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Rovas High School was known for its swim team. If someone managed to join it, to meet its high standards, they would go on to win medals on international stages. Britney, a new member to the swim team, had safely made the cut, but she was still concerned about her lap time. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't her personal best, and despite the coach assuring her that it was fine, she was determined to be the best she could be, so she decided to stay behind after school ended, when everyone left and she could have the school pool all to herself. That's precisely what she needed, since she wanted to try out a swimming technique that definitely required her to be alone: skinny dipping, to swim without clothes and prevent water resistance as much as possible. It was an embarrassing plan, but she was willing to do anything to improve her performance.
Britney waited for everyone to leave before stripping out of her clothes in the locker room. She was a stylish girl, wearing a fingerless yellow glove with a white cuff on one hand, to compliment the rest of her attire. She wore a blue top with short dark blue sleeves connected to a black strap with a white flower and gray ribbons in the center. Her shirt itself was kept up with thin straps over her shoulders, and featured half of a yin & yang symbol in dark blue, and a dark blue pattern along the hem of her shirt, which was intentionally made with an odd angle, as it showed off the left half of her waist and hip. The rest of her attire consisted of white pants that left her shins uncovered, held up with a black and yellow-patterned belt, that featured a gray/blue flower on the side, a pearl necklace around her neck, and yellow slipper-shoes on her feet.
With her clothes neatly folded and set aside, Britney was fully nude in the women's locker room. She was a fit and feminine girl, boasting a generous chest and hips, with a slim figure gained through frequent swimming. Her eyes were as blue as the sea, and her long black hair matching its depths. Her pulse quickened as she stepped out of the locker room, so much so that she forgot her towel on the bench. "This better work..." She whimpered, feeling exposed and vulnerable, even in the confines of the pool. No one else was in the school, but it was still embarrassing.
Approaching the pool, she focused solely on getting in to swim, and tried desperately to ignore the fact that she was doing so completely naked. Once she got in and began to do laps, Britney felt at peace. The school swimsuit was very formfitting anyway, so this wasn't entirely too different. She swam from end to end, mentally keeping pace as she gracefully performed her breaststrokes. The swimmer felt faster, more free, and she attributed it to the naked swimming method she discovered.
After a half an hour, Britney pulled herself out of the pool and sat on the ledge, letting her legs hang in the water. She leaned back and propped herself up with her arms behind her. The girl heaved a sigh of satisfaction, pleased with her time. She forgot her phone in her clothes, so she couldn't use an actual timer, but she was skilled enough to be able to mentally time herself. When the satisfaction of getting a better time wore off, she was acutely aware that she was spreading her arms and legs, exposing herself, though there was no one to see. Even so, she quickly scrambled to her feet and used one arm to cover her chest, and the other hand to cover her privates. The black-haired swimmer looked around, searching for her towel, only to remember that she completely forgot to bring it with her. Cursing herself for forgetting something so simple, she carefully, yet quickly, made her way back to the locker room.
Britney's heart stopped cold in her chest, aided by the chill she felt on her wet, naked body that made her nipples hard and erect as pebbles. "Where are my clothes?" She squeezed. They weren't on the bench. Looking below it, she found her shoes, but her clothes, towel and phone were nowhere to be seen. She grabbed her shoes in one hand and searched around for her missing clothes and towel. If she couldn't find her own, then she would borrow someone else's and simply return it tomorrow. The blue-eyed girl panicked, and just as quickly halted when she heard sounds. Ducking behind a locker, she quickly put on her shoes as she heard someone else enter.
Another student remained behind, apparently to help clean. Another girl, one with a bad reputation, had apparently taken Britney's belongings by mistake. The girl remained still, praying that such a girl didn't find her. The swimmer's heartbeat drummed in her ears, and an odd rush of excitement hit her. After what felt like forever, the delinquent left, and a quick glance saw that she returned Britney's cellphone. The swimmer quickly retrieved it, and much to her dread, her clothes were still missing. The delinquent was on clean-up duty, and 'abandoned' clothes were put in a hamper, one Britney wouldn't be able to reach without running into that girl or one of her friends. Looking at her phone, Britney knew that her options were limited, her family wasn't home, nor were they available to pick her up, so her only option was to risk it, run home completely naked, and hope no one saw her.
Britney's heart raced in her chest as she quietly made her way out of school. Her eyes darted around as she hid behind a pillar. She was mostly dry now, and she felt oddly warm. The blue-eyed girl planned a different route to return home, since her normal route required sidewalks and streets, crowded places where anyone could see her completely naked. The nude girl was forced to take back ways and alleys, careful to avoid people and cameras. She also tried to ignore the bounce and jiggle of her chest and the sway of her hips as she moved, an obvious feast for the eyes of anyone who managed to see her.
Britney felt winded as she made her way through an alley next to her school. She didn't have much of a break after her swimming, but but it was more to do with her unintended public nudity. Her heart pounded, her pulse raced, and she was barely jogging through the filthy alley. Her house was only a few blocks away, but it might as well have been in another country. She stopped for a moment and leaned against a wall to take a deep, calming breath. The dark-haired girl shuddered when she felt her bare ass press against it, so she positioned herself, only allowing a part of her back to touch the surface, but that only put her in a more embarrassing position, almost presenting her nude body for someone to see.
From around the corner, two people were moving a large and heavy box along the sidewalk, and pedestrians were giving them a wide berth. Britney was quick to notice this, and feeling like the desperate girl she was, she quickly made her move, and walked beside them, covered by the wall and the box. The movers were looking in the opposite direction, and their peripheral vision was obscured by the box. The swimmer felt trapped, unable to walk or run faster than the movers. She used her arms to cover herself, but it didn't help her situation much. Thought suddenly hit her like a stack of bricks: what if they stopped for some reason? The girl felt pure dread, and something else she had trouble comprehending, as she reached the next alleyway that would give her a clear shot back home. It was good timing, because her phone went off with a text notification.
Britney dashed away as fast as she could as the movers looked around for the sound. The alley wasn't as desolate as the others, given the bench and a few vending machines present at the beginning of it, something she was quick to duck behind so the movers wouldn't see her. She checked her phone, annoyed at the person texting her at such a time. It was her mother, asking her how her swim training went. Britney hastily replied that it went well, but she's studying right now, ending the conversation. Before she could step out of her new hiding place, she heard people approach.
A guy and two of his friends were carrying on a conversation as one of them used a vending machine. Thankfully, they used the first one, and Britney pressed herself against the fourth one in the row, outside of their view. Her back, legs, and ass were pressed against the cold medal, which only made her more nervous. She didn't dare to move, scared of catching their attention. The swimmer mentally begged them to leave so she could continue on her way. Her breath was ragged, and she trembled on the spot. Still, a feeling coursed through her body, one she didn't want to explore at that time. Before her phone could expose her, she set it to silent mode, just as the group of friends left in the opposite direction.
Britney let out an exasperated sigh and bent over, propping herself up with her hands on her knees. "So close..." She whispered. The blue-eyed girl stood up and took a couple of steps forward, only to stop and rub her butt. It was cold, almost numb now, thanks to the machine. "Come on, keep going. You're almost there." She psyched herself up and continued on her way at a brisk pace. She felt oddly wet, but by now, she should have dried from the pool. It was something else she would have to figure out once she got home.
There was a fork in the alley, and nearing a corner, Britney heard a lot more people coming. Of course, it was still after school on a Friday, and people wanted to live it up. Britney searched around and located a new hiding place, a small gap between a scaffolding and the wall. The swimmer quickly darted to her hiding place, and trembled as the sterile plastic of the scaffolding brushed against her chest. She felt sensitive, almost aroused, but that couldn't be. Britney was a studious girl, not some loose woman who was aroused by the idea of people seeing her naked in public. As the group passed her, Britney shivered, hoping they would walk faster, though the rush of strangers being so close to her, as her nude body was pressed against things, was becoming difficult to ignore.
After the group passed, Britney slowly made her way out of the gap, maybe a bit too slowly as her sensitive and trembling body rubbed against the wall and plastic. The last leg of her journey was to cut through a park. Thankfully, there were plenty of trees and bushes en route, so she would have plenty of cover. Peering around the corner, Britney made sure the coast was clear before she dashed forward and hid behind an old tree. She winced as her chest rubbed against the rough bark while she leaned against it to check for other people. There were only a few park goers around, but she simply had to check in the opposite direction, so she turned around and pressed her ass against the tree as she continued to look around. It was necessary for her mission, after all.
The park felt cooler than the alleys, and the scent of nature surrounded her. A nearby dog barked, startling Britney as she was out in the open. The girl quickly dove into a large patch of bushes, and found a hollow area, free of any sticks that might poke her. She took a few moments to breathe, resting on her hands and knees. The bushes were thick enough to conceal her presence from anyone not looking close enough. For a moment, she thought it might be a nice idea to simply rest there, on the grass, completely naked, but her more rational mind fought that idea off, as oddly tempting as it was, and she poked her head through the bushes. Seeing that the coast was clear, she ran out and made brief pit stops behind trees and smaller park staff buildings as she left the park.
Britney's house was right across the street. Crouched down, hiding between two park vans, the swimmer tried to think of a good way to get there without being seen. She felt warmer now, almost sweating, and it felt oddly nice, like a swim meet. As luck would have it, a large bang was heard nearby. A car was backfiring, drawing attention to it in her opposite direction. Using that as a starting gun, Britney dashed across the street and ran around her house, trying desperately to ignore her bouncing, sensitive breasts. She quickly looked over to her neighbor's house, and seeing their cars gone, she felt safe knowing they weren't home.
There was always a spare key hidden at the back of the house, a false bottom of a potted plant, and someone needed to move it a certain way like a pad lock to even get to it. Britney knew the method, but she was still distracted, standing on bent knee, exposed even while home, she felt unbearably warm despite it being a cool day. A click was heard, and Britney retrieved the key. She set the pot aside and made her way into the safety and security of her home.
Once inside, Britney went to the fridge and downed a bottle of her water. She felt too warm, and her throat of parched from fear. The cool air from the fridge made her shiver, and a strange thought occurred to her: despite being home, she wasn't immediately racing to her room to get clothes on. Heaving a sigh, she felt her strength leave her, and she collapsed onto the couch. The adrenaline finally wore off, and she was exhausted, that's why she wasn't in her room to get dressed.
"I can't believe I did that." She lamented her situation. After a few moments of replaying every moment in her mind, the blue-eyed girl looked over her body, noting some dirt on her knees, and some sweat, but she saw between her legs, how wet she was. Curious, she cautiously touched her pussy, and felt a jolt of pleasure shoot through her. "Mmm~!" She tried to stifle her voice. She was aroused. "There is no way I liked that. No way." The swimmer told herself. Rather, she tried to convince herself. "I .... am not an exhibitionist." She pressed, losing an argument against herself.
Her hand wandered back to her wet, hot pussy. She rubbed herself, softly moaning all the while. Her body quivered as she pleasured herself, her other hand moving to her chest, groping her supple breast and teasing her stiff nipple. She moaned louder, imagining herself back outside, completely naked and vulnerable. Her current situation was no different, she was masturbating in her living room. Her parents could be back at any moment, and see her sitting on the couch, doing something that really should be done in her own room, with the music turned on. Both thoughts were exciting, as she fully embraced a new side to herself: she was an exhibitionist, and she needed more.
Britney wasn't a quick shot by any means, but running around nude had already lit the flames of desire, so it didn't take her long to climax. Soiling the couch and floor in her honey would normally be a shameful thing, but it only served to further excite her. Feeling satisfied, the dark-haired girl sat back and stretched out, almost presenting her voluptuous figure to the world. "That felt good." She purred. Her mind raced with other ideas, but she knew she had to do it again, to go back out there and enjoy her new favorite hobby. Well, second favorite, she still wanted to swim, but skinny dipping was still an option.
Day eventually turned to night, and with her parents spending the weekend away, the new exhibitionist was left home alone. While not as well-hidden as the key, Britney kept her favorite sex toy out of open view to avoid embarrassing discussions with her family. With that in hand, and a clever grin on her lips, she patiently waited for night before she made her way back outside. The key was replaced, and with only her toy in hand, she stood in her backyard and chose the perfect place for her first time masturbating outside. With it being so dark outside, and most people being home, Britney felt more safe wandering around outside.
The night air was cool, but Britney still felt pleasantly warm. She made her way around the side of the house, walking upright and casually, confident that no one would see her. The girl felt a nice sense of euphoria, it was almost overwhelming. She couldn't keep a dopey smile off of her face. Once she reached the front of her house, she leaned against the side, shivering as she felt the cold, hard service against her bare skin, and checked for other people near her. Seeing that she was alone, Britney resumed her march, not in a mad dash like earlier that day. She simply walked across the street, proudly baring her nude body to the night.
Her first destination had to be the park. Britney reached the large bush with the hollow center, and instead of hiding herself in it, she sat against the tree next to it. The swimmer softly moaned as she felt the cool grass on her bottom and the rough tree against her back. She was already wet, her nectar trailing down her thighs to prove how lewd she quickly became because of the day's events. She spread her legs and bent her knees upward, her heart skipping a beat as she prepared to enjoy her night properly.
Resting one hand on her breast, Britney licked her toy, not that she needed the additional lubrication. She flicked the switch on, making it vibrate. The toy was aimed down, and used to rub against her needy pussy. The girl whined as it teased her slit. Her body quaked with anticipation. Casting another quick glance around to make sure she was alone, the exhibitionist girl slowly pushed the plastic toy inward. He voice got louder as her depths were stretched and coiled around the vibrating intruder. Even though it was a big, empty park, she still tried to keep her voice down. Though, the thought of someone almost catching her in the act made her excited, so maybe she could let her voice out, just a bit? So she did, letting out a quiet moan as the toy pierced her even deeper.
Masturbating had never felt as good before, further proving to herself that she awakened to something very interesting. Britney pumped the vibrating toy in and out of her trembling depths, her nectar flowing out to cover the toy, her hand, and the grass between her legs. She moaned louder and louder with each thrust. She focused a vibrating attachment onto her clit, sending powerful waves of ecstasy coursing through her body. The black-haired girl roughly massaged and kneaded her chest, grasping her breast and teasing her nipple as she went all out. It felt entirely too good to keep her voice quiet by then, especially as she felt more sensitive than usual. Being naked outside proved to be an overwhelming sensation, and she loved it.
Britney reached the peak of her first climax of the night, and thrust the toy harder and faster into her trembling pussy. With one final push, a powerful climax tore through her body. She saw white for a moment, and felt an indescribable amount of euphoria, something her lust-added mind determined to reproduce as often as possible. She was louder than she hoped, and as she rest against the tree, trying to turn off the vibrator, she heard a voice calling out for someone.
"The park staff?" Britney whimpered. She weakly dove into the bush, ending up on her knees and forearms, her ass hanging in the air. The nervous girl, enjoying the excitement and fear of perhaps actually getting caught, fumbled with the switch as she heard two people draw near. One questioned the other if they heard a female voice, to which their colleague confirmed. Britney clamped her hand over her mouth as the toy continued to churn inside her. She had just came, and the toy was wreaking havoc on her. Still, it was exciting, and she stopped trying to turn it off. The park employees shined their lights and tried to find the source of the voice, not knowing that they were only a few feet from her.
The employees were certainly dedicated, looking around Britney's general area, never more than a few feet from her. The flashlights passed over her hiding space a few times, and each time they did, Britney panicked and felt a smaller orgasm course through her. The girl was slowly losing her mind, but she never dared to move her hand from her mouth to draw any attention to herself. The sound of the vibrator was low enough to avoid their detection. But what if they had heard? One or more of them could pull open the bush to see a strange naked girl on her arms and knees, with a vibrator in her pussy, cumming over and over. She would get into so much trouble, and the very thought of such a thing happening spurred her on to grab the toy and use it again, pumping it in and out of her hot and wet pussy.
After what felt like ages, the park employees chalked it up to some random event and departed. By then, Britney had collapsed and laid on her back, feeling winded and completely satisfied. She managed to stop the toy and pull it out of herself as she looked up into the night sky, seeing stars from between the bush leaves. The adventurous girl wondered if she should go somewhere else, or call it a night. She briefly planned to find the park station and masturbate behind there, just to get even with the employees who almost caught her, but they would definitely have cameras, so she decided to go home, after she enjoyed the cool night air for a while.
Britney's return home was uneventful, but it was just as exciting as ever. Not caring to cover herself up or run, it was a leisurely walk back home. After washing up for the night, she didn't put on her nightgown as she normally would, deciding to sleep naked from now on. It wasn't as fun as being naked outside, but it was close to it.
The ace swimmer proved her new time to her coach the following Monday. Even with her place on the team more secure than ever, she didn't let up on her personal training. Swimming was definitely more fun after her awakening, as her suits were always skintight, as close to naked as she could be around other people. She made it a habit of staying behind after school to swim laps, naked of course. She managed to retrieve her clothes after they were mistaken for discarded laundry, though no apology was given from the delinquent. Even after that, Britney would leave her clothes on the bench, without properly folding them, and whenever they would be taken as laundry, the swimmer would merely smile and have an excuse to enjoy her new hobby.
Britney took different paths home, and never once got caught, even after she purchased something to make her trips home more exciting: an egg vibrator. She turned it on, pushed it into her waiting pussy, as she moved between buildings and structures. People on occasion heard her moans, but she was never caught. The running and strategies had an impact on her physical lessons, an unexpected benefit, but she didn't much care, it felt too good to ever give up her new exhibitionist hobby.
Author's Notes: This was a fun one to write. It's my first time writing ENF, or Embarrassed Naked Female. It's a kink where a naked girl runs around trying to not get caught, and enjoying every moment of it. I enjoyed putting the girl in tight spots, and seeing her get more and more comfortable with her situation. Writing that awakening was definitely interesting, and I hope you all enjoyed it as much as I did. Please send all the thanks to ROCuevas for commissioning this one. The character here is their OC Britney, who was fun to work with.