"Take her panties off, Sandra!" David yelled at his sister. "Come on, hurry up before she gets away!"

Shari wiggled and tried to prevent Sandra from getting her hands beneath her dress, but she felt Sandra's hands under it anyway. She yelled as her panties were pulled down, and as Sandra pulled them from her feet, Shari felt the coolness on her naked ass and cunt. She kicked out and struggled, but they held her tightly. Somehow her dress was torn, ripped from the hem all the way to her waist. Then there was another loud ripping sound, and the top of her dress was torn, her small bra exposed.

"Let's take all her clothes off!" Mike said, breathing hard as he held her arms. "Let's get her naked and look at her tits, too!"

Shari felt hot tears in her eyes, but they were not tears of shame, nor embarrassment. The thought slipped through her mind quickly that if they would turn her loose, she would take her own clothes off. However, Shari did not say this. There was something exciting about being stripped naked out here among the orange trees with her friends looking at her. Realizing that if she continued to struggle against them, her dress would be in total ruins, she stood still.

Her dress was removed, then her bra. Shari stood naked before them, their eyes burning into her body. Her long, slightly wavy hair was dark, framing an unusually pretty face with huge, brown eyes and a small, pouting mouth. There was not a blemish on her creamy, smooth flesh. Her tits rose up and out like two small bowls, firm and ever so perky on her chest. Her two nipples, hard now, poked a quarter-inch out from light brown circles. Below her belly button were the dark curls of her cunt hair. Shari's pussy hair was not yet very thick, but the strands were long and curly, and the pink, moist lips of her cunt were easily seen. Her thighs were long and graceful, full but slender. Her ass, the cheeks tight and small, arched out in a saucy way, very caressable in their young smoothness.