Chapter 11: Here Goes Nothing

It was 5:30am, Sunday morning, and Susan had just quietly masturbated herself into a lovely orgasm. She had woken up early for some reason and was already starting to feel the excitement and fear of what the day was going to bring. Moments of fear and tension like this had often made Susan Flynn feel very horny and for various reasons she was feeling even hornier on this particular occasion.

Part of that horny/erotic feeling had come from all the naked people she had seen the day before at Blanke Schande College and Cedarcrest. Susan still hadn’t quite come to terms with the fact that she was soon going to be totally naked in public herself but she was warming up to the idea and was now even starting to look forward to the whole thing and what new experiences her week of Nudism might bring.

Another component of her current feelings of eroticism had come from a dream she had just had. In that dream she was laying naked on the ground while a giant penis rubbed itself up and down her body. Every now and then a face seemed to appear on the knob of that large penis but it was always too indistinct to make out. However, even in Susan’s dreamy world of ‘fuzzy-logic’ something told her that she knew exactly who that face belonged to.

As the dream progressed Susan didn’t have time to dwell on the face’s identity. That giant penis soon began to grow from a pleasant flaccid state to that of a full sized erection. The feeling of the giant, engorged knob moving over her skin was electric. Soon that whole erect penis found its way down between Susan’s legs. The sensation of that penis finding her vagina and rubbing hard into her clitoris was breath taking.

Susan suddenly woke up in the middle of that dream only to find her own hand down between her legs and fingering herself furiously under her panties. As soon as Susan realized what she was doing she slowed her masturbatory rhythm right down and relaxed into the climax that was steadily building up between her legs. She pulled her knees up hard under the sheets as her hand danced between her clitoris, pussy lips and vaginal opening. When she finally ‘came’ her whole body clenched up into a ball as the waves of pleasure pulsed several times right through her lower abdomen. At the same time Susan’s lips exhaled several involuntary gasps and moans as those feelings of pleasure produced all sorts of psychedelic imagery deep within her brain.

It was right in the middle of one those involuntary moans that Susan heard a voice. It was a voice calling her name from somewhere inside the bedroom. In the dark Susan could see a shadowy figure standing just inside the doorway of her room. That shadowy figure was not only just inside the doorway but that figure was also about to turn the light on. Before Susan’s mind could properly process this intrusion into her moment of extreme pleasure her sexual fantasies were exploded into a million pieces as the room was instantly bathed in light from the ceiling light-fitting.

Susan’s step-brother was standing just to the left of Susan’s bed with his hand still on the light switch. He looked down onto the bed to see a large ball of female flesh curled up under the bedclothes with a little embarrassed face sticking out at the top still expressing gasps of pleasure from the abating orgasm.