I had just gotten dressed and was absentmindedly unpacking my books from my backpack recalling memories of last night. My friend Rachel and three of her friends from high school, who were visiting her at college, were in my dorm room. We were drinking and laughing when Rachel suggested we should go streaking around campus the following morning. We all laughed and brushed it off as a joke, as Rachel was always saying things trying to be provocative. We continued to talk and drink late into the night, until sleepily, the girls all left to go back to Rachel’s room.
I snapped out of my recollections when there was a knock at my door. When I opened it all four girls were standing there, smiling at me. Rachel suddenly grasped my hand, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Come on!" she exclaimed, tugging on my arm.
“Where are we going?” I asked.
"Streaking!" all four girls said in unison. It took me a second to get past my confusion, forgetting all about Rachel's silly comment last night.
"Uh, what?" I replied as Rachel pulled me out the door.
We stepped out onto the quad, the cool morning air slapping us in the face as we made our way toward the corner of one of the buildings where we would be hidden from view. And that's when it happened – the girls began stripping off their clothes, layer by layer, until they stood before me in all their glorious, unadulterated nudity.
As the girls stood there, completely naked in front of me, my mind raced with conflicting thoughts and emotions. On one hand, I couldn't believe they were serious about being naked in public. On the other hand, I couldn't deny how turned on I was by the sight of their bare bodies.
I tried to look away, to focus on something else, but my gaze kept drifting back to them. Rachel's long legs and perky breasts, Emily's curvaceous figure and playful smile, Jennifer's toned body and mischievous eyes, and Grace's petite frame and full bush – they were all so different, yet equally alluring.
As if sensing my internal struggle, Rachel stepped forward and playfully poked me in the chest. "Come on, get naked," she said with a mischievous twinkle in her eye.
My heart raced at her demand. A part of me wanted to say no, to be the responsible one and put an end to this silliness. But another part of me – a much louder part – wanted nothing more than to shed my clothes and join these beautiful women in their daring escapade.
Before I could make a decision either way, Rachel pulled up on the hem of my t-shirt, her fingers grazing over my skin as she pulled it off over my head. My breath hitched as I felt her hands trace over my chest before moving lower to undo my belt.
Jennifer laughed and joined in as well, unzipping my pants while Grace and Emily pulled off my shoes. Soon enough, all four girls had stripped me naked and, to my embarrassment, I was getting hard.
The girls erupted into laughter, echoes of their carefree joy bouncing off the surrounding buildings. Without hesitation, they darted off, their bare feet hitting the ground with a rhythmic thump, their shapely asses bouncing and swaying with each stride. I hesitated for a moment, my mind still reeling from what was happening. But before I knew it, my body was moving on its own accord, driven by some primal urge as I chased after them. My own feet pounded against the grassy surface, my hard cock bouncing up and down as I chased after their naked forms.
The cool morning air whipped past my skin, sending goosebumps rippling across my flesh. But I hardly noticed, my attention focused solely on the four nude girls running ahead of me, their laughter loud through the mostly empty early morning campus.
We flew past buildings and trees, our naked bodies illuminated by the soft glow of the rising sun. The gentle rays caressed our skin, creating a mesmerizing play of shadows and highlights. Their smooth curves shimmered in the light, their breasts bouncing with every step, strands of hair trailing behind them like ribbons in the wind. It was a surreal and breathtaking sight, the embodiment of freedom and wild abandon as we ran through the campus.
As we rounded a corner, the girls suddenly stopped short, causing me to nearly collide with them. Emily held up a hand, motioning for us to be quiet, and then pointed ahead.
There, not more than fifty feet away, were two of my professors walking towards us, engaged in a thoughtful conversation as they strode along the sidewalk. My heart leapt into my throat as I realized the precariousness of our situation.
But before I could even think to react, Rachel grabbed my hand and pulled me off to the side, ducking behind a large oak tree. The other girls followed suit, pressing their soft, warm bodies against mine as we hid behind the tree.
As we waited for the two older men to pass, my mind raced with a million thoughts. What would happen if they saw us? How would I explain being naked in public? Would I get in trouble?
But as the footsteps drew closer and then eventually faded away, I realized that none of those thoughts mattered in this moment. All that mattered was the exhilaration of being naked with these beautiful women, and the thrill of breaking the rules.
Slowly, we emerged from our hiding spot and continued our run across campus. We passed by more buildings and some students, but this time I felt a sense of confidence and freedom as I proudly ran beside my naked companions.
Eventually, we reached our original starting spot and stood there panting and laughing at our little adventure. As we all started to get dressed, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness at having to put my clothes back on.
Just as I was about to slip on my underwear, Rachel stopped me. She looked at me with mischief in her green eyes and whispered so the others couldn’t hear, "If you walk back to the dorm bottomless, I’ll let you fuck me."
My breath caught in my throat as I stared at Rachel, her words sinking in slowly. Was she serious? Did she really mean it?
The other girls were finishing up getting dressed, talking and laughing and not paying us any attention. But Rachel's gaze never wavered from mine, a small smirk playing on her lips. I could feel my heart racing with excitement and nerves.
I couldn't deny that I found my friend incredibly attractive. Her long, blonde hair cascaded down her back in soft waves, and her green eyes were like pools of emerald temptation. And the thought of being inside her was both thrilling and, to be honest, terrifying. Still, the adrenaline coursing through my veins and the desire burning inside me made it hard (no pun intended) to resist her offer.
Before I could make a decision, she leaned in close to me and whispered again, "Come on, I see the way you look at me. I know you have always wanted to fuck me."
And with that, my resolve crumbled. I nodded eagerly and bent down to put on my shoes, rolling my pants and underwear up in a ball and tucking them under my arm. Rachel grinned triumphantly and grabbed my hand as we followed the other girls back towards the dorms.
I couldn't believe what I was doing – walking completely bottomless through a college campus with just a thin t-shirt covering me. My heart was pounding so loudly in my ears that I barely registered the looks and murmurs from other students we passed by.