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Anita

Copyright© 2023 by R.P.A.M.

Chapter 59

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 59 - Anita has had fantasies about public nudity since she was sixteen. She is now twenty-three and finally going to act them out. While doing this, she discovers something about herself that will alter her life.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Coercion   Consensual   Slavery   Lesbian   BiSexual   Fiction   School   DomSub   Humiliation   Spanking   Anal Sex   Exhibitionism   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Petting   Sex Toys   Squirting   Body Modification   Public Sex   Transformation  

When Brad eventually returned, I noticed he wasn’t looking too happy about something. However, he did manage to smile when he accepted my leash back from John.

“Thanks for watching out for her,” he said, winking at John.

“It was my pleasure,” he responded with some fun in his voice.

When Brad looked at me, I noticed he looked a little concerned.

“So? What did that guy want?” I just asked him. I was sure how he felt had something to do with that guy.

He looked at me momentarily but eventually said, “It’s just something stupid.”

It seemed he didn’t want to elaborate, so I urged him on by asking, “What kind of stupid?”

He sighed and answered, “He and his pals want to have fun with you.” By looking at Brad, I knew he was troubled by whatever that guy had asked, so I stared at him, telling him I wanted to know what they wanted. Another deep sigh, and then he told me, “They wanted to know if you would have sex with any of us this evening.”

This surprised me a little, but on the other hand, I should have guessed that some of them would eventually come to the conclusion that a girl running around naked among them would maybe also be prepared to have sex with them.

Probably because I didn’t respond to him immediately, he asked, “Are you thinking about it?”

I smiled at him and answered, “No, not really. To be honest, I wasn’t sure what to expect. I had come to the consensus that I would just decide on the spot if I would do something for them if they asked me. But, no ... I don’t think I would like to have sex with anyone. If I said ‘yes’ to one of them, I would probably have to say ‘yes’ to everyone who asked me. I don’t think that that would be smart of me to do.”

He gave me a sly smile and said, “Well, I had already told him you wouldn’t. And, if they really wanted to know for sure, they would just need to ask you instead, not me. I’m gonna be very honest with you now. While they gave me control over you, I only accepted it because I want to make sure nobody does anything to you that you don’t want. I won’t start ordering you around or anything like that.”

“Thanks! I really appreciate that.”

His smile grew, and he said, “I also like having you in tow like this.”

I couldn’t help but giggle when he said this.

He then looked ahead and said, “We are almost there. Do you still want to climb the watchtower?”

“Yes, I do!”

“Okay, then I’ll drag you along to the top!”

“Drag me along?”

He chuckled and said, “Or maybe you will drag me along. If you are as fit as you say ... and look.”

I smiled at him when I noticed how his eyes went down and back up my body. When we looked at each other, he smiled and winked at me.

It seemed while he was going to protect me, as he said, he was also going to enjoy me being naked with him. He can look as much as he wants and maybe a little more. I don’t know, but I would love a bit of interaction. I for sure didn’t want to have sex, but ... some fondling could be fun.


We walked on, and while we walked towards the watchtower, which base I could now see in the distance, I noticed that the area around the watchtower was built in a little open area.

When we reached it, I looked up and noticed that this tower was impressive. It had to be because I knew this forest had been preserved for a long time, so the trees had grown very tall.

I also noticed that this tower was built differently from most of the towers I knew. It was challenging to be sure from standing at the bottom of it, but I saw that the platform at the top was a little smaller than the bottom. It sure looks like the giant wooden pillars at the four corners only slightly moved towards each other towards the top.

“Hi,” Jimmy said. I looked in the direction I heard him speak and saw him walking towards me.

“Hi, again,” I replied back with a smile.

“I just wanted to ask you,” he said and didn’t wait for me to respond, “Are you going to the picnic area or up the watchtower?”

“The watchtower,” I answered, “I haven’t been here yet and want to see the view from up there.”

“Mind me joining you so I can take a few more pictures?”

“Like I said before, snap away all you want!”

“Thanks. I believe Ronald is going to the picnic area, but I know he is looking forward to the photo shoot later at camp.”

“Do you guys have anything special planned for me?” I wanted to know.

“We talked about it for a moment, but we decided we would just see what we can come up with later. It’s not that we have plenty of options at the campsite, but we will come up with a few things that could be interesting.”

“Okay, just tell him I’m also looking forward to it.”

“Shall do,” Jimmy said, sounding happy.

When he walked towards Ronald, Brad said to the group, “So, Anita and I are going up the watchtower; whoever wants to join us, just follow us. The others can walk on towards the picnic area.”

“When do we need to be back?” one of the boys going to the picnic area asked.

Brad looked at his watch and answered, “We still have plenty of time. Let’s say in about two hours.”

“Sounds good to us,” another boy said.

The group split up into two. I was a little surprised that my other friends, besides John and Linda, decided to go to the picnic area with the guys.

Eventually, our group had only nine people in total.

“See you guys later,” Brad said while facing the watchtower and walking towards it.

When we stood at the bottom of the stairs, I noticed it looked like a standard staircase but much steeper than a regular staircase. If it wasn’t for the design, it could almost pass as a ladder, except that the steps were more comprehensive, like those of a staircase, and an 8-foot-high metal cage was built around it with handrails attached to it on both sides for safety.

Later, I learned that this watchtower was 160 feet tall. The staircase was steep because we needed to climb about 30 feet each time to reach the next platform. There were five platforms in total, and on the top platform, they had built a lookout hut with windows all around so they could comfortably look in all directions without the environment bothering them.

Looking at the stairs, I quickly understood why most others decided to walk towards the picnic area. Even my naked body couldn’t persuade them to climb all those stairs to the top, it seemed.

And so, we started to climb the stairs. Only a few steps in, I knew this would be tiring. The steps you had to take were much higher than what you usually have to take on a regular staircase. This ladder was built to look like a standard staircase, which meant that going up, you needed to use your leg muscles to push yourself upwards.

When we reached the first platform, I quickly looked around and noticed several picnic tables with benches attached to them. Around the platform was a railing with benches. I bet this watchtower would have a lot of people on it during the weekends. This would be a perfect place to rest and maybe even picnic with the family. Today, it seemed nobody else was present.

The next staircase was on the watchtower’s side in front of us. The staircases were built to ascend the tower anti-clockwise.

When we started to go up the second flight of stairs, I noticed some ruckus behind me. When I checked, I saw a few of the guys wanted to be the first to come up behind me. This made me think about how I was climbing these stairs, and I immediately knew why they wanted to be behind me. By taking such significant steps, I was sure that I was constantly flashing my pussy to whoever was walking behind me. Probably a few of them following me would be able to see my slit. Acknowledging this made me feel a little giddy.

The next platform was the same as the first, but Brad and I decided to go on. I wasn’t exhausted, but my leg muscles worked hard to get me there.

Going up this third flight of stairs made me understand why they had built those cages around the staircase. When I looked to my right and downwards, I noticed how high we already were, and looking down like this made me feel a little dizzy. I wouldn’t feel safe if that cage hadn’t been there. Sure, the chance of falling over the staircase’s railing was slim, but it sure felt much safer with the cage there. And yes, I know, falling down the stairs wouldn’t be pleasant either, but the chance to survive a fall down the stairs was much higher than a fall off the tower from this high.

When we reached the third platform, Brad asked me, “Want to rest? Or are we going straight up to the top floor?”

I was about to say I would like to walk on when I heard someone behind me breathing quickly. It seemed not all of the boys were in peak condition.

“Let’s have a little rest,” I told Brad. Giving whoever was breathing so loudly to have a little rest.

Brad, John, Linda, and I were walking towards a bench at a table when Jimmy asked, “Anita, could you go sit over there?”

He pointed at a picnic table that had some sunlight shining on it.

Brad asked, “Is it okay if we sit over there while you go with Jimmy to that other table?”

“Sure,” I told him.

So Brad and my friends sat in the shadow while I joined Jimmy at the table covered in sunlight.

I sat with my back against the table, so my legs were facing away from it towards Jimmy, who was taking some pictures of me.

“Umm...” he let out. He apparently wanted to ask me something but wasn’t sure how.

“Spit it out,” I said jokingly.

“Could you sit on the table with your legs a little open?” he asked; he sounded less sure than before.

“Sure,” I answered. So I climbed on the table and surprised Jimmy by opening my legs relatively wide. Sitting with my hands resting on the table behind me, he had a full frontal view of my body.

He stared at me momentarily, then smiled and mouthed, “Thank you” to me.

He started to retake pictures of me, and when he twisted something on his lens, I noticed the lens was getting longer. Well, anyone knowing a little about photography would realize he was zooming in on me, and in how the lens was tilted down, I knew he was taking a nice close-up of my pussy. Although he didn’t stop there, he slowly lifted his lens and snapped away. It was only when he had taken a few pictures of my face that he finally stopped.

It was only then that I noticed that some of the other guys had come closer to us and were also staring at my naked body. The part of my body that got the most attention was the part that I was afraid that it would show that I was getting horny by doing this. I for sure hoped that I wasn’t getting too wet between my legs because I could feel an itch that told me I was juicing up down there.

Jimmy asked, “Would it be possible to take a few extra photos without you wearing that collar?”

“Sure,” I told him. I started to fumble at the back of the collar, where it was attached, but before I could get it off, a guy approached me and helped me out of the collar. “Thank you,” I told him when he was standing there with the collar and leash in his hands.

“No problem,” he said. Looking at my tits.

Jimmy retook a few pictures with me sitting on the table in the same pose and then asked me to lie on it in a few other poses. While doing this, I noticed that I liked posing for him. I’m not sure if it was because he was, in some way, ordering me around. Or if it was because I also liked the attention from all those boys staring at me. I’m sure I haven’t to tell you this, but I was really turned on by all of this.

Eventually, Brad came to us and said, “Let’s go to the top now.”

He helped me off the table, reattached the collar, retook my leash, and pulled me along the stairs to the next level.

I do have to confess that going up the last two flights of stairs gave me butterflies. Looking down at the ground and seeing how high up we were made me feel anxious, and it didn’t help that the wind picked up the higher we got.

When we reached the fourth platform, I noticed we were at about the same level as the treeline. You could just look over the top of the trees next to the tower. I liked the view and knew it would be even better from the top platform.

We climbed up the last flight of stairs and finally reached the platform at the top. We were way above the treeline and could see very far because the air was clear today. I was pleasantly surprised when I noticed that we could only see the top of the forest as far as we could see. Here and there, there seemed to be an open area in the forest, which made me think there were a few other lakes than the one my friends and I had been to before. Also, in the distance, I could see some hills.

Because of the sight, I hadn’t immediately noticed the small building in the middle of the platform. But once I noticed it, I also noticed that there was someone inside of it. It was a Ranger I hadn’t seen before, and he had binoculars hanging around his neck. He looked at me, and I was glad I saw him smiling. So, he had no problem with me being here naked, it seemed, or maybe he had already heard about me and was happy to see me in all my glory.

Brad, however, ignored the Ranger and decided to walk around the platform so we could have a look in all directions. When we reached the side of the tower in which direction I knew my house had to be, I tried to see if I could notice something about it, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t even notice anything about the street; I knew it was there but couldn’t see any indication it was there. I already knew the trees along the street overgrew the street, but I thought the area would still look less dense. However, I could see the open area of the lake we had been to in the distance.

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