Author: Alexander
Title: Celestine Naked in San Francisco
Part: 4
Summary: Celestine wants more.  She wants to be naked in broad
daylight.
Keywords: F, Fsolo, mast, exhib, public, real

That night had been really great.  It was the first time I had
been out that hadn't been completely over-the-top intense, and
when I got home that night I was immediately ready to go out for
more.  As I drove home from work the next day, I thought about
how I had only been out at night.  That one morning it had been
light, but it was early.  It was early last night too, only 9PM,
but still, that's getting to be a time when people were going in
for the night, and it had been dark.  I knew that what I _really_
wanted to do was to walk down the street in broad daylight,
encountering people, having them looking at me, being the center
of attention.  I decided I would go out earlier tonight, while it
was still light.  When I got home I threw off my work clothes and
put on my naked rain coat and flip flops.  It was only 6PM.  That
was too early, the city was still busy with people coming home
from work.  But I was all ready to go.  I decided just to go out,
I could drive around for a while, see what I found.

As soon as I got in my car I unbuttoned my coat and opened it a
little.  When I looked down I could see the inside of my breasts,
and my belly button, then the dumb strap of the seatbelt, then
below that my bare pussy.  As I sat in my car it was broad
daylight, the traffic on Divisadero was really heavy, and I was
all but naked.  It turned me on to look down and see myself like
that, but it was still secret, even people walking by wouldn't
have been able to see anything.

I looked up and down the sidewalk next to the car.  No one was
coming, and the cars were stopped at a light.  I decided I should
start off right, and took off my coat and threw it in the back
seat.  Now I was a completely naked girl in my car in the middle
of broad daylight.  I pulled out onto Divisadero, then turned
West on McAllister to get off the busy street.  As soon as I
pulled out I was scared, because there were actually people all
around.  I even had to stop at the corner for a second while
someone finished crossing the street, but they were already past.
 Then I sped around the corner and up the hill, right past the
bus stop there on the corner.  People were waiting, but I went
fast so I don't think anyone saw me.  (That is a trick of going
naked--somehow in my mind a fast naked person is less visible
than a slow naked person!  Just like as I said before, a
purposeful naked person is less visible than a timid naked
person.)

I didn't like that my coat was in the car.  I really should be
leaving the apartment naked.  I didn't know where I should go.  I
turned north on Broderick, and went past the corner where I had
been the first night, and remembered to myself, as I always will,
"I stood naked on that corner and touched my clit."  I went up
Broderick to the top of the Pacific Heights hill, where the huge
houses are.  In this neighborhood there's never traffic, so I
didn't even worry about the fact I was completely naked.  I ended
up at Broadway and Lyon, and discovered this amazing stairway. 
It's really wide, like 10 or 20 feet, and it goes all the way
down the hill, two full blocks--a LONG way.  If you've never been
to San Francisco, it really does have the most insanely steep
streets in the world.  It looked like this hill was too steep for
a road, so they put stairs instead.  I parked right at the top of
the stairs, with my side against the curb.  This neighborhood is
really quiet.  Every house is enormous.  The size of a school. 
Each house is 1/2 or 1 block long.  There were no cars, no
pedestrians.  I opened the door and stood up, protecting myself
with the door as I looked around again to make sure no one could
see me.  It was still broad daylight.  I lightly closed the door.
 I looked for my reflection in the door window but in the
daylight I couldn't see myself.

I looked around one more time, then walked across the sidewalk to
the edge of the stairs.  I was hundreds of feet above the bottom
of the hill, I could see all the way down.  And when I looked
straight out, I could see the beautiful blue water of the Bay,
Alcatraz and Angel Island in the distance, a big freighter
sliding by toward the Golden Gate Bridge.  Unfortunately the
bridge itself was behind the trees of the Presidio to my left. 
To my right was an enormous house that went half way down the
block.  The stairway was beautiful, manicured grass on either
side, and half way down a landing with some benches.  I looked
around again, still no one.  I looked at all the windows of the
giant house.  I knew there was no way I could know if anyone was
watching me there.  I looked out at the Bay again and felt so
wonderful.  I was standing there, my legs apart, completely
naked, literally on top of the world, in the middle of the day. 
I felt so powerful.  I wished someone would walk by so I could
watch them look at me furtively, not knowing what to do.  It
gives me such a feeling of power!

I started down the steps.  Once I had gone down about a dozen
steps, my head was below the level of the street above, and I was
still a hundred feet about the street below.  The woods of the
Presidio were to my left, and only that one big house to my
right.  I was completely safe, completely naked.  No one could
see me, and yet I was completely in the open.  I jogged down the
steps at a leisurely pace, pretending I was completely at ease,
imagining/wishing I really could do this all the time.

I reached the landing, it was like a little piazza with benches
and a statue.  I sat down on one of the benches and looked up and
down the stairs, and again at the big house.  I spread my legs
open and could feel my pussy open to the world.  I looked over my
shoulder up the hill one more time and moved my hand to my clit.
I kept looking up the hill watching to see if someone would
appear while I touched my clit with my fingers.  I couldn't
decide what to do.  This seemed like such a fantastic
opportunity.  I decided I had to if I could.  I moved my fingers
between my lips.  I was not feeling very much but I decided I
wanted to masturbate there.  My pussy was starting to get a
little wet, so I put my fingers in to wet them, and began sliding
them over my clit.  It felt really good.  I looked up again but
there was still no one.  I told myself not to look up the hill
again until I finished, so I turned to look out at the bay again.
 Knowing someone could be coming up behind me I started to get
excited.  The more I thought about it the more urgently I had to
turn around to see if anyone was coming.  But the more I wanted
to turn around the more I forced myself not to turn around, until
my face was burning with anticipation of the person approaching.
I felt the tingling in my legs and knew I was about to come.  I
leaned back and stared out over the rooftops at the water and I
came, naked, in broad daylight, 100 yards from my car.  It felt
so fucking good!

But I quickly turned then, but there was still no one.  Had
someone been watching me out the window?  My plan had been to go
all the way to the bottom of the stairs, but I had done enough. 
I discovered that it is much easier to go down stairs than up
them.  Suddenly I was a long way from my car!  I walked up the
stairs as quickly as I could.  My ass was facing down the stairs
then.  That was really hot.  I wished someone was down there to
look up at me.  I was nearing the top, and slowed down to enjoy
the last few steps.  I walked slowly up the last few steps as my
head cleared the street level.  There was still no one around,
and I jumped quickly to my car and climbed in.  I was breathing
rapidly again, my heart pounding.  I had to come back and finish
the stairs sometime soon.  I thought about driving around some
more, but decided to just go home.  I headed down Broadway toward
Divisadero, and as I crossed Broderick a cop turned from
Divisadero onto Broadway toward me!  I felt an enormous flush of
adrenaline.  I was still completely naked, and I was only a block
from him.  I couldn't turn around, grab my coat, anything.  I
sank down into my chair so hopefully my shoulders weren't
visible.  I dared not even glance at him as I went by.  I watched
him in the rear view mirror turn back down the hill on Broderick.
 When he was out of sight I floored it!  I raced down Divisadero
all the way to California.  As I approached the red light I was
going to grab my coat when I stopped, but when I did stop I
thought, I'm only a few blocks from home.  I pulled my coat into
the front seat next to me, but didn't put it on until I was
parked next to my apartment.

Love,


Celestine

alexander@nudeinsf.com


  
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