Maggie’s Slutty Reality Ch. 6.2

Hey everyone, sorry it's taken me so long, paper work ended up being fine, I'm giving my two weeks to my other job this weekend and hoping he doesn't act like a five year old and fires me instead and leaves everything on a good note. Anyways, all is well and hopefully about to get better. This chapter has also been taking a while because I wanted to go a different route but felt Natalie now opening up to Maggie would not only create a new perspective but also possibly a second series of books. But aside from that let me just say, thank you all for being so supportive, I feel very blessed to have such great caring friends and hopefully now I'll have more time to write and things will start looking up soon.

With nimble fingers she undressed me first and folded my clothes and I felt like I was being pampered by my own maid. I then watched her undress without hesitation or modesty, folding her clothes as well and holding out her hand to me as if inviting me to come join her. I didn’t have the largest bathtub in the world, but being that we were so tiny, we were both able to fit comfortably. Natalie taking a seat first and me sitting in front of her like a little sister getting a bath from her mature elder and when I thought about that description, I didn’t realize how true that statement was going to be. That although I had experienced so much in these last few months, she had not only experienced so much more, but learned things that I never knew.

She grabbed some soap and began washing my back, the feeling was so relaxing and then, out of nowhere she stuttered a little and began to talk, “so you told me your story, now…let me tell you mine.”

This is where Natalie talks about her sexual awakening from the moment she left home and roamed around San Francisco that foggy day. (And who knows a possibly spinoff may come of this, teehee.)

I was just getting used to living in San Francisco which was strange at first, going from such a small pleasant town to a big city like this where all sorts of surprises were in store for me. Most of my days were going to classes and all the other students were really cool, far different from all the people I grew up with. They were really liberal and less filtered and I felt like the innocent, naïve girl out of some Disney movie who knew nothing about the world around her. It must have been the look on my face or something ignorant that I must have said but one of the girls decided she needed to open my eyes and that day she took me downtown and told me that it was time I learned about the rest of the world outside of my little town.

I mean that’s the whole reason why I moved away, chose this place to go to college and well, quite literally moved to the other side of the country far away from the judgement of the people who knew me. With a little trip downtown, she took me to a street I had yet to explore, parked and pulled me to the sidewalk to watch the festivities, a march of Santas and my inner child smiled at the ideas since I loved Christmas. She had me close my eyes and walked me unknowingly to the center of the street and while I heard the music start and excitedly waited for the show, I felt bodies start to rub against me as they went past me and as I opened my eyes, I was startled to see dozens of dozens of Santa Clauses, both male and female of all ages and races walking past me, completely naked. I was in shock as my mind couldn’t grasp all the penises, pussies and naked breasts that were mere inches from me and didn’t know what I was supposed to think or feel, but a strange emotion came over me as I felt embarrassed.

Not that I was embarrassed that they were naked, but the fact that I was so out of place that I wasn’t. Here were all of these people, naked except for fake beards, hats and black boots and here I was fully dressed and completely covered because of the cold weather. That’s when my new found friend Brynn stepped in front of me and smiled, she knew somehow exactly what I was thinking, how I was feeling and had already come prepared, she had brought this big bag with her and held out her hand as if saying, it’s ok, I’ll watch after them so you can go join them and just to make sure we were on the same page, she handed me a santa hat and beard as well and right there, for the first time in my life, without a second thought, I stripped off my clothes right there on the street and handed them over and watched as she stuffed it all into her bag. I then put on the hat and beard and marched with the rest of the Clauses while holding her hand.

Some people cheered as they saw what had just happened and, in a way, my new found courage was celebrated by all the people around me. I wasn’t weird to them, or some kind of perverted freak, I was accepted and although I was naked around complete strangers, I somehow didn’t feel embarrassed. I did however start to feel something else and seeing as some men couldn’t help but stare and be the first to ever see me naked. I didn’t even realize that till that moment, no one had seen me naked and now dozens have, I guess the only thing was only one out of the dozens actually knew who I was and chances are I would never see these people ever again. But at the same time, these were the first people I had ever seen naked in real life and as I walked with Brynn and looked next to me, I could see the guy to my right eyeing me and I couldn’t help but look down and my eyes opened wide with another first, a big surprise you could say and I started to blush.

There it was, within reach, the first one I had ever seen in person in my whole life and it was, from what I can tell, huge and he knew it. I heard him give a slight cough as if clearing his throat and I looked up to see him smiling at me knowing exactly what I had just been looking at.