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Bird-Watching
By
"C.C."
Janet was always Turned Off by Masculine Hair, so to keep things humming
at our house -- and in our bed -- I obliged by shaving my body for her. I
didn't realize what trouble it would be till one day when we were bird-
watching.
It was a warm, lovely morning in the remote woods, and as we had hiked
for a couple hours without seeing anyone, we came on a clear, gently-
flowing stream and Janet suggested we go Skinny-dipping. I was really shy
about anyone seeing my shaved body, but the woods seemed so deserted, I
figured it was probably safe; we peeled off our clothes, hid them under
a bush, and plunged into the cool, refreshing water!
It was kind of nice, really. The stream was cold, but invigorating, the
sun was warm, and Janet seemed to be really enjoying herself, sporting
around nude in the water, her lush breasts and ripe ass glistening wet in
the sunshine. We were just about to get out and dry off when we saw it:
the Lesser Piffin -- one of the rarest birds in North America! --
floating in the stream just a few yards away from us and seemingly
unconcerned by our presence as it sat serenely on the water. Slowly, we
waded toward it (still naked!) for a better look. And slowly, it swam a
few yards further upstream. We swam slowly closer and, serenely, it moved
upstream just a little.
How long did it go on? Every time we swam cautiously nearer, the Puffin
glided casually away! Just a few yards. Enough to keep us following
further.... further.....the water grew shallow, till we were only ankle-
deep, shivering in the breeze, and I was looking nervously around,
worried about being seen all naked like this, till the water rose to
waist-deep again.
Suddenly, the Puffin took wing and flew right back at us! We had rounded
a bend in the stream and - -good heavens! There were folks camped out
there! Walking toward us! And we were naked!
Quickly, Janet and I made for the dense foliage near the bank, suddenly
very aware of our condition! Had they seen us? We crouched under an over-
hanging bush, half-submerged in the water, beneath the cover of the
leaves and wondered if we were hidden well enough.
Apparently so. For the campers stopped at the bank just a few feet from
us, tossed towels to the ground, and stripped down to bathing suits.
There were six of them, three couples about our age, good-looking,
outdoorsy types. As we crouched there with our heads just above water in
the dense undergrowth, the women jumped in the river, just a few yards
upstream. They turned their backs downstream, lowered their swimsuit
bottoms.... half-squatted.... what were they doing?
"Mmmm, that feels good," one sighed with relief, and drew her bottoms
back up. "I thought we'd never get here!"
"I shouldn't have had that second cup of coffee," another one sighed.
"But it sure feels good to get rid of it!"
Good Lord! They were pissing in the water! Just a few yards upstream from
us! But the worst was yet to come!
"Good idea." One of the men, still on the bank, practically on top of us,
tugged down his trunks. The other two followed suit. For just a second, I
gaped at the size of their members. Looked over at Janet, who was staring
with fascination. Then:
"Ahhhh!"
"Mm-mmn!"
"Look at that, guys, I'm shooting clear over into that bush!"
"Aww that's nothing. I can hit it too."
"Yeah. See? We can all hit it!"
Only it was OUR BUSH they were soaking! Terrified of being discovered,
Janet and I crouched motionless in the shallow water and took it. YUCCH!
Finally they finished relieving themselves and, to our vast relief, swam
upstream, away from us.
"Great!" I ducked up and down in the fast-running water to rinse myself
off. "Let's get out of here!"
"Hang on," Janet whispered back, "I'm going to sneak up there and get
their clothes first! Come on!"
Bewildered, not quite sure what I was doing or why, I followed my wife
onto the bank, tiptoeing naked, looking every which-way. The three
couples were all far away, not looking in our direction.
"Janet!" I whispered, trembling, my pale, smooth skin seeming more naked
than ever. "What are you doing?"
"Those people pissed on us!" she snapped. "And I'm getting back at them!
Here, hold these." I clutched the clothes she had gathered. Then:
"We'll hide them in their tent!" Janet explained. "They'll spend hours
looking for them! Come on!"
She was sneaking toward their campground! Terribly nervous but afraid to
show it, I followed.
Suddenly.....
"Hey! Who are you?"
It was more campers. At least three more couples, still at the tent!
Before I knew it, they were all around us!
"What gives?" The others from the Stream joined them. Twelve in all.
Everyone seemed to be looking at our naked bodies. And all the clothes
clutched in my hands!
"Hey!! Those are our clothes!"
I dropped them like a hot potato.
"Looks like they need them more than we do!" A shapely woman in a shiny
black bikini giggled as I clutched one hand over my privates and the
other across my smooth chest. Janet did likewise.
"That doesn't give them the right to steal from us!" "What's the story,
you two?"
Before I knew it, Janet was saying something about us skinny-dipping
(true enough) and having our clothes stolen (an inspired lie.) and being
too embarrassed to ask for help. Standing there naked, with everyone
looking at me, I just hoped these strong-looking campers would buy
Janet's smooth lies and let us go. I couldn't wait to get back to our
clothes and safety.
They held a quick counsel, then:
"Okay, you two. We're sorry you lost your clothes, but that still doesn't
give you the right to steal from us. We could have you both arrested and
taken to Jail, just as you are now! But tell you what: If you do some of
the Dirty Work around here for the rest of the evening, we'll give you
some clothes and a ride back to... do you live in the City?"
"Yes!" Janet lied, half-smiling, still holding her arms coyly in front of
her. "And we' re terribly sorry and ever so grateful! What will you have
us do?"
"Start by fixing Dinner."
I reached tentatively down for the pile of clothing. "Shall I wear- -"
A booted foot clamped down on them. "Unh-unh! You both have to wait on us
naked! You'll get your clothes tomorrow!"
I can't tell you how horrid that evening was! For starters, I felt
terribly shy about parading around naked in front of everyone. To make
things worse, the women teased me about my relatively small endowment,
and the men made lewd comments about my smooth skin and blushing bottom.
"Just like a girl!" A particularly husky man in tight swim trunks ordered
me to carry two jugs of drinking water to one of the tents. I hated
moving my hands away from my crotch and letting everyone see my
humiliating package, but I didn't dare disobey. Then something even more
dreadful happened:
I'm not Gay. Really, I'm not! Guys' bodies just don't turn me on. But as
I picked up the jugs, the husky guy in swimming trunks put his fingers on
my bare bottom to steer me to the right tent, and as he touched me, my
exposed penis sprang to full erection! With everyone watching --how
awful!
"Lookit that! He likes it!"
"Sure is small... is that all the bigger some guys get?"
"I guess so. Look at him blush!"
"Watta girly-man!"
The women picked up on this and ordered me to walk around with my thighs
clamped together, my 3-piece set clamped between them. Of course, this
meant I could only take silly, mincing, butt-swishing
steps, and they laughed uproariously at the sight. Even Janet couldn't
suppress a giggle!
As for Janet, she was assigned to serve the Men, who openly admired her
nude body. They began copping sly feels. Each time a man touched her,
Janet would jump and go "O-ooo!" and everybody laughed. One of the men
pulled her to him. Embraced, kissing her full on the lips, a deep,
probing kiss as he kneaded her full breast in one hand and stroked her
bare ass with the other!
Standing there naked, I fumed in impotent rage as she moaned pleasurably.
"Jealous?" one of the women smirked.
"You bet I am!"
"I don't blame you; she's so much more attractive than YOU are! We came
out here for a mate-swapping party, but I have a feeling your wife's
going to get all the attention!"
"Urrrgh!
"Tell you what: Let's see if we can get them to pay a little less
attention to her..."
They tied fish-line around my chest, under my pecs, then over them,
lifting and shaping my soft chest up, out, into two smallish but well-
shaped swellings that almost looked like breasts!
"...And more to you!"
They sprayed me with hairspray, styling my longish locks into a curly
girlish poodle-cut. Makeup on my face. Nail Polish. Rouge on my nipples
(Oooo, how it thrilled me! I got so excited in spite of my shame, I had
to clamp my thighs very firmly together to stay modest!) and butt.
Finally,
"Okay, dear. You're all set. Go over there and try to get them to quit
paying attention to your wife!"
"Wait a minute! I have an ideal." One of the women took some wet moss, a
large leaf, and stuck it over my crotch for a foolish fig-leaf effect!
"Scamper now! And cover those tits!"
Looking like some naughty wood nymph and feeling absolutely horrid, I
sashayed over to the laughing men, who were taking turns groping at my
wife's abundantly- displayed charms. She seemed breathless. excited. They
pretended to mistake me for a woman, looking over my body and comparing
it to Janet's.
A man stepped behind each of us, to cup our breasts and hold them up for
Impartial judging. Then they spun us around to show off our asses. Janet
won. Someone pulled the fig-leaf off my privates and made me hold it in
my mouth while they compared our crotches:
"See how wet she is?"
"Damn! This one's tiny!"
"You must be a Lez or something, Janet, going around with a Sweet Piece
like this!"
"How 'bout it, Hon? Are you Lez? 'Cause if you are, you can take care of
the ladies tonight and leave your girlfriend here for us!" The guy
pinched my bare but and everyone laughed uproariously as I jumped and
squawked.
"Hmmm." Janet was actually smiling! "Let me talk it over, with HER!" She
pulled me off to one side:
"What are you doing with those guys?!" I hissed. "Look how uh- excited
they are! What are we gonna do? This is all your fault!"
"YOU were the one who wanted to go skinny-dipping, dear," she corrected.
"And as for what I'm doing... well, would you rather I left YOU to their
tender mercies?"
"NOOO! But how will we...."
"We'll slip away when everyone's asleep and got back to our clothes.
Meanwhile, I think we oughta play along." She tweaked my nipple and
giggled, "Have fun, my little lesbian!"
The other women picked up the theme, and all night I had to pleasure them
orally, as women do. It was incredibly frustrating, but whenever I moaned
with need, they spanked my bare butt!
Meanwhile, just a few feet away, my wife Janet was gleefully going from
man to man, admiring their size, kissing fondling, and occasionally
glancing my way with a smile. As the women pushed my head between their
thighs or ass-cheeks, I heard Janet cry out in ecstasy. Over and over. As
female bottoms sat firmly on my face, I heard the men's savage cries of
sexual pleasure. And as long, shapely legs entwined about me, I heard
Janet cry, "More! More!"
Finally, when I had tongued each of the women to repeated climax, and
Janet had milked the men of all they had, they tied my hands to my
crotch, laid me on my back. then hooked Janet's ankles under my armpits,
sat her on my face, and tied her ankles! We were stuck that way, nude and
helpless, with my freshly-loved wife perched atop my girlish face!
All night I tasted the male spunk dripping from Janet's hot pussy. The
next morning, my breasts were even bigger from being tied all night with
the fish-line. The woman insisted on freshening my makeup, then ushered
me into a car. The men got into another one, with Janet.
'Where are we going?' I looked back down the trail. Somewhere back there,
our clothes, keys, ID, everything..., was lying folded beneath a bush as
we were taken away.
"We're going to give you clothes and take you back to the city,
remember?"
"But I don't...."
It was no use. Helplessly I cowered in the back seat of their car, nude,
surrounded by taunting women who constantly reminded me of my feminized
appearance and lack of clothing.
As we approached the City, nearly a hundred miles from our real home, the
women stopped at a Hardware. I saw the men turn into a nearby Goodwill.
Janet and I each huddled nude in the cars as they shopped and I wondered
what she must be thinking, about how her plan to slip away and get back
to our things had gone so terribly wrong.
The women returned to my car and the men to Janet's. But then, to my
surprise, we headed into the heart of the seedy Downtown area!
****
We were out on the street. Janet wore a short fake-fur coat from the
Goodwill store, black-net stockings and high heels.
I wore high high-heels and a Dog Collar with a leash.
Oh yes, and my Fig Leaf!
And make-up!
I tried to cover myself as our erstwhile captors sped away and we looked
around at the hard-eyed hookers and evil pimps.
"Janet! This is awful! We're miles from home, in this dreadful fix!
What'lI we do?"
"Looks like it's up to me." She smiled.
"What do you mean?"
"We need money to get back home." She flaunted her breasts. "And I'm
going to make some!"
"You're going to...."
"Last night taught me what a real prick is. And I want more of it!'
"But what about me?"
"You?" Suddenly she tied my leash to the handle of a near-by Cadillac. "I
suppose you can make us some Money too, dear, if you'd like!"
She snatched off the fig leaf and I clutched my hands to my crotch. "That
II keep you from untying yourself before the owner finishes his business.
Meanwhile, I'll see if I can't cook up a little something. I figure we
need $50 -apiece to get back home....
We'll see who earns it first!"
As I crouched there, nude and feminized in the middle of the city, my
wife turned, wiggled her bare bottom in my face and strutted off down the
street!
thEnd!
Hester
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