Blair's Freshman Year
By Volante

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Chapter One



Ironically, the first time I saw Ms. Carter she was 
naked. 
 	
I had just arrived at her boarding house on 
Thursday afternoon, knocked on the door and when no 
one answered I walked around to the back yard. I heard 
some music playing beyond a large wooden privacy 
fence, which surrounded the rear portion of the lot. I 
opened the gate and saw a very attractive woman in her 
mid-late thirties lying very naked in a lounge chair 
by a swimming pool. Her golden body was glistening in 
the sun, coated with tanning lotion.  
 	
She heard the gate open and looked in my 
direction. "Blair, I see you made it!" She said.  
At this point I knew this must be Helen Carter. She 
was an old friend of my mother. My mother spoke of her 
often and I frequently overheard them talking on the 
phone, but I had never met her until now.  
 	
I wasn't sure if I should be embarrassed by her 
nudity. I wanted to avert my eyes but found I was 
drawn to her elegant form.  
 	
She stood form her chair, "Here, let me slip 
something on and I will show you around." She walked 
toward the back porch of the house and grabbed a robe. 
I've never considered other girls as sex objects 
before, but Ms. Carter had an amazing body. She was 
the definition of sexy.  
 	
She slipped on her robe. Turning off the radio, 
she asked, "Are your bags still in your car? Can I 
help bring them in?"  
 	
I said that they were and we walked in through 
the house back into the front yard where my car was 
and she helped carry them in. She led me upstairs to 
small room with simple furnishings.  
 	
"This will be your room, Blair." She said. "The 
other girls are out and about on campus. I'm sure you 
will meet them later."  
 	
Ms. Carter ran a small boarding house for college 
girls at the University. When I had chosen to attend 
this school, my mother insisted that I stay with her 
old friend rather than pay extra for the dorms. Since 
there were other girls there and it would save me 
money, I agreed.  

I was given a quick tour of the house and then left to 
unpack. I agreed to eat dinner at the house that night 
since it would give me a chance to meet the other 3 
girls staying there. After sorting out my things I 
decided to take a brief tour of the campus. On my way 
out I looked through the back door and saw Ms. Carter 
lying nude again in the sun.  As I left the house and 
walked around, I couldn't help but wish that I looked 
as amazing as she did.  
 
 	


Getting back to the house with still a little 
time before supper, I called my mother and let her 
know I had arrived safely. At one point while talking, 
my mother had asked if I had experienced any 
"surprises" since getting settled in. I told her no; 
Ms. Carter had been sunbathing all afternoon (I left 
out the naked part). I asked why she had asked that 
question and she replied, "Just curious."  
 	
When I got off the phone and went downstairs, Ms. 
Carter was placing food on the table, she was dressed 
this time and I still thought she looked attractive. 
Also, my new roommates were present. I was introduced 
to Jana (a senior), Ashley (a junior), and Carol (a 
fellow freshman). We proceeded to eat and small talk. 
Standard "Where are you from?", "What's your Major?" 
stuff. 

I was stunned by the beauty of all the girls here and 
especially by Jana. Jana was a striking 5'-10" with an 
incredible figure. Her all American blonde hair and 
blue eyes added to the grace and poise that she 
carried herself with. Although she had a model's face 
and a showgirl's body, her charisma kept her from 
appearing snobbish. My first impression of her painted 
a picture of a stuck-up rich bitch debutant. She was 
anything but that. She fascinated me in almost every 
way.

Ashley on the other hand was a party girl type. She 
had long brown hair, nice body and wild green eyes. I 
could tell she was a monster flirt. She had brown hair 
like me but hers was a lot longer.

Finally, there was Carol. She was truly the definition 
of the blond girl next door. Her face was so cute I 
bet she could have won over any boy she wanted back 
home. From what I could tell from sitting at the 
table, her body was fairly amazing as well. However, 
she did seem a little shy and withdrawn.

Being a typical girl sizing up her competition, I 
compare my own features to theirs. I was 5'-7" and 
measured 34"-24"-32". I had receive a lot of attention 
back in high school with my looks but I also knew that 
there were plenty of women far more attractive than I. 
Maybe, I was being hard on myself but I felt I was out 
of my league here with these girls, including Ms. 
Carter.
 	
As we were finishing our meal, Ms. Carter said, 
"Now that we are all present, I would like to go over 
a few rules I have for our 2 new roomies. First I cook 
supper Monday through Thursday evenings. If your not 
going to be present, I need to know in advance. 
Second, absolutely no boys in the house without 
advanced notice. Third, I expect your rooms to cleaned 
and for you to clean up after yourself. Fourth, your 
parents have entrusted me with you while at this 
school and I shall go to great lengths to oversee your 
grades and your personal development into women."  
 	
After a moments pause she added, "There are a few 
other rules but we will discuss those later as they 
become relevant." I notice the two older girls give a 
quiet giggle at that comment and I wondered, "What 
other rules?"  
 	
We helped clean the table and then sat out back 
by the pool got to know each other a little. I really 
liked the other girls and felt good about being where 
I was.  
 
 
 	

The next morning I registered for my classes and 
took the time to find where my classes were located. 
Classes started in two days, so best to be prepared, I 
told myself.  I had signed up for the basic 
introduction level college classes and had to choose 
one elective class. I had chosen "Sexuality 101". At 
the sign-up area a representative informed me that 
"Sexuality 101" was not a biology or anatomy course, 
but rather a study on the sexual behaviors of humans. 

My mother had raised me in a very open environment. 
Being a single mother she dated often and I was often 
exposed to her flirtatious manor. I myself had lost my 
virginity just a year ago but was still very curious. 
Signing up for a sexuality course for my first 
semester would be my first steps into becoming an 
adult, I thought. 
 	
I ate lunch in the cafeteria then went back to 
the house. The afternoon was becoming a very hot 
August day so I put on my swimsuit and headed out back 
to the pool. The back yard was very large with not 
only a pool but a small pool house, bar-b-que pit, 
gazebo and other traditional Americana.  
 	
As I approached the pool I noticed someone lying 
back in a lounge chair. It was Ms. Carter. And she was 
again naked. She saw me and said, "Don't mind me. Just 
sun-worshiping." I shrugged and dove into the pool. As 
I relaxed in the cool water Ms. Carter asked, "So what 
classes did you end up with?"  
 	
"Basic stuff mostly." I said.  
 	
"What elective did you choose?"  
 	
Even though I wasn't shy I still felt slightly 
uncomfortable discussing sex. Perhaps that's why I 
felt the need to select that course in particular. 
"Sexuality 101" I said, reluctantly. Even from across 
the pool I could see a large smile come across her 
face.  
 	
Hmmm, I wonder what that meant? Trying to change 
subjects, I asked, "What are the other rules of the 
house that you hinted at last night?"  
 	
The smile never waned from her face, "None of 
them are relevant right now. I'll be sure to let Carol 
and you know soon enough." She obviously noticed the 
grimace in my face as she dodged the question, so she 
added, "Don't worry. Neither Jana nor Ashley has 
complaints about staying here. I don't believe you 
would find any complaints from any past tenants 
either. In fact, everyone would give glowing reviews 
on their stay here. All of my students have graduated 
with honors."  
 	
Ahh, I thought. So this must be a study thing. 
She probably enforces study time and overlooks 
homework assignments. Which was fine by me, I could 
certainly take advantage of better study habits. I 
barely even made the grade to get accepted to this 
school.  

I continued to lounge about in the pool. I caught 
myself frequently stealing glances at Ms. Carters 
naked, shining body. I began to admire not only her 
fantastic body but also her confidence and ability to 
be comfortable naked, even if it was only around me 
and perhaps the other girls.  
 	
Ms. Carter soon went back inside and I was later 
joined by the other three girls of the house. Seeing 
the others in their swimsuits, revealing their bodies 
made me self-conscience. All of these girls were 
absolutely gorgeous. As we wasted away the afternoon 
in the pool, my own self-imposed inadequacies gave way 
to enjoying their company.
	
As were going back inside, Ms. Carter surprised 
us by snapping a quick picture of us exiting the pool. 
She said she wanted to capture a moment of our first 
weekend as a new household. Days later, when I looked 
at the developed picture, I saw four incredibly hot 
girls that any man would drool for.  


 
 	
The weekend went by rather uneventfully. We four 
girls rode into town on Saturday afternoon to see a 
movie. On Sunday, I spent the day walking around the 
campus. I absolutely adored the southern beauty of 
this campus. It was secluded from the main city just 
enough to give it a rural feel.  
 	
Finally, Monday arrived: the first day of 
classes. My first two classes of the day were short as 
the instructors simply introduced themselves and gave 
us an outline of the course.  However, my third class 
turned into something totally unexpected.  
 	
It was my Sexuality 101 class. As I entered the 
room I was surprised to see Carol, my freshman 
roommate from Ms. Carter's house, sitting at a desk. I 
sat next to her and we talked about our first classes 
as other students were coming into the room. Then, 
after the classroom was filled, the instructor came 
in.  
 	
It was Ms. Carter! I had no idea that she was a 
professor here. She walked in wearing a dark sundress 
carrying a briefcase. She set the briefcase on her 
desk and before she had even scanned the room she 
pulled her sundress over her head. She was wearing no 
underwear and now stood before the class stark naked! 
A collective intake of breath was heard throughout the 
room. Some of the girls had covered their mouths in 
astonishment and most of the guys were suddenly 
shifting in their seats.  
 	
"Good morning class." Ms. Carter said. "I will be 
your instructor for this class. I am Helen Carter and 
this is 'Sexuality 101' ". She walked to the front of 
her desk, her full body on display and showing no 
signs of awkwardness or embarrassment.  
 	
"I am sure some of you will decide this course is 
not for you. In this course everyone will be graded on 
active participation as well as other factors. 
Everyone will be required to participate in very frank 
discussions and activities concerning the sexual 
habits of adults. All I ask is that if you decide that 
this course is not for you that you drop the course 
immediately. Do not even bother to show up for 
Wednesdays class."  
 	
She scanned the room as she spoke. At one point 
she caught my eyes and I believe I saw a twinge of 
smile on the corners of her mouth. Does Mom know about 
this, I wondered. Then a worse thought entered my 
mind, what does it mean if Mom does know about this?  
 	
Ms. Carter continued, "If anyone is uncomfortable 
as of this moment they may leave now." She paused for 
a minute. One girl from the back of the class left the 
room. "One other point to consider, if anyone has a 
boyfriend or girlfriend that is of a jealous nature, 
you might consider changing classes. You will be 
required to interact in a variety of situations that 
your mate may not approve of."  
 	
"I don't think we will get in depth with any 
activities today. I will give everyone a chance to 
decide whether to continue with the class first. I 
sincerely hope to see all of you Wednesday," She 
finished.  Then she walked back around her desk, 
grabbed her dress and slipped it back on. She walked 
out of the classroom, leaving us to ourselves.  
 	
Immediately, everyone started to speak. The room 
erupted into voices as everyone discussed what had 
just happened and if they were going to come back or 
not. Carol and I looked at each other in awe. What had 
we gotten ourselves into?  
 	
It was lunchtime so we decided to go to the 
cafeteria together and talk about this further. We 
debated about what kind of "activities" and 
"interaction" she could be talking about. Surely, she 
wouldn't make us go all the way as part of a class 
project. Was that even legal? The only thing we knew 
for sure was that we now had a much better idea of 
what to expect with these other "rules" of the house 
Ms. Carter had hinted at.  
 	
Carol seemed extremely worried about the class, 
she revealed. She seemed much more modest and shy than 
many other girls I knew. I was by no means a show off. 
I could hardly imagine myself going around naked in 
public like Ms. Carter did, but I also wasn't afraid 
to wear a small bikini or strut a little from time to 
time. I got a fair amount of attention in high school 
and figured I was at least above average in looks. But 
Carol, although very pretty by my standards, was 
actually very torn with the idea of returning to that 
class or not.  
 	
She and I hadn't had but a couple of days to 
bond, but since we were both freshmen in the same 
house I convinced her that this would be our own 
statement of independence. I explained that this could 
not only be a way for us to discover ourselves but we 
could also help each other through the sexuality class 
as well as school in general. She seemed calmed by 
that and we left the dining hall and went back to the 
house.  
 	
I don't know which came as more of shock to me 
that day, Ms. Carter undressing in class or what 
happened once Carol and I got home.




We walked in and found Ms. Carter sitting in the 
living room with Ashley and Jana. They all were elated 
to see us, as if they had been waiting on us. 
 	
"Can we start now?" Ashley asked Ms. Carter.  
 	
Start what? I questioned myself.  
 	
"I don't see why not." Ms. Carter replied. "Come 
sit with us girls," she motioned to us.  

Carol and I looked at each other and sat on the sofa 
opposite the girls. Ms. Carter said, "You have no idea 
how great it is that the two of you are both in my 
class. The other two girls are ecstatic that they 
don't have wait for your induction."  
 	
"What induction?" I blurted out.  
 	
"When I have girls here that don't end up with my 
class," Ms. Carter started, "we have to bring them 
into the ways of the house slowly as to not scare them 
off. But in my sexuality class, the entire course is 
very fast pace and designed to keep everyone off 
guard. Since you will be experiencing some of my 
methods in class very soon, I have no problem 
extending some of the methods to my home now. It will 
give you an edge over your classmates."  
 	
I asked, "Methods?"  
 	
Ms. Carter smiled, "I teach three classes here at 
the University. Sexuality 101, which the two of you 
are in. Sexuality 201, which these two here have 
passed." She motioned to Jana and Ashley. "And 
sexuality 301 which Ashley has just started and dear 
Jana completed last year. For special students who 
have completed all 3 courses in their first three 
years I select some to assist in instructing the other 
classes as I see fit. Jana here is just such a 
student."  
 	
She continued, "As you will soon see this is not 
an average, ordinary University. There are remarkable 
differences from other institutes. But you will 
discover those on your own. But for the here and now I 
will delve into another rule for the house. No 
clothing allowed. Upon entering this house each of you 
must take off every stitch of clothes you wear. At no 
point, unless special permission is granted by me, may 
any one of you wear a single article of clothing 
anywhere inside the house or in the back yard."  
 	
Both Carol and I were shocked. We had to go 
naked? What has Mom gotten me into? I noticed the 
other two girls were grinning. Ms. Carter turned to 
them and said, "My special permission extending to you 
two is now revoked." Jana and Ashley immediately stood 
and began to take off their clothes.  
 	
Ms. Carter looked at Carol and I, "You may not 
understand it just yet, but this will build your self 
confidence and expand your horizons. Now, take off 
those clothes." She grinned at us.  
 	
As Carol and I slowly stood I saw that even Ms. 
Carter was undressing. Soon she was with the two older 
girls naked and waiting on us. Carol had a tear in her 
eye as she removed her pants and started to take down 
her panties.  
 	
I finished taking off the last of my clothes. 
Carol was obviously very upset. I was still trying to 
get a handle on the situation myself to be of much 
help to her. 
	
As we waited on Carol to finish, I glanced at the 
other girls. I had seen them in swimsuits before but 
now there was nothing left to the imagination. As I 
studied the other girl's bodies they studied mine. For 
some reason, I was feeling adventurous that day and 
did not protest any. I thought the reason might be 
because of the way I admired Ms. Carter for openly 
sunbathing naked.

When I refocus my thoughts to moment, I found that I 
was in even more awe of Jana. Her since of fashion had 
always added to her poise, but now, standing naked, I 
found she still held the same charm. I also noted that 
both Jana and Ashley had complete shaven their pubic 
hair. 

Carol finally joined us in the buff and covered her 
breasts with her arms.
Ms. Carter turned to Jana and said, "Carol is 
obviously having difficulty with this. Why don't you 
take her up to your room and talk to her for a bit."  
 	
"Sure thing," Jana replied.  
 	
As Jana led Carol up the stairs, Ashley turned to 
me, "It is so great to finally be out of those things. 
I've been dying the past few days here with you guys 
around."  
 	
"What's so great about being naked?" I asked her.  
 	
"It's more than just being naked." Ashley 
answered. "It's a frame of mind. An attitude. It is 
the start of working out all of your hang-ups and 
fears."  
 	
Ms. Carter jumped in, "Trust me, it wont take 
long to get used to it. I've never had any of my 
guests not like it." She paused. "I'll leave you two 
to yourselves while I start preparing for supper."  
 	
"I'm going for a swim. Care to join me?" Ashley 
asked.  
 	
"Um, sure." I said, my mind racing. I followed 
her out to the pool.




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