Karen Naked in School (Part 2) - Sexgeschichten

Karen Naked in School (Part 2)

... looking at me eagerly.

I looked around again, then removed my shoes and socks. I faced the guys and pulled my shirt over my head, then slid my pants down and off. I took off my bra, then removed my underpants, and stood naked in front of them.

Jeff picked them up. "We'll keep these for you until you're done with your next game," he said.

"All right," I agreed tensely. "What do you think I should do?"

"You could go for a walk until you're at least 6 blocks from your clothes," Jeff suggested.

"Like you were going to do before, but now you'd actually have to do it."

I blushed. "Okay, that's one idea. I guess it's kind of the default, if we don't come up with anything else."

"You could go streaking down Main Street," Rick suggested. "You'd thrill a lot of people!"

"How about if I thrill a few less people?" I hedged uncomfortably.

"What are you thinking of?" Jeff asked.

I looked out from behind the trees to the rest of the park. "I could run around the edge of the park, naked," I said, trembling nervously.

"You'll have to go all the way around," Rick said, grinning. "Or you don't get your clothes back."

I nodded.

"It's not even streaking. You wear shoes when streaking," Jeff said. "All right, if you do that, I'll agree to give you your clothes back." He chuckled. "Go ahead when you're ready, Karen!"

I gulped. I could have said I wanted shoes! But I was committed. I looked out at the park, and took a deep breath, then dashed out to the ...

... fence at the edge of the park and started running.

I'd picked the direction with less people, and didn't see anyone for the first 50 yards or so. I ran past the front entrance, where I saw a group of young teenagers; 13 and 14 year olds. They laughed and clapped as I went past, and followed behind me. I felt nervous, but soon realized they weren't bothering me, just following along to watch.

I continued along the fence. I couldn't run; there were roots and stones and branches, and it was painful to step on them or trip on them. I moved along as quickly as I could, though.

I hesitated before passing a middle-aged woman who was walking along the path, but the teenagers were still behind me. "Good evening!" she said, smiling cheerfully when she saw me. "Hi!" I said, blushing, and continued past.

A young married couple were pushing a stroller in the opposite direction from me. The guy stood and stared at me until his wife elbowed him, then they both moved to the side and I continued past them nervously. They didn't talk to me, which I didn't mind.

I walked past a few other people going in both directions along the path. A pair of older guys were polite. "Good evening, Miss," one of them said. "Nice time for a walk," the other added. "It's a pleasant night," I agreed, then hurriedly continued past them. A younger guy by himself whistled as I went past him. When I glanced back, I saw he had joined the teenagers and was following me. I blushed and continued on.

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