Ruth and Ryan 4

Stripped For Florida: Ruth and Ryan 4

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RUTH AND RYAN: PART FOUR

by Willie B Florida, all rights reserved
comments welcome to williebflorida@gmail.com

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Ruth looked gorgeous, coming across the showroom, her body hairless and a glint of gold shining out from between her legs.

"Ruth, the manager says they're opening a new store in Lake City. He's offering us $10.00 apiece for every one who gets stripped during the grand opening. We'd have to stand outside and give out fliers. Want to do it with me?"

Ruth surprised him by answering "Yes" without hesitation. Maybe that counselor was right -- Ruth's shyness seemed to be lessening with each step along the path to full nakedness.

A moment later Ryan was more than surprised when Ruth leaned in and gave him a luscious kiss right on the mouth in front of the two store employees.

Ruth and Ryan provided the manager with their names and phone numbers and took his business card. He assured them he'd be in touch as soon as the grand opening date was set for the Lake City location. All four exchanged good-byes and Ruth and Ryan walked out into the mall. They felt so different, so much more completely naked, that they each expected to attract attention as they stepped onto the cool white tiling of the mall concourse. But, of course, every other stripped boy and girl in the mall that day was already completely smooth, and a good number of the girls had clit rings. Now that they knew about this little item of jewelry Ruth and Ryan were both quick to notice what had heretofore passed invisible to them.

"There sure are a lot of girls with the rings," observed Ruth.

"How does it feel?" asked Ryan, curious, but also wanting to divert attention away from the fact that he, too, had been examining other girl's crotches.

"I like it," stated Ruth, holding her legs tightly together and wiggling her hips.

They came around a corner and saw a digital clock on the wall.

"Oh, shit, it's 5:00. We were supposed to meet my dad at the south entrance at right now." Ryan took Ruth's hand and they trotted through the crowds to get around to the other side of the mall. Slightly out of breath they reached the display map and looked around. There was no sign of Ryan's dad. "I hope he isn't mad. He's probably looking for us over there in the food court or something." They wandered around the tables looking for his dad, but to no avail. "I guess we'll just have to wait for him."

They dallied by the map until it became boring standing right inside the entrance to the mall. They found a small table at the edge of the food court with a clear view of the entrance doors.

"Want me to get you something to eat, Ruth? It's getting late, you must be starving. I know I am."

"Um, sure!" The two walked over to the nearest counter, not wanting to be out of sight of the entrance. They ordered two burritos and a large smoothie to share. On the way back to their table Ruth glanced down at a boy and girl sitting at a nearby table. The girl had a firm grip not he boy's erection and was slowly pumping him up and down. Ruth looked at the girl and smiled, and got a grin back in return.

Ruth and Ryan wolfed down their food, hungrier than they had realized. They took turns sipping on the smoothie, their chairs pulled up right next to each other and their bodies in skin to skin contact as they enjoyed the drink. Ryan leaned back in his chair and spread his legs. Stretching his arms up behind him he took a deep breath. The world was feeling good at that moment. A second later the world was feeling even better. Ruth's hand stroked him down, from tip to base, pulled back up sharply and slid down again more firmly. Ryan kept his hands folded behind his head as he leaned back and enjoyed the sensations. He didn't even want to open his eyes and look around in case they were making a spectacle of themselves. Shit, would they get arrested? Being naked in public was odd enough -- but it had been forced on him. Until today, he hadn't really completely believed that getting stripped was a normal thing. It had felt like some odd aberration that had been dreamed up just for Ruth and himself. Having seen hundreds of naked kids, tweens and teens in one place in the course of just one day, he had to admit that the naked thing was much more normal than he had realized. But, this was a totally different thing. Having sex in public!

He opened his eyes, leaned forward and put his hands out to stop Ruth's wonderful attentions. "Ruth!" he exclaimed. "We can't do this. We'll get arrested!!!"

"It's okay Ryan, just enjoy."

"But, Ruth, this is like having -- I mean, we're having sex in public!"

"That boy and girl over there," Ruth gestured with her chin, "she's jacking him off right now! I saw it when we were carrying our food over."

"That doesn't make it legal."

"You won't believe what is legal. I got up the nerve to ask Cinnie -- that was the woman who pierced me," Ruth idly fingered the gold ball positioned at her clitoris.

Ryan's gaze followed her finger. "Um, Ruth, can I ask a question?"

"Sure."

"Exactly what is that ring attached to? I mean, what did she pierce?"

"It's called a clit ring. See right here where my finger is? If I jiggle that around my clitoris sort of pops up. Like your penis gets hard, except you're always hard," Ruth giggled. "It feels really good if you touch me there." Ruth guided Ryan's reluctant hand toward her genitals and held his index finger up against her clit. Ryan was eager enough, but holding back because he was still nervous about doing this in public. If only he and Ruth could be somewhere alone! "The ring is pierced through a little flap of skin that goes right over my clitoris like a little hat. It would be like if you got a ring pierced through the skin at the tip of your penis." She pulled lightly on Ryan's foreskin by way of clarification. "Doesn't hurt at all."

"Why'd you jump when she did it?"

"Nerves, I guess. I was scared it would hurt like hell!"

"Shit! I hope you like it."

"It's the best present ever. I can't believe you thought of it!!! I didn't even know such a thing existed. And getting all the hair removed. I feel all silky. So do you!!!" Ruth went back to masturbating Ryan, who held his hand over hers.

"Wait. You said you asked her something about . . . "

"Okay, it's all perfectly okay. But I'll explain it. Or, at least as much as I understand. She said that when we got stripped we should have been given a booklet from the State explaining everything. The only thing she can figure is because we're in Lake City, and our parents took care of it without taking us to a Stripped For Florida office, somehow we didn't get all the info."

"There's a book?"

"Booklet, she said. Anyway, here's what I got. Because you and I are both stripped, we can do anything we like together, anywhere, public or private, as long as we both want to do it. No forcing allowed, but otherwise it's okay. 'You can fuck in the middle of the food court, if it turns you on, it's perfectly legal.' Those were her exact words."

"You're shitting me? We can . . . "

"Here, school, home, anywhere. We can touch, kiss, suck, fuck . . . "

"Ruth!" Ryan was a little surprised that the usually shy and circumspect Ruth was spewing out all these words.

"I'm just saying. Anyway, there's more, but it gets a little weird. If you're with someone else who's stripped, you can do whatever you want as long as you both agree. For everyone else in the world, they can't do anything with you unless you agree -- otherwise it's rape. And if that other person isn't stripped they can't do things with you that involve a penis inside you -- mouth, butt, vagina, I guess inside your nose?" Ruth giggled. Ryan adjusted himself in his chair. "But here's the weird part, our parents can do whatever they want with us. Or give permission for someone else to do it with us. It's the same as if we agreed ourselves."

"What do you mean?"

"Cinnie said our parents had the right to strip us -- okay, they did that for sure. They could get our bodies tattooed, pierced, lasered, or whatever, as long as it doesn't cause harm. She said they can't get you sex changed, for example, or remove a body part."

"Well, that's reassuring," Ryan replied sarcastically.

"And, parents can touch . . . "

"My mom's been touching me," Ryan interrupted, "I thought it was weird."

"Yeah, weird, but totally legal. They can even give permission for other people to touch. Your parent is allowed to bring you to orgasm or she said 'put things in you or on you that make you cum' -- I don't even know what those would be. They just can't fuck you! Well, actually, it's a little more than that. Cinnie said parents are strictly forbidden from using your body to make any money. So they can't turn you into a whore, charge people to touch you, or anything like that."

Ryan sat back, stunned at this long explanation. Being stripped was a lot more than it had seemed the day his mother had ordered him to take off his clothes and come back to the breakfast table.

"But Ryan, the big thing is that we can do what we want!!! Isn't that cool? Come on, relax!"

With that Ruth began playing with Ryan in earnest, teasing his dick with feathery touches alternating with hard, vigorous pumping. She swirled the tip of her finger along the crown of his penis and brought her hand down hard. In spite of his reservations and ruminations Ryan was no match for Ruth's attentions and was soon on the irreversible slope toward an inevitable and massive orgasm. All too soon the delicious sensations resolved themselves into an unstoppable force. Ryan lifted his hips off the chair, arched his back into a nearly impossible curve and propelled his erection as far into the upward space of the food court as he could. Sperm shot in a giant arc over the table and splattered on the tiled floor, followed by another jet and yet another. His brain blanked out and his eyesight went black. He gasped for breath and wondered if he was going to have a heart attack. In all his solo journeys he'd never experienced anything remotely like this.

Ryan's father rushed into the mall. He was an hour late due to a delay at two of his appointments. He'd also seriously underestimated the clog of rush hour traffic getting to the Oaks Mall after 5 p.m. Gainesville traffic had definitely gotten worse. He hoped Ryan and Ruth weren't too worried or scared. What he really hoped was that they hadn't called either of their moms and gotten them worried as well. He looked about as he entered the mall and immediately saw a boy in what looked like an impossible backward curve over a tiny cafe chair. More astonishingly the boy was shooting a continuous arc of white sperm through the air. He could distinctly see it splashing -- splashing, for heaven's sake -- onto the tile floor. Before he could even compose his opinion of a teenager who would do this right in the center of the mall food court he came to the shocking realization that the girl whose hand was on this boy's ejaculating member was none other than Ruth, the shy Ruth he'd brought to the mall that morning. He rushed over to the table while his senses scrambled to the conclusion that this was his very own son, Ryan.

"Hi," Ruth said brightly, her hand gently pumping the last drops of sperm out of his son's penis. Pills in full force, his erection was as hard as ever.

"Whatever is going on here, Ruth?"

"We're right where you told us to be. You could see us as soon as you came in, right?"

"Yes," admitted Ryan's dad uncomfortably, "as a matter of fact I could see everything, as soon as I came in."

"It was pretty cool, wasn't it?"

Ryan's vision and brain were slowly coming back to life as blood trickled back into circulation. "Dad?" he blinked. "Oh, hi dad. Did you just get here?"

"I would say I got here just at the 'crucial' moment, son."

"Oh!" Ryan looked at Ruth, who nodded.

"Well, we're running late. Your mothers will be worried. I think we need to get a move on. Are either of you hungry?"

"We ate," responded Ryan.

The ride back was fairly quiet. Ryan and Ruth sat in back and slumped into one another's arms as closely as seat belts would allow. They were enjoying the skin to skin contact, but were also worn out. The ride to Gainesville, discovering that they were not alone in the world of Florida's stripped, and the adventure of the ring had exhausted them. To top it off was their first foray into the intimacy of boyfriend and girlfriend. Even though they had been in as public a spot as can be imagined, the arrival of Ryan's dad just as he was shooting into the air had injected an awkwardness they hadn't had a chance to discuss. Holding one another was the only recourse they had at the moment.

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Ryan's mother was a lot more observant than his father. The minute the two sleepy children walked in she yelped, "What have you two done to yourselves."

Ryan's father turned and looked at them, wondering what he'd missed. He looked at his wife quizzically.

"You have no hair, Ryan. Neither do you," she exclaimed looking at Ruth. "And, what is that -- oh my God. You didn't?"

"It's a present from Ryan," spoke up Ruth. Ryan had to admit her shyness was lessening by the hour!

"What present?" asked his father, still clueless.

"She's gone and gotten herself pierced, haven't you? Didn't it hurt like hell?"

"Actually it feels pretty good."

"I'll let your mother deal with that, but Ryan I want you to grow that hair back as fast as possible, you hear me?"

"Shit, he's got no hair," said his dad, looking at him in surprise. "That's the strangest thing I've ever seen."

"Feels good," muttered Ryan. More loudly he said, "It's not growing back, mom. It's been permanently removed."

"Permanent! What'd you do, laser it? Where'd you get the money?"

"The store is paying us to promote their new location in Lake City."

"What!" Ruth said in surprise. "What do we have to do?"

"Oh, I'm sorry Ruth, you said 'yes' when I asked, but it was right after you'd gotten pierced. We just have to hand out fliers and be, you know, naked." Ryan laughed.

"Okay," Ruth's eyes twinkled at the joke. Ryan's parents looked at them suspiciously.

"Well," concluded his mother, "I better be getting Ruth home." She looked at her husband. "You've had a long day. I'll deliver her and be back shortly. Ryan, I want you to shower and get ready for bed. If you need a snack I've got some potato salad in the 'fridge. Okay, Ruth, let's be going before your mother has a heart attack."

Ruth's mother proved no less sharp-eyed than Ryan's mom, but her ire was much greater. The upshot was "that you and Ryan are forbidden to see each other."

"But, mom, we go to school together!"

"Well, that can't be helped, but he's a bad influence and you're not to be seen with him outside of school."

"I thought you wanted me to be more social. Isn't that why you stripped me?"

"Don't you try to get fresh with me girl," yelled her mother. "You go from shy to getting provocative jewelry between your legs. Next thing I know you'll be pregnant. If you're in school together with that boy it can't be helped. But at least you won't be able to do too much in public."

That's how much you know, thought Ruth.

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(The End)