Unparalleled nude ambitions of Allison – part 2

This Story is part of Unparalleled nude ambitions of Allison Series

Read Unparalleled nude ambitions of Allison – part 1 in this link

Lydia went behind the podium and picked up the weird sex toy. It looked like a saddle with a moderately sized dildo in the middle, which pointed straight upwards.

“What the hell is that?” Allison asked.

“It’s a Didyan.”

“I’ve never heard of it. And I’ve never seen such a thing before.”

“It’s not complicated. You can pretty much tell how it works by simply looking at it. All you have to do is sit on it. Right on the dildo. And it vibrates.”

“I’m not sure why a resort would need one of those things.”

Lydia shrugged. “It makes perfect sense to me. Think about it; you get a nice orgasm from the Didyan, then you get to relax naked while playing in water. Or vice-versa. Whatever floats your boat.”

“I guess that’s what we’re fighting for. The freedom for adults to enjoy their vacations.”

“All you have to do is get naked for a town hall packed with strangers, ride this Didyan, and have an orgasm for everyone to see. Then the permits are granted. Simple as that.”

“How easy,” Allison said sarcastically.

“It can be easy if you practice. It’s going to happen eventually. Standing around talking isn’t going to help.”

“Give me a minute, please. I need to clear my head.”

Allison put her head down and paced the room, side to side, front to back. A minute or two had passed. There was no talking. Her mind was in a state of total concentration. Her mind was centered.

Finally, she stood in the back of the room, where the audience would be, and she looked at the podium. She imagined herself naked, near the podium, riding the sex toy. Visualization was an important part of her process.

“Okay,” she finally said. “I’m ready. Phew…”

Standing in the back of the room, Allison unbuttoned her top. Her eyes remained focused on the podium and sex toy on the other side. She put her top on a nearby seat. She removed her shoes and socks. She unbuttoned her pants. Her eyes remained focused on the center stage, which was kind of far away. She took her pants off and put them on the seat.

All she had on was a bra and panties.

It was complete tunnel vision. She reached back to unclasp her bra. Her small, pert breasts were exposed. They curved upwards with light pink nipples. Her eyes remained focused on the podium and sex toy. She bent down to remove her panties, also placing it on the nearby seat.

She was completely and utterly naked. Bare feet on the floor. Her curves were freed.

It was a certainty that Lydia was watching this in shock, but Allison remained focused on having to walk to the podium and face the auditorium of empty chairs.

“What do you think, coach?” Allison asked after a big deep breath.

“You have a seriously cute body. You’re obviously very pretty. Those pink nipples of yours are to die for. But you need to do something about those pubic hairs though. We can shave that later.”

Allison blushed. “I meant about the situation. You know, the permits, which is the reason why I’m standing here like this.”

“Oh, sorry. I have a great feeling that you’re going to win hearts and minds. You’re… you… and sometimes that’s enough. There’s an incredible honesty about you being naked like this that people will connect with.”

“Thank you.”

Allison’s toes wiggled on the floor and her nipples grew harder from the exposure. This was a completely new life experience.

“How do you feel?” Lydia asked in awe.

“Like Cersei in Game of Thrones. Prepared to make that long, naked walk of shame.”

“Then what’s your atonement?”

“Being a corporate whore,” Allison quipped.

She lifted her right foot and moved her big toe ahead of her, touching the floor in front. The first step was difficult and her body felt cold. Her nipples rock hard.

This was nothing like public speaking. She froze.

“What’s wrong?” Lydia asked.

“I… I can’t do it. I feel like I’m on the verge of an anxiety attack.”

“Come on. Can you try harder? Once you make it to the front of the room, I promise that your confidence is only going to skyrocket. Each second that you’re naked, the more comfortable you’re going to be.”

“I’m doing my best,” Allison replied.

Managing to move her feet and toes a bit, she was able to take a small step, followed by another. The more she moved, the weaker she felt. This was another level of anxiety.

“Are you okay?” Lydia asked.

In a flash, Allison used her forearm to cover both breasts and nipples, then she used her other hand to cover her pussy.

“I screwed up. Sorry, I’m getting dressed now. Then I quit. I’m really sorry.”

“No. You’re powerful and you can do anything.”

“My vagina feels like a baked potato. I can’t do this. I’m getting dressed now, sorry.”

“Don’t move,” Lydia said. “Watch me.”

Allison remained still, with her limbs covering her sexual parts. She watched her friend and co-worker gracefully move towards the center of the stage, right in front of the podium.

She watched Lydia facing the podium, then pulled her hair band off, letting that luscious dark hair fall free from the ponytail.

“What are you doing?” Allison asked, watching her friend’s backside.

“I’m showing you how it’s done.”

Piece by piece, the clothes came off and Lydia put everything on top of the podium, standing barefoot in her bra and panties. Her skin was light and her body was skinny. Her ass was kind of flat, which really showed after taking those panties off. Then she unclasped her bra, putting everything on the podium.

When Lydia turned around, Allison saw her friend naked. Lydia had a flat chest with large, dark nipples that were rock hard. She also had a cleanly shaven pussy.

“God…” Allison’s voice trailed off.

“Well, God made my body, but this is my free will. I choose to be naked with you. And I choose to be proud of what I was born with. It’s a state of mind, Allison. Choose to be proud.”

Allison nodded and gulped. “Okay. What now?”

“Come to me,” Lydia said with open arms. “You’ll be rewarded with the only thing I can give. I promise it’s worth it.”

With her eyes focused on the naked body of her co-worker, Allison moved her feet and legs, finding newfound strength and motivation for doing this job. Each step brought her closer to Lydia’s nudity. With each step, she saw the naked body more closely. She saw the dark color, shape, and hardness of Lydia’s nipples. She saw the loving expression in Lydia’s eyes.

It was an awkward walk on the cold floor and the bottom of Allison’s bare feet had never felt so dirty. Her mind felt even dirtier as she was naked before Lydia. The duo took a moment to admire each other’s body.

“My prize?” Allison asked, almost in a whiny manner. “I’m waiting.”

“Oh, right. Here you go.”

With a persistent force, Lydia grabbed Allison and planted a big kiss on her lips. It was a hard but gentle kiss. A smack at first, then a tender touch.

When Lydia pulled back, Allison stood wide-eyed and frozen once again.

“What was that?” Allison gasped.

“Remember what I said before? Sexual confidence is still confidence. If we can be naked together like this, freeing our minds, then how could the town hall scare you?”

“Because it’s different. Because there’s going to be like, a hundred people, watching me masturbate on that weird machine.”

“Turn around,” Lydia said. “Time for some serious visualization.”

“I don’t like the sound of that.”

But she did it anyway. Allison turned and faced the empty auditorium and the several rows of empty seats.

A loud screeching noise was made when Lydia dragged the stool towards Allison.

“Bend over and lean on this,” Lydia said.

“Are you going to do something to me?” Allison questioned.

“Like what?”

“You tell me. You’re acting suspiciously.”

“We’re going to do a simulation. If you can survive this, then I can assure you, you can survive the town hall. Now listen to your coach and bend over. Oh, and spread your legs too.”

Allison’s jaw dropped. “I knew it.”

“You have no choice. Give me your pussy.”

Relenting, Allison bent over and rested her forearms on the stool. She spread her legs apart so that Lydia could have unfettered access.

Sure enough, Lydia got on her knees, right behind Allison’s butt.

“How does my asshole look?” Allison flippantly asked, knowing that her friend was having a deep inspection.

“Everything looks healthy, from your pink pussy — which is slightly wet — to that tight little brown hole. Clean bill of health.”

Unparalleled nude ambitions of Allison – part 2 will continue in the next page.

Series Navigation<< Unparalleled nude ambitions of Allison- part 1

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *