[Exhibitionist] Elizabeth the Exhibitionist

[santalind]

Originally Posted by Droid

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[KarlMalone]

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!”

[KarlMalone]

Chapter Thirty-Three

The next afternoon, Marie took Elizabeth to the beach on a rare sweltering San Francisco day. They visited Baker Beach, a gorgeous beach within view of Golden Gate Bridge. The girls spread out their blankets and Elizabeth began to strip down to her bathing suit. She sat down and smiled as she felt the warm rays of the sun on her skin.

She casually looked over at Marie and nearly doubled over. Marie was completely naked.

“What on earth are you doing?” blurted Elizabeth.

“When did you get prudish all of a sudden?” laughed Marie. “This is the nude part of the beach. Don’t you want to work on your tanlines before we run naked in front of thousands of people?”

Elizabeth was now an old pro at being naked in public, but she was still caught off guard when Marie surprised her like that! She was a bit hesitant about getting naked in unfamiliar surroundings. Was it really a nude beach? She knew people in San Francisco were laid back, but she still worried what people would think. And she didn’t have the benefit of alcohol, her liquid courage from last night.

Elizabeth reached behind her back and slowly untied her top.

“Come on, quit being such a sissy and strip!” mocked Marie as she pulled Elizabeth’s top off. Elizabeth instinctively covered herself in embarrassment.

“Don’t rush me!” she laughed as she threw a sandal at Marie. She began to pull at her bottoms, but she was still a bit nervous. Just then, two very attractive men appeared from around the bend, walking a dog. Elizabeth covered her breasts with her arm and tried to play it cool. One of the men smiled at her and nodded. Elizabeth turned red with embarrassment.

“Oh god,” groaned Marie. “He’s gay Elizabeth! All the cute ones here are! Now off with the bottoms!”

Marie pulled off Elizabeth’s bottoms as Elizabeth shrieked in laughter.

“No, no, don’t!” laughed Elizabeth in mock resistance.

Soon, both girls were completely naked, taking in the sun. It only took a few minutes for Elizabeth to once again feel completely at ease being naked in public. She wondered why she still resisted at all.

“I’m getting overheated,” announced Marie. “I’m going to take a quick dip.”

“I’ll join you in a sec,” replied Elizabeth. “Just gotta get an even tan on this side.”

Elizabeth watched Marie dash off into the ocean. She forgot what an incredible body Marie had. She chuckled as she recounted Marie stripping her. She wanted to get even with Marie. She smiled as she grabbed Marie and Elizabeth’s clothes and buried them in some sand nearby.

Elizabeth dashed off to join her friend in the ocean. The water was freezing but invigorating. Elizabeth could see the Golden Gate in the distance. Here she was, completely naked in front of one of the nation’s most prominent landmarks. She thought back at her mother’s photographs from her youth.

The two girls ran back to their beach towels and prepared to leave.

“Where are our clothes?” asked Marie.

“I don’t know, where did you leave them?” asked Elizabeth.

“Right here. They should be right here!” replied Marie.

“Marie, did someone steal our clothes?” asked Elizabeth, trying her best not to crack a smile.

“Oh my god, if our clothes got stolen….what are we going to do?” asked Marie with a sense of panic in her voice.

Elizabeth began to howl in laughter.

“You should see the look on your face,” laughed Elizabeth as she dug out the clothes.

“Not funny,” replied Marie with a slight smile on her face. “You may have won this round Elizabeth, but you’ll get yours,” she laughed.


The next day was Bay to Breakers. Elizabeth was overwhelmed at the number of people at the event. There were all sorts – gay, straight, men, women, white, black, serious marathon runners, people that were just there to drink and party. She still wasn’t certain she could go through with being naked in front of a crowd this large, even if it was socially acceptable.

“I don’t see anyone naked here,” said Elizabeth nervously. “Are we going to be the only ones?”

“Relax, the people that are naked don’t disrobe until just before the race. We’ll be fine!”

The two girls registered and prepared for the run. All Elizabeth could see were serious runners – completely dressed.

“Time to disrobe!” announced Marie as she began to strip off her clothes.

“I’m not sure I can do this,” replied Elizabeth.

“Elizabeth, all of these people are complete strangers who will never see you again! Besides, no one will even recognize you in this,” said Marie as she handed Elizabeth some sunglasses and a headscarf. “I’m not going to have our faces floating around the internet associated with our hot nude bodies! We’re going undercover!”

Elizabeth laughed and looked at her naked friend. Just then she saw another pair of women milling about topless. Elizabeth felt relieved and began stripping off her clothes as well. Once she was naked she donned the sunglasses and headscarf and stuffed her clothes in her backpack.

Elizabeth looked around and she saw more runners dressed in provocative costumes or even in various states of undress. Most of the naked people were men, but she saw a few women topless and even another naked woman. Marie and Elizabeth were garnering some attention, but most people were pretty respectful.

The race began and Elizabeth reveled in the experience of running naked through San Francisco with her best friend in front of thousands of people. She was amused with the antics of some of the runners and found herself having a wonderful time. She was pleasantly surprised when she saw a pair of young women handing out bottles of water to runners – completely naked!

“Well, this is San Francisco!” laughed Elizabeth.

Elizabeth and Marie both crossed the finish line and hugged.

“I’m so glad you did this with me!” smiled Marie.

“This was a once-in-a-lifetime experience! I’m so glad I did it!” replied Elizabeth.

The two girls milled about a bit naked, making friends with other naked people, and making a few heads turn.

“I’m going to grab us something to drink,” said Marie. “Hold my bag for me.”

Elizabeth smiled as she took in the scene. Just then, a man dressed in nothing but hot pink leather shorts and fairy wings hugged her.

“Well aren’t you the belle of the ball!” he laughed. “I may be gay, but I can appreciate a naked woman! I proclaim you Prom Queen of Bay to Breakers!”

He waved his magic wand and tossed some “fairy dust” on Elizabeth as she took a curtsey and smiled at his antics. As he left, she bent over to try to shake the “fairy dust” out of her hair.

“Where are our bags?” asked Marie as she returned.

“Oh, they’re right…..here?” Elizabeth looked to where she had set the bags when she shook her hair, but there was nothing there. She began to panic.

“Elizabeth, it wasn’t that funny the first time, and its really not funny this time,” lectured Marie. “Where are the bags?”

“I’m totally serious, I left them right there,” said Elizabeth. Just then a police officer walked by.

“Party’s over ladies,” he told them. “You need to get dressed and either head home or make your way to a blocked-off drinking area. You can’t stay here.”

Elizabeth really began to panic. “Marie, I totally don’t know what happened. I swear I just left the bags right there, and now they’re gone.”

“Elizabeth, I am going to kill you. But first, we need to find some clothes.”

The two girls began going around, asking total strangers if they could borrow a shirt, pants, anything, even a bag to wear.

“Well look at you girlfriend!” said a tall gentleman wearing only a suit jacket and some shorts. “You came undressed for the occasion!”

“I’m really sorry to trouble you, but I’ve misplaced my clothes. Do you have anything I could wear? Anything at all?”

“Well sure,” replied the man as he took off his jacket. “Anything to help a damsel in distress.”

“Thank you so much!” smiled Elizabeth as she covered herself with the jacket. It was just long enough to cover her pubic area.

When Elizabeth found Marie, she found her wearing a few newspapers taped together and nothing else.

“I am not taking the bus back like this,” frowned Marie. “We’re going to have to walk back.”

The girls began to make their way back to Marie’s house. As Elizabeth walked, the jacket bobbed so that she was exposing herself with every step. Still, she was glad she had it. Marie was struggling to keep the newspapers together.

They made their way without too much incident. Most people didn’t even notice, and those that did just figured the girls had too much to drink at Bay to Breakers. It was San Francisco after all. They were only a few blocks away when Elizabeth felt a tug on her jacket. She could feel the jacket begin to separate. Soon it was just strips of fabric, barely covering her at all.

“Oh my god, what just happened?” cried a shocked Elizabeth, clutching the strips of fabric to her bare chest.

“I don’t know,” replied Marie, clutching at her newspapers. “I guess it was an old jacket and just fell apart. We have only a few blocks to go. Maybe we should just make a naked run for it?”

Elizabeth looked at the pieces of fabric in her hand. They were not protecting her modesty at all. At least if she just ran naked, she would get home faster and end the humiliation sooner.

“Okay, on the count of three. One….two…..three!”

The two girls took off racing, completely naked as they had done at Bay to Breakers. Only now, they weren’t protected by the other runners. They passed by a homeless man who couldn’t believe his eyes, and a young delivery boy who nearly dropped his order of Chinese food as he watched the two girls streak past. Elizabeth was humiliated of course, but a piece of her was also a bit aroused at the thought of running naked through the streets of San Francisco and shocking people who had probably seen everything in this town!

They finally got to Marie’s house safe and sound, gasping for breath and rummaging for clothes to wear. Elizabeth was putting on some pants when she heard Marie howling in laughter.

“I got you good this time Elizabeth!”

“What? What are you talking about?”

“I set this whole thing up. The lost bag. The jacket falling apart. The streak. I had to get you back!”

“What?1?!?”

“I had my friends Tony and Kai help me. Tony was the fairy that distracted you while Kai took your bags. Kai was the guy that gave you the jacket. It’s a jacket I rigged to fall apart when I tugged on it. You should have seen your face when that jacket fell apart!” shrieked Marie in a fit of laughter.

Elizabeth was furious. “You mean I ran naked through the streets humiliated because of a prank?!?!”

“Did you enjoy it?”

Elizabeth stopped for a second and thought back at the way the cool air felt on her naked skin, how the delivery boy looked at her with astonishment as she ran by him completely naked, how the humiliation of having to run without clothes turned her on. The thought of it was starting to arouse her once again. Perhaps Marie had done her a favor.

"But you only had newspapers to wear. Why did you lose your clothes too?" asked Elizabeth.

"Well I didn't want you to have all the fun," smiled Marie mischievously.

“You know me too well,” said Elizabeth as she shook her head and smiled.

“Well, you really got to experience a once-in-a-lifetime experience! Hope you enjoyed your trip to San Francisco,” smiled Marie.

“I did,” replied Elizabeth. “I most certainly did.”

[KarlMalone]

Chapter Thirty-Four

Elizabeth returned to college that fall, more confident than ever. She enjoyed that Marie was becoming a kindred spirit and a confidante in her nude adventures. Elizabeth felt more sure of herself, and less doubt that her nudity should be suppressed. If anything, her nudity was giving her more opportunities and making her a better person.

Elizabeth was excited about the sociology class she was taking that fall. It was a very popular class among students and Elizabeth had long been interested in social norms and why societies behave like they do. She was particularly interested in how nudity had become such a taboo in most cultures.

As she settled into the packed lecture hall, Elizabeth saw a young, dynamic professor full of confidence at the front of the room.

“I’m Professor Warner. Welcome to Sociology 235,” he began. “You’ll find this class may be a bit different than your other classes. It is unconventional, because what we study here is the unconventional.”

The professor directed his gaze at Elizabeth. She smiled faintly. He would not avert his gaze. He stared at her, slowly walking toward her and Elizabeth began to squirm at the uncomfortable feeling of his staring at her.

“In this classroom, you fill find me and your colleagues pushing the bounds of social norms,” he continued until his face was mere inches from Elizabeth. He was a handsome man, with an attractive musk about him, but Elizabeth was still very uncomfortable at having him so close to her. Was he crazy? Had she done something wrong?

“What is your name, young lady?”

“Er….Elizabeth….”

“Do you feel uncomfortable right now?

“Yes.”

“Am I invading your personal space?”

“I suppose so.”

“This is what I am talking about,” announced the professor as he turned back to the class. “Why are we so uncomfortable when a stranger stares at us for a length of time? Why do we squirm when they invade our personal space? There are reasons for some of our social norms – while others have been institutionalized from long ago based on superstition or policies that have no application today. We will pick apart these social norms, challenge them, then try to re-construct them.”

He smiled back at Elizabeth, “Thank you for being our guinea pig on the first day Elizabeth. I am sorry to have invaded your personal space.”

“In this classroom, you will all be allowed, encouraged, and even required to reject a social norm. I want you all to feel as if this is a ‘social norm-free zone.’ If there is a social norm you feel is outdated or obsolete, feel free to leave that social norm at the door. I only ask that you follow the Golden Rule – ‘do not unto others as they would do unto you.’ In other words, just don’t be a jerk!”

Just then, Elizabeth heard a loud fart from a few rows back. The classroom erupted in laughter.

“Yes, that’s just what I mean,” smiled Professor Warner. “Crude, but effective I suppose.”

After a full lecture, Elizabeth left the classroom excited about the prospect of learning more about social norms. And it might be fun rejecting a social norm or two. Maybe she would walk backwards, or give everyone she met a kiss on the cheek, or maybe even act like a child for class. She was looking forward to her “social norm-free zone.”

Later that night, Elizabeth grabbed her sociology readings and her laundry and went down to the apartment laundry room. After putting her colored clothes in the wash, she began her readings. It was a challenging, academic reading, but interesting nonetheless.

Elizabeth moved her colored clothes to the dryer and began putting her whites in the wash. She began to think more about social norms and how silly and even inconvenient some of them were. For example, she needed to wash the clothes she was wearing. But since it was taboo to be naked, she couldn’t just put the clothes she was wearing in the wash and sit there stark naked.

Or could she?

All this talk of breaking social norms was making Elizabeth even more confident about public nudity. Nudity was a social norm - and a silly one at that. Why couldn’t she just be naked?

“Back to the real world,” thought Elizabeth. While breaking social norms was fine in the friendly confines of her professor’s “social norm-free zone”, nudity still had ramifications in the real world. People didn’t tolerate nudity.

Still, who would find out? It was late. No one was around. And even if someone walked in, maybe this would be a good time to see if Elizabeth really was up for breaking social norms.

Elizabeth looked down at the pile of crumpled whites in the washing machine. She slowly pulled off the dirty t-shirt she was wearing and threw it on the pile. She slid off her sweat pants and tossed them in as well. It was taboo for a woman to be in just her bra and underwear in public. Maybe she should only go this far.

Elizabeth closed the lid and turned on the washing machine. She felt very conflicted. Her stomach was twisting in knots.

“Oh what the hell,” she thought as she unclasped the bra, slid off her panties, and tossed them in the washing machine. She chuckled to herself and ran her hands across her naked body. It felt great to be naked once again.

She settled back into her seat and resumed her reading, smug with the satisfaction of being such a social norm rebel. She was halfway through the next chapter when the door swung open and a handsome young man walked through the door with a load of laundry.

“Shit,” muttered Elizabeth as she did her best to use her sociology book to cover herself.

The guy looked over at her and did a double take. Elizabeth tried to bury herself in her reading. She was now humiliated and furious with herself that she had allowed herself to be so reckless again. The guy tried to play it cool and went to the opposite end of the room to do his laundry.

Elizabeth hoped her load would soon be done so she could get her clothes back and get out of there. She tried to regain her composure and get back to her reading, hoping to take her mind off her humiliation. After reading another paragraph on social norms, Elizabeth got back to thinking about how she was breaking social norms. And what was so wrong about that? The guy obviously didn’t mind too much. In fact, he probably enjoyed it. He wasn’t going to call the cops or anything. The only downside was the humiliation Elizabeth was suffering, and that was all self-inflicted. Why should she be humiliated? She had a fantastic body. Why not enjoy the experience.

She put the book down and took a deep breath. She got up and walked over towards the guy. She grazed her fingers against her naked hips and acted as casually as she could. She pretended to read the bulletin board, but she could feel his gaze staring at her naked body. It was arousing her immensely.

“Do you always do your laundry like this?” he finally asked.

“No,” smiled Elizabeth. “Just thought I’d clean everything today.”

“Wow, no one is ever going to believe me when I tell them about this,” laughed the guy as he shook his head.

Elizabeth walked back to her side of the room and poked her head out the door. It was dark outside, but the apartment complex parking lot provided light. Elizabeth decided to see how far she was willing to break social norms. She walked up a path towards the front of the apartment complex, making sure to stay close to the wall, in the shadows. Her heart was now beating a mile a minute.

She stood with her back against the brick wall of the building and the feeling of cold brick against her bare skin gave her goosebumps. It was late on a weeknight, so the street was empty. Elizabeth spotted a street light shimmering just in front of the complex. She took a deep breath and ran towards the halo of light. She was standing in what looked like a spotlight, just for her - the naked girl. After just a second or two, she quickly dashed back to the shadows.

The feeling of excitement was so arousing at this point, Elizabeth began pinching her nipples and rubbing her body. She began to masturbate. It was not enough. She had to be back in the spotlight.

She looked around to see if any cars were coming. There was nary a sound. She ran back to the streetlight and stood with her back against the cold metal pole, thrusting her fingers inside herself. The orgasmic feeling was making her knees weak, so she slid down until she was sitting bare-assed on the cold ground, working her fingers in and out. She could not believe she was being so bold. She looked up at the bright light of the streetlight, and she imagined herself back on stage at the play she had performed in, masturbating for the audience. She quickly climaxed in an intense orgasm.

Elizabeth regained her senses and began to walk back towards the laundry room. She had certainly pushed some social norms tonight! She walked in the door just in time to see the handsome young guy pulling his pants back up.

“Oh my god,” he stammered as he zipped up and ran out of the room in embarrassment.

Elizabeth laughed at catching the guy pleasuring himself, presumably to the thought of her naked body. Seeing her clothes were done, she quickly gathered them up, dressed, and walked back to her apartment.

She was beginning to like being “social norm-free.”

[KarlMalone]

Chapter Thirty-Five

Elizabeth pumped her legs on the stationary bike, humming along to her Ipod and flipping through her sociology reading. The dull light of the student recreation center flickered as Elizabeth finished her workout. After working up a good sweat, she went down the hallway to re-hydrate with some water.

It was a Friday night, a night usually reserved for parties and going out, but Elizabeth was behind in her studies and needed to catch up on her schoolwork and her physical work out. So she had decided to kill two birds with one stone, even if it meant sacrificing a Friday night.

Elizabeth went to the vending machine and purchased a bottle of water. The center would be closing in half an hour. Elizabeth decided it was probably time for her to wrap up and head home. She cooled down with some water and mopped sweat off her brow. That workout had really made her sweat! Her sports bra felt so sticky and her t-shirt clung to her wet skin. She would have felt much more comfortable being naked.

Elizabeth giggled. By this point, she knew that any time she even thought about getting naked in public, it was going to happen. Why even fight it?

Being a weekend night, the recreation center was quite empty. There was one student working the front desk. She had seen two guys in the weight room. One girl on a treadmill. That was about it.

Elizabeth pulled the sticky t-shirt off. She was still in her sports bra, certainly not a shocking sight in a gym. She decided she was going to have some fun. She took her bottle of water and poured some of the cold liquid onto her chest. The cold startled her and her nipples became so hard they stuck out visibly through the sports bra.

Elizabeth walked back down the hallway and into the weight room where the two weightlifters were taking a break.

“Excuse me,” she asked innocently. “Do you know where I could find some towels?”

She smiled as the two weightlifters quickly fixated on her near-visible nipples.

“Uh, yea. They’re over there,” pointed one of the weightlifters, hardly taking his eyes off her chest.

“Thanks,” smiled Elizabeth as she walked over and grabbed a towel.

As Elizabeth walked back into the hallway, her body shivered with delight at the attention she had garnered. But simply showing off her body wasn’t enough. She wanted to be naked.

She went back into the stationary bike room, which was completely deserted. Elizabeth hardly hesitated as she pulled the sports bra off over her head. She teased her nipples, still hard from before. Her hand slipped down her pants and she began to stroke her soft mound. She was growing more and more aroused.

With one motion, Elizabeth slipped her sweatpants and panties down, leaving her completely naked. She stepped out of her shoes and stood in the stationary bike room nude. She twisted her nipples even more.

Elizabeth sat down onto one of the bikes and began to pedal. As she pedaled, her clit would brush against the seat of the bike, giving her a tingle. She began to pedal faster and faster, the tingling building up and up into a warm feeling spreading across her body. Sweat began pouring down her face. Elizabeth began to furiously massage her own breasts, the sweat lubricating her body. This was quite a workout!

Just then the door opened, and the girl from the treadmill looked up to see a naked girl having an orgasm on the stationary bike!

“Oh my god!” she exclaimed as she turned and ran, horrified.

Elizabeth didn’t care. She was close to climaxing. She jumped off the bike and grabbed the water bottle. She needed it inside her. She lay on the ground of the gym with her legs spread, thrusting the water bottle in and out. The feeling was enormous. She raised her legs into the air, imagining both weightlifters were pumping her right there on the gym floor. She orgasmed.

“Ohhhhhh fuck!” she squealed in delight.

Elizabeth sighed in contentment as she opened her eyes to see the pimply-faced freshman who sat at the front desk.

“Uh, I’m going to have to ask you to leave. You can’t be naked in here,” he mumbled meekly.

“No problem,” smiled Elizabeth confidently as she stood back up, naked before him. “I think I’m done here.”

“Uh, and could you wipe down the seat?” he asked.


Elizabeth was in good spirits when she walked into Sociology class on Monday morning. She was caught up on all her readings, and she was still living off the high from her Friday night exposure. Plus, she was really starting to like her sociology class and looked forward to each lecture.

That day, the professor had given the students the assignment of breaking one social norm for class. Elizabeth looked around and saw a few students in pajamas. That really wasn’t extraordinary for college. One student was walking backwards – Elizabeth had considered doing that but it just seemed silly. Elizabeth had considered perhaps giving everyone she met a kiss on the cheek – but she saw a girl already doing that. Elizabeth racked her brain to think of something else she could do that was not socially acceptable.

“Let’s begin class,” announced Professor Warner. Elizabeth was developing a mad crush on him. Not only was he dashingly handsome, but he clearly commanded the material well and had a great intellect.

“I see some of you are already exploring the boundaries of social acceptability,” he continued. “That is wonderful. By the end of class, I want each of you to have violated some social norm, then your assignment will be to write about it.”

Just then a male student farted.

“Yes,” continued the Professor as the class erupted in laughter. “I should have expected that once again. Well that will give you something to write about.”

He turned and looked at Elizabeth.

“Others of you should explore your social boundaries so you have something to write about as well.”

Elizabeth melted as he smiled. Now the pressure was on. She couldn’t let him down. She had to think of something extraordinary to write about!

He began his lecture and Elizabeth tried to brainstorm things she could do to push social boundaries. Walk on her hands? No, that was stupid and she didn’t even know how. Stand on her desk? For a whole hour? Nothing good was coming to mind.

An hour quickly passed and soon it was time for a break before class resumed. Elizabeth rushed to the restroom to splash some water on her face and try to come up with a way to push social boundaries.

She turned on the spigot, only to have water splash all over her.

“Darn faucet!” she thought as she grabbed a paper towel and tried to dry off her wet blouse. She looked at herself in the mirror with the semi-soaked blouse and thought back to her experience at the recreation center. She had loved it when those weightlifters had been transfixed on her hard nipples. Elizabeth quickly removed her bra from underneath her blouse. The blouse was not that tight, so you could hardly see her nipples, even though the blouse was wet. Would this be enough for the assignment?

Elizabeth walked back to the lecture hall, hoping to garner some attention. Unfortunately, it seemed all the other students were too fixated on their own assignments to notice her. She looked down at her chest and the blouse had already dried quite a bit. Elizabeth didn’t seem to be pushing any social boundaries at all.

“Alright, let’s resume where we left off,” continued Professor Warner. “I do hope you’ve all had a chance to violate a social norm during class.”

Elizabeth was now panicking a bit. She really wanted to impress Professor Warner, and her stupid attempt to have a wet t-shirt contest during class had failed. She thought again about the recreation center. Her body became flush when she thought about her erotic ride on the stationary bike. Thinking about her sweaty naked body in public like that was getting her hot. She loosened a button on her blouse. Wait…could she dare….in class?

She undid the next button. Her skin was on fire. She unbuttoned a third button. Her blouse was now open past her breasts. Her breathing quickened. She quickly undid the next two buttons. Still, no one had noticed, but her blouse was now nearly open. She undid the last button, leaving a thin strip of bare flesh up her chest.

She had gone this far, could she go farther? Would Professor Warner be impressed? Or mortified? How would her classmates react?

Elizabeth slipped off her shoes. She took a deep breath. Still, no one was noticing her striptease. She unbuttoned her jeans. Oh god, she wasn’t really going to go through with this was she?

She looked across the room and noticed one guy had taken attention of her stripping and looked to be in disbelief. Elizabeth thought about the pimply-faced freshman at the recreation center. Elizabeth had enjoyed giving him a show. It was showtime again.

Elizabeth slipped her thumbs into her underpants, and in one motion slid her jeans and panties past her knees and to the ground. This began to attract attention from surrounding classmates and soon most of the lecture hall was staring at a half-naked Elizabeth. The seat was now cold on her bare bottom and the air conditioning of the lecture hall gave her goosebumps up and down her naked flesh. She slid the open blouse off her shoulders and tossed all of her clothes into her backpack.

The class began to stir with a few students gasping in utter amazement. Elizabeth heard “oh my god” and even “what a sl*t.” This was a terrible idea. The professor had meant violating stupid little norms like farting. Not full frontal nudity.

Professor Warner turned to see what all the fuss was about and looked quite surprised when he saw a bare naked student sitting in his lecture hall.

“Well, um…..this….is a first,” he mumbled, trying to regain his composure.

Elizabeth was now mortified, and the silky white bare flesh of her naked body was now in stark contrast to the bright red embarrassment of her face.

“What is your name, young lady?” asked the Professor.

“Elizabeth.”

“Yes, well Elizabeth,” he continued turning to the class, “has bravely demonstrated one of the sillier social norms we practice every day – the wearing of clothes.”

“You see,” he continued, “On days like this, when it is unseasonably hot outside, I still feel the need to wear this stuffy tweed jacket, this ugly tie, and these out-of-date trousers. Wouldn’t we all be more comfortable wearing – well, whatever we wear in the comfort of our own homes? Or even nothing at all?”

The class murmured a bit and Elizabeth began to feel better about her nudity.

“Elizabeth has truly violated a social norm today,” he smiled. “The rest of you may have done something silly, but what she did was truly provocative, daring, and thought-provoking. I look forward to reading your essay Elizabeth.”

Elizabeth smiled and sat back up in her chair, confident in her nudity. Just then a male student stood up, removed his shirt, shorts and underpants to the applause of the entire lecture hall.

“Eh, yes. It appears you have inspired others Elizabeth,” laughed the professor.

Elizabeth sat naked in class for the remainder of the hour, enjoying every second of Professor Warner glancing every now and then at her naked body. Having him see her this way was turning her on, let alone the fact that everyone could see her this way. She so wished she could just masturbate right there and then. Now that would be violating a social norm!

Class ended much too quickly, and Elizabeth began to dress. Professor Warner quickly approached her.

“I just wanted to say thank you for taking such a bold move. I was having trouble illustrating exactly what I meant with social norms, but you gave us a perfect example. I applaud your courage.”

He blushed. He was so cute when he blushed!

“I really do look forward to your paper. You have a tremendous amount of talent. And I hope you get the chance to show off your talents in this class. Er….so to speak.”

Elizabeth laughed at his slip of the tongue. She was going to take every opportunity to show her talents.

[Fango]

Originally Posted by KarlMalone

Chapter Thirty-Five

Hey Karl, where is this pic from?

https://forum.oneclickchicks.com/atta...d=126552 2035

Thanks

Fango

[therealmoec]

can't get enough of this series. thank you

[KarlMalone]

Originally Posted by fango44

Hey Karl, where is this pic from?

https://forum.oneclickchicks.com/atta...d=126552 2035

Thanks

Fango

Look closely at this pic:

https://forum.oneclickchicks.com/show...&postcount=275

[wendiego]

Great story Karl, and I was happily surprised to see you used a couple of the pics I posted a while back. Glad they could be used in the series. Keep up the good work.

But seeing those pics got me thinking. I wonder if you write a story based on a picture or do you write the story then find a pic? I also wonder if there is a thread where we can post a pic and have people write a story about it?

[KarlMalone]

Originally Posted by wendiego

Great story Karl, and I was happily surprised to see you used a couple of the pics I posted a while back. Glad they could be used in the series. Keep up the good work.

But seeing those pics got me thinking. I wonder if you write a story based on a picture or do you write the story then find a pic? I also wonder if there is a thread where we can post a pic and have people write a story about it?

I wrote many of the chapters first, but there is no doubt that some of the pics have inspired stories.

Your idea is actually a terrific one! Maybe start a thread and let's see who can come up with some good stories!