Kris

Kris, deciding she has been putting in enough time thinking about personal computers, online personalities, computer problems and how to solve them, read again the MSG she had just received in her mailbox. You have been selected to judge the comforts of our resort, free of all charges, for a weekend of your choice, No charges will be made for any service, including restaurant, lodging, health club, beaching areas. It went on, and she read it all, noting she would only be requested to attend a one-hour sales session, and it was not mandatory, she could leave at any time, no one would contact her unless she requested it. Perfect, she decided, she also decided to leave her portable cpu behind, she would take nothing except pleasurable goodies, and of course her cellphone, for security.

Noting this was a nudist organization, there was no packing to be done, so she showered, changed into a flowing, sheer type of garment to get her into the mood, and set off, thinking about her first encounter in a nudist setting. She pulled in for fuel, letting a young, healthy, firm young lady in tight, skimpy t-shirt & shorts fill her tank, they both noticed the extra time the attendant gave to washing Kris's windshield, while they both appreciated the other's healthy bodies, making warm, gentle comments about the other's appearance, and with the convertible top down, opening the red Mercedes, to the sun, Kris knew she was an erotic spectacle, against the white leather interior. The not-accidental touch while passing credit card back & forth caused static electricity to jump between them, encouraging them to touch again, both taking advantage of the opportunity to make the touch more caress than either would have expected of themselves. An-di, the attendant, laid her hand on Kris's arm, caressingly sliding it up under the sleeve of the sheer material, they talked about how well the material set off both the lighter and darker skin. An-di told Kris how very attractive her shaved pubis appeared, playing peek-a-boo in the material. When Kris pulled out of the station, she regretted not being able to take the delicious youngster along for the weekend, but she did tell An-di where she was going, and in case An-di could get away... Kris was also surprised how easily she was slipping into a pleasure mode, it having been quite some time since her last pleasure outing.

She had done this only two other times this year, setting out to pamper and pleasure herself, thoroughly, selfishly, taking in pleasure, recharging herself, for the months of giving to others, as all women do. This started her down the road of remembering how selfish most men are, how childishly selfish, as if they had a biological block, which prevented them from experiencing the pleasure of giving, freely, without obtaining credit to their account, that could be cashed in, used as a lever... shaking her hair flowing in the breeze of the late morning, tossing the heavy thoughts to the wind, letting her cares, her concerns flow from her mind, as the wind flowed through her hair, as she noted the effect she was having on the many males and a few females she was passing, playing tag with a few other drivers, accepting the admiring looks, as she started recharging herself.

She followed the directions, pulling up to the manned gate, registering, and accepting grounds map & lodging instructions, leaving instructions in case An-di arrived. Kris also accepted the admiring looks and comments about her attire getting her into the mood for the weekend, brushing off the instructions that this was a clothing-optional environment, Feeling Natural being the entire point of the enterprise. She did make a mental note that the masseuse/masseur would apply sunblock as the last event of massage.

Kris drove to her condo, parked, and took her keys, in spite of the gatekeeper's contention that no one would touch anything. It seem'd impossible to believe that his statement that "once you disrobe, giving up all your protections and pretensions, you become ONE with the Community". She entered, noting the long curtains flowing in the breeze, closed her eyes, unclasped her wrapping, letting it fall, catching on her upturned nipples, seemingly touching her everywhere as it moved in the breeze, gently sliding down her body, caressing her buttocks, thighs and legs on it's slow decent to the floor. She stepped sideways, hooking her toe into the material, flipping it onto the bed, and turning, was surprised to find a lovely college-aged girl appreciating her, explaining she was to be Kris's guide for the rest of the day, if Kris desired it. Mary was her name, hair auburn, well proportioned, healthy young body, shaved pubis, above long legs, muscles well defined. It was clear Mary delighted in her body, Kris decided Mary would be her guide today. Mary explained she was experienced in massage, and thought a shower & massage would be a wonderful way to start the weekend. Kris too, thought this a wonderful idea, they both headed to the bathroom, completely tiled, the entire floor sloped into the drain of the shower, and what a shower it was, three feet by five feet, two shower bars, each with four spray dispensers, and six foot handheld shower heads, each set opposing the other, Mary explained the water was heated naturally, from the sun, and taken from the shallow lake above the Community, there is no need to worry about rationing hot water, Mary adjusted both spray bars with the constant temperature controls, both women stepped into the spray, Mary soaped a puffer with body shampoo, gently yet firmly, scrubbing every inch of Kris's firm body, except between the folds of buttocks & vagina, and Kris was VERY pleasantly supprised to feel Mary gently slide her fingers between her buttocks, making Kris put her hands on the shower wall, lean forward, allowing

Mary very easy access. Mary took her time, caressing, squeezing the firm flesh, running her finger tips the full length of slit, both sighing at the same time, and them both laughing at the coincidence. Mary applied more shampoo to her hands, pressing her body against Kris's back, reaching around Kris to clean her vaginal area, Kris turned her front away from the shower spray, not wanting to wash the shampoo too quickly from her pussy, wanting Mary to take a good, long time, cleaning her cunt. After about five minutes (an eternity), Mary stepped back, and started rinsing Kris, again paying attention to Kris's bodily openings, which Kris thoroughly enjoyed. Mary allowed Kris to rinse her, but after only a minute of attention to each of Mary's bodily openings, she announced it was time for Kris's massage. Finding no towels, Kris followed Mary into the main room, outside to a massage table under specked sunlight, entering through a grapevine growing across the entire twenty foot square trellis, producing a perfect massage area, light, warm, yet accessible to a gentle breeze.

Mary hugged Kris, telling her she was about to be erotically put to sleep. Kris returned the hug, saying she was already feeling very erotic from the shower, asking if Mary wouldn't rather caress each other? Mary smiled knowingly, gently pressing Kris back onto the massage table, saying "You will get all the caressing you can stand, all things in a gentle, unhurried time, naturally". Kris soon found herself lying on a water mattress, face down, a straw in a delightful iced drink, conveniently placed, the tile floor pattern of no discernible image, yet somehow, the quartz patterns somehow seemed to glow, as if lit from beneath, and mirroring her uppermost thoughts and emotions, erotic, somehow.

Kris felt Mary's hands, first in her hair, massaging the bones, cartilage, her neck, the bones, muscles, feeling the natural flow of motion to her shoulders, ribs, sides, buttocks (Mary worked those buttocks with pleasure), down her thighs, lower legs, and her feet. Oh, her feet! Kris was mesmerized by the erotic feel of pain mixed with intense peace(how can peace be intense?), the effect was pleasure, and Kris felt a lacking, when Mary moved on, up the same leg, worked the buttocks (this time lower towards the vagina, pleasurably), down the other leg, to the foot, where Kris experienced the same mixed feelings of the first foot, then back up to her buttocks again, and Kris raised her pelvis when she felt Mary massage (very gently), the uppermost of vaginal opening, moistening her fingertips from the flow of precum, massaging it into the lips, creases, flesh of her most sensitive areas, moaning with pleasure as Mary gently pressed her oiled finger into the rectum, just the fingertip, Mary rotated her finger slowly, gently, bringing Kris to raise her pelvis even more, as a lusty moan escapes her lips, willing the invasion of her virgin ass, suddenly understanding why some women allow this.

Suddenly, rough toweling is rubbed across her shoulder, harshly breaking the spell, Kris mewls in disappointment, as she feels Mary rubbing the oil off her body, hearing Mary laugh delightedly, saying "Not to worry, my Dear, you are done on this side, I am simply preparing to turn you over, and as you will soon discover, you will like this much, much better".

Thinking she would need all her strength, Kris took a long pull on the cold,sweet drink, feeling it cool her feverish mouth and throat, as she swung her legs down & sat up, streatching, arms above her head, Mary smiling, moving between Kris's spreading thighs, looking into each other's eyes, slowly Mary's hands press to Kris's sides, sliding around, cupping the sides of breasts, gently lifting, thumbs rubbing nipples, lips approach lips, tongue touches lip, retracts, touches again, again, finally licking with just the tip of her tongue, Kris feels her lips toyed with, tentatively licked, pinched, caressed, by Mary's lips, and after an eternity lasting only moments, Kris puts her tongue against Mary's, they slide across one other, then Mary steps back, one hand trails down across Kris's belly, causing contractions all along the way, fingers coming to rest, pressing against Kris's pussy, fingers pressed gently but firmly, straight but pulsing independently, middle finger working it's way into the wet slit in the center of Kris's being, her total attention centerned on the middle finger, pulsing in her slit, the hand raising, coating the upper region with precum, pulsing, finding the clit, pressing, pulsing, then caught between two fingers, wetly being rubbed between the pulsing fingers, then Mary stepping back, a wicked smile on her lips as Kris mewls again, watching the most erotic act of Mary slowly raising her wet fingers to her lips, licking Kris's precum, eyes locked on Kris's eyes locked on Mary's fingers, tongue, Kris starts to rise, to come to Mary, and Mary extends her still wet fingers to Kris's lips, Kris grasps Mary's hand, and licks the precum as if it is the most delishious nourishment available, thirsting for more, more, Kris's other hand starts towards her own pussy for more, Mary grasps Kris's wrist, smiles, presses Kris back onto the massage table, licking Kris's lips, her fingers covering Kris's snatch, saying she will make her feel much, much greater pleasure, if she is allowed to continue, and Kris somehow allows herself to relax, her muscles obey Mary's hands, as Mary positions Kris on the table, both looking into the other's eyes, as Mary caresses her hand across the supine body, legs spread invitingly, Mary's hand cups the Mound of Venus, gently, slowly, pressing the single middle finger into the wet, inviting pussy, curling, Mary leans slightly to allow her finger to impale Kris completely, in her search for Kris's Hot Spot...finding it, watching Kris raise her body like a wave, head first, then neck, breast, ribs, back arching, as Mary slides her fingertip, inside Kris, around and around, and just before Kris comes on her finger, Mary slides her wet finger up, out, over her clit, then placing her finger between Kris's lips, Kris, dissapointed, hungrily licks & sucks her precum off Mary's finger, and Mary leans over, lowering her lips to Kris's lips, they both lick and suck the finger, then the finger is removed, and they lick each other's lips, tongues, and face, everywhere the slick jucices have been, slowing, then stopping, they look into each other's eyes, knowing this is going to be a weekend to remember forever.