[Jappio]

Nikki’s Night
Part 2

By Jappio

As I ran forward, I fully noticed the fact I was also running towards a street light. It got brighter and brighter around me, like I was running into a spot light!

That’s when I made the mistake of looking down. It’s like I was walking along a rickety bridge. You’re fine until you look down. Yet in that moment I was able to see my body illuminated in the artificial light shining down from above. I was able to see how I didn’t have a scrap of material hiding anything!

I moaned in frustration. I couldn’t believe I was so dumb. One of my arms wrapped around my breasts, and my other hand wedged itself between my legs. I felt like I had to hide my body! I couldn’t just leave it expose like that in public! Modesty and embarrassment flooded in for a few moments. I knew then that I was indeed pushing many boundaries with how far I hid my key. Like I said, you can never tell what it’ll be like until you’re actually naked!

So I made it to the other side and onto the sidewalk. I ran past the corner of the first building. Along my one side I could see my reflection in the windows, a young woman running naked along the sidewalk trying in vain or hide her nudity with her arms.

On my other side I could see the road. It was barren of any cars to hide behind or anything. Behind me and in front of me I could see the road stretch far. Although no cars were driving along it at that time, I knew they could be. Many cars drive down this road every day, and if they were there now they’d all see me running naked in public!

I quickly stepped up onto the few steps that led to my goal. It was a small indent in the building. Now to my immediate sides I was covered. I could still easily be seen from the road in front of me, but I was at least hidden from half a block away from me in both directions, and that was safer than being under the street light!

I rested against one of the walls, my bare butt pressed to the rough brick. I felt so drained, and I wasn’t even half way there yet.

The feeling of brick against my bare back and butt was very jarring too. There are so many things to feel when naked that mean so much more. It was no longer cool night air; it was also brick wall, which I assume not everyone has felt on naked skin. Sure you’ve probably touched a brick though, but ever to something sensitive like a bare bottom?

Then as I breathed, my elbow bumped the door to my side, made mostly of smooth glass. I couldn’t see well into the darkened building, and saw more of my own reflection on it. I could see me hardly able to stand fully, a naked profile of my body, my hands gripping naughty locations and keeping them from sight.

Speaking of grip, oh my god! I didn’t think I’d be, but I was very turned on! I didn’t mean to when I covered up, but I was actually doing more than conserving modesty now. I don’t know when it started, but I had moved my arm over my chest so a hand could caress my left breast. I even moaned a little, the touch feeling great.

Realizing this, the hand between my legs wiggled a little. I was still wet, possibly even about ready to start dripping by this point. The little bit of wiggling felt good, and I did it some more.

I was outside naked, but I was so turned on. Now if someone saw, they’d see me more than sneaking around naked in public. I was actually pleasuring myself. I knew it was risky, but for awhile I couldn’t stop myself. More and more I did it, and more and more it felt good.

I was able to remind myself that I wasn’t even half done yet. If I stopped and masturbated now, it’d be bad. My arousal was helping me brave this adventure. I’ve been overcome by arousal before, and it always results in panic afterwards.

I managed to look around the corner of the alcove, and looked down the street. It would be over half a block until I’d be at the end of this block. Then I planned to take a right and take a slight detour. Heading down a street like this didn’t seem wise. If I took a turn there though, I’d pass by the library, a few residential houses, and I could turn towards the part of town where my key was. It beat having to streak without cover towards what would be Main Street.

Having my plan set, I’d run down the street, cross the street, take a right, cross the street, and keep going till I’d have cover.

I purposefully gave each of my breasts a bit of a rub. Beyond the great feeling it gave, I hoped it would psyche me up. My plan would leave me exposed for quite some time, if a car started to drive my way, I’d have nowhere to hide possibly. I’d be seen naked.

Coast was clear, no signs of anyone. The town was still quiet. So I ran, I ran from the alcove and down the street.

My emotions can be such a roller coaster during these adventures. You have your first big scare a lot of times. Then after it has passed, the adrenaline, arousal, and the feeling that you’re invisible settles in. You then start to take some stupid risks.

Running down along the side of the street was already pretty crazy. Yet there were no cars yet, so I thought it would be safe enough if I started to step to my side, and onto the street itself! I kept doing this till I was in the center. I told myself it was just to cross, a little challenge to myself. Yet I didn’t leave right away. I stayed in the middle until I made it to the intersection!

My feet kept carrying me fast, but I wasn’t really even trying to stay hidden now. It was like I had to just expose myself even more.

I began to slow down. I was under a light again, as I started to turn. I wasn’t exactly in the middle of the intersection, but I could see down each street. This town really seems to just turn dead at night. Maybe if there were more parties and activities, I wouldn’t be so compelled to play these crazy games with myself.

I had stopped moving for a few second. I was too absorbed in the idea that I was naked in such a normally busy spot. Even did a slow spin on the spot, exposing myself in each direction. My heart hadn’t slowed down a single moment the whole time I’d been outside.

I then ‘walked’ to my right, down my designated path. I approached the sidewalk, and nonchalantly took a few steps. I was feeling pretty confident, so of course the world picked that time to have the sounds of car echo through my ears!

I couldn’t tell where it was at first. I stupidly just stood where I was and looked around. I didn’t see anything. I tried to focus, and it sounded like was coming north, which is the direction I had been heading before. It was coming from where I would have been if I hadn’t taken a turn onto this side road!

I quickly rushed to the area behind the building on my left. It would guard me from the street I used to be on, and hopefully the approaching car. As soon as I was behind it though, I crouched down to my knees and looked around the corner towards the street I’d come from.

The noise of the car got louder and louder, and soon I could see its headlights from the side as it stopped at the intersection. It could take a left and drive right past me! Yet in no time it started to speed forward and down towards my apartment! I didn’t get a look at the drive or anything, but thankfully they didn’t see me kneeling naked behind some public business!

I laughed to myself. Had they been driving a bit faster, they’d probably have been able to drive right past me when I was in the alcove, or just first turning here, or even exiting my apartment! I had gotten away with it though. As much as the event scared me, it was proof that not many people were about really. Any other time of day and it might be a struggle to get a chance to even cross the street safely! If I could make it down a busy street like that naked without detection, my key was as good as mine!

My knees were a little sore from the rough ground. I stood up, brushing them off. The close call did little to cool the fire in me, and I again touched my body in a few spots to ‘verify’ how aroused I was.

I got back to the sidewalk, not even able to hear the car that had passed anymore. I saw that I was just a couple of feet from the library, and I began to walk down the sidewalk.

I looked to my left and right. On my left was the library. I actually had thought of getting naked in that very same building before, but I never managed to work up the courage for that yet. Sadly no easy way to ‘lock myself out’ in a library I figured. To my right was a park. I’d gotten naked there, but never while locked out. I wasn’t a stranger to hiding my clothes behind a bush and walking around a little.

I was tempted to re-cross the street to get to the park, but I’d been there before. Yet the library intrigued me. I wouldn’t be able to get in, but I could step onto the empty parking lot.

So as if I’d already decided on it, I turned left and walked into the parking lot. It was a small one, but it still felt very open. To one side were the backs of businesses along the road. The other side had a few trees and a small stream.

I wasn’t at all hidden really. The busier road couldn’t see me, but the road that ran between the park and library wasn’t exactly an unused road. It led into a residential area, and who knows who might be arriving home from some late night party or work shift.

Yet still I walked to the center of the lot. I looked back around my shoulder and thought about how my butt was completely exposed to the road. I giggled a little actually.

I then turned around slowly, arms at my side. I faced my bare front side to the road. I looked around, and I knew I was quite naked. The street light over at the corner of the intersection was even enough to make sure I wasn’t completely hidden in darkness.

I then decided I couldn’t spend all night there. I was naked and exposed and vulnerable. Those thoughts didn’t get my feet moving though, so I did the next best thing, make a game of it.

I’d give myself a challenge, some type of goal to complete. Then I’d be able to leave.

So I took my hands, and placed them behind my head. “10 seconds,” I said out loud. I then began to quietly speak out, “1, 2, 3…”

My body was exposed. I was naked out in the night air, and nothing hid my body. I had bare breasts, naked hips, nude thighs, and exposed pussy. My legs were even spread about shoulder width. My hands were useless clasped behind my head.

“4, 5, 6…” I said, slowly and breathlessly. My body actually almost ached. It was like I was so naked that I had to fix it! Or maybe it was more so that I was so aroused I wanted touch? So nervous that maybe I needed to feel less nervous with any form of security? I wasn’t sure, but I couldn’t get enough of it honestly.

“7, 8, 9…” I was almost to the end, and it felt like it took forever, but I didn’t want it to end. I told myself that’s all I’d do, but as I said, “10” I wasn’t walking away yet.

I stayed standing, my arms easing away from the back of my head. They came down to in front of me, and out habit gave each breast a squeeze. It felt so good. I did the same to my thighs, and I knew I wanted to touch myself.

“Just a little, and then I leave,” I told myself, my hands cupping my breasts. I massaged each mound slowly, just barely muttering to myself that it would be for 10 seconds.

My counting this time had a lot of pauses. Subtle little gasps and near-moans came out between each number. I didn’t really want to reach the number ten.

I eventually said “ten”, and started to rub my sides, hips, stomach, and ribs. My hands didn’t want to stop, but I tried my best to keep them from my nipples now. I had to stop, I just had to.

I was on a high though. I was still naked in the middle of that open spot, and I so loved it. I even swear I heard myself drip onto the pavement! I was so wet, moisture running down my thighs. Maybe I’m exaggerating a little, but it really felt like I was dripping wet!

So I again muttered something about 10 seconds, and my hands were between my legs in no time!

My legs grew weak as I touched myself there. It all felt so good. I thought about how I stripped naked in my house, down to just my shoes and socks. How I was aroused and wanted to be naked outside.

My touching got faster, my fingers running along my wetness. I thought how it felt to be locked out, to sneak out of my building, and how I’d have to sneak through town naked.

I couldn’t help but touch my pulsating love button. I nearly cried out as I touched it. I had to ease myself to the ground. Counting was long lost. I settled into a positing where I was lying on my back, butt on the pavement, knees up, and my legs spread.

I thought about how I was there, lying naked in the middle of the parking lot. How I was so exposed and naked and what I was doing. I was pleasuring myself, and I couldn’t stop.

I quickly went over the edge and in a few more moments I orgasmed. I couldn’t help it, I knew I shouldn’t, but I’d been so worked up!

So I moaned through that ordeal, and for a few moments I kept my eyes closed. I just laid on the ground, still exposed and my hand still slowly rubbing my lips. I wasn’t on the brink any longer, but I was still a little aroused even after that.

Yet I regained some will power. I knew it was a mistake. Suddenly I was feeling more embarrassed. I had just given into my desires in a public place like that. It’d have been horrible if someone had seen me then!

I stood up, my legs still shaky, and started to slowly walk down towards the houses down the street so I could get to my key!

My body still felt very alive. It didn’t want to move much, but it sure did enjoy what had just happened. I felt so much more naked and vulnerable. Some of my buzz had worn out, and I now felt quite naked and trapped out there.

Without even thinking about it, I wrapped my arms around my chest. I cradled my puffy mounds and hid them from the world. Nights like this are always such a rollercoaster. One second you’re feeling like a thrill seeker, looking for danger. Then in a few brief moments you feel naked and vulnerable. It’s always a cycle too, one leads into the other.

I walked down the sidewalk, looking to the park to my right and the houses ahead of me. Even though it was late at night, nearby street lamps kept things fairly lit. It wasn’t easy to see much detail, but I think my pale exposed skin would stick out. It seemed my night wasn’t close to being complete yet.