How
it got started:
This whole wild weekend got started
when my boyfriend Jim cancelled our weekend plans because he had to work. It was a beautiful early fall weekend and I was complaining
to my two friends that I share our house with, Karen and Sue, that I was
bored. We got talking over
breakfast about what we could do and somehow ended up talking about the
beach story I posted on the Internet.
I mentioned this one email I got from a reader.
It was a dare to go out to a public place wearing just a towel and
nothing else. I started
telling them about how I did something similar in college where I ran from
the dorm to the bell tower and back in just a towel.
Everyone started laughing and said that I should give it a try
again. I said I’d die but Karen and Sue kept going on saying
they’d help.
Well, the exact dare was to wear the
towel for a whole day and to as many public places as you could manage. I got to thinking about it and called my best friend Lisa to
tell her about it and get some encouragement.
It did sound exciting and I was so bored.
Lisa and I caught up on things and
talked about going back up to her parents new vacation ski house.
Lisa’s parents just bought this place in upstate New York and
Lisa and I had just been up fixing it up in exchange for a place to stay
when we went skiing. Should be interesting spending more time with Lisa
come winter . God knows it
was wild fixing the place up.
Anyway, I told her about the dare and
she went nuts. She said I had
to do it. She went on to
explain that I would be less exposed than the time I went rollerblading in
my bikini. I explained that she was right if it stayed on, but….
I really do get off on the challenge
so one side of me wanted to say yes but the practical side of me said,
You’ve got to be kidding. We
continued back and forth and I was starting to get excited as we talked
about it. Eventually I was so
excited I agreed. Lisa said
she wished she could be there to see it.
I said, “I wish you were here to help me through it.”
It wasn’t until I hung up that I
realized what I had agreed to. I
went back and told Karen and Sue and they said, “This should be fun.”
Now the reality was starting to set in and the nervousness started
to come through in my voice. Karen
said, “what’s the matter I thought this is the kind of thing you get
off on.” I said, “It’s
just that in a towel if it slips you’re totally naked.
I’m not sure I’m ready for that possibility.”
Sue made some comment about how well
the towel would stay on across my 34 C chest.
I was surprised at her humble frankness when she mentioned how
small she was compared to me. Sue
is about 5’ 3” with light brown shoulder length hair. She weighs about
130 and has a modest 34A 25 36 figure.
Karen is about the same height, maybe 5” 4” and weighs about
130. She has about a 32B, 26
34 figure. She is lot wilder
than Sue but has never gone along with me on any of my dares.
When we all started renting this place they both thought I was
crazy but recently Karen has started to get into my craziness and actually
help me despite not participating.
Me. I’m about 5’9”, 34C, 22, 33.
I have almost shoulder length blonde hair and weigh about 130.
I stay in pretty good shape by working out almost every morning.
I used to be on the swim team with Lisa and still have a
competitive streak despite no longer playing competitive sports.
Now it seems that I get my competitive excitement by challenging
myself to pull off more and more daring adventures.
We continued breakfast and Karen and
Sue started talking about places I could go and things I could do.
Suddenly I lost my appetite as I heard some of their ideas.
Karen suggested going shopping at the mall, while Sue came up with
going to diner and dancing. As the ideas kept coming the butterflies in my stomach
started building until I said. “There
is no way I’m doing any of that stuff.”
They said, “You can’t just sit around here.
That would be nothing. And wouldn’t complete the dare.”
My butterflies kept building thinking
about what I had gotten myself into.
I guess I could still have backed out but then I’d never hear the
end of it. I went into the
bathroom a couple of times to see what the towel would look like on me.
I pulled a nice white one out of the closet and held it up to my
chest and looked in the mirror. I
needed to see how bad this was going to be so I pulled my tee shirt and
shorts off and wrapped it around me.
I didn’t have any underwear on so
there I was in front of the mirror checking out the latest in towel wear. I held one towel up and it came from my boobs to just below my
ass. I was covered but just
barely. My top was covered
but my chest forced the towel out leaving about a 4-inch gap down my side.
Anyone one looking could see quite a bit of me through the gap.
I looked through the closet for one of our beach towels figuring
that would cover me better. I
found one and tried it on. It
covered me to my toes and was plenty wide enough.
It was just then that the phone rang.
It was Lisa seeing how I was doing.
I made a big fuss about how I was modeling the latest in a new line
of designer towels just debuting in the hippest of fashion circles.
She was laughing hysterically as she gave me a few more ideas.
After I hung up I got dressed again
and tried to relax.
Karen came in showing me a towel she
had found in the linen closet saying, “You’ll just love it when it
comes off the first time.” My
jaw dropped when I saw it. I
stuttered before saying, “I can’t wear that I’m to tall for it.
My ass will be showing.” She
said “If that’s too small we have this one.” pulling out another
towel. This one was a little bigger but not by much.
I was still looking over the second
towel as she started talking about her ideas for me.
She said, “we can start out by getting something to eat and drink
at that restaurant I liked. Then
after we loosened you up a bit we can …
and …” She was
going a mile a minute before I could slow her down.
I said, “I’m not
just going to waltz in in a towel. Isn’t
that a bit obvious. How about this. We
go to the gym and work out, I’ll go in to take a shower and when I come
out I find that all of my clothes are gone.”
Karen actually liked it, Saying,
“Sounds good. That way you won’t be able to back out.”
I wasn’t too sure I liked it when she said it that way.
We all left to get into our workout
outfits. I took of my shorts
and top off and threw them on the floor next to the bed.
Karen ducked her head in saying, “Won’t be needing them for a
while.” I turned
around and gave here a sheepish smile.
When she got a look at me she commented on my aroused state.
“Excited already huh.
I started to pull out one of my usual
pairs of shorts and a sport bra when my aroused mind started to come up
with devilish ideas. I
reached to the bottom of my draw and pulled out this one outfit that I
hadn’t worn but a couple of times.
You see it’s super tight and when stretched out it fits like a
second skin. I’ve only worn it when I wanted to be extra charged up like
now. I held it up and it
looked like it was made for a little girl. Not a 23 year old with a 34
inch chest.
I stretched it out and pulled it over
my hips not bothering with anything underneath.
Wow was it tight. I
was looking at the top as Karen reappeared in the doorway.
Seeing the top I had chosen she said, “I have to see this. You’re never getting them into that little thing.”
I took the top and stretched it as far
as I could and pulled it over my head. I got it to my boobs in one pull
but that was it. I
sucked in my chest and stretched it one more time to pull it down over my
breasts.
It was a simple light gray sports bra.
Just covering my breasts and not much more.
It's a good thing my breasts are pretty firm because they weren't
getting much support except from the tightness.
I looked at myself in the mirror. You could make out my nipples
through the tight top. Not
only did my nipples poke through but the outline of my areolas was
visible. My vulva was also
clearly outlined as they pressed against my shorts.
I was already clearly turned on and we hadn’t even started the
dare. There certainly weren’t any secrets about my body hidden by this
outfit.
Karen and Sue both had on their
stylish stretch pants and sports tops.
Sue stopped in her tracks when she saw me.
Sue said, “nice top” while Karen said, “I wish I could look
that good in something like that”.
I looked in the hall mirror one last
time and couldn’t believe how hot I looked.
I hadn’t worn this outfit in a while and had forgotten how much
showed. I guess the gym is a
bit like the beach in that you tend to wear less than you would elsewhere.
We arrived at the gym just in time for
aerobics. Karen was member
despite hardly ever coming so she walked right in leaving me to sign Sue
in. There were three people behind the desk that I didn’t know since I
usually come in the morning. Two
guys and a girl. Both guys
snapped to attention when they saw me.
I showed my ID and signed Sue in when I noticed the girl checking
me out even more than the guys. She
said, directed straight at me, that her name was Terry and to ask for her
if I need anything, absolutely anything.
Boy was she being obvious or what.
I thought I’d have to watch out for her more than the guys.
We just put our stuff in the locker
room when the real reason we were here hit me. This was just the first set
up for the real adventure. Despite
how revealing this outfit was I wouldn’t even have it when I walked out
of here. That kind of put
things in perspective and sent a wave of fear through my body.
Wow. Was I really
going to walk out of here today in nothing but a towel.
I could feel my nipples pressing even harder at my tight top at
just the thought.
Karen yelled back if I was coming or
hiding in the locker room the whole time.
Luckily there wasn’t anyone that I knew from the morning on the
floor. The class was fast so
I knew Sue would fade quickly and I didn’t think Karen would last long.
The instructor started us off slowly
and then really got into it. I
love aerobics because it combines dancing with exercise.
I can really loose myself when a good tune comes along. Sue is a really good dancer but as expected faded fast and
left for the machines. Karen
was doing pretty well and was getting into it like I was. I was really into it since I was so wound up.
After a bit Karen smiled and pointed back towards me.
I had worked up quite a sweat and was really starting to show
through my top now. In
addition to my nipples, the dark of my areolas were clearly visible along
with the outline of my breasts. I
should have run back to the locker room right then but I was too into it
to stop despite the show I was putting on.
The combination of the exposure and the exercise was combining to
really turn me on now. I could feel my mound pressing against my skin tight shorts
as I moved.
Karen was starting to show signs of
fading but I felt great despite the fact that the more I perspired the
more I showed. Finally the
instructor slowed things down for our cool down.
By then my top was completely soaked with my breasts showing
through quite clearly. When
we finally stopped Karen asked if we were done yet.
“Done? What’s the
matter? Are you tired? I’m
just getting warmed up.” Karen
responded by saying, “It looks like your pretty warmed up from what I
can see. And that’s quite a
bit.” Sue was talking to
some guys by the bikes. As we
approached everyone stopped and checked me out. By then I was so turned on I didn’t care.
I was felling good when Sue asked if I was ready to get started.
We walked over to the water fountain
to discuss the rest of the plan. Karen’s
plan was for her and Sue to go to the locker room shower and change. I was to wait 20 minutes before coming in.
I would then take off my clothes and go to the shower leaving all
of my stuff on the bench. Then they would gather up all my clothes and leave, waiting
for me in the car. Karen
suggested that I not acknowledge them in the locker room so we wouldn’t
raise suspicion that the thing was a set up.
My arousal started to rise again as I
thought about what was going to happen.
My nipples, which by now were clearly visible through my top,
started to started to throb with excitement making them even more
pronounced. My libia was
engorged beyond belief, pressed hard against the front of my shorts giving
me the most wonder full sensation.
Before leaving me, Karen and Sue asked
me if I was sure I still wanted to go through with this.
I only managed a tiny nod of acknowledgement as I knew my fate was
sealed with my response. With
that they turned and left me to contemplate my decision.
My breath was coming quicker as I stood there.
I had 20 minutes to think about it.
I took a quick drink and slowly walked back to the equipment.
I sat on the cruncher machine thinking about my situation before
stating my cycle. It helped a
little and I was starting to calm down as I noticed several young guys
staring in my direction. I
moved over to some less conspicuous machines but one of them followed and
wanted to start a conversation. I
know he was trying to pick me up but my mind was swimming in my own
thoughts. After a couple of
minutes I think he gave up on getting my number but continued to take in
the view my wet workout suit was providing.
I did part of my regular work out but couldn’t get over the fact
that I was about to walk out of there completely naked with only a towel
to cover me. If this guy thought he had a site now, he should stick around
for a bit.
I looked up at the clock and I think
20 minutes had passed although I wasn’t sure.
I did one more set and walked over to the water fountain again. I just stood there thinking about this dare.
In one way a towel was much larger than any of my bikinis and
probably bigger than this workout outfit.
But a towel just wasn’t made to be worn as clothes.
If it stayed on it may not be that bad but if it didn’t…
I took a deep breath to calm my nerves and hurried to the locker
room before I changed my mind. As
I walked over Terry from the front desk walked in with me asking if I had
a good work out. She glanced
down at my chest giving an approving smile at the site of my clearly
visible breasts.
I looked around for Karen and Sue as I
walked in but didn’t see them. I
figured they must be down one of the other rows.
I sat down thinking that this was my last chance to bail.
With my hand shaking I unlocked my locker and took my bag out.
I then pulled the towel out of my bag staring at it for a second.
I was still staring at the towel when Terry came up from behind me
and startled me. She tried to
start up a conversation just as I got ready to take my top off.
Her timing gave her intent away.
I hesitated hoping she would leave me alone.
Had she only known what I was up to.
A moment later she started talking to the women behind me.
I was sure she was just stalling waiting for me to strip.
I then saw Karen causally walk by give me a one of those what’s
taking you so long looks.
Time had come.
I slowly kicked off my sneakers taking the first little step
towards nudity. Again, I took
a deep breath and forced my fingers under the bottom of my tight top. I
almost expected Terry to ask if I needed any help.
I heard her conversation with the women behind me stutter a bit as
I pulled the skin-tight top over my breasts.
I could feel them literally pop free as the top brushed my
elongated nipples. As it did
I couldn’t help but let out little sigh of excitement and the sensation
sent a bolt of lightning through my nervous system.
The conversation behind me literally stopped mid sentence.
I slowly examined the red marks that the tight top had left trying
to rub them out with my hands.
I carefully placed my top in my bag as
I took some long deep breaths trying to calm my self down a bit.
Terry came back and started talking to me again as she openly
stared at my breasts. I was
feeling more nervous undressing in front of her than in front of most
guys. I was starting to think
that she might take my clothes if Karen didn’t.
I was so horny and knew that I needed to get on with this before I
went nuts.
I stood up
barefoot and topless and looked right into Terry’s eyes and proceed to
introduce myself. I tried to
calm my voice as best I could but the nervous came through anyway.
I tried to maintain eye contact, kind of challenging her to defy
her desire to look at my chest. I
then pushed my thumbs into the waist band of my shorts and pulled them
down while trying to continue the conversation.
I caught a couple of glances and then an obvious sigh from Terry as
I struggled to get my skin tight lycra shorts over my hips.
Enough of
this, I was losing it quickly myself.
I quickly put my shorts in my bag and grabbed my towel saying
good-bye to Terry figuring she wasn’t going to follow me into the
shower. I took one last look
at my bag as I left. The
tiles felt cold against my bare feet. I’ve always been a little self-conscious of my feet since
at 9 and a half they were pretty large.
As I entered
the shower stall I hung my only remaining piece of clothing over the hook.
I turned the water on and looked down at my seriously overloaded
body as I waited for the water to warm up. I
couldn’t believe what I looked like. I still had a faint sheen of
perspiration covering my entire body and every muscle was pumped from my
work out. My nipples were as hard as a rock and at least 1/2 of an inch
long and mound was puffed out exposing my pink inner lips.
My clit was clearly visible sticking out from under its protective
hood. What a site I must have
presented to this woman that probably would have jumped me quicker than my
boyfriend Jim would.
I tried to
relax under the soothing water but it was impossible.
The more I tried to calm myself the more excited I became. I hardly
ever masturbate but I needed to release some of this sexual tension if I
was going to make it through this. I
was thankful that the water was drowning out most of my excitement because
I know I let out an auditable Oh God as I climaxed right there in the
shower.
After my
orgasm subsided a bit I began to feel a little better but still all I
could think of was that all I had to cover myself when I walked out of
this shower was a simple white towel.
For a moment I started to have an anxiety attack and began to panic
at what was about to happen. I
quickly shut off the water, grabbed my towel and ran to the door to the
locker room area but it was already too late.
My bag was gone. I turned back into the shower area when I realized that this
wasn’t the same towel I had when I went in.
Oh My God, while I was in the throngs of passion Karen or Sue had
snuck in and switched towels. This towel barely came down to my ass and
left a wide gap exposing my entire side.
They had tricked me. I
ducked back in the shower to try to regain my composure as my arousal grew
once again.
I finished
washing my hair and tried to think thought through the rest of my plan. I rehearsed my act trying to concentrate on the plan through
my still clouded mind. I had
to act shocked and mad if I was wasn’t going to arouse suspicion.
I didn’t
see Terry when I walked over the first time so I figured she went back to
the front desk. I figured she
would be the one I’d have to report this to.
That would be interesting. I wasn’t sure if her obvious interest
in me might mess up my plan. I
wrapped the towel around my breasts.
Oh My God! The towel
was so small that there was just barely enough material to reach from my
boobs to my ass. I tried to
knot the top just to the side of my right breast but there was only enough
material to make a small tuck.
It wasn’t going to stay on long unless I held it.
Worse yet. My breasts
pushed the towel out from my mid section so far that the towel just seemed
to hang down from my boobs not contacting the front of my body till it
brushed the front of my hips and pussy.
Each brush sent a rush of sensation direct to my core which was
heating up once again. With
my breasts pushing the towel way from my body about a 4 inch gap was left
over my right hip. I turned
around in front of the mirror to make sure my ass was covered.
The bottom of my cheeks were just peaking out from under the towel.
I tried pulling the back down a bit but was afraid that if I pulled
too hard the top would pop off my boobs.
A couple more careful adjustments and that was all I was going to
be able to cover with the small amount of material available.
I tried to
concentrate on my plan as I walked all the time trying to keep the towel
in place. I was
still in the locker room. What
was I going to do when I had to walk to the to the front desk?
I started to
take a deep breath to calm my nerves but was afraid the towel would
explode off my body so I just tried to concentrate on my first line as I
opened the door separating the showers from the lockers.
Luckily there was only one woman in the row where my locker was and
she looked like she had just come in.
I went to my locker and let out a fake cry,
“Where is all my stuff?” The other woman immediately turned to
see what the problem was. In
my best academy award wining acting voice I explained what had happened.
My version anyway. She
sympathized with me but my plan was to just act mad and not accept any
help. I passed back and forth
a couple of times holding the towel and acting like I was looking around
for my bag.
Two other
women came over to see what my problem was.
Each said they had just come in.
I frantically walked around the locker room acting like I was
looking for my stuff but actually trying to get up enough nerve to walk
out the locker room door. After two more nervous passes I said to my self, here goes
nothing and push the door open. The
cool air came up through the gap in the towel reminding me of how exposed
I was. Even in the coolness of the air conditioning I could felt beads of
perspiration forming all over my body.
A light sheen of sweat covered me making me look like I needed
another shower.
I walked
quickly over to the front desk, which was all the way in the front of the
club opposite where the lockers were, desperately holding my towel in
place. I heard a couple of
gasps as I passed the bikes and treadmills.
I didn’t think through my plan completely because the path from
the locker room to the front desk placed the entire club on my right side
which was the same side the that the gap in my towel was on.
It was plainly obvious to everyone in the club that I didn’t have
a stitch on under the towel and I suppose if you were in the right spot
you had an even better view since the towel waved as I walked.
The towel appeared as a mere decoration over my otherwise bare
body. My bare feet squeaked
as I walked across the tile floor which only attracted more attention.
I fought the temptation to run back to the locker room as each step
caused the bottom of the towel to rub against my now throbbing pussy.
Immediately
the two guys at the font desk and Terry turned to see what the commotion
was about. As I approached I
felt the tuck that was holding the top of my towel give way.
Now I knew that the only thing holding it on was my trembling hand.
I was already incredibly turned on but this just moved me to the next
level. Trying to come up with
a coherent though while clenching the towel and holding back an impending
orgasm was almost impossible
I desperately
tried to explain what had happened as the three of them looked on.
I managed to keep my wits just enough to stick with the plan.
My excitement was coming through as I fidgeted around
uncontrollably. As I did, I
noticed all three of them glance at my hand holding the towel.
I was acting like I wasn’t paying any attention to it as I
explained what had happened when in reality I knew that one slip and it
would be on the floor. As I
did I noticed the bulge forming in the guys pants.
The original
plan was to accidentally drop the towel but I chickened fearing a sure
orgasm had I carried through with it.
Terry said she could give me some stuff from the Lost and Found.
I was starting to get rattled by the unforeseen possibilities.
I knew I had to cut this short if I was going to continue.
I simply said, “C_
Can I uh J _
Just Call
my R_ roommate to P_
pick me
uh up.”
Terry offered to take me home which rattled me even further.
I told her I lived close by and my roommate was home.
Of course I didn’t come out that well as I struggled with each
word.
Acting like I
was listing to Terry, I retied the towel right there in front of the whole
club. That provided a real
show probably better than had I let it drop.
I tried to act natural at least as natural as a naked women retying
her towel in public could. I
was losing it fast though and knew I had to get out of there.
My breath was
racing and I could feel the perspiration dripping down between my breasts.
Not thinking any longer I just reacted and I ran for the front door
just wanting to get out of there. I
don’t know what everyone thought and I didn’t care at that point.
I just had to get out of there.
I frantically
looked for Sue’s white Toyota, expecting them to be there waiting but
they were nowhere to be seen. “Shit, Shit, Shit” was all that I was
able to muster. They
couldn’t have been that mean to have left me there with nothing.
I panicked and ran to the back parking lot.
I rounded the corner of the building and almost lost it.
I almost fell as my legs got weak.
I leaned back against a building trying to gather my composure and
hold back my emotions. Still no sign of them anywhere.
I was frantic
and beginning to panic when I saw Sue’s car slowly pull into the lot
breathing a sigh of relief as they pulled up.
Karen opened the window and said, “Nice day for a walk isn’t
it?” I jumped in yelling, “Where the hell did you guys get
to!” Karen said they
thought that I may have changed my mind and went to get a cup of coffee
while they waited. I
yelled back clutching the towel. “How could I change my mind.
You had all of my clothes.”
Sue said, “So how long have you been waiting?”
I yelled back asking what she did with the other towel?
You can’t expect me to wear this one.
“You just did didn’t you.”
was Karen’s response.
I need the towel to sit on at least otherwise Sue’s going to have
a mess to clean up back here. “Gross”
was Karen’s response. Sue
just yelled at her to give me the towel.
She
reluctantly pulled the towel out and handed it to me.
There in the back of Sue’s car I swapped one towel for another
sitting on the first. All
at once I wished we were in and SUV instead of a Toyota.
Surviving the
Gym, I was like a kid who had had too much sugar.
I was still so wound up I don’t know if I was making any sense as
I told them how exciting it was and how close I was to coming when I
thought they had left me there. Sue
shook her head in disbelief saying I was crazy.
Karen just laughed and asked if I had dropped the towel.
I told her that with the towel she had left me I didn’t have to.
Not much of me was covered anyway.
I told them I was hanging on the edge the whole time and then when
they weren’t there, I almost lost it.
I couldn’t believe what had just happened.
As
we drove home I started to calm down a bit but riding in the back seat of
a car wearing just a towel kept my emotions going the whole way.
I tied to crouch down to keep out of site as best I could.
I wasn’t to worried because from the outside it probably just
looked like I was wearing a sleeveless top or something.
To
be continued
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you enjoyed it.
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Carrie
Carrie1@MailAndNews.com