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Chapter 38: Dressing Down





“I’m DJ Mary, and I’m the world champion of patty cake,” Mary said, starting the show. “And tonight’s guest is Rosie.”



“I’m very happy to be here,” Rosie said with a grin.



“So I know the answer is going to be no, but can I see under your mask?” Mary asked. Rosie shook her head.



“Sorry. I don\'t take it off. Ever. I’ve been with Gardenia for nearly a year now, and she still hasn’t seen my face, so you have no chance,” Rosie said.



“Well, that’s alright, so long as you have a good story,” Mary said.



“I’m sure you’ll like it.”







It was a few weeks ago. I had been out of town for a few days. Ever since I got together with Gardenia, I’ve mostly left my arena to some of my more skilled students, but I have to go back every now and then, and I was really looking forward to getting back.



When I got home, I was rather shocked when Gardenia came running out to greet me completely naked. Right away she wrapped her arms tightly around me, pressing her bare breasts against me as hard as she could manage.



“Hi, dearest...uh, what are you doing naked?” I asked, looking around. There were only a few people out, and none of them seemed to notice her.



“Come inside and I’ll tell you all about it. It‘s kind of cold out,” she said, taking my hand.



After we got inside she explained that since I never take my clothes off, she decided that she wasn’t going to wear any from now on. I wasn\'t sure that it made sense to me, but as she told me about it, I couldn’t but get a little aroused by the way her breasts jiggled slightly with every move she made.



“But what about the people in town? Aren’t all of them going to see you naked as well?” I asked, managing to look her in the face. She just smiled.



“Well, I started doing it just a few days after you left, and no one really complained. In fact, just about everyone in town seems to like it as much as you seem to,” she said, leaning in and giving me a kiss. "This way, we\'re more like a pair. After all, you never, ever let anyone see you with your clothing off, and get changed from one outfit to the next only when you absolutely have to and always as fast as possible, and so to you it\'s basically your skin anyway. From your perspective, your costume is a part of you, so wearing it without anything else is the same as being nude. I want to see what that\'s like, too, and I want to be closer to you, and I just like the idea of being a nudist anyway!"



It made a weird kind of sense, really. But I was still really surprised by it, so I decided to see how everyone really felt about it. I convinced Gardenia to go out with me, which she quickly agreed to. We left the house and went around town just like normal. Quite a few people looked her over, but no one said anything. But I couldn’t help but get turned on by everything. After a littlie while my panties were getting so wet that I knew it was starting to show through my pants.



“Gardenia, what do you say to a bit of fun?” I asked. She smiled.



"Alright, let’s go home.”



I shook my head. “No. Let\'s go over there,” I said, pointing to a nearby park. I led her to a secluded area that was surrounded by bushes and trees, so no one could see us, but it was possible for us to see everyone who walked past. Gardenia looked around, blushing slightly.



“Why so nervous all of a sudden?” I asked her.



“It’s just...being naked and having sex in public are two different things,” she muttered. I grabbed her from behind, wrapping my arms around her waist.



“But it’s really turning me on. I’m sure you’ll like it, too, soon enough!” I whispered in her ear before lightly kissing her neck. She gasped, and right away I slid both my hands along her body, moving one up to her breasts and the other down to her crotch. I slipped a single finger in, at the same moment pinching her nipple. She bit down on her lip to keep from moaning out loud. I added another finger, and began to pump them. Right away her juices began to soak through my glove. As I fingered her, I started to rub myself against her. Since she was completely naked, I could feel all of her body heat, and that, with the friction, was enough to help me get close to cumming. I started to finger her faster. She kept making small noises, unable to hold back. When I knew she was only a few seconds away from cumming, I had turn her head slightly so we could kiss. I pushed my tongue past her lips at the exact moment she came, so her moan was completely silenced. I kept fingering her for a few seconds longer, before breaking the kiss and pulling my hand up. I sucked her juices out of my glove. Gardenia stood there panting for a few seconds.



“So did you like it?” I asked. She nodded.



“Good, because I really want to do a bit more!” I said, getting down on my knees. I buried my face in her crotch right away and started to lick. She gasped sharply.



“Rosie, stop...I-I don’t think I can keep quiet if, if you--” She cut off there, having to force herself from moaning. I decided that I could spare one glove. So I slipped off the one that I had used to play with her, though reluctantly, and stood up and gave it to her for a gag. She placed it in her mouth right away. I got back down and started to lick again, sliding my ungloved hand down to the front of my pants. I began to rub myself through my pants. It was the first time in several years that I’d masturbated without my glove. The feeling of my own fingers was completely different than what I was used to. I was also nearly overwhelmed by the sensations in my fingertips from my pants\' fabric. I began to moan softly.



As I ate Gardenia out, she reached down and grabbed my shoulders for balance as her legs started to give out on her. I pulled my hand away from my pants\' crotch, and added it along with my tongue, which was enough to push her over the edge. She nearly collapsed on top of me as she came, and the the feeling of my fingers within her, warm and sticky and being squeezed by her inner walls, nearly made me collapse, too. I drank in as much of her cum as I could, but some of it ran down my chin and got caught in my mask. After she had calmed down, I stood up and took my glove out of her mouth, and quickly put it back on, breathing a sigh of relief once it was back on me.



“That was even better than usual!” she said, nearly breathless.



“It’s probably because of how kinky this is,” I said, licking my lips. She blushed.



“Yeah, I guess.” She looked so cute that I just had to pull her into a kiss. As I did, she pressed one leg against my crotch and began to grind her knee hard. I pushed her away for a second and guided her so that her back was pressed against a large tree. I had her start grinding again, and at the same time I grabbed her other legs and lifted her slightly off the ground, so that her quim was pressing against my stomach. Right away she began to slide as best she could without losing her balance. As we ground against each other, we kissed passionately, but we broke it right away when suddenly we heard a sound just outside of the clearing. We looked over and saw a very pretty woman running by wearing an incredibly tight tank-top and skimpy shorts. She had stopped there to take a drink from her water bottle.



As she stood there, I whispered into Gardenia’s ear. “She’s really good looking, isn’t she?” I asked as I started to move again slightly. She had to bite her lip again to keep from moaning. I could tell that it was making her even hornier.



“Think we should ask her to join in?” I asked teasingly. That alone was enough to push her over the edge. She had to lean forward and bury her face in my neck to keep from being heard. Just a few seconds later, the woman ran on by. A few seconds later, I came myself.



“So what do you say to some more fun?” I asked. Gardenia smiled.



“Yeah! This is great!” she said, getting down on the ground. She motioned for me to get down as well, so I did.



“Let’s try something new,” she said. I was pretty curious as to what exactly she had planed. She moved in closer, so that our crotches could press together. She started rocking her hips. As she ground harder and harder against my clothed cunny, she slid her hands over to my shirt and began to fondle my breasts through the fabric. So I reached back and grabbed her ass, and gave it a firm squeeze. It didn’t take very long for us to cum, and just a few seconds after we did, a few drops of rain fell on us. Gardenia got up.



“Let’s go home before it really starts,” she said. I looked down at myself. My pants were completely soaked, and not with rain. I looked over to her as well, and noticed that her thighs were also pretty messy.



“I think we might want to wait a few minutes, so the rain can wash us up,” I suggested. She looked down and saw just how much cum we were coated in.







“She quickly agreed. Even though she’s a lot more open about it, she didn’t really want everyone knowing we had just had sex like that,” Rosie said, finishing her story.



“You know, Whitney likes to just lounge around the house naked sometimes. I kind of wish she’d just stay that way!” Mary said with a grin.



“Well, it can be a bit distracting sometimes, especially for trainers. Only two have won her badge since she started it!” Rosie said. Mary laughed a bit.



“I’ll bet! But I have one question before we finish up--while you were telling your story, you seemed to really emphasize your hand when your glove was off. Is there a story there?"



Rosie hesitated for a minute. Finally she said, "Well...yes...I guess it won\'t hurt to tell you this much. Gardenia knows this much already, too...basically, a lot of my body is ultra-sensitive. You know how Sabrina\'s feet are unimaginably sensitive, so much that they can orgasm from the faintest touch into mind-breaking pleasure? A lot of my body is kind of like that...my fingers, thighs, breasts, pussy, feet, and so on. I\'m just naturally this way. But Sabrina\'s made herself that way; I didn\'t have a choice, and mine is more like regular feelings. So while I can feel intense pleasure from this hyper-sensitivity, I also feel every other sensation in an extreme...heat, pressure, cold, ticklishness, and pain. My clothes cut me off from direct contact with the world and let me experience feelings without feeling everything as intensely. Sometimes Gardenia worries that I can\'t feel enough when she\'s pleasuring me through these pants, but I\'m so incredibly over-sensitive that, if anything, I probably feel more from her licking my leg through my pants than she does when someone eats her out!"



"Wow. So I guess that\'s why you always wear your outfit?" Mary asked.



"Yes...but it\'s actually not a very big part of it. I...I don\'t...can\'t tell you more about the other reasons. It\'s personal. It\'s very personal to me. I can only tell you what I tell Gardenia--this is what I am, who I am, as you see me here. Everything underneath isn\'t important."



Not having anything else to add, Mary finished with, "Well, any way, make sure to tune in next time for more of DJ Mary’s Sexy Stories!”