Chapter Thirty-Two
By the middle of the summer Elizabeth had saved enough money to visit her college roommate Marie in her hometown of San Francisco. Elizabeth was very eager for the trip, not only to see Marie, but also to visit San Francisco for the first time. She had long admired the culture of the city, the diverse population, and of course, the city’s liberal attitude towards sexual mores like public nudity.
She had planned to visit Marie during the Bay to Breakers run. Bay to Breakers was a run that generally also attracted a large festival atmosphere, and every year several participants ran in various states of undress, sometimes with no clothes at all. Elizabeth wasn’t quite certain if she was up for being completely naked, but she was determined to run with Marie and show off her exhibitionist tendencies somehow.
Elizabeth arrived at the airport and as she went through the Transportation Security Administration checkpoint, she chuckled to herself how funny it would be if she completely disrobed just to show security she wasn’t carrying any weapons or bombs.
She boarded her plane for the long flight to San Francisco. After flipping through a magazine, she soon became bored and her mind began to wander. She thought about how fun Marie had been as a friend and she recollected some of their past nude experiences. Elizabeth began to get very excited at the prospect of running the Bay to Breakers topless – maybe even naked! Dare she?
All this daydreaming was starting to make Elizabeth quite aroused. She excused herself and walked to the back of the plane to the lavatory. Once inside, she splashed some water on her face to calm herself down. She looked at herself in the mirror and noticed that the top few buttons on her dress were extremely loose. It only turned her on even more. She felt like tearing off her clothes and running down the aisle of the airplane. But she wouldn’t dare do that! Airplane security was way too tight to try a stupid stunt like that.
However, Elizabeth was very eager to get naked. At least should could relieve some urges in the lavatory. She quickly unbuttoned her dress and slid it off. She unfastened her bra, and slid off her panties. She was now completely naked in an airplane restroom. Her hand grazed her navel before moving down towards her vagina. But it wasn’t enough. Elizabeth had to push her boundaries.
She slowly inched the lavatory door open to peek outside and see if anyone else was waiting to use it. There was no one around. Elizabeth peeked her head out. It was a larger flight, and not a full one.
Many of the back few rows were empty. The few passengers near the back were either asleep, or watching a movie. Elizabeth could see a flight attendant at the opposite end of the aisle, but she was busy handing out complementary beverages. Elizabeth’s heart was pounding in her chest. Her juices were flowing down her leg. She took a deep breath and opened the door.
She could feel the cold rush of the air conditioning against her naked body as she stepped out of the lavatory completely naked. Her heart nearly exploded in nervous energy. Although she was only there for a few seconds, it seemed like she was there for an hour. Elizabeth quickly jumped back in the lavatory and closed the door.
Smiling, she began furiously masturbating at the thought of being completely naked in an airplane cabin. No one had seen her, but just the thought that she could have been caught, that she was naked around all these strangers, was extremely arousing.
Elizabeth quickly climaxed, but it only made her hungrier for more. Her appetite for public thrills was becoming voracious.
She again cracked the lavatory door open and again saw no one around. The back few rows of seats were still unoccupied. Elizabeth tossed her panties and bra in the trash and grabbed her dress in her hand. She looked up to make sure no one was looking in the rear of the plane, and in one quick move, she dashed into the seat in the back row.
Elizabeth was dripping wet with excitement. She had really gone too far, but there was no turning back now. At least now she could see if anyone was coming and could quickly put her dress back on to cover up. Her fingers began to work on her body again, filling Elizabeth with sexual ecstasy. She began twisting her nipples and arching her back against the back of the seat. At one point, she even stood up far enough so that anyone looking back could see she was topless. She imagined that she was the flight attendant, walking down the aisle, serving people drinks completely nude.
Again, she climaxed, and she collapsed on the seat in exhaustion. Just then, she heard a click. It was the other lavatory door opening! Elizabeth fumbled with her dress, but in her confused state following the orgasm, she was finding it difficult to put it on in time. Elizabeth looked up to see a large man walk by her, not even looking down at her naked body sprawled out on the airplane seat. She then smelled a hideous aroma and realized why he had been in there for so long. She quickly dressed and returned to her seat.
She enjoyed the feeling of wearing nothing but her thin sundress the rest of the trip. Elizabeth happily dozed off, replaying her adventure in the back of the plane over and over again, and dreaming of seeing Marie.
When Elizabeth awoke, she was in San Francisco. There to greet her at the airport was her old friend Marie.
“You look fantastic! Its so great to see you!” exclaimed Elizabeth.
“I am so glad you came out! We’re going to have such a great time!” said Marie with a hug.
Marie took Elizabeth out to dinner at a café in an artsy section of San Francisco. Elizabeth marveled at the beautiful architecture and public art. They enjoyed their dinner and caught each other up on their summers. Elizabeth told Marie about her job at the bar and how she had served a guy in the nude. She told her about the cleaning lady and her streak through an affluent neighborhood. Marie was howling in laughter at Elizabeth’s stories.
“Well it doesn’t sound like you’ve slowed down a bit this summer,” laughed Marie. “I hope you are prepared to take that same exhibitionist streak to the Bay to Breakers.”
“I don’t know,” said Elizabeth. “Its one thing to be naked for a couple guys in a bar or to streak past some surprised onlookers. But I don’t know if I can be completely naked in public in front of a crowd of thousands. What would they think?”
“Have you forgotten where you are?” asked Marie. “This is San Francisco, the most liberal city in America. You can go walk through this café completely naked and no one would bat an eye. I can’t believe you of all people would suddenly get modest in San Francisco!”
“Well, we’ll see how I feel when we get there,” smiled Elizabeth.
The two girls finished their meals and enjoyed a few drinks afterwards as they laughed the night away. It soon got late and Marie suggested they call it a night. Elizabeth excused herself to use the ladies room while Marie picked up the tab.
A bit tipsy from the wine, Elizabeth splashed cold water on her face. It reminded her of her escapade in the airplane. The wine was causing blood to surge throughout her body and again she got aroused recounting the experience. Marie’s words echoed in Elizabeth’s head – “You can go walk through this café completely naked and no one would bat an eye!” Would they? Elizabeth had to find out!
She quickly unbuttoned her sundress and slipped it off her shoulders. She was completely naked. Elizabeth cracked the bathroom door opened and saw Marie preparing to leave their table. Now was Elizabeth’s chance!
Elizabeth confidently strode from the bathroom to the front of the café completely naked. It took a second or two for anyone to notice or comprehend what was going on, but as soon as they realized a gorgeous naked woman was walking past, many erupted in smiles or hoots. Elizabeth smiled as she saw Marie bursting with laughter.
“I think a few people may have batted an eye,” laughed a naked Elizabeth. “Let’s get out of here before we really get in trouble!”
Marie and Elizabeth quickly ran out the front door as a few café guests began to applaud. Elizabeth threw the dress back on as she walked out into the San Francisco night.
“I think this town is going to bring out the worst in me!”
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