She stood on the other side of the bed from me while we changed. Her slim figure in the lamp's glow caused that feeling again between my legs. I was t...inking the curse wasn't due for another couple of weeks so why was this happening. When she'd crawled into bed, I blew out the lantern and got on my side.We said goodnight and I fell asleep right away. Sometime during the night I woke hearing some god awful noises. Then I remembered Becky was in my bed. She was thrashing about mumbling something.. Pressing myself back into her gluteal cleft reminded me of my first time sexually. That beautiful feeling of skin on skin contact is something that should never be taken for granted.Kim's moans increased in volume as she felt the warmth of my cock pressing into her cheeks. The washer had begun the spin cycle as I rubbed my swollen prick up and down between her plump buttocks. Kim's moans raised to a near scream before I covered her mouth as she closed in on her second peak. This one left. For about the first seventeen years of my life I was known as Bobbie. Well actually Robert Harlan Rothman, that was my birth name, but Bobbie was my name to my family. The doctors were amazed that I grew up so well. At seventeen I was 6'-2, 190 lbs and had already taken two college courses and graduated first in my class of 215 students. I hated the speech I had to make. I searched the internet for valedictorian speeches and cobbled several together and said my piece.The first of June found me. Every now and then all three of them would catch each others eye in their discomfort as they sat there and all three of them would read each others mind immediately... “When can we finally get naked again!?”They might have only been Lifestyle Nudists for not even a full week yet but they each felt like it had been a lifetime. Wearing clothes of any description now felt just so foreign to them and almost unbearable.They would not have been the only ones thinking those thoughts either. The hall.