What happens next?

An Escort Home

"Hey Rachel" Austin spoke up, it'd been a decently long silence of us saving pictures and numbers "Want me to walk you home?"

I looked him over, I looked myself over. It seemed surreal to make an offer like that when we were both naked like this.

"I uh, I rode my bike here" I stammer in reply, blushing as I watch him starting to take his laundry out of the machine. I'd watched him put them in clothed, but like this I could watch as his body shifted, as his butt moved with his weight.

"Oh, that's good cause I rode mine here too and almost thought I said something dumb" Austin chuckled, looking over his shoulder and seeing me ogling his butt.

I just blush and look away "Right, yes. Just let me get dressed and I'll-"

"-Want me to hold your clothes?" He offered, I could hear the smug smirk on his face, even with the mask on.

"What?" I blinked, unsure I properly processed that "My clothes?"

"Mhm" Nodded Austin as he finished loading his basket up "Ride home naked" I let the mental image float through my mind, me and a boy, riding through the neighbourhood. Me fully naked.

My cheeks must've been beet red.

"That's crazy though..." I reply, but it's hard to hide the excitement in my voice. It's impossible to ignore how much my pussy ached.

"As crazy as locking your clothes in a laundrette and sitting around nude hoping nobody would catch you?" Austin asked as he pulled his underwear on, then his pants "Or as crazy as going down on the person who caught you?"

"You're as bad as Emma" Despite my grumbling, I knew I was doing it, I think he knew I was doing it too, because he started unpacking my machine as well.

Biting my lip, I watched him go first, carrying his basket with my clothes on top out and through the door, leaving me here, nude and with no safety net. Not wanting to be left behind I followed at a brisk pace, stepping outside I felt that cool air on my body again, a quick reminder of the risks involved before I closed the gap between us.

"Holy shit, you are crazy" Austin said with a laugh as he saw me approach.

I just shake my head at him "Yeah yeah, nude girl in public. C'mon I've already let you see everything...and touch stuff. We should get going" I headed to my bike, glancing over at him mounting the basket on his as I undid the bike lock.

Everything feels different doing it like this, doing simple but physical tasks. Earlier I'd have been feeling fabric across my skin very lightly restricting my movements, but now I feel unbound, but also like a prey animal. If I'm caught I'll be in trouble.

Feeling the lock click open, I grin and stow it on my bike, then mount it. I hadn't thought about it the last time, but here I had enough clarity of mind to feel the bike seat rub against my pussy as I got comfortable, it had a good texture to it, weird...but enough to get neurons firing.

Looking over to Austin and seeing him distracted, I spared a moment to feel again, grinding myself against that bike seat. Yeah, that felt fun.

"Okay, lead the way" I jumped a little, Austin chirping up took me off guard. Had he seen what I was doing?

"S-sure. Yeah..." With that I set off, hopefully I'd make it home without too much trouble.

Start your own immersive adult AI roleplay story
Ad

How does Rachel's bike ride go?

Back Start Over View Story Map

0 comments