Tracey, The Butt of the Joke

Tracey, The Butt of the Joke.


Another author friend of mine, Spiderman, asked me if I'd be interested in co-authoring a "Tracey" story with him.  I have always been a great fan of all the Tracey and Jenny type stories, so I jumped at the challenge.  I only hope that I do the story proud and keep her in character.  

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*Author's Disclaimer*

This is a work of fiction, to be enjoyed by all those of legal age, interested in erotic and non-erotic stories.
If you are underage, do not read any further.
© 2011 Deine Freundin & Spiderman.  All Rights Reserved.
Copying, Duplicating, Re-posting, or use in any way, other than for the reader's personal enjoyment is
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Tracey, the butt of the joke.
by Spiderman & Deine Freundin

Part One


“Tracey and Emily, come into my office now” Bellowed John Chambers, the Supervisor of the parcel post company CPS (Chamber’s Parcel Service). The two girls hurried into Mr. Chambers office and said in unison “what is it Mr. Chambers?”

Girl’s you two are my most productive package deliverers and I want you to be the first to try out our two new uniform options. I guesstimated on the sizes but I think they should fit you. He handed them both silver jumpsuits that shimmered in the light and certainly brought ones attention to them.

Tracey held hers up and said “it looks tight and fairly sheer I think my green bra might show through it.”

"No worries," Chambers replied, "as you can see there is a built in brassiere, which will help keep you in place Tracey.  Yours will help add a bit of size to you Emily."

Emily blushed as she heard Chambers say this as she was rather small breasted and couldn't stand the fact that Tracey’s large breasts often seemed to get her preferential treatment around the company. Emily often fantasized about bringing Tracey down a peg as Tracey had a killer body, gorgeous face and knew how to use her curves to her advantage in almost any situation. "Someday I will embarrass the big titted cow," thought Emily.

"Go change into your uniforms and let me see how they look girls."  Mr. Chambers commanded.  Both girls went to the ladies locker room and began changing their clothes. Tracey took off her skirt and blouse and then undid the strap on her green bra revealing two gorgeous globes, that even Emily had to admit were outstanding in size, shape, and had amazing brown quarter sized nipples. Tracey pulled the jump suit up her legs and zipped it up as she thought it was skin tight and molded to her curves like a silver statue.

Emily changed into her jump suit, which wasn't nearly as tightly fitted and she had to admit, was actually quite comfortable. She glanced over at Tracey and said, "It looks like you are in silver sausage casing."  She giggled, "I hope you don’t have to eat today, it would probably burst open."

Tracey looked at Emily with an uncomfortable smile and said they should go show Mr. Chambers how these new uniforms look.

Chambers eyed the two girls up and down for what seemed to be an eternity to Tracey, but was probably more like half a minute and then he smiled. "They look excellent, but I want you two to drive together today and see how they work.  If they are functional, we will order them for everyone."

Emily asked, "Do we really have to drive together?  We usually do separate routes."

“Yes, you have to drive together and I want a detailed report on how your route went at the end of the day.”

The two uneasy girls said yes sir and went to get their truck ready.

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Part Two

The girls, who had never been the best of friends, reluctantly went on their route and at every stop their new uniform or specifically Tracey’s new uniform, drew positive comments.  Especially, if she was bending over to pick up a package. Emily felt even more ire as Tracey even received some financial tips for the packages she was delivering. "I will embarrass that cow right out of this job, if it is the last thing I do," she thought to herself.

The morning deliveries were going very efficiently.  They drove to the airport to drop off several packages for the various shops and airlines there. Tracey had been drinking her usual massive amounts of diet cola and Emily knew at 10:30 Tracey would have to use the loo. One could set their clock by her morning wee. Emily told Tracey that she was going to find the nearest bathroom and that Tracey should keep unpacking and then she could go when she returned. Tracey nodded as Emily raced down the hallway and around the corner.

As Emily entered the bathroom she was surprised to run into a maintenance worker who said,  "Hold on ma'am not that stall."

“Why not?” asked a startled Emily.

"We just finished painting the seat in that stall with a new type of acrylic paint and if you sat on it before it dried I am afraid you would literally be stuck on the pot, as it is extremely adhesive.  Almost like a super glue on steroids." she laughed. "I was just about to put the 'Out of order' sign on the stall door when you came in. Wouldn't want your ass to be glued to the seat now then would we?

Emily smirked and said, "Absolutely not."   She smiled inside, thinking that Tracey was going to have a very embarrassing morning after all.  After Emily finished her business, she took the 'Out of order sign' off the stall that had been painted and switched it to the stall that was in order.  She then called Tracey on her walkie-talkie and told her, "You best get to the bathroom in a hurry.  They're going to be closing them for maintenance in a few minutes."  She told Tracey that, The bathroom was just around the corner and that the shop keep could watch the packages until I get there."

Tracey jogged down the hallway bouncing her impressive breasts for all to admire. Tracey saw Emily in passing.  Emily told her, "Be careful, one of the stalls is closed so be sure to use the other one."  She smirked.

"Thanks."  Tracey smiled, as she hurried into the bathroom.  All the running and diet cola was taking its toll on her bladder.  Tracey opened the stall door and anxiously unzipped her jump suit and let it fall to the floor.  Then quickly slid her floral print panties down to her ankles and sat on the pot. She felt her bare butt press into the seat of the toilet and almost conform to her cheeks as she started to do her business. Tracey thought to herself that she was basically naked on the toilet and the only time she ever did that, would be just before or after a shower in the privacy of her home. Tracey giggled to herself, how foolish she must look, but couldn't help by being a bit turned on as she looked at her impressive melons and started caressing them.

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Part Three

Tracey zoned out for a minute as she was having one her favorite fantasies of sex on the beach, when she suddenly snapped out of it.

She heard Emily shout, “Tracey are you almost done?”

Tracey answered, "Sorry Em.  Be just a moment."  She grabbed her panties and tried to stand up. She thought maybe her cheeks had gotten wedged in the toilet seat somehow because she couldn't get up. She tried again and again to no avail. Her panties and jump suit were now off her feet as she was kicking her feet in her effort to stand up.  With one final effort, she accidentally kicked her jumpsuit and panties out from under the stall door and under the sinks. “Oh my goodness.”  Tracey thought,  "I am not sure why, but I can not stand up."

Emily entered the bathroom and strategically changed the 'Out of order' sign to the stall Tracey was in. Emily smiled as she saw Tracey’s jump suit and panties under the sink. She quickly grabbed them and bunched them up into a ball and deposited them into the trash bin outside of the bathroom. She then reentered and asked, "Tracey are you sick? We haven’t got all day you know.”

"Emily, I'm stuck in here."  Tracey meekly whispered.

"What do you mean? Do you need some TP?"

“No nothing like that", Tracey replied. "I am stuck to the toilet seat.  I'm not sure how or why, but I cannot get off the toilet seat."

“Oh my God Tracey.  Can't you even read?  You are in a stall that says 'out of order'”

"No.  That was the other stall," Tracey shouted.

"No chance you dumb cow! I'm looking at the sign on your stall door."

Tracey, close to tears, said,  "What do you think has happened?"

"I imagine there must be some paint or adhesive on the toilet seat and you're glued to it."  Emily said, suppressing a chuckle the best she could.  “Don’t worry I will go get help.”

“Please hurry," Tracey whimpered.

Emily took her own sweet time.  She got a snack and then called her friend at the newsroom that did quirky humorous news stories and told him to bring his camera crew to the airport. Emily then approached airport security and between laughs, explained Tracey’s predicament to them.

"She what?”  "And her what is glued to what?”  The security crew all broke into guffaws. "I think we may need our whole crew to attend to this," as they grabbed some tools and made their way to the women’s bathroom.  Tracey, couldn't believe her bad fortune and was starting to hyperventilate, when she heard someone say, “ Ma'am do you need help?”

Tracey mustered up as loud a voice as she could and said, "Yes, please.  I seem to have my seat stuck to the seat.”

The security crew laughed and said.  "Well, first thing we need you to do, is open this door."

Tracey undid the lock of the stall and kicked it open.  When it dawned on her, that she was stark raving naked, with the exception of her Reebok tennis shoes.

"Try to stand up ma'am."  One of the workers bellowed.

Tracey could only get her self up a couple inches. “I can’t get up you twit!  That is why I need help!”

Another security officer told Tracey to calm down or they would just leave her here for talking to one of their staff that way. Tracey reluctantly apologized and hoped her ordeal would soon be over with.

One of the men took out a wrench and squatted down next to Tracey and said,  "First thing we need to do is remove this seat from the toilet.  This should allow you to stand or at least get off the toilet. The screws were unloosened and soon the seat, which was attached to Tracey, came off the toilet.

Tracey was crunched over naked and barely able to walk when she said, "Now that I am off, can you just pull this seat off my ass?"

The crew laughed and said,  "Hardly. We will need to get you to the hospital.  We have done about all we can here."

Tracey started screaming, when she saw that they planned on taking her naked form out into the airport hallways and drive her on the airport mini cart.

"Can you get on by yourself or do we need to carry you ma'am?"

Tracey screamed, "You can’t lift or take me out there!  I'm naked and have a toilet seat covering my ass!"

A large crowd started to gather around Tracey and the security crew as she kept ranting about her current state of undress. As much as they could they couldn't quiet Tracey down, so they ended up tasering her. “This should quiet her up."  Two of the male workers hoisted Tracey onto the back of a trailer, and placed her on her knees with her seat covered ass pointing up in the air.

The flash bulbs and picture phones clicked hundreds of times as the gorgeous beauty with her ass attached to the toilet seat made a memorable site.  Emily smiled heartily as she couldn't wait to watch this on YouTube tonight. Emily’s friend, the reporter, arrived with a film crew and they couldn't believe the site of the woman with a toilet seat glued to her ass. As the national media converged, they were looking for any kind of background information on Tracey who was starting to regain consciousness.

She was being hauled, in what seemed to be a much extended route through the airport and Tracey again started to get hysterical. This only brought more attention to her ridiculous predicament.  "Where are you taking me?" Tracey yelled loudly.

"To the hospital sweet cheeks" laughed one of the security crew, "and quiet down or we will have to pull that clit ring out of you to get you to shut up."  Tracey turned beet red as she knew the entire airport must have had a clear view of her starfish and clit ring. Tracey bit her tongue and tried to keep quiet as she dropped her head in shame.

The ambulance ride to the hospital was very bumpy and of course Tracey’s ass was prominently displayed through the back windshield of the ambulance.  Arriving at the hospital, the paramedics wheeled her inside to the waiting Dr. and asked, "Have you ever seen one like this doc?"

"Well never one framed so nicely."  Everyone except Tracey burst into laughter.

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Part Four

Tracey snapped, hearing everyone at the hospital laugh at her predicament.  She burst out screaming, "Damn it!  Quit laughing and do something. I have a God damn toilet seat glued to my ass for Christ sake."

"Yeow!" Tracey screamed as someone swatted the exposed part of her behind and said " Ma'am, we need you to quiet down."

Tracey wailed, "I will not be quiet!"  Suddenly she felt her hands pulled behind her back.  They were soon bound with surgical tubing.  Her mouth was taped shut with medical tape.

"That should keep you quiet", the Dr. said. "Hmm, before we try to remove this seat, I think we should give her a complete physical to find out if she is physically fit to handle the operation that might be needed to get that seat off her seat. Nurse which one of the exam rooms are open?"

"None Dr."  Nurse Candy replied with a smirk, "We do have some room in the lobby though.  As I think she has been exposed enough today, a little more will not hurt her."

"Good point", the Dr. exclaimed.  Then he informed Nurse Candy to get him a rectal thermometer and a urine beaker, as he wheeled Tracey out into the lobby area.  He pushed her up against the far side of the wall and went to retrieve his stethoscope and some rubber gloves for the exam.

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Part Five

Tracey could not believe her misfortune.  Why did these things always seem to happen to her?  She thought as tears began to roll down her cheeks.  She was now in the main lobby of the ER because there were no rooms available.  To top it off the doctor wanted to give her a "complete physical" out here in front of everyone in the waiting room.  "How could this get any worse?", she said to herself.

"What was that Dearie?", Nurse Candy asked Tracey.  "Oh.  That's right.  You can't speak."  (Hehehe)  "Well, before we can take your rectal temperature, we are going to have to make sure you are all clean up inside."  Tracey was not sure what that meant, until she saw the nurse had opened a Fleet Enema box.  Her eyes became big as saucers.  She couldn't seriously give her an enema out here in the open?   Nurse Candy informed Tracey, "Damn, I forgot the K-Y lube, Guess I will have to improvise."  She secured the dispenser onto the bottle and began to insert it into the exposed pussy of the pretty patient on the gurney.

Tracey let out an audible "Gasp".  Even through her taped over mouth, fellow patients in the lobby could hear what sounded like soft moans coming from the embarrassed girl.  The nurse started to move the bottle in and out of her patients pussy, which quickly became aroused.  The faint smell of her musky sex, was permeating through the room.  Her breathing became laboured.  She could feel her massive breasts rising and lowering with each breath she took.  She tried to close her eyes, but she opened them when she heard people taking pictures of her.

What a sight it must have been for everyone there.  A buxom blond on her knees with her head down, ass up in the air and hands tied behind her back, a toilet seat stuck on her bubble butt, a nurse masturbating  her with an enema bottle.  Almost everyone had a cellphone out taking pictures.  Some were even taking video's.  Tracey was on the verge of a orgasm, when the nurse suddenly removed the faux dildo from her now dripping wet snatch.  "There.  That sure made it slippery."  Nurse Candy said loud enough for everyone to hear.

Tracey felt an object pressing against her puckered asshole.  It slipped in with ease.  Here pussy juices made sure of that.  The next sensation was foreign to her.  She had never had an enema before.  The soapy saline solution filled her bowels.  There was an unpleasant pressure that she could feel all the way to her uterus, because of her kneeling position.

As the device was removed from her rectum, the nurse said, "OK, here comes the fun part."
Tracey really wasn't ready for what happened next, and neither were the many people watching.  "We can't have you messing yourself or the hospital floor, so we will have to plug that little poop chute of yours."  She said with a huge grin on her face.

Tracey turned her head to see what the nurse was going to do next.  Her head was swinging from side to side frantically, trying to say "NO! NO!", but to no avail.  Nurse Candy had in her hand a butt-plug, the size of a cola bottle.  She slowly pushed the slender portion of the sex toy up against Tracey's puckered ass hole.  As it was pushed in deeper and deeper, it stretched her sphincter further then it ever was.

The nurse told Tracey, "To relax and it would enter much more easily."  She did her best, and with a loud *plop* it was sucked into place.

OMG! Tracey thought.  It was quite painful, but yet very pleasurable.  Her pussy juices began flowing down her thighs.

"Now my dear, we need you to empty your bladder."  Nurse Candy informed the sweating young woman.

"Hmmf Grrph Hmmmpfr grh!"  Was all Tracey could muster.

The nurse placed a bed pan under Tracey's pussy between her legs. "Don't worry Dearie.  If you pee'd in the position you were in at the moment, it would shoot out behind you and make such a mess.  So we will extract the urine from your bladder with this catheter."

"Mmmmmgrrr!"  Tracey tried to scream.  She wanted to jump up off the damn gurney, but couldn't move.  When the hell dd they secure her ankles to the railing?

The nurse now opened a sterile package containing a female catheter.  She positioned herself behind Tracey and tried to get the instrument into her urethra.  The toilet seat made it quite impossible to open her vagina wide enough to access her pee hole.  Tracey thought that the nurse was going to give up.  But instead she asked for some assistance.  Standing not to far behind her, was a young man.  He had positioned himself there to get a better view.  He wished he had brought his camera, but since he didn't, he settled for the next best thing.

Nurse Candy looked at him and asked if he could give her a hand and spread the ass cheeks of this lady?  "What are you in here for?"  She asked him.

"Oh, I just have a slight cold, runny nose.  That's all.  But I'd be glad to help you."  Never in is whole life had he ever been presented with such a proposition.  None of his classmates were going to believe this.  "Hello Tracey.  Fancy seeing you here, like this."  He said with a smirk.

Tracey couldn't believe this!  How the hell could this professional nurse ask some geeky little nerd to pry open her pussy?

"Wait....he knows me?"  Tracey shuddered.  She strained to see who it was, that was about to touch her most private parts?  To her horror, it was her snot nosed former paper delivery boy, Kyle.  She thought he had graduated and moved away by now.  She had always hated the little twerp.  He always tried to steal glimpses up her skirt or down her blouse.  And here he was seeing her buck naked.  Tracey could feel the trembling fingers of this young man on her behind.  The nurse guided his fingers to the patients pussy lips.  Informing him he had to grab onto her inner lips and pull them out and as far apart as possible.

"Oh....How nice.  You two know each other.  This should make you feel a lot better young lady, huh?  That way it won't be so embarrassing for you.  Better than letting a complete stranger handle your pussy....don't you think?"  Candy had a hard time suppressing her laughter.

As his fingers took hold of her lips, he tried to pull them apart.

(Shwiiip)

"Oh, damn those lips sure are slippery."  He blurted out.  People within ear shot rolled with laughter. The nurse told him to try again and really get a good grip this time.  He did.  This time pinching them so hard, it brought tears to poor Tracey's eyes.  But yet she became more and more aroused.

"What is that smell?" he asked.

"That my dear boy, is the smell of a woman's arousal!"  The nurse informed the young man.  Candy figured this must be his first time seeing a females pussy, let alone touching one.  She was happy to help in his sex education.

With the help of Tracey's nemesis, Nurse Candy was able to get the tubing up into the selected target.  Within a few seconds, urine began to flow into the bedpan.  Kyle still held onto her lips.  Letting go from time to time, with one hand to wipe his nose.  In the process wiping Tracey's love juices under his nose and onto his lips.  The smell was intoxicating.  The taste was exquisite.  This was better than any wet-dream he ever had.  When he returned to pulling her lips apart, he noticed the little clit ring dangling.  He began to flick it with his pinky fingers.  Each flick caused electrical spasms throughout Tracey's body.  The pressure of the anal invader, the burning of her urethra, the pain of her lips being pinched and the constant attack on her clit was just too much for her to bear.

She shuddered, moaned loudly, and started moving her hips up and down like a bucking bronco.  The orgasm lasted only a minute or two, but was so intense, she became weak and fainted.

When she came to.  She found herself, still in the waiting room, but now laying on her side.  Her hands were still bound, but this time tied to the railing of her bed.  Her mouth was still taped shut.  The catheter was no longer in her and to her relief the butt plug had been removed.  She looked over her shoulder to see Nurse Candy grabbing some sanitary wipes and proceeded to clean Tracey's butt hole.

"Well Dearie, I must say, I have never seen that happen before.  But with you in la-la land, it sure made it easy to get you all ready for the doctor.
Your little friend has your shoes and socks.  He said he will drop them off at your place when you get home.  If you get home."  (hehehe)  "Oh and your co-worker, Emily, is here as well.  She couldn't find your clothes.  You must have left them at the airport.  She did call your boss...a Mr. Chambers?  So I guess he will be coming here to fill out the paperwork.  Since this accident happened while you were working, the company will take care of your expenses.  So that's gotta be a load off your mind.  I took all your vitals and the doctor will be here shortly to finish with your exam.  I have a feeling we will be able to get you into the operating room after that.  But we need to get some X-rays of your butt first.  We're going to have to squirt a dye around you butt, where it is in contact with the seat.  The X-ray will show us, with the help of the dye, what parts of your skin are and are not in contact with the seat."

"Hello Doctor.  The patient is ready for you and here are her vitals."

Tracey saw the approaching doctor and noticed that there seemed to be more occupied seats around her bed then before.  People still had their camera phones in hand.  "When will this nightmare end?"  Tracey's eyes began to well up with tears again.

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Part Six


“Oh my goodness”, Nurse Candy exclaimed, “I have never seen anything like that.”  She broke into laughter pointing at Tracey’s much maligned bare seat. The dye which was sprayed onto Tracey’s butt, seemed to have a mind of its own as it formed concentric circles making Tracey’s butt look like an archery target.

Kyle shouted, “Now that’s a target I would like to hit over and over.”
The whole hospital broke into laughter as Tracey’s eyes swelled with tears as she hoped this was all some horrible dream.

The nurse put Tracey back on her hands and knees, getting her ready for her exam.  The Doctor approached the poor damsel, along with a laboratory technician in tow, pushing a examination cart.    

The doctor looked at poor Tracey and said so.....I see you have been keeping everyone in stitches, here in the waiting room young lady.  Usually I get a hobo bum not a literal bum to examine he chortled. The doctor fancied himself a James Bond type as he constantly had double enteritis lines and witty comments. Tracey, still a bit moist in her sugar walls and beat red from embarrassment muffled a groan as she was still gagged. The doctor said I see that your mouth is taped shut and it can be a bit painful to yank the tape off.  I am sure the last thing you want is for everyone in the hospital to hear you scream, so I guess we will take your temp rectally instead. Tracey quivered as she saw a thermometer that looked like it could be used on an elephant. The Dr. grabbed some Vaseline with his ungloved hands and rubbed it in her puckered starfish making sure his thumb entered her pussy.  It made Tracey quiver.  She was not sure behind his reason for doing so.  But she figured he had his reason, after all he was a "Doctor".

"At least I have a bulls eye to shoot for."  He laughed, looking at what seemed like circles on Tracey's butt. He then pushed the thermometer inside Tracey and said, "We will just wait for you to be done cooking", as she looked like a turkey with a pop up timer.  "You do look to be in good shape", as he eyed her up and down, "but we need to do a through exam before we can figure out what the best method of removing the seat from your seat is."

He then seemed to fondle Tracey’s breasts for what seemed to be an eternity.  He pinched her nipples, stating he was only checking for any discharge.  But it was very painful for Tracey to endure.  Even more painful than the humiliation.  He switched between her breasts so much so, it looked as if he was milking a cow.  Her breasts actually began to swell with all the manipulations.  He claimed he was checking for bumps.  The only bump Tracey saw, was the bump in the Doctor's pants.

"My, my, I hope you never get a chest cold.  In your case it would be detrimental", snorted the doctor.

Emily laughed, "Yes, I think you are seeing her breast side." Everyone broke into laughter.

Tracey couldn’t imagine how matters could get any worse, but then she saw the doctor grab some gloves and dip his hand into a large jar labeled depilatory cream.  "Don’t worry dear this is going to hurt you a lot more then it will me."  He rubbed the cream all over Tracey’s blonde landing strip.  Then started to wipe it off and with it, what ever small golden pubic locks she had around her pussy.  "We need to have you nice and clean down there.  We might even need to remove that clit ring if it gets in the way for you upcoming x-rays.

Tracey's eyes opened wide in fear.  She remembered the pain when she was pierced.  Having it removed, would surely be just as painful.

Buzzzzzzzz the doctor heard a timer go off and joked, "I think the rump roast is ready", as he pulled the thermometer out of Tracey’s butt.  It made a large popping sound as if a champagne bottle had just been uncorked. "Hmmm....it is as I suspected", the doctor said, as Tracey looked with trepidation. “ You are one hot girl!”   Nurse Candy gave the doctor a drum roll.

Tracey tried to scream, when the doctor withdrew the thermometer with such force.  But couldn't because of the gag.  It was becoming difficult for her to breath.

The Doctor stated, "Oh.  It looks as if the orderly has arrived, ready to take you to have your picture taken."

Tracey thought to herself, "Hasn't everyone already taken enough pictures of me?"


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Part Seven

After the physical exam, there was just one more thing that needed to be done to our poor heroine before she could be admitted into the operating room. The X-ray.  An orderly was called in to, to have her wheeled over to the X-ray room.  Tracey thought to herself, "Great!....another stranger to poke fun at me!...Why can't they just put me under, so I don't have to be the 'Butt of the joke' for everyone?"  She watched a young tall and handsome stranger in a full white suit walk over to her.

"You must be Tracey," he said politely with a smile that made Tracey's head swoon.  "My name is Larry, I'm here to wheel you over to the X-ray room.  My, my, my, how'd you get yourself into such a predicament?" He asked as he took a sheet to cover Tracey's backside as well as her other exposed body parts from all the prying eyes in the room.  He could easily see that the girl was in great distress and was having a difficult time catching her breath.  He cautiously and slowly removed the tape covering her mouth.  Larry saw a beautiful smile on a beautiful young lady.

"Thank you Larry, that was so kind of you."  It was the first time some one showed any kindness toward her since this ordeal began.  Tracey wondered, "Why no one else had thought of protecting my modesty and covered me up sooner?  What a nice young man."

Larry began pushing Tracey out of the emergency doors.  Looking behind her, she was happy to see that people were not following her.  Instead, most were looking at their cell-phones....for some reason.  She was worried and asked, "Um...Larry?  Ahhh, why are you pushing me outside?"

"Oh,  The X-ray room is in another building.  There is construction going on inside the hallway to that part from here, so this is the fastest and safest way to get you there."

"Hey, Bad Luck Larry!", Nurse Candy called out, "Be sure they get as many angles of her rear end as possible.  We need to know just how much of her butt can be saved if we have to tear the seat off!"  Candy laughed maniacally.

Tracey asked, "Hey a Larry?  Why did the nurse call you "Bad Luck Larry?"

"Oh, nothing to worry about.  It's more just a joke.  Sometimes bad luck seems to find me and effect those around me more then myself."

Tracey did not feel good about this "fast and safe" trip to the other building.  Well at least he was nice enough to cover her embarrASSement.  She was on all fours with her butt high in the air.  Her face was flat on the gurney.  Larry had placed a sheet over her rear and tucked the rest over and under her shoulders.  As they exited the building, a small, steady gust of wind was blowing the sheet like a cape of a super hero.  Larry was getting quite an eyeful of her puckered starfish and pierced clit.  He was concentrating on the gap of the vagina in front of his face, and didn't notice that the gurney was steering slightly to the left.  SKREECH!  BAMM!  The gurney had fallen off the curb and onto the parking lot.  Tracey was lying on her back, legs spread, boobs fully exposed.

"Son-of-bitch!" Tracey yelled, "That EF'en hurt.  Oh my God, I think part of the seat ripped my flesh!  I feel blood dripping from my ass!  Help me Larry, Help!"

Larry looked at the vision in front of him.  Never before had he seen such a lovely patient.  He had plenty of naked women in his years as an orderly, but never one this hot.  He circled around to see that Tracey's ass was sitting in the drainage ditch.  It was full of dirty water because the drain was clogged with leaves and grass from the ground crews clippings.  They were working....past tense...because when the spotted the pretty blond fall off the gurney and saw she was stark naked.  Three burly men came over to see if they could lend a hand.

Tracey knew her nightmare was about to continue.  More strangers were about to see her in all her glory.  Larry tried to ease Tracey's mind and insured her, she was not bleeding.  But she did need to be cleaned up.  He asked Tracey if it would be OK for him to go inside and get some more medical personnel to help get her cleaned up?

"No! No, please don't leave me with these strange men."  With the help of the landscapers, Tracey was placed back on the gurney.  Same position as before, but not until she had her breasts groped, fingers inserted into her pussy, one guy even rubbed his crotch against Tracey's face.  She could feel his hard dick press against her cheek, nose, mouth and chin.  She so grateful that Larry was still there, otherwise who knows what these men would have done to her or where she would have ended up.  They all gladly helped to wipe her ass clean from any dirty water that may have reduced the dyes effectiveness.  They did all comment about how the dye kind of looked like a "Bulls-eye" with her asshole opening at it's center.  This brought great laughter to all the men around.

Larry finally got his patient to the X-ray building.  He did manage to protect her dignity with the sheet again.  For that she was grateful.  He saw the elevator open with a few people in it.  "Can you hold the elevator please? I have a patient going up."  A nurse saw his approach and hit the "Hold" button.  After the new arrivals squeezed themselves in, it was quite cramped.  There was not much room to move around.  The gurney took up most of the space, along Larry, the nurse, a teenager, another orderly with an old woman in a wheelchair, the elevator was full.  The young teenager had on a cast.  He saw the funny lady in the silly position and wondered what she had on under the sheet?  Typical perverted teen.  Just as the door was closing, he grabbed the corner of the sheet and wedged it into the closing doors.  He timed it perfectly.  It was locked in place between the doors and as the elevator went up, the sheet stayed in place.

Tracey shrieked, "OMG! Larry!  The sheet!  It's coming off!  Please do something!"

Larry tried to pull it out of the doors, but it did not budge.  To every one's horror, except maybe the teen, Tracey was totally exposed in a matter of seconds.  The teens eyes looked into the eyes of the frightened girl on the gurney.  She had the look of a deer in the headlights.

The kid was like, "Oh holy shit!  You have some big ole titties!  What the fuck?  You have a toilet seat stuck to your ass!"  To that comment, everyone in the elevator laughed even Larry had to chuckle.  Tracey, however did not laugh.  She just turned her head away from every one's eyes and buried her face in the pillow on the gurney.  She heard the old women breath a sigh of disdain, "Slut!"

Just before the door opened, Larry took off his white staff jacket and placed it over the seated behind and apologized profusely.  The door opened he pushed his patient out the door in hopes Tracey would not feel much worse.  To her unpleasant surprise, the young lad exited the elevator too, along with the nurse.  All four of them worked their way down the hall to the waiting area of the X-ray room.  Without the nurse or Larry noticing, the lad took out his camera phone and clicked a few pictures of the funny site in front of him.  The two hospital employees gave the X-ray tech their paperwork.  Luckily Larry arrived first.

Once Tracey was placed on the table,  the machine began to take pictures of every position possible.  She informed the tech that for some reason, it felt as if her rear was beginning to feel a little warm.  The tech came over to investigate.  She touched the velvet skin of Tracey's plump behind. It appeared that wherever the dye had come in contact with her skin, the x-rays seemed to have somehow heated up to a point that, permanently "tattooed" the ink onto her skin.

"Hmmmm?", very interesting she commented.

"What?", Tracey asked.  "What happened?  Is something wrong?  Please tell me! "

"No worries, young lady."  The tech reassured her.  "I'm sure the doctor will let you know if any concerns should arise.  I'm almost finished here.  So, lets get this over with so we can get you back to the ER."  After a few more minutes, the X-ray machine stopped humming and Tracey was wheeled out into the waiting area of the room.  The young boy couldn't resist taking a few more pictures of now Tracey's fully exposed behind.

Larry saw what was going on and quickly grabbed another sheet and covered his patients exposed skin from more prying eyes.  After the technician gave an envelope containing the x-ray pictures, he began wheeling her back to the elevator.  The nurse that brought the young boy, yelled out to him, "You know that the construction is put on hold, so you can take your patient through the building."

"You mean I didn't have to take her outside?", he chuckled.  "Guess that was a bit of bad luck, that could have been avoided, huh?"

Tracey was not amused.

The orderly brought Tracey back into the waiting room of the ER, much to the approval of those that had seen her earlier.  This time however, there seemed to be much more commotion than before they left.  Both Tracey and Larry saw a gentleman talking to a camera crew.  Tracey wasn't quite sure but it looked like Mr. Chambers was 'that' man.

"Oh...this can't be good!" , feared Tracey.

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Part Eight - (conclusion?)


Mr. Chambers arrived at the hospital wishing to see Tracey. Ever the opportunist Mr. Chambers, overheard a film crew outside of the ER room squawking with the hospital staff. Chambers recognized that it was a crew from the reality show that highlights different ER rooms and the various cases they get. The hospital staff was saying they couldn't film Tracey’s em_Bare_Ass_ing situation as there was no one responsible for her to sign the release.

"Uhhhhhh hummmmm", Chambers cleared his throat and introduced himself and his company as he knew this could be a gold mine of publicity for his parcel service company. "Gentleman, I am the owner of the company that Miss Smith works for.  And seeing that technically, she is still on the clock, I think I can sign the release from.  Provided I get Chambers Parcel Post mentioned a minimum of 6 times during your segment. The film crew was happy to agree and Chambers took his pen to the paper. "One more condition, Emily, Kyle, and I are all allowed into the operating room to watch the procedure as well."  Candy laughed at hearing the second request and the documents were then signed.


Poor Tracey, mortified and praying to herself that this was just a bad dream, closed her eyes. When she opened them hoping to find herself back in her flat, she moaned as she saw Chambers, Emily, Kyle, and Candy all ogling  her charms. Tracey started convulsing as she couldn't believe it but somehow she was becoming excited as well as mortified.  Mr. Chambers approached the young patient and said something she could swear he had said to her some other time, “Looks like this might be your lot in life Tracey.”


Emily explained how Tracey’s lack of observational skills got her into this most sticky situation.  Also, how Tracey had accidentally trashed the prototype new uniform. Chambers was angry at the loss of uniform, but was enjoying seeing Tracey in the flesh.  He had often fantasized about seeing her in the buff. What a site it was as her breasts seemed even larger as she was on all fours like a dog with her ass in the air presenting a target not to be missed. Chambers thought to himself the only thing missing was a collar around her neck and his manhood inside her.

The Nurse walked over to the gurney and swiftly removed the sheet that had been protecting Tracey's modesty.  "We won't be needing this anymore."
Chambers couldn't believe what he was looking at.  He had always wanted to see his employee naked, and see here did.  His arteries were not the only thing that was hardening at the moment.  Nurse Candy wheeled Tracey into the operating room.


The camera crew clamored for space as the doctor now began –finally- to try and remove the toilet seat from Tracey’s derriere. "Scalpel", he barked as the nurse handed him one.  He put it in his hand and then placed the scalpel between the toilet seat and her taunt skin. "Hmm, this will not do until we can get this seat skinnier. Grab me a skull drill." he ordered.  Then when given one, began drilling the toilet seat whittling it thinner and thinner. Once he was satisfied that the seat was as skinny as it could be he again asked for the scalpel.

"Now dear, I am afraid that we are going to have to remove a bit of skin from your cheeks, but I will be sure to make it as minimal amount as I can." Tracey felt a cold blast of something against her ass and backs of her thighs as some type of liquid freeze made her legs and butt go numb. The doctor worked ever so delicately using the scalpel to remove the remainder of the toilet seat from Tracey’s ass. When he was finished cutting he removed the last outline of the toilet seat from Tracey’s buttocks and admired his handiwork.

"The toilet seat has  been removed, I am sorry to say that the dye which makes your bottom look like a dart board, cannot be removed except by a laser and you will have to let your skin heal first before we can erase that.  Who is going to be responsible for this young woman?" asked the doctor.  Several wishful hands were raised but Chambers said, "She is my employee, so I will look after her."

"Excellent, then I am going to give you some bottles of salve that you are going to need to apply to her bare backside at least three times a day. She will also be in pain, so she will need these meds which will deaden the pain, but will leave her a bit loopy and very suggestible."

Chambers feigned a  moan and said, "Well, if I must I must."  All the while hoping no one would see the enormous bulge developing in his pants.

The television crew were starting to depart and things seemed to be getting back to some sense of normalcy. Well at least, for everyone except Tracey, who was still bare ass naked and still very numb in the legs.  “Come on Tracey, lets get you down and apply your salve, then we can see about getting you something to wear out of here."  Clothes sounded like heaven to Tracey, that she wasn't even concerned about bending down and letting Chambers rub salve all around her ass. She wasn't certain but she thought he may have tried to insert a finger in her as he was rubbing in the salve. Finally after what seemed to be five minutes but was really more like ten, Chambers was finished.

"Well Tracey, I am sorry that you were the butt of the joke today but I don’t think anything else can happen to you" Mr. Chambers said, sounding disappointed. "Let me see if we can find something for you to wear, why don’t you come over here while I go investigate."

Tracey started to walk towards the side of the room when her still numb legs went limp and she fell forward and went down to the ground in a thud. When Kyle and Emily pulled her up they started giggling as Tracey had done it again.  She emerged from the floor with two huge suction cup looking devices, used for skin therapy toning, attached to her breasts. "Honestly" Emily said, "Is there nothing that you can’t get stuck on you?"  She started trying to pull the devices off of Tracey’s enormous breasts and then smiled with the realization that they were stuck and that Tracey’s hospital stay was not quite finished.  She went to track down the television crew.

Tracey wept.

Richards Morning-Wood dilemma.

Richards Morning-Wood dilemma.

By Deine Freundin

--------------A Favorite quote of mine --------------

We come into this world unclothed, fighting, screaming and crying....

I don't think we should leave that way....

We should go unclothed, dancing, singing and laughing....

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(This is possibly the longest story that I have ever written, thanks to the encouragement of a very good Cowboy friend of mine.  One that I will, forever hold dear to my heart.)

Richards Morning-Wood dilemma.

By Deine Freundin

Part 1 

Richard had been cutting lawns for almost a decade, since he was 12.  Now as an adult, he decided to go into business for himself.  He never finished High School, and manual labor was the best he could do.  He wasn't all that bright, but his wife, Michelle, didn't mind.  They had been childhood sweethearts, growing up next door to each other.  In fact, it was his lack of a higher education that attracted him to her.  He possessed an almost child-like innocence.  He was deeply devoted to her.  Being very handsome, very muscular and very well endowed, didn't hurt either.  

After the first year, it became evident that unless things changed drastically during the next, he will not be able to continue.  He worked six days-a-week, from dawn to dusk.  If the weather did not cooperate, he actually worked eight days-a-week.  He was barely bringing in 2,000 a week, with most of his income going to business expenses.  His old truck did not get very good petrol mileage and his equipment didn't either.  His insurance was eating up most of his profit as well.  After expenses, his take home was between 500 - 800 a week.  This was enough at first, because Michelle had a very good job as a medical assistant for the only doctor in their small town. 

The following year though, his wife lost her job.  The old small time doctor passed suddenly.  They lived to far from any hospital.  So she settled down trying to help make ends meet by selling some arts & crafts of hers.  She was quite talented in that department. 

One day, while looking through the job listings in the newspaper, she came across an interesting Ad for a landscaper for a remote campground.

**Landscaper wanted for a private campground. Must be able to cut grass, along with other landscaping duties.  Must have own equipment.  Two to three days a week to complete work.  Must be approved and willing to abide by campground rules. Call to set up an appointment**

She gave her husband the number.  He asked the lady on the phone for details, and was taken back a bit, by the lady's reluctance to give more information.  She did request that he bring his equipment and was pleased that he was the 'Sole Proprietor' of his company, "DJ's Lawn Service." 

So before the cutting season began for the year, Richard drove out to the "Morning-Wood Natural Campground".  He wondered what a 'Natural Campground" was?  Aren't all campgrounds natural?, he thought.  It took him nearly three hours to get to his destination.  He thought to himself, "This will never work out.  I didn't realize pulling my trailer would make my travel time so much longer."

He entered a circle drive of what looked like a country club golf-course.  The building was modeled after a southern plantation.  A thick grove of trees and impregnable hedges lined the driveway & property, all the way to the building.  A large solid wooden gate with a sign on it was off in the distance.  Richard was about to turn around and head back home, when a tall statuesque blond-headed buxom lady appeared at the front door and walked toward his truck. Her playboy looks were not what caught his eyes, it was the fact that she was wearing a very short silky housecoat.  He secretly wondered what she had on underneath.  He loved his wife dearly, but he was also a male.  Everyone knows, the prettier a woman is, the lower a man's IQ drops.

The blond approached the driver's door. Richard opened it and met her outside his truck.

She introduced herself as Ann and said, "You must be Richard Johnson?"

".....Ah...yes...That's me...my...ah name.  You can call my Dick....Oh My God! I'm so very sorry....I meant you can call Me...me Dick. Dick Johnson."

Ann chuckled, "Dick?...Dick Johnson?...Isn't that terribly redundant?"

Richard looked confused.

"Never mind Dick.  Dick Johnson.  Please follow me.  We can talk more comfortably inside."  She looked back at the landscaper and secretly enjoyed the fact he was entranced with her derrière .  "Men!", she thought to herself.

He followed the shapely blond into a side office.

She began, "Before I begin, I will tell you what happened to my last landscaper.  He retired.  He was an elderly man and had been working here for almost 30 years.  He began here back when my parents started the campground.  It took him 2 days to complete everything.  One day to do all the cutting, trimming and edging.  The second day he would do any weeding, gardening and landscape work that needed to be done.

The important thing is, you must cut on Wednesday, EVERY week.  Therefore, landscaping will be done the next day.  If the weather forecast calls for rain on either Wednesday or Thursday....You must cut on Tuesday!......"

.....(Richard did not like this woman's assertiveness...and was about to get up and leave, when...)...

"....For this you will be paid 3000 a week for the 35 weeks we are open.  If this is satisfactory, we can proceed with the next part of the interview?"

Richard was caught off guard.  He thought he had misheard the woman.  When he asked her to repeat that figure again, he still couldn't believe it.  "Can I ask why you are paying so much?  Just how much land does this campground cover?"

She informed him, "That there are about 200 acres, half of which is wooded.  There is a spring fed natural 10 acre lake...."

Richard figured this is why it's a natural campground....

".....We have 100 sites on 50 acres, each of which have full electrical and water hook-ups.  There are also two swimming pools, one outdoor and one heated indoor.  We also have several bathroom and shower facilities. There are also a couple of sports fields.  Soccer, Baseball, mini-gulf, etc.  All of which need TLC tending.  If the salary is satisfactory to you, I would like to take this to the next step."

Richard still couldn't believe what this woman was willing to pay.  He asked if he could first call his wife and ask her about what she thought.

Ann appeared to be a little saddened by the news that Richard was not single, but happily agreed to give him some privacy, while he made his call.

Michelle was overjoyed, upon hearing how much her husband would be making in a week...and only for two to three days of work at that.  When she was told that there was still more to talk about before he was guaranteed the job, she told him he better do what ever it took to get this job.  She let him know that they had to dip into there savings at the start of the year, in order not to lose their home and there was only enough to see them through for another 6 months....till the end of the year if he could keep his customers from last year and maybe find another 10 to 20 new accounts.  But that would mean he would have to work every day of the week, with no rest until the season was over.  She even offered to help him out with the work.  But it would be hard on both of them and that meant no children in the near future as she was looking forward to having. 

Richard told her that the last landscaper worked there for 30 years´and retired.  He kissed her goodbye on the phone and called for Ann to continue with the interview.

Ann asked about his equipment, smiling in the process.  Richard saw her smirk and smiled back, but not quite sure why.  He took her out side and opened his trailer.  Ann was impressed at how clean and organized everything was inside.  There was a large riding machine and an equally large walking lawnmower.  Several petrol powered trimming machines.  Hedge-trimmers, edging machines, backpack blowers and several cabinets, holding tools and supplies.

"Wow Dick, I'm really impressed at how neatly you have everything placed and how clean all your equipment is kept.  How big are your mowers?"

"Well, the rider is a 72", for large areas and the walk-behind is a 52" for tighter areas, both are hydrostatic drives with 24hp engines...."

"Stop!...That's very nice, I can see you know your stuff and I am impressed to know you have a 72 incher and know how to use it."  With that remark, she openly laughed, whole heartily.  Richard joined in, but again, not sure why. "Ok Dick (still chuckling), follow me back inside and I need to explain a few more things on the way to the campground.  She picked up a clipboard with some paperwork on it and a pen and walked out the back door toward the large wooden gates.  

Richard was trying to do the math in his head.  Trying to figure out just how much money this new job would bring in.  He knew he wasn't the best at math, but he did figure out he would be making more then 100K a year for under 9 months of work.  Plus only working 2-3 days a week as well.  He knew friends that where earning that much working 5 days a week and a whole year at that.  

Ann was explaining to Richard, what his new job would entail as they walked along the gravel-stone driveway.  But he couldn't exactly hear everything Ann was saying, as the gravel crunched under their feet.  But as they neared the sign on the gate, it became readable.  Richard froze and blushed.

"No clothes are to be worn beyond this point, by ANYONE!"

   

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Richards Morning-Wood dilemma.

By Deine Freundin

Part 2

Richard froze in his tracks.  He turned to Ann and gave her a look of undeniable bewilderment. 

"Aaah...What does that sign mean?", he asked.

"Oh my God, I do hope you can read my dear Dickie!  Weren't you listening to me as I was talking to you on the way up here?"

"Well, to be honest, my mind was elsewhere and I really couldn't hear you because of the gravel and all.  But again, What kind of place is this?

Ann couldn't believe this country boys naiveness.  "Well, Mr. Dick Johnson.  This is a 'Clothing Optional Family Campground'...a Nudist Resort.  Do you understand what that means my dear Mr. Lawnmower man?"

"Yes...I...ah...do.  But does that mean there will be naykid people all around while I'm working?"

"Well...there might be some.  Most people come from Friday through Sunday, some do show up as early as Thursday and few even stay a whole week or two.  The place is not as crowded from Monday to Thursday. That is why I informed you, you would have to cut from Tuesday through Thursday.  Actually it would be great if you could be finished my Thursday or Wednesday.  Do you have a problem with nudity?", Ann asked.

"I don't mind looking at people with no clothes on, but what would they think of me working all covered up and them all naked as a jay-bird?"   

"Oh, they won't mind.  Nudists actually don't even acknowledge the nudity of people around them.  I mean since everyone is unclothed, it's actually no difference then if everyone were wearing clothes.  And since you will be unclothed as well, no one will give it a second thought."

"WAIT...What?? You expect me to be naked as well?"

"Please Dick, stop saying *Naked"...it sounds dirty.  'Nude' or 'Unclothed' sounds so much more pleasant and appealing."

"Naykid..???....Nude...??? What's the difference?  I can't work without any clothes on!!!  Besides not being natural , I bet it ain't safe either!"

"Wait my dear friend.  You are saying being nude is not natural? Where you born with clothes on?  I don't think so!", Ann became irate.  She hated people who were so narrowed minded to think that all nudists were perverts or something.  That all those that frequented FKK resorts, were fornicating out in the open in front of strangers and their children. She was about to bid Richard farewell and walk back to the office, until Richard spoke meekly. 

While Ann was tearing into Richard, he was thinking about what his wife had told him earlier...."...he better do what ever it took to get this job."   He knew that this was actually some easy money.  Plus he could still keep some of his customers from last year and that way they could be really raking in the money.  Besides, didn't Michelle say she was willing to help him out?  He smiled, thinking about her über-sexy body strutting around with a line-trimmer or a backpack blower.

"Ah...Ann...Ma'am.  I'm sorry if I offended you.  It's just that this really took me by surprise.  I mean, this whole naked...I mean Nude thing.  I'm really sorry.  I guess I could work without any clothes on and since everybody else around me will be naked, I mean nude too, It shouldn't really matter."

"Ok, Mr. Johnson.  Apology accepted.  Let's...."

"My friends call me Dick", Richard interrupted and smiled. "May I ask what is your name Ann.  I think I should call you by your proper name.  We don't know each other well enough for me to call you just 'Ann'."

"Well, Dick, everyone calls me 'Ann'.  I rarely have anyone call me Ms. Bär."

This time it was Richards turn to laugh.  "Ms. Bare!  Really?  Why that's the funniest think I heard."  Hardy...Har, Har"

"I know.  Very funny. Dick.  Dick Johnson.  But it's not 'Bare', it's Bär.  It's a German name.  It means 'Bear'."

"Oh...now I get why you were laughing at 'Dick' and 'Johnson'.  Like they mean the same thing.  Much like your 'Bear' and 'Bare'.  That's really funny.  Say, do you think my wife could help me out working here?.  That way we would be sure to be finished on time.  I mean it took me nearly  three hours to get here.  That means six hours of travel time and I figure on it taking me about 10hrs to cut and trim everything, which won't leave me much time to sleep before I would have to return the next day."

"No Dick.  I don't see any problem with your wife helping you out.  And as for your travel time.  You two are more then welcome to stay in our maintenance cabin near the edge of the property by the woods.  That's where the last man and his family stayed for the 30yrs he was here."

"Huh?  Did you say the last guy lived here on the grounds with his wife?"

Ann interjected, "...and his children.  He had one son and two daughters.  The children would catch the bus at the end of the drive.  School is only an hour and a half away.

They loved it here and were very sad to leave.  This is a very friendly environment for a family to live and grow up in."

"Wait, his children lived here as well?  But they wore clothes to school? Right?"

"Yes of course silly.  You can't run around the countryside without any clothes on.  Unless you're inside the grounds that is." Ann said, smiling.

"So you're saying that there will be children around while I'm working without any clothes on?" Richard asked nervously.

"Yes Dick.  But I assure you, Naturists are a different breed of people.  You will have to change you preconceived notion, that 'dirty' things go on at these resorts."

"It's not that... Ms. Ann....", Richard began to show signs of becoming agitated about something.  

Ann wasn't sure what was going on or what was going through Richards mind.  

Richard began stuttering, ".....You see Ann.  I have a rather large...You know...."  Looking down towards the ground.

"You don't mean, you actually have a 72 incher? Do you?"

"No Ma'am", he snickered.  "It's not THAT big, but it is on the longer side.  Don't you think it might be better if I at least wear a pair of boxers or something?"

"Oh dear.  Are you nervous about being seen in the nude?  I can reassure you, that we have men and women of ALL sizes here....and the kids have seen it all and never make fun of anybody.  I told you.  Naturists are of a different caliber.  We respect people and their body's.  No one ever talks about somebody else's body. Let's step inside and I can show you around better."

The two stepped inside.  Ann closed the heavy gate and preceded to take off her silky camisole and placed it over her arm.  Richards jaw gaped open.  He had a difficult time closing his mouth.  He was blatantly staring at Ann's curvaceous body.  Her breasts were firm and cone shaped. She had no areola to speak of, but her breasts were topped off with the cutest pencil eraser sized nipples.  Her waist was narrow and sat atop the smoothest, most beautiful hips he had ever seen.  He really thought she should be in a men's magazine. He had heard the term 'Hardbody' before, but never thought he'd see one in his lifetime.  This woman was extremely sexy and exotic.  He almost forgot he was married. Looking down between her legs, he saw she had no hair covering her slit.  He could feel his penis come to life.

Ann smiled knowingly, "Your turn Dick!"

As if he was under a spell, he couldn't take his eyes off the goddess before him and began to remove his shirt, followed by his shoes, socks, pants and boxers.  He was snapped back to reality, when he heard the audible gasp that pierced the silent air.  

Ann let out a quiet whistle as she observed Richard remove his shirt, showing a marvelous well chiseled six-pack under a pair of pecks that could rival any body-builders.  Her gaze was transfixed on his crotch.  Her breathing became hesitant and stopped outright when he pulled down his underpants.  He didn't have a 72 incher, but it might as well have been.  She looked on in disbelief as his member slowly was coming to life.  Soft, he was easily eight inches in length.  His penis was waking up and within seconds, and almost doubled in size. Ann gasped, as her breathing resumed.  It was obviously too large and heavy to point straight out, but it did make an effort to move forward through the air.  Ann felt Richard could easily be the poster boy for Morning-Wood.

It was Ann's turn to blush.    

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Richards Morning-Wood dilemma

By Deine Freundin

Part 3

Richard returned home late that night.  He wasn't exactly sure how he was going to approach his wife about his new job offer.  Well it wasn't actually an 'offer' anymore.  He agreed to Ann Bärs terms and conditions.  One of which was, he could not bring an outside employee that was not his wife or his children.  The last part wasn't a problem.  Michelle, Dicks wife, was over-joyed when he arrived home.

"So dear?  Tell me all about it.  How did the interview go?  Did you accept the job?"  Michelle was very eager to hear what her husband had to say.

Richard  was going to tell her about the place being a 'Nudist' campground, but decided to hold back until he could get a better feel about how his wife would take it.  He tell her about how much it paid, which made her eyes light up.  But he could also see the questioning look on her face.  It was easy to read.  Obviously she was wondering why it paid so much.  He also told her of the travel time involved and about the days it would take to finish all the work.

While he was being shown around the grounds by Ann, he could tell that the actual cutting will not take that long since his mower was so large.  He remembered his new employer stating that fact and laughing about it.  She told him that his... "Equipment was much larger than the last landscaper."  At that point it became pretty clear what she was talking about, but poor Richard didn't catch on.  He determined what would take the longest amount of time would be all the trimming.  Ann pointed pointed out that all the electrical posts, fire pits  around each site had to be kept trimmed.  Again she chuckled.  Richard thought to himself, that this woman sure is in a happy mood all the time.  Although when she mentioned the word 'Trimmed'...he did sneak a quick peak at her shaved crotch.

The mini-golf course had several putting greens that would need very special attention.  It was clear the last landscaper knew how to maintain the grounds.  He learned that he had his wife help him as did his children when they were old enough to do so.  So that is why he was able to finish in only two days..  He figured that it will take him three days to do all the work.  Richard told his wife about the chance to stay at the ground, free of charge, in a cabin set aside for the maintenance man and his family.  Michelle liked that idea.  She they could spend some time up there on weekends.  He tried to let her know that it will take him several days to complete the work and would probably need to stay there a night or two each week.  He was surprised to find out she was not against that idea.  

"After all, I did tell you to do whatever it took to get this job", she reminded him.  While her husband was telling her about the grounds and duties, she had quickly done the math in her head.  The pay he would be getting will easily be enough to get them through each year. But she still wondered why they were paying so much.  She figured that the place must be huge, so that must be the reason.

Several weeks later, Richard had made sure his lawn equipment was in top shape.  He passed his current accounts to several landscaper friends he knew.  All this with his wife's approval.  He also packed some clothes for the trip, and laughed at doing so.  But if he didn't, his wife would surely think it odd.  Besides, he would have to still have a change of clothes when he went into town. Wouldn't he?

Early one morning, he bid his wife farewell.  Telling her he would see her in three days.  Part of him felt as if he was cheating on her, by not telling here the whole truth.  But then he convinced himself, he never lied to her....he just omitted the truth.  He arrived at the main building, of the grounds, mid-morning.  It was a little cool out as the spring air was not very humid and there was a slight breeze.  

He entered the office building and was surprised to see his employer there in a pant-suit.  She told him she had a luncheon meeting with some investors.  She was happy to see Richard.  She knew once word spread about her new landscaper and his *hehe* equipment, she knew more people would camp here.  Mostly older richer men brought their 'trophy wives' here to show them off.  Many older women would bring their 'boy toys'.  There weren't as many family's with children around here, as there were in the past.  She herself was actually raised her as a child.  Her parents had purchased the grounds before she was born.  She had taken over after her passed away.  She knew she was very young to be running such a large complex.  But in all truth, it kind of ran it's self.  The last landscaper was more than just the lawn-cutter, he actually kept the place running smoothly.  He did repairs to buildings and facilities.  It was Ann's hope the Richard will continue that tradition.  But she would have to mold and lead him in gently.

Richard's boss had given him several keys, one of which was to a gate that was on a back road to his secluded cabin.  He was told he could disrobe there.  He was somewhat puzzled.  "I thought I had to strip naked...I mean, remove my clothes before I entered the grounds?  You made me take off all my clothes when I went through the gate last time.  I mean the sign!...It say's"

Ann laughed slightly, "I didn't 'make' you do anything.  I took off my clothes and for some reason you did to.  Which was actually pretty good.  It showed me you were comfortable enough to be seen nude.  That was the main reason I decided to hire you.  True....You are to be nude on the grounds whenever and as much as possible.  But realistically, we can't expect you to strip outside the gate and then enter.  You are allowed to come inside, set up camp, etc., before you disrobe.  Plus many women tend to wear undergarments when they get a visit from their 'Aunt Flo'."

"Oh, I understand.  Nudity isn't mandatory 100% of the time, but greatly appreciated?"

"Yes sir, Dickie boy.  You are beginning to understand."

"Uh....am I still expected to do my duties in the nude?", Richard asked.  "I mean it is kind of cool today."

"Yes dear, you are.  The rules state, that any and all activities are to be enjoyed without any clothing.  So your landscaping 'activities' are do be done so.  While I have your attention, I was wondering, do know know how to fix things?  Like roofs, appliances, doors, windows, etc.?"

"Yes ma'am I do." Richard replied.  "My wife tells people, that I am a jack of all trades, master of none."

Ann was delighted.  "That is great.  Because there might come some times when I might be calling on you to perform certain duties.  Speaking of your wife, Will she be joining us in the near future?"

"Well, I'm not sure ma'am."

"Ok, Dick.  Stop it with the *Ma'am' thing. Will you?  I mean, we are probably close to the same age anyways."

"Alright ma'am.  Sorry.  I mean, Ann."  Richard told his new employer that he had better get busy with his duties and headed towards his cabin.  Once inside, he looked around.  The place was smaller then his home.  From the front foyer, he could it had a small kitchen/dining room area, a large living room with a fireplace.  Upon further investigation, he marveled at the Fireplace/Chimney which was centrally located, so that opposite of the fireplace in the living room, was the fireplace for the bedroom.  A bathroom was off the main bedroom and there was a wooden staircase leading up to to a spare bedroom and a small sitting area which could be made into an office or game area.  Off to the side of the kitchen was a small pantry-room slash dry firewood storage room with a door leading outside.  Richard was transfixed on his new surroundings.  It was as if he was standing in a dream.  Even though the wooden log cabin was smaller then his current home, it was much cozier.  He simply had to convince his wife to give up their home and move in here.

He put away his clothes that he brought up and disrobed.  He had walked around his own home in the nude before, so this was not new to him.  What was new to him was the fact that in a few minutes, he'd be outside. NAKED!....No wait...NUDE!  He could feel his penis fill with warm blood.  Slowly becoming rigid.  Was this actually turning him on?  He couldn't believe that is was.  He wondered what part of all this was getting him so excited.  It felt a little dirty to him.  But it could just be, because it was new and exciting....exciting.  His now fully erect penis told him, he was EXCITED.  Richard thought to himself, he can't go out side in this state.  Something had to be done.  He glanced around, knowing already he was alone.  He sat down on the comfortable couch that was in front of the fireplace, firmly grabbed hold of his massive penis and began stroking it.  Slowly at first, then continuing in a more rapid fashion.  He heard his large testicles slap against the wooden frame of the couch.  Richard closed his eyes, thinking of his naked wife.  

She had a body!....Hmmm.  Large round breasts, much larger then Ms. Ann's.

  

Huh? Why did that vision come into his mind?

He continued stroking.

Visualizing his wife's succulent waist, hips and buttocks.  Hers were a little plumper then Ms. Ann's.

Huh? Wait!  Again? 

He loved his wife!  He would never cheat on her.  Never dream of cheating on her!  Well...maybe dream.  He smiled.  His arm moving faster now.  He remembered staring at Ann's body when he first saw her nude.  Her breasts were so cute and her bronze body.  No tan lines.  Michelle had tan lines.  Now comparing the two, he actually began to think 'Tan-lines' were kind of ugly.   And Ann's shaved pussy!  Wow, that was hot.  Michelle never shaved hers.  He will have to convince her to do so.  He could feel himself getting close.  He grunted.  His mind no longer had pictures of his loving, shapely, sexy wife.  He was dreaming of his new boss's body.  He convinced himself, it was not cheating if he was only fantasizing about Ms. Ann Bare's body.  He laughed and groaned and came.  Several shots of semen landed on the floor beneath his feet.  He caught most of it in his opposite hand.  Looking down he saw that his penis had deflated...somewhat.  

As he stood up and headed into the kitchen, one hand still massaging his penis, the other hand cupped, holding a goodly amount of his man-seed, He froze in mid stride.  There in the kitchen stood his new employer.

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Richards Morning-Wood dilemma.

By Deine Freundin

Part 4

"Ah!  Ms. Bare, I mean... Ms. Bär...aaah...Ann!  You startled me!"  Richard had that 'Deer in the headlight' look

Ann chuckled, for Richard looked like a boy who just got caught with his hand in the "Cookie Jar."  It was obvious what he had been doing, but didn't want to make Richard feel more uncomfortable then he is or will be.  "Oh sorry Dick.  I didn't know you where in here.  I thought you'd be out cutting the fields or something.  I just came in to check the inventory.  I figured since I was going to be in town, I could stock up on some dry-goods, food and drinks.  What do you like to drink anyway?"

Richard was unsure of what to do.  He wasn't sure if his new employer had seen him doing what he was doing.  Not sure how long she had been there?  He nonchalantly walked past her, and proceeded to was his hands in the sink.  He thought he was clever by telling her, he was just cleaning his equipment.  As he said it, he realized how stupid of a comment it actually was.

Ann burst out laughing, "Oh my God dear Richard!  That was hilarious!  Sorry."  She looked down at his now flaccid, but rather still pretty lengthy penis.  "It seems you still have a leak in your 'equipment'."  

A long thin string of after cum was dripping from his tip. Richard looked down and saw what she saw, quickly grabbed a paper towel and wiped his tip.  "I'm so sorry Ann, I was just nervous about working in the nude.  I had a hard-on and thought it best  to relieve myself, before I began working outside.  I thought it would be inappropriate to be seen outside with an erection.  Please don't fire me!  Or think of me as some kind of pervert or any thing."

"No worries Dick.  Honestly.  It's quite normal for men to get an erection.  You guys can't help it.  As long as you don't flaunt it around or in your case lasso a mare.  If it happens again, you did the right thing, just don't do it front of everybody.  I'm sure you only became excited because this is new to you.  Many guys do.  But after a while, you'll be used to everyone being naked, I mean nude.....(Ann smiled)...and with your mind occupied with work, you won't even get an erection." 

He couldn't believe how relaxed this woman was.  Here she was, a woman, a fully clothed woman, standing in front of a naked man, who had just masturbated and was washing cum off his hands and wiping semen string off his pecker. It was so surreal.  He quickly dried his hands, excused himself and headed out to his trailer.  Ann watched as this magnificent specimen of a man walked out.  She marveled at his muscular backside.  Broad shoulders, narrow waist, tight butt.  She placed her right hand down her pants.  She never wore panties, except during 'that time'.  She could feel her juices flowing already.  Well, actually, she felt them flowing earlier, when she entered the back door and heard the sound of a man moaning.  She was going to rush in, but noticed Richard sitting on the couch.  By his arm movement, it was obvious what he was doing.  She sure didn't want to interrupt him.  There have been many times she had been stopped in the middle of her own pleasuring. 

She buried her middle finger deep inside her....on the verge of coming herself......

BRROOOOMMMM!!!  

The sound of the lawnmower engine snapped her back to reality.  She pulled her hand out of her trouser.  It was her turn to wash her hands.  She smiled.  She could see the aftermath of Richards orgasm still in the sink.  There was quite a large amount of spunk.  She kept the water running, but the semen wouldn't go down the drain.  She used her fingers to wipe and push it down the drain.  The fluid stuck to her fingers,  she slowly rubbed them back and forth, savoring the feel if it.  It was her turn to feel 'dirty'.  But it felt so good.  She washed her hands with soap and water and was about to leave.  She looked over at the couch and saw several large puddles of cum droppings on the floor.  She new it wasn't her duty to do so, but she returned with some cleaning solvent and paper towel and proceeded to clean up Richards mess.

She was astonished at how much semen this young man could produce.  She would actually like to see for herself.  But sadly, that was not going to happen. After all he was married....and she...she was still a virgin.

Richard watched as his boss, so prim and proper left the cottage, on her way to town.  He looked back at what just happened and remembered the mess he had left on the floor.  Climbing off the mower, he ran inside the cabin.  He could feel his enormous penis flail about.  He grabbed hold of it so it would continuously slap against his leg.  When he entered the living room, He saw that the floor was clean.  "Oh dear Lord!, she cleaned it up!  She knew what he did!  Well, of course she knew what he did, they talked about in the kitchen."  But that didn't stop the fact, Richard was pretty embarrassed non-the-less.

Richard felt the morning breeze on his nude body.  His nipples became hard as goosebumps covered his skin.  He looked down at his penis and can't ever remember it looking so small.  The cool air had shriveled to only about five inches.  Even his usually large low hanging testicles had receded up inside him.  The only comforting, warming effect was the heat from the engine behind him.  The wind would blow the heat across his body on one path and away during the next.  After he finished the major fields, he headed toward the actual camping sites.  Many of the sites had a concrete driveway with hedges and small trees on 3 sides.  Many of the sites were in a starfish shape with an electrical box in the centre.  

He was making great time, never saw a soul until he rounded a corner of a site and came upon a small pop-up camper.  He was a little scared of being spotted in the buff.  To be honest, it was the first time since he started cutting that he felt 'naked'.  While riding the mower, he actually forgot he was nude....until now.  No one was about, so he just slowed the machine down and cut a little more carefully.  He saw were, in the future, with more guest around, these cuttings will take much longer.  He looked about as he left, but still did not see anyone around. By late afternoon he was finished with the mowing part of his job.  Now it was time to do the trimming.  The sun had been out all afternoon and things had warmed up nicely.

He had made it back to his trailer and spotted a horse tied to the front porch railing.  The front door to the cabin was wide open.  He had never known fear, but in his present state, he did feel a bit hesitant to enter his abode.  For being unclothed, Richard felt vulnerable.  He went into his trailer and retrieved a machete, used to cut thick brushes.

He quietly entered the cabin, unsure what to expect.  To his fright, he was greeted with a high pitched SHRIEEEK !!!

In the middle of his living room was a young, very attractive, skinny, fully nude young woman.  She saw the naked sword wielding maniac enter the cabin, screamed and just as quickly passed out.  Richard was so startled, he dropped his blade, and ran out of the building.  But quickly realized, the attractive maiden had hit the floor and just as fast returned.  He looked down upon the extremely attractive young lady on his floor.  She was coiled into a fetal position.  He was admiring her very tone body.  Her wavy long blond hair, that partially covered her small rear-end and her almost non-existent breasts. He picked her slender lightweight body off the floor and gently placed her on his couch.  Running into the kitchen, he came back with a damp cloth and a cup of water.  After wiping her forehead, the young girl was beginning to come around. She still had her eyes closed. 

Richard slowly picked her up and placed her in a sitting position and offered her the glass of water, asking her if she was "alright?"

The young girl smiled and  mumbled something to the line of, "No, not all of me, the other half is left."  Her eyes were a bit cloudy.  She took the moist cloth from the strange mans hand and wiped her face.  She reached for what she thought was the hand holding the water and accidentally took hold of Dicks dick.  When she realized what she had in her hand, her eyes became wide and she let out another scream....and promptly fainted again.

"What the hell?", thought Richard. "Who is this easily frightened gal?"

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Richards Morning-Wood dilemma.

By Deine Freundin

Part 5

A short while later, Richard again was wiping the young woman's forehead with another damp cloth.  She came to, looking into the handsome landscapers deep blue eyes.  She also looked down between his legs and marveled at what she had accidentally taken a quick hold of just before she fainted.  She had never seen anything, or for that matter felt, any thing like that in her life.  She drank the cold water given to her by this nude Adonis and asked the tall stranger who he was?

Richard was, always kind to the fairer sex, responded in such. "Me? My name is Richard, 'Dick' for short. I'm the new landscaper for these grounds.  But I should also ask you, who are you and why are you in my home?"

The young lady gave a chuckle, still stealing glances down at the nude mans penis. "'Dick, not so short, *hehe* My name is Kathe and I am the daughter of the landscaper, well the former landscaper.  I used to live in this house.  I was born and raised on these grounds.  Used to help my parents with the upkeep of it. Glad to meet you Dick."  This time she reached out her hand to shake Richards and actually took hold of it instead of his privates.

Richard took her hand and for the third time that day, took in her beautifully tanned body. She was obviously an avid worshiper.  Her breasts were much smaller then either his wife's or those of his employer, but still very attractive.  She too had her pubic area shaved as was Ann's.  He figured this must be some kind of 'nudist' thing.  As he was taking in the vision before him, unbeknownst to him his penis was beginning to come to life.  "I'm very glad to make your acquaintance, Kathy."

"I see you are", she replied as she admired the ever hardening penis before her. "And it's pronounced 'Kay-tea', it's German.  My parents and Ann's parents, I guess you met Ann, she runs the place now, actually knew each other back in Germany.  Germans have an open attitude towards nudity and I guess Ann's parents decided to open a private sanctuary here in the States for people that wanted to be free of their outer shells."

The two began telling more about each other and how Kathe was allowed to stay at the campground for free.  She and Ann were real friendly with each other.  To Kathe, she was more like an older sister.  She explained how she worked as a waitress in town during the off-season and ran the concession stand here once everything opened up. 

Richard asked about the horse.  

The young lady informed him that there was a farmer whose land was adjacent to the campground.  "He had several horses which he allowed me, Ann and a few of our friends to ride from time to time.  His name was Jay and he didn't mind us riding bareback." 

"I can see why." Richard said, smirking.

"No, really!  He's not like that.  In fact, a few times he even joined us on our rides.  He has several hundred acres.  Some wooded, some open, some tilled and planted for wheat and corn. I'll have to take you over there one day.  Do you know how to ride?"  Kathe asked.

"No sadly, I have never ridden a horse."

"Well, that will be great.  I could teach you."

"I'm not sure how my wife would take it though?"

"Tell her to come along.  Is she staying here in the cabin with you?"

"I haven't told her about that option just yet.  But I'm sure I will need to do so...real soon."  A worried look came across Richards face.

"What's wrong?....Mr....?

"Johnson, Dick Johnson.  And please don't laugh.  Ann already did, before."  Richard didn't want to tell this pretty young creature, that he has not informed his wife about the goings on of this campground.  So he quickly responded about the time.  Which wasn't entirely untrue.  In fact, he did realize that it was getting late.  He wanted to finish with the weed eating and trimming.  Kathe offered to give him a hand, which he readily agreed to.  It's not everyday you get a pretty young lady, nude lady, to work beside you, he thought. He showed her his trailer.  She told him she liked his equipment.  Richard thought to himself, "this joke was getting kind of old", but wasn't sure if she was talking about his equipment or his 'equipment'?

She grabbed one of his line-trimmers and started it up like a pro.  Richard was impressed.  It was obvious that she handled lawn machinery before. 

Kathe told him she would to the buildings.  

He agreed and said he would do the boxes, as if any boxes around here actually needed any trimming, he smirked.

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Richards Morning-Wood dilemma.

By Deine Freundin

Part 6

The two finished just before evening.  After being nude all day, Richard did feel pretty comfortable.  But that was just for himself.  Being around such lovelies as Kathe and Ann, that was all together different.  But he had to learn to control himself.  Kathe asked if he would mind if she helped him out from time to time?  He told her he didn't mind, but he didn't know if he could pay her.  She let him know that it was not necessary to pay her.  That she just enjoyed working outdoors.  Her father never paid her either.  That is why she took the job in town.  Her father bought her the little camper and since Ann didn't charge her for staying at the campground, she actually only needed a small amount of monies for food and leisure and for that she has the job in town.

He watched the young lady climb on her horse and ride off towards the fields.  She told Richard to stop by the main office in an hour and they could go into town to grab something to eat.  Her treat.  Richard agreed, not knowing that Ann had already come in and stocked his ice-box and pantry with some dry goods.  But he didn't want to Kathe to think he was backing out.  So he figured he better get cleaned up.  There was no shower in the cottage, only a toilet and sink.  So he had to walk down to the Bathhouse, which was quite a trek from his new, temporary, home.  He grabbed his towel and travel kit, slipped on his sandals and took the long lonely walk. 

When he entered the shower area, he was all alone.  Everything was going along normal, until he began thinking about his boss and now the sweet young gal.  Well not all that young, just younger then he was.  He began subconsciously stroking his massive penis.  Lathering it up.  It felt so good.  He had the warm water spraying down on his body.  It wasn't long until he was fully hard.  His eyes were closed.  The sight that stuck in his mind was that of Kathe getting on her mount.  The way she grabbed the horses mane, jumped up in the air and swung her right leg over its back, giving him, for a split second, an unimpeded glimpse of her womanly charms.  Her ever so clean, beautiful charms.  Her puckered little starfish, her slightly spread lips, showing her bright pink.....

Richard couldn't hold out any longer and began to ejaculate under the spray of the warm water.  When he opened his eyes, he was shocked, again, to see his employer standing in front of him.  "Oh my God!  Please don't think this is how I like to spend my time!  I'm just not used to being nude all the time, and it seems to be having an unusual effect on my...."

"No worries Dick", Ann told him.  "I told you it's a very normal bodily function.  You have nothing to be embarrassed about.  (...or ashamed about)   I heard that you met Kathe and she helped you out today.  Guess she invited us both to dinner tonight.  I just wanted to get cleaned up and arrived a few seconds ago."  Which a right out lie.  She heard the water running and wondered who was inside.  She knew it was either Kathe or, which she hoped and was happy to see it was, Richard.  She quietly crept into the shadow of the shower area and watch with delight as this handsome young man was working himself up in a frenzy.  She couldn't stop watching.  Fantasying.  Wishing it was her hands around that massive tool.  She actually started fingering herself.  She was able to achieve a short, quick, but pretty intense orgasm, which timed exactly with Richards orgasm, before she quickly, stealthy exited the area.  She grabbed a nearby towel and walked back in the shower area just as the last spurts of his seed left his massive dick. She could watch that thing all day long.

Richard was so embarrassed.  Even with the soft warm tone of Ann's voice, it still seemed to him, he was doing something wrong.  Quickly trying to change the subject, but still trying to clean himself off, he said he was happy to have Kathe give him a hand.

Ann's eye's lit up.

"No!...Oh my God. No.  Not like that."  Richard chuckled uncomfortably.  "I didn't know who she was at first. She offered to help me with the trimming.  I couldn't seem to say no, since she said she used to help her father."  His penis had gone down considerably and was just about to finish and dry off, when he noticed Ann begin to shave her private area.  "Can I ask you something personal?"

"Sure thing love." She glanced up at  Richard, while in a squatting position, carefully shaving her soaped up pubes.  Loving, knowing, the effect she was having on the unsuspecting male. 

Richard began to stutter a little, "I was...I mean...I'm not a nudist.  You and Kathe are the first nudists I have ever met.  I mean I have run around naked at home and my wife and I have spent naked-time together outside when we were alone.  But, I was wondering do all nudists shave their private areas, or is it just coincidence that you and Kathe are shaved?"

"Well to be honest...Dick", Ann said sternly, "I know you're knew to this whole new life-style and while you are here on the grounds, it will be a life-style change.  But, that is something you should keep to yourself.  People do look, but it is highly inappropriate to stare or to ask people about their genitals."

At first his penis was beginning to swell again, while looking at the woman before him, doing a very personal private cleaning.  But with the new authoritative tone in her voice, his massive penis shrunk to, but still quite impressive, flaccid six to eight inches.  He apologized profusely for staring and promised not to do that again.

Ann couldn't help but chuckle.  She liked the feel of having power over men.  But, on the down side, that could also be the reason why she was still all intact.  She remembered her friend telling her the joke, about losing her virginity, but still having the box it came in.  She of course laughed, but deep down inside, she felt less a woman then her younger friend.  She would really love to jump this young naked young studs bones.  The feeling of raw sex, brought out the wild animal in her.  But she played it cool.  She just told Richard, not to worry about it and that they had better hurry, as to not keep Kathe waiting.

Richard left Ann to her shaving and quickly walked back to his cabin.  Dressed, put on some deodorant and cologne.  When he entered the main building, he was shocked to see both of the new women in his life completely nude.  He blushed and asked, "I thought we were going into town?  We can't go there without any clothes! Can we we?"

The look of utter bewilderment was priceless.  Both ladies burst out in laughter and put on their panties and continued getting dressed in normal street clothes.

Ann said, "Oh my God, that was fantastic.  We just wanted to see the expression on your face.  Yes. No, we can't go into town without any clothes.  I mean I guess we could, but we would have to call someone to bail us out of jail.  Guess we could have called your wife! Huh?"

Richard thought, "That would be one way to tell her about all this."  How was he going to explain this to his dear Michelle?

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Richards Morning-Wood dilemma.

By Deine Freundin

Part 7

The three returned after a nice dinner in town.   During dinner Ann asked Richard, when and if hos wife was going to join him?  If they have decided to live on the grounds? 

He informed her that he has not told her about the moving in permanently offer.  But, that he would hope she would. 

That evening, with the three each in their own beds, each had dreams of each other.  

The pretty, sexually active, young Kathe pleasured herself to sleep, recalling how Dick's dick felt in her hand.  Even if it was only for that brief second.  It was easily the largest member she had ever laid eyes or hands on, in her young life.

The sexually repressed Ann, also was wondering what her new landscapers penis would feel like inside her.  For that matter, what any man's penis would.  She grew up looking at and comparing the many male organs she had seen.  Richards was top on that list.  She was wondering how many more times she would have the opportunity to catch him relieving himself.  She's going to have to make sure he has to do that more times a day.  She had an evil grin on her face as she drifted off to sleep.

Richard couldn't get the visions of these two new nude women out of his mind.  He loved his wife.  But he knew, if she did not join him here soon, he wasn't too sure if he could remain faithful.  He will just have to insist.  Ordering her to give up their current home.  After all, they could really rake in the money if they lived on the campground.  He was sure he would be able to convince her to do it.  How she would take the fact that there were these beautiful women about, he was not sure.

The next day, Richard awoke early.  He made himself some fried eggs and sausage patties, which Ann had so nicely purchased the day before.  It wasn't until his penis got splattered by some grease, that he remembered he hadn't gotten dressed.  Guess he was becoming used to the idea of running around without anything on.  In one way, it kind of made him feel younger.  It kind of felt innocent.  He liked the feeling, all except for the new hot spots on his groin.  He grabbed a towel, wrapped it around himself and finished cooking.

When he finished breakfast, he decided to wash his cookware.  Thinking how he missed his wife, after all, this is what she usually did.  Just as he was finishing up, there was a knock on his door and in walked his beautiful employer.  He was kind of wondering, why there was no lock on the door to his cabin?

Ann entered the groundskeepers cabin, kind of hoping that she could catch Richard relieving some morning tension.  But no such luck today.  "Good morning, Dick.  Glad to see you're up...so to say.  I'm having several flats of flowers delivered this morning.  Kathe said she'd be happy to give you a hand...again....so to say", Ann giggled.  "They should be here at O nine hundred hours.  Kathe can show you where I want them planted, since she knows where they were last year.  I'll be in my office, if you need me for anything."  Ann walked left, but not before taking a lingering glance at Richard's manhood.

A short time later,  Kathe showed up in her nude glory, riding, what looked like one of the bicycle's that were available to campground guests.  Richard couldn't help but notice her seat was extremely wet and it wasn't from the morning dew.  

Kathe noticed Richards stare.  "Oh, yeah.  I normally would have a towel on my my seat, but since this is my own personal bike and I didn't want to be late, I just hoped on and peddled here as fast as I could.  I kind of got worked up a little."  *Hehe*   She gave Richard the dirtiest, sexiest smile she could muster.  Unbeknownst to poor Richard, his two new female friends had come up with scenarios to try to get a rise out of their new joy-toy.  She informed Richard that she thought the flowers have been dropped off  already because she heard a delivery truck as she rode here. "You better go check it out, I'll bring the wheelbarrow and other tools."

Richard ran down the trail, holding onto his flopping penis, so it wouldn't keep hitting his legs and stomach.  As he neared the gate, he wondered why he was running in the first place?  Only to look back and see Kathe laughing and enjoying the view of his extremely tight bum was giving her.  "Very funny Kathe, very funny.  Just remember what they say about 'paybacks'.  You'll get your's"

"I'm counting on it handsome", she replied.

Richard was beginning to worry about the open flirtatious attitude between Kathe and him, as well as Ann, but was hoping it was all in harmless fun...or was it?

He was pretty comfortable being naked around the women, but when he rounded the corner, he froze in his tracks.  There by the gate was a big burly guy driving a fork-lift around, unloading several crates of various flowers.  The driver looked at Richard and shook his head and continued with his job.  Richard tried to cover his junk, but knew it only made him look more ridiculous.  He just went about his duties as if he had clothes on.  He was joined by a very sexy Kathe a few seconds later, which brought a huge smile on the deliveryman's face.  

The driver was so distracted, he nearly ran the lift off the truck.  He couldn't stop looking at her.  To which Richard, much to Kathe's surprise, took charge of the moment.

"Dude!", Richard said in a authoritative tone.  "Try to keep your mind focused on your duties, instead of the eye-candy! Place those next crates near the back of the main building...."

Kathe interrupted, "...And the rest over there near the gate."  She gave a pleasant smile toward Richard. 

A short time later, flowers delivered, the two started to plant the flowers in various beds around the grounds.  About noon they decided to take a break. Both were completely covered in dirt and sweat.  Ann dressed in a skimpy two-piece, riding a bike, found the two talking and telling jokes, under a tree near the pool.  She actually felt a little jealous, but did not let it show.  She asked Richard if he could join her at the gate?  That she had a big surprise for him.

Richard wondered why she was covered, but didn't ask.  He gladly followed her.  What man wouldn't.  As they approached the gate, there was another delivery truck.

"Great", thought Richard.  "More people to glare at my nude body!"  Except this time it was a female driver.  She was not as attractive as his two new women in his life, but not ugly.  

"Hello Ann", greeted the driver.  "Wow, nice friend you got there.  Is this new toy for him or for you?"  She openly stared at Richards long thin penis.

"Hi Dina", Ann replied.  "Yes, this is our new landscaper, Dick....."

Dina could not help but burst into laughter.  "You're kidding?  Right?"

"No, not at all.  That's his name.  Richard Johnson.  Dick for short." 

Dina continued laughing.  "There's nothing *short* about that hunny!" 

Richard began to blush.  He unconsciously tried to covered his genitals. 

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Richards Morning-Wood dilemma.

By Deine Freundin

Part 8

Perturbed,  Ann spoke in Richards defense, "Listen Dina, you know better then that!  You and Frank have been here before, and know that's not how we behave around here.  He's a real nice guy and his wife will be joining us when things get rolling.  Do you want us to make fun of your husband when he shows up with his..."  Ann waved her pinky finger in the air.

"Ok....Ok.  But you have to admit, he is nice to look at."  Dina turned to Richard.  "I'm sorry hun.  Your wife must be very proud of you, and I know you will be putting many men to shame this summer."  Turning to Ann.  "You know, with this, 'Dick' here, you might actually scare away some of the regular men guests.  Don't you think?  Well, anyway, here's that new John Deere XUV  you ordered.  It's all set to go."

Richard looked at Ann.  It was priceless.  Much like a child in a candy store.  Or in better yet, a man in a tool store.  Ann told him she purchased it in town yesterday, in hopes that it will help him with working around the grounds.  He was as giddy as a school boy.  He jumped into the quad-tractor and started it right up.  He marveled at the small bed in the back that doubled as a dumper. It will make hauling flowers and landscaping material much more easier, than a wheelbarrow.   In his excitement, he failed to notice his 'excitement'.  But it did not go unnoticed by the two women.  Ann coughed in Richards direction and blinked down towards his groin.

"Damn this thing!" Richard responded.  "It seems like it has a mind of it's own.  It hasn't behaved like this since I was in High School."  Richard laughed at himself.  The two women chuckled at his embarrassment.  He quickly pushed his semi-erect penis between his legs and pulled his knees together to keep it down.  He asked Ann if he could get back to work?  

She told him, she thought that would be great idea.

After he left, the two women began talking to each other.

Dina asked, "Where did you find that hunk? And did you have any of salami yet?"

"Dina!!!  You behave yourself.  You know I'm not that kind of girl.  And he's not that kind of guy.  He is very polite and talks about his wife a lot.  He just replied to an Ad I placed in the paper and he was the only one that decided to stay after he found out it was Nudist Campground.  Everybody else ran, with their wienies between their legs, when I told them they had to be working without clothes.  It seems he and his wife really need the money."  Ann did not tell her friend about the time she had caught Dick 'relieving' himself.  It was something she could keep for herself.

Dina bid her friend farewell after several minutes of chit-chat.  Ann still in her bikini took some of the flowers and proceeded to plant them outside the main building along the circle-drive.  

Meanwhile, Richard rode the XUV, filled with several flats of flowers and some gardening-soil, to Kathe.  She stopped what she was doing and went to look at the new toy.

Richard hopped off the machine.  His penis was still on the harder side, but not fully erect.  It only added to it's girth and length.  Kathe marveled at his third leg.  She really wanted to get this guy into bed with her. 

"Nice piece of equipment you have there Dick", Kathe said with a grin.  "How much power does it have?  I bet it could go for miles."

Richard had figured out and accepted these sexual innuendos as 'Girls just having fun', at his expense.  To be real, he actually liked all the new attention he had been getting.  Back in High School, word had spread that, he had a 'Monster Cock' and it actually scared away many potential girlfriends.  Michelle was his neighbour and they had played together many times.  She had seen him naked and he her.  Their parents thought there was nothing wrong with it....That was until Richards penis began to grow larger and longer during his pre-teens.

He felt like a freak and many guys in school were really cruel to him.  Michelle was always there for him....defended him.  He thought of her as a sister.  he was an only child though as was Michelle.  She had seen his penis several time as a teenager.  She wanted to see what all the fuss was about.  She had never seen one that big before. She had seen his and her fathers, and that was it.  But when she saw Richards penis 'erect', she told herself, "I want want that for myself !"  So after school, they got married.  Richard was her first.  Michelle was his.  They couldn't start a family right away, because she went to nursing school and because of his poor grades, although he did really well in the shop and trade courses, Richard had a difficult time finding work.  He never had many friends in school.  Most guys were jealous of his physique.  And the sad truth was those that stayed in town would not hire him for that.  They did not want him around any of their women.

So her now was Kathe, coming onto poor Richard and he was trying to play it cool.  While unloading the bed of the XUV, she had, accidentally on purpose, brushed her various body parts against Richards tool.  She want to get a rise out of him.  More ways then one.  

At one point, Kathe flat out asked him, "So good looking, do you like my body?  Are you actually interested in girls or not?  I have been dropping hints left and right and you seem not to be interested."

Richard tried to be as nice as he could, "To be honest Kathe, it's taking all my self control to keep me from breaking my wedding vows and bed you down right here in this flowerbed."  Looking down on the ground to avoid eye contact and stop looking at this nymphs super hot body, he continued, "I kind of would like for you to stop what it is you are doing to me.  Ann said that people here on the campground do not behave the way you have been.  Why are you being so?"

Taken a bit aback, Kathe was uncertain how to respond.  "Really Richard?  You don't know why I'm acting the way I am?  I mean, look at yourself.  You would make the men in pornographic movies hide their cocks in shame.  I have seen and handled many penis's in my life, but I have never seen one like yours.  I would love for you to lose your self-control and fuck me right here on the flowerbed."  With that she reached down and grabbed the poor young mans massive member with her right hand.  With her left she cupped his sack.

The act caught Richard off guard.  He was uncertain what to do.  While in his frozen state, Kathe had already stroked his penis to full length.  She couldn't get her hand around his dick anymore.  She placed the head of his cock right up against her clean shaven slick slit.  Rubbing it along the opening.

Richard was still speechless and literally scared stiff.  He could feel the young woman's clit harden against the tip of his dick.  He asked her to stop, but did not back away.  He could easily push her away, but decided against it.  That was at least until he saw Ann approaching from the distance.  Richard pushed Kathe with a force that knocked her off balance and and she fell backwards into the dirty flower bed.  

As Kathe stood up, Ann arrived.  "What are you two kids up to?" Ann asked. "Kids"' she thought, "I'm only a little bit older then the two of them."  She looked at Kathe as she wiped the black dirt from her shapely backside.  She looked at Richards dick, noticing moisture on it's tip.  Looked back at Kathe and down at her glistening pussy lips. Her clit slightly visible. "Is there something I should be concerned about?  Did I interrupt something?  

Richard was the first to speak, "No ma'am.  Nothing was going on.  Maybe only a slight misunderstanding, but I'm sure it's resolved", looking over at Kathe then back to Ann. 

Ann was nude again, but it was obvious that she had a bikini on while, what appeared to Richard like she was rolling in topsoil.

"Aaah Ann?  Did you do some planting yourself?", he asked.

"Yes I did.  I planted some outside along the circle drive.  I had to be covered out there.  Wouldn't want to be ticketed."  She laughed.  "I was just heading to the showers.  It's getting late and I'm sure you want to make it back to your wife tonight.  Don't you?  Or will you leave in the morning?"

"I still have some more planting to do."  He looked somewhat puzzled.

"Come on dear, let's hit the showers."  She gave a cold glare to her friend Kathe.  Richard and Ann headed toward the Bath House.  Kathe continued to brush off the dirt and headed to her camper.

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Richards Morning-Wood dilemma.

By Deine Freundin

Part 9

Once in the shower area, Ann pointed out a back room where there where towels and toiletries for the campground staffs use.  She knew something was going on between her friend and the maintenance man, but couldn't prove it without one of them coming forward.  She knew her friend was probably teasing poor Richard.  But she couldn't figure out why he would defend her.  She also knew that Kathe had a sexual wild side to her, but she actually liked her and would not ask her to leave.  She just ask her not to help out anymore.  They had grown up together on the grounds.  Their parents were friends.  They were like sisters, yet opposite. 

The two watched each other washing their bodies.  Ann was becoming deeply aroused watching Richard rubbing his body.  Lathering up his pecs, his tight abs, his beautiful long dick.  She let out a sigh when he lifted his cock and massaged his soapy balls. How she wished his hands were hers.  She slowly lathered her perky breasts.  Paying special attention to her erect nipples.  taking great pleasure in running her fingernails over the the sensitive tips.  She took the bar of soap and began rubbing her engorged lips.  Pushing the corner of the bar up inside and onto her stiffening clitoris.  She was day dreaming about her landscaper, catching him watching her, watching him. 

Richard couldn't help but watch what and how Ann was washing herself.  It was having a pleasurable effect on his manhood.  He wanted to masturbate right there, in front of his new boss.  It wasn't like she hadn't seen him do it before, or was it?  His massive penis became fully erect in a matter of seconds.  The warm water cascading down his muscular body was really turning Ann on.  He watched her eyes.  They were fixated on his penis. He watched her fingers rubbing her pussy lips.  they gently parted her slit.  She dropped her soap and leaned back against the tiles wall.  She lost all inhibitions.  

Ann's eyes were half open and half closed.  She was aware of what she was doing.  Aware of the fact that the handsome man across from here knew what she was doing.  She was well past the point of no return or of caring.  She actually longed for him to approach her, to take her in his strong arms, to feel her breasts pressed against his chiseled abs, to feel his penis...OH God that magnificent penis...to feel it between her legs.  She wondered what it would feel like as it entered her, what it would feel like to break her membrane...That was to much for her, she came right there, falling onto the floor....crying.

Richard had stopped washing himself.  He was hypnotized by what Ann was doing to herself.  He had never seen a woman pleasure herself.  it was magical to behold.  His wife never did THAT in front of him.  He knew she did it, but she would never let him watch her.  He rushed over to Ann, kneeling next to her, wiping her long blond hair away from her face.  He wasn't sure if he saw tears in her eyes or if it was the water spraying on her pretty face.  His penis was still erect and inches from her mouth,

Ann was...wanted to....but didn't.  She pulled herself up and sat prone against the wall.  Warm water still pouring on her head, mixing with her tears.  She wondered why she didn't take advantage of this handsome young man.  Why she couldn't be more like her girlfriend.  Grab life by the balls so to speak. With Richards help she slowly stood up.  She thanked him.  

He asked her if she was alright, if there was anything he could do for her. 

She thought about taking him up on that offer, but said she had better go and that she will see him next week.  Before she exited, she asked him how he wanted to be paid? Every week? Every two weeks?  Once a month?

He said he will talk it over with his wife.

His wife!  Oh God!  Did he just cheat on her? He just watched an extremely beautiful woman bring herself to orgasm, while starring at his naked body.  She was getting herself off...and he was the cause of it.  But he didn't do anything wrong.  That's what he was telling himself.  He grabbed a towel and walked back to his cabin.  He looked around.  Hoping to see Ann.  Not hoping to see Kathe.  He saw neither, as he continued his lonely walk.  As he approached his cabin, he noticed a light on inside.

"Oh God!", he thought.  "I wondered if that sexy Nympho was there?"  He quietly walked up the stairs, along the front porch.  Looking through the front window, sure enough! It was Kathe.  She had a beer in her hand, sitting in front of the fireplace reading some magazine.  He really was not in the mood to put up with any shenanigans from this girl.  Uncertain on how to deal with her, he sneaked past the closed door and went to his truck.

Inside his truck was a spare set of overalls.  He dressed, quietly unhooked his trailer, grabbed his keys from his visor, quickly started his truck and drove towards the back gate.  In his rear-view mirror, he spotted a very naked Kathe standing under the porch-light, her arms folded across her chest.  Richard thought to himself, "This girl will be a problem!"  But he quickly forgot about her.  He hadn't seen his lovely wife in two days.  Now with the trailer disconnected, his truck will make much better time.  Soon he will be back in her loving arms.

Several hours later, he pulled into his driveway.  

Michelle met him at the front door with a big hug and a deep passionate kiss.  He picked her up in his arms, swung her around and returned the embrace.  She was wearing a sexy Victoria's secret nightie.  It was shear in the front, with matching sheer thong panties.  She told him she missed him and wanted to make love to him right on the living room couch.  She pulled off his coveralls, almost thought about questioning  him about his lack of underwear, but was too horny to go down that path.  She figured she's ask him afterward.

Richard was so happy to be back home, in his wife's arms.  She always made him feel loved and wanted.  He wondered about the millisecond of delay  when she took off his pants, but when she grabbed his penis and began doing what she did best, he quickly forgot and laid down, enjoying the ensuing love making.

Each holding each other in their arms in the after-glow of their lovemaking, it was Michelle that brought up the point of his casual dress.

Richard wasn't sure how to proceed.  He began, "Hunny....A funny thing happened at work.....

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Richards Morning-Wood dilemma.

By Deine Freundin

Part 10

"Well dear, I've been meaning to tell you.  You know how you told me, 'To do what ever it took to get that job, because we need the money'?  Well I went to that interview, and the money was just to good to pass up.  And since you lost your job.  And I wouldn't be able to make as much as what you and I brought in together last year...? 

Michelle interrupted, "Yes, I remember all that.  But that doesn't explain why you only had on one article of clothing?  Did you cheat on me with that boss lady?"

Richard heard the angry tone in which his wife was expressing herself.  He spoke defensively, "No!...Nothing like that.  I'm sort of hoping you will think this is kind of funny."

Michelle sat up next to her nervous husband.  She was bitten by the 'Green-eyed monster'.  "You better hope I do!  Or you're going to be in big trouble... (icy tone)...Dear"

Richard let out a sighfull chuckle.  "Well I know I should have told you earlier, but I was uncertain on just HOW to tell you.  You see, the place 'Morning-Wood Natural Campground' is not a 'Green' campground, like we thought.  It's actually a 'Clothing Optional' campground."

Michelle laughed.  "You mean it's a nudist colony? (haha) But that doesn't explain why you didn't have all your clothes on?  Did you have to be naked to work there?"

His head held down in shame, much like a scolded little school boy, Richard stuttered, "...Yah...Yes.  And the lady running the place, Ann, was naked as well.  Plus there was another woman, a young one, her father was the former maintenance man /landscaper for the place.  She stays on the grounds in a camper and she asked if she could help out?  And I let her.  Well, they were both naked, I mean nude, when they were walking and working inside the campground."

His wife nodded as if she understood.  "O.K.  I can understand all that and am not upset.  That is, unless you were messing around with either of them! Did you?"

"No sweetheart.  You know you're my one and only.  I would never cheat on you.  I love you with all my heart.  But...But...this younger gal, Well...She kind of came on to me.  But I pushed her away.  Told her I was happily married and would never cheat on my wife.  Well, tonight when I was about to leave and comeback to your waiting arms...?

"Don't try to sugar-coat anything sweetie.  Just get on with your story", Michelle said, still somewhat angered.

"Yes Dear.  Well this gal, Kay-tee, she was in my cabin. waiting for me.  I didn't want any confrontation, so I went to my truck, where I keep my spare over-all's, quietly got dressed and quickly got out of there.  Believe me hun, I would never cheat on you.  You're my best friend and better half", Richard said as he wrapped his arms around her.

She reciprocated and before long the two were at it again, like two horny teenagers.

That week was a busy week for the pair.  They gave their weeks notice on their apartment, packed everything up, which really wasn't all that much, in a rental truck, bid farewell to their not too friendly neighbours and headed out to the  country.  Michelle had spoken to Ann on the phone.  To her, she sounded like a very nice woman.  Ann actually sounded way more mature then how her husband described her.  Ann had instructed her, that if there was not enough room for all of their belongings, that there was a storage unit near the main lodge, since the cabin came pretty much furnished.

It was mid-Monday when the two new residents pulled into the circle drive.  Richard thought he should first introduce his wife to the owner, before they settled in.  The two walked into the nice Colonial style lodge and were greeted by a smartly dressed, attractive Ann.  She had her blonde hair in the typical German braided pigtail fashion.  Her long blond braids falling in place over her blouse covered breasts.

She greeted her guests, "Hi Dick.  This must be your beautiful young wife, that you have told me so much about?"  

Michelle put out her hand, but was surprised when Ann gently pushed it away and gave her a very sweet 'Welcome' hug.  She was somewhat startled by the blondes gesture, but returned it in kind.  "Hi. Richard has told me about you too.  He also stated that this is a 'Clothing Optional' campground? Is that true?"

Ann smiled, "Well, not entirely true.  She laughed as Michelle playfully punched her husband in the arm.  "No need for that, he's telling you the truth.  Except it's not a 'Clothing Optional' campground,  we are actually a 'Textile Free' campground."

"What's the difference?", inquired Michelle.

"Well except for this main building, which is clothing optional, once you are inside the gates and throughout the grounds, one is expected to be nude whenever possible.  We have found that when a place is 'CO', it tends to attract the more undesirables.  When everyone is nude, you get a better quality of nudist.  This is a family campground.  We actually encourage couples to attend.  If I see a guest is single, I decline their membership.  The only exception is, if a couple were members, and either, God forbid, their spouse passed away or they became divorced, I do not terminate their memberships.  That way they and their children can still attend.  Our guests pay high dues to keep this place going.  The higher fees also discourage undesirables.  Your husband said you have medical training?"

Michelle was stunned at Ann's authoritative aura. "Yes.  Why?"

"Well.  When you spoke on the phone, you said you would be willing to work with your husband, helping him with the landscaping and such.  But to be honest, I could really use a full-time nurse.  We get plenty of minor accidents.  Mainly scrapes, cuts and abrasions...and most of those  happening to kids",  Ann stated.  Looking towards Richard, she asked, "Say?  Would you be willing to take a 'Lifeguard certification' class?  I mean, your maintenance duties would take precedence, but it would be a big help to have another lifeguard on the payroll as a back-up."

The three spoke for about an hour and came to a good understanding of what was expected of them.  Michelle and Richard unloaded the truck and whatever unimportant belongings that did not fit in the cabin, which Michelle fell in love with, were placed in storage.  The two returned to town to drop off the rental and stopped for a bite to eat in town.

Michelle told her husband, that she really liked this Ann lady and that she thinks things will work out nicely.  With the new responsibilities, came more income. When they returned back to their new home, She undressed completely as did Richard.  He admired his wife's body.  It had the obvious effect on him, much to Michelle's delight.  She approached him in a loving embrace, took hold of his slowly stiffening member. Stroking it while passionately kissing him.  He was softly biting the nape of her neck, sending shivers across her body.....

Ann was standing on the front porch, looking into the window of the front door, debating whether or not to interrupt the loving couple?  She was about to turn around and walk down the steps, when the door opened and Michelle stood there.  Michelle stared at the gorgeous naked body of her new employer.  She marveled at her youthful breasts.  Her tanned toned body.  Her slim waste.  Her shaven vagina.  Her long slender long legs.  If she would be a lesbian, she most definitively want to bed this bed down this creature.

"Hi Ann.  Sorry we didn't see you out here.  Did you need something?", Michelle asked.  Richard stood behind her.  His body pressed tightly against her backside.  His penis was pointing upward and firmly squashed on the back of his wife.  It was obvious he was trying to hide his engorged member from Ann's view.  He was actually blushing.  Ann found that adorable.

"I'm so sorry to interrupt.  But, last week i asked your husband how he wanted to be paid?  I was wondering if you two decided yet.  I could set up a direct deposit for you if you wish?  I could write you a check each week or two or once a month.  Or I could pay you cash?"  In here left hand Ann had 3K in 100 dollar bills.  She held them out for Michelle to take.

Richards eyes grew wide.  He had never seen that much money in cash all at once.  He stepped out from behind his wife and took hold of the money.  His painfully erect throbbing penis bobbed up and down in front of Ann.  Michelle playfully slapped at his member, only encouraging it's movements.  After he had the money in his hand, tried to return to the cover his naked wife had provided seconds before.  The only difference was, this time his penis stuck out parallel to the floor.  It's head fully exposed.  

Michelle took her left hand and cupped the tip.  Trying to hide it from Ann's glare.  "I'm so sorry Ann.  Guys can't seem to control their toys.  They're always playing with them."

"Oh. No worries Ann.  I've already seen it like that before."  Ann smiled.

Michelle's gentle cupping had turned to a rather hard squeeze.  Richard let out a slight groan.  She gave her husband a cold stare.  "Richard? What does she mean by that?"

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Richards Morning-Wood dilemma.

By Deine Freundin

Part 11

Ann came to his defense.  "Please don't be mad at your husband.  On the first day we met, I needed to be sure that he could work her without clothes on.  All employees here work in their birthday suits.  It makes the guests feel more at ease.  So I showed Dick around the grounds, while he was nude...."

"And I supposes you were naked as well?" Michelle sounded a little perturbed.

"Of course", Ann said in a defensive tone.  "Like I said before, once you are inside the grounds, you, and everyone in that respect, is expected to walk around unclothed.  Many walk around with a towel over their arm, to place on furniture and other places where they sit.  If it's cold out some wrap a towel over their shoulders.  But most nudists don't really care about the weather.  It's part of being a nudist.  I needed to be certain that Richard would be comfortable around other nude people.  Since he is a man and they seem to have a difficult time at nudist colonies, having to deal with unwanted erections, your husband couldn't help but get aroused.  Be assured, it's not uncommon to see erections here from males of all ages.  Although your husband has more to show then the average male, I'm sure after a couple of weeks, no one will even notice his package.  In fact during your husbands second day of working nude here, he walked around as if he didn't even know he was unclothed.  No longer sported wood."

Michelle seemed to calm down.  She continued to subconsciously play with her husbands still extremely aroused penis, which did not go unnoticed by Ann and Richard himself.  "Speaking of 'Wood', that brings  up a good point.  Why is this place called "Morning-Wood?  You do realize it refers to a man's erection?  Especially those they get early in the morning!?

"Of course I do.  My parents thought it would be a funny play on words as we have plenty of trails campers can walk through in the morning.  Enjoying the wildlife that shows up from time to time.  Our property back up against State forest land and many times we are visited by Deer and other creatures."

It wasn't long before Richard asked his wife to please stop, for he could not hold out too much longer.  His knees began to buckle under Michelle's gentle manipulation of his manhood.  Before anyone could react, Richards dick erupted, filling his wife's hands with his spunk.  Ann pretended to be shocked and embarrassed, even though she had seen his cock shoot a couple of times before.  Michelle did not know she had, so she apologized for her husbands misbehaved penis.

Ann assured her that it was quite normal and that she was sure that she (Michelle) would see such things during her stay here.  With that,  Ann excused herself  and walked quietly back to her apartment in the main building.

Michelle tried to act mad at her husband, but in reality, was very excited.  She shut the door, pushed her husband down to the floor and mounted him.  She was so wet.  She didn't know if it was being naked in front of this stranger?  If it was her playing with her husbands cock?  If it was herself being naked?  Or a combination of everything?  One thing was certain, she hadn't been this turned on in quite some time....And she liked it.  Of course Richard was also the happy recipient of his wife's newly found libido.

Next morning brought a new encounter for Richard to deal with.  Kathe showed up early on her bicycle.  Nude of course.  He and his wife had just returned from a nice much needed morning shower.  After a night of extreme love making.  They had not been that amorous since their wedding night.  It brought back a youthful spring in their step and a glow on Michelle's face.

But here, now he had to introduce the girl that came onto him, to his wife.  "Hunny, this is Kathe, the young woman I told you about.  She is the daughter of the former landscaper.  She helped me last week."

Kathe acted as if nothing was amiss.  Greeted Michelle with a pleasant handshake, while looking her over.  Kind of sizing up the competition so to speak.  She knew no woman on the grounds could rival her womanly charms.  She had a 'Lolita'   grace about her.  her body oozed of sexuality.  Kathe took great pride in keeping her body fit and desirable to any man that she met.  

Michelle disliked her from the start, but she knew this Kathe was friends with Ann and did not want to ruin the great thing that she and her husband could build here.  She told the pretty young girl, that her services will no longer be needed, as she will be helping her husband with the landscaping duties.  Kathe looked somewhat surprised, but accepting of what had transpired.  After all there were plenty of other duties that she could help out with at the campground.  Michelle watched as the girl with rode away dejected.   

"So my dear Dickie, show me how to use that trimmer.  Speaking of 'trimmer'...you think I should trim myself, like those women are?"

"I think that would be a great job for me to do.  After all I'm the professional tree and bush trimmer around here", Richard laughed.

"O.K. Maybe later.  Just show me what I'm supposed to do and where?"

While Richard and Michelle began their weekly lawn work, Ann was busy in the office booking reservations.  Several new women had called, but since they were single, she had to turn them down.  Since there were so many females requesting sites, she finally asked one, "May I ask how you found out about this campground?  And you do realize that this is a clothing free recreational campground?"  She was told by one of her friends, that there was a maintenance man working there that had an extremely long penis and that her friend heard that from another and so forth.  

Wanting to make more money, she had an evil thought to increase membership.  She would make exceptions for single women.  If they were a single parent or a middle-aged divorcèe, she would sell them a membership.  Since all memberships were for the season and needed to be paid up front, plus non-refundable, she was certain to make quite a large profit for the grounds.  With that money she could even expand the grounds.  Maybe even build some riding stables.  She new Jay from behind the grounds.  They have known each other for some time actually.  He had taught her to ride, in fact, he offered to teach any guest from the campground to ride at his spacious stables.  he was not a pervert, but like any man, enjoyed looking at pretty maidens.   With his help and that of her new landscaper, she had big plans.

After Michelle and Richard finished with the cutting and trimming, the two headed towards the showers.  Michelle didn't mind walking around in the nude.  Her body wasn't as firm or tight as the other two women she met here, but she knew that this new life-style would easily change that in no time.  She enjoyed everything about the place, except the fact that their cabin had no shower.  That they will have to walk to the showers each day. Once there, they were happy to see they were alone.  There actually was no single sex facility.  This worried Michelle to a point.  But she soon forgot all about it, as the two lovers began soaping each other up.  Richard had his wife lean up against the tiled wall and began carefully shaving his wife's private area.

This was having the usual effect on Richard's penis.  Michelle enjoyed it as well.  She had never shaved her vagina.  The cool air was exciting her.  She could feel little goosebumps form over her outer lips.  She actually became aroused as was her husband.  She told him to clean her off down there. Richard began to wash her with a washcloth.  She playfully slapped her husbands face.  "Not like that stupid! Use your mouth!"

Richard looked around, saw they were still alone and knelt down in front of his wife's freshly, clean shaven, vagina.  It easily rivaled those of the other two women he had seen here.  It was meatier then Kathe's and Ann's, But he remembered Ann's from the last time he was in this very shower.  He remembered how she was fingering herself and how her inner lips were exposed.  He was thinking about his boss, while going down on his wife.  He imagined the pussy he was licking was that of his employer.  Michelle was in heaven.  Her husband had eaten her before, but he was attacking her with a renewed gusto, she had never sensed before. 

She wasn't complaining, in fact she was coming...and coming hard.

She screamed out in pleasure, just as Ann turned the corner carrying a bath towel.  Michelle pushed her husband away.  He fell back on the floor.  His massive erection flopping about.  Ann looked down at Dick's dick and at Michelle's clean pussy.  She smiled at them both.

"Ok you two lovebirds.  I'm going to have to warn you.  I have seen and caught many people making love to one another, but you are going to have to be careful where you are when the urges hit.  Especially later on when there will be children about.  Ok? I'm sorry to interrupt you two again..."

"Oh my God, Ann.  I'm not sure what came over me? I mean my husband had just shaved me and I was like another person.  I promise we will be more careful in the future. This is all new to me, us.  I don't know why we ended up doing that in public.  Normally sex with each other never leaves our house."

"It's alright Michelle, honest.  No one was hurt, except maybe Richard when his but hit the floor."  They all laughed.  

The married couple finished with their shower, while Ann started hers.  She watched closely as Richard washed his still erect penis.  His wife observed Ann's unblinking eyes.  She saw a loneliness in them that made her feel sorry for her...a little bit.  Not more.  She grabbed a washcloth and washed her husbands penis.  The swelling was not going down.  She and Richard bid Ann good-bye.

Ann smiled and nodded towards them and commented on Michelle's natural glow.  "Guess it was the sun...or maybe something else."

Michelle placed her hand on her stomach and then hugged Richard.

She told Ann, "I think we will really like it here.  And like your former caretakers, we would love to raise a family here.  Look at yourself, you turned out really nice, being raised in this life-style."

Ann smiled.  She new this was going to be more difficult then either of them could imagine.  There will be lots of temptation and only true love will hold everything together.  This place was a virtual Garten of Eden, with a side of Gomorrah.  She really liked this couple and she was going to do what it took to protect them.

****(This story might be continued at some later day)****