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   Part 2 - Sunday - A walk in the country by Carl Zak Brown (c) 2003

   I woke up in the morning, feeling wonderfully rested.  I dozed for a few
more minutes, then opened my eyes to look around.

   I was lying naked on a bed, with no covers to hide me from prying eyes.
As I became more awake, I remembered what had happened yesterday.

   I noticed that the T-shirt over the back of my chair was a different one
from the one I had left there.  Someone must have been in the room while I
was asleep, but I hadn't heard anybody.

   I glanced at the clock, and realised that I needed to get up, as we were
due at breakfast by 9 o'clock.  After I had showered, I put on my T-shirt.

   It was much shorter than yesterday.  When I looked in the mirror, I
could easily see my pussy, and no matter how I pulled at the garment, I
could not make myself decent.

   Although we had eaten separately from the other hotel guests on Saturday
night, our breakfast was going to be in the main dining area, with other
guests from the hotel eating alongside us.  I considered not going to
breakfast at all, but I was too hungry.

   I picked up my room key, and left for breakfast.  In the corridor to the
hotel elevator, I passed a middle-aged male guest who leered at me.

   I pressed the button to call the lift, hoping that I would be lucky and
that I would be alone in the elevator.  However, when the door opened, I
was faced by a family of four, all of whose eyes immediately looked at my
exposed pussy.  I was particularly embarrassed because one of the two
children was a boy about my own age.  His sister was a few years younger,
and on the way down she kept nudging her parents and pointing at me.

   When the lift doors opened, I scurried as quickly as I could to the
dining area.  Breakfast was a self service meal, apart from drinks, so I
collected my tray and selected the food I wanted to eat, then sat down at
an empty table.

   A waiter came across and accepted my order for a pot of tea. 
Fortunately, he could not really see my private parts while I was sitting
at the table, but I guessed he had been watching me as I had collected my
food, as he was blushing.

   "May I join you?" a voice said.  It was another girl from the
Exhibitionist Summer School.  She introduced herself as Laura, and told me
that she was 13 (a year younger than me), but that she had been to the
Summer School the year previously.

   It did not seem to be so difficult to sit half-naked in the dining room
when I was chatting to someone else in the same position.  Laura told me
that Sunday was usually the most boring day of the week on the course, she
had heard that we would be going for a walk in the nearby countryside (just
like last year she said).

   After breakfast, we gathered near the front door of the hotel with the
rest of the Summer School attendees.  Jane was wearing a smart trouser
suit, and George appeared to be wearing the same crumpled suit as the
previous evening.  Jane told us that we were going for a walk in the
country, then having lunch at a pub, before returning to the hotel, where
the rest of the day was free.  A girl called Barbara asked if it would be
possible to go to church, and Jane said that there was an evening service
at a nearby Anglican church.

   I noticed that three or four of the girls were just wearing a halter
top, and that two of them were very uncomfortable about it, using their
hands to try to cover their pussies.  Jane noticed too, and said "I can see
you are very uncomfortable, but please stop hiding your pussies.  Put your
hands to your sides." They reluctantly did what they were told.

   Other hotel guests had been passing by as we talked, and I noticed that
most of the men and boys stopped for a moment to look at us.  One or two of
the older women stopped too, and I heard them talking to each other about
how disgracefully we were dressed.  Perversely, this made me more
determined than before to participate fully in the activity.  I stopped
trying to hide my pussy, and let the edge of my T-shirt ride up a little on
my body.

   Jane and George led us out of the hotel and across a road to a field,
where we could see a path snaking into the distance.  We followed the path,
and our journey was uneventful, except when we reached a stile at the same
time as two young men walking in the opposite direction.  The stile could
only be crossed by one person at a time, so we offered to let the men go
first as there were so many of us, but they insisted on letting us go
first. I realised why when it was my turn to use the stile, as I climbed
over, the men got a great view of my pussy.  Instead of being embarrassed,
it gave me a warm feeling inside my vagina.

   After we had walked for about an hour, we arrived at the pub where we
were to eat our lunch.  We sat down at a long trestle table.  Laura sat
next to me, and after we had studied the menu and ordered our lunch we
talked about our families and schools.

   When the waiter came to us with our food, I noticed that Laura pulled up
her T-shirt slightly, revealing her pussy, and she leant back slightly,
giving the waiter a good view.  She asked for some ketchup.

   "What did you do that for?" I asked.  "You deliberately exposed yourself
to the waiter!"

   She giggled and replied, "I know, I like teasing men, don't you?"

   I admitted that I did not really have much experience.  At school, I
tended to concentrate on my work, and my activities outside of school did
not bring me into contact with boys.

   She asked "Would you like me to teach you how to tease boys?  If you
don't like it, you don't have to do it once you get home."

   "Maybe" I said.

   Later she asked me if I was in a room on my own at the hotel.  I told
her I was, and said that I assumed all of the girls on the course were.

   "Most are" she agreed, "but if you want to share they won't mind.  Would
you like to share with me for the rest of the week?"

   I said that I would, but I wasn't sure if it was allowed.  Laura said
that we should ask Jane later and I agreed.

   After our lunch we returned by the same path to the hotel.  I was busy
chatting to Laura, and almost forgot that my pussy was exposed.

   We arrived back at the hotel and Jane told us we had the rest of the
afternoon and evening free, and asked if anyone besides Barbara wanted to
go to church that evening.  Surprisingly, we all agreed to go although most
of us were not Christians, I think we all still felt strange about being
half naked away from home, and felt more comfortable in a group.

   Laura asked Jane if she could move into my room for the rest of the
week. Jane agreed, so I went with Laura to collect her luggage from her
room.

   Once we were in my room, I told Laura I was tired, and asked if she
minded us sleeping for an hour.  She agreed, so we laid down on the bed. 
At first I found it difficult to get to sleep, with a comparative stranger
next to me, but my tiredness overcame me and I went to sleep.

   When we woke, we took it in turns to have a shower, then we went to the
hotel dining room for our evening meal.  Because I was chatting to Laura, I
almost forgot that we were both exposing our pussies, until I noticed an
old man ogling us.  I pointed him out to Laura, but she just laughed.

   After the meal, we walked to the church together.  All of the girls from
the Summer School sat together at the back.

   Jane must have telephoned the Vicar to tell him we were coming, as he
announced that we were there, and asked his congregation to make us feel
welcome.  It turned out that we had come to a communion service, and he
explained in tedious detail who could, and who could not, take communion. I
decided I couldn't, I was not a Christian and was not a member of any
church.

   The church service was uneventful (and boring) until we came to a part
of the service called "the Peace".  At this point in the service, everyone
at the front of the church stood up and started shaking hands with each
other.  Several of the people then came to us at the back and started
shaking hands with us as well.  I was OK about this until someone reached
out and touched my pussy.  I quickly sat down and pretended to be praying.

   When the bread and the wine was distributed, the people taking it had to
go up and kneel at a rail.  This was at the top of five steps, and I
suddenly realised that the girls from our group who were taking communion
would be exposing their bottoms to the whole congregation.  I was glad I
wasn't one of them.

   However, Laura had other ideas.  When Barbara and a couple of other
girls got up to go to the front of the church, she said "Come on, let's
go!" and grabbing me by the elbow she took me to the front of the church.

   By the time Laura and I reached the front, Barbara was already kneeling
down at the communion rail.  Her bottom and her pussy were exposed for all
to see.

   Laura and I walked up the steps and knelt down.  I was busy trying to
pull the bottom of my T-shirt down to hide as much as possible, but I
noticed that Laura was again pulling her T-shirt up, exposing more of her
flesh.

   As I walked back to my seat, I was walking behind Laura.  I noticed that
she was swaying from side to side, making sure that everyone in the
congregation got a good view of her pussy.  Meanwhile, I was still trying
to hold my T-shirt down to cover as much as possible.

   Once we had returned to our room, we laid down on the bed together and
switched the TV on.  As I flicked through the TV channels, Laura asked me
"What do you usually do when you get to bed?"

   I replied "Go to sleep!"

   "Don't you do anything else first?" she said.

   It took a moment to dawn on me what she meant.  I blushed, and said
"There is, but I don't do it when I'm having a sleepover".

   She reached over and gently stroked my pussy.  She said "In that case,
I'll do it for you tonight.  Maybe you will show me what you do to yourself
later in the week?"

   I nodded.  I knew I should try to stop her but I felt very horny.  And
her hand felt so lovely on my pussy.  I opened my legs wider, to give her
easier access.

   She stroked gently for awhile avoiding touching my clit.  As my arousal
grew, I started to moan "please...  please ...".

   "What do you want?" she teased.  "Tell me!"

   I grabbed her hand and put it on my clitoris.  "Touch me there!" I
pleaded.  "I want to come!"

   Maddeningly, she took her hand away from my clit.  "If I do that for
you, will you do the same for me?" she asked.

   "I'll do anything!" I said.  "Just make me come!"

   "Will you lick me?" she asked.  I ignored the question and went back to
saying "please ...  please ...".

   She took her hand off my pussy and I nearly cried but she was just
adjusting her position so that my pussy was near her mouth, and her pussy
was close to my mouth.  "Just do everything I do" she said.

   Her tongue snaked into my pussy, and after a moment I did the same to
her.  Soon her tongue found my clit and I was in heaven.  She licked round
and over my clit and I tried to do the same to her but very quickly I
reached the climax I had been waiting for and lost all control of my body
as I thrashed about under her tongue.  Somehow during my climax she managed
to keep her tongue in contact with my clitoris and my orgasm continued to
build and build to levels I did not believe were possible.

   At last, when I felt that I could not bear any more pleasure, she
stopped licking me.  With our faces still in each others pussies, we held
each other for a few minutes while I came down from my awesome climax.  At
last she asked me "Was that good?" When I said "Yes", she said "Do you
think you can do the same for me?"

   "No" I said "but I am going to try as hard as I can!"

   I had never licked a girl before, but despite my inexperience I managed
to make Laura come.  Afterwards, we adjusted our positions on the bed and
slept in each others arms.

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