Nude Like Me

by SFWS with the assistance of Neel Down

Hi! Summer here! Thanks for taking the time to checkout my story. I was hoping that the suggestive title might attract some attention.

I'm a fan of exhibitionism stories on the Internet and decided to tell mine since I believe it's rather unique and definitely unlike anything I've ever read.. I guess that first I should properly introduce myself. My name is Summer, full name, Summer Spring. Yeah! I know; it's a really stupid name. Isn't it? Some parents just don't think ahead when they name their children. Don't they realize that we are stuck with our names for our entire life?

I know a girl who's last name is Berry and her parents named her Holly, Holly Berry, can you believe it? Parents! What are you going to do with them? Actually, in my case my name is more to blame on my grandparents than on my parents. Well not my last name. My dad's name is Christoper Spring. But there are a zillion names that could have gone better with Spring than Summer. Anyway Pop Pop suggested the name Summer because I was born in August at the end of a very hot summer. Except for the name that they cursed me with, Pop Pop and Nana are really kewl people. They grew up in the fifties and sixties and were actually Woodstock hippies.

Pop Pop and Nana are also nudists. My mom and dad actually met at a nudist camp, so I guess it's no surprise to you that I'm a nudist, too. Actually, from the time I got out of diapers until I started kindergarten, clothing hardly ever touched my body. We live in southern Florida so I was naked practically 24/7, 365 days of the year. When it was near time for me to start attending school, my parents tried to get me to wear clothes. I had a literal fit. It took my parents weeks to convince me to wear anything and even then I vehemently refused to wear knickers or any type of pants. I finally agreed on dresses and skirts, but only if they were really short. I told them that my little pussy had to breath. To this day I have never ever worn underwear.

Unfortunately, school didn't go that well for me. My parents had told me to be especially careful but not many five year old girls are known for their modesty. It didn't take long before the other kids noticed my bare butt and pussy. One of the little boys asked me to take off my dress and I happily obliged. After about the fifth time that happened, the school gave up. They informed my parents that I either started wearing underwear and keeping my clothes on or I'd have to be home schooled.

Needless to say, I've been home schooled up until now. Lately, I've been begging my parents to be with other kids and Mom doesn't think she is capable of teaching me any longer. That's where my story begins. A week ago I went through a battery of placement tests and the school is about to give us the results.

CHAPTER ONE

THE BEGINING OF A NEW LIFE (SORTA)

“I wish you had worn a longer dress, Summer.” Christopher Spring said as he and Summer walked into the administration building of the school district.

Summer looked at her dad questioningly. “What are you talking about, Daddy? This dress is way long. If I want my little pussy to breath I have to either stretch or bend over.”

“Well if you want to sincerely attend school with other kids your age, I suggest you don't do either of those things today,” Mr Spring insisted. “And for god's sake don't sit with your legs apart. Keep your knees tight together.”

“Yes, Daddy,” Summer said, shaking her head in frustration. She just couldn't understand what the big deal was about her body being exposed. Everyone always told her that she was cutie and had nice legs and an adorable butt.. Why was she suddenly supposed to hide her body?

Christopher. Spring walked up to the counter and cleared his throat to get the attention of the receptionist. “Yes, may I help you,” she said pleasantly as she got up from her desk.

“Yes, please,” Christopher replied. “I'm here with my daughter to get the results of her placement tests. She's never been to school before and the administrator wasn't sure whether she'd be placed in 5^th or 6^th grade.”

“We've been expecting you,” the secretary said. “I assume this is Summer.” She gave Summer the once over and immediately had to catch her breath. This girl was beautiful. Perhaps a bit short for her age, but her legs. She'd never seen such nicely formed legs on a girl so young. She had a beautiful face and long blond hair. If she had breasts she'd be a walking talking Barbie doll.

Summer smiled as the secretary gave her the once over. She loved being looked at, but preferred it to happen when she was naked and could show off all her assets.

“Please follow me,” she said, leading them to the administrator's office. She knocked on the door and waited to be granted admission.

“Mr. Hastings, this is Mr. Spring and his daughter Summer,” she said before exiting the room.

Mr. Hastings rose to shake Chris's hand and then turned to smile at Summer. He literally gulped when he saw the attractive ten year old and the minuscule length dress she was wearing. The dress was unquestionably in violation of the schools dress code, but he'd be damned if he was going to say anything that would cause those beautiful legs to be covered. He offered Chris and Summer a seat and stood watching until both were seated. Mr Hastings didn't consider himself a pedophile, but in the case of this girl he might be willing to make an exception. He was greatly disappointed when Summer gracefully seated herself. Unconsciously, he was hoping to get a glance at her panties. Still, he found it hard to take his eyes off her legs.

Chris was accustomed to this. His daughter had a way of mesmerizing both men and boys. “Mr. Hastings,” Chris said, jerking the administrator out of his trance, “We've come to see how Summer ranked on her placement tests.”

Mr Hastings,still flustered, quickly took his seat although his eyes kept returning to Summer's legs.

“There's been a lot of discussion about that and honestly, we've decided to leave the final decision up to you and your daughter,” he said.

“I don't understand,” Chris said, perturbed and a bit confused. “I thought it was a judgment as to whether to place her in sixth grade or hold her back in fifth. Did she do that poorly in the tests that you think she should only start in fourth?” He was dismayed. Summer seemed so smart to him. If she went into fourth grade she would be two years older than the other kids in her class and wouldn't graduate until she was nineteen.

“I'm sorry sir, you've misunderstood me,” Mr Hastings said. “Your daughter did brilliant in her tests. Better than I've ever seen a ten year old do.”

“I'll be eleven before I start school,” Summer said, interrupting.

“Yes, an eleven year old,” Mr Hastings said correcting himself. He couldn't take his eyes off of Summer and wondered if her father had glued her knees together. He'd never in his career had this type of reaction to a young girl before, but he was desperate to see Summer's crotch. “She qualified at the eighth grade level. My staff and I feel having her enter eighth grade at her age might be pushing things a bit, but on the other hand we feel your daughter would be bored in sixth grade. Summer do you think you could handle seventh grade? Are you maturely ready for junior high school?”

The, up to this moment, very mature young lady was now bouncing wildly in her seat and Mr Hastings' wish had come true. He had gotten to see in between Summer's lovely legs, but he hadn't seen her panties. Instead he had seen her lovely hairless mound. Mr Hastings sighed as his cock strained to get out of his pants. She might be ready for seventh grade, but he doubted very much that seventh grade was ready for her.

It was the day before the start of school when Summer's friend, Lily, stopped by to see her. Summer, as normal, was shooting hoops in the backyard and as usual was totally naked except for her sneakers.

“Do you ever wear clothes?” Lily chided.

“Not if I can help it,” Summer replied indignantly. “You should know that my now.”

Lily smiled as Summer passed the ball to her for a shot. “I wish you were going to my school. I've never seen you in clothes. It would be a treat.”

“I am going to your school,” Summer announced brightly.

“Duh! Have you forgotten that I'm thirteen and in eight grade,” Lily bragged.

“Well, I'm eleven and in seventh grade, so how do you like those apples,” Summer said easily sinking a three point shot.

“Are you serious?” Lily asked, holding the ball and staring at Summer. "You were worried about not being placed in sixth grade and they've advanced you to seventh.”

Yeah, I guess I'm a real brain,” Summer replied, jokingly.

“Are you going to go out for the school's co-ed basketball team?” Lily inquired.

Summer rolled her eyes. “Yeah, all fifty-five inches of me,” Summer replied. “I look like I'm seven years old. I'd get laughed out of tryouts. I wish I had some of your height.”

“Most of the time I wish you did too,” Lily replied. “Height is great when it comes to being a basketball center, but not that great when you're taller than everyone else in your class.”

“Yeah, we're a great pair, aren't we?” Summer said. “Four foot seven Mutt and five foot nine Jeff. Are you going to strip off and play a game or do you want to go swimming.?”

“Who the fuck are Mutt and Jeff,” Lily asked.

“Just two ancient history comic strip characters that Pop Pop said you and I reminded him of," Summer said. "Jeff was tall and skinny and Mutt was short and fat.”

Lily felt a bit insulted. “I might be tall, but I'm not skinny,' she protested. “And you certainly aren't fat.”

“I don't think Pop Pop was talking about our weigh, just the big height difference.”

“Anyway, about the basketball, I'm serious about you going out for the team. You have a fantastic three point shot,” Lily exclaimed. “You just need a bit of practice in the physical game. There are usually some boys playing a pickup game at the rec. Why don't you put on some clothes and we'll go see if they'll let us join them.”

“Can't I just go like this,” Summer argued.

“You seriously would, wouldn't you?” Lily questioned.

“What do you think,” Summer replied. “After all, I'm a nudist and a promising exhibitionist."

“And I'm your best friend and not about to let a bunch of junior high perverts ogle your pretty little naked body,” Lily retorted. “Let's find you something to wear.”

That turned out to be easier said than done. Finding a top wasn't too bad. Summer just slipped on a tee shirt. The bottom was a bit more of a problem. Summer had few clothes and most that she had were just recently purchased for school. They were all skirts and dresses that were so short that Lilly blushed imagining herself in one of them. Lily did find one pair of cut off shorts that Summer was willing to wear, but Lily was hesitant They were cut back so hard that both of Summer's ass cheeks showed, along with her pussy occasionally.

“That's all I got,” Summer protested. “Nudist aren't exactly known for having large wardrobes.”

“How about those,” Lily said picking up a pairs of culottes.

“They're big and baggy,” Summer complained. “And the bit in the middle bothers my pussy.”

“Well it's starting to look like them or we cancel,” Lily conceded.

“Okay, I'll wear them, but I'll have to make some adjustments so my body can breath,” Summer insisted. She cut a v-wedge out of each side and then a bit from the inside of each leg.

“Are you sure you're okay with wearing them like that?” Lily asked knowing she'd certainly never wear them around boys after the hatchet job Summer had done on them. Although Summer was covered from the front and back, she offered up one hell of a side view. Her bare legs were visible almost completely up to her waist leaving little doubt that she wasn't wearing any underwear. Depending on how she moved it was possible to get an inviting side view of her firm butt. If she sat... well, she'd have to be damn careful or her slit would show. Summer promised Lily that she would be cautious, but Lily knew that carefulness was just not in Summer's nature.

It was about a twenty minute walk from Summer's house to the rec and a lot of cars slowed and tooted their horns. Lily knew they weren't tooting at her and Summer just seemed to completely ignore them. Summer never ceased to amaze Lily. It was as if nothing fazed her... at least nothing concerning nudity.

When they arrived at the rec, it was practically empty except for some boys playing basketball.

“Do you know all those guys?” Summer asked ,as she checked out the boys.

“Most of them,” Lily replied. “Some are on the basketball team with me.”

“Do you think they'll let us join them?” Summer asked, seemingly now eager to play.

“You can never tell with boys,” Lily answered. “They can be quite fickle. Some of them resent me cause I made the team and they didn't.”

“Well, if they don't want you to play, they certainly won't want a runt like me to play.”

“I wouldn't be so sure about that,” Lily replied. “You might be younger than them, but you sure have a lot of skin showing and boys like girls that show skin.”

“Maybe I should take all my clothes off then,” Summer suggested..

“No,” Lily said vehemently. “Some of those guys are toads and don't deserve to see a girl as pretty as you naked. “Look, they're playing four on four so they definitely have room for two more. Lets go ask them and see what they say.”

They slowly walked over to the basketball court. “Who's the munchkin?” one of the boys asked Lily. “I didn't know you had a baby sister.”

“She's not my baby sister and she's not a munchkin,” Lily protested. “Her name is Summer and she's starting at our school tomorrow.”

“No shit,” one of the other boys shouted. “Since when do they let six year old girls into junior high school?”

“I'm not fuckin' six, I'm eleven,” Summer protested. “I'm just a bit behind in my development.”

You can say that again,” a boy named Josh said nastily. “You could get away with going to the beach naked. And no one would think a thing of it.”

“Fuck you,” Summer yelled at the boy.

“You sure have a potty mouth for a toddler,”Josh yelled back. “You shouldn't offer to do something that you obviously don't have the equipment for.”

Summer was ready to start beating on Josh, but Lily held her back. “Look how about we knock off the nasty talk. Can we play or not?” Lily asked.

“You guys can play," Billy said. “Lily, you're on my team; Mini-me can play with Josh and the other losers.”

Lilly and Summer joined their respective teams, but nobody made a move to start the game. Billy just stood there holding the ball.

“There are only so many hours in a day,” Lily complained. “Let's get started, Billy.”

“We're waiting on you,” Billy retorted. “In case you haven't noticed, we're playing skins vs shirts and you're on the skins team.”

“You're fuckin' crazy if you think I'm taking my shirt off in front of you perverts,” Lily asserted. “You can go play with yourself. Come on Summer, lets go. These guys are being jerks.”

“Hold on,” Summer insisted.. “Billy, are Lily and I allowed to switch teams?”

“Damned if I care which of you losers in on my team, but whoever it is has to take their shirt and bra off,” he demanded.

“Summer, no,” Lily pleaded. “You're a girl, you can't take your top off in front of these little perverts.”

“Why not?” Summer asked. “Six year old girls run around topless all the time.”

“But your not six and granted you might not have much, but you're chest isn't exactly that of a six year old girl's either,” Lily pleaded..

“Maybe not, but I want to play basketball,” Summer said, peeling her top off before Lily could say another word.

The boys just stared at her dumbstruck. She might not have been busty, but she was a damn pretty girl and she was now topless from her slim waist up to her beautiful face and gorgeous blond hair. And although she didn't have what might be called actual breasts, she most certainly wasn't totally flat. Her nipples were elongated and stood out a good inch or more from her chest. If they had been orange, they would have resembled tiny traffic comes.

Summer might not have had a playmate's body, but what she had certainly seemed to excite the eight boys that were staring at her lustfully. Lily just shook her head. There was only one Summer. She decided to say no more. It might have been much worse. Summer could have decided she wanted to play totally naked.

“Hey guys. I took my top off like you insisted.. Are we going to play basketball now or are you just going to stand around staring at my tiny tits?” Summer inquired.

Billy managed to drag his eyes away from Summer's chest and then threw the ball to Josh. “You guys can take it out first.”

Summer had expected to be matched against Lily, but it seemed that despite having disparaged Lily, the boys seemed to have respect for her ball skills and placed a taller boy against her. On the other hand, a small boy who seemed totally lost on the basketball court was picked to play against Summer. She looked forward to a time when she'd be able to take advantage of that situation.

They had been playing for about ten minutes and Summer had yet to touch the ball. The boy guarding her was starting to feel like he was a fool wasting his energy. It was about that time that a man in his late twenties approached the court and started to watch the game. “What's the score Billy,” he called out.

“Tie, eight all sir,” Billy announced.

“Remember people, this is a team sport,” the man shouted. He had taken a brief look at Summer, but seemed rather confused by what he'd seen and turned back to the game.

It was about that time that Billy decided he better at least pass the ball to Summer once to avoid a lecture and so he did. Summer was out in the three point range and was about to pass the ball back to Billy when he yelled out, “Go ahead .take a shot Mini-me, no one is guarding you." Billy was right, no one was near her or even approaching. The ball was up and in, just net. Everyone, including the man watching, were stunned. Talk about dumb luck.

“That was a three pointer,” the man shouted

They continued to play, but after a short time the boy guarding Summer again began to slack off. One of the other players noticed this and wondered if Summer could possibly get lucky again. He made sure she was paying attention and then quickly passed her the ball. Summer knew she was clear and this time didn't wait for permission to shoot.. The ball was up and in, again just net.

“That's another three,” the man shouted, mystified.

Josh just stared at Summer, beginning to wonder if this was really all luck or if she was actually that good. “Mike stay the fuck on your man. If she scores again, you'll eat grass.”

The man at the sidelines, shook his head wondering if he had heard right. It seemed unbelievable that a girl would be playing on a skins team. But that sure as hell explained a lot of oddities about the boy, such as why he was so attractive and had waist length blond hair. It also explained why he would be wearing what appeared to be an destroyed culotte.

They continued playing and it became obvious to Summer that Mike wasn't going to let her have another undefended shot. She started moving around, going from the top of the key, to the corner of the court, then back and then to the other side. It was quickly obvious that this girl was in top notch shape and knew what she was doing. Mike didn't have a chance. She was in the clear on the far left side. No one near her.

Billy hesitated passing the ball, wondering if she could hit from the side without a backboard. Then he remembered that she didn't seem to need a backboard. Besides, they were up seven points so he passed. Both Josh and Lily ignored their own man and hurried to cover Summer. But they were too late, the ball was already in the air and again only touched net. The man checked Summer's feet and was amazed. She had hit another three pointer.

Billy ran up to Summer and gave her a high five. He was tempted to give her a big hug, but thought he better not since they were both shirtless.. “Damn, you're fuckin' good,” he said.

“Don't know,” Summer replied. “I haven't ever done that yet.”

At first Billy had no idea what she meant and then a light went on and he blushed deeply.

They played about twenty minutes longer with Summer scoring three more times, all three pointers.

When the game was over, they all congratulated Summer, even Josh.

Summer grabbed her top and threw it over her shoulder. She had no intention of putting it back on and was determined to walk home just as she was.

The rec was located in a recessed area next to the main road and as Summer and Lily climbed the cement steps back up to the road level, the man that had been watching the game ran over to them.

“Lily, can I talk to you and your friend for a minute?” he asked.

“Sure coach. This is Summer,” she said in introduction. “Summer this is Mr. Means, my basketball coach and history teacher from last year.”

Summer and Lily turned to talk to Mr. Means who was still at ground level.

“You have quite a nice three point shot,” he said, heartfelt. He was a slight bit nervous talking to Summer.. After all, he was a male school teacher and she was a topless young girl.

“Thank you, sir,” Summer replied. “I practice a lot when I haven't anything else to do.”

“You didn't miss a shot today. Are you always that good?” he asked.

“Well, yes and no,” Summer admitted shyly “Lily can confirm that I hit about 90% of my shots when I'm not challenged. When Lily plays with me and guards me tight, my percentage drops to about 75.”

“You actually hit that good with Lilly guarding you?” Mr Means questioned. “Lily's over a foot taller than you and I've seen her play.” Summer was knackered from the game and decided to take a seat on the stairs since instead of just being a few words it seemed this was going to turn into a conversation. Lily joined her.

“Summer's fast,” Lily commented. “And she can really dribble well. One person can't cover her when she takes off and it only takes her a second to set up her shot.”

Mr. Means smiled. “It sounds to me like Lily is saying you actually held back today.”

Summer blushed. “I just met those boys and wanted them to like me,” she said. “Nobody likes a show off.”

Mr. Means smiled. He liked this little firecracker. He figured she was about nine or ten and imagined she still had a few years in elementary school. He definitely wanted her to try out for his team when she came up to the junior high school. Now, Mr. Means was definitely not a pedophile, but he also wasn't blind. He could see that Summer was a beautiful looking young girl, even when hot and disheveled after playing basketball. He also couldn't get over how bold she was. He'd never met a nine year old that walked around so nonchalantly, topless. And those legs, where the hell did a girl that young get such beautiful, firm shapely legs. With the culotte she had on being cut so drastically, you could see her legs right up to her beautiful ass. Mr. Means gasped. Her ass wasn't the only thing you could see. Her beautiful hairless mound and little slit were completely on display. He tried to turn his head away in respect, but couldn't. It was just too beautiful a sight. He was totally rigid and totally discomposed. What should he do? Should he be a gentleman and tell this gorgeous young girl that she was accidentally exposing herself or should he just keep enjoying the beautiful display.

He had to tell her. It would be embarrassing for her to know, but at least she could make certain none of the boys saw. How the hell do you go about telling a little girl that her cunt is on display without totaling mortifying her?

Mr. Means took a deep breath. “Summer, I have to tell you something important and I hope it doesn't embarrass you. Honey, I'm not sure if you are aware of it or not, but you have extremely beautiful legs. A man, especially a teacher, shouldn't ogle a girl as young as you, but I did and I'm very sorry.”

“Mr. Means, it's okay,” Summer said. “I like it when people look at me, especially when they like what they see. Thank you.”

“Summer, damn it, you shouldn't be thanking me or even be being nice to me,” He took another deep breath and then spit it out. “When I was checking out your legs, I saw your privates. I should have immediately turned away, but I didn't. It was too enticing, I wanted to see more. I'm so sorry. Can you ever forgive me?”

“Is that all!” Summer said, sighing in relief. “Mr Means I'm not the least bit upset that you saw my little pussy.” She stood up. “If you'd like, I'd be happy to take these stupid culottes off so you can get a real good look. Maybe check out my butt, too. My daddy tells me that I have a great ass.” She started to undo the zipper at the side of her culottes.

“No, don't do that!” Mr Means shouted in panic. It was the right and moral thing to do, but part of his mind wanted to kick him in the butt for stopping the girl from totally stripping.

“Summer, perhaps it might be a good idea if you told Mr. Means a bit more about yourself,” Lily suggested. “It might help him to better understand you.”

Summer nodded her head in agreement and sat back down to tell her story. She didn't want to depend on an accident again, so she adjusted her culottes and spread her legs wide insuring that Mr Means had an unobstructed view of her now wet cunt.

“So you're both a nudist and an exhibitionist,” Mr Means said in summation after Summer finished her story..

“Yes, and when I'm old enough, I hope to be a slut, too,” Summer said, not the least bit apologetically..

Mr. Means chuckled. “Anyone who hadn't taken the time to get to know you, might already consider you a slut.”

Summer nodded. “One of the mothers at kindergarten called me a slut when I was only five. I guess it depends on your definition of slut and whether or not you consider being one good or bad,”

“And exactly what is your definition?” the coach asked.

“Well being a nudist, I certainly don't see anything wrong with exposing my naked body,” Summer explained. “I would have preferred to have played basketball nude today, but Lily thought that might have been a bit much.”

“Yeah, I have to agree,” Mr. Means said, laughing. The more he got to know this rather strange girl, the more he liked her.. “There probably would have been a lot of unusual intentional fouling.”

“I was sorta disappointed about that,” Summer stated.. “None of the boys touched me. I thought at least one of the boys might have fondled one of my nipples, but nothing.”

“You sound sorta disappointed,.” the coach commented. “Don't you consider your breasts and pussy off limits when it comes to touching.”

“Of course not.” Summer insisted. “That's just stupid. You can tap me on the head, grab my elbow and pat me on the back. What makes my breasts, when I actually have any, and pussy so special that they can't be touched. I love to be finger fucked, both in my pussy and ass.”

That comment threw the coach for a loop. “Have you actually been finger fucked then?” he nervously asked Summer.

“Oh yeah. I love it. Daddy and my 'brothers' have been fingering me since before I was out of diapers,” Summer asserted. “Daddy said that my 'brothers' could do anything to me that they wanted as long as it didn't permanently hurt me and didn't involve putting their cocks in me. No cocks in me, in any way until I'm at least twelve has always been Daddy's rule.”

A big smile came over Summer's face. “Once my 'brothers' doubled fisted me. That was so kewl. Robby had his fist in my cunt and Walt decided to try and get his fist in my anus. It took gobs of petroleum jelly and it hurt like hell, but he finally got his hand in me.” Listening, Lilly shivered and shook her head, evidently definitely not up for trying that.

“My little body never felt so full. You'll never guess what they did next,” Summer said. “They picked me up with just those two hands inside my holes and carried me out to the kitchen and plopped me on the table right in front of my Mommy and Daddy. I felt like I was a ham on the rotisserie grill. My parents really yelled at them. They were concerned that my little holes would never close properly again, but they did although I was really sore for almost a week. I really miss those guys.”

Although he tried, the coach couldn't get the mental picture of that out of his mind, and neither could Lily.

“Don't your brothers live with you any more,” Mr Means asked.

“No, their both off to university, have been for years,” Summer sighed. “I really miss them. That's why I have so much time to practice basketball.”

Mr. Means just couldn't get the vision of this tiny adorable creature being double fisted out of his head. "How old were you when your brothers did that to you?” he asked.

“Ten,” Summer replied nonchalantly as if the act was something done every day on the afternoon television soaps. “It was just this Christmas when they were home on winter break."

So this little doll was ten, the coach surmised. That meant she was most likely going into fifth grade. “I guess that means, I won't have a chance of seeing you in my seventh grade history class until two years from now,” he said, sighing a bit disappointed. He both wanted this little minx on his basketball team and seated in the front row of his history class. "Promise me you'll keep practicing your basketball. I'll be waiting to see your name on my class roster in two years.”

“Tomorrow,” Lily said with a giggle.

“Tomorrow?” Mr. Means repeated, “Certainly not. She just said she was ten.”

“I was ten at Christmas,” Summer said interrupting, but now I'm eleven and I've been home schooled up until now.”

“Okay,” Mr. Means said. “Not ten, but instead eleven. That means that it will only be a year before I hopefully have you in my class. I don't see what home schooling has to do with any of this. If anything, that unfortunately sometimes causes a student to be held back a bit when they enter the public system."

“Evidently not in my case,” Summer exclaimed excitedly. “My mom must be a super teacher. According to Administrator Hastings, I tested at the eighth grade level, but he was concerned with advancing me that far.”

“Goodness, not only beautiful, but intelligent, too,” Mr. Means said. “I'll be looking for outstanding grades from you in history if you make it into my section..”

“I hope I get a front seat so I can flash you during class,” Summer said completely seriously.

“Excuse me?” Mr. Means said, hoping that Summer wasn't actually sincere. Or was he actually hopeful that she was serious?

“You see, Mr. Means, I never wear panties and I've only purchased very short dresses and skirts to wear to school,” Summer explained. “I don't want to embarrass anyone and I most certainly don't want to get in trouble so I want to be sure that I only flash people that I think might enjoy seeing my pussy. Since your eyes have been glued to it since I sat back down, I get the impression that you sorta like what you see.”

She now had him totally discomfited. He didn't have any idea what to say. He kept telling himself that he wasn't a pedophile, but she was right. Even now he couldn't take his eyes off the sight of Summer's lovely mound. To make matters worse he was now wondering if there was any possibility that he might ever get to see Lily naked, too.

“Ah! Look girls, I have to get going,” Mr. Means finally said when he realized he just didn't have a comeback to Summer's on target remark. “It's been really good talking to you and I look forward to seeing you both tomorrow.” He started to turn away although he really found it difficult to tear his eyes away from Summer's lovely legs and mound.

“Mr. Means, before you go can I ask a quick question?” Summer asked.

"Sure honey.” He tried desperately to keep eye contact with Summer and not return to staring at her cone shaped nipples or sexy mound, but it was impossible.

“If I'm lucky enough to make the team, would it be okay with you if I practiced nude?” Summer asked.

Mr. Means unquestionably didn't see that one coming. “You want to practice naked.? What about the boys? Wouldn't you be embarrassed?”

“No, I'm comfortable with my body," she proclaimed. She started to examine herself. “Do you think I should be embarrassed? Oh wait, do you think it would embarrass the boys if I were naked?”

“I'm not sure if embarrassment is the word I would use to describe the reaction the boys might have to seeing you totally naked,” the coach replied. “But even if the boys and I were willing, I doubt I could ever get the approval of the school board or the parents. Is there a reason you ask other than that you're a nudist?”

“Yes, but it's a bit embarrassing to explain,” Summer admitted.

“Summer, I'm more than willing to fight for you, but I can't do it without some ammunition,” he pleaded. “When they ask me why, I can't just say because she wants to.”

Summer's eyes watered and she actually looked ready to burst into tears..”My pussy needs to breath," she said sobbing. "If I wear anything against my cunt when exercising, it starts to sweat copiously and actually spurts.. In a matter of minutes whatever I'm wearing is soaked and I have juices running down my legs.”

Lily looked at Summer in shock. She had no idea her friend suffered such an awful affliction. She couldn't begin to imagine how embarrassing that would be.

“Damn girl,” he said. “I really want to help you out and if you're just half as good a player as you appear to be, I want you on my team, but ….” Getting this girl on his team was obviously going to be a challenge. "Okay, lets just for a minute assume that I'm able to pull off some major miracle and you're allowed to practice in the buff. What about the actual games, both home and away?”

“I was going to discuss that with you when and if I made the team,” Summer admitted shyly.

“That might have been a bit late considering the problem,” Means declared. “And all the tea in China wouldn't buy me an okay from the league for a girl to play naked in our conference games. Any suggestions?”

“Maybe she could wear a short tennis skirt dyed the same color as our team shorts,” Lily suggested, hopefully.

Coach Means shook his head. “Nice try, but I just can't picture Summer playing basketball in a short tennis skirt without panties. Well, to be completely honest, I can picture it and it would never work. We'd have a riot on our hands. In any case, the rules state that all players must wear the same uniform.”

“Will the team uniform be the same as last year?” Lily questioned.

“The v-neck sleeveless shoulder strap shirt with the long baggy shorts? Yeah, that was only our second year with those uniforms. We have at least two more to go,” the coach stated.

Summer noticed that Lily seemed to wince when the coach said they'd be wearing the same uniforms as last year. She made a mental note to ask her why later.

“Lily told me that the shorts came all the way down to her knee--caps,” Summer mentioned. “On me, they'd probably come down to my ankles. Would my mother be allowed to shorten them?”

“Sure, I don't see why not,” the coach replied. “It would still be the same uniform and I don't believe the rules specify any particular length,”

“Can I shorten mine a bit, too,” Lily asked. She received an approving nod from the coach.

“I don't, however, see how that will solve your your problem though, Summer.” He looked at the girl with a suspicious expression on his face. “Just how short do you envision making them.”

Summer placed a hand at her knee, then she slid it up to mid thigh, then to the very top of her leg and then about two inch more.

“Be reasonable girl,” he exclaimed. “I'll go to jail if I let you take the court in a game with your ass cheeks and pussy showing. Look the volleyball girls wear their uniforms damn short. Perhaps we can try getting away with that length if you both wear them the same. Since they're baggy, there'd be some room for air to get in."

Suddenly Lily's hand shot in the air as if she were in class. “Mr. Means, Mr. Means, I have an idea.”

“The floor is yours Lily, because I sure as hell don't have any ideas,” Mr. Means declared.

“My dad is diabetic and gets his insulin sent to him by UPS. It has to be kept under refrigeration, so they put it in a cooler with these stay cold gel packs,” Lily said.

Mr Means listened intently, but had no idea what this had to do with Summer's problem.

“I was thinking that we could stick one of those frozen packs in Summer's pussy before the game. It might be damn cold at first, but if she can hold it in, it might solve her problem.”

“Young lady, if you were still in my class I'd award you five extra credit points toward your first test of the year. What do you think, Summer? Could you manage holding an ice pack in your pussy?” he asked.

“I don't know sir, but I'll start practicing as soon as my dad buys me a few,” Summer promised. “I'm sure I can get it in since I've already had a hand in there. I'm more worried about the initial cold and walking around with it in me.”

“The initial cold might be a big problem,” Mr. Means suggested. “You might have to use a packet that is partially thawed out. We can always have extra on hand so you can switch at half time or during a time out.”

Lily didn't say anything, but she couldn't imagine how they could possible change Summer's ice pack during a time out without anyone seeing, especially the boys on the team.

“We can work with the temperature of the packs,” Mr. Means affirmed. “My biggest concern is you keeping it in you pussy. Remember, we're talking at least an hour from the time you take the floor until the game is over. And you won't be walking. You'll be running, and jumping, twisting and turning. You might want to consider practicing by starting to carry something around stuffed in you pussy every hour you're awake.”

Although that sounded like a daunting challenge, something about the idea of constantly having her pussy stuffed really turned Summer on.

“Okay girls, I really have to go now,” Means declared. “See you both tomorrow. Oh! Summer, give me a copy of your schedule and teachers when I see you.”

“Why do you think he wants a copy of my schedule?” Summer whispered as they turned and finished their climb up the steps. Lily simply shrugged her shoulders.

The coach remained stationary until the girls reached the top of the stairs and then disappeared out of sight. Damn, that girl has beautiful legs and a great ass, he thought. He had to quickly find cover so he could get some much needed relief. He couldn't remember the last time he had such a bad case of the blue balls. He'd never admit to being a pedophile, but if he ever had the opportunity to fuck that girl, he doubted he'd be able to resist.

“The coach seems like a real nice guy,” Summer said as they began the trek home.

“He is, and easy to talk to about practically anything,” Lily replied. “I think he wants to fuck you.”

“Why would you say something like that?” Summer shouted. “He's a grown man and lets face it, I'm just a little girl.”

"You might be just a little girl, but you certainly have something that men like,” Lily declared. “His cock was so hard that I thought it was going to burst through his pants,

“Are you serious? I didn't notice that.”

“That's because you're polite and look a person in the eye when you're talking to them,” Lily said. “When you're talking to boys and men you have to occasionally check out their cocks. The tongue can lie, but the cock always tells you what they are really feeling and that man definitely wants to stick his stiff rod in you,”

“Damn, I wish I was twelve,” Summer declared. “I'm so, so ready to fuck.”

“A year goes by fast, maybe you can just give him a few blow jobs while you wait.”

“”No cock in any way until I'm twelve. I promised Daddy and I always keep my promises. Hey! Why did you give that dirty look when the coach described the uniform shirts?” Summer asked.

“I hate those fuckin' shirts,” Lily swore. “The teams are supposed to be co-ed, but most schools have only boys on them and the damn uniforms were designed for the conceited cocksuckers.”

“Wow! Did I hit a sore subject?”

“You might say so,” Lilly fumed. “The coach might be concerned about your pussy showing this year, but he didn't seem to worry none about my tits popping out all of last year.”

“Did it happen often?” Summer asked.

“At least once in every game and in most games a hell of a lot more than that. I might as well have gone topless.”

“That's what I would have done,” Summer proclaimed.

“No, you wouldn't have because then you would have been out of uniform and not been allowed to play,” Lily declared. “I asked if I could wear a tee shirt under my uniform, but the officials said no. I think they just wanted to see my tits. The shirt is obviously designed for a boy so he can show off his gross hairy chest and underarms. It's cut really low and wide at the chest. You can't wear a bra because it would show and you'd be declared out of uniform. The shoulder straps are only about an inch wide and on the outer edge of the straps, it's all skin until about six inches below the under arm. You basically stick your boob under a three inch strip of material and pray it stays covered.”

“I'm glad you didn't quit the team,” Summer said.

“I think I would have if it hadn't been for Tyler,” Lily said.

“Who is Tyler?” Summer asked.

“He's a nerdy dweeb in many of my classes, but a really nice guy when you take the time to get to know him,” Lily explained. “Anyway, he came up to me after a really embarrassing game and grabbed my hand. I had no idea what he was up to, but seeing the look in his eyes, I thought he was about to get down on his knees and propose to me. Instead he said that he felt really sorry for me and that it was a crime that I was being practically forced to expose myself.”

“Gee, that was sorta nice,” Summer said.

“I thought so, too,” Lily continued. “Most of the other boys and girls just gave be snide looks and made nasty remarks about my exposure. Then he said again that he was so sorry that such a nice girl like me was being so blatantly embarrassed and that it was wrong. But then he added that although I might always be embarrassed, I should never be ashamed because I was a beautiful girl and I had beautiful breasts.”

“Wow! How did you react to that comment about having beautiful breasts?” Summer asked.

“At first I didn't,” Lily said. “I just studied the sincerity in his face. Then I leaned toward him and gave him a kiss on the lips before stripping off my shirt and allowing him a close-up look at my tits. Then I just walked off to join the team in the locker room.”

“Way to go girl,” Summer hooted. “There might be hope for you yet.”.

“Summer, you and I aren't really that different,” Lily explained. “I'm not a prude, I'm just a bit more selective than you when it comes to nudity.”

“What did he say about you taking your shirt off for him?” Summer asked.

“That's the truly amazing part. He's never mentioned it and treats me as if it never happened,” Lily explained. “And what's more, I'm sure he has never told another soul about the incident.”.

Hi! Summer here again. My co-writer, Neel, said that's it for this chapter; his fingers are about to fall off from typing.

I just turned eleven in this chapter and school only starts tomorrow so my story has literally only just begun. I have plenty more to tell you about as soon as Neel is recovered and ready to type again. I offered to rub his fingers, but he suggested I rub something else. Nasty man! I'm in the mood so I just might do it.

If you like my story so far, please let me know. As you read my story you will notice that the more positive encouragement I receive, the wilder, sexier things I tend do. So in a way you determine how wild I get by how much encouragement you give me.

See you in chapter two where I meet my teachers and classmates. I remember being really nervous that day. I wish I could have taken all my clothes off and been more comfortable and relaxed like I am right now.