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Disclaimer: All characters in this story are imaginary and fictitious and bear no resemblance to any person living or dead. There are no minor/underage characters involved in any kind of sexual activity or sexual relationship in this story.
Note from the author: There was a story that I published two years ago, “Stranger than Fiction” and it was a prequel to this. That story is polished further and is now part of this complete piece. Even if you have read the first story, I strongly recommend that you read it here again for better continuity and newly added details.
I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.
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Chapter 1
It was a beautiful morning in early summer months in a small coastal town in the state of Goa, India. This place was a hidden gem with virtually no tourism. On the west side there was a long stretch of pristine beaches and mountains lined the east side of this secluded town. This small community enjoyed all the comforts of the modern world, thanks to the administration of the town led by Andrew D’Souza for the last thirty years.
Andrew had suffered a heart attack that morning. An ambulance was rushing him to the hospital. He was accompanied by his family that included his wife Rosie, 23 years old son, James, and 21 years old daughter Jasmine. The ambulance arrived at the emergency entrance of the hospital and killed the blaring sound.
Neha Singh, a very young doctor who had recently completed her internship, was in charge of emergencies that day. She immediately swung into action and was being briefed by a nurse as they were running through the lobby. When they were about to enter the ICU, Neha stopped just for a moment. A second ago, in the lobby, she noticed the patient’s family huddled together. A young man was holding an old woman and a young woman in each arm, consoling them. It is a very common sight at hospitals. However something she noticed through her peripheral vision was totally out of place.
“I think the younger woman in the man’s embrace is naked,” whispered Dr. Neha to the nurse.
“Oh yeah, that would be Jasmine,” the nurse said.
As if it explained everything. And the nurse closed the doors.
A couple of hours later Dr. Neha stepped out of the ICU. Patient’s family was surrounded by many people. Some of them rushed towards her, the patient’s wife was ahead of them all.
“Mrs. D’Souza?” Dr. Neha asked.
Mrs. D’Souza was shaken but managed to ask, “Yes, that’s me. How is my husband?”
“He is doing fine now. We ran several tests and there will be a few more later today. It was a mild heart attack, as you may have suspected, but he is out of danger now,” Dr. Neha assured her.
James and Jasmine made their way out of the crowd and stood next to Mrs. D’Souza holding hands. Neha still could not believe what she was seeing right in front of her. Jasmine was standing there stark naked. She did not have a stitch of clothes on her body. Neha quickly sized her up. Jasmine was about 5 and a half feet tall, had silky black hair reaching to her shoulders. She had beautiful brown colored eyes, and had full lips on her slightly round face. Her breasts were probably the best Neha had seen so far. They were perfectly round with rose bud nipples. She was standing with her legs crossed but from what Neha could see, she had perfectly waxed pubes. With such a beautiful face and a figure that any girl would kill for, Jasmine could easily pass for a model or a film star.
Mrs. D’Souza introduced them, “This is my daughter Jasmine and he is my son James.”
Her voice snapped Neha back to reality. She had a strong urge to ask why on earth she was naked but she was too astonished to say anything. Being a doctor, she had seen her share of naked bodies. But this was something altogether different.
Neha thought, even considering the worst case scenario where they had rushed their father to the hospital and Jasmine didn’t even waste a minute to wear something, assuming she was already naked, it did not make any sense that nobody, especially her family thought of draping her with a sheet or something once they were at the hospital. And if it wasn’t enough, nobody around her seemed to be bothered by her nudity. Everyone was behaving as if everything was absolutely normal.
Neha was called out to another emergency and had to leave.
She was occupied for the rest of the day but she constantly had Jasmine in the back of her mind. She did not see her again that day and did not get an opportunity to ask anyone about what was the deal with the naked girl.
Next morning, Neha was on her rounds to check on her patients. She was satisfied with Andrew’s numbers on the chart.
She was making some notes while chatting with him when someone called out in a sweet voice behind her, “Hello Doctor, may I come in?”
Neha, without turning, said, “Please come in, I will be out of here in a minute.”
As Neha looked up from her notepad, she saw the cutest naked bubble butt walking towards Andrew’s bed. Obviously it was Jasmine. She was wearing only a pair of sneakers and carried elazığ escort a small purse over her shoulder. She sat on the edge of the bed next to her father. She then reached out to hold his hand and brought it closer to her cheeks. Leaning her face on his hand, she closed her eyes. She was probably just thankful for him alive and contemplating how badly it could have turned out.
Neha couldn’t help but notice that her succulent bare breasts were brushing against the back of her father’s hairy arm. Her father was unfazed by that touch and patted her head with the other hand as if to assure her that the worst was over. Despite Jasmine’s out of place nudity, it was an emotional picture.
Neha could not take her eyes off Jasmine. She did not want to leave the room even though her business there was over.
“How are you doing, Dad?” Jasmine asked after a few quiet moments when she just stayed there with her eyes closed.
“I am absolutely fine darling. In fact, I am ready to go back home.”
“Mr. D’Souza, we are keeping you under observation for the next 36 hours, if not longer,” Neha said. If she could, she would keep him there forever just to see Jasmine everyday.
“You got to listen to the Doctor’s orders, Dad,” Jasmine said in an authoritative tone. “We were so worried when you collapsed yesterday without any warning. Mom has been an absolute wreck since yesterday.”
“I know, dear. I had to force her to go home last night; she was not ready to leave my side. If it was up to her, she would have slept here next to me all night.”
“And do you know what she did the first thing today? She woke me up and sent me here to check on you. She did not even let me get dressed. Look at me,” Jasmine stood up and circled around herself as if to prove that she was really naked. Then she looked at him with a completely innocent face and fluttered her eyelashes.
The daughter and father burst into laughter together. Neha felt like an intruder in their inside joke, which she obviously did not understand.
After spending a few minutes, Jasmine looked at the clock and said, “Oh God! I have to run, or I will be late for college. Bye Dad, bye Doc.”
And with that she was gone. Neha thought her father would say something about Jasmine, probably to defend her nudity, but all he said was, “God bless that child!”
Neha wondered if she was rushing to get dressed for college. After all, who goes to college naked? She knew that schools and colleges can be brutal places for anyone. Going naked to college is nothing short of commiting suicide. She convinced herself that Jasmine would go home, get dressed and then go to college.
Later that evening, Neha was leaving for the day. She noticed from the end of the lobby that Jasmine was back at the hospital. It was not difficult to spot that girl. She was perched over the counter talking to someone at the reception. Jasmine’s bare breasts were pressed on the glass countertop and her flattened nipples could be seen from the bottom side of the glass. It reminded Neha of how they used to press their noses against the car window as kids.
“Hey Jasmine, how was your day at the college?” Neha asked as she reached the reception.
Jasmine straightened up and stood facing Neha.
“It was great. We are almost at the end of the semester. I will be graduating soon.”
“Did you come here straight from your college?” Neha had to ask even if she sounded nosy.
“Yes, I did, why? My college is only two blocks away from here.” Jasmine said, pointing in the general direction of her college.
Neha did not answer the question. Instead she updated Jasmine on her father’s health status to divert her question.
Jasmine left and Neha’s gaze kept following her until she disappeared in her father’s room.
Neha approached the reception and signed herself out on the iPad. She knew the hospital clerk, Rita, well enough. She was like a nice motherly lady who brought some homemade food last week for her. Rita seemed to be wrapping up for the day.
Neha asked, “Hey, Rita, are you leaving?”
“Yes, madam, was there anything you need me to take care of?” she said, setting her purse down.
“No, no. I was just wondering if you have no plans for the evening, maybe we could go out for a drink.”
Rita gladly accepted.
As they were walking towards Neha’s car, Rita said, “It is a bit early for the only place in the town to open where we could go get a drink.”
Neha considered it for a moment, “In that case, is it okay if we go to my place?”
“Of course it is okay.”
It took them only a few minutes to reach Neha’s house. Neha showed her bar and went for a quick shower. When Neha stepped out, showered and wearing her pajamas, Rita had already poured two glasses of wine and was reading something on her phone. Neha sat on the sofa across from Rita.
After a small talk, Neha said, “Rita, you know I just moved here last week and don’t know much about this place or even this state. I applied for an internship here because I thought this being a very remote place, would erzincan escort be in need of doctors and good facilities. I was surprised looking at this town, to say the least. I liked it here, though it is too early to say. Before coming here, I used to think there was nothing I hadn’t seen. But, boy was I wrong? I am unable to wrap my head around the fact that there is a totally naked girl strolling in this town as if it is nobody’s business. I mean how is that even possible? What about her parents, family, society, authorities, moral police and media? How did…”
Rita interrupted, “Sorry madam…”
Neha corrected her with a smile, “Call me Neha, please.”
“Sure. Neha, I know how shocking it would be to you. We are so used to it that I don’t think anyone thought of mentioning it to you sooner. All your bewilderment is totally justified. Let me start at the beginning.
D’Souzas have been our neighbors since I got married and came to this town years ago. Jasmine and my daughter, Beth, are about the same age and the best friends. They literally grew up together and Rosie and I have been like their second mothers. I still remember the joyful moments when we both were pregnant and both gave birth to beautiful daughters just a week apart. Jasmine was born first and Beth about a week later.
I remember it all so clearly. Jasmine never liked wearing any clothes and she was always naked. I think I saw her in clothes only a very few times, maybe during festivals or on some special occasions.
She is the baby in the house and got away with it when she was young. Mr. D’Souza practically owns more than half of the town including schools and colleges. He is also politically influential. So people in the town and authorities did not really have the stomach to say anything about Jasmine’s public nudity. It was Jasmine’s mother who was tired of all the gossip as Jasmine grew older. Can you even blame her? Which mother in this world would tolerate that? I also tried to talk her out of it but it did not help.
Even being her best friend, my daughter never showed any interest in being nude herself, thank God! She is too shy, exactly opposite of Jasmine. Except for her nudity issues though, Jasmine is a daughter any mother would envy.
But like I said, her mother couldn’t deal with all the criticism. She forced Mr. D’Souza to send her to a boarding school hoping that it will help her outgrow. Jasmine completed her 12th grade there and returned back home right after her eighteenth birthday. I remember it because it was Beth’s 18th birthday the following week.
Jasmine hadn’t changed a bit. If anything, she got bolder when she was away. Her mom had restricted her from being out in public as much as possible. But after she was back from the boarding school, she started going anywhere and everywhere naked.
There she was, at Beth’s biggest birthday party, standing next to Beth completely naked. Of course, Beth didn’t mind, she was happy to have her best friend back. Beth still has a framed picture in her room hugging her naked friend tightly right after the cake was cut.
Jasmine started attending college here. Her mother told me that she had offered her two choices for college. First was to start wearing clothes and go to either of two colleges in the town or stay naked and she can only go to girls’ commerce college. Jasmine obviously chose the girls’ college. Beth tagged along with her. However weird it sounds, a clothed girl hanging out with a completely naked girl every day, all day, I must say, it was a beautiful sight.
What happened in the next three years changed a lot of things for Jasmine and this town. She immersed herself in social work to care for the poor and unprivileged. Our hospital was one of her initiatives. She started a new school. She helped bring two factories to the town and created employment. She became a sweetheart, a naked angel and people started looking at her beyond her nudity. Her father is her strongest supporter and he does not seem to mind at all that she is naked in front of everybody all the time. As far as mainstream media, her father has kept them away from her. She still appears in the local newspapers with black strips covering her private parts.”
This was beyond imagination for Neha. After a few drinks and some more chit chat, Rita left. Now that Neha knew a lot more about Jasmine, she ached for more. She kept replaying images of Jasmine in her mind. How her hair looked like waves and her boobs bounced so gently and her perfectly shaped ass swayed when she walked through hospital corridors answering everyone’s greetings. How she was so natural and perhaps even more confident than a woman in a business suit when surrounded by crowds at the hospital. Neha did not want to but needed to know more about Jasmine. She could hardly wait to see the Goddess again. She kept dreaming about Jasmine all night.
Next morning, Neha went for a quick morning jog in the park next to their bungalow community. She was probably halfway on the track when she saw Jasmine, running and heading towards her. erzurum escort She was not fully naked though. She was wearing a black sports bra but no bottoms that day.
As they were face to face, Jasmine stopped and rested both her hands on hips. She was sweaty all over. A bang of her hair got loose and she flipped it.
Catching her breath Jasmine said, “Good morning, Doc. I didn’t see you on the track before. First time here?”
“Good Morning! Yep, my first time here, I thought I needed some workout,” Neha said.
“Oh come on Doc! You are in perfect shape. This was my last lap, I am going to cool down for a few minutes,” Jasmine said, pointing to the benches nearby.
They sat on the benches facing each other. Jasmine absentmindedly sat with her legs apart. She removed the band from her ponytail and shook her head side to side. Her pussy lips were parted giving Neha a full view of cleanly shaved pussy.
Jasmine immediately noticed Neha’s hesitance and crossed her legs. “Sorry Doc, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”
Neha replied, “I should be the one apologizing, ogling at your pussy!”
Jasmine started laughing, “If you don’t mind, then I don’t mind.”
Neha spoke next, “Jasmine, I will be honest. I think you are the greatest girl I have ever met. I couldn’t even imagine what kind of courage is needed to stay in nude in front of everyone and have them love you for something much greater. I could not dare strip in my roommate’s presence when I was staying at the hostel.”
Jasmine blushed. She did not hear this too often.
Jasmine said, “Thanks doc. That’s nice of you to say. I never feel the need to cover up. This seems like the most natural thing to do.”
A moment of silence passed. An elderly couple on their morning walk stopped near them for a quick chat. Later a group of four young guys, probably college students, jogged by and greeted her with, “Hey, Jasmine”.
Jasmine returned each greeting with a smile..
“By the way,” Jasmine said, breaking the silence between them, “Mom wanted to invite you for dinner over the weekend. Before you ask why, this is a small community and it is a tradition of my family to welcome new members.”
“That’s very nice of your family.”
“Does Saturday evening work for you? Hopefully Dad is discharged by then.”
“Yeah, it works,” Neha said. Then in a teasing tone she asked, “Jasmine, what’s with the bra today?”
Jasmine laughed, “I know, right! I am not always naked; I wear this at least for an hour each day.”
With that she pulled her bra over her head. She said goodbye to Neha and started walking towards the park exit. Neha did not even make an attempt to not stare at the perfect figure till she disappeared.
Over the course of the next few days, Neha ran into Jasmine a few times. Neha still could not get used to seeing Jasmine naked and each time her heart raced at her sight.
Finally it was Saturday, after a week that seemed to be very long. Jasmine had called Neha earlier that day to remind her about the dinner plan.
Neha didn’t have to worry too much about what to wear that evening. She knew that she wouldn’t be judged based on her attire. She chose a simple white blouse and a denim skirt.
When she arrived at the D’Souzas, she thought that it was a much bigger house than she had imagined. It was almost a mansion.
Jasmine’s mother answered the door and welcomed her warmly. Neha handed her a basket of fresh vegetables she picked up on her way. The house was filled with the aroma of rice cooking.
“So glad you could make it,” Jasmine’s mother said, letting her in. Pointing towards the large sitting area she said, “Please make yourself comfortable.” She called out for Jasmine.
Jasmine and a young woman about her own age descended down the stairs. As they reached down Jasmine did the introductions, “This is Beth, my best friend since I could remember. And Beth, this is Neha, new doctor at our hospital.”
Jasmine, as Neha expected and hoped for, was totally naked. Today she was not even wearing shoes, a hat or any other accessory. She did not seem to be fond of jewelry as well because she wasn’t wearing any. It made her appear more naked, if that was even possible. Beth was wearing worn out jeans and a yellow top. Neha remembered and silently agreed with what Beth’s mother had said about seeing them together like this was indeed a beautiful sight.
Jasmine gave Neha a house tour, Neha was hoping for it when she saw the house from outside. It was obvious that D’Souzas were a pretty wealthy family. Carefully picked furniture, antiques, plush carpets provided each room with an elegant look. There were several family pictures on the walls. Neha stopped and inquisitively looked at all of them. In most of the pictures Jasmine was completely naked. She made a mental note of asking Jasmine about these pictures at some other time. Neha liked all the pictures but one of them was immediately her favorite. In that picture, Jasmine was cooking something and was wearing a tiny apron without anything underneath. Only her right breast popped out because the apron sat unevenly on her shoulders. A bang of loose hair was hanging low. The picture was taken from behind her and she was half turned to pose. So the picture captured Jasmine’s full ass, her right breast and her innocent face with the most beautiful smile Neha had ever seen.