Chapter One: Our Arrest
I can’t believe what is happening.
I am standing in a courtroom somewhere in the Bible Belt. Totally naked, with my
hands cuffed behind my back, shackles on my ankles, and a gag in my mouth. Next to me is
my best friend and sorority roommate, Roxy, who is similarly cuffed, shackled and gagged.
We both have just been found guilty of and are awaiting sentencing on charges of
‘Indecent Exposure in Public’, ‘Naked Exhibitionism in Public’ and ‘Lewd and Decadent
Sexual Behavior in Public’. Our boyfriends are standing right beside us, naked and
similarly cuffed, shackled, and gagged. Each also has been convicted of similar crimes.
All four of us are headed to a ‘Sexual Perverts Correctional Center’, whatever that is.
As for me: My name is Alicia. I am a 19 years old, second semester sophomore at a
very small and very conservative liberal arts college located in the middle of America’s
Bible Belt. You know that strip of land in the southeast and southcentral parts of the
U.S. where the fundamentalist religious hypocrites try to control everything in your life.
I’m a natural blonde, 5’1” tall, 105 pounds, with 34DD tits. I have been blessed,
like my mother before me, with a Dolly Parton like figure. You know the one: Big on top
with almost no waist or hips. Most people think that my tits have been enhanced. But,
trust me: Like my mother before me, these tits are all natural and all mine.
I grew up in a very religiously conservative family living in a very conservatively
religious town. That’s the only lifestyle that I knew before I left home for college. A
male dominated lifestyle, where the man of the house is king. He is the Head of the
Household figure and is expected to make all the important decisions for the entire
family. All women in the family are expected to be subservient to him and all other males
in the family. My Mother has always acquiesced to my father’s wishes. You know, the old
‘barefoot and pregnant’ philosophy that so many hypocrites claim is based on the Bible.
Unfortunately, my college is the epitome of that culture. I agreed to go here only
after my mother pleaded with me to do so ‘for your father’s sake’. Both of my parents are
graduates of my college, and my father would have disowned me if I had gone anywhere else.
Although I disagree with most of their beliefs, I do respect both of my parents. That,
and this college is the only college where he would agree to pay for my education.
Well, unbeknown to my parents, I have never believed in their fundamentalist, male
dominant, chauvinistic philosophies at all. Once I went away to college, my real beliefs
began to take control. Even though my college is very conservative and religious, many of
its students are just like me. It’s our first time away from home after growing up living
very safe and sheltered in lives that were totally controlled by our fathers. Now we have
become free and liberal – both sexually and politically.
The events leading up to my current situation started about two days ago when my
best college friend and sorority roommate, Roxy (short for Roxanne), and I are preparing
to go with our boyfriends, Tom and Ron, on a Spring Break vacation to Cancun, Mexico.
Roxy is a 5’2” tall, 115 pounds redhead with gorgeous 33D tits. She, like me, is hot and
she loves to flaunt it. She’s what most guys call a ‘cock teaser’. I guess I am, too.
But, she does it a lot more, and better, than me.
I have just stepped out of the shower after finishing my last mid-term exam. I am
standing there totally naked while packing when Roxy returns from her last exam. She sees
me ‘folding’ a very small ‘G’ string bikini bottom. You know the one. A small triangle
of cloth that’s barely just big enough to cover a totally shaved pussy slit. One that is
held in place by a single string running up the back that gets wedged between ass cheeks
most of the time.
“Nice,” Roxy comments after seeing me ‘folding’ the bikini bottom. “What’s the top
look like?”
“There isn’t any,” I reply with a devilish grin on my face.
“Did your mother buy you that?” she asks.
“Fuck her!” I reply. “She’s not going to Cancun for a week of sun and fuckin’
fun.”
“I’d love to,” Roxanne replies. “If she’s as hot as you, I’d love to fuck her.”
Of course, she is answering the first part of my statement. I choose to ignore her
reply. After all, it’s my Mother that she’s talking about.
“Now, tell me again about that bikini top.”
“There isn’t any,” I repeat. “We won’t be wearing any bikini tops where we will be
staying.”
Roxanne gives me a weird look. It appears that this is news to her. Of the four of
us, I am the only one who went to Cancun for spring break last year. I explain that the
hotel where we will be staying advertises itself as the ‘Unofficial Headquarters of the
Cancun Spring Break’. However, it should advertise itself as the ‘Unofficial Headquarters
of the Cancun Naked Tits and Ass Society’.
I further explain that last year my roommate and I stayed at this same hotel not
knowing what to expect. Shortly after arriving at the hotel, we went into its beachside
bar to get a drink or two before exploring for some ‘hot guys’ to fuck. All we were
wearing were our skimpiest string bikinis and six inch ‘Fuck Me!’ stilettos.
“We must have sat at our table for more than 15 minutes and never got any service,”
I continue to explain. “Finally, my very pissed off roommate goes to complain to the
bartender. Both of us have seen that all the other girls in the bar are topless, but we
need some ‘liquid courage’ before making that move. Suddenly the bartender, a topless
girl herself with huge tits, points to a sign attached to the bar’s main entrance.”
“My roommate goes over, reads the sign, and then removes her bikini top. She then
yells for me to come over for a second. When I arrive at the doorway, she only points to
the sign. It says: ‘Dress Code: Topless Only. No Bare Tits, No Service.’ She then
drops her bikini top into a box sitting on the ground beside the entrance to the bar, and
then goes back and sits down at our table. I do the same.”
“Shortly after we are seated again, the topless bartender comes over to our table.
She explains that it’s nice to see us finally adhering to the bar’s dress code. However,
she also explains that since we have already violated the bar’s dress code, we must pay a
penalty if we want any service. We get the shock of our young lives when she explains
that our penalty is our bikini bottoms. We must deposit our bikini bottoms in the box by
the door before she can serve us anything.”
“I asked her if there was any other way,” I added. “She said, ‘Well, the only
other option is that we could volunteer to be handcuffed in the ‘Glory Hole Room’ for the
next six hours’. My roommate said that she’d heard all about the GHR and ‘we were not
drunk enough for that kind of action yet’.”
“Well, what did you gals do?” Roxy asks.
“Well, we both were very thirsty and horny. So, we stand up, take off our bikini
bottoms, walk totally naked over to the doorway, and deposit our bottoms in the box.
That’s the last time either of us wore anything above our waist at that hotel. We spent
the entire week topless, and were always bottomless whenever we were in that bar.”
“Wow, that’s hot!” Roxy replies.
“Oh, you don’t know the half of it,” I answer. “That week I got more action than I
have ever gotten here on campus. My pussy was eaten many times by both guys and gals.
That’s when I learned that I’m bi. Not only that, but that’s where I learned that I love
creampies. I love to have them eaten from my cunt. I also love to eat them from other
twats. If I were a guy, I probably would be a pussy licking, clean-up cuckold. I also
learned that I love to lick a fresh cumsickle (cock covered with both male and female cum
and juices).”
“What about the ‘GHR’’ Roxy asks.
I only smile and act like I did not hear her question. I wasn’t ready to tell her
tall all the girls staying at the hotel are expected to take a turn handcuffed in the
GHR.
After hearing my story, Roxy quickly reaches down and pulls her sweater up over her
head. She then reaches behind her back and unclasps her bra before dropping it to the
floor. She then comes over to me, hugs me from behind, reaches around my body, and grasps
both my tits with her hands. She begins massaging both my tits while grinding her pussy
into my ass.
“I told you that they’re real,” I reply as she fondles my tits.
“I know!” Roxy replies. “But, I don’t know how I am going to survive with these
34DD beauties bouncing around naked all week.”
“Well, you Bisexual Bitch,” I add. “Maybe you should worship them. After all,
this is a religious college.”
With that, Roxanne lets go of both of my tits, steps around to get in front of me,
and then leans forward and begins sucking on my left nipple.
“Just a minute,” I tell her as I force her mouth away from my tit. “You must be
properly attired to worship these beauties.”
She gives me a weird look before realizing what I am suggesting. She quickly
unhooks her skirt and pushes it, along with her undies, down to the floor before stepping
clear. She is now standing totally naked except for her heels. I give her a friendly
nod, and then she begins sucking on my tit again. Just then we hear the door open as our
two boyfriends walk into our room.
“OMG (Oh, my God)!” Roxy exclaims when she realizes that her boyfriend has just
caught her in a sexual act with another girl. “I forgot to lock the fuckin’ door.”
“Don’t let us interrupt anything,” my boyfriend, Ron, says. “Just keep doing what
you were doing.”
“Only if you two strip and give us a M2M 69 BJ show,” Roxy replies.
“Well, as good as that feels, and sounds,” I answer. “I really need to finish
packing so that we can leave for Cancun.”
“I dare you to do it naked!” Ron challenges us.
Both he and Tom know that Roxy and I love to play ‘Truth or Dare’, and when given a
choice we usually choose ‘Dare’. We both have streaked the campus on more than one
occasion while playing that stupid game. Of course, it’s usually when we’re drunk.
“WTF (What the Fuck)!” I reply.
“You heard me,” he commands. “I dare both of you to ride to Cancun naked. The
only things you two can wear are your six inch stilettos and two smiles. Well, maybe
naked in nothing but heels and smiles until we reach the Mexican Border. Tom and I will
take care of buying all the gas and food if you to agree to stay naked until we reach the
Mexican border.”
“That’s 12 hours away!” Roxy replies.
“Well, we’ll keep the convertible top up when we’re driving through any town,” Tom
adds. “But, once we’re in no man’s land, you both can work on your all over tans so that
you won’t have any bikini marks on those fabulous tits when we get to Cancun. In
addition, we’ll stay off all the popular roads and take a route that’s not very heavily
traveled.”
Suddenly the idea sounds good to me.
“OK, if we agree, you two must be naked, too,” I counter. Roxy nods in agreement.
“Well, who’s going to buy the food and gas?” Tom answers.
“Tell you what,” Ron replies. “If you two ride totally naked, wearing nothing but
your two smiles and 6” ‘Fuck Me!’ stilettos, Tom and I will ride naked from the waist up.
That way we can legally exit the car to get food and gas without getting arrested. But,
we also can all take turns sucking on each other’s tits whenever we’re not driving.”
“I’d rather suck on your cock when you’re not driving,” Roxy tells Tom.
“Especially while you’re eating Alicia’s pussy.”
“That can be arranged,” I add. “But, first I need to finish packing.”
“Do it naked in heels,” Tom orders. He quickly moves to where Roxy’s clothes are
lying on the floor and grabs them before she can put them back on. Roxy and I grin at
each other, and then put on our stilettos. We both realize that this is going to be an
unusually erotic spring break vacation.
“While you’re packing,” Roxy tells me, “I need to check and see if my grades are
posted yet on the (college) intranet, yet.” She fires up my laptop and begins checking
some emails and stuff.
“OMG!” she yells. “Look at this ‘Warning!’ message that the college just sent
out!”
We all go to the laptop and begin reading a message from the college aimed at all
students headed to the beaches for spring break. Basically, tells us that our state has
just joined the rest of the red-neck Southern states in passing a new law that’s designed
to crack down on naked, partially naked, and lewd or sexual behavior in public. Now all
the Southern states from Texas to the Southeast Coast, which are all controlled
politically by ultra conservative, religious fundamentalists and ‘Teabaggers’, have
similar laws.
In short, these new laws state that anyone convicted of any form of public
nakedness, exhibitionism, lewd, deviant, or sexual public behavior crime will be sentenced
to a minimum of 10 years as a bisexual slave and public prostitute at a ‘Bisexual
Correctional Center’, or ‘BCC’. If the conviction is ‘With Extenuating Sexual Deviancy
Circumstances’, the sentence automatically becomes a lifetime of bisexual slavery and
public prostitution.
“I don’t know what a ‘BCC’ is,” Roxanne adds. “But, I sure as hell don’t want to
find out.”
“Maybe we better forego the naked ride shit,” I reply.
“Fuck, no!” Roxy says. “I’ve been listening to that religious fundamentalist shit
all my life. No, we’re riding to the border naked or not at all!”
There’s one thing about Roxy. When she’s riled, she can be more stubborn than a
mule.
“Look at this,” I reply as I am reading the ‘Warning!’ message a second time. “It
specifically mentions ‘bisexual slavery’. You know what that means. They want to see
pussies eating pussies. This is nothing but another sexist law aimed to take advantage of
women everywhere!”
“You know that we all live in a very chauvinistic world,” Roxy replies. “They
always arrest the whore, but rarely the john.”
“Oh, to be born with a cock between my legs,” I reply.
“Do you want a cock between your legs now?” Ron answers.
“Tempting,” I reply. “But, save it for Cancun. I am in the mood for a P-A-R-T-Y!
So, let’s GTFOH! (Get the Fuck Outta Here!)”
It takes me about 30 minutes to get all my things together so that we can leave.
Yes, I’m not taking many clothes. Most of my time is spent collecting make-up and my
other girly items. When I’m finished, Roxy and I are able to sneak out of the sorority
house and down to Ron’s car completely naked without anyone noticing.
We head out of town with Ron driving. I am riding shotgun while Tom and Roxy are
sharing the back seat. About five minutes after we pull away from the sorority house, I
look in the back and see that Roxy has Tom’s cock in her mouth as we wind our way through
town. As soon as we leave town and are on the open highway, Ron lowers the convertible
roof so that Roxy and I can begin getting an all over tan. A few truckers honk at us as
we pass, but for the most part we have the road all to ourselves.
“Well,” Tom tells Roxy. “I better put this away before we are arrested. After
all, I you don’t want to find out what a ‘BCC’ is today, do you?”
“Not until you give me your cum,” Roxy replies. “Now, put that gorgeous hunk of
man meat back in my mouth!”
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