a story for you..." message with, "Can't wait." But he didn't respond to that right away.

By Wednesday morning there was a text message from her. "Hello? Where's the story? When are you free to talk?"

He decided to first send the photo to the address from the site, and see what the next dare was.

DARE: Go to a hiking trail. Strip down (socks, shoes and hat allowed) and walk at least an hour away from your clothes. Then walk back. Have a stranger take a photo of you nude on the trail. You may carry a towel to temporarily cover up when people are approaching, but it must be obvious to them that you are nude, and you must remove it when they pass. Send a photo of you nude by a trail marker or sign.

Well, that sounded challenging. He thought of Pauline doing the same, and wished they weren't so far apart. It would be fun to try to do that one together.

He sent her his photo from the pool party, along with a brief message. "Talk tonight? I can't do before 5:30pm my time. I know it's a little late for you."

"I'll make it work," she replied. A minute later he got another message from her: "Nice photo. Those are some hot women with you. Can't wait to hear all about it." Was she jealous?

Rick went to work and couldn't get much done. He couldn't think of anything all day except whether or not to tell Pauline the whole story. It's not like he had sex with his sister. But still...

* * * * * *

Pauline spent her evening looking forward to her talk with Rick. It had been a few weeks since they'd talked, and there was a lot to tell about her party. She got aroused as she thought back to it. The initial terror. The surprise on everybody's faces. At midnight she showered, blow dried her hair, and got into bed, nude, waiting for his call. Glancing up at her clock every so often, she played with herself lightly while she waited, teasing her fingers around her breasts while just barely avoiding the nipples, brushing the fingers of her other hand gently along the outer lips of her pussy. She was starting to drift off to sleep.

He finally called at 12:45am. She answered the video chat on her phone drowsily. "Rick. Finally," she said with a yawn.

"Sorry I'm late," he said. She peered at his image on the screen as her eyes adjusted to being open again. He was fully dressed, sitting on a couch.

"I must have fallen asleep," Pauline said. "But I wanted to talk to you. It's been a while."

They exchanged pleasantries for a while. Pauline kept the camera pointed at just her face. She knew he could tell that she was in bed, but she wanted to keep him guessing about her state of dress for now.

"So how was your party?" Rick finally asked.

"It was great!" Pauline responded. "I was so nervous at first. I didn't know who to invite, what to do, what to wear..."

"Nothing, obviously," Rick joked.

"Well, I wasn't going to start out nude."

"So what kind of party was it?"

"Max was a great help. We decided on a formal dinner at mine. We invited my homosexual neighbour James, our friend Audrey because she goes to life drawing classes so she wouldn't be too scandalized. And I suggested Max's brother Craig. First as a joke to poke at Max. But once I thought about it, I liked the idea."

With her free hand Pauline started playing with her nipple when she mentioned Craig. It was off camera. She wondered if Rick could tell what she was doing.

"Anyway," she continued, "there were a few others. We were meant to be eight, but we ended up nine because James brought his boyfriend Carlos. But it worked out in the end."

"Carlos? Sounds like a sexy name," said Rick.

"Mmmm," Pauline replied, lightly stroking the soft skin of the underside of her breasts, thinking back to the post-party with Carlos and James.

"So what did you wear in the end? I mean in the beginning."

"Just a little black dress and simple black heels. Nothing outrageous," Pauline said.

"And how did you get naked? In front of everyone?"

"Well, when Craig and Susan showed up, (that's his girlfriend, by the way), we were seven. There were me, Maxine, Craig and Susan, Carlos and James, and Audrey. Two more guests were on their way, but Max held me to the letter of the law and told everyone that I had a dare to do. I was so embarrassed, but I simply stated the rules of the dare and got undressed."

"Right there, in front of everyone?" Rick asked.

"Yes."

"Wait. Tell me how you did it. Like a strip-tease, or awkwardly pulling your socks off or what?"

"I stood in the middle of the room. Everyone was staring at me. I stepped out of my heels, and pulled the dress over my head."

"What did you have on underneath?" Rick asked. On the screen of her phone she could see that he had moved to lie down on his couch.

"A bright-red strapless bra and pants set. Sexy, but not too revealing. And I just quickly undid the bra from behind and let it fall. I didn't want to overthink anything. I think if I had hesitated all would be lost."

"Were you facing the crowd or away?"

"For the bra I was facing the crowd. You should have seen the looks I was getting. Even from the women. They were all staring."

"Staring at your beautiful breasts," Rick said. "How did you feel about it?"

"Well, it was all very quick. I didn't draw anything out. But it was exhilarating. Then I turned around to remove the pants..."

"Good move," Rick said.

"And I had to bend over to remove the stockings. And then I turned back and asked who's hungry. It was ridiculous!"

"I bet you wetted some appetites," Rick joked.

"Anyway, two more people showed up separately, and Max made me answer the door."

"Just like that?"

"Just like that. So we had dinner and then..." she laughed, remembering. "Unbeknownst to me Max had ordered sushi. She had me be the sushi table and people ate it off of my body."

"Wow!" Rick seemed surprised.

"And then Audrey showed me how to model for life drawings and everybody drew me. I really enjoyed that. I liked the attention, and I felt really beautiful. I'll send you photos of the drawings. And then everybody went home."

"That's it?" Rick asked.

"Well, not quite," Pauline laughed. She watched Rick's face for his reaction. Would he be jealous? Intrigued? Aroused? Confused? Maybe all of the above. "I ended up in bed with James and Carlos."

"What? I thought they're gay," Rick laughed.

"Turns out only James is gay. Carlos is bi. He kind of talked James into it."

"Kinky," Rick said. "How was it?"

"It was my first time with two men. It was really hot. But I don't know if I can ever face James again. We'll see. Anyway, he wasn't that into it, but he was a good sport." Now she wanted to change the subject. "And how was your party, Rick?"

"Uhhh... different," he said.

* * * * * *

She seemed intrigued. "Go on," she said, teasingly panning the phone so Rick could just barely catch a glimpse of her erect nipples. She squeezed lightly at her left nipple before moving the phone back to show just her face.

"Well, we had a pool party at my parents' place," Rick began. "They were out for the weekend and Julian invited some people from high school. It started out great."

Buying time, Rick described the women and what they had worn in great detail. Did he detect a hint of jealousy in Pauline's expression?

Then Rick described the monkey in the middle games and the blindfolded guessing games. Now Pauline was laughing. "Wow, sounds like a fun party!" she said.

"It was," he replied. "Until my sister showed up."

"What?!" Pauline's face went white.

"Yeah, she didn't know anything about the party, but she just showed up and refused to leave."

"So what did you do? Did you get dressed?"

"I thought about it. But I was in the pool. I mean, she could have left or turned away if she wanted to. She wasn't really looking anyway. At least at first."

"What do you mean at first?"

Rick tried to read Pauline's face. It seemed like a combination of intrigued and disgusted. He tried to change the subject by telling her about the burger run.

"But your sister?" Pauline asked.

"She stayed behind," he said simply. Now he just wanted to wrap up the story quickly. "So we got back, we ate, we smoked a bong and everybody got drunk. That was basically it."

"So how many of you ended up nude?" Pauline wasn't letting him get by so easily.

"Uhhh, eventually we went back for another swim, but this time everybody was nude."

"Including your sister?!" Pauline asked incredulously.

"Yeah, but we were sort of doing our own things. By then with the booze and the weed it didn't seem like a big deal," he lied. "I hooked up with Lucy, but I can't even remember the details." Another lie. "I was wasted. And then we woke up and cleaned up and everyone went home."

"Speaking of waking up," Pauline said with a yawn. "I best get to sleep before 2am."

They agreed to talk again soon and said their goodbyes.

* * * *

"You must come with me, Max. I can't do this alone," Pauline said.

"Of course! Someone's got to get photos for Ricky Dicky."

"Besides, I'm not sure I'll be able to drive with the nerves."

"Don't you worry," Maxine told her. "I've got you covered."

They picked out a trail in Kent that seemed like a good length and sufficiently quiet, and arranged that Maxine would pick Pauline up at 10:00 Saturday morning. It would be about a 90 minute drive from London to the trailhead, and the circular hike was estimated at about two hours, through some woodlands and along a river. That would suffice for the dare requirements. She agreed to take lots of photos for Rick.

Pauline was nervous the night before the hike, and could barely sleep. The previous dares had been challenging, but this was a different level. Being so far away from her clothes, out in the open, for at least two hours, was daunting.

Saturday morning she got up early. She dressed in a simple black track suit that would be comfortable for the drive, ate some breakfast, and packed a small bag with water and snacks. Her phone buzzed at 9:55. It was a message from Maxine. "Your carriage awaits, come down." She rushed to put the last few things together and headed down.

But when she walked out the front door of her building, she didn't see Maxine. Instead, she saw Maxine's hot brother Craig and his girlfriend Susan. They were standing beside a small car, waving.

"Good morning!" Susan said with a laugh.

"What's going on?" Pauline asked as she approached them.

"Maxine had a conflict, and asked us to take you on your little... adventure," Susan replied. "I hope that's alright."

Pauline was caught off guard and didn't know what to say. She hesitated.

"Come along. It's going to be fun!" Susan said, putting her hand on Pauline's arm to reassure her.

"Thanks so much," Pauline said. "I'm just surprised, that's all." Craig opened the back door of the car and Pauline got in, still unsure about all this. As Susan climbed in in front of her, and Craig went around to the driver's seat, Pauline sent Maxine a text: You're dead!

Maxine replied: You're welcome! ;)

As the car pulled away, the full magnitude of the situation started to weigh on Pauline. She was going to spend the next five hours alone with this couple that she barely knew. True, they had come to her party and had both seen her nude already. But she had been mentally preparing for this dare with a vision of Maxine keeping her safe and keeping it fun. This changed everything. Her heart raced and she started to sweat.

"I brought some snacks for the road," Susan said, leaning between the front seats to hand Pauline an open box. There were homemade chocolate chip cookies, various cut vegetables, and a small bowl of dip.

Pauline grabbed some celery and a cookie. "Did you make these?" she asked. "They look fantastic."

"She did make them," Craig chimed in. "And they are fantastic. How about some music for the road, Pauline? What do you like?"

"I don't suppose you like Queen," Pauline said. "When we were young my parents started every long drive with Bohemian Rhapsody."

"Oooh," said Craig. "She knows her Classic Rock." He used voice command to tell the car to play Bohemian Rhapsody. They all sang along. Pauline and Craig knew every word. Susan less so, but she tried her best. By the end of the song they were all laughing.

"Thanks for that," Pauline said. "It really calmed my nerves."

"You? Nervous?" Susan said, looking at her curiously in the sun visor mirror. "After your party I'm surprised anything could make you nervous."

"You couldn't tell how tense I was at the beginning?"

"I think we were all too shocked to notice," Susan said.

"And distracted," Craig chimed in. Susan whacked him hard on the arm. "Hey! I'm driving here," he laughed.

"Well I was super tense!" Pauline said. "At least at the beginning. That's kind of part of the fun of these things, I guess. It does wear off a bit. By the end I was pretty comfortable."

"I could never," Susan said, biting her thumbnail a bit. "I mean, I totally admire your courage, but I could never."

"Why not, Susan? You've got a killer body," Craig said.

"Do you really think that's the only consideration, Craig?" Susan asked, sounding annoyed. "I don't see you going around naked."

"First of all," Craig said. "If I could get away with it without being labeled a sex offender, I would. But it's kind of different for men, isn't it? People want to chance upon a naked woman. It's sexy, amusing and fun. People don't want to chance upon a naked man. It's offensive, gross and dangerous."

"Oh, I don't know," Pauline said. "I guess it depends on the circumstances."

"Really, Pauline," Craig asked. "If you randomly saw me nude on a hiking path with no warning, how would you feel?"

She thought about it for a bit. "Do I know you or not know you?"

"Let's say I'm a complete stranger. You're out in nature hiking alone or with a friend, and you suddenly see me walking around naked. How would you feel?"

"Surprised... Uncomfortable. Maybe scared, I guess."

"Exactly. And let's say you knew me, but we're not close friends. Does that make it better or worse?"

"I suppose about the same."

"I rest my case. A nude woman is a work of art or sex appeal. A nude man is a threat."

"OK," said Susan. "That's if you're alone. But maybe if you were accompanied by a woman..."

"Or two women," Pauline chimed in.

"Or two women," Susan continued. "It would be different."

"Maybe," Craig said. "I'm not convinced."

The conversation died down after that. Pauline played with her phone, chatting with Maxine. Then Susan started making some efforts at more conversation. There was still a long drive ahead of them. They talked about where they grew up, how Susan and Craig met, how Pauline knew Maxine, just normal chit-chat. Pauline was feeling comfortable with them, but not close. She was still not sure how things would go the rest of the day.

After a few more sing-a-longs and idle conversation, Craig finally turned off the road and pulled the car into a small parking lot by the trailhead. "I believe we have arrived," he said, turning off the engine.

"OK," Pauline responded nervously. They all stepped out of the car, and she looked around. There were three other cars parked, but no other people visible. There was a thin row of trees between the lot and the country road, with cars passing slowly every few seconds. They had made good time and it was not quite 11:30am on a hot, clear late-summer day.

"I think I'm supposed to leave my clothes in the car. Can you open the boot?" Pauline asked.

Craig opened it with the fob and stood awkwardly to the side with Susan. They were both fidgeting and looking around. Maybe they were even more uncomfortable than Pauline.

Facing the car, Pauline unzipped her loose black sweatshirt, shrugged it off her shoulders and folded it up neatly to put in the car. "Oh, let's get some photos for Rick," she said. "I promised." She turned to Craig. "Would you be the cameraman, please?"

Craig stammered a bit, looked to Susan for guidance, and then walked over to take the phone from Pauline.

Pauline turned her head towards the phone and gestured to Craig to get her in the frame, as she knelt down to untie her running shoes.

Pauline took off her shoes, stood up again and, with her thumbs hooked into the two sides of her black track bottoms, looked around. The coast was as clear as it was going to be. She quickly pulled down the bottoms, revealing small grey spandex panties that matched her sports bra. Stepping out of the bottoms, she folded them neatly and put them in the car.

Pauline rummaged through her backpack, looking for her towel. "Oh crap, where's my towel?" she said, panicking. "I must have forgotten it."

"We might have one," Susan said, walking back to the car. She opened her bags and looked around, then came to stand beside Pauline. "Here," she said, handing her a towel. "It might be a tad small." It was a medium-sized blue hand towel. It would definitely not cover everything at once.

"I suppose it'll have to do," Pauline sighed, piling the towel carefully on her shoes beside her bag on the asphalt. She looked around again, and unzipped her sports bra down the middle of her chest. "Well, here goes nothing!" she laughed. Facing the camera, she pulled the bra open, letting her breasts fall loose. The sun felt good on her bare chest. A light breeze blew through, tickling her nipples which started to harden. She put the sports bra into the car and turned back to face Craig and Susan. "This is a little ridiculous, isn't it?" she giggled. She decided to act like a model, turning slightly this way and that, putting one hand on her hip, and the other in her hair.

Susan and Craig stood beside each other, giving her amusingly similar looks. Looks of humour, incredulity, and perhaps a hint of hunger. She relished the thought of them each enjoying what they saw, and of Rick as well, miles away, enjoying the photos later. She faced them head-on and pulled the waistband of her panties down a couple of inches, stopping barely above the top of her lips, then she turned around and leaned all the way over, into the open trunk of the car, with her legs spread wide. She reached behind herself and tugged the panties down around her tight round ass, and tried to let them fall. But the spandex got stuck around her thighs and bunched awkwardly. "I guess I'm not as smooth as I thought," she laughed as she stood up, stepped away from the car, and raised first one leg and then the other as she awkwardly pulled the panties the rest of the way down and stepped out of them. Now she faced the camera and the couple, and tossed the panties casually towards Craig. Susan jumped forward to catch them.

"Everything looks pretty smooth to me," Susan said, looking Pauline over.

Pauline felt amazing. It was so freeing to be nude on a beautiful sunny day. She had been nude outside before, but this still felt new. The sunshine and the breeze all over her skin made her feel alive and vibrant, like she was a part of nature instead of just standing in it. Now in just white cotton ankle socks, did a pirouette and curtsey, almost falling over as she lost her footing on the smooth asphalt. "I guess I should put my shoes back on," she said.

"And don't forget suncream," Craig said.

"Good point. I wouldn't want to burn where I've never burnt before." Pauline got her shoes back on, found the spray in her bag, and started applying it quickly, first on her face, then her neck and shoulders. She smiled and looked at the camera as she applied some to her breasts and stomach, then her crotch and thighs, and finally to her calves. "Susan, can you help me with the back?" she asked, tying her light-brown shoulder-length hair in a simple ponytail.

"Of course," Susan said. She took the bottle and sprayed a good amount on Pauline's back. It felt cool and refreshing, and Pauline shivered a little when it landed. Then Susan handed the bottle back and started rubbing it into Pauline's shoulder blades. Craig moved wordlessly around them, watching and snapping photos from every angle as Susan moved methodically down Pauline's bare back, massaging her as she went. She stopped at the waist.

"Don't neglect my butt," Pauline said. "I really wouldn't want to burn there."

"Uhh, ok," said Susan. She knelt down behind Pauline and massaged some of the spray deep into Pauline's round, mostly-firm butt cheeks. It felt amazing having Susan do that out in the open sunshine, with Craig no doubt watching ravenously.

"Good morning!" came a cheery unfamiliar voice. Pauline looked around. She hadn't noticed anybody approaching, but when she turned around she saw a couple of cyclists approaching. They had just turned off the road into the parking lot and were rolling towards Pauline on their way to the trailhead.

Pauline tried to act naturally, as if nothing was out of the ordinary. "Good morning!" she responded with a smile, waving as they got closer. It looked like a fit Asian couple, maybe in their fifties. Without stopping, they slowly rolled by, getting only a couple metres away at the closest approach. Both the woman and the man stared at Pauline as they passed, with wide smiles on their faces. The woman gave her a wink, and the man made a thumbs up gesture. In a moment they were gone down the trail.

"I think you just made somebody's day," said Craig. "Do you think they'd have been as happy if I were the one nude?"

"Maybe we should ask them," Susan laughed. Craig tried to hand Pauline's phone back, but she suggested he keep it and continue getting photo evidence. They got everything sorted, locked the car with all of Pauline's clothes in it, and set out on the trail. Susan walked alongside Pauline, and Craig alternated between following them closely and running a little ahead. Pauline had her small backpack securely on both shoulders. Aside from the white ankle socks, grey running shoes and a smile, she wore a navy blue baseball cap with her ponytail sticking out the back. She held the little blue hand towel in her left hand.

Now that they were finally hiking, Pauline started to notice Craig and Susan more. She had briefly met Craig a handful of times, but still didn't really feel like she knew him. He was always just Maxine's hot older brother and over the years Pauline had fantasized about him several times. His skin was dark chocolate brown. At about 1.8 metres, he was a little taller than Susan, who in turn was a little taller than Pauline. Craig had short-cropped curly back hair, a neat goatee, and chiselled features. He wore a sky blue muscle shirt that showed off his considerable biceps, beige training shorts, and bleached white running shoes. It was clear that he wasn't the sort to skip leg day.

Susan had pale creamy skin and bright orange hair that hung loose in waves around her shoulders. Her angular face, which at first had seemed strict and even cruel when they first met at Pauline's party, now just looked delicately beautiful. She was dressed in a tight red tank top and red yoga pants which showed every boney curve of her thin figure, along with brown hiking shoes. Clearly prone to burning, she wore a wide-brimmed Australian-style hat, and was already re-applying high SPF cream to herself as they walked.

The first stretch of the hike took them through a thinly wooded area, along a marked dirt path. They didn't encounter anyone else for a while. Pauline enjoyed the feeling of freedom and the muted sounds of the wood. It seemed everyone liked the contrast from the busy city sounds, so conversation was sparse and simple.

After about fifteen minutes they started to hear several young voices approaching ahead. Pauline felt her stomach drop. What was this ridiculous thing she was doing? What should she do now? Hide? Use the towel that would barely cover the minimum? Just continue as she was, pretending nothing extraordinary was happening? She stood, frozen in the middle of the path, as first two, then several more teenagers came bounding around a bend in the path fifty metres in front of her.

"Use the towel!" said Susan. Pauline unfurled the towel and pressed one edge of it against her collarbone with her left hand, tugging down at the other end with her right. It barely reached her waist. As the teenagers approached, she quickly adjusted it so the top edge was halfway down her breasts and the bottom edge now sat at mini-skirt height. From the front she was technically decent, though it was obvious she had nothing on behind the towel. Now ten metres away, the first few teenagers stopped talking and stared with open mouths. They had noticed her. There must have been about ten of them in total, boys and girls of all shapes and sizes. One boy stopped walking and stared, smiling, until a girl smacked him on the back of the head and he kept walking. Pauline didn't immediately think to turn as they passed. When she did, she saw that the whole group had stopped just after they had passed her, to stare from point-blank range at her completely exposed butt.

"Lovely day for an outing, innit?" said one girl, and the whole group laughed.

"Nothing to see here," said Susan. "Move along."

The group turned away obediently and kept walking. Pauline heard one of the boys mimic Susan, "nothing to see here. Move along!" And then more laughter.

"Kids," said Pauline. "I hope I didn't scar them for life."

"You probably inspired a few of the boys," laughed Craig.

"And why not the girls?" asked Susan.

Pauline was rattled. She had been seen nude in public a few times now, but somehow this was different. She stood still, quiet, still clutching the towel to her body. Susan came over to face her.

"Pauline, are you alright?" she asked, placing a hand on Pauline's shoulder. "You don't have to do this. We can just go back to the car."

"No, I'll be fine," Pauline said. "It's just... I didn't expect teenagers."

"It's nothing those boys haven't seen on the internet," Craig joked.

Pauline took a deep breath. "Let's just keep going," she said. "It's a lovely day." She dropped the towel back into her left hand and kept walking, now at a faster pace despite the slight incline in the trail. Susan and Craig followed her lead. They were once again alone in the woods, and Pauline was enjoying herself. She kept glancing at Craig, trying to gauge his mood. He was hard to read. He was quiet and spent most of the time looking around aimlessly. But once in a while she caught him staring at her body, or they made eye contact, and each time he blushed and turned away.

Soon they reached the top of a ridge and came to a small clearing with a wide lookout. The views were incredible. Green woods and golden farmland stretched out before them as far as the eye could see, with small hamlets dotting the landscape here and there.

"Let's get some photos here," Pauline laughed. She dropped the towel and moved gingerly close to the edge and, after scanning for other people, started striking poses. Craig snapped several photos. At one point Pauline stood with her back to the camera, facing the valley ahead. She raised her arms in the air.

"Mountain babes!" Craig blurted out.

"What's that, Craig?" asked Susan.

Pauline turned to face them. Now Craig was really blushing. "Ummm. It's a website..."

"Porn?" asked Susan.

"Not exactly. It's women posing on the edge of cliffs, kind of in that pose. Most of them are just topless and you can't actually see anything."

"So that's what you do when I'm not around?" asked Susan.

"I saw it years ago," said Craig, defensively.

"It clearly left an impression," Susan said teasingly. "It's ok," she added.

"Well," Pauline smiled. "What if I wasn't the only mountain babe?"

"I'm not getting naked," Susan said emphatically.

"Topless from behind?" Craig asked, hopefully.

"I don't see you getting naked," she said to Craig, her arms folded.

Craig hesitated a beat, thinking. "I tell you what. If you pose topless from behind, I'll pose nude from behind."

"If you want to get naked, that's your business, Craig," Susan responded. "I'm not getting my tits out in public. There are people around."

"I don't see anybody else here," said Craig. He handed Pauline's phone to Susan and peeled off his muscle shirt. Glistening sweat made his ample smooth pecs shine in the sun. He dropped his training shorts, revealing loose black boxers. Then he looked around gingerly. "Am I really doing this?" he asked, looking like he might back out.

Susan and Pauline were watching him closely, both laughing. "Go pose by the cliff, Mountain Babe," Susan chuckled, the phone on the ready to take pictures. "And watch your step."

Still in his boxers, socks and white running shoes, Craig turned away from them and stepped to the edge. "OK, here goes nothing," he said. "Nobody else looking, right?" He looked around again, checking if anyone was coming. Then he yanked his boxers down so they fell in the grass, and stepped out of them. Pauline silently admired his smooth, muscular butt. She couldn't take her eyes off it.

"Woo!" Susan catcalled him as Craig stiffly struck a few poses, all facing away: arms up in victory, hands on his hips, feet together, feet apart. All the while his head kept spinning nervously to see if anyone was approaching on the trail in either direction. After only about fifteen seconds, he turned and walked over to Susan, covering his crotch hermetically with his hands.

"How did I look? Show me the pics," he said, leaning over Susan's phone. She swiped through the photos so he could see. "Oh, I look ridiculous with the shoes. And my boxers are in the frame."

"So lose the shoes and do it again," Susan said. Craig turned away from them and awkwardly removed his shoes and socks. Covering his crotch with his left hand, he tiptoed back to the ledge, picked up his boxers and brought them over to where he had left his other clothes. Then he went back to posing.

Pauline watched the whole manoeuvre closely. The fact that he was being so careful to keep his penis concealed made her really want to catch a glimpse, but with no luck. Unless she joined him at the edge. Would he be ok with that? Would Susan? Only one way to find out. "Can there be two Mountain Babes in a shot?" Pauline asked.

"Yeah, sometimes there are groups," Craig said immediately, without considering what she meant.

Pauline scrambled towards Craig's side before he could protest. "Susan, get some good shots of us together."

"Like four buns in the sun," Susan said, snapping away even before they were ready to pose.

Pauline quickly got into position, standing beside Craig. She caught a good look at his penis. It was an impressive size even when flaccid. Dark like the rest of him, with a pink dome of head poking out from his foreskin. Unlike the rest of his body, which was shaved or waxed smooth, he kept a small, tidy patch of curly dark hair around his genitals. "Hello, Sailor," she laughed, looking him up and down. He had been standing still, facing the valley, with his hands on his hips, and still kept looking nervously over his shoulders down the trail in both directions. Now, realizing that she had seen everything, he turned to her, blushing as he nervously moved both hands to cover his groin.

Susan, seeing this, laughed behind them. "Are you shy after all, Craig? You've already seen Pauline. Why shouldn't she see you?"

"It's just new to me, that's all," he said, visibly willing himself to uncover his willy. "Besides, it's not the same. Biologically, the penis is most similar to a clitoris. So I have more on display."

"Oh," Pauline said, feigning insult. She turned her whole body towards him and looked him in the eye. "So seeing my breasts... my ass... and my vulva... isn't enough of a display for you?" As she mentioned each body part she grabbed it with an exaggerated gesture. His eyes followed her hands and he gulped nervously. She thought she saw his penis twitch. "Here," she said, spreading her legs and bending back awkwardly to thrust her crotch forward as she pulled her pussy lips apart, revealing her clit to him. She noticed she was slightly lubricated. "Now we're even!"

He didn't say anything, but he didn't look away.

"OK, team," Susan chuckled. "Enough of comparing whose is bigger. Do you want to pose so we can continue the hike?"

Now they relaxed and struck a couple poses for the camera, from behind facing the view, standing a metre apart.

"Oh, pardon me. Just passing through," came an unfamiliar male voice. Pauline and Craig turned their heads to see a man had come around the bend. He looked about thirty, and was sweating profusely and panting, as if he had been running and had just slowed down. He smiled at them as Pauline and Craig turned to face him, each instinctively covering themselves up as best they could with their hands. "I seem to be interrupting something. Don't mind me."

"Oh, not at all," Pauline said quickly, trying to act as if this was a normal situation.

"Actually, maybe you could help us out," Craig said. Both Pauline and Susan gave him looks of surprise and fear. What was he up to?

The man stopped walking, pulled out his water bottle and took a long slug. He looked from Craig, to Pauline, to Susan, and back to Craig.

"You see..." Craig continued. Pauline still didn't know where he was going with this. "There's just no way for us to get a good picture of all three of us together here. We tried propping up a phone with delay, but the angle was all wrong. Would you mind helping us?"

"Oh, I don't think he wants to be bothered," said Susan, giving Craig a death stare. "Sorry, sir..."

"It's quite alright," the man said, putting his bag and bottle down. "Where do you want me?"

"Just take the phone from Susan and stand where she is now," Pauline joined in, ignoring Susan's look. "That way you're not missing out, Susan."

Awkwardly, the man walked up to Susan, who awkwardly handed him the phone. She slowly stepped towards the edge, mouthing, "you're both dead," as she did. But she peeled her tight red tank top off and threw it to the ground. She had nothing on underneath, and quickly covered her petite, delicate-looking round porcelain breasts with her arms. "I'm keeping my leggings on," she said. When Susan reached the edge, she stood between Pauline and Craig, facing the view so her back was to the stranger. She released her breasts and shivered despite the warmth of the direct sun, her dark button nipples hard in the breeze. Shaking, Susan put an arm around Pauline's waist and the other around Craig's. Pauline felt a little shove and almost worried that Susan would actually push them over the cliff, but she kept her footing and they shared an awkward laugh.

Then, surprisingly, Susan took charge, directing several poses, with a shaky voice. Arms around each other. Arms up. Legs together. Legs apart. Looking forwards. Looking to the side. Hands on hips and looking back towards the camera. The man kept taking shots from behind them, once in a while saying, "looking good," "hold it," or "got it."

"OK, just one more," Susan said. She turned around completely, facing the camera full on, and indicated to Pauline and Craig to do the same. While Susan had her arms around the two of them, her small, perfect breasts in full view, Pauline and Craig had instinctively covered themselves up with their hands. "Arms to your sides, guys!" Susan said. "This is the money shot." She pinched Pauline on the butt and presumably did the same to Craig, as he jumped like she did. Pauline put one arm around Susan and dropped the other to her side, revealing everything to the camera. She glanced across at Craig and saw him do the same, then looked at the camera as the man took the shot.

"OK, I think we're done here," said Susan, walking quickly over to pick up her tank top and put it back on. Decent again, she took her phone from the stranger and thanked him.

"Not at all. Thank you," he smiled as he picked up his things, turned and left.

Craig already had his boxers and shirt back on and was reaching for his training shorts.

"Don't get too comfortable, Craig," said Susan. "I can't believe you guys made me do that. Now you're in for it."

"Come on, Susan," said Pauline. "It was all in good fun. I think you rather enjoyed that." She thought she caught a glimpse of a smile on Susan's blushing face. Susan covered her face with her hands and turned away.

"You tricked me into it. Now I need to get even with you," Susan said sternly. "To teach you a lesson."

"Oh, I see," said Pauline, faking worry. "Well, I suppose that's fair. What do you have in mind?"

"Let's see," Susan continued. It wasn't clear if she had thought this through yet. "Well, for starters, no more towel and no more covering up for you, Pauline. You've lost those rights. No matter who or what we meet on the trail, you must show them everything."

"OK," said Pauline. "Done."

"And as for you, Craig," Susan said menacingly. "You're in the dog house. If you want to get out of it, you're going to be just like Pauline. Naked in shoes until we get back to the car. And no covering up."

"But..." he began to protest.

"You were wondering earlier how people would react if you were the one who was nude," Susan said simply. "Now you're going to find out." She opened her bottomless bag, took Craig's shorts and the towel and folded them neatly in the bottom while Craig sheepishly removed his shirt and boxers again. Covering his crotch again, he handed the clothes to Susan, who stowed them as well. He turned his back to them as he got back into socks and shoes. Then he stood up and faced them again, his big dick flopping loosely.

"Come along now," Susan said with a smile. "The faster we go, the sooner you can get dressed."

They started out on the trail again, this time with Susan holding Pauline's phone to get photos. She walked a few steps ahead of them, laughing as she snapped photos of them over her shoulder.

"I'm glad someone's enjoying this," Pauline said. At this point, she wasn't sure she was. Although every time she glanced at Craig's muscular nude body beside her, she couldn't help but smile.

The trail was moving gradually downhill and the trees started to thin. When it flattened out, they found themselves facing a gently rolling meadow, with barely any cover. The dirt trail was marked clearly and there were low plants and grasses on either side and ahead. The direct sun felt great on Pauline's skin, even as she began to feel a little too warm. She was thankful for the occasional gust of breeze. Turning her head, she could see Craig was already glistening with small beads of sweat. Subconsciously she walked closer to him, sniffing the air for his scent.

Out of nowhere a low whirring sound broke the still nature sounds. "What the?" said Craig. He was scanning the horizon to their left, and then pointed at something in the sky. Within seconds, a small hobby-sized drone came flying over them in a big arc. It came to a pause on their right, hovering in the air, and then descended in front of them. It was almost close enough to touch, though a metre or two too high to reach. They had clearly been spotted by whoever was controlling the drone. Pauline laughed and waved at it. There was nothing else to do. Craig followed her lead, waved and smiled at the drone and let out a "Woo!"

The drone didn't leave. It made small slow circles above them, watching them from all angles. "This is ridiculous," Craig said. "What do we do?"

"Race you to the bend in the trail!" Pauline shouted, already running ahead. Five seconds later she slowed slightly and turned her head to see Craig and Susan running after her. She put her head down and sprinted as fast as she could. The air teased her bare skin with every stride. A feeling of true, raw, natural, playful freedom rushed through her whole body. She came to the bend first and kept running, loving that feeling. Now she aimed for a second bend up ahead, barely hearing Susan shout behind her to wait up. She must have been running for two minutes straight when she rounded the second bend at speed to find she had reached a junction with a country road. Pauline stopped suddenly by the side of the road, leaning over a bit to catch her breath. She saw a car driving away that must have passed the junction seconds before she spilled out to it. That driver had just missed a nice view.

As Pauline took her water bottle out of her bag, Craig and Susan came jogging round the bend, Craig's penis flapping with each step. Seeing her, they stopped. "You're fast," Craig panted. "Did we lose the drone?"

All three of them scanned the sky in all directions. They couldn't see it. "I think so," said Pauline. She sat down cross legged on the asphalt shoulder of the road, drinking her water. The smooth hot surface felt great against her butt. She glanced up to see Craig and Susan looking at her as they caught their breath and drank as well. She liked them looking at her. Putting one hand on the surface behind her, she leaned back slightly and uncrossed her legs, spreading them wide so that her pussy was more visible. She spilled some water down onto her chest, hoping it didn't look like she did it on purpose. The cold water made her shiver as it found its way down between her breasts and all the way to her vulva. Susan made sure to get some photos of that too.

Pauline glanced down at herself and saw her pussy was gaping and wet, and not just from the spilled water. She looked up again and saw Craig's penis twitching as he stood facing her, just a metre away. She ached to feel that big dark dick inside her, and wondered if Susan would allow that at any point today. She really wasn't sure. Susan was hard to read. She seemed like she enjoyed teasing but was maybe less into actually deviant behaviour herself.

Pauline's thoughts were interrupted by a horn. None of them had noticed a car approaching, but the driver had certainly noticed them. Pauline stood up, waved and smiled as the car came up beside them, slowing as it came close. The sole person in the car looked to be a man in his forties. He got a good look, but didn't stop. "Nice tits!" the driver shouted as he passed. "Thanks!" Pauline responded, still waving. Craig looked embarrassed, and was covering himself with his hands again, despite Susan's no-covering-up rule. Susan looked amused.

When the car was out of sight, they continued walking, along the side of the road. "Did you enjoy that?" Susan asked Pauline.

"I really did," Pauline responded cheerily. "It's fun to get a rise out of random people like that. You should try it."

"I don't know," Susan said, biting her nails. "I don't think it's really for me."

"Come on, Susan," Craig said. "What have you got to lose?"

"My dignity, for one," Susan responded. "Besides, who are you to talk? You're still covering up the moment someone's looking."

"I don't think that guy wanted to see my penis," he laughed.

"You don't know that," she replied.

"You have a very nice penis," Pauline said without thinking. Then regretted it when both Susan and Craig stared at her. "That's not the point," Pauline tried to change the subject. Something told her that Susan did actually want to get naked, but was afraid. "I dare you," Pauline said.

"What?" asked Susan, looking incredulous.

"I dare you to strip completely nude until after the next car passes," Pauline said simply.

"Do you think we're in sixth form?" Susan asked.

Pauline smiled at her sweetly. "You know what? Never mind. I'm not forcing you to do anything."

They walked silently for a few moments. There was no one else around. Then, without another word, Susan handed Pauline's phone to Craig. She put down her bag, quickly pulled her tight red tank top over her head, again revealing her small, perfect breasts. Then she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her red yoga pants, looking nervously up and down the road. Seeing nobody else, she pulled the yoga pants and then her black panties down to her ankles, before realizing she wouldn't be able to get them off over her hiking shoes. Visibly shaking, she sat down on the side of the road and started untying her shoes. Pauline and Craig watched from above, catching glimpses of her bright orange trimmed landing strip as she struggled out of the shoes and socks and finally got herself free of the yoga pants and panties. Pauline gave her a hand and Susan stood up, still shaking. She looked up and down the road gingerly, one hand covering her crotch and the other arm across her chest.

"You see?" said Craig. "It's instinctive to cover yourself up. Society with its norms."

"One car. I'm just doing this until one car passes," said Susan, visibly forcing herself to stop covering up with her hands.

"Looking good, Babe!" said Craig, framing her with Pauline's phone for some photos. "Let's get the two of you standing together." He gestured for Pauline to stand beside Susan, and she complied, posing for Rick. She put her arm around Susan's waist.

"Enough with the photos!" said Susan, waving her arm at the phone. Craig complied, and brought the phone down to his side.

There were still no cars. "Let's keep walking," Pauline suggested.

"I'm not walking without my shoes," Susan said.

"So put them back on," Pauline shrugged. Susan hesitated, but still seeing no cars, she agreed. She bent over to pull her socks back on and struggled into her shoes. Pauline watched from behind and got a nice view of her thin, pale ass. Now back in her shoes, Susan tried to shove her clothes into her bag, but they wouldn't fit with Craig's bulky clothes already there. Pauline saw her struggling, and offered her own bag as a solution. Susan agreed and soon they were walking again, now all three nude.

"I guess this does feel nice," Susan conceded. They walked and talked about the joys of sun and wind on body parts that don't normally feel them. Just when Susan seemed to be getting more comfortable, a car appeared in the distance.

"Car!" Craig shouted.

"Forget it. Give me back my clothes," Susan said in a panic, reaching for Pauline's bag.

"No way!" Pauline laughed, picking up the pace to stay out of reach.

Susan followed her and soon they were both running along the side of the road, towards the oncoming car. When the car got closer, Pauline stopped briefly and turned around to see Susan still running several metres behind her, and Craig bringing up the rear. Before Susan could catch up, Pauline turned back towards the car and started running again. Now the car was only ten metres ahead and the driver had clearly noticed them. He had slowed his pace and was flashing his headlights. Pauline, still running, waved to the driver and saw him wave back as he drove past. Then Pauline stopped running again, to turn and see Susan and Craig running and waving as well as the car slowly rolled past them and then sped up again. She waited until Susan and Craig caught up.

When they caught up, Susan, huffing and puffing, said, "give me back my clothes!" But Pauline could see that she was laughing as she said it.

"How was that, Susan?" Pauline asked, putting her bag down and opening it up. "Was it good for you?"

"Exhilarating!" Susan admitted.

"Are you sure you want to get dressed?" Pauline asked, digging Susan's clothes out of her bag. She held them out to Susan, watching her.

Susan's facial expression changed a few times. She was thinking. She didn't reach out to grab her clothes. Instead, she said, "Let's keep going."

Pauline stuffed Susan's clothes back in her bag and they continued walking. Soon they reached a fork in the road. Susan pulled out her phone to consult the map of their hike. "This way," she said. "It looks like there's a stream not far from here. I wonder if it's good to swim."

"It's so hot," Craig said. "I'd love a dip. Even in cold water."

They followed Susan down the road and gradually began to hear flowing water. When it started to get loud, Susan turned off the road and led them through some trees. Their shoes crunching leaves in the grass was the only sound aside from the water. Down a short incline they found the stream. Some small rapids were the source of the sound, but there were long stretches of calm stream, partially shaded by the trees. The water looked clear and inviting.

Craig dropped his things and had his shoes off first. He gingerly stepped into the water, testing the ground. "It's cold, but the footing's alright," he said. "Bit of a drop off here." He was now thigh-deep in the water, shivering just a little with the temperature change. He turned to face the women, his flaccid penis visibly shrinking from the cold as it bobbed in and out of the water. "Are you coming?" he asked.

"I don't know, it looks cold," Susan said with a frown.

"Come on. We'll keep you warm," said Pauline, dropping her bag beside Craig's and getting out of her shoes. She stepped carefully to the water, jumping back a little when she felt how cold it was. Normally she would never get in water this cold, but Craig's glistening muscles beckoned her on. She watched him as she waded in. He was already close to the middle of the small stream, treading water. Pauline missed a step and found herself plunging quickly into waist-deep water. Shivering, she decided to lunge forward and start to swim, making her way towards Craig. Reaching him, she was tempted to grab onto him for warmth, but thought better of it. Instead, she turned to see Susan who was now dipping her toes in at the edge.

Craig splashed past Pauline towards Susan, and Pauline watched him climb out to where Susan stood, his dark wet muscular limbs and butt shining in the sunlight. He scooped Susan up in his big arms, and took a few steps back, dunking them both into the water. Susan shrieked and swam quickly towards Pauline. Reaching her, she threw her arms around Pauline's waist from behind and hugged her close for warmth.

Pauline could feel Susan shivering and the hard nipples pushing against her back. She swam the two of them back towards the shore, just far enough so she could stand. Susan, still shivering and pressing against her from behind, moved her hands up and cupped Pauline's breasts, squeezing them. She wrapped her legs around Pauline's and kissed her hair. Now standing, with her arms free, Pauline moved her own hair out of Susan's way and moaned as Susan planted more kisses on her neck. Closing her eyes with the pleasure of the moment, Pauline realized she had lost track of Craig when she felt another, muscular arm around her waist. She opened her eyes and turned her head to see that Craig was standing beside them, hugging them both close together with his big arms, his face buried in Susan's neck. Pauline tilted herself towards Craig, trying to touch more of her body to his. She could feel something press against the side of her thigh, that must have been his penis. She wondered what Susan and Craig were ok with. Wondered if they had discussed anything between them before they showed up this morning.

Pauline raised her left hand and reached behind herself, finding Susan's hair and playing with it. Then she turned her head and pulled Susan's head towards hers, turning her whole body just enough so that she could reach Susan's lips with her own. She pecked her playfully on the mouth and Susan responded instantly by nibbling Pauline's lower lip. Susan released her grip on Pauline's right breast, and ran her fingers down the side of Pauline's body to her thigh. There Susan found Craig's still-flaccid penis and Pauline could feel Susan cupping it and pressing it against Pauline's thigh. Craig moaned. His arm around Pauline's waist tightened almost too much for her to breathe.

Pauline moved her hands to Craig's arm, pulling it slightly to indicate that he should loosen his grip. He dropped his arm away from her, and Pauline turned her whole body around so that now the three of them were standing in neck-deep water, facing each other in a small triangle. She saw Craig kiss Susan hard on the mouth, and then Susan turned to kiss Pauline similarly, pushing her tongue between Pauline's lips. When she released the kiss and backed off, all three of them looked at each other expectantly. Pauline watched Susan for guidance, and assumed Craig did as well. Knowingly or not, Susan kept her expression blank for several seconds before she looked straight at Pauline and nodded suggestively in Craig's direction. When they still hesitated, Susan turned to Craig and broke the silence. "Well, go on. It's only fair."

Craig looked at Pauline hesitantly, looking away briefly and blushing when their eyes met. Then he moved closer and planted a chaste closed-mouth kiss on her lips. Pauline put her hands around Craig's broad neck and held his mouth to hers, kissing him back softly twice, then nibbling at his lower lip like Susan had done to her. She turned her head to check with Susan, and saw only a sweet smile. Then Pauline turned back to Craig and kissed him again, this time moving her hands down to his muscular shoulders. Under the water, Craig's big hands grabbed Pauline around the waist and pulled her towards him. Their chests touched and she felt one of his big soft hands glide down to her butt, one finger running along her butt crack and the others splayed, caressing her cheeks. He pulled her towards him again, and she could feel his penis, loose in the water, squish against her lower stomach.

"I'm freezing," Susan said. "Follow me." Pauline and Craig released each other and followed Susan, who was soon wading her way carefully out of the water and back up the grass towards their bags. Her tiny white butt shone like white stones in the sun. When she turned, her large nipples were hard and red, matching her long wet orange hair and the landing strip between her legs. When Pauline reached the shore, Susan was already lying on her back in the short grass, her wet hair splayed out around her head in a chaotic storm, her knees up and slightly parted. She was lying parallel to the shore, so her raised thigh obscured the view of her crotch. She was watching Pauline and Craig approach, with a nervous, excited look on her face.

When Pauline got closer, Susan reached up a hand. Pauline took it, and Susan tugged at her. Pauline lay down on her side, facing Susan, the grass tickling her goose-bumped skin. She propped herself up on an elbow so they could see each other's faces.

"I've never been with a woman," Susan said softly, playing a hand through Pauline's hair. "Have you?"

"Only once, recently," Pauline responded, laying her free arm gently across Susan's upper belly. Craig came into view. He had walked around to Susan's other side and was laying down close beside her. His penis, still shrunk from the cold water, was twitching.

"Did you like it?" Susan asked.

Pauline wasn't sure how to answer. "It was kind of on a dare. It was different. Surprising. I enjoyed the challenge of it. How it pushed my boundaries."

"I know you like pushing boundaries," Susan said. "Do you want to push mine?"

In answer, Pauline leaned in and kissed Susan softly, flicking her tongue against Susan's. She moved her hand slowly, brushing her fingertips gently across Susan's belly and up to first one breast and then the other, playing around them but avoiding the nipples. Susan moved a hand to the side of Pauline's face, playing with her hair and lightly stroking her ear.

Pauline slowly pulled away from the kiss and lay down flat on her back. She could see Craig lying on his side, pressing his body against Susan. Pauline grabbed Susan's hand and gave her a tug. "Come here," she said.

Susan turned and followed as Pauline directed her to lie on top of her. Susan's bony limbs pressed against Pauline's softer ones as she maneuvered into place. Now face to face, with Susan on top, they kissed again. Pauline glanced over at Craig, who hadn't moved. He was watching them intently. His penis was slowly growing, and he touched it now and then.

Pauline looked back at Susan, who still seemed unsure what to do. "Sit up, straddling me," Pauline said. Susan complied, with a nervous smile. She pulled her wet orange hair out of her face and off of her small, perky breasts. Pauline looked her up and down, noticing tiny freckles on her torso and chest.

"Yes," Susan said. "Tell me what to do."

"Play with my breasts," Pauline said. Susan complied, gently stroking Pauline's breasts on the bottoms and sides in slow circular motions. Every few circles she lightly brushed a finger or two across Pauline's hard nipples.

Susan looked at Craig and smiled. "Do we want to get some photos of this? For Rick, I mean."

"Or video," Pauline suggested.

"Or video," Susan agreed.

Silently, Craig got up and walked over to their stuff to grab Pauline's phone, his huge penis sticking straight out in front of him.

Pauline reached up and played with Susan's breasts as Susan continued playing with hers.

They were interrupted by Craig saying, "you need to unlock it."

He stood above Pauline, his enormous penis dark against the bright sky, handing her her phone. She unlocked it and handed it back.

"Now what do I do?" asked Susan, in a faux innocent voice.

"Kiss my neck," Pauline said and Susan complied, pecking and licking playfully, her hair brushing across Pauline's chest.

"Now kiss my breasts," Pauline instructed. Susan scootched her butt a little further down Pauline's thighs and kissed her breast gently, above and below the nipples, and to the sides of them, first one and then the other.

"Suck on my nipple," Pauline said. Susan first licked at Pauline's hard right nipple, and then latched on, sucking. Her right hand played with Pauline's left breast.

"Mmmm," Pauline moaned. "Now kiss my stomach."

"As you wish," said Susan. She moved her butt further down Pauline's legs and planted kiss after kiss on Pauline's flat stomach, first at the top, then slowly moving down one side and then the other. Pauline squirmed a little when she licked her belly button. Then, without prompting, Susan slowly licked a line downwards from there to her panty line.

"How am I doing?" Susan asked.

"Don't stop," Pauline said, spreading her legs a little.

Susan licked again slowly, from where she had left off, continuing lower, lower, until she stopped just short of Pauline's clit. Pauline raised her knees slowly and thrust her pelvis upwards to Susan's face. She reached down and grabbed Susan's head with both hands, pushing it down, forcing Susan's mouth onto her vulva. Susan didn't resist. She kissed Pauline there and then gently probed her wet labia with her tongue.

Pauline spread her legs wider and Susan licked and teased her clit with her tongue. Susan was now on her elbows and knees, with her ass raised in the air. Pauline could see Craig standing behind Pauline, filming everything with one hand while his other stroked his cock.

"Can Craig join us?" Pauline asked. Susan nodded and said, "mmhmm," without raising her face from Pauline's pussy.

Without a word, Craig approached Susan from behind. He knelt down and, still filming, moved a hand to Susan's crotch from behind. Within seconds, he had his penis inside her and was thrusting slowly, back and forth.

Pauline, enjoying everything, still wondered how Craig's penis would feel inside her. It was the largest she had ever seen. Would they allow her to find out, or was that a bridge too far? She didn't dare to ask, in case it got awkward and ruined everything. They still had some hiking to do and a long drive back. Every time she glanced at Craig's face, he was staring at hers and then quickly looked away. That just turned her on more, and soon Pauline was moaning as the tension built inside her. "Don't stop," she said to Susan. "Put a finger inside me." Susan thrust one finger into Pauline's gaping, dripping pussy, keeping it shallow and rubbing in just the right places. "Yes!" Pauline said. "Right there. Don't stop!" Unlike a man, who might try to press harder or move faster or further at this point, Susan knew to keep things steady. Soon Pauline was crying out as her orgasm built and exploded. She could feel her pussy pulsing, tugging on Susan's finger.

Susan seemed to know instinctively just the right moment to ease back and stop working Pauline's spent clit. She moved her face out of position, and leaned back a little towards Craig, on her one hand and knees. She licked her finger clean and her lips, her face in ecstasy as Craig continued pounding her from behind. Suddenly Craig started thrusting faster and moaning hard as his own orgasm came on. He repeatedly shut his eyes, grunted and whimpered, but when he opened his eyes, he was looking right at Pauline's, this time not looking away when their eyes locked.

When Craig was done, Susan pulled away from him and gave Pauline a mischievous look. "Want to help me get him cleaned up?" she asked.

Without another word, Craig lay down in the grass, his big dick flopping back on his abs, dripping with his own and Susan's juices. Susan knelt to his left and gave his penis a lick, then took Pauline's hand and motioned for her to do the same on the other side. Pauline mirrored Susan's movements, and licked Craig's penis from the right, first hesitantly, then playfully, licking up Craig's cum and Susan's wetness all along his softening shaft. Craig put one hand on Susan's head and the other softly on Pauline's, stroking her hair.

"I think I'm clean," said Craig. "But we can't leave Susan hanging."

Pauline got up and motioned for Susan to lie down. "Let me return the favour," she said, kissing Susan on the lips. Again she tasted cum. Then she licked Susan down her neck, and sucked on her nipples a little. Susan took Pauline's head in her hands and pushed it down towards her crotch. Pauline found Susan's pussy gaping and dripping, and happily lapped up the combination of Susan's wetness and Craig's cum, as she tickled and teased Susan's labia and clit. She pulled Susan's labia open with her hands and thrust first one and then two fingers inside her as she sucked up as much cum as she could, licking her fingers periodically. She moved slowly, letting Susan's tension build and build. Every time Susan started to moan, she backed off. She didn't want Susan to finish too soon, and Susan for her part seemed in no rush.

Pauline thought about Craig watching them. With her face deep in Susan's crotch, she couldn't see him, but she hoped he was behind her, enjoying the view. She arched her back and kept her legs wide, trying to keep her ass high and her pussy in full view. Once in a while she removed the fingers from Susan and stroked her own pussy or pulled it open.

"Wow," she heard Craig say at one point.

"Craig," Susan said between moans. "Do you want to do to Pauline what you did to me?"

"Ummm, uhhh," he said. Maybe worried about sounding too eager. "If it's ok with both of you."

Pauline pulled her face away long enough to say, "uh huh." Again she reached down to hold her own pussy wide open.

"Do it," said Susan. "Do her while she does me."

Pauline was already back to work on Susan when she felt Craig's hot thighs slap against her own. She then felt his hand and his penis against her pussy. He seemed to be struggling to get it inside her. It must not be hard again yet. She reached back between her legs and her hand found his penis. Grabbing it, she squeezed and pulled, feeling it pulse and grow in her hand as she kept working Susan's clit with her tongue.

Craig pulled back and out of Pauline's hand, and then he was inside her, the largest penis she had ever seen let alone felt. She moaned hard. It was almost painful how large he was, but she was too excited to care. She rocked her hips, meeting every slow thrust, trying not to lose concentration on Susan's pleasure.

Now Pauline stopped holding back with Susan. She licked her clit relentlessly, moving her two fingers inside her as Susan had for Pauline earlier. She tried to mimic Susan's earlier motions as best she could. Moans were coming from all three of them and Craig started moving faster, harder. A few thrusts actually did hurt, but Pauline kept meeting his thrusts, adjusting the angle as best she could to minimize the pain. The pleasure overcame it anyway. She could feel Susan start to shiver and shake with delight and knew her orgasm was coming soon. She wondered if Craig would come inside her or pull out. It didn't matter. She was on the pill and he was probably clean. She wondered if she would come again herself. She didn't normally orgasm twice in one session, or without direct clitoral stimulation. But the whole situation was so intense.

Susan again put her hand on Pauline's head, but this time she was pushing down, with force, burying Pauline's face in her crotch as she rocked her hips against it. "Yes," said Susan. "Mmmm yes! Come on Craig, fuck her hard."

"Should I pull out?" asked Craig from behind Pauline.

Susan released Pauline's head enough for her to lean back a bit. "No need," the two women said simultaneously. Susan slammed Pauline's face back into place and Pauline again went to town on her clit. Craig's thrusts were coming faster now, and Pauline could feel him pushing her whole body forwards, which in turn was pushing Susan. Craig started grunting loudly with the exertion, and Susan's moans and shivers grew until she cried out. This sent Pauline to the edge herself and she whimpered, her face still buried in Susan, her pussy pulsing and aching around Craig's gigantic dick. At the same time, Craig moaned, pushing hard against Pauline as his dick throbbed inside her. Pauline moved off of Susan and lay chest-down in the grass, aching but glowing. Susan crawled down to lay beside her to her left, and Craig collapsed to her right, each one with an arm around her. They lay still, each gasping for air for a full two minutes.

* * * * * *

Susan broke the silence. "OK," she said. "I think I see the appeal of these challenges." They all laughed.

"We should probably keep walking," said Pauline, standing up. "I think we're only about halfway through the route."

"I need to rinse off first," said Craig. All three of them headed back into the cold water, this time only as deep as their waists to clean themselves up. When they got back to their bags, Susan pulled out the small hand towel so they could dry their feet before getting back into their shoes. Nobody even suggested getting dressed again, not even Susan.

"Lovely day for a dip, isn't it?" they heard an unfamiliar female voice. They looked back towards the road and saw a couple approaching them. They were thin, good looking, maybe in their early 20s. They each had mischievous grins.

Pauline expected Susan and Craig to try to cover up, but instead, they waved and smiled. Susan even walked towards them, her butt still glistening from the water.

"The water's nice," Susan said. "A tad cold. You might need to keep each other warm."

"Sounds good to me," said the guy. He was already pulling off his shirt as the two of them walked right past Susan and found a spot under a different tree.

Pauline, Craig and Susan grabbed their own bags and started walking back towards the road. Pauline looking over at the couple every few steps. They were down to their underwear and looked like they were negotiating. It looked like the guy wanted to skinny-dip and the girl was unconvinced. They kept glancing back towards the other group as they talked.

"You two enjoy," Pauline shouted. "We're out of here."

They made their way back to the road and shared some snacks as Susan checked the map. "It looks like we're almost done with the road section. Then there's another path through the woods. I guess we'll be back at the car in about 40 minutes."

They made it down the road section without meeting another person or car. When they saw the trail marker instructing them to turn left, Pauline and Craig turned immediately and walked several steps before they noticed that Susan wasn't with them. They turned around and saw her still standing on the side of the road.

"Just one more car," Susan said.

Pauline laughed. "And so it begins. I knew you had an exhibitionist side."

"You mean an exhibitionist streak?" Susan laughed, spinning around and caressing her own body suggestively.

Pauline and Craig walked back to Susan's position. They waited some time until another car was visible on the horizon.

"Finally! Quick, dare me to do something," Susan said.

"Uhh, ummm," Pauline couldn't think of anything on the spot.

"Stop the car and ask the driver to take some photos of us," said Craig.

"Good idea," said Pauline. "I need one by the trail sign." Pauline and Craig waited beside the trail marker, just off the road. Susan was a few metres away, standing on the edge of the road. As the car got close, they saw her step gingerly towards and then in front of it, waving with both arms. The car slowed and stopped. Pauline saw two matronly-looking middle aged women in the front seat.

"Hello? You are ok?" the driver asked, with a thick French accent. She sounded concerned.

"Yes, we're alright. Having a bit of fun," Susan said, standing by the driver's window. "We were wondering if one of you could please take a photo of us." She moved aside a bit and gestured towards Pauline and Craig behind her. They waved and saw both women in the car laugh. Clearly they hadn't noticed them before.

The passenger opened her door. "I'll do it. No problem." She stepped out and walked towards Pauline, still laughing. After a slight hesitation, the driver got out too and followed, also laughing.

Pauline handed the passenger her phone and instructed her to get a nice photo of the three of them standing beside the trail marker, all three facing the camera, Craig in the middle, with their arms around each other. Then she got one of just Pauline with the trail marker. The driver asked if it was ok to take photos with her own phone and they all agreed. She took several of the group together and individually. All three were happy to pose for her in simple non-suggestive poses.

"OK. Thank you, merci!" said Pauline.

"OK. Thank you!" laughed the driver, and the two women walked back to their car. "Les Anglais sont fous," she said to her passenger as they got into the car. Everyone waved as they drove off.

"Right," said Susan. "Let's get back to our car."

The rest of the walk was relatively uneventful. The trail left the road and wound into the woods and slightly uphill. They ate packed sandwiches and fruit as they went. The conversation between them became comfortable and mundane, and Pauline realized that they weren't even much aware of being nude anymore, except briefly when other people appeared. They eventually passed a couple walking the other way, and then later a woman by herself, but in both cases they just smiled and nodded and moved on. This normalness of their nudity was also a new experience for Pauline, and she liked it. It wasn't thrilling. It was comfortable.

When the parking lot appeared ahead, Craig stopped walking and asked Susan for his clothes.

"Well that wouldn't be fair," Susan said, still walking. "Pauline's are in the boot. We can't get dressed before she does."

"I suppose not," said Craig, following her.

They reached the parking lot. There were several cars parked. Several people were visible loading or unloading their cars at the far end of the lot. If they happened to look their way, they would notice, but they seemed busy. Pauline and Susan didn't miss a beat, they just walked straight to the car as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

Susan found the fob in her bag, unlocked the car and opened the trunk. Pauline reached in for her clothes, but then changed her mind. "You said you can't get dressed before I do," she said. "Suppose I don't get dressed before London."

"Kinky!" said Susan, poking Pauline in the ribs.

"You want me to drive all the way back to London completely nude?" Craig asked. He looked nervous again.

"Would you prefer I drive?" Susan asked, putting her bag with Craig's clothes into the trunk and closing it.

"Actually, yes," Craig said. "That way I can at least sit in the back and be less likely to get arrested."

They placed towels and blankets on the seats and all piled in: Susan driving with Pauline beside her, Craig behind Susan. Susan started the car and rolled down the windows. Instead of taking the fastest route out of the lot, she purposely drove slowly past the people unloading their cars. She waved to them as she went. It wasn't clear whether they noticed anything.

"OK, no funny stuff while I'm driving," Susan said as she got back on the main road. "I have to concentrate."

Again it was about a 90 minute drive back to London, mostly without incident. There were a few times when people in other cars seemed to notice something, honking or waving. In each case Susan and Pauline waved back, sitting up to make their breasts more visible.

It was around 3pm when they reached the outskirts of London. Pauline was texting with Maxine. She barely told her any of the story before she came up with an idea. She suggested that Maxine come meet her at Pauline's place for a full debriefing, making no mention that all three of them were still nude. She also failed to mention to Craig or Susan that Maxine was coming. So when they turned onto Pauline's street and approached her building, everyone except Pauline was surprised.

"Isn't that...?" Susan said.

"Oh my God," said Craig in the back seat. But Susan didn't hesitate. She parked the car right beside where Maxine was standing and rolled all the windows down all the way.

Pauline immediately threw the passenger door open and practically jumped into Maxine's arms. "Max!" she exclaimed. "It was so much fun."

"Paul, you're still nude. Your neighbours!" Maxine said. It took her a few seconds to notice that Pauline wasn't the only one nude. "Oh my God," she said, almost exactly as Craig had moments earlier.

Craig and Susan waved sheepishly from the car.

"Umm," Pauline said, looking around, starting to notice how many of her neighbours were noticing her. Not many were about, but she certainly caught a couple of glances. "My clothes are still in the boot."

"So are mine!" said Craig.

Susan popped the trunk and Pauline extracted her clothes. She figured it was probably not a good idea to go all the way upstairs without getting dressed. Skipping the underwear, she quickly threw her loose black sweatshirt on and zipped it up. She tried to step into the matching bottoms without removing her shoes, but it was no good. "You know what?" she said to herself. "I can get to the flat like this." She tugged down at the bottom of the sweatshirt so it (barely) covered her ass.

"Craig," Susan called from the open window of the car, loud enough for Pauline and Maxine to hear. "I'm not your chauffeur. Come join me up front."

"Right," said Craig. "Pauline, would you kindly hand me my clothes?"

"Oh, where's the fun in that?" Susan asked.

Craig didn't budge.

"Come join me as you are and I'll make it worth your while," Susan said suggestively.

Pauline grabbed the rest of her things and closed the trunk. She walked over to Maxine, who turned towards Pauline's building, but Pauline told her to hold up. She turned back and they both faced the car as the far back door opened. Craig jumped out quickly into the middle of the street and ran around the back of the car to the passenger side. His flaccid penis swayed with every step. Maxine, not one to easily embarrass, covered her face at the sight of her brother's nudity. Craig opened the front passenger door and jumped in as quickly as he could, slamming the door after himself.

"There. Are you happy?" Craig asked. Soon they were all giggling.

"You left the rear door open," Susan laughed. Pauline moved to go close it, but before she got there, Susan had opened the driver's door, stepped out, and closed it herself. "Thanks for a memorable time, Pauline," Susan said with a smile and a wave. She stood nude in the middle of the street for a moment, looking around, clearly titillated by her own public exposure. Then she got back in the car and drove off.

"Come on," Maxine giggled. "Let's get you upstairs before the police arrive." They walked up the path to the entranceway, Pauline's sweatshirt barely covering her assets. An elderly couple that Pauline recognized by face but not by name stood by the door with their walking sticks. They had probably seen everything.

"Good afternoon," Pauline said as if it were the most normal situation amongst neighbours.

"Aye, that it is," said the man.

"Come, Alistair," said the woman. "Show's over. Let's walk."