Chapter 26: Second Year at University

As soon as I got back to uni I started phoning the others to arrange a meeting. When I got hold of Ella she asked me if I'd read my emails, or looked at the notice boards. She wouldn't tell me why, saying that it was best if I read it myself.

When I logged-on to my email there was a message to 'All Academic Staff and Students.' It read -

Due to the desire of certain parts of society, a certain police chief and a certain judge, to have women go back to the 19th century and dress as they did in those days, the Dean has been approached by Professor Jones and Professor Gould (from Whittle University) with a proposal to introduce a 'Females in the 21st Century' course at each University.

The proposal was that these Professors would run a course that encourages young women to stand-up for their rights and not to succumb to the oppressive ideas that are starting to infiltrate our society. Female students will learn how to become comfortable with their sexuality, how to deal with situations where people are trying to supress their freedom of choice to wear whatever they like, and how to compete with such men on a level playing field.

The Deans of both Universities have discussed this proposal with their respective Board of Governors and funds have been made available for these courses.

Part of the syllabus requires female students to be partially, or totally naked for a minimum of 3 days a week. Both the above Professors and the Deans of both Universities have approached the city's Police Authority; and the Police Chief Constable has agreed that female University students can go about their normal business partially, or totally naked, on campus and within the city boundaries without the risk of being arrested; providing that: -

They are carrying their Student I.D. cards and present them if requested to do so by an officer of the law.

They are not taking part in any sexual activities.

These courses will be open to all female students and will not be subject to any additional fees.

Female students wishing to enrol for this course are requested to contact the University Administrative Centre as soon as possible as there is a limit to the number of students that can be accommodated on the course.

I read the email twice as the first time I just couldn't take it in. I was overjoyed. Getting on that course was my number one priority. I phoned admin straight away and was told that I was only the third person to apply; so I was on the course.

My next thoughts were for the other NEWPS members. I dashed straight next door to see if Katie was back. I went bursting in asking her if she'd seen the email even before I'd got the door open. I never finished the sentence because Katie was there, bouncing up and down on Ben's cock.

I went and sat next to them as Katie continued to ride my brother. As they kept fucking Katie asked me what I was talking about. I told her, and just about finished when she moaned loudly and shouted that she was cumming. I could see from Ben's face that he was about to fill her pussy with his seed.

I watched them start to relax then Katie asked me to tell her again. As what I was saying started to sink in, Katie jumped off Ben and said, "Fucking brilliant, have you told the others?"

Katie picked up her phone and called admin while I started calling the others. While I was waiting for Kailene to answer her phone, I got hold of Ben's now soft dick and told him that I'd missed him. "Me too sis." He said.

By lunchtime the next day, all 8 NEWPS members were signed up for the courses, and we'd arranged a Sorority meeting so that we could discuss the implications; and to catch-up with everyone's news.

I'd been thinking about Prof Jones and Prof Gibbons blackmailing us, and how the new ruling would affect that.

Three days later I got a phone call from Prof Jones. She welcomed me back then told me that she was pleased that I'd signed-up for the 'Females in the 21st Century' course. She then told me that our 'little arrangement' would be continuing; and that it would include more cheerleading performances. She informed me that she'd made a regular booking of the same room in the gym just the same as the last term. She also told me that there was another 'Erotic Art' exhibition coming up soon. Last years had been a big success and her friend was planning a bigger one.

As I lay in bed that night, on my own, I thought about Dan and the webcam. I'd switched it off when I left for the holidays and not thought about it until then. I wondered if Dan had his PC set-up to record when it got switched on. The next morning straight after I got out of bed, I switched it on, stood naked in front of it and mouthed the words 'phone me' and pointed to my mobile.

NEWPS meeting

A meeting was arranged in the uni bar the following evening. We were all excited as hell; we all wanted to talk about everything at once. After about 5 minutes of everything and nothing, I called the meeting to order and the first subject to talk about was what we were going to talk about first. The summer break won.

We went round the table and everyone told everyone else what they'd been up to.

Ella told us all about her month in Spain looking after her sick Uncle. After that she'd gone back to her parent's house and managed to get a job for a few weeks working in an office.

She'd continued being naked at home all the time, even though her brother Toby had brought a constant stream of his friends round.

Katie had spent most of her break with my brother Ben. I wasn't jealous; in fact I was pleased for both of them. Ben was back at uni for his last year and I wanted it to be a happy one for him.

Kailene told everyone about our break in Tenerife; how we'd worked in a club and lived naked in a villa with four men (see part 25).

Sarah told us that she'd spent a lazy summer break doing nothing. Except for when she had to look after her little sister. Her sister had noticed that she didn't wear knickers and asked her why. Sarah had managed to get her sister to go out a few times in short skirts and no knickers. She'd promised to do it at least once a week while Sarah was at university.

Brooklyn had worked for most of her break. Her father had got her a job, and she needed the money.

Leah's break was spent at her parent's holiday home. She'd managed to get quite an all-over tan.

Zoe had spent most of her break with her girlfriend. They'd gone on holiday together and Zoe had managed to get her girlfriend to wear some of her revealing clothes, and go to a nude beach with her.

The next item on the unwritten agenda was the 'Females in the 21st Century' course. Everyone was so excited about being able to go round town naked without fear of getting arrested.

Brooklyn said that she thought that being naked around uni wouldn't be as exciting if there were lots of naked girls all over the place. I reminded her that there were only 30 girls in the class and that there are well over a thousand students at St. Damian's. I said that knowing that there were 30 naked girls around the campus would probably make them more observant. If they knew that we were there they'd be looking for us. If they weren't expecting us then they wouldn't be looking for us.

Leah asked if anyone knew anything about the syllabus. No one did.

Kailene volunteered to be the first girl to go into town naked. The first lesson was the following Monday and she needed to go into town sometime that week, so she'd go on the Monday afternoon. Zoe said that she'd go with her.

Sarah said that she'd read a story about a fictional human sexuality course where all the students were given sexual things to do between classes. If they didn't do them then they were kicked out.

"What sort of things?" Brooklyn asked.

Sarah told her about 2 things that involved supermarkets. One was that a girl had to walk into a supermarket naked, walk to the fruit and veg stall, pick up cucumber and fuck herself with it, right there in the store. The other was that a girl had to walk into a supermarket naked, find a male assistant and drag him into the men's toilet. She then had to give him a blowjob and get him to shoot his load all over her face. She then had to walk all round the supermarket with his cum on her face.

"Brilliant!" Leah said, "I hope that we have to do something like that."

After a few more similar ideas we were getting nowhere so I suggested that we just wait until Monday and see.

The last item on the agenda was the blackmail and cheerleading. I told everyone that Prof Jones had been in touch and that she was planning a few more performances for us. Katie told us that her and Sarah would review the routine and see about getting us naked earlier on in the show. Now that nudity wasn't a problem we may as well do it as soon as we could, but not right from the start. We needed to keep the 'tease factor' in there.

I then told everyone what Prof Jones had told me about the 'Erotic Art' exhibition. After a few "Oow goodies," everyone said that they wanted to take part.

The meeting was adjourned.

'Females in the 21st Century' course

The following Monday at 10 o'clock, thirty girls were all nervously waiting for the Professor to arrive in the room. All were wondering what the syllabus was, and wanting to know more about this 'being naked for 3 days each week' was all about.

We didn't have to wait long. Prof Jones walked in and welcomed everyone. The next thing that she said made seven (Ella had to go to the Whittle course) of us smile and most of the others gasp in amazement. Prof Jones told us all to stand up and strip naked – right there and then.

The seven of us were naked in seconds, and had a bit of a laugh as the others slowly peeled off their layers of clothing. It was a good job for the citizens of this fair city that none of the girls were more than slightly over-weight.

Quite a number of the girls were reluctant to let their breasts hang free, and covered them with their arms. Only 2 or 3 had masses of pubic hair; most were bald like us.

Prof Jones soon stopped the breasts being covered and 60 nipples proudly pointed to front of the room; albeit some to the floor at the front of the room.

She then told us that every one of the lessons would be conducted with us all in the nude.

One girl asked if being naked for 3 days a week was optional, and if it wasn't, then which days did it have to be. Prof Jones told us that it definitely wasn't optional and that we could choose whichever days that we wanted; and that a day was 24 hours long.

At the start of each lesson each girl would have to stand up and tell everyone which days, and what they did on those days. She then clarified the 'partially naked' part by telling us that it meant that either our breasts or our pubic area had to be uncovered and easy for anyone to see.

Prof Jones told us that she would be keeping records and if she thought that anyone was avoiding doing things when they were naked then they would have to be naked 24 x 7.

Prof Jones then told us that over the next few months we would briefly explore women's clothing over the centuries and men's attitudes to that clothing. We would also explore what we thought was wrong in today's society and what we could do to improve things. She also told us that mixed in with what she had just told us we would be discussing and demonstrating female sexuality and how we can give ourselves more confidence in our bodies.

That last part interested me.

The lesson ended with Prof Jones reminding us to pick our 3 days. If anyone already had, and today was one of them, then they could remain naked. The rest could get dressed.

Guess which 7 opted to remain naked. So did 2 others. They sheepishly left the room, trying to blend in with the surroundings.

The 7 of us nearly danced out of that building. There was a gathering of boys who had read the notice or email and had thought that they were going to see lots of female flesh. They were right.

We went to the uni café to get a bite to eat and a drink. On the way there we got quite a few people looking at us. Some smiled and one young man grinned and said, "I like our Dean." Another asked us what the hell we were doing. Zoe just told him to read his emails.

None of us had actually been totally naked in the café before and it felt a bit strange, but nice. When we were getting served Ella heard one of the older women who works there saying that it was disgusting and that naked girls should be banned. When Ella told us, Katie and Zoe went over to her and asked if she had a problem. She said not.

Without even discussing it, we had all decided that we would remain naked all of the time. At each 'Females in the 21st Century' lesson we would just report on 3 of the days that we'd been naked. We wouldn't mention the other 4 days each week.

We split up and went our own way.

The following week I got there a couple of minutes late and was greeted by 29 naked young women.

The first thing that we did was to go round everyone and listen to which days they had been naked and what they had done on those days.

One girl told the class how she'd put off starting her 3 days of nudity until the Friday morning, so she had to be naked for Friday, Saturday and Sunday. What she'd forgotten was that she'd arranged for her father to drive down with some belongings that she hadn't managed to bring on their first trip. Her father had phoned her on the Saturday to confirm that he'd be arriving at 11 o'clock on the Sunday morning, and that he'd take her out for lunch. She hadn't had the courage to tell her father about the course.

The poor girl had been mortified. It had been hard enough having to face all the other students on the Friday, and the Saturday hadn't been much better. She'd been terrified when she'd had to go down to the dorm's entrance to meet her father.

Apparently he'd been quite shocked and had demanded to know what she thought she was doing. It had taken her quite a while for her to convince him that her being naked was legitimate. It was only when another naked girl walked passed them that he started to accept it.

Then came the second really embarrassing part for her; her father had wanted to call off the going out for lunch part, but the girl had told him that she'd get into trouble if they changed their plans; so off they went to a pub for their Sunday Lunch.

The girl told the class that she didn't know who was more embarrassed, her or her father. On top of that, the staff in the pub had asked to see her student I.D. card. Fortunately, she'd remembered to take it.

Another girl told the class how she'd had to go to the dentists on one of her 3 days. She giggled a bit as she told the class that the male dentist had found it hard (that as well), to concentrate with a naked girl lying on the reclined chair in front of him.

A girl called Fiona told the class that she too had decided that her days would be Friday, Saturday and Sunday. She'd planned on an intimate weekend with her boyfriend who lived off-campus, sharing a house with 3 other young men. She'd hoped that they would spend most of the weekend in his room. However, her boyfriend had other ideas.

After spending a very passionate (her word) Friday evening and night; her boyfriend wanted to spend the rest of the weekend going everywhere that his housemates went. They went to a football match on the Saturday afternoon and the pub on the Saturday evening; and then again on the Sunday lunchtime.

She felt that he'd put her on display for half the town's male population to see. She said that she'd felt good and bad about it. On the one hand she's been pleased that he'd been proud enough to want to display her; and that she'd got sexually excited quite a few times when lots of men had looked at her in the confined spaces and passed comments about her body. On the other hand she'd felt a bit like a piece of meat on the counter in a butcher's shop.

Prof Jones told us that it was typical of men's attitudes towards women; that there were good things and bad things about his actions. She said that she'd be covering men's attitude towards women's bodies in a later session.

While Fiona was telling the class about being naked in front of all those men, I was getting a bit turned-on. I quite fancied the idea.

On the subject of sport, one girl was in the university badminton club and they had met on one evening of her 3 days. She'd had quite an audience as her breasts had bounced about. They'd distracted her male opponents and she'd won more games than usual.

Another girl told the class that she had a part-time job working in a bar in town. She'd picked 3 days when she wasn't working; but on one of them she'd had a phone call asking her to cover for someone who was sick. She'd had to go into town naked and work behind a bar all night. After she'd explained her state of dress to the landlord he'd asked her to make sure that her 3 days each week coincided with her working days. She was good for trade.

After telling everyone about her 3 days, one girl told Prof Jones that in a few weeks she was going on a week's teacher training experience to teach 14 and 15 year old kids. She wanted to know if she was expected to be naked whilst there. Prof Jones told her that if the school was within the city boundary, then "yes," otherwise "no."

The girl next to her groaned. Prof Jones asked her what the problem was. She told the class that she too had a week's teacher training experience coming up, and that the school that she'd been allocated to definitely was within the city boundary. Prof Jones asked the girl to give her the details after the lesson and she would contact the school's head teacher to clear it with him or her.

A driving lesson was the most unexpected thing that one if the girls had done on one of her naked days.

After that Prof Jones told us all about women's clothing in the 19th century. I wasn't surprised to hear that they didn't wear bras or knickers in those times.

The rest of the session was a bit of a surprise; Prof Jones talked about masturbation and then shocked everyone (nearly) by telling us to sit on our desks and masturbate.

Prof Jones took a few notes then told us that we'd discuss our methods the following week.

Oh, the 3 girls that had had masses of pubic hair had shaved it all off sometime during the week. There were 30 bald pubes in that lesson.

Prof Gibbons

Sarah and I went to our first lecture with Prof Gibbon during the second week. We were the only 2 naked girls there. We'd decided to sit on the front row so that we could tease him. We didn't care if the cameras were working or not. As the others filed in, most stared at us. One of the girls asked if we were naked because of 'that course.' We said that we were. She just said that she thought that we were so brave, and walked off to her seat.

When Prof Gibbon walked in he looked as Sarah and me and smiled. He spent quite a bit of time during the lecture in front of either Sarah or me. Of course we obliged him by keeping our knees well apart.

At the end he asked Sarah and I to stay back, then told us that he was pleased to see that we had signed-up for the course, and that he expected us to be wearing the same clothes as we were at that moment, and to sit in the same seats for each lecture. He then told us that he had a couple of events lined-up for us to perform at. He'd give us the details later.