A Girl Named Areola - S01 E02

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A Girl Named Areola - S01 E02

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When we were little kids we used to play outside in the back garden, and sometimes the front garden as well, totally naked. The neighbours got used to us having nothing on and never complained. We do still play in the garden naked, although the games are a little different. With our very small tits and bald pussies I often wonder if some of the neighbours still think that we are little girls.

Zack however, was / is slightly different, he started wearing shorts all the time when he reached puberty and he admitted that him getting boners all the time was embarrassing for him. B and I told him that getting a boner was natural and that he shouldn’t be embarrassed about it, but he was, still is. We even told him that we liked looking at his boner but he still puts the shorts on.

Thinking back, I don’t think that B and I have seen Zack naked for well over a year now.

When camping, Daddy always confined our nudity to the camping field and the surrounding area which sometimes included the beach, but this last year, just after my nineteenth birthday, we got quite a surprise when we woke up one morning to find 3 little tents across the other side of the field. We got up and, as usual, didn’t put any clothes on, and started getting breakfast ready, but when daddy and Zack got up they both put some shorts on.

A couple of hours later when B and I were throwing a frisbee to each other in the middle of the field, we heard tent zips opening and out climbed 6 young men. When they turned and saw us they just stopped and stared.

Eventually, one of them called us over and we started chatting, B and I not even thinking about us being naked. It was only when 1 of them asked why we were naked that we remembered, but we didn’t try to hide anything. Instead we just told them about our parents lifestyle and that to us being naked was just natural.

By that time we were all sat down on the grass and the guys were putting a kettle on a little gas burner. Both B and I were sitting crossed-legged, leaving our knees spread wide. I never even thought about my pussy being spread wide and on display for the guys.

Anyway, we talked for a while before daddy shouted for B and I to tell us that we were going to the local village to get some supplies. As we walked back to our tents B asked me if I realised that my wet pussy was spread and on display for the guys.

I guess that most girls would have been mortified and horribly embarrassed when told that, but I just smiled and told B that I hoped that they enjoyed what they saw.

B agreed and added that her pussy was all wet and tingly too. I realised that my pussy was tingling too.

B and I put a skirt and top on and climbed into the car behind daddy and Zack. As we started moving I waved to guys and said that I hoped that they’d still be there when we got back.

They weren’t, but their tents were. We didn’t see them until the next morning when they told us that they’d gone for a walk to the top of a nearby big hill then stopped at a nearby pub. Also, that they were moving on after they’d had some breakfast.

Both B and I were disappointed at loosing our admirers but that’s life.

One thing that I haven’t told you so far is that B and I play a never ending game of dare, where we take it in turns to dare the other to wear something outrageous or not wear something that most people would expect us to wear, and that includes at home, although we have yet to dare the other to go out into the street totally naked. We both know that that could get us into trouble with the authorities. The dares also include touching ourselves in public or flashing our pussies or little tits. That’s fun and we usually end up masturbating to an orgasm in some place that we shouldn’t really do it.

Over the years the dares have got bolder and both of us have ended up naked in places that not may girls have ever been naked.

We’ve also got very close to being caught quite a few times but, after the initial fear which always makes us more horny, we always have a good laugh and can’t wait to see what our next dare will be.

We’ve also got into the habit of flashing each other’s goodies in public by pulling her clothes up or down to reveal what the people around us aren’t expecting to see. This includes pulling the ties on our string bikinis so that they fall off when we are at the swimming pool or at the coast. A few times daddy has told us to stop messing around when one of us has lost a bikini bottoms or our top and I’ve heard him apologise to a few people for our behaviour.

Of course, B and I never tie the strings in double knots, just simple bows, in the hope that the other one of us will strip us.

Earlier I mentioned bralettes and our jobs. Well, for the past couple of years we have both had this part-time job working in a fashion shop. It’s a franchise of a big chain that caters for older teenage girls and young women, but the owner, Eve, has the right to stock lines from wherever she wants and she specialises in underwear and bikinis, something that the chain has very little of. We work weekends and to cover for holidays, if we are available.

Eve is great, she has this policy for the staff, 4 full-time girls and B and I, that we have to wear the shops clothes for work. We choose 1 outfit, the full-time girls 3 outfits, each month and we are expected to wear them all the time that we are working.

We’ve always known that Eve is quite open-minded because she never gets upset if a girl comes out of the changing rooms to get a different size of something, wearing just her underwear, or even less, so a few months ago I dared B to choose a bra and knickers set for her to work in..

B’s response was to ask if Eve if she would allow that and I was pleased to hear that she had no problem with it just so long as it was a shop set.

B was happy and she chose a silky, tie side pair of knickers and a matching string, soft, silky bralette that shows the nipple bulges quite nicely. That was the first time that she’d ever worn a bra. When she put them on and went to check with Eve that it was okay to work in those, Eve’s only response was that it would draw more husbands and boyfriends in, and that would be good for sales.

B was happy, I was happy, and Eve was happy. Then B gave me the same dare.

I chose a set from the ‘strings only’ range and made B a little jealous. When I showed Eve she grinned and asked me if I really wanted to spend the whole day with my little tits and pussy on display in front of all the customers.

When I said that I did, she told me that I might just get a bonus in my pay packet if sales go up the way she was expecting them to.