The Naked Adventures of Elena Dmitrievna
That night, Elena Dmitrievna had another strange erotic dream—she was being squeezed by a crowd of rough male hands from all sides, then the hands began tearing to shreds all the clothes she was wearing. There was a loud rip of her expensive dress, which turned into rags in a second, then the rip of her bra and panties. Elena Dmitrievna struggled with all her might, but she couldn't break free, and the rough male hands squeezed her now naked body, grabbed her breasts, pinched and pulled her nipples, several hands spread her legs apart, and another hand grabbed her crotch. Hard fingers tugged at her pubic hair, roughly teased her clitoris, then
one finger penetrated her vagina, and following it, several fingers went in and began to brutally rape Elena Dmitrievna's vagina.From the abundance of flowing juices, they slid inside her vagina like a figure skater on ice. At the same time, another hand penetrated between her buttocks, and now one finger began moving back and forth in her anus, while two more hands continued to roughly grope Elena Dmitrievna's breasts. Elena Dmitrievna was ready to explode with a wild orgasm, but the fingers suddenly left her vagina and ended up near her face. Elena Dmitrievna saw that the entire hand was covered in her juices. The hand immediately began to roughly force its way into Elena Dmitrievna's mouth, and she didn't resist, as she was crazed with sexual arousal. She frantically sucked on all four fingers that had penetrated her mouth all the way to her throat, licking her juices off them and swallowing them. The hand left Elena Dmitrievna's mouth and began smearing the vaginal juices all over her face with its slippery palm, and then over her chest. Suddenly, the rough hands lifted Elena Dmitrievna's body and threw it away onto the slippery pavement tiles. Elena Dmitrievna immediately jumped up and ran away headlong, naked and barefoot down the street, faces of people flashing around her from all sides, and suddenly... the alarm clock rang.
Good morning, Elena Dmitrievna, time for work, my dear! Elena Dmitrievna quickly opened her eyes—thank God, she was at home, lying in her cozy bed, covered with a sheet. She tossed the sheet aside, finding herself just as naked as in her dream. This was because Elena Dmitrievna preferred to sleep naked, especially in summer. Despite the fact that Elena Dmitrievna slept naked and was only covered by a thin sheet, her body was covered in moisture from both the night's heat and the crazy dreams. But especially wet was her pussy, from which a whole puddle of juices had flowed onto the sheet during the night. Elena Dmitrievna understood the reason for such dreams—she hadn't had a man for six months, and she was forced to satisfy herself through masturbation and watching porn films. Among the porn films Elena Dmitrievna had recently watched was one that resembled the plot of her dream today. Also, in her teenage years, Elena Dmitrievna happened to watch the Soviet film "The Theft," where the scene of the forced undressing of the heroine Anastasia Vertinskaya deeply affected her. And although the film didn't even show the actress's charms (damn Soviet censorship), the scene looked heartbreaking. Elena Dmitrievna went to bed last night without a session of self-satisfaction, and therefore, her hormones raged at night. Oh, if only she could turn on that very film and come to it, preferably several times, but there's no time, it's time for work.
Elena Dmitrievna got out of the bathroom and carefully dried herself with a towel. Usually after a shower, she puts on a robe, but today she wanted to walk around naked a little longer. She went to the kitchen and made herself coffee, standing naked and barefoot like that, then sat naked at the table, sipping from a cup, and this with the curtains wide open. If there had been a voyeur with binoculars sitting at the window in the house across the street, Elena Dmitrievna would have been in plain sight for him, and if he had a camera or video camera with a good zoom, our voyeur could have made some very decent material today and uploaded it to the internet so other voyeurs and just fans of jerking off the one-eyed snake could enjoy the sight of Elena Dmitrievna. By the way, Elena Dmitrievna had recently seen exactly such photos and videos on the Internet, and they had excited her greatly. Today, Elena Dmitrievna wanted to deliberately flaunt herself in Eve's costume in front of the uncurtained windows, to get caught in the voyeur's lens and have strangers see her naked.
After finishing her cup of coffee, Elena Dmitrievna went naked to the balcony, which faced east, and therefore was flooded with sunlight in the mornings. Spreading her arms wide and exposing her naked body to the hot summer sun, which was already starting to scorch from the morning, she thought: now they'll definitely notice me. Elena Dmitrievna ran her eyes over the balconies in the building across the street. On one, a woman was hanging laundry, on another, several floors below her, a man was smoking, but none of them glanced towards her balcony.
After that, Elena Dmitrievna went to the room and began to dress in a business lady's outfit. First, she pinned up her light brown hair with a hairpin, then pulled an expensive and beautiful white bra over her chest, then her pubic hair disappeared under the fabric of white panties, then she put on a white blouse, buttoning it up except for the top button. Following that, she put on a black knee-length skirt and a black jacket, as well as large expensive wristwatch, after which she applied a little makeup in front of the mirror (she was beautiful even without it) and slipped her feet into fashionable black high-heeled shoes. What our Elena Dmitrievna looked like now, who just a couple of minutes ago was flaunting herself in Eve's costume under the windows, you can see in the photo. Taking her purse in hand, Elena Dmitrievna stepped over the threshold of the apartment and, going down in the elevator, headed to her car (I won't name the brand to avoid advertising, I'll just say it was a very decent foreign car, the kind that business ladies like Elena Dmitrievna should drive).
When Elena Dmitrievna passed through the security checkpoint into her company's building, she caught a noticeably predatory gaze from the lazy security guard, which ran over her from head to toe (he probably wants me, maybe even right here—thought Elena Dmitrievna), going up the stairs to her workplace, greeting colleagues along the way. Elena Dmitrievna didn't have her own office, and the entire legal department, consisting entirely of women, worked in one room, in the corner of which Elena Dmitrievna presided in the largest chair. That day, on top of the thirty-degree summer heat, another unpleasantness was added—the long-suffering air conditioner, which had maintained a more or less tolerable temperature in the room, gave up the ghost. The fully open window did little to improve the temperature climate in the room. All the female employees were sweating at their workstations.
Elena Dmitrievna took off her jacket; large wet sweat stains had formed on her blouse in the armpit area. Polina, a brunette dressed in a lighter, transparent summer blouse, unbuttoned all the buttons and spread the blouse open so that air could at least somehow blow on her sweaty chest and stomach. Curly-haired Vika didn't unbutton anything, but simply fanned herself periodically with her thin cardigan, holding it by the collar. Sweet, cute blonde Nastya, dressed in a short sundress-type dress, excused herself to the toilet, where she took off her underwear. She gathered her courage and came out of the toilet stall naked to the sink. Scooping a little cold water from the tap into her palm, she began hastily washing her naked little body with her palm, her sweaty armpits, chest, stomach, then her crotch, after which she hastily dried herself with a towel and pulled her dress back on, glancing fearfully at the bathroom door. Fortunately for Nastya, the toilet door never opened, and all of Nastya's actions went unnoticed. Nastya returned to her workstation, holding her crumpled bra and panties in her hands, and secretly stuffed them into her purse.
The girls didn't notice anything, but Elena Dmitrievna caught with her attentive eye the white bundle in Nastya's hand that went into the depths of the purse. "Did she really take off her underwear?"—thought Elena Dmitrievna. Nastya was sitting at that time, spreading her legs wide under the table, airing out her smoothly shaved pussy. If anyone had crawled under Nastya's table now, they would have seen her pussy in all its glory. And Elena Dmitrievna guessed what Nastya looked like under the table. When Nastya approached Elena Dmitrievna with documents, she bent over, and here the dress let Nastya down. Hanging down, it completely exposed one of Nastya's breasts, uncovered by a bra, right in front of Elena Dmitrievna's face, giving the latter a good look at Nastya's nipple. Nastya herself didn't notice her accidental exposure, being busy explaining the essence of some work matter to Elena Dmitrievna.
"Oh dear, Nastya, you need to be more careful!"—thought Elena Dmitrievna. A little later, when Nastya got up from her seat, moving her swivel chair, her knees accidentally spread apart, and Elena Dmitrievna from the corner of the room clearly saw Nastya's shaved pussy. "Wow, this little one shaves, and I, like a peasant woman, walk around with a bush"—Elena Dmitrievna thought to herself. Soon, the absence of panties on Nastya was also noticed by Polina. Polina herself was dressed from the waist down in tight pants. Polina didn't like wearing skirts and dresses, preferring pants, jeans, or shorts. Under her pants, Polina wasn't wearing panties, since Polina considered it unnecessary to wear them under pants in summer. The absence of panties on Polina was revealed when she bent over or squatted down. At those times, her pants would slide down, exposing her butt sometimes by a full third. Right now, Polina, suffering from the heat, wanted to just pull off her pants altogether and spread her knees apart to let her sweaty pussy air out properly.
Polina, as well as Vika, belonged to the smoking part of the department. During their next joint smoke break, Polina, puffing on a cigarette in the smoking room, told Vika the "sensational news" that Nastya was without panties and was flashing her slit for all to see. The girls laughed at Nastya's carelessness, having exposed her most intimate part, after which they returned to the room. After the smoke break, Vika decided to follow Nastya's example and also went to the toilet. Locking herself in a stall, she took off her cardigan, jeans, bra, panties, and also her sandals and sat naked on the cold toilet. Vika deliberately flipped up the plastic toilet seat to enjoy a bit of the coolness of the porcelain the toilet was made of, while her bare feet rested on the cool tiled floor of the toilet. Enjoying the relative coolness of the bathroom air compared to their work office, as well as the coolness of the tiled floor and toilet, Vika began to pee. When the stream of urine from Vika's pussy dried up, Vika, spreading her legs wide, wiped her wet crotch with a piece of toilet paper. Then Vika wiped off a little of the droplets and streams of sweat on her body with toilet paper. Even despite the specific smell that always lingers in toilets, Vika didn't want to get dressed and go to her workstation; she wanted to stay in the coolness of the toilet a little longer. After sitting for a couple of minutes naked on the toilet, stretching sweetly, Vika finally got up and began to get dressed. She put on her jeans and cardigan on her naked body, and crumpled her sweat-soaked underwear and stuffed it into her pocket, heading back to her workstation. For cautious Vika, that day passed without any exposure of intimate body parts, unlike Nastya.
Suffering from the heat in the corner of the room, Elena Dmitrievna, remembering the unexpectedly revealed smoothly shaved pussy of her subordinate Nastya, wondered: how, interestingly, is the situation with pubic hair for the other girls in the room? It would be interesting to see what they look like down there, below the waist? I wonder who among them is a "sipovka" and who is a "korolyok"? In general, it would be interesting to see them completely naked. How hot it is here, after all, I would gladly take off all my clothes right now. Or maybe, just propose: girls, let's lock the door today and have a "naked day," take off all this damn clothing? In such heat, walking around dressed is contraindicated! Besides, by undressing, we'll become much closer to each other! From now on, you can call me simply Lena, or Lenochka if you want. And in general, let's go to the bathhouse together periodically! We have a complete bathhouse here right now, and in a bathhouse steam room, as you know, it's improper to walk around dressed.
Here, a stream of crazy fantasies flowed through Elena Dmitrievna. She imagined their director Leonid Sergeevich coming up to her and saying: Elena Dmitrievna, you're going to get heatstroke right now, I order you to immediately take off all your clothes! Elena Dmitrievna flatly refuses: Leonid Sergeevich, have you lost your mind? I'm a decent woman, not some slut or porn star, to disgrace myself like that! Then Leonid Sergeevich attacks Elena Dmitrievna and undresses her by force, in front of the girls. To top it off, Leonid Sergeevich grabs a bucket of cold water, which for some reason is standing in the room, and douses the naked Elena Dmitrievna from head to toe. All her stylish clothes are now on the floor, and she herself stands naked, barefoot, and wet as a chicken in front of the whole room. Leonid Sergeevich says: unfortunately, Elena Dmitrievna, I have to punish you a little: until we solve the air conditioner problem, you will work exclusively naked, this is not up for discussion, and you will undress right at the entrance.
You will hand over all your clothing and shoes to the security guard for safekeeping, and receive them back when you leave for home. Leonid Sergeevich orders all the other girls to undress as well, who, trembling with fear, obediently carry out the director's order. All except the plump Ira, who is self-conscious about her full figure and overly large breasts. Then the director orders the girls to undress Ira by force, who is threatened with heatstroke, and in front of Elena Dmitrievna, the scene from the film "The Theft" repeats. Ira tries to run into the corridor, but Vika, Polina, and Nastya catch up with her and tear off all her clothes. The director takes the clothing from all the ladies in the room and carries it to his office. When leaving work, Elena Dmitrievna and the girls go to the director's office to get dressed, who intently watches the process of the employees dressing.
The next day, entering the company building, Elena Dmitrievna becomes a spectator of the following scene: shy Ira undresses in front of the security guard, trying not to look him in the eye, and the security guard at this time greedily stares at her exposed voluptuous body, grinning impudently. Elena Dmitrievna joins Ira. Both of them hand the security guard bundles of their clothing and shoes, which he puts in a box and wishes the ladies a good day. Soon all the other female employees arrive for work, who go through the same humiliating process of undressing at the entrance. Strangely enough, all the ladies get used to working together naked quite quickly. But the director believes that mere nudity is not enough to prevent overheating. In addition to nudity, he arranges for each employee of the legal department several times a day sessions of being doused with cold water from a bucket. After these sessions, water drips from the ladies' wet hair onto the work desk and documents for a long time. Elena Dmitrievna, getting ready for work in the morning, shaved off all the hair on her pubic mound and labia. Now, among all the ladies sitting with her in the room, pubic hair is observed only on Ira, who doesn't see the need to do anything with her mane, and on Vika, who wears a strip on her pubic mound.
Leonid Sergeevich really dislikes the hairiness of both Ira's and Vika's pubic mounds, and he declares that he will not tolerate such disgusting sloppiness in the office. He orders Ira to squat over a bucket of water, spread her legs in front of the whole department, then carefully lather her pussy with ordinary toilet soap and begins to shave off the hair on her pubic mound. Having carefully shaved off all the hairs on Ira's pubic mound and crotch, Leonid Sergeevich washes Ira between her legs with water from the bucket, removing the soap suds and shaved hairs. All the ladies in the room intently watch the process of shaving Ira. The director asks Ira to turn her back and spreads her fat buttocks, where there also turns out to be quite a lot of hair. Leonid Sergeevich lathers and shaves the hair around Ira's anus, finishing the process with a wash. Then the same actions happen with Vika, who is left without the strip on her pubic mound.
In the bucket, on the surface of the water, now floats a multitude of Ira's and Vika's hairs mixed with soap suds. Leonid Sergeevich doesn't even think about pouring