Shade, Sun, and Neighbors Ch. 06

[i think this is the last chapter for this couple's story. thanks for the votes and all the comments.]

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For William and me, the erotic adventures with our neighbors and their friends only enhanced our own sexual pleasures. Of course, it was fortunate that we continued to move at about the same speed in our willingness to try new experiences. If William had not enjoyed an orgasm in Carrie's hand that night, my own orgasm from Steve's touching might have caused problems. As it was, our seeing each other that way inspired more talk and sex play at home.

Part of the excitement for me was from the sense that I did not know what would come next. When we talked about our experiences, we always focused on what we had just done, but we almost never speculated about what new boundary we might like to cross next time.

Because the summer was passing quickly, we made it a point to visit the Quarry one more time while it was still hot enough to go swimming. On this trip, as luck would have it, we met Ed and Karen in the parking lot, so we walked with them to the far side of the barrier and onto the nudist "beachfront." Very few others were there that day, and we felt almost as if we had the place to ourselves.

The spot we all picked out was somewhat isolated from anyone else, and that turned out to be a good thing. I had been hoping to see Ed and Karen again because I wanted to see their reactions to my shaved vagina. Karen, after all, had more or less given me the idea. I was less certain about having a big audience, however, so the way people were spread out that day made it easier for me to take my clothes off.

Because I was wearing only a light shift, I was able to undress much more quickly than the others. When I reached behind my neck to lower the zipper a bit and then pull my arms out so that I could let the dress fall, Ed noticed immediately and elbowed Karen. She smiled and said, "Oh, you tried it. How's it feel?"

"I like it, but I know what you mean about letting others see it for the first time."

Ed was quick to apologize for staring, but I told him, "I have to get used to the stares, and I'd rather practice with someone I know. You're lots better than one of those guys who walk around here alone and never take their shorts off."

"I guess that means I better get mine off then," he said, and he quickly finished undressing. Getting to see his uncircumcised penis was always a treat for me.

Karen was also completely nude in a moment, and she stood next to me so the guys could compare our hairless vaginas. William looked at us, but seemed a little distracted. For one thing, he was seated on his towel and still had his swimsuit on. A quick glance told me what he was worried about. "We're all friends here," I said to reassure him. He looked again at Karen. She was standing up, facing him and spreading sun block over herself.

She gave him a smile and said, "I'll show you mine if you show me yours."

William didn't stand up, but he did finally lift his hips so he could push his suit down his legs. His erection sprang back as it escaped his suit, and Karen made a little sound as she saw it. "Well, you showed me all right."

"You're not offended, I hope."

"William, it's not a common sight here, but I think it's a nice change once in a while."

I noticed that Ed's penis had grown at least semi-erect too, and I wondered how big it got when fully erect. I didn't have to wait long to find out. Karen said, "Since you two like to take pictures, we thought we'd bring our camera today too. Before things settle down too much, do you mind if I get it out now?" The idea must have appealed to Ed because his penis continued to grow into a lovely, thick erection.

We had gotten them in a few of our pictures before, so it was only fair to let them photograph us also. In fact, we got our camera out too, and we all posed for each other in various groupings: William and I together, Ed and Karen together, William and I with Ed and then with Karen, and so on. We even took two versions of each grouping: one facing the camera and one turned away.

Finally, in order to get pictures of all four of us together, Karen called over one of those creepy loners who was walking by to leer at us. He was a pale, red-headed guy, and he blushed when looking at us. She handed him both cameras and asked him to take our pictures: two shots facing him, and two shots of our bottoms. I felt a bit unnerved, but managed to look back at him as if I had all the confidence in the world. He probably couldn't believe his luck.

In order to give him even more to remember this day for, when Karen and I approached him to get the cameras back, I reached for the elastic of his shorts while he handed Karen her camera. Before he could do anything, I yanked his pants and underpants down to his knees. As he tried to step back from me, he tripped and fell, making it easy for me to pull his pants down to ankles. Karen took a quick picture as we got to see his very red pubic hair around his very pink erection.

He protested, and our husbands laughed, but Karen and I both told him he had nothing to be ashamed about. "You got to see me," I said, "and I just wondered what you looked like too." I could hardly believe I had done it, but you could call it my revenge on the creeps who only stare.

After he hurried away, things did, as Karen put it, settle down, and the time on the beach went pleasantly. Very few others showed up while we were there, so I did not have to calm my nerves too often over being seen in such a bare state. Posing nude for Ed and Karen was enough of a new experience for that day.

More unexpected was the kind of sharing William and I did with another couple of friends soon thereafter. The timing was lucky because Carrie and Steve went on a trip to visit relatives, and we were going to be looking after their house for two weeks. With them gone, we would not have to worry about two friends from college coming to visit for a few days and having to cover up the nude routines for that time.

Mark was William's best friend from college, and I had always liked him. I even went out on a couple of dates with Mark before William asked me out. In fact, it was Mark who had encouraged William to come out for the intramural soccer games where we met.

I was brought to those games by my roommate, Armandala, a student from India. Everyone called her Manda, and we were a good match for roommates because we were both similarly shy and inexperienced compared to many of the other women in the dorm. For her, the shyness was partly a natural consequence of being a foreign student. Manda did have one passion, though, and that was soccer. She may have introduced me to the sport, but I later introduced her to Mark, and now the two of them were a couple and were coming to see us in our new home.

Since she had been in America for several years and had also gotten into a serious relationship, I was curious to see whether Manda had changed in any other ways too. William and I certainly weren't the same as we had been back in college.

Given airline schedules and our distance from a large airport, it was quite late when they arrived. We just greeted them, showed them their room, and let them go to bed.

In the morning, I got up, put on a light robe (for a change), and went downstairs to make coffee. When I returned upstairs, Manda had been in the bathroom, and when she was coming out, just across from our bedroom, she saw William still asleep. I had not closed our door, and William had not kept the sheets pulled up. I caught her, then, just as she was suddenly stopped in her tracks by the sight of my nude husband.

She didn't notice me until I was almost next to her, and she quickly apologized for being such a spy. I looked in the room and saw William asleep on his side, his cute bottom nicely turned our way. The scene reminded me of how Steve had first seen me that time on their patio.

"Don't worry about it, Manda. Everybody has one. I bet Mark has a nice one too."

She giggled quietly. We had not moved away from where we could see William, and she didn't want to wake him. "As a matter of fact, Mark has a very nice one," she whispered. "I know because I just saw it again when I got up." She giggled again. When we were in school together, we never talked naughty like this, and it was funny.

"You going to let me see?" I asked, also trying to keep my giggling quiet.

She took one more look at my nude husband and moved to the other bedroom door. With her hand up, she made a motion for me to wait while she tiptoed in. A moment later, she was back, opening the door enough for me to see the bed. "Okay," she whispered, "he's not showing any more than William, although I had to pull the sheet down without disturbing him." Mark was asleep on his stomach, and he was completely nude. Taller and thinner than William, he looked more angular, but I liked seeing him.

"They'll never believe we looked at them this way," she said.

"I don't think we should wake them to tell them. Anyway, do you want them to know?"

"Well, Mark is always teasing me about being so uptight. Just because I never went out with lots of boys doesn't mean that I didn't like to look a little bit." I did not say anything about how well I understood her.

"Hang on," I whispered, "I know how we can prove it to them later." I went to get the camera. Manda was not too sure about the idea at first, but when she went along with it, she reminded me to disable the automatic flash. The morning sun was bright enough anyway.

Going to our room then, I saw that William had not moved, and Manda, at my prodding, sneaked into the room and near to the side of the bed. William's legs were open a little, and I knew she could see his scrotum. As she looked at his body, I took the picture.

After she quietly retreated, we went to the other room. Handing the camera to Manda, I told her to get ready to shoot, stepping quietly into their room, moving close to the bed where she could get us both in the picture. And where I could get a closer look at Mark's body. Manda took the picture as I looked at his sleeping form.

He appeared to be sound asleep, but suddenly shifted. I quickly ducked to hide at the foot of the bed and waited. Looking toward the door, I saw Manda motioning me to lay low. After a minute, though, she signaled that I could safely get up and get out of the room.

When I stood up, however, I saw that Mark had rolled onto his back, and his soft penis was resting on his thigh, nested in his thick, dark pubic hair. A penis did not have to be erect to look lovely to me, and I stood there staring. Manda had her hand over her mouth, as if to stifle another giggle, and it did not help that I motioned for her to take another picture of this scene. She did it, though.

Back in the hall with the door shut again, we gave into that urge to giggle at what we had done. "Come with me and I'll see if I can't let you get even with me." Manda didn't know exactly what I meant and followed me nervously back into our bedroom.

William had not moved. I told her that we could take another picture from another angle: she could stand on the other side of the bed where she could see William's penis, and I would take the picture from the door of our bathroom. She was not too sure about my plan, but I told her that she should get to see all of William since I had seen all of Mark. Once in position, she forgot her nervousness and seemed to enjoy looking at William. In the picture, she is bending over a bit to look right at his penis, and her nightshirt rides up enough to show her white cotton panties.

Back out in the hallway, I asked her, "Well, do you think it's true what they say, 'Seen one, you've seen them all'"?

She giggled and answered, "They looked different enough to me."

"Yeah, how?"

She paused and then said, "William's penis definitely pointed to 9 o'clock, but Mark's was running slow, pointing only to 7." That made us break up in another fit of giggling.

"I could go back and set Mark's penis to the right time if you want."

"No, why not let me go move William's penis to the right time?" She giggled more, and I had to admit that I was surprised at how easily she fell into casually joking about touching William's penis and about looking at our nude men.

The two of us kept our secret during breakfast and the rest of the morning that we spent touring the house and property. Occasionally, Manda and I would share a conspiratorial glance, which would make us giggle a little. The guys just figured we were reverting to our roommate silliness.

Of course, out in the yard, they could see over the gate to Carrie and Steve's pool. When they found out that we were watching the place for our neighbors that week, Mark lamented, "I wish we'd known you had a pool. We'd have brought our suits."

I responded, "Who said you needed a suit, Mark?" This just made Manda giggle even more.

Over lunch, the subject of swimming came up again, and the guys discussed how we all might be able to get in the water even though William and I had no extra swimsuits. Mark was suggesting that he and Manda wear shorts, with a t-shirt added for Manda. William was suggesting something more daring. "Our swimsuits aren't that big, so it would be more fair if you and Manda swam in your underwear."

Manda laughed, "You guys would love that, I bet." She did not, however, refuse the idea.

"I have an even better bet," I said. "Underwear may be fine for Manda and me, but you guys shouldn't need your underpants."

"Oh, and why not?" Mark wanted to know.

"Because it's not like we haven't already seen you guys without your pants, that's why not."

"Yeah, right," Mark answered. William said nothing, but had a quizzical look on his face.

"All right, then. We all meet in our underwear at poolside in ten minutes. Whether or not you guys get to keep your pants on depends on the bet. Time to put up or shut up."

"And if you lose, what do we win from you and Manda?"

"Ask for anything you want, it doesn't matter."

As we all headed upstairs to get ready, Manda gave me a look that said she wasn't so sure about this idea. I told her, "Nothing to worry about. You know we have the proof we need."

"I know that, but I'm not sure I want to be swimming in my underwear."

"No problem. Once they have their pants off, you won't be feeling so exposed, I promise."

Minutes later, then, the four of us were walking together through the gate. William was wearing a red pair of low-rise briefs, but in his way, Mark's regular size white jockey shorts looked just as sexy because he was so obviously nervous about letting me see him that way.

For his anxiety, he was repaid with seeing me in a light blue matching bra and panties. They were a little skimpy, but not see-through. I didn't want to go too far, knowing that Manda's underwear had always been pretty plain. Even so, I had to admit that her white bra and briefs contrasted sharply with her warm, brown skin, an effect that certainly pleased the guys. It was difficult to ignore how petite she was. I wore a size 4, but Manda, a few inches shorter than me, wore a size 2. The fact that her body was so slight and the way she kept her arms crossed over her chest only enhanced the look she was sporting now.

Once we were at the pool, I handed the camera to William. "No doubt you'd like a picture of us."

"Sure," he said, a little surprised. Manda was equally surprised to have me stand beside her with an arm around her shoulder, posing for William. I made her put her arms down and smile, although she held her face down a bit, looking up shyly.

Once William took the picture, I said, "After you check to see how that one turned out, go ahead and look at the other saved pictures. Manda and I will be right here in the pool while you guys take your pants off."

A moment later, William was telling Mark, "We've been had," and he handed the camera to Mark. William didn't waste any time. Standing there next to Mark, he peeled off his underpants, tossed them aside, and walked over to the pool's edge to jump in. Manda forgot about worrying whether her underwear would show too much when wet and just watched William's show. His partially erect penis looked beautiful, and I know he must have been hoping to get nude in front of our friends. For Manda, his penis was only the second she had seen in real life, so I was happy to see that he was not shy in front of her.

Mark was a different story. When he realized that he too would have to strip in front of us, he hesitated before following through on our bet. Like I had done that first time with Carrie, he turned toward the house and slowly pushed his briefs down his legs. Turning around, though, he kept both his hands over his penis so that I could not really get a clear look at it. Still, I could see that he was having trouble hiding all of it, which made me want to see all of it even more.

While we swam, the guys were good sports about having lost the bet and their clothes. Mark was a little distracted from looking at Manda and me because he wanted to keep his penis out of sight as much as possible, which in the clear water was not easy. William knew to keep cool and not try talking us girls out of our clothes. He recognized that Manda would, like us, need to go slow. In order to keep her going at all, he also knew that acting casual about his own nudity would make her relax and enjoy the new sensations. He therefore sometimes found a reason to get out of the pool so she could have a clearer view of his body. His penis was fully erect a couple of these times.

One of those times, I moved next to her as she stared at William's bouncing penis and asked, "Like what you see?"

"Yes, very much, thank you." And we both giggled some more. She was acting a bit shy, but did add, "I'm glad William is so free with his body. I like seeing him." To some extent, then, his casualness must have worked because she soon felt comfortable enough to get out of the water. Her wet bra did not show much, except that her breasts must have been even smaller than mine, but her cotton panties were plastered to her skin, showing her brown bottom nicely as well as a thick growth of black pubic hair.

I too made no effort to hide my body, but my bra and panties did not show much more when wet. Nevertheless, from what I could see, Mark's penis showed that he liked what he was seeing. Finally, when it was time to go home to get ready for dinner, I did not let him off the hook: I stared directly at him as he got out of the water, making sure that he had to walk toward me to get his towel, which I threw to him to ensure that his hands got out of the way. I wasn't disappointed. His penis was still erect, long and very slender, like his body.

I surprised him then by taking a quick picture while he dried off. He was embarrassed, although he appreciated the smile I gave him. I also took a picture of William so that it didn't seem that I was picking on Mark. Manda and I were pleased to see that they must have grown accustomed enough to the exposure that they didn't put their pants back on then, remaining naked as we returned home.

Going out to dinner and then taking a drive around the area to show them the scenery meant a return to normalcy for the evening. Later in bed, William complimented me on my strategy for getting him and Mark undressed, but he wondered if I had any ideas for persuading Manda to join in. He was assuming, of course, that I would be perfectly willing to be nude in front of Mark. And he was right.

As it turned out, Mark came up with the idea for me. The next morning, the two of them were in the bathroom together. While Manda was using the tub for a bath, Mark was in the shower. He was finished before her and came out wrapped in a towel, deliberately leaving the bathroom door wide open. Rather than going back to their room, he came to the steps to call William. "Hey, grab the camera. There's another open door up here."