The House She Gooned
Chapter 8b
Nadia gets Naked
“Yes, Nadia,” Claire said, “I did show up in just a hoodie and sneakers. It's really amazing what people don't notice. I've done this a few times when I just had to run an errand. Minus my hair, I'm pretty unassuming. Everyone is buried in their phones all the time anyway.”
Nadia was still dumbfounded that Claire seemed so nonchalant about it all. Before she could really respond, Claire stripped off her hoodie and shoes in one quick
swoop. Nadia stared, wide-eyed.
“Oh calm down, gooner,” Claire laughed. “I'm going to be here all weekend, and I need to be comfortable. If I move at a good pace, you'll be using your new computer by Saturday night.”
Watching porn was one thing; seeing Claire casually get naked in front of her was completely different. Nadia had never been with a woman before. This was...new...but Nadia was getting wet. She knew she loved watching women masturbate, but the thought never occurred to her that porn would push her deeper into bisexuality, maybe even full lesbianism...either way, seeing Claire walk around nude was having an effect on her.
Overall, Claire's naked appearance wouldn't be conventionally “sexy” in the way magazines and porn often portray women. She embodied a different kind of beauty: raw, comfortable, and confident in her own skin. But her blue hair and some carefully selected tattoos did bring a flair and charm to her naked body. Despite being pale from lack of sun and sleep, Claire was still a looker. Nadia was certainly still looking.
Suddenly, Claire said, “Well what are you waiting for? Are you going to get out of those clothes or what?” Nadia blinked. “You want me to... ?” Claire stopped and said, “Yes. Remember what I told you? Porn is naked, and so are you. In exchange for this porn shrine I'm building you, I want you to live naked as much as possible. Don't be shy now. You told me all your porn addicted secrets, and now you going to let morals and fabric going to stop you?”
Nadia couldn't argue with that at all. She began to disrobe. While nervous, she was getting aroused again.
While Nadia stripped, Claire looked around. “We need to set the mood; we need porn playing.” Claire found Nadia's laptop, pulled up a playlist, and let the sounds of flesh slapping and moans fill the room. This became their background music. The shameless nude Claire began to get to work on the new computer. Nadia was in awe at how comfortable Claire seemed.
This wasn't new for her; Claire roamed around naked all the time when she was married so having another person gaze on her nakedness was another day for her. Nadia had never experienced living with a partner, nor did she often experience nudity with another person outside the bedroom. Another moment of firsts for Nadia.
But, she would get naked for Claire. After all, Claire was gifting her a new PC all for porn. Giving up clothing for porn was the least she could do to show her appreciation for what Claire had done for her. Claire guided her and made her this way, and now she could achieve high levels of sexual pleasure through porn. Nadia owed her that much. With a deep breath, she decided it was time. It was time to nude just like Claire. It was time to free herself from one more sliver of shame that reminded her of her old self.
Naked Nadia would be the best version of who she really was. She began to disrobe. First, her cardigan, then her socks and shoes. Next, her shirt. Then her jeans. Finally, in one quick but gentle motion, her bra and panties joined the heap on the floor. Just like that, Nadia was nude in front of Claire for the first time.
Nadia, free from the constraints of fabric, stood bathed in the soft glow of the laptop screen. The soft echoes of porn set the stage for Nadia's naked reveal. She had become a physical manifestation of Claire's influence.
Her skin was a warm honey color, smooth and luminous except for the faint dusting of freckles that speckled her shoulders. The small afro perched atop her head, normally tamed into neat coils with gel, sprang out around her face like a halo of spun gold. Her glasses, perpetually askew on her nose even when she wore clothes, slipped down further now, settling precariously on the bridge of her nose and magnifying the warm brown depths of her bright hazel eyes.
The glow of her laptop reflected in those pools of amber, and Nadia smiled faintly, suddenly conscious of every inch of herself. Her body wasn't the statuesque model physiques they often saw in porn, but it held a different kind of beauty. She was curvy, with soft rounded edges rather than sharp angles. Her breasts, though small, were perky and full, emphasized by the dark, delicate nipples that pointed out like two shiny berries against her skin. The neatly trimmed pubic hair framed those nipples in a soft triangle, adding to the natural allure of her form.
She felt vulnerable standing there. But Claire's casual nudity seemed so comfortable, so natural that Nadia's initial shyness began to melt away. If Claire was fine with it, then this would be Nadia's new normal. It felt rather liberating.
“Go sit down and touch yourself,” Claire said. “Focus on the porn. I'll get this done. Don't be shy.”
Nadia obeyed. She walked over to her laptop, naked, and started to touch herself.
“Just relax and act like I’m not here,” Claire added, “I’m not here to judge you. You can’t just stop watching porn just because I’m here.”
And just like that, Nadia began the familiar ritual of nighttime masturbation while Claire built her new computer.
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