Three Memorable Events Enshrine Diane's Legacy.

Our next-door neighbours Jim (gay), Allan (each way) and myself would conspire with Diane to plan out escapades to enable Diane to experience new, daring ways for her to be naked in public. Usually she came up with the concept, and we helped with the execution. There were three occasions in particular that stand out, and I'd like to bring them back to life again here.I am not sure of the exact sequence, but the first one I recount was her posing for a sporting calendar. Jim and Allan had arranged for Diane and Leah to play squash nude to help raise funds for their squash club. A member of the club owned three or four outlets for sporting equipment and clothing. Let's call him Ron. Having witnessed the squash game (both players were hopeless, but gorgeous), Ron did tell either Jim or Allan, that he'd love to have Diane pose for photos to be exhibited in the annual calendar he produced to advertise his various products. It was basically a throw-away line, meant to do nothing more than indicate how much he enjoyed the naked game.The remark came up in later conversation, and Diane immediately latched onto it. The boys explained that previous calendars had featured a model each month, naked but for items of clothing and equipment available in Ron's stores. Without any more thought, Diane said she wanted to do it. So the concept was discussed with Ron, who was attracted to the idea, particularly as Diane would not require any fee for her involvement. The date was set for a Sunday afternoon, when the stores were otherwise closed.I had not expected so many people to attend, thinking it might scare Diane off. The professional photographer himself had some assistants to manage lighting, props, posing, etc. Ron had some storemen to select equipment and clothing to be modelled. Jim, Allan and myself attended. There were also a few guys representing the companies that supplied some of the items. I guess there were fifteen or so spectators all up. My concerns evaporated as Diane expressed delight in having so many men to whom she could show off.The first three or four "shoots" eased Diane into her assignment. One featured tennis raquet, tennis shoes and socks, cap and balls - nothing else. Another had a squash racquet, shoes, socks, eyewear and balls. Another featured isvecbahis a bicycle, shoes, helmet and eyewear. Another featured swimming flippers, snorkel, mask and spearfishing gear. She began confidently, disposing of her own clothes without any sign of embarrassment, and following the photographer's directions comfortably She did not bother to cover up between each sports session. The photographer even complimented her on being easier to work with than most professional models.There were two cricketing shoots. The first was simple. Taking guard, with bat, helmet, cap, pads and shoes. The second involved wicket-keeping gear - pads, gloves, shoes and helmet - but required her to crouch beside a set of stumps. It was in this crouching pose that I *noted that she was beginning to be quite aroused. Her nipples were erect and hard. Her pussy had begun to open, a tell-tale glistening was apparent, and the lips had begun to emerge with quite a reddish colour.A few more sports came and went, without any sustantial change in her state, but when the boxing set was in process, it became obvious that she was getting even more aroused. She was sitting in the corner of the made-up "ring", wearing headguard, boxing shoes and socks, and boxing gloves resting on her knees, which had to be apart to simulate a boxer's normal pose. The pussy was now a definite focal point, and it was wide open, inflamed and obviously very damp. Nobody said anything, but we all knew where their attention was. She had even begun to breathe heavily.Snooker was next. After a few simple introductory shots, she was asked to pose leaning across the table, cue reaching out for the white ball, and have her delicious tits touching, and resting on, the table. Tippy-toe on one leg, the other off the floor, and held along the edge of the table. One of the assistants, who had helped place the leg onto the edge of the table, quietly suggested to the photographer that there was a beautiful shot to be had from Diane's rear. Diane realised why the shot would be "interesting", and asked me to take a look and advise her if the view was inappropriate. What can I say? The view was spectacular, but would never have been appropriate for the type of calendar being considered.*I told her how beautiful isveçbahis giriş the pose was, knowing that all she had wanted was my endorsement for her to proceed. It was at this point that the photoshoot quickly descended from "glamour" low-porn, to outright XXX pornography. She responded to every request, climbing onto the table, and adopting any pose that would highlight her advanced degree of excitement. I do not need to detail each pose, but suffice to say her cunt was the single greatest attraction; over corner pocket, legs wide apart;*head on the table, bum in the air, legs wide apart; sliding the cue along her very slippery pussy; and eventually masturbating herself to a wild and uncontrolled orgasm. By my estimate, she spent a good hour on top of that table, dispensing with all traces of modesty, shame and restraint."Now I know what that feels like. It was fabulous! What's next?" she exclaimed in the car with Jim, Allan and myself, on the way home. "I'm not sure I could face any of them again, but what the heck?"I don't know if the calendar was ever released, but I am sure that the shots from the last hour or so would have been widely circulated privately.The second episode that I want to cover flowed directly from Diane's request to be allowed into a men's changeroom and shower facility - naked of course. Several options were investigated, but discarded on the basis that the facilities we knew about were impenetrable for the purpose. That is, until the boys came up with the possibility of using the rooms at the surf club, to which they belonged. Totally impossible and crowded on weekends, and mostly empty during the week.The junior surfboat crew trained on Thursday evenings, and a senior member needed to be on hand to open and then lock up the club, and to ensure that the boat was safely locked away after training. The crew was training for the state championships, were very fit, and eager to do well. So Allan volunteered to supervise one evening. The crew, aged eighteen to twenty, took the boat out into the surf, after Allan had enabled access to the club. When they returned to shore, they carried the boat back into the club, one of them left immediately due to some other commitment, and the other four went through the changeroom into isveçbahis yeni giriş the showers.Diane entered the club, quickly removed her simple dress in the changeroom, and proceeded to the showers. The boys were initially embarrassed and shy. They covered their privates with their hands, and one informed Diane that she had entered the mens facility. In her acquired British accent, Diane explained that there did not appear to be a lady's room, and she needed to get the salt and sand off, so would they mind sharing with her. "Mixed facilities are quite common in Europe" she assured them. I was standing in the doorway, behind Allan, and did not appear to be noticed. Allan's presence was expected.The water was not heated, but it was quite a hot night, and the boys had exercised vigorously, and so the showers were comfortable. The boys overcame their modesty, and returned to normal showering, while Diane started a fifth shower. "Could I borrow some soap?" she asked of no-one in particular."Here have mine" one gallantly offered, leaving his shower and approaching Diane. Rather than reach out to take the soap, Diane raised both arms, stepping forward, and therefore offering him her body for him to lather. After a little hesitation, the boy realised what was on offer, and somewhat gingerly, began to apply the soap to non-contentious areas. Finally, Diane thrust her breasts forward, and the boy gave them serious attention. Now she had been surrounded by the other three, all eager to help. She offered her bottom to a second boy, and the third applied some lather between her legs. She allowed him to clean her pussy, but when he attempted to slip a finger inside, she gave him a mild rebuke. She was in charge."I think I'm well cleaned now, but you boys look as though you could do with a little attention" she promised.Taking the soap from one of the boys, she applied it to his stiffening penis, and worked up a good lather around his balls as well. Twenty or thirty seconds on the first boy, then on to the next, and so on. She helped shower the suds away. Surrounded by four young naked hunks, each one now fully erect, she knelt to the floor and took the first cock into her mouth. She was only four to six years older than them, but she controlled them. When one of them reached down to fondle a breast, she took her mouth from the cock she had been enjoying, and told the offender to be patient, and wait his turn, then returned to the current cock.I must say the boys behaved splendidly.