Blair's Freshman Year
By Volante


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Chapter 8



By late afternoon on Monday, everyone had returned to 
the house. We all played around in the pool for a 
couple of hours until Ms. Carter came out and 
announced that supper were ready. While we ate, I 
noticed that Ms. Carter seemed more cheerful than 
usual. I tried to prod her on what was elevating her 
spirits but she answered all of the questions with a 
vague response and quickly changed subjects.

The rest of the evening passed uneventfully and the 
next day brought us all back to reality as college 
life resumed. On Wednesday morning, I found myself 
looking forward to Ms. Carter's class. I was anxious 
to not only turn in my project but I also wanted to 
hear about what the other students had done.

When I arrived, I was surprised to find James and Erin 
already in the classroom naked. That marked the first 
time that I wasn't the first one of the group nude. 
Over the next several minutes all of my other 
classmates had arrived and took their clothes off. 
Almost everyone who came in commented on my shaved 
pubic area. Having everyone so blatantly eyeballing my 
crotch was starting to get me worked up.

Ms. Carter soon entered and as she stripped I could 
tell she was still glowing about something. "Good 
morning class," she said exuberantly. "I am sure that 
everyone is ready to talk about their experiments over 
the weekend so we will get right to it. Does anyone 
care to start?"

When no one volunteered right away, Ms. Carter said, 
"This is what I found ironical. Everyone here is 
naked, exposing their entire body for all to see and 
no one wants to read their report out loud. Very well, 
I can pick who starts. Kim, why don't you go first?"

Kim stood and began to tell of how she had wore a 
short skirt with no panties yeaterday. As she spent 
the day around campus, she had made a point of having 
to bend over frequently and gave anyone behind her a 
grand view. She commented that it had been a thrill to 
act so wanton and at that the day passed without 
incident.

In turn Ms. Carter called on each student to relate 
the experience of his or her project. Aaron and Daniel 
and teamed up for their report and both went skinny 
dipping in the school pool much to the chagrin of 
several female swimmers. Scott told of how he had 
arranged for his roommate's girlfriend and several of 
her friends to watch him masturbate. Steve had 
secretly watched his roommate and girlfriend have sex. 
Surprising me, Carol had gone into an adult bookstore 
and related how all of the men in the store kept 
eyeing her the whole time she was there.

I was surprised to find that so many of classmates had 
actually had put on a show of sex acts as a part of 
their project. Will and his girlfriend had sex in 
front of an open hotel window. Julie and Missy had a 
lesbian encounter with each other in the dorm shower 
as other dorm mates came and went. James and Erin had 
teamed up as well and had sex together at a weekend 
party while conveniently forgetting to close the 
bedroom door; which naturally attracted scores of 
onlookers.

For some reason, I was called upon last. After the 
explicitness of the last several reports, it felt 
anti-climatic for me to finish with my story of 
driving home naked and how nervous I had gotten along 
the way.

"Very good class," Ms. Carter said as she collected 
everyone's written report. "Even though we have very 
different experiments from each of you, I think we can 
find some elements that everyone had in common. The 
first thing that we can examine could be the location 
of where everyone choose to do their project."

She paused for a minute to allow us to speculate on 
our own. She continued, "For example, Aaron and Daniel 
found that the girls in the pool were turned off by 
their nudity but yet Scott's not only got naked in his 
room but played with himself in front of girls who had 
fun with it. Kim wore no panties around campus giving 
out peep shows without incident, yet Blair felt an 
element of fear while driving naked. Why are there 
such differences in one location versus another?"

Scott raised his hand and was called on. "It could 
be," he offered, "that in the pool, the girls were 
there to have a good time and didn't like being put in 
a sexual situation, but the girls at my place knew 
what they were going to encounter before it started."

"Good point, Scott," Ms. Carter replied. "Nudity and 
sexuality in our society has everything to do with 
timing. A girl who is out flirting and showing off may 
relish attention, but yet when she is relaxing or not 
seeking adoration she may resent it."

Kim broke in, "But what about the different reactions 
from guys and girls. That seems to be a common 
thread."

"Yes it is, Kim. That was going to be my next topic." 
Ms. Carter turned to Erin, "Did the women treat you 
diffently then the men did after watching you and 
James at the party? If so, why do think you had such a 
different reaction from the two sexes?"

After taking a second to compose her thoughts, Erin 
said, "Girls see another girl, especially a sexy or 
sexual girl, as a threat. The girls at the party saw 
me exhibiting behavior, which is known to draw the 
attention of other guys, and they were jealous. 
Whereas the guys just saw the show as a treat."

"Very good, this group is progressing very well!" Ms. 
Carter beamed. "Before class is over for the day, I 
need to make an announcement. I am calling all of my 
sexuality classes together for special meeting 
tonight. I know it's short notice, but if you 
absolutely cannot attend see me after class. Otherwise 
I expect to see you all here at 8 pm."

After she let us out early, I couldn't help but wonder 
if the special meeting of all of her classes had 
anything to do with her recent good mood. At lunch, I 
asked Carol if she knew anything about what was going 
on.

"Not a clue," she replied. "But I have noticed as well 
that Ms. Carter has been very chipper lately."

I shrugged it off for the moment. "So you went to an 
adult bookstore, eh? Did you buy anything?" I asked.

Carol seemed caught off guard by the question. "Yeah, 
I picked up a couple of magazines and a toy."

"Oooh," I exclaimed. "A toy. Did it come with 
batteries or did you have buy those separate?"

Her embarrassment gave in a little and she started to 
giggle with me. "Well, let me just say that after the 
weekend, I went out and bought a case of D batteries." 
Soon we were both cackling and making sex toy jokes. I 
was happy to see Carol slowly coming out of her shell.

After lunch, I went back to the house and discovered a 
note from Ms. Carter saying that she would not be 
around to fix supper that night due to the meeting. 
Ashley and Jana were nowhere to be found, so I left 
for library for some study time.




Later that evening, I left the library with enough 
time to grab a quick meal at the school cafeteria. I 
had just sat down when Scott approached my table with 
his own tray of food.

"Mind if I join you?" he asked.

"I'd love the company," I replied honestly.

"Any idea what the meeting is about?" He queried as he 
took a seat.

"None. But I have noticed that Ms. Carter has been 
cheerful lately, so it must be something good."

He shrugged. "I hope so. I'd hate to see that woman 
angry." We both chuckled at that comment.

"Tell me," I said, changing topics, "just how did you 
talk your roommate into letting his girlfriend watch 
you play with yourself."

Scott's face turned red. I hadn't meant to embarrass a 
second table guest today at mealtime.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to put you on the spot. It's 
just that."

"No, it's okay," he said quickly. "We do spend three 
hours a week looking at each other naked, so I suppose 
that question should be fair game. After all it was 
you who gave me one of the only two hand jobs I've 
ever recived."

Now, it was my turn to blush. "Me?" I thought back to 
class the day that Ms. Carter had jerked-off each boy 
in the class. Then a few days later, I had given Scott 
a hand job under our teachers supervision. "You mean 
you've only had your penis touched by me and Ms. 
Carter?" 

He nodded. "The first ones to touch me in any way 
sexual, in fact."

I pulled my shoulders back with pride. "What an honor 
I hold. The hand jobs by which all other hand jobs 
will be judged." We both started laughing again.

"Actually, I don't think I'd have any trouble telling 
you how my report came about, Blair," he said as his 
voice relaxed. "You see, my roommate accidentally 
caught me in the act of masturbating three separate 
times during the first week of classes. He rips on me 
all the time about it, as well as the fact that I 
don't have a girlfriend. One night last week, I went 
out to eat with him and his girl. She started asking 
me about the sexuality class I was taking, so I told 
them about the class project and that I need to do 
something sexual. At that point, I still didn't know 
what I was going to do and was hoping for ideas."

"So my roommate puts me on the spot," Scott continued. 
"Right there, in front of his girlfriend he says that 
I should incorporate playing with myself. To stave off 
being embarrassed, I decided to roll with it and act 
casual about it. I told him that masturbating for 
masturbating sake would probably not be good enough. 
For a decent grade I would have to masturbate in front 
of an audience or something. My jaw hit the floor when 
his girlfriend volunteered. At first I thought she was 
joking, but her face was dead serious. I don't know 
which caught me off guard more, her offering or him 
not seeming to care. From there everything snowballed 
downhill and she called several of her friends and 
made arrangements to meet at the dorm later. Before 
the evening was over, I was naked in front of five 
girls while they watched me."

"Wow," I said in earnest. "Did they belittle you at 
all? It sounds degrading."

"I'm not entirely sure, but I don't think it was. They 
cheered me on. I mean, yes, they used me as 
entertainment, but so what. They never insulted me or 
made fun of anything I was doing. It was as if they 
were at a strip show acting wild and loose."

"As long as you were comfortable with it," I replied.

"Strangely enough, I was."

"That's something that I don't know if." I cut my self 
short.

"What?" Scott asked.

"I was about to say that I was unsure if I could 
masturbate in front of a group of people but I've done 
so much already recently that I thought I could never 
do. I guess anything is possible if the situation is 
right."

Scott gave me a wicked grin, "So what would be the 
right situation for us to go out sometime and see a 
movie or do dinner?"

Oh, my. This was a pleasant surprise. "Why, Scott! Are 
you hitting on me?" I flirted.

"I don't know," he said innocently. "I've never asked 
a girl out before."

I suppressed a small laugh. Scott was attractive and 
cute but he was obviously shy and inexperienced. I 
play acted for a brief moment as if pondering his 
question. I let him off the hook by saying, "What 
would it take to go on a date with Scott? Hmm. Well, 
he'd probably just have to ask me?"

His throat visible gulped. "Blair, would you like do 
something together Friday night?"

"Of, course. I'd love to, Scott." I could tell I made 
his day by accepting.





We decided that on Friday we would take a walk around 
the campus at dusk and later get a snack at the 
University coffe shop. After we finished eating, we 
left the cafeteria to make our way to the meeting. We 
arrived five minutes early and were surprised to find 
the classroom filled with about 100 naked people. 
Scanning the room I saw Jana, Ashley and a handful of 
my classmates. 

"I guess her meetings aren't much different than her 
classes," Scott said as he began to take his clothes 
off. 

I joined him disrobing. "I had no idea, she had this 
many students." Another boundary, I thought to myself. 
Now I was going to be nude in front of more people 
than ever before.

Once we finished stripping we stashed our clothes on 
the back shelves and joined the crowd. The classroom 
was large enough to normally hold about 50 - 60 
students with desks, but only chairs were present at 
the time, which allowed room for everyone. Scott and I 
took a seat next to fellow classmates Julie and Missy.

Evidently, Scott and I were the last to arrive because 
no one else showed up before Ms. Carter came in. 
Unlike normal class, she entered already being nude. 
That meant she had to have undressed in the hallway.

"Good evening, everyone. I have an important guest who 
will be joining us shortly to make tonight's 
announcement. So before he arrives, let me get the 
names of everyone in attendance." Ms. Carter removed 
several sheets of paper and some pens and began to 
hand them out. "If everyone would write down their 
name and pass the sheet on, please."

The papers quickly circulated the room. As Ms. Carter 
was gathering the sheets, a very handsome man, perhaps 
in his early fifties, entered the room cautiously. He 
was already naked as well and at first I wondered if 
he was an elderly student who was showing up late. His 
body was distinguished and remarkable, especially for 
his age. Returning to the front of the room, Ms. 
Carter said, "Class I would like to introduce the Dean 
of our University, Mr. John Whitmire."

There was a very soft and brief round of applause. 
"Thank you," he said, moving to the head of the 
classroom.

"The Dean has very important announcement to make 
tonight, so if you will give him your complete 
attention, please." Ms. Carter said as she stepped off 
to the side of the room.

"Students, I don't need to tell you that we live in 
rapidly changing times," he began. "The evolution in 
our society in regards to human sexuality has advance 
more in the past 50 years than in past 500. In the 
past few decades we have seen societies standards 
change dramatically on certain issues. Today, nudity 
and sexuality is almost commonplace. We see it on 
prime time TV shows, commercials, billboards, and 
magazines. It's almost as if porn isn't even porn 
anymore.

"With these thoughts in mind, I would to tell you 
about something that many of you may not be aware of. 
Last spring, our state government repealed all 
indecent exposure laws. It was not a secret exactly, 
but it never was openly discussed in public forums. 
For those who wish to explore the reasons why and how 
this was accomplished, I suggest that you speak to 
your history and politics professor, Mr. Harrison."

He paused for a moment. "Let me explain to you how 
things now work in respect to indecent exposure since 
the legislation passed.. Currently, each private piece 
of property, business or institution has the right to 
decide for itself it's own policy regarding nudity but 
all public property is zoned as clothing optional. For 
example, you could walk down the street without any 
clothes on but could have to get dressed to enter a 
particular store or restaurant. With these new laws in 
effect, the school board has been debating what the 
University's policy should be. After several weeks of 
debate we reached a verdict late last week. The 
University will now be a clothing optional academy of 
higher learning."

I listened closely for gasps or any signs of shock 
from the students but heard no reaction of any kind. 
"After lengthy discussions with your professor, Ms. 
Carter," the Dean continued, "we have decided to 
implement this policy effective this Friday, 
immediately following a mandatory school assembly. I 
am sure that this new era will be met by some with 
acceptance, some with reluctance, and some with 
enthusiasm. I am here tonight to ask for your help in 
the transition. If nobody were willing to be nude on 
campus, then it would seem odd if just one or two 
decided to participate. But if we could open the minds 
of the student body with strong examples, such as 
yourselves, we could get going on the right foot and 
encourage others. Students of Ms. Carter's classes are 
amongst the highest GPA's in the school and I do not 
believe that to be a coincidence. With your leadership 
on this issue we could perhaps reach out to the 
remainder of our students."

Dean Whitmire then walked over to Ms. Carter and spoke 
briefly with her before leaving the room. Our teacher 
then took his place up front, "At Friday's assembly, 
the rest of the University will be made aware of the 
new policy. Following that assembly, I would 
personally like to ask each one of you to disrobe and 
remain naked for at least one week. This is not a 
requirement, just a request. But since you are all 
part of my classes I have high expectations. Are there 
any questions?"

A female voice from the other side of the room asked, 
"What about security and harassment? Will jocks and 
dumbasses be able to control themselves around naked 
women?"

"That is a good question," Ms. Carter replied. "On 
Friday the student body will be informed of increased 
security as well as a more detailed policy regarding 
harassment."

Another question from the group, "Do you think there 
will be much of a turn-out of naked students even if 
we start the ball rolling?"

"We will find out next week. But the more people that 
are doing it, the more comfortable they will become."

Several other questions followed before Ms. Carter 
dismissed the group. Scott and I fought the horde of 
everyone reclaiming their clothes and we eventually 
got dressed and walked outside.

"So what do think about all of that?" He asked me once 
we were clear of the other students.

"It's alot to take in all at once," I said feeling 
overwhelmed.

"Are you going to do it?" He pressed.

"My first reaction is no. But like I said earlier, 
I've been doing all kinds of new things lately."

"I will if you will," Scott offered.

"Deal!" I said quickly without thinking about it. 
"This way, when you come pick me up Friday night for 
our date, I'll know if you're happy to see me."