The other thing Iâm surprised at is you are letting a guy become a part of your living arrangement. I could understand if the fourth roommate was a woman but why look for a guy,â I asked?
âWell to tell you the truth, Jules said, we all like the erotic tension it throws into the mix. If you were just another girl there would be far less excitement and eroticism. Think about it would you really want to see a bunch of naked guys around the house?
I had to admit that the thought of a bunch of guys naked was not my ideal living situation.
âBesides there are lots of times when a guy can get a job done much easier than a woman. You will be handy to have around the house,â Jules said.
The three girls looked at each other and smiled. All of a sudden I felt a little uneasy. âBesides, Jen continued, being naked make me feel alive and free. Since I met Jules and Laurie I really couldnât think of living any other way. Wait till you meet Julesâ brother Mike. He was the one that really made me understand the pleasures that a life of erotic nudity holds and Iâm not talking about sex. You just have a different view of life when it is seen through unclothed eyes.â
There was passion in Jenâs voice about this topic. Almost like someone who was pitching their artwork. Maybe that was how they view it. Nudity was their art. I looked at the faces of the three women I sat with. After talking with them for the better part of three hours I felt I was on the verge of discovering the first glimmerings of their merged physical and inner beauty. Each of them in their own way was so beautiful I felt an emotional pain as I both looked and experienced them simultaneously. I felt immersed in them and was intoxicated by it. I knew I needed to explore these feelings more and maybe nudity was just the right medium.
We finished our dinner with Crème Brule and coffee, paid our bill and left for the condo. Of course all the girls referred to the condo, as home but as yet it was still too new to FEEL like home to me.
When we returned home, Jules showed me my room. All my stuff was piled in one corner. It could be piled in a corner because my room was probably 600 sq ft without counting the bathroom. It was more than I ever expected. I thanked her again for inviting me to join them. I told Jules I would be doing some unpacking then going to bed.
âWell, I hope you donât mind if you hear us in the morning. We workout in the morning. Now remember, you may be unpacking but you wonât have any need for your clothes,â Jules said.
âIâll try and remember,â I said with some anticipation in my voice. âOh, youâll remember, Jules said because if you donât weâll be happy to reminding you.â
The next morning I awoke to the sounds of straining in another part of the condo. I recalled Jules said they would be working out in the morning so I pulled myself out of bed to clean up. It suddenly occurred to me I would have to spend more effort in cleaning all over if I was going to be naked all day long. It is one thing rooming with guys but with women you couldnât offensive. I was suddenly important my armpits gave no offending odors and particularly other orifices. I showered and spent considerable time cleaning. I thought this funny since I was just going to go workout and get sweaty all over again. I did however want to make a good first impression.
Finally, feeling ready I opened the door to my room and ventured out into my brave new world. I had a medium size towel with me on my way to the kitchen where I filled a water bottle and returned upstairs to the workout room. Immediately I caught sight of Jules and Jen on the aerobic equipment. My heart stopped as I approached the room suddenly feeling quite vulnerable.
I had seen my share of naked women at college, and all the thinking I had done about living with three naked women was mental masturbation but I felt entirely inexperienced when I was face to face with this naked reality. It suddenly occurred to me that every ordinary daily experiences and chores would cease to be ordinary. It was like I had to learn everything anew.
Jules and Jen were in the room working out. The actual sight of these naked women thrilled me like nothing before. The way their muscles and skin moved and stretch over their bones was enormously erotic. I was drawn to the movement of their breasts and the tautness of their ripe ass. I realized why these girls enjoyed nudity. They were naked to experience life. It made the most ordinary things, exhilarating. It made them feel alive and wanting to experience each and every facet of life.
Most impotently it took a very private things, like a body and laid it bare to inspection and that was mentally and emotionally challenging. It challenged everything one believed about men, women and society and challenged everything you grew up knowing to be true. It is hard to break the visceral bonds of beliefs. On the one hand, I was exhilarated by the feelings I had of freedom and anticipated what I might discover next.
Jen, as I previously described, was thin with large breasts but it wasnât until she was naked that I truly appreciated the form and weight of her voluminous breasts. It was a real gift for me to experience them first hand. Her legs were long, lithe and delicate all the way to her crotch such that the top of her legs never really touched. They just angled out from her knees till they met her hips. This magic âVâ drew my gaze to her pronounced pussy lips. Her pubic hair was completely shaven, only serving to keep my eyes fixed like a magnet on her fully, puffy lips. Her ass was thin but with a slight teardrop shaped from many hours on the elliptical machine. Her arms were also thin and her large round very REAL breasts rocked rhythmically as she pedaled on the machine. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail and beads of sweat popped from her body. She called âheyâ to me as I walked into the room. Her skin was a lightly tan in color with no obvious lines but what would you expect from a girl who spent much of her time naked. I walked past Jen toward an exercise bike and could smell the wonderful mixed aroma of perfume and sweat. I threw one leg over the bike seat after first placing the towel down. My ball sack snagged as I threw my leg over and flinching. Reaching down, I rearranged my balls as I remounted the bike; this was something I was going to have to get used to.
Jules was doing hammer curls and my eyes were drawn to her muscled body. Her breasts were modest in size and pointed standing out on her chest with the slightest upward curve. Her areolas were large for her breast, which I particularly liked. She had a spectacular firm, full ass and thick brown pubic hair that covered her pussy burying her lips from sight. Not that I was staring but the urge to look was too strong. Jules gave me a nod to say hi and I nodded back.
I worked away on the bike for five minutes warming up and then moved to the mats to stretch before lifting weights. As I left the bike, Laurie entered the room. She had a magnificent shapely figure with lovely firm curves. Her best feature was her ass, full, firm and heart shaped with a lovely dimple above her right cheek.
Laurie had a habit of wiggling her ass provocatively whenever she walked. I knew this girl was going to be a large problem for me. I hadnât seen her for 15 seconds and I was already thinking about sliding what it would be like to slide my cock between her butt cheeks. She had long, straight dark hair with brown eyes and eyebrows that were full and shaped but still had a natural look. Her face was long and even somewhat boyish with an aquiline nose. Her tits were smallish and dipped slightly on her chest showing the beginning stages of age. Her areolas were modest in size with a nub of a nipple that stood out. Her belly button was pierced with a gold ball and bar. Her hands and feet were long and elegant with long fingers and toes and her arms were thin but for obvious biceps.
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