Tommy’s automatic garage door started to open.  Rachel instinctually started running.  Frantically, she searched for a place to hide.  She started toward some hedges in the neighbor’s yard, but stopped short.  Those pointy leaves would brutalize her skin; especially with her most sensitive areas unprotected.

Tommy’s garage door was now open and she heard a car door followed by the engine starting.  There was a gate open across the street leading into a backyard, but she knew there was no way she could make it across barefoot in time.  How could she explain it if he caught her naked in the middle of the road outside his house?  What kind of pervert would he think she was?

The only option left was a sapling in the neighbor’s front yard, only 20 feet tall with few branches and a skinny trunk.  She had no choice.  She ran over to it just as Tommy’s car pulled out of the garage.  It was mostly wishful thinking for her to believe she could hide behind that tree.  She stood as close as she could to the trunk and covered her face with her hands.

Of course, anyone looking over there would only see a naked girl losing a battle to stay hidden.  With nothing but her face covered, she looked like a 4 year old playing hide and seek.  Her curves spilled out on both sides of the tree.

“Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God.  This isn’t happening.”  Her knees felt week and she started to tremble.  She peeked out between a fork in the trunk to see Tommy in the driver’s seat pulling down his driveway.  He seemed to be looking down adjusting his radio.  But she knew there was no way he wouldn’t see her as he drove past.

He was seconds away from seeing his dream girl completely naked.  Time slowed as she imagined what would happen.  What would he do?  Would she get arrested?  She could see the headline on the evening news: “Local teenager makes naked sex romp through neighborhood.  Footage at 10:00”.

Then something miraculous happened.  Tommy, the typical teen driver, pulled right into the street without even looking up.  She watched in silence as his car turned away from her and sped off.  She had survived what she thought was her worst nightmare.  Little did she know what nightmares lay ahead for her.

Rachel collapsed on the mulch under the tree, unable to stay upright.  Her heart was still pounding.  If she wasn’t in such great physical shape she might have had a heart attack by now, she thought.  She assessed her body.  She couldn’t tell if the cold sweat all over her body was from almost being caught or from being outside in this heat.  Speaking of heat, she noticed the warmth radiating from between her legs and knew she couldn’t ignore it much longer.  Sweat was mixing with the wetness coming from the folds of her pussy lips and practically dripping on the ground.  The thought of what just happened only added to her arousal.

It had been building for a long time and she knew the ache in her pussy could not be ignored forever.  It didn’t matter if she was sitting in a stranger’s yard or in her own bed at home, she had to have release.  She took one more look around then slipped her right hand out of her glove.

She closed her eyes and released the will over her hand.  It automatically slid down between her legs.

She let out a loud gasp as her fingers reached their first stop on the journey.  Her outer lips were engorged and swollen.  The nerve endings sent shocks of pleasure through her body as she massaged them.  She could tell it was going to be a short session as the familiar passion quickly rose within her.

Her lips were lubricated and aching to be opened.  As her probing fingers slipped further into her pussy an image formed in her mind.  She was back where it had all begun that morning, in the hall outside Eric’s bedroom completely nude.  Except this time she didn’t chicken out.

She pushed open the door and marched to Eric’s bed.  She pulled off his sheets as he woke up.  Immediately a look of lust formed on his face and the bulge in his boxers grew even bigger.  As she bent down to kiss him, her hand reached out to feel the throbbing mass between his legs.  He met her advances with one of his own.  He reached up and as soon as their lips met, his hand caught one of her breasts hanging over him and he started kneading it…

At this point, Rachel’s other gloved hand had reached up to cup her breasts.  The alien feeling of the synthetic material added to the illusion that it was someone else’s hand pushing her arousal to the limit.  The fingers between her legs easily slid to their favorite spot and settled on the little bundle of nerves called her clitoris.  She felt like she had been struck by lightning.  The jolt ran up her body and created a blinding flash behind her eyes causing her to open them.

She was still in the moment and her vision was blurry.  Her hands didn’t stop their motion and her breathing was mixed with little grunts.  Her body was already on course for an explosive release.  It would be nearly impossible to stop now.  As her vision cleared, she saw two people on bicycles about a block away.  At first it didn’t register, she was so focused on the task at hand.

But then the bikes started coming up the street toward her.  The riders looked younger than Rachel, probably neighborhood boys out exploring their territory.  Despite her body’s urging to continue, she had to try and take control of her senses.

The first attempt failed.  She was so far gone, her hand just refused to change course.  By now it was on a steady stroke and determined to finish the job.  But with tremendous effort, she pulled her hand away whimpering the whole time.  Her pussy twitched with anguish.  The boys were only half a block away.  She stood up leaning against the tree for support and pulled her glove back on.

After a deep breath, she took one step and almost fell over.  Her body was fighting her.  It was like she was some mindless, sex-crazed creature even though she was still a virgin.  She fought back and resumed her walk home just as the boys rode up to her.  She didn’t have time to assess the situation.  She didn’t even want to think of the lewd view she was giving them.  Even without looking, she could feel her pussy lips still open in anticipation of what never came.  She should have known the first thing out of their mouth but it still struck her like a punch to the gut.

“Why are you naked?” one of the boys asked.

“I’m not naked.  This is a swimsuit.”  She tried to sound convincing.

The boy turned to his friend, “it doesn’t look like a swimsuit to me”.

“Yeah”, the other boy said, “I can see her boobies.”

Whatever blood was not still between her legs rose into a blush.

“My mom calls the naked girls that dad watches downtown ‘sluts’.  Are you a slut?” one boy asked.

The other one interrupted, “No.  Your mom calls them ‘sluts’ but your dad calls them ‘strippers’.”  Then he proudly turned to Rachel, “You’re not a slut, you’re a stripper aren’t you?”

Rachel saw they were just kids asking innocent questions.  But to the impressionable teenage girl, the question felt like an accusation.  Did these new sexual feelings make her a slut?

“I am not a stripper.  And…and I’m not a ssssslut.”  She faltered at the words coming from her mouth. “and it’s not nice to call girls that.” She added in an offended voice, hoping it would drive them away.  She resumed walking but they kept pace, riding in circles near her.  This was the most interesting thing going on in their neighborhood right now.  Why would they go anywhere else?

They followed her for another block without saying anything except to giggle to each other every time she bounced across a hot driveway.  Rachel was annoyed, but had to shift her attention.  She was quickly approaching Eric’s house.  As it came into view, a mixture of fear and relief filled her.

She turned to the boys and said “well, bye”.  Apparently those were the magic words.  Just like that the boys turned and rode back up the street.  She angled through the yard and headed behind Eric’s house.  She picked an approach that would not be visible from his window.  The pool started to come into view.  It looked so inviting out there in the hot sun.  For a moment, she considered taking a skinny dip before going inside.  It would feel so nice to cool off after her grueling naked trek.  But then she decided against it.  She was feeling quite fatigued.  A cold shower and a nice nap would do her a lot of good.

This was it.  The moment of truth.  She took one last look down at her ‘suit’.  As embarrassing as this whole adventure had been, she couldn’t quite say she regretted it.  She was sure her self confidence would grow as a result.  How could she feel ashamed in anything she wore after this?  On that high note, She strode to the sliding glass door.  Part of her hoped Eric would be in there.  She might even give him a little look before she ran upstairs.  Sort of a way to tease him back.  If he saw what he was missing, maybe he would think twice about all that teasing.  She made up her mind as she reached for the door.  She was going to use her body to teach Eric a lesson.

Unfortunately, she never got the chance…TO BE CONTINUED