Having graduated from the college, we had finally lost access to our original Behind The Bike Sheds location. Though we had, in the past, had a couple of shows in different locations over the summer vacation when we no longer had easy access to the college, we now had to find some more permanent options for places to put on a show.
It didn't help, though it was a rather enviable situation, that there were an ever increasing number of showgirls joining the list to put on a show for us. We were keen not to miss a single one and so one evening we all set out for a walk around the local area to see if we could find some secluded locations whuch we could use for future shows.
The first place we found was just at the back of our previous college venue and even backed on to one of the fences. It was a suitably secluded area, but was not that easy to access, requiring climbing around some fencing and although the boys could easily do this, we weren't so sure that many of our showgirls would feel the same way.
Having decided to give the location a try, the next showgirl on our list was Gia. Donna's description of her was that she, 'had a mind of her own'. What it turned out to mean was that she was verging on being insane.
We made our way to the new location. As we climbed through the fence we tried to leave a gap so that Gia would be able to make her way through more easily. We took the opportunity to look around a little more and it was more secluded than we had originally thought. If it wasn't for the rather difficult access arrangements, then it might be an ideal place for a new stage area. We obviously weren't the only ones using the area though, as someone had left a stuffed crow on a pole, together with fake bird seed, lying around. Maybe it was to try and scare off other birds. We never found out what the reason was.
Around 10 minutes later, we heard some rattling at the fence and looked over to see Gia, in a green dress and green high heel shoes pushing her way through the gap we had managed to leave. She was carrying a large green bag.
Getting ready for the show
"Hello!" Gia began. "Just let me get myself ready. You can all stand over there." She pointed to an area about 10 feet from where she was standing and as we all moved to where she had indicated, she took a large Inca style blanket out of her bag and carefully laid it on the ground. She checked her hair and then begain to sit down on the blanket.
Sitting down on the blanket
She made quite a fuss about sitting down on the blanket, checking that the corners were square and that it was carefully folded and on a clear piece of ground without any tufts of grass. Eventually she was satisfied that everything was in place and lowered her butt fully onto the ground.
Fussing about her sitting position
"This isn't very comfortable, you know," she complained. Meanwhile she wriggled around on the blanket seemingly trying to find a less uncomfortable position. She tried this way, and that. Hands by her sides or hands behind her. She swung this way and that and on one occasion as she did so I thought that I caught a glimpse of her pussy up her dress but I couldn't be sure.
Still not comfortable
The wrigging and position changing continued for quite some time. I did wonder why she didn't just stand up, but it wasn't our role to intervene, just to watch and that is what we did. I became increasingly convinced that she didn't have any panties on, and that as she swapped from sitting one way to the other, I was getting a little flash of her pussy. My brain told my cock what was going on which responded by asking my brain to look even more closely.
Showing us her 'tush'
"I read your guidelines and it says I have to show you my tush, so here you go." With that she wriggled around again so that her ass was facing us and lifted up the hem of her dress. I was right about the lack of panties as her tanlined ass made itself visible and pointing right at us. Her pussy was also visible between her legs which appeared slightly hairy, though exactly how much was not yet clear. She continued to writhe about on the ground and then decided it was time to try and take her dress off altogether.
She starts to take her dress off
While continuing to fuss around with the blanket, making sure it was neat and square, she unhooked the straps of her dress from her shoulders and lowered it around her waist. With her ass still facing us, this gave us a view of her back, but not, yet, of her boobs. What with all the constant movement, I hadn't really stopped to give a thought to how big her boobs must be, but now with them hidden just out of sight, I began to hypothesise about how big and pert they might be. My brain very much liked this type of scenario setting and my cock responded with a jerk into a harder state.
Dress is nearly off
Gia continued to take her dress off whilst keeping her ass pointing in our direction. Though it still didn't give a close view of her tits, I could see slightly more and noted that what appeared to be a delightful droplet, about the size of a small grapefruit was hanging down in front of Gia's chest.
Still struggling with the dress
I really couldn't understand why she was so intent on remaining on the ground on her blanket as she seemed to be strugging to take off her dress whilst maintaining decorum. She seemed to be having fun though and smiled and giggled as she slowly rocked this way and that, trying to undress without showing us too much of her naked body.
Nearly there
Her writhing and rolling continued. As you can only see the pictures and not witness what was taking place, you need to understand that from first showing us her ass, to her having her dress almost around her ankles must have taken nearly 5 minutes. She would lean forwards with her chest to the ground and then reach down behind her and lower her dress a little further. Then she would shake her tush and legs to see if the dress would come off, but it didn't seem to want to move. Throughout all this, the only part of her nakedness we got to see was her ass, though we also got an occasional glimpse of her tits. I wondered what she would finally do when she had taken her dress off.
A change of tack
Eventually Gia seemed to decide that no amount of rolling around on her stomach was going to release her from her dress and so she rolled over onto her ass, brought her knees close to her chest and leaned forward to pull her dress over her green high heel shoes. In this position, small tufts of pussy hair were revealed between her legs and though still slightly obscured, here tits became visible. I couldn't work out how old Gia could be. On the one hand she appeared youthful, on the other she seemed to highly focussed as if she had lost some of the carefree attitude that lack of experience brings. I also couldn't help wondering why she had put herself forward to put on a show for us. She seemed intent on trying to keep herself a little covered up as she undressed, but at the same time seemed almost fidgety about taking off her clothes. Was she being shy, or was she just a little bit crazy?
Finally naked
Finally she managed to take her dress off, and moved herself into a crouching position with her ass pointing right at us.
"So, my tush is finally all yours to see. Do you like it?" she questioned. I had to admit that I did like the look of her tush, as she called it.
"It looks very similar to the one you showed us earlier!" Mike was being very cheeky but Gia seemed to warm to this.
A different angle
"Then maybe you need to look from a different angle," she responded. With that she turned slightly to one side, keeping her legs apart and still squatting on all fours on her towel. I could now just make out the shape of her tits, or one of them at least, as it hung down from her chest. She was not as well-endowed in the chest as some of our previous showgirls, that was for certain. Even the previously arrived at measurement of 'a healthy handful' didn't really apply to Gia whose breasts were more of a petite plum in size.
I don't know whether Gia thought that, for some reason, she had to remain on her towel on the floor. Certainly the guidelines that were shared with our showgirls didn't state anything of that nature. But Gia remained resoloutely on the floor. Now she rolled over rather awkwardly until she was lying down, facing us.
Finally facing the crowd
With her front firmly towards us for the first time, I could see that my estimation of the size of her breasts wasn't wrong, petite almost did them an injustice for making them sound larger than they were. Gia wasn't flat-chested but I had to agree that she was very well formed. My cock began to agree with my brain as I looked over her body and noticed the whisp of hair nestling between her legs. As thin as she might be, her wrigging and writhing and odd insistance on staying on the floor had begun to ignite my interest and my cock spasmed in agreement.
"I guess you would like to see my bush too?"
"I guess you would like to see my bush as well as my tush, too?" Gia asked. Before of us had time to think of a response, let alone utter one, she had rolled over with her legs towards us (still on the towel of course) and resting on her right side, began to raise her left leg into the air. One thing which I still remember very clearly about Gia was that although she took off her dress and stripped naked, she kept her unusual, in an odd way, pair of green high heel shoes on. I couldn't help but think that her difficulty in getting off her dress might have been eased if she had taken them off.
With her leg partially raised in the air, I could now see the full slit of her pussy. I have to say that to me it was virtually perfect. Just a tightly closed slit with a few tufts of pussy hair to point you in the right direction. My cock agreed with me and strained at my trousers.
Leg raised in the air
My daydreaming about her perfect pussy was interrupted somewhat as she raised her leg high into the air. The sun was getting in her eyes and she squinted a little as she lay there with her bush in clear view. It opened up a little revealing her inner beaver lips which spoilt my view a little, but her no holes barred approach to putting on a show for us was as welcome as it was unexpected. With her legs wide apart, your eyes couldn't help but be drawn to her perfectly positioned pussy. Nevertheless, my vista was wide enough to take in her tiny titties too. It was one of the first time I could imagine myself approaching her and touching her naked body and the thought of this filled my cock to full capacity.
"The show is over."
After opening her legs towards us for just long enough for Conan to take a few pictures, Gia stood up.
"The show is over," she said with a hint of a smirk in her voice. As with many of the showgirls who had gone before her, I couldn't help but wonder what Gia's motivation for coming here was. In this case she hadn't asked any of us to get undressed and other than glancing at the bulges in our trousers hadn't really asked us if we were aroused at her show. She had, it was fair to say, smiled all the way through and I decided that the reason for her putting the show on was to prove to herself that she could go through with it. Perhaps she had gotten a thrill from undressing in front of us that didn't require any physical acknowledgement on our part. Perhaps she had dared herself to go ahead with it and was pleased that her nerves hadn't quit on her. Either way, it had been a very entertaining show, and as she bent down to pick her dress up to put back on we spontaneously burst into applause. Gia seemed to very much appreciate this and I could almost sense a hint of a blush in her cheeks as she eventually walked back towards the fencing and made her way home.
