College Girls Ch. 19

Jodi said, "Public nudity…that must be very interesting. What kind of experiments have you performed?"

Miss Compton replied, "Well, so far all of my research has centered around Mindy."

Jodi looked at me and said, "You have a very cute subject to work with."

Miss Compton said, "Yes, she is. And you should see her naked!"

Jodi prompted, "She looks good in the nude?"

Miss Compton said, "Yes. Mindy has nice bouncy breasts and the cutest pink nipples."

I was mortified as Jodi and Miss Compton talked about me as if I wasn't even there. As the women continued describing my body in great detail, the men were staring at me and appeared to be undressing me with their hungry eyes, which made me feel very uncomfortable. Jodi could see that the topic of public nudity had the gentlemen's undivided attention, so she pushed the subject even further.

Jodi asked, "Is she shaved…you know…down there?"

Miss Compton replied, "No, but she has neatly trimmed pussy hair. Its soft and naturally reddish brown. And you should see her butt!"

Jodi asked, "Cute?"

Miss Compton replied, "Its firm and round, like you'd expect from a young girl. The class just loved it."

Jodi asked, "The class? What do you mean?"

Miss Compton explained, "Well, I made her parade around with her skirt caught in her pantyhose until someone pointed it out…and no one said anything until class was almost over."

Jodi chuckled and asked, "No panties?"

Miss Compton said, "Nope, no panties. Wanna see?"

I begged, "No, please no Miss Compton. The men will see me."

Jodi said, "Oh don't worry about them. Let's have a little peek, shall we?"

Miss Compton lifted my skirt as high as it would go. My face turned bright red as Jodi and the men inspected my barely covered pussy. Jodi and Miss Compton weren't including the men in their discussion, but I was well aware of the men's intense stares.

Miss Compton said to Jodi, "Look how sheer these pantyhose are."

Jodi said, "Its like she's not wearing anything at all. Look at that cute little patch of fur."

Miss Compton said, "Yes, she does have a pretty pussy and a cute butt to match. Its too bad you didn't see it when I made her tuck the skirt in the waistband of the pantyhose."

Jodi said, "Why don't you make her do it again? I want to see how people react."

I shrieked, "Here? Now?"

Jodi said, "Sure, it'll be fun."

I looked at Miss Compton and she said, "You know the rules. Get going!"

I went to the restroom and tucked my skirt into the back of my pantyhose. I took a few deep breaths and walked out into the lounge. Luckily, before anyone could see anything, a waitress grabbed my skirt and pulled it down for me. Unfortunately, she was holding a steak knife in her hand and accidentally snagged my pantyhose. I returned to the couch and I was greeted by a group of disappointed faces.

Jodi said, "That's a shame. I wanted to see someone's reaction."

Then Miss Compton looked down and said, "What happened to your pantyhose?"

I replied, "The waitress ripped them."

Miss Compton said, "Well we can't have you walking around with a big run in your hose. Go take them off."

I said, "B…but I don't have anything on under them."

Miss Compton just gave me a stern look, so I took off for the restroom again. I went inside and angrily removed my pantyhose, but my harsh movements just caused me more distress. As I tugged down the hose, I accidentally tore the second button off my skirt. Luckily, the top button stayed on, but there was a huge gap at my hip where the tight skirt separated. Now everyone would easily be able to tell that I didn't have anything on underneath my mini skirt.

When I returned to the couch, I was very careful as I sat down and crossed my legs. The men's eyes were like saucers, hoping to catch a glimpse of the Promised Land.

Jodi ran her finger up and down my exposed hip, and said, "I see you were a little careless with your buttons."

I didn't respond to her and the group finally turned their conversation over to a different topic. However, the men kept their eyes on my skirt with the hopes that I might accidentally spread my legs. As they continued talking, Jodi started casually stroking my legs with her fingertips. She began lightly dragging her red-painted nails up and down my inner thighs. It felt kind of good, but she kept hitting ticklish spots. Every time she tickled me, I would jerk my upper body and the men's eyes would open wide, thinking that I was also going to jerk my legs apart.

I think Jodi's intention was to get me to spread my legs, but her tickling ended up igniting another incident. As Jodi's fingertips casually made their way up my legs, she attempted to dip her fingers under the hem of my short skirt. When Jodi's fingers touched my pussy hair, my upper body jerked so hard that the top button of my extremely tight shirt popped open and my breasts practically fell out. I quickly tried to button my shirt, but Miss Compton pushed my hands down.

She said, "I think her shirt looks better this way, don't you Jodi?"

Jodi quickly agreed and I was now forced to wear my top with only one button holding it together. The button was located at the bottom of the bare midriff shirt, just below my breasts. The shirt was so tight that the opening stretched wide across my braless titties. My boobies were threatening to spill out at any second, much to the delight of the men.

A hostess came up and said that our table in the dining room was ready. Jodi motioned for me to go first, and then everyone else filed out right behind me. Jodi was obviously very amused by the sex slave arrangement and she was also starting to feel the affects of the alcohol.

Jodi said to Miss Compton, "I wish I had a little play toy."

Miss Compton responded, "Well, you're welcome to use mine whenever you want."

Jodi giggled and asked, "You mean I can do this if I want to?" and then she reached down and pulled up the back of my skirt.

Without panties or pantyhose, I was now bare assed naked under my skirt and everyone got a look at my nude butt cheeks. I tried to walk fast to get away from her, but it was a big mistake. Jodi had such a tight grip on my skirt that she tore off the only remaining button and the skirt fell to the floor.

There I was in a public bar with my bare butt and hair triangle out in the open for everyone to see! I quickly snatched up my skirt and ran into the restroom, but there was no way to fix the skirt. I waited for a while, thinking that I could stay in there until the bar closed, but Miss Compton entered and demanded for me to come out to the table. I held my skirt together at my hip and made my way to the table as fast as I could. Once I was seated, no one could tell that my skirt was ruined.

Jodi leaned over and whispered in my ear, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean for that to happen."

As she whispered, her fingers once again began to stroke my legs. However, she was no longer doing it to humiliate me. She was just trying to show that she was sorry for her actions. It felt good having her fingernails gently raked up and down my inner thighs. Soon I was able to relax and I didn't even flinch when her fingers found their way under my skirt.

Jodi leaned over and whispered, "Let's make this a little easier" and then she pushed my skirt down to the floor.

I didn't even try to stop her. Now I was bottomless in an elegant restaurant, but as far as I could tell, no one knew it except for Jodi and me. Miss Compton was sitting on the other side of me in the circular booth and she had a pretty good idea what we were doing. However, she covered for us by engaging the men in idle conversation. The men paid a lot of attention to the gaping separation in the front of my shirt, but they didn't try to peek under the table.

I spread my legs as Jodi began to move her finger up and down my moist slit. Every time she touched my little clitty, I would make a soft purring sound, but I was careful not to arouse the attention of the men. After teasing me for a while, Jodi finally inserted a finger inside of me. First, she moved her finger in and out, and then she started making little circles inside of me.

Jodi whispered in my ear, "I've never had my finger inside of a pussy before…except of course for my own. How am I doing?"

I moaned, "Mmm, that feels good."

One of the men asked, "What did you say?"

My eyes popped open, but I was speechless.

Jodi covered for me by saying, "Mindy said she hopes that the meal's good."

Jodi wasted no time going back to work on my tight wet pussy. She kept moving her finger in and out, in and out. I closed my eyes as the tension inside of me was building stronger and stronger. When Jodi started massaging my love button with the palm of her hand as she continued to stroke my pussy, I could feel that I was on the edge of a powerful orgasm.

Then I heard a voice say, "Um, may I take your order."

I looked up and a man in his thirties was towering over me. Jodi quickly moved her hand away and exposed my auburn bush to him. I jerked my hands to my lap in an attempt to cover my nakedness, but it just made things worse. My jerking motion caused my breasts to spill out of my top. Now, not only was my pussy showing, but my nipples were showing, too. I didn't know what to do next so Miss Compton made my decision for me. She pushed my hands down to my sides and didn't allow me to cover anything.

She said, "I believe we'll get better service this way."

The waiter smiled and said, "You'll receive excellent service tonight."

I was so embarrassed. Not only could the waiter see my bare breasts, he could also see my pussy hair. I was so flustered that I couldn't even order. Jodi went ahead and ordered for me as if I was her date. The waiter took his time taking our order and never moved from a position where he could see my precious gems.

Finally, the waiter left and Jodi went back to gently stroking my pussy. I was embarrassed because my titties were hanging out right in front of the three men. However, the beautiful feeling that Jodi was triggering inside of me made me temporarily forget about the intense stares that I was getting from the men. Jodi continued moving her finger in and out of my pleasure place, and I was just on the edge of ecstasy, but then she stopped suddenly and pulled her hand away.

I quietly begged, "Please don't stop," but then I saw the waiter reaching over me to fill my water glass.

He took another long look at my breasts and bush, and then he went back into the kitchen. Jodi gave me a little nibble on my ear and then she slipped her finger back into my soaked pussy. She began making soft circles inside of me, and then she would slide her finger up my wet snatch until she found my little clitty. Jodi kept alternating between my love button and my love hole until I was about to explode. Just as I reached the edge of ecstasy for the second time, Jodi again pulled her hand away.

I said, "Jodi what's wrong with you? This is so frustrating. You're driving me crazy!"

Then I realized that our bread was being delivered to our table, but this time it wasn't the waiter. I looked up and saw a really cute boy, who couldn't have been more than eighteen. The waiter must have sent the busboy or dishwasher to our table so that he could see my nearly naked body. His face was redder than mine was as my pink nipples and auburn pussy hair were out in the open for him to behold.

I actually enjoyed teasing the young boy. His nervous stare truly excited me and I couldn't help spreading my legs wide so that he could get a really good look at my reddish-brown pussy hair. I also pushed my breasts out to make sure that he had an unobstructed view of my round rosy nipples.

Arousing the young boy was fun, but soon I was anxious to have Jodi's finger back inside of me. After the boy finally left, Jodi once again returned to stroking my sweet pussy. She just kept moving her finger in and out, in and out as the tension inside of me kept building stronger and stronger. I thought Jodi was finally going to allow me have an orgasm, but then the waiter brought our salads. Jodi tried to pull her hand away, but this time I forced her to continue. I lost all sense of reality as I began touching, rubbing and pulling on my erect nipples.

With my eyes closed, I started moaning, "Oh my, oh wow, oh that feels so good. Don't stop, please don't stop…yes, yes…I'm cumming, I'm cumming."

Everyone was watching me, but I didn't care. I just kept breathing heavily until Jodi finished me off. The waiter stood there the whole time and he positioned himself above me so that he could see everything. He watched Jodi move her finger in and out of my wet pussy, and he also watched me play with my own nipples. Finally, I couldn't take anymore and I pushed Jodi's hand away. I shuttered with excitement and then I just sat back exhausted, letting everything hang out.

As I was still trying to recover from my explosive orgasm, an older woman walked up and said, "I'm the manager here. I don't care what you college kids get away with in other restaurants, but in here you're either going to button up or get out!"

Feeling like a scolded little schoolgirl, I blushed as I looked over at Miss Compton for direction. She nodded as if she was in agreement with the old woman, so I tucked my breasts into my teeny top and buttoned up my shirt. Then I pulled my skirt up and draped it over my lap. It was still a revealing outfit, but it covered enough to satisfy the lady, so she left as the waiter brought our entrées. I'm sure the men and the waiter would have preferred that I still had my titties and pussy out where they could see them, but this way I didn't have to feel so ill at ease as I ate my dinner.

When we finished eating, I stood up and held the side of my skirt together so that it wouldn't fall down while we walked out of the restaurant. Once we were in the parking lot, the gentlemen bid us farewell and thanked us for a most interesting and entertaining evening. However, Jodi stayed with us until we got to our car.

The car was parked right next to a busy street. Even though it was dark out, there was a bright streetlight above our car and it illuminated the area. Without warning, Jodi wrapped her arms around me and gave me a big kiss. Her unexpected hug caused me to lose my grip on the skirt and it fell to the pavement. I almost caused an accident as traffic screeched to a halt because motorists stopped to look at my naked ass.

Jodi was hugging me so tight that I had trouble getting away from her to pick up my skirt. I was finally able to break free, so I grabbed the skirt and began to climb up into the SUV. I giggled loudly as Jodi pinched my bare butt cheeks while people in the passing cars watched our playful girlish antics.

As Miss Compton and I were driving home, she looked over and asked, "So, you like Jodi more than me, huh?"

I didn't answer, so Miss Compton continued, "Well, just remember who controls your destiny! I'll never run out of new ways to show off that hot little body of yours."

The feeling of fulfillment that Jodi provided wore off quickly and I was now thinking about what Miss Compton was going to make me do next. Miss Compton has the power to remove my clothes anytime, anywhere, and I somehow keep finding ways to make her mad. I was restless all night as I kept wondering who was going to see me naked tomorrow.