Free Nation - Developing Freedom

I turned red and started walking faster to get away, when I heard a scary noise. The sound of a police whistle. The entire park, no, the entire country, knows that is a sound to fear. Silence fell and we all stopped what we were doing. The girl fucking stopping mid bounce, holding the dick in her pussy by just the tip. The blowjob girl just kept the dick in her mouth, looking around nervously.

One of the two male police officers walked up to the blond bearded guy, while the other approached me, bringing me towards the lawyer group.

"Excuse me sir" said the police officer in the type of tone that could freeze lava "I don't think I quite heard that last comment. Would you repeat it for me?"

The bearded man looked in panic. "Um...I'm...I...I misspoke."

"No sir. I don't think you did." Replied the cold toned police officer. "I thought I heard you say 'Oh my. I'd really like to go down on that larger lady'. Isn't that what you said?"

The bearded man looked at me, and then, looked at the two policemen.

"...um...yes officer...that's exactly what I said."

"Good"

The policeman looked at me with a polite smile and spoke with a different, warm and friendly tone. "My dear, would you be so kind as to sit on that nearby bench with your legs open?"

"Oh...it's Ok..." I started to say. "He doesn't have to...."

But the policeman cut me off. "Yes. He does."

So I moved myself onto the bench, and spread my legs wide. The bearded man knelt between my legs, and put his tongue out. And then, for the first time in my life, someone other than me touched my pussy.

You hear girls in the women's only bathrooms talking about how good sex is, and how good it feels to have a man's tongue around your clit. But you never know how it truly feels until it happens. And OH GOD, it felt so good! His beard tickled my pussy lips as his tongue did small circles around my clit. He used his hands to pull the skin to the sides, getting him a better access to my clit. I was new to this, but he wasn't.

"Wait till I tell his wife Vyonka about this" a voice from the lawyers group came.

The policemen, who were watching the cunninglingus, turned round quickly. "And tell her WHAT exactly?"

"Um...how wonderful it was?"

The policemen only nodded at that, and turned back round again, making sure the man was doing his duty properly.

My body felt so amazing, and without my control it began to shake as a tingle moved out from my pussy, pulsating pleasure all around to the very tips of my fingers and toes. For the first time in my entire life, I'd orgasmed.

The policemen saw this, and placed a hand on the man's shoulder. "I think that's enough for today."

The lawyer moved back to the group, not a word spoken between them all. While this was going on the fucking pair had finished (the girl disappearing somewhere), and the blowjob girl had received a load, and was now sitting with the lawyers, watching the 'punishment' with them.

I waddled away from the park bench in a different direction, finding it hard to walk after the orgasmic pleasure the nameless man gave to me.

The next day at work I was the one giving oral sex.

So, in places like hospitals and airports in the past, people used to have special areas to smoke. Because you couldn't do it in other places, but people still felt the urge to smoke. And so, when the Free-Use rule began, they changed the hospital 'smoking' areas into 'smoking and sex' areas.

I'd been smoking since my army days. One more reason I was in such bad body shape. Only usually five a day, but a couple of those would be at work.

So there I was, enjoying my cigarette. It was an outdoor area on one of the hospital roofs with some trees and benches for the smokers to look at while they relaxed. I was sitting on the bench (my legs firmly closed this time) and listening to other people's conversations. It was strange that public sex was already becoming normal after only a week. A couple of the nurses were talking about their experiences. One had gone from a pink ribbon to no-ribbon after a sexual encounter with a woman at the supermarket. The other had found herself getting fucked by her father-in-law AND her brother-in-law at the end of a family meal (at the same time!), while her husband watched the sports on TV in the next room.

A pair of doctors (one man, one woman) were nearby, on the grass besides one of the bushes. She was on her knees, with him standing, his cock sticking out from the hospital-provided scrubs and sliding in and out of her mouth. I vaguely recognised him as one of the cancer doctors. She was one of the emergency surgeons.

"Oh yeah, Dr Lemnitskaya. You take that cock."

I couldn't help but watch the blowjob with my eyes while hearing about the nurse's in-law 3way with my ears. This new world was crazy!

A voice called loudly over the tannoy system.

"DR LEMNITSKAYA TO SURGERY ROOM 2. CODE FIVE"

"Shit" The female doctor said. "That's me."

She looked around as she stood up, and saw me.

"Hey, it's Deborah, right? Take over for me will you? He's almost done."

The female doctor looked over at him, and he gave an agreeing shrug.

So, I carefully knelt down in front of the doctor. I was trying hard not to let him know it was my first time near a penis! After a few seconds, I opened my mouth and let the purple tip pass through my lips.

Well, the doctor took that as his OK to go, and grabbed my head with his hands. He started thrusting his cock into me, face-fucking me. I knew I shouldn't have enjoyed it. I should have felt used. But I didn't. I really liked it!

"In your mouth's OK, right?" he said to me. It wasn't really a question, but I still gave an 'uh huh' noise as he fucked my mouth. Moments later, and his salty cum started to squirt into my mouth. I don't know if you're meant to count or not, but I counted six squirts before he pulled the shrinking cock out of my mouth.

Again, unsure of the etiquette, I swallowed down the strange liquid.

"It's Deborah from the Lab, right?" He said, now we were finished. "I've got some samples to send to you later. Don't let me forget."

And then he walked out of the S&S area, unaware of how much he'd changed my world.

The weeks continued much like this over the next two or three weeks. My mood was now lifting, and I was spending more and more time out of my apartment. That cancer doctor must have told the others about me, because after learning that I swallowed, it was becoming normal for me to give a blowjob to some random doctor at least once a day on a smoking break. I think I even started smoking more, just to have an excuse to go into that area. I still wasn't brave enough to go there just for sex. I even sucked off the main hospital director once! Admittedly I was the only woman in the smoking area at the time, but still, I got to taste the big-boss's cum.

As I said, I was now spending much more time outside. My park walk had become two laps of the park before work and four laps after. I was eating better and felt better in my body than I had ever before. And every time I stood on the scales, my weight had reduced.

It was about a month into the 'free-use' rule that it finally happened. I was on maybe my third lap of the park when a guy came over to me. He was quite skinny, in his early forties maybe, with salt-and-pepper hair and big thick black glasses. I can't say he had anything special between his legs. From what I'd seen over the past 5 or 6 weeks, it seemed very average. But it was erect. His armband was white. He put his cock into both men and women, but didn't receive.

"Excuse me" he said to me "Can I fuck you?"

"Sorry?" I said in complete surprise.

"I said 'can I fuck you?' I'm feeling quite horny right now."

"Oh...OK?"

"Great. Maybe just lean against this tree and I'll take you from behind? Do you have any lube with you?"

I walked over to the tree, and moved beside it as I had seen countless women doing over the past month. "Um...no. I've only got tissues in my handbag."

"That's OK. I think I've got a small bottle with me."

Looking at the tree, I heard a 'squelch' and felt a hand put something wet and slightly cold around my cunt. I felt one, then two fingers slide into me. The first time the fingers weren't mine. But that only lasted for a few seconds. The fingers came out, before something far more wonderful went in.

"Wow, you're tight." He said as he began to thrust "I mean..REALLY tight."

"Um...thanks" I replied, unsure if I should be telling him I was losing my virginity to him.

His cock felt so amazing inside me, I couldn't help but moan as he thrusted. He took hold of my hips to help him thrust harder and deeper into me.

"I'm Gerald, by the way. I'm an accountant for an architectural company nearby."

"....Deborah..."I said through the pleasure. "I work...in the hospital...laboratory..."

"Nice to meet you Deborah. I'm going to cum very soon. In the pussy is OK?"

"...uh huh..." I said, though in truth it wasn't. With my previously low self-esteem, I'd refused the contraceptive injection. I'd assumed nobody would ever want to fuck me! But his cock inside me felt so amazing, I didn't want it to end!

"OK, then here it comes!"

His hips thrust even harder into mine, and I felt squirt after squirt fill me up in a place I'd never felt before. Eventually, he pulled out, and gathered some tissues from his bag.

"Oh! A bit of blood!" He said. "I wasn't too hard on you, was I?"

"No," I replied with a smile. "You were perfect."

I wish I could tell you some fairytale story after this, about taking his phone number and later going on a date with him. Maybe getting married and joking together about our first time. But no. I saw him again about three weeks later, walking hand in hand with his boyfriend. He waved at me, and the three of us had a conversation about the weather.

But he wasn't my last lover. After the first time, I walked with confidence. And the whole hospital had seen my transformation. And I was even given a high-five when I went into the sexual health clinic area and asked for the contraception injection, explaining my story to the nurse there.

I've got a couple of guys I have sex with regularly now. One is in his fifties, having lost his wife a few years ago. A nice guy. More friends with benefits than anything else. And there's a guy from my running club, a couple of years younger than me. (Oh yeah, I joined an early morning running club when I found just walking wasn't doing enough for me.) His story is very similar to mine. He was larger, but the free-use world built up his confidence to lose weight. Maybe twice a week he comes back to mine after the running club to use the shower and to fuck.

That's not to say there aren't any random fucks at work in the S&S, or at the park. I even tried with a woman once, going back to her place, but didn't enjoy it.

But as I said before. The 'free-use' rules have been the best thing that's ever happened to me.

INTERVIEW ENDS

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WARNING - THE NEXT REPORT CONTAINS HOMOSEXUAL (male to male) SITUATIONS.

Vitaly - 53 Film and Theatre Director

I don't care what country you're from. I don't care which period in time you're from. The theatre is gay.

If you went back hundreds upon hundreds of years, to the days of Shakespere in Old England, you'll find gay men in the theatre. And as soon as they started letting ladies perform too...you had lesbians.

And there, just like Voloslovona, homosexuality was illegal.

Before 'free-use' wasn't great, but it wasn't terrible either. We were given the sanctuary of the theatre and film, and in exchange, we made the propaganda they wanted. As long as nobody openly talked about our sexuality, nobody was caught in compromising situations....nobody caused a fuss. Plus, many of the generals and majors who liked supporting the arts were just like us. And I could respect that. If a man wanted to spend his days around muscular, barely clothed men in a high testosterone environment, the army was built for it.

And for every ten attractive female recruits who were asked to 'stay behind' after parade, or 'help the sergeant with a late night project', one attractive male soldier got the same treatment.

That's how I found myself. I was a young 18 year old man. Completely naive about everything. I didn't know who I was.

Well, I caught the eye of one of the lieutenant commanders, and was invited to his private quarters after dark. And in the dark he gave me wine, and good cheese...and then he gave me his sausage.

Well, many other men go through that same situation, finish their 6 months and then pretend it didn't happen for the rest of their lives. But not me. I'd had my arse taken for the first time, and I'd loved it.

So out of the army, I went straight into the theatre. Selling tickets became bit parts on stage, becoming starring roles in big productions, and then directing the plays I used to star in.

And I met plenty of men in those theatre days. Many already knew they liked men. Others were shown the joys of men after a few glasses of wine. I usually 'bottomed' but didn't mind taking the lead every once in a while.

As for keeping it out of the eyes of the wrong people, we had codes. For example, you'd never say you were going to your boyfriend's home. Instead, you were 'visiting Uncle Vanya' or 'seeing my nephew'. You wanted the other actors to know you were down for some fun, you'd tell them you were 'changing the dressing room light bulb' and see if anyone else wanted to 'hold the ladder' or 'help screw it in'.

INTERVIEWER - "And which did you do?"

Whatever I could! But anyway, that was before the changes.

INTERVIEWER - How did the free-use changes to society affect you?

Not as much as you'd expect! Let me explain. We in the theatre already had some idea about what really went on in Europa. Most of us weren't in the performing arts because we liked men. We were in the performing arts because we love art! And we also happen to enjoy the company of other men.

So, to enjoy art, we would smuggle art from other countries into Volgoslavonia. And that included places like Europa and other 'free-use' countries. When I first saw it, I was shocked. But art is art. And it was art. Combined with porn, naturally. Straight porn, but gay porn too. Well...porn of all preferences might be a better way to put it. But first and foremost it was art.

But that's how actors and film directors like me knew about the 'free-use' world ahead of time. So, when the first law about 'only your underwear' was introduced, most thespians like me knew where this was going.

The government allows all plays in the theatre to be clothed if we want. So for now, most of our performances are still clothed. But we've done a showing of Romeo and Juliet with everyone naked. It worked quite well, and we played around with the 'sword fights' if you know what I mean.

It has been difficult to keep the theatre...respectful..under free-use rules. For the cinema, we're starting to copy Europa. No official seats, just a range of soft cushions. Headphones for the audio and the film projected onto 3 different walls. So regardless of which sex position you're in, you can probably see the film. Which is important, since it basically becomes an orgy as soon as the film starts showing.

Speaking of the cinema, it's become one of my new favourite places. Twenty people to a room. Usually it's a 60/40 split for guys and girls. Sometimes more men, depending on the film. Even if I go into the room as the only man wearing the pink, there's usually another man wearing white, or a guy or two willing to 'experiment' as the public orgy develops.

And there's nothing quite like taking a man's anus for the first time.

Have you heard that new pop-song? By that local girl band. "I dropped my ribbon at the cinema". It's about a girl who gives up her pink ribbon after a lesbian encounter during a film showing.

But back to the theatre. We couldn't exactly do the same thing for the theatre. So we instead have longer intervals (to allow people to get their horniness out of their system, at least for a few minutes) and have special side areas for anyone who really can't wait an hour for a fuck. Plus there's more room between the chair rows, so if you want to kneel in front for a quick blow-job or a lick of pussy, well, you'll miss the show but you can do what you want.

Personally right now, I'm working on Volgoslavonia's first major 'free-use' motion picture. We're still in pre-production right now, but we hope to start filming in 2 weeks. We decided to adapt a traditional fairy-tale into the first film. Do you know the story of the boy who needed an egg?

INTERVIEWER - "No. I don't think I do. Can you explain it, for the record?"

Of course. Well, it's very basic. A boy (or sometimes a girl, that doesn't matter) needs an egg to make a cake. So the boy asks the chicken. The chicken will give the egg in exchange for corn. The grocer will give corn in exchange for milk...etc etc. It's all about sharing and the importance of community. So, we've chosen this story for adaptation.

Firstly, we've decided on a boy, and we're going to make it very clear that this boy is 18. After, he's going to go to the 18 year old chicken FARMER, and..well, he fucks her. But not in a sex-for-eggs way. No, no, no. Just like..a handshake. "Hi, how are you? You've got a nice cock, can I sit on it? Orgasm, orgasm, orgasm. Great, that was good sex. How can I help you? Oh, you want an egg. OK, but I want some corn for my chickens."

And so, the story will continue like that. Unlike the fairytale, the chicken farmer will come with the boy on his journey. That way we can showcase a lot more sexual contact. We're still finalising the script, but we've got planned a range of sexual encounters. The older (40ish) milk maid will have a lesbian scene with the chicken farmer. The boy will suck the cock of the candlestick maker, and at the final party at the end of the story, he'll have the town mayor cum inside his arse, then after he'll fuck the mayor's wife while the chicken-farmer is double-teamed by the muscular bricklayer and the elderly cheese-maker. This is watched by the lesbian threesome of the milk maid, the medical woman and the hat maker. Obviously we're changing the traditional 'dress-maker' to a 'hat maker' for this modern version.

INTERVIEWER - "How does the story finish?"

With them all eating the cake! That's why he went to get the egg!

INTERVIEWER - "I look forward to watching it when it's finished."

END OF INTERVIEW

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DIARY EXTRACTS FROM MR PETER ALLERICH (76) WHO SADLY PASSED AWAY BEFORE HIS INTERVIEW DATE. HIS DIARY IS REPRODUCED WITH PERMISSION FROM HIS FAMILY.

February 25th - Damn woman Jennifer keeps stealing my carrots. I'm sure it's her. I saw her last night in my garden. She ran when I shined the light on her. I reported it to the police, but they didn't care! They said they had more important things to do than investigate a fifty year old woman for stealing vegetables.

March 13th - Walking around in underwear is strange. Must buy better underwear. Too many of mine have holes. Ivanova wouldn't have wanted me to be seen with bad underwear. I don't know what she would have thought of all this.

April 8th - Regret buying that underwear. Now I can't use it. I wear it in the house sometimes. Being naked in public is not big problem.

April 19th - Jennifer in the garden again. This time three cabbages missing.

May 2nd - It's strange to see the sex happening everywhere. I can't ride the bus to the centre without seeing someone doing adult things on the bus.

May 4th - woman on bus offered to suck my penis. I refused. Saw her move to the man next to me. He said yes. Strange day.

May 6th - Saw homosexual acts being done in public. Didn't like that.