Dave's Journey Back To Nature: Part 3

Jill, Mike, and Penny Contrive a publicity plan.

Based on posts by Big galoot, in 6 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

On Thursday, Geri phoned. She spoke with Muriel for a while before being handed back to me,

"How you doing?" Geri asked.

"Good. A strangely odd week, very hard for poor Muriel; but we're getting there."

"How's the resort looking, have you got many bookings."

"I think there's a couple for this weekend and Suzi and I are going to sort out the chalets tomorrow for them. A few more next weekend, after that I don't know, why?"

" Remember I said I'd ask around, see if anyone had any ideas."

"Yes."

"Well Freddy Spencer, one of my old chums from the Arundel Naturist Resort, is now the editor of H & E magazine."

Geri sounded really excited but I didn't know what she was talking about.

"H & E magazine is like the naturist bible, it's run for and by naturists."

"Ok and?" I pressed.

"Well, like me, Freddy has some fond memories of coming down there with his parents. They were lovely, innocent, naked days,"

"That's great, but how does that help us now?"

"Well Freddy would like to come and do an article about the place, promote it as a fun, welcoming place to be. He says he'll give us a four page spread, and if we can make it look fun, with a good mixture of young and old, then it should do wonders for the resort’s image and bookings."

"Sounds great but how are we going to do it, there's very few people booked in for the next few weeks."

"They normally use professional, perfect models for their shoots, but I think we can make it more real, more natural."

"How so."

"I've volunteered myself, Mary, you and Suzi to be models, I'm was also thinking about Muriel, but with Jim passing away I don't know."

Fine for me, Suzi or Geri, But I could never see Mary agreeing. "What doe's Mary think of it?"

"I haven't told her yet."

I found myself shaking my head and laughing. "Good luck with that."

I told Muriel about it, and she was over the moon! Her spirits immediately lifted, chattering away about where we could take the photos and such.

There was a knock at the door and I said I'd get it. Mike Squires and his wife, Penny, were standing there along with two other neighbors; come to show their condolences.

When the visitors entered the living room, Muriel seemed pleased as she stood to greet them.

"So good of you all, to come over."

To make ourselves useful; Suzi and I asked if anyone wanted tea,

"Maybe something a bit stronger?" Muriel said.

Everyone had a drink and they were having a good old natter, telling stories about Jim and 'the good old days'.

We just sat and enjoyed listening, keeping everyone's glasses topped up. The conversation eventually got around to Muriel's plans for the future and for the holiday resort.

"Well I hope to keep it running, although my bookings are way down on previous years. But these two lovely young people are going to help, so we might manage."

"Yes; I met Dave and Suzi the other day and the place is already looking better." Mike said, smiling at Suzi.

Penny, Mikes wife, said; "It's the village festival, in two weeks, you've never really been involved before; but why don't you take a booth, this year, handing out fliers and letting people know about the place. With these two good-looking ones working here, you're bound to get a good response." I think she was looking at me, the same way Mike looked at Suzi, but I could be wrong.

"Hold on old girl, Muriel's probably got her hands full, what with making arrangements and such."

"I think it's a wonderful idea, give me something to look forward to, and all publicity helps."

"Well, if it's publicity you want, then I have an idea." We all turned to look at Jill, another neighbor who had hardly said a word since she arrived, concentrating on drinking Gin instead.

Jill seemed happy with her audience and continued "Well this is a nudist resort isn't it?"

Muriel nodded. "Well then what you have to do is something involving nudity."

We were all just looking at her, waiting for her to continue. Once she managed to get her words straight in her head, she said; "I was reading about a village somewhere that has a Lady Godiva festival, very popular as you can imagine. Anyway, I was thinking that you could do something similar, maybe have someone ride nude through the village and into the festival center. The press would love it, maybe even the nationals."

Mike was the first to say anything, "that's a bit much, I don't think the parish council would allow it."

"Well, I'm on the parish council, and I think it's a marvelous idea." Penny said.

We all looked at Muriel, who was just smiling; "I think it's wonderful."

We all smiled, as much at Muriel’s joy, as anything else. The talk soon got around to practicalities. Mike stared at Suzi as he asked, who could we get to play the lead role.

"I'll think of someone." Was all Muriel would say.

I wasn't saying much, but an idea was starting to form in my head.

"Why don't we do something a bit different?" I blurted out. Everyone looked at me. "I know traditionally there was only one Lady Godiva, but why don't we have two, think up some silly reason for it. It'll definitely give us more bang for our money."

I actually had a fully formed plan in my head, but didn't want to give all the details. I could see peoples’ faces, thinking about what I had said.

"It could be interesting." Muriel said

"I have two lovely mares we could use." Chipped in Mike.

The chatter drifted off into matter s of Jim’s funeral, and eventually it got late.

When everyone had left, the three of us were sitting on the sofa.

"That was an interesting evening, what with H & E coming, and now Lady Godiva. I'm quite dizzy from it all." Muriel said.

Suzi was looking at me and said, "I can see the cogs whirling. What are you thinking?"

"Lots of things. We need to decide who will be in the magazine pictures and I have a few ideas for Lady Godiva."

"I bet you do."

"Not what you're thinking. Things can't be too explicit, no worse than you might see on in some newspapers."

"And?" Suzi pressed.

"Well, my idea would be to have a younger and an old Lady Godiva; hopefully you and Muriel." I stopped talking, letting my idea sink in, and waiting for reactions.

Muriel was the first to respond, Suzi possibly a bit taken aback.

"Oh how exciting, there's a few in the village who have always disapproved of me, it'll give me a chance to rub their noses in it. What about you Suzi?"

"I don't know. I don't think I could, and besides I can't ride a horse."

"Well we have two weeks to practice and I'm sure Mike would enjoy giving you lessons." Muriel said this with a glint in her eye and a small, knowing grin.

"Is there something we should know?" I asked, a smile on my face, knowing that whatever Muriel told us would be juicy.

"Well you'd never guess, looking at them now; but when Mike and Penny were younger they were wild, spending weekends over here, getting stoned and shagging. I don't think they ever considered themselves hippies like the rest of us. They just enjoyed the drugs and the sex. Then Mike took over the farm and they got married. They became respectable."

I could sense there was more, and urged her to carry on.

"Over the years Mike has been a frequent visitor, ostensibly on the pretense of being neighborly, but really to see if there were any naked women he could stare at. I'm sure you made his day if not his year when he met you on Sunday."

Muriel, for once, looked a little sheepish, before continuing "he would often come in the mornings when I was out for my walks and over the years we've developed a little thing."

"A little thing?" I inquired.

Muriel smiled, obviously wondering how much to tell us, but then decided to change the subject.

Riding Like Godiva.

"I think you'd make a wonderful Lady Godiva, Suzi. And if you're very shy, I'm sure we can do something with your hair."

"With my hair?"

"Yes, we can comb it so that it covers your boobs."

Suzi didn't look convinced.

"Right, come over here and I'll show you what I mean."

Both Muriel and Suzi stood up.

"Take your clothes off and we'll use this round ottoman as our pretend horse. Here, let me roll up a beach towel for you to place against your cunny. It’s what a saddle will feel like. Plus, it’ll keep this upholstery from smelling like a hussy’s pussy."

Suzi looked a little uncertain, but removed her jeans and t-shirt, hesitating before removing her bra, and going to sit on the ottoman.

"No-no, knickers as well. I want you to see how little you'll be exposing."

I was enjoying the show, a raging boner in my pants and a smile on my face. When Suzi removed her knickers Muriel told her to sit astride the ottoman.

Suzi sat straddling over the rolled up beach towel, facing me, spreading her legs as wide as possible, fully exposing her very moist-looking bald pussy. She was enjoying this as much as me.

"Now David I want you to get that thick sofa cushion and place it upwards, in front of Suzi, we'll pretend it's the horses head."

As I did this Muriel was playing with Suzi's hair, bringing it over her shoulder and laying it over her boobs, the back of her hand rubbing against her nipples and causing Suzi to gasp and Muriel to smile. I was entranced and very turned on by the Suzi's nakedness, and Muriel fussing over her. My trance was only broken by Muriel's voice.

"Now David, come and have a look here."

I moved to the back of the ottoman, beside Muriel. "All we can see is a little bit of your crack and when you're high up on the horse no one will see that, now bounce up and down for us as if the horse is moving."

Suzi did as told, and it was a lovely sight, her cheeks flexing and fleeting glimpses of her puckered hole. Both Muriel and I were admiring the sight, when Suzi said, "my hair has fallen off of my boobs, we'll have to stick it down somehow."

It sounded like Suzi had decided she'll do it. Muriel and I smiled at each other. "I'm sure we'll find something to keep it in place." Muriel said, smiling some more as she watched Suzi continue to bounce up and down.

"You can a slowly rock your hips, as if the horse is slowly walking, if you like."

"Oh, this feels nice." Suzi said as she began grinding her crotch down on the plush terrycloth.

Suzi was getting herself off on the cushioned ottoman. Her legs were spread wide, grinding herself against the roll. I felt my mouth going dry as I watched. Her hip action sped up as she worked herself into a frenzy. I felt Muriel rubbing my cock through my trousers. As I looked at the matriarch, she moved her other hand down to Suzi’s tit. From Suzi's immediate groans, I guessed Muriel was pinching her nipple. I moved down behind Suzi, on the ottoman, kissing her neck and putting my hand on her other boob, squeezing it roughly and pinching the nipple.

"Oh god, this feels so good, pinch harder; oh, ah, ah, I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come." Suzi had stopped rocking, instead just pushing down harder and grinding her pelvis slowly. She shuddered as her orgasm ripped through her.

I was astride the ottoman, holding Suzi and cuddling her from behind. Muriel was now in front, bending down and kissing her, Suzi’s arms went up to Muriel’s face returning her kisses with a passion. Both my hands pressed into Suzi’s tits, while I kissed the back of her neck.

As her breathing settled she gave a throaty laugh, "I think I've soiled your towel." We all laughed.

"He's a lovely horse, would you like a go?" Suzi offered the mount to Muriel.

Muriel smiled and began to undress and as we watched. Suzi leaned back into me and said, "take your clothes off."

I stripped rapidly, ripping off my t-shirt and jeans, Muriel took her time as we both watched her, the undoing of each button of her shirt drawn out exquisitely, her eyes alive and her smile teasing, as she watched us staring at her. I wish I could've seen Suzi's face, I imagine she was as transfixed as me.

Muriel and I were now both standing naked. As Suzi went to stand, Muriel placed her hand gently on her shoulder, urging her to remain seated. Suzi looked around at me and nearly got poked in the eye, smiling and shaking her head, as if, 'watch where you pock that spear'.

Muriel moved in closer and pulled my head to hers, in a kiss. This caused Suzi to be wedged between us. It was obvious where Suzi's head was, and what Muriel was hoping she would do. I had to see. I broke our kiss and looked down at Suzi, her head bobbing slightly and her face buried in Muriel’s muff, and my cock bobbing next to her ear 'Wow'.

Muriel's nipples stood out long and hard; and looked very inviting, I was going to suck them but then had the urge to bite. Muriel let out a yelp and grabbed my hair, pulling it hard but pulling me in closer as she did so. I applied more pressure and put my hand on her ass. My fingers slid between her cheeks, searching for whatever hole they could find. After a bit I stepped back behind Suzi and pushed my cock against the back of Suzi's head, and pulled Muriel closer at the same time, before releasing. I repeated and the girls caught on straight away as we found a rhythm. Me humping Suzi's head as her face fucked Muriel’s cunny.

I kissed Muriel again and she sucked my lip viciously, tugging, sucking on it. This was so fucking hot. She stopped thrusting and started frigging herself on Suzi's face, screaming and yelping as she came, collapsing onto the sofa.

I helped poor Suzi stand up, her face bright red but smiling, "I think my nose is squashed."

The three of us slept together that night. It was horny, sexy, and very loving; finally falling asleep with Muriel spooning Suzi and me spooning Muriel. My cock tucked into Muriel’s warm crotch, and my arm draped over both of them.

The next morning could have been awkward, but wasn't. A naked Muriel brought us both coffee in bed, kissing us both before jumping in the shower and heading out for her walk.

"I wonder if she'll meet Mike."

'I wonder." We both giggled.

We were in the kitchen fixing breakfast when Muriel returned, "Bit chilly this morning,"

Suzi looked at me, and as if on the same page we both cuddled Muriel, a Muriel sandwich. She wiggled about, her cold soft skin and lovely ass rubbing against me causing an immediate boner.

"I'd love to help you with that, David but we have far too much to do." We all laughed. Muriel made nudity and sexuality feel so nice and normal.

After breakfast, we sat down and got ourselves organized, Muriel listed the jobs that needed doing. What was supposed to begin on Monday, to get the resort in presentable form, was now delayed to today; Friday.

The funeral was on Saturday, and even though Jim wasn't religious in the conventional forms, it was taking place in the local church.

Muriel conferred with us; "Tomorrow, after the funeral, I've arranged some food and drink in the local pub, seems to be the expected thing. David, would you be able to come back here in case there's any issues for folks staying in the chalets? Suzi could you stay with me, for moral support?"

We both said; “of course we will,”

Muriel added; "After the service, we can get on with this place. I think the magazine team is coming Tuesday; and we have the festival on the week after. Lot's to do!"

We talked about the magazine. Muriel found an old copy from somewhere, to show us. The pictures were of totally naked, very wholesome and healthy looking people, all happily smiling as they posed naked. Nothing came across as salacious or crude. Looking at the two of us, Muriel asked, "Do you think you could be in this type of picture?"

Suzi answered, "I think so, but I don't know how we'll hide Dave's boner."

Smirking, Muriel said; "Prior servicing to drain him, and a garden hose full of cold water. It might do it. Anyway, I have some other ideas for the shoot; but I'll wait till after the funeral to tell you about them.

We worked hard and long that day, getting the place ready for the first guests of the season. They arrived Saturday morning. These were return visitors, so they knew their way around. We explained about the funeral that day. I said that I'd be back in a couple of hours if there was any problems.

When we arrived at the funeral I was delighted to see that Mary and Geri were there, along with Geri's parents who were old friends of Jim and Muriel. It was a lovely surprise. Mary said they'd only decided the day before, travelled down and taken the opportunity to get introduced to Geri's parents. This had gone very well, and when we met them on Saturday, everyone was in good spirits, given the occasion. I explained about having to go back to the resort, and said I'd see them later.

The service was tasteful and several old friends spoke of fond memories. All of them were told in a PG-rated style, so as not to disrespect the church folk. Later, Muriel connected with even more acquaintances. Seems Geri got her parents to contact several old friends. Plenty more people sent letters and flowers, eulogizing Jim in unique ways

They all arrived back around eight, Muriel explaining that it gone better than she could ever had wished, the day turning into a celebration of Jim's life rather than a somber wake. There were seven of us in the living room. After everyone had got a drink, the conversation got round to the future of the resort, Geri filled her parents in on the problems Muriel was having. Belinda, Geri’s mum; looked and spoke just like Geri, albeit twenty five years older. Belinda was petite with short hair and looked very fit and active, full of energy and with a seemingly permanent smile on her face. Her father, Alan; was much quieter but friendly and seemed easy going.

Belinda spoke for a while about her fondness for the resort and finished with, "if there's anything Alan and I can do to help, just ask."

"Thank you, that's so kind, I did have one favor I wanted to ask you." Muriel ventured.

"Anything, what is it."

"Well you know H & E magazine are coming to do a shoot on Tuesday." Belinda nodded "Well I was wondering if you and Alan would mind being in the pictures, along with myself and David and Suzi."

Belinda looked over at Alan and they both nodded , "we'd be delighted too, it'll be quite exciting."

"Woohoo that makes seven of us." Geri said.

Both Suzi and I looked at Mary, busily doing the calculations in her head, as the realization hit her, she saw us all staring at her. She said; "no bloody way! it's alright for you lot, you enjoy showing your bits off, I don't."

Suzi was the first to say anything, "Oh come on Mary. The pictoral needs a variety of demographics. Age, sex, and yes, shapes! The rest of us are average at best. I’m even a bit flat chested, we need someone with big tits, and anyway you have a photogenic figure."

After much cajoling, and a few more beers; Mary eventually agreed. Geri whispered a few times in Mary’s ear, and I’m sure it sealed the deal.

Thankfully, Tuesday was a sunny day and the shoot went really well. Belinda had a lovely, curvy, and tight milf body, just like Geri, but with 20 good years added gracefully. I got to do a shoot with Geri, playing table tennis. It was a delight because she wasn't very good, and spent a lot of time bent over, picking up the ball. A lovely sight!  Ironically, once Mary had relaxed a bit, she became the star of the show. The cameraman and director were enamored of her wholesome, healthy looks; and of course, her big tits.

We traveled over to Mike and Penny's on the Wednesday. Muriel was very excited ,saying she hadn't ridden horses in years, but is looking forward to it. Suzi; not so much. Muriel had the proper riding gear, and delighted that it still fit her. She looked very hot in her tight jodhpurs; and Suzi told her so.

"Thank you, although I can't imagine my bum looks as nice as Suzi's does." She ran her hand over Suzi's smooth ass, which were covered by her tight stretch-pants, before giving a little pat. I took my opportunity and complimented both their sexy bums, before having a little squeeze of each ass. I was in denim and a tank top, for the social visit to the neighbor’s farm.

It was decided that they would mount up, and Mike would just lead them around, get them use to  staying atop the animals.

We went out to the stables and I was immediately surprised at the size of the horses, they seemed massive. I could fully appreciate Suzi's nervousness. Mike explained they were big geldings, as he used them for hunting, but he said they were very good-natured, and that the girls would be fine.

He asked Penny and me to hold one horse each, by the reins; whilst he helped the ladies mount. When I've seen Jockeys do it on the tv, it looks easy. But it evidently wasn't. Muriel was first, and I think she played it up a bit, requesting that Mike give her ass a shove. This he happily did. Penny didn't seem worried, joining in the laughter.

Not to be outdone Suzi said, "I think I need the same help." Putting one foot in the stirrup and sticking her ass out for Mike to grab. He placed a massive hand on each cheek and then rubbed them around as if to get a good grip. His thumbs pressed in, either searching or stabilizing, one can speculate; before easily hurling her upwards onto the leather saddle.

"Thanks Mike. Oh it's very wide, this could be fun in the nude." We all laughed, looking at Suzi, he legs splayed either side of the big beast. “Even the gynecologist doesn’t spread me this wide.”

As Mike lead them off, I said; "When are the undress rehearsals?" This got me a few laughs and a blown kiss from Suzi.

"Would you like to come back to the house for a drink, they'll be an hour or so." Penny invited.

I walked with Penny back to the house. She was excited about the upcoming festival, and how she envisaged Lady Godiva fitting in.

"In fact; it's not fitting in, it's taking over." She boasted. "I told the local newspaper and he's phoned me about four times; wanting to know who'll be Godiva, and could he get any pictures beforehand. I've even had one of the fleet street rags phone me for details. This could be bigger than we thought."

"Do we need to stop it now, before it gets out of hand?" I asked.

"No, no! I think it's marvelous, just what the village and Muriel needs! It'll just take some managing."

We arrived at their lovely old farmhouse and Penny asked did I want tea or something stronger.

"A beer would be nice."

She went to the kitchen and came back with two bottles. "I'll think I'll join you, cheers!"

Then Penny looked serious as she added; "I don't think there's any way Suzi or Muriel will be able to ride those horses themselves, what with crowds and noise. it would take a good horseman to do it, Mike agrees."

"What do you suggest?"

"I think you could lead Suzi's horse and Mike could lead Muriel's,"

I just nodded, taking in the idea.

"You know Mike and Muriel have a little arrangement, don't you?"

I just looked at Penny. Not knowing what to say or do. "It's no secret, they satisfy each other’s needs, I've quite tapered off Mike, since he got fat; fucking, at least."

"And you don't mind?" I inquired.

"Not at all. Saves me having to play with his little dick. I have my own little outlets. It suits us both."

At a bit of a loss as to what to say, I finally managed, "Good luck to you all." Raising my glass in salute.

"Thank you. Now where were we with the horses. I think you and Mike should wear costumes, To make a bit of an effort."

"Sounds interesting."

"Mike has a Lederhosen costume he bought in Germany, last year. He looks the part with his big belly. For you, I found an old Roman outfit that Mike wore to a fancy costume party, years ago. I know neither of them have anything to do with the legend of Godiva, but a least you'll be making an effort. Do you want to try it on."

"Yeah, why not."

"I'll go and get it. Why don't you get us both another beer from the fridge?"

Penny returned and handed me the outfit, and stood looking at me. I think she was expecting me to change, right there.

She was looking me up and down, a little smirk on her lips, "I'll turn around if you like? No peeping."

She was enjoying this; and if I'm honest, so was I. The beer and light flirting were making me feel good. Penny turned around and made a great show of putting her hands up to cover her eyes, causing us both to smile. As she was turned I had a good look at her, her ass looked great, in the jeans she was wearing. I could feel myself hardening as I gawked. With an effort I pulled my attention back to the costume.

It was only two pieces, a short skirt, sort of like a kilt, and a tunic. Now, as was my way of late, whenever I had to wear clothes, I would go commando; and thus had no undies on. I would look stupid putting the skirt over my jeans so decided fuck it!. I took my clothes off and could see Penny trying to look over her shoulder.

 "No peeping!" She shouted, playfully slapped her own wrist.

The tunic was a bit loose, and the skirt a bit short. I couldn't tell if my cock was visible but if not it wasn't far off. I tried to adjust the kilt down. Then I looked up to see Penny had turned around and appraised me, her eyes slowly making their way up my body. I was struggling to think of anything sexually repressive. Anything But; this attractive woman looking at me. It was my desperate hope that my todger would behave itself.

She came closer, taking the tunic in her fingers; adjusting the shoulders and pulling it tight. She moved around behind me, "If we pin it here and here it'll fit better, showing your shoulder and chest muscles, to full effect."  She came around to face me, then fussed with the neckline, stepping in close.

I could feel her breath on my neck as she spoke. She moved behind me again, and straightened the skirt "Mike said you were well-hung."

"What?" I got flustered and intimidated.

"After he came home the other day, he said Suzi was hot and that you were fit and had a big knob and a long shaft. He was right on both accounts."

"Ok. Do you think this skirt is a bit short?"

"I think it's perfect, and you're not even properly hard yet, but I think the rest of the parish council might not agree, especially the vicar."

She was still standing behind me as she said this, her breath on my ear, adjusting and sliding her hands along the fabric; sending shivers through me. We heard Mike opening the door, chat and laughter following him.

"Hello you two, I was explaining to the girls about being lead through the village and about us being in costume, I see you found yours, Dave."

I think I must have been a bit red faced, feeling like I was caught doing something, but tried to brazen it out. "Penny was just working out what adjustments were needed."

She got into role and produced two safety pins from a drawer, adjusting the tunic where needed.

"There, that looks better." And giving me a hard slap on the ass "Give us a twirl."

I turned slowly, seeing both Muriel and Mike smile and Suzi look a bit stern.

"It's a bit short." Said Suzi,

"Do you think so." I asked; as nonchalantly as I could.

"I think it’s lovely." Said Muriel

"Don't think we can send you out there with your dong on show." Piped up Mike.

Thankfully and unusually for me, being the center of attention wasn't causing arousal, my cock was not openly on display, at the moment.

"But it's ok for us to flash our bits at everyone?" Suzi said, a hint of anger in her voice.

"I'm afraid that's the way of the world, men's willies are considered more obscene than naked women. It might scare the children, and all that." Muriel added

"Well it's silly and not fair." Suzi protested to no one in particular.

Wanting to support Suzi; but also being an exhibitionist at heart, I said; "We have to come up with a way, that everyone knows I'm bollock, naked underneath; but nothings fully on display, as we walk down the street. Maybe we could have a small marquee at the festival, where the three of us could be naked. And people could pay to come and have a look; like an old fashioned freak show. We could give the money we raise to charity, and get more publicity at the same time."

There was silence, when I'd finished; Suzi eventually saying, "You're a freak alright."

After another couple of beers, we came up with a plan. Penny would add an extra band to the top of the skirt, making it a bit longer, and Muriel loved the idea of the marquee. When we got back home, I asked Suzi about her riding lesson. "It was great fun and Billy's a lovely Gelding."

"Great, how'd you get on with Mike?"

"Good, he's very knowledgeable and quite funny, once he gets going. He does like a good grope, though."

"How so?"

"Well, he had to help me down off the horse. I was quite nervous, and not sure how to dismount. I turned sideways on the saddle, and he put his hands out, somehow managing to put one hand between my legs; and another against my boob; as he held me in mid-air for a few seconds."

"Dirty letch." I laughed

"Tell me about it. My pussy was soaking from rubbing against the saddle. When he put me down, he put his hand up to his nose, and smelt it. He had a big, knowing smile on his face."

"Dirty, dirty letch." An even bigger smile on my face.

"How did you get on with Penny?"

I recounted fully what had happened, and how I didn't know what might of happened, if they hadn't returned.

"Would you have done anything?" Suzi was curious.

"I don't think so, but I don't honestly know."

Suzi smiled, "are you looking forward to your next fitting?"

"I think I am, are you looking forward to your next riding lesson?"

"I think I am."  Suzi admitted.

Two days later, I was standing out the lodge, enjoying the late afternoon sunshine as I waited for Suzi and Muriel. They came out together wearing identical short skirts.

"Twins, how on earth are you going to ride wearing those, how are you even going to get on the horse."

They smiled at each other, and together said, "We'll hitch them up." Before both lifting their skirts to show their freshly shaven muffs.

"Wow, which one can I kiss first?" I said in a panting, lustful expression.

"Neither, you’re driving, and we're late! Suzi do you want to sit in the back, or should I?"

"I will." Suzi said this, with a very wicked grin on her face. I watched intently as she climbed in the little 2-door Fiesta. I slapped her shapely ass, and she yelped.

It was only a ten-minute drive, and as we rode, I ask about the no-knickers and short skirts.

Muriel answering me. "We want to see what it feels like on the saddle, so that we're not shocked when we do it for real."

This bit made sense. "And how about Mike having to help you mount?"

"That's his little treat for helping us, and anyway, after the feel he copped last time; I might as well have been naked." This was Suzi answering and I became aware that she was positioned in the middle, behind the two front seats. Her skirt was up and legs spread, gently playing with herself; as I watched in the mirror. I adjusted the mirror for better visuals.

"For fuck sake, Suzi! It's hard enough to drive this car, as it is."

She just smiled and inserted a finger into her cunt, withdrawing it, and slowly putting it into her mouth; as her eyes never left mine. Thankfully the country roads were sparsely traveled.

When we arrived, Mike was obviously pleased with the dress code. "Oh wonderful." He almost drooled.

Penny was much cooler, yet didn't seem at all bothered. "Before we go riding; we have something to show you." Mike said excitedly.

They lead us to a big barn where Mike had constructed a type of large metal cage, mainly out of metal farm gates I think. Mike called it Hog fencing, and the panels were wired together in a big 8 by 8 by 12 foot box.

"What's this." Muriel asked

"It was Penny's idea for in the middle of the marquee, you three can be inside like caged animals. The public can circle you, but can't touch."

"It's a sort of commentary on the public perception of nudity, challenging people to think. Also, I think it's very erotic." Penny added.

"I think it's incredible, thank you both so much." I said. “Perhaps it affirms that there’s a sexual animal in each of us, but we’re afraid to let it out?”

Muriel turned to Mike and gave him a loving kiss on the lips, before turning and giving Penny a tight hug.

"What do you think of it, Suzi?" Penny asked

"I think it will be very erotic, pretending to be a naked, caged animal."

"And Dave?"

"I'm looking forward to sticking my cock out through the bars. To be petted, or, um, other stuff." I jested.

"You're so crude." Suzi feigned disgust.

"Just saying."

Penny and I watched them walk over to the stables, the girls walking on either side of Mike and his hands on each of their asses.

"Does it bother you?" I asked Penny

"Not really, not anymore. Does it bother you?"

"I don't know. Suzi's a fun-loving, very sexy girl. She enjoys teasing and flirting; and she's shared me with Muriel. So I'd be a hypocrite. I know it's just a bit of fun, and that she wants to be with me, at the end of the day. So I've come to accept it, and enjoy her sexuality as well as my own."

Penny turned to look at me, "That's a very mature attitude, particularly for a young man. Take my advice, and if it does ever bother you, bite your tongue before you say anything. If it still bothers you later, then say something, then."

"Thank you. That sounds like good advice."

"You're welcome." She leant in and kissed me, her lips just brushing lightly against mine.

"Shall we go and try on your adjusted costume."

We talked as we walked.

 "You shouldn't worry. It's Muriel that Mike's really interested in. He might goose Suzi a bit, but that's all." She assured me.

"And would you ever leave him?" I needed to know.

"Oh no! In every other way, we're happily married. This is merely the best of both worlds."

We arrived at the house, "Right get your kit off."

"Turn around."

Penny raised an eyebrow, 'Really?' It was unspoken that the five of us were becoming more open with each other.

I smiled and started to undress, enjoying this woman's gaze as I did so. When I was naked, Penny just stared at me "very nice." She delayed for a bit, to take in the site. Finally she went and got the costume, becoming more business-like.

"Right we'll try the tunic first."

I slipped in on, over my head, careful as I slid my arms in the sleeves.

"How does it feel?"

"Great, it's a perfect fit, like a glove. You've done a great job."

"Move around a bit, slowly put your hands up, above your head."

This was surreal. Bollock naked and doing exercises.

“Hold it like that, for a bit.” She walked around me, studiously investigating it all.

When she was satisfied, Penny fetched the skirt. I decided to be a bit bold.

"It's hardly fair. I mean, me standing here in my birthday suit and you fully dressed."

"I can't sew in the nude, I might stick a needle in something and besides you don't want to see my old body."

I thought of some bullshit about all bodies being beautiful but decided to be honest,

"I do want to see you naked, I think you're a sexy lady with a great ass and I want to bite it."

"You are a saucy one! Now step into this." Penny knelt down and put the skirt at my feet, as she did so my cock was only inches from her face, she moved quickly as if to bite my cock, causing me to involuntarily swivel my hips, moving my cock out of harm’s way, and causing Penny to laugh heartily.

“See, the biggest part of being sexy, is a sensual mind and attitude. Penny, you have the playful sensuality of a college coed.”

“Really? That’s the sweetest thing I’ve been told in forever!” She teared up and got embarrassed.

As she stood, she brought the skirt with her, strapping my cock flat against my stomach with the new elasticated band, squeezing it with her hand to see if it moved about.

"Oh goody, I'm glad that design feature works." We both laughed.

"You're a very good seamstress, and a very sexy woman."

"And you're a very horny young man. Save it for Suzi, I'll let you smell my new perfume if you like."

I had a confused look on my face as Penny undid her blouse exposing a lacy blue bra, barely holding her bountiful melons. She pulled my head down, wedging my nose between her boobs, she wiggled a bit before letting me go.

"Do you like the smell?" I just smiled and nodded.

On the drive home I was asking about the lesson.

 "It was very good, very stimulating." Muriel drove and Suzi sat on my lap in the other front seat. She seemed hornier than usual.

"And?"

Her smile got broader as she tapped the side of her nose.

Later, she told me she felt like a bit of a gooseberry. Apart from squeezing her ass a couple of times, Mike only had eyes for Muriel.

Godiva and the Village Festival.

The day of the festival arrived and we were all understandably nervous. Muriel and Suzi were naked and practicing with some cosmetic glue, sticking their long hair down over their boobs, I heard a few ouches and ahs, as they practiced and unstuck their hair. Suzi said that it felt quite nice being pulled off her nipple, and asked Muriel to apply more glue so she had something to look forward to later.

"You are a one lustful girl, Suzi." Muriel quipped.

"Takes one to know one." Suzi retorted. Then they kissed.

We'd arranged to meet Mike and Penny in a little side street. There was a small shop we could get dressed or undressed. And the girls could mount up there. We thought we'd left in plenty of time, but the village was mobbed and it took us a while to get through the streets.

"I've never seen so many people in the village." Muriel remarked.

"They must have come to see you two." I observed.

"Wow." Was all Suzi could manage.

Penny and Mike were waiting. The horses were already saddled up and waiting. Mike wasn't wearing his Lederhosen, instead opting for a ringmaster outfit, explaining; "I thought it more appropriate and it'll work for the marquee, also it gave me an excuse to buy another costume."

Plus, a proper and self-respecting Englishman doesn’t let a German character misappropriate an English legend.”

We all smiled and hurried in to get ready. Penny followed to help. As I pulled up my skirt she put her hand underneath and squeezed my cock "Remember if this gets big, um, or bigger, shall I say; tuck it in the waistband, don't let it stick out." She let go and gave me a peck on the cheek. I looked at Suzi who just rolled her eyes and smiled.

The girls were nearly ready. Penny helped with the final touches. Before we went out, I kissed both of them, wishing them good luck, and telling them how beautiful they looked.

Mike helped Muriel up. Penny and I helped Suzi, both of us getting an amazing view as we pushed her skywards, our hands on separate cheeks and pulling them apart. Penny said she'd walk with me, in case there were problems, me being very inexperienced and all.

 We made our way to the main street, Mike bellowing to clear a path, like a classic ringmaster. Once people realized what was happening, a loud cheer erupted from the crowd, followed by applause. My horse was a bit startled but thankfully Penny was able to calm it. I looked up to Suzi and smiled, she smiled back but I could see she was very nervous. Billy, the Morgan gelding draft horse was controllable but not used to large human convergences. He’d lost his sack as a 4 year old, but his horse-cock was every inch of a champion stud’s.

It was slow progress, the actual road was meant to be clear for the procession, but many people ignored this. There were wolf whistles and cheers all around us, and the constant sound of photos being taken. Muriel was just ahead of us and seemed to be loving it, waving and blowing kisses to everyone. To a shout of "Show us your tits." She straightened herself and pulled the hair away, shaking her uncovered boobs in the direction of the shout, getting even greater cheers of appreciation. Muriel's confidence and the great, joyful atmosphere, seemed to be rubbing off on Suzi, who was smiling and waving and making rude gestures back at particularly lewd comments. As funny as it seems, it was a real family atmosphere. Lots of parents and children joining in the innocent fun, and nobody getting too out of order.

The main street of the village was only about a couple hundred yards long and the entrance to the field hosting the festival was just at the end of the run. We were about half way there and despite the best efforts of some aged village stewards, the crowds were getting heavier and taking up more of the street. Our horse 'Billy,' was getting angsty, not enjoying the noise and the people. He tried to rear up and it took all my strength to hold him, just like Mike had showed me.

An unladylike dismount.

The crowd obviously sensed the danger and edged away from us. As the horse settled down a bit, I looked up at Suzi; trying to reassure her. She looked terrified. Penny came beside me and said it was too dangerous to continue, that Suzi would have to dismount. Suzi didn't need telling twice, and with Penny's help started to dismount whilst I held the reigns tight. There is no ladylike way to dismount a large horse, particularly when you are naked. Suzi laid on her stomach so she could slide down off the horse, her naked ass pointing straight at the crowd on the lucky side of the street. Rather than shouting and jeering they waited for her feet to touch the ground before breaking into a spontaneous round of applause. It was a lovely moment and the combination of fear and the crowds support caused Suzi to cry. I held her tight. Penny came up to me.

"I'll take the horse, you look after Suzi."

As Suzi gathered herself, we became aware of Muriel and Mike up ahead, signaling for Suzi to join them and mount up with Muriel.

"No fucking way, I'm never going on a horse again." Suzi screamed in hysteria.

 We waved back, telling them to continue on without us.

With all the commotion and stress, it was nearly possible to forget that Suzi was still naked, standing in the middle of the street with hundreds of people around her.

The village stewards were in greater numbers now, having clued into the arrival of the unofficial featured arrival. They became more effective at widening the corridor of our promenade. There was now a space of 15 feet to each side of us.

Billy’s power and size now brought a greater respect, after he attempted to rear up.

"Shall I borrow someone's coat to cover you?"

Suzi thought for a while before taking my hand and saying, "let’s walk."

As we started off, a few of the people who could see us, let out a cheer, shouts of "good on ya" and "great girl" accompanying us.

 I looked down at Suzi and she beaming, enjoying all the shouts, all the cheers, and all the eyes. I bent and kissed her, and desperately wanted to pat her bottom but daren't in case it gave other's the same idea.

Penny waited til we were a good 50 feet up the road, then she followed, just to keep the crowds to the sides. The crowd dared not come anywhere close to Billy. He was beyond excited, and his horse-cock was now exceptionally erect from excitement and fear.

News of Suzi's walk must have filtered through the crowd because some of them stopped following the front horse with Muriel, waiting for Suzi instead. People were very gracious, the space opening up as we walked, not crowding us too much. About five feet of space was kept beside us.

There was now a cleared road and hundreds had a clear view of ‘Young Godiva.’

When we were within sight of the field, I leaned into Suzi and said, "do you want to do something naughty?"

"Like what?"

"Why don't you bend over and bow to the crowd." I could see a light sparkle in Suzi's eyes as the idea took hold.

Letting go of my hand, Suzi stood perfectly still, causing those around us to stop and somehow shush, as if holding their breath. When she was ready, she took a slow, refined, and well-bred bow, and held it at the bottom. It gave everyone behind an amazing view of her ass, her crack and her cunny. She stood up to the biggest cheer of the day, her face alive with excitement and joy.

I leaned in and said, "The ones in front didn't see anything", she gave me a wink before turning back the other way, and repeating the same bow, holding it even longer this time.

We walked into the field, to be greeted by an equally naked Muriel, who came running over and hugged Suzi.

"That was incredible. You're incredible."

"I am, aren't I." "That was so frigging hot I want to do it all again, I've never felt so turned on, so alive." Suzi beamed. "With my big strong man to protect me, I felt amazing."

Muriel was overcome with emotion and joy, kissing Suzi then me, hugging us the whole time.

"Steady on." It was Mike who had come to join us. "I think we could all do with a drink, why don't we go into the marquee for a bit of peace and quiet."

We followed Mike, and just outside our Marquee; was our little booth, with leaflets and such, advertising the Arundel resort. Geri got permission from H & E, to use their copyright material, in exchange for also promoting the magazine at the festival. The result was a very slick and impressive print presentation.

When we entered the marquee, we were greeted by the cage, which I for one had forgotten about.

"Have you told many people about it, yet?" I asked Mike.

"No not yet, I was going to do it now."

"I think we've had enough excitement and publicity for one day, why don't we just relax, have a quick drink and then man the booth, I'm sure lots of people will come over to chat." I said this whilst smiling at Suzi, knowing that she would love to stand naked and chat to people.

Everyone agreed that it was best to leave the cage for today, Penny rejoined us, saying the horse was fine in its trailer, before coming and giving Suzi a big kiss on the lips. "Brave girl, beautiful, sexy brave girl." Then she kissed Suzi again.

I had a lightbulb moment realizing why she shunned my obvious charms.

Mike and Penny explained that we could be naked at the booth, as long as we were seated down behind it, our genitals hidden and the girls tits covered by their hair.

Penny continued, "I think that will be sexier, leave something to the imagination, what do you think." She looked to Suzi and me.

We stayed inside and took several posed photos of the cage, with the four of us posing in several scenes. Penny was a good sport and did all the photos. I did the dirty with the fare virgin Godiva, and Mike played the dom, subduing Muriel’s wild and whoring older Godiva. Suzi and Muriel had a scene with Sapphic pleasures.  Penny came up with all sorts of kinky ideas, and urged us men to ‘fuck deep and with craving lust.’ It was the Sapphic poses that really got her wet and trembling, though. That’s when she had to end the pictoral sessions.

Muriel and Suzi then took her camera, gave it to Mike, and began undressing her.  Mike and I watched as the three lusty women laid in a triangle of oral pleasuring.

“Dave, do you think we ought to charge admissions for this? I know I’d pay a few pounds for this show.”

“I think they want us to just watch and wank.” I explained, to justify my active stroking of my tallywhacker.

The girls glanced at us a few times, admiring our turgid woodies. Within minutes we were all spent and resting. Thus sated, we men took our places, seated at the booth. The girls joined us after making themselves presentable.

 We all agreed, and so it was.

To be continued in part 3. Based on posts by Big galoot, in 6 parts, for Literotica.