Getting comfortable at home

It was a cold December evening, and Mackenzie couldn't help but toss and turn in bed. She should've felt comfortable, she was in the privacy of her home, and best of all she was clothed! So why was she having such a hard time sleeping? Was it the slight buzz of eggnog she had shared with her cousins? Was it the heater of the house making her room too hot?

She rolled over, a hand reaching up to rest on her chest, feeling soft satin of her pink pajama blouse. It slowly trailed down, partially enjoying the silk like texture until she reached the waist line of the matching pants.

Ever since mid-September, the redhead had been sleeping naked in an attempt to conserve what little clothing she had. By November time the replacement sheets and pillow cases had been lost, and all the redhead had was a simple quilt and pillow. She was all too used to the feeling a bare mattress and her blanket against her naked flesh, the cool air of their dorm room kissing the exposed bits that weren't quite underneath her blanket.

Mackenzie gave a small sigh, pulling the blanket off and as she hooked her thumbs into the elastic waist band of her pants, and slowly began to push the bottoms down her long legs before kicking them to the floor. She gave a small hum as the air washed over her naked legs, along with her bare ass cheeks from rubbing against her soft sheets thanks to her white thong.

As much as she didn't want to admit it, she did feel slightly more comfortable now. Her body didn't feel as hot or constrained, and she sighed happily to herself. She then laid back down and pulled the covers back over her body.

It wouldn't take long before kicked the covers off, and sat up again with a slightly tired huff. Her hands reaching up to undo the buttons that held her blouse against her torso.

With each button undone, more and more skin would divulge into the secluded view. First her collar, then her cleavage, and finally her toned stomach before it hung open completely. She then shrugged the shirt off, her braless breasts being kissed by the air, and her pink nipples hardening as they stayed uncovered.

Her hand went to her thong, and she froze, her nubile form shivering as it dawned on her. Was she really about to devoid herself of every stitch of clothing for the sake of comfort? Or was it more than that?

Her hand slid into her panties, feeling her clean shaven pussy, a treasure that had been revealed constantly this past year. At times it was to loved ones, friends, strangers, enemies...whether or not she had wanted it.

'Maybe you're just getting used to being naked all the time....'

Those were words Willow had said to her about a month ago, and she couldn't help but wonder if she had a point. Mackenzie had gone a little over three months without any kind of bra, she had been forced to sleep au naturel since mid September. And the countless times she had done daring intimate sessions with her dates or ex boyfriend.

The voluptuous teen shivered, and she could feel herself getting a bit hot from memories as they washed over her.

She took her hand out of her panties, and hooked her thumb into them before slowly peeling her thong off, tossing it on top of her discarded pajamas. There was her answer...she felt more comfortable being naked than clothed....

The slightly intoxicated redhead gave a small sigh, feeling the sheets of her bed against her naked body, a far more welcoming touch when compared to the bare mattress of her dorm room.

To her spending the weekend naked with Ryan when they had graduated, to her masturbating in the mall, along with the multiple intimate sessions. Mackenzie couldn't help but think of the times she had been like this and enjoyed it.

Finally, the feeling of fatigue returned, and Mackenzie pulled the sheets and comforter over her naked body as she laid back down, glancing over at her bedroom door. She was pretty sure she locked it, but she still couldn't help but chuckle nervously.

"Another chapter for the Shy Streaker I guess." She dryly said with a smile, as she finally allowed sleep to claim her.