Chapter 3

At work on the Friday Mr. Whitelock called Angie into his office and told her that he’d already had 3 phone calls from young women who had seen the story in newspapers and were wanting him to get their convictions for public indecency overturned. He also suggested that Angie look at the newspapers, local and national, because there were a few stories of young women who had decided to test the law on female nudity in public.

After Mr. Whitelock had said that he added,

“So there’s no reason why you can’t come to work naked Angie. The local police had arrested a young woman then had to let her go and were now being sued for wrongful arrest.”

“Mr. Whitelock,” Angie replied, “I’m sorry if I have given you the impression that I want to come to work naked because I don’t, I could never go out in public without being properly covered.”

“Angie, there is no longer any such thing as ‘properly covered’ for women, apart from where protective clothing is required because of the job that the woman is doing, and your job requires no such clothing.”

“Oh, so are you telling me that you expect me to come to work naked Mr. Whitelock?”

“No Angie, no employer can require a woman to be naked, it would entirely be the woman’s choice and all I am saying is that it is okay with me if you chose to come to work naked.”

“Okay Mr. Whitelock, duly noted, thank you, I think.”

Angie went back to her desk and started browsing the newspaper websites and she did confirm that a local woman had indeed been arrested for going to her local shop totally naked. After spending a night in a police cell they had let her go with an apology but the woman wasn’t satisfied and had decided to sue the police for wrongful arrest. Unfortunately she had contacted a different lawyer and not Mr. Whitelock but that lawyer had contacted Mr. Whitelock for some information.

The newspaper article didn’t name the woman so Angie sent a text message to Lucy Waterman asking her if that woman was her. A few minutes later she got a text message back saying that it wasn’t her, that she’d now read the article and that they should meet up soon to plan a naked adventure in the city centre.

Angie was both disappointed and happy. The part of her brain that wanted her to run around all the time totally naked was happy but another part of her brain was disappointed that she no longer had an excuse for not being naked in public.

The Friday evening came quickly and Angie was so nervous and so excited.

“So are you coming to the party like that Angie?” Matt asked when they were all sat eating their evening meals in the lounge.

“I don’t know.” Angie lied, “It will be so embarrassing.”

“You’ll be fine Angie,” Eva said, “five minutes after you’ve got there you’ll have forgotten that you’ve naked.”

“You could always strip and be there for moral support Eva.” Matt suggested.

“No going to happen mate.” Eva replied.

“You’ll be fine Angie,” Justin added, “we’ll be there looking after you. If you have a panic attack or something we’ll hold your hand and get you out of there. Or hold your legs wide open so that everyone can see what you’ve been showing us this week.”

“I haven’t been sitting with my legs wide open, have I?”

“You may as well have been some times Angie,” Eva said, “we all know how much you’ve been leaking.”

“Oh my gawd, sorry guys.”

“Hey, you’re a girl, girls get excited and leak, that’s life.” Matt said.

“Hey,” Justin said, “the others will be here soon.”

“What others, I thought that we were going to a party not that the party was here.” Angie said with a bit of alarm showing on her face.

“Relax girl, I guess that I forgot to tell you,” Matt said, “I’ve invited a few mates over for some pre-party drinks before we all go to the main party, that’s not a problem for you is it Angie?”

“I, I guess not, I’d better go and get ready.”

“How ready does a naked girl have to get?” Justin asked.

Angie didn’t answer that, she was already leaving to go to the bathroom, she wanted to do her full bathroom routine. Subconsciously wanting her to be as clean and smooth as possible, not that she had any intention of getting intimate with a boy, it’s just that girls like to be prepared just in case.

When Angie came out of the bathroom there was an unknown young man standing there waiting to go in.

“Fucking hell. Matt wasn’t joking. Hi, I’m Zak and I’m really pleased to meet you.”

Angie was a bit shocked, not only, was she not expecting any of Matt’s mates to be there yet, she certainly wasn’t expecting one of them to be stood outside the bathroom.

Angie felt her pussy moisten and her nipples go hard as she managed to say,

“Hi, I’m Angie.”

“Pleased to meet you Angie, sorry, got to go.”

With that Zak rushed into the bathroom and shut the door. Angie had a mild panic attack. Matt’s friends were already there and she was about to walk into the room, totally naked.

Angie dropped her towel and wash bag in her room then very nervously went downstairs. She was as nervous and as wet as when she walked into the lounge that last Monday evening. Matt saw her arrive, decided to take the bull by the horns and went over to her.

“You okay?” Matt asked.

“I, I, I don’t know.”

Before Angie could say anything else, Matt took her hand, turned her to face the room and shouted,

“HEY GUYS, SHUT THE FUCK UP FOR A MINUTE.”

When things were quiet he continued,

“Guys, for those of you who haven’t met her before this is Angie. Angie needs a lot of credit for the cops no longer being able to arrest a girl for being naked in public. She’s decided to try it out herself so please be kind to her and keep your grubby hands off her unless she asks you to maul her, okay?”

There was silence for a minute then all the guys there wanted to talk to Angie.

Angie didn’t really have time to think as the questions were fired at her, which was probably a good thing as she didn’t have the time to think about her being naked and embarrassed. The questions were all the ones that you would expect and Angie answered them honestly, even the ones about her getting aroused by being in that situation.

Angie also got a few offers to help her with her arousal, all of which she declined, even from the odd guy that looked as if she wouldn’t mind going on a date with.

It didn’t take long for a drink to appear in Angie’s hand and it didn’t tale long for that drink to be in her stomach, Angie hoping that it would settle her nerves.

After a 10 minute barrage of questions and comments, not only did the questions die down, but so did Angie’s arousal. It didn’t go away but it did reduce from wanting to cum right there and then to her wanting her, or someone else, to touch her clit that was still out from behind its hood and feeling as hard as her nipples were at that moment.

Also, one of the guys who had sat on the sofa offered his seat to her but she declined that offer as well, wanting to stand up where she was surrounded by guys, a lot still looking at her and throwing questions and suggestions at her.

Before she knew it, it was getting dark outside and everyone was leaving to go to the party. Matt or Justin must have told the guys that Angie was going there naked, or they had just assumed that she was, because she felt pressure to move towards the door.

It felt even stranger being outside of the house naked than it had been when she first walked from the bathroom to her room naked. The gentle breeze was tickling parts of her body that had never been exposed outside before and if she stopped to think about it she would have said that did enjoy it. Certainly her nipples felt harder than ever before and so did her clit.

It took seconds to go from the front door out onto the street and Angie’s heart was pounding with trepidation and excitement as she took those first few steps along the street.

The trepidation started to reduce the further away from the house. It was only a couple of hundred metres from house to house but by the time they all got there Angie had started to relax and wander what all the fuss was about.

As they approached the house they saw some others arriving and they stopped outside to watch the naked girl that was followed by around 8 or 9 other people.

“Bloody hell,” one of the staring girls said, “is that you Angie?”

“Hi Mary.” Angie replied.

“Well Angie, I saw your photo in the paper, it was you wasn’t it, but I never imagined that you would strip off and wander around in the buff. What’s it like being like that?”

“Nerve racking at first but I’m amazed at how quickly I’ve got used to it.”

“So don’t you feel all sort of exposed Angie?”

“Of course I do but it’s sort of exhilarating.”

“You mean it makes you horny?”

“That’s another way of describing it.”

“You naughty girl, where do I sign-up?”

“That’s it, it’s not like in America where you have to go to a court house and sign-up to be a permanude for 6 months, 6 years or whatever, here us girls can just strip off whenever and wherever we want, it’s just that we can’t touch our pussies or nipples in public or we can get arrested for lewd behaviour or public indecency.”

Whilst the girls had been talking everyone else had gone inside and when Angie realised that she was out on the street naked with only one girl with her she decided that she’d rather be inside and she led Mary in.

Again, as soon as different guys saw her they wanted to talk to her to find out why she was naked and she had to repeat the same answers over and over. But at least she was getting drink after drink thrust into her hands.

Word about not groping the nude girl must have got out because none of the guys did, which in some way disappointed Angie and for one quick second she thought that none of the guys must fancy her but that soon ended when one cute guy asked the same questions then asked her for a date.

“I’d normally tell you to put your details in my phone Contacts or write your name and number on a piece of paper then I’d put it in my bag but I literally don’t have anything with me.”

“Hang on a sec.” The guy said and off he went. One minute later he was back with a pen asking where he could write his number.

The pen was poised over her left tit and Angie smiled and nodded. As the man wrote Angie thought that it was a strange feeling, strange but exciting. Her nipples had been rock hard since she’d walked into the room full of guys back at her house and lots of guys had been looking at her naked body but this guy had his head really close to her tit whilst he wrote and Angie liked the feeling.

However, other guys had seen the first guy writing his name and number on Angie and soon Angie had about 25 names and numbers written on her body. The alcohol had helped to relax Angie and the names and numbers were written on her tits and all around her pussy, one guy saying,

“You must be enjoying all this attention because you’re all wet,” and Angie couldn’t deny either part of the statements. When another guy who was writing his name on her pubes finished writing he then slid the top end of the pen along the length of her slit from back to front (Angie was stood with her feet about shoulder width apart to allow the guys to write on her inner thighs) and used the pen to flick her clit which had been out from under its hood since back at home.

That flick caused Angie to shudder and moan loud enough for the guys around her to hear.

“Did you just cum Angie?” One guy asked.

It’s very, very rare that Angie lies and this wasn’t one of those times, especially with the amount of alcohol that she had consumed.

“Yes, just a little one.”

“Wow, do you want to cum again?”

“Yes.”

This time the same young man used his fingers to rub her clit and it only took seconds for Angie to have a really intense orgasm. So intense that her legs started to give way. Luckily, another guy behind her managed to get his arms around her and held her up with his hands on her tits which helped to prolong the orgasm.

When Angie got her wits about her again she was embarrassed and she wanted to get away from the guys that were surrounding her. She pushed her way through the group and started heading for the door. Then she saw a friendly face, Eva, who just happened to be talking to her friend Mary.

“Woah there Angie,” Eva said, “where are you going?”

“Home.”

“Why, it’s a great party.”

“Those guy just made me cum.”

“I would have thought that that was a good thing.” Mary said.

“Well yes, but they were all watching me.”

“Angie,” Eva said, “you’re an exhibitionist, I would have thought that being seen cumming was your utopia?”

That sort of stopped Angie in her tracks, she just stood there thinking, yes, she had enjoyed it, it was a long, intense orgasm, a really good one, one that she wanted to repeat over and over.

“Yes, you’re right Eva, it’s just, well it’s the first time like that and I guess that I panicked.”

“Well get back in there,” Eva said, “and let those guys make you cum again. Hey, are you collecting guy’s phone numbers?”

“I guess so, but they’ll all wash off when I have a shower. Thanks Eva.”

With that Angie walked back to where the biggest group of young men were.

“Hi guys.” Angie announced, not that they guys would have missed a naked girl walking towards them.

“Hey Angie, come for some more?” The guy who had touched her clit said. “This nudity lark really is turning you on isn’t it?”

“Yes, but it’s not so much being naked, it’s being seen naked by a whole load of guys.”

“Well maybe we should spread you out on a table and let everyone have a good look at all of you, what do you think guys, should we help Angie get herself off?”

“Only if we can take photos.” One guy said.

“That would be okay wouldn’t it Angie?” The clit touching guy asked.

“I guess so, I don’t suppose it will be long before my picture is all over the internet anyway.”

Some of the guys had already started clearing the kitchen table and the trepid Angie watched them finish the job.

“Come on Angie, get up there and spread them wide.” One of the guys said.

With her heart racing Angie climbed up, lay on her back and spread her legs so wide that her feet were hanging over the sides of the table. She was surrounded by young men all wanting a good look at her pussy and most of them wanted photographs to refresh their memories when they were next wanking.

Angie had closed her eyes just waiting to see what the guys would do to her. She was expecting and hoping that it would be just fingers that groped her pussy and played with her nipples and she wasn’t disappointed. She gasped as the first hand lightly brushed her right nipple then moaned as the fingers squeezed and twisted the nipple.