Disaster soon follows

It was still hard to Mackenzie to move about still, but nothing could be done about her lack of shoes. Luckily the grass was still on the softer side, though the dew certainly made her bare feet cold. But she trekked forward, making a valiant (if vain) attempt of salvaging her date.

_Okay...I have no clothes left...and I'm horny beyond belief...but it's still going well...right? _Mackenzie thought to herself, mostly giving her that false hope that this first date wasn't a complete disaster. Her first date with Ryan ended up that way, and they ended up being a couple for quite sometime.

Despite her attempt at a comparison between the dates, Mackenzie knew full well this one was much more...action oriented. The furthest it had gone between her and Ryan as an awkward handjob while the movie had been playing, and he never made a move to take off her clothes. Corey meanwhile was much more bold, and had stripped her naked twice before her awful luck ruined finished off her wardrobe. This combined with her constant state of arousal certainly made it more....rough.

Thinking about the way Corey played with her body made one of her arms to slide out of the bulky sleeves of the loaned coat, and it slowly trailed down her bouncing breasts (she made sure to brush her hardened nipples in the process) and rested above her aching womanhood. She wasn't sure why she was feeling such temptations, especially since her humiliations often killed any kind of mood she was in. But despite that, Mackenzie soon found herself gently rubbing her wet lips with her hand, and taking herself further down the path of lust.

And just like that, she was soon tugged along, forcing her to pout as her pleasure was stolen from her.

"C-Corey...aren't we close enough?" She nervously asked, suppressing a frustrated whine in the process.

"Come one! Don't tell me you've never wanted a front row viewing as they light up the fire works?" Corey asked with a smirk.

Mackenzie gave a few weak tugs in a vain attempt to free herself, but with her heightened state of arousal, and Corey's muscular physic, she soon found she wasn't going to win. Giving a half hearted sigh, the redhead began to patch his pace, whining gently as they made their way to the front. On the plus side, it was certainly helping her snap back to reality, albeit slightly.

Still, it was nice to see the fireworks without any obstructions, even though Mackenzie still wanted to be in the middle of the crowd. And as they watched the various colors light up the November Night Sky, Mackenzie gently squeezed Corey's hand enjoying what little warmth she could get. Finally, their date was having a nice, wholesome moment.

Forty minutes would pass, and Mackenzie nearly forgot that she was naked underneath Corey's bulky trench coat. Outside of the small breezes crossing over her damp pussy, or her still very hard nipples brushing against the inside of the coat. Not to mention the occasional grope from Corey, mostly towards her now covered breasts. Mackenzie would shudder at his touch, but was shocked at how much she was enjoying how bold he was being.

Though her distraction would soon be over as the fireworks stopped.

"Huh? It's already over?" Mackenzie asked, looking over at Corey.

Her date smirked. "Nope, not yet."

Mackenzie tilted her head with that, though she soon saw a man in his late thirties approach the crowd with a megaphone in hand.

"Thank you everyone for attending Early November Fireworks. This is our third year doing this small festival, but this also our largest crowd yet!"

He then began to look around. "Now as some of you may know from our social media posts, tonight we decided to do something special. For The middle and final firework performances, we have decided to pick a few lucky lovebirds to light off the first set of fire works!"

Mackenzie tensed up, was that why Corey had dragged her to the front? So they could possibly be chosen? Normally she'd totally be over something as romantic as that, but not while she was only wearing his coat! What if-

"Hmmm...how about that muscular gentleman and the redhead in the black trench cost?" The event organizer called out, pointing towards the couple.

Mackenzie's heart plummeted, and she was tempted to say no. But to underdressed beauty's surprise, she suddenly found herself being pushed towards the launch site.

"Corey? What the hell? I don't wanna-"

"Oh come on, it'll be romantic!" He insisted, his hand coming down to squeeze Mackenzie's ass thougb the tick coat.

Mackenzie almost instantly melted into a cute, suppressed whimper as her sensitive curves were teased. Her legs couldn't resist, and she began to follow the organizer to where they had the first few pieces of fire works set up for the mid-show. Though she soon gave a small shiver from her bare feet walking through cold, dew soaked grass.

Okay...what's the worst that could happen?

Eventually the two were in front of three large blue rockets, and the organizer lit up a blue torch before guiding both Corey's, and Mackenzie's hands to it. Mackenzie's heart began to beat up, feeling somewhat excited from the idea of actually lighting up professional fireworks!

"Okay, once you two light the fuses, you need to step away from the table as fast as you can. Understand?" The man said to the two teens.

Mackenzie nodded, smiling gently as she leaned over the table to Corey. They soon lit the first one, and soon after the second one as the fire began to travel down the fire. Meanwhile the staff in the back began to light their own fire works that would soon follow up. As they handed the torch over to leader of the event to light the final one.

Corey quickly turned around to run back, and Mackenzie attempted to do the same, only to find that she was stuck! The left side of her coat was snagged onto a a crack in the plastic table!

Her heart began to race! Mackenzie feebly began to tug at the coat to free the fabric, but she couldn't exactly use full strength. If she knocked over the rockets it could launch towards her, or the crowd!

Fuck! How do I get out? Fireworks about to blow off in front of me if I don't-

Suddenly a pair of hands snacked around her front, undoing the buttons in record time. The hands then untied the belt, allowing the trench coat to hang open, and bared Mackenzie's front half to the staff!

A few sharp gasps came forth, not that Mackenzie could even think about such a thing. She pulled her arms out of the trench coat, allowing the dark colored garment to limply hang off the table. She was finally able to safely get away, but she was once again completely naked.

The staff looked at Mackenzie with shocked expressions as the redhead turned around began to sprint away. As she did so, the fireworks shot off into the sky, setting the trench coat ablaze. A few seconds later, three large explosions shot up in the sky, followed by several more soon after. Soon three large blue letters, spelling out ENF, and behind a multitude of colorful bursts.

Luckily most of the crowd had their eyes on the sky, but there was still a good two or three dozen people who noticed the naked redhead. One of them was one student from photography club who was doing a report on the festival.

"Holy shit, she's naked!"

"Is that the Shy Streaker?!"

Mackenzie knew better than to dash through the crowd, she would just have push her way through crowd of well over a hundred people. Especially now that some of them were becoming aware of her nudity. Instead she ran around the huge swath of onlookers, her pale skin illuminating various shades of colors from the fire works going off into the sky. She didn't even bother to cover herself up, her only objective was to get back to Corey's car as quickly as her freezing body could take her.

After two minutes of running, Mackenzie founds herself hunched over the hood of Corey's car again. She shivered as her stiff peaks brushed against the metal exterior again, giving the naked redhead a dreadful sense of Deja Vu.

Great...another first date that ends up with me being naked... she dolefully reflected. She then looked up to see if anyone was around. Sadly there was two or three couples headed towards the area where show was taking place. It was fortunate that Mackenzie was in the dark, but it seemed like Corey was no where to be found.

Did he not see me run off or something? Hey sure is taking his sweet time...

So Mackenzie just hunched down by the car, rubbing her arms in a pathetic attempt for warmth. Her body trembled as the night only grew more cold. She was lucky no one was pointing out her nudity, but that also just helped build up the dread within her at the idea of getting discovered again. Her eyes shut tightly, and she braced herself for the impending humiliation.

Five minutes passed, and Mackenzie could hear a set of boots walking up to her. It wouldn't be long until a slightly annoyed "hey" came out of the familiar voice.

Her eyes opened up, and Mackenzie immediately stood, her hands covering up her breasts and pussy. "Corey! Oh thank god! I'm so sorry about your coat!"

"It's fine...it was old anyways." He sighed, taking out his keys and unlocking the car door. Though he was quick to go around and give her ass a squeeze, and rather roughly too. "Though a part of me is kind of annoyed about losing it...I liked that coat."

Mackenzie gasped, wincing slightly by the mixture of pain and please. She did feel bad about ruining his coat, but another part of felt unamused by his remark. She had lost every bit of her clothes tonight, and yet he only seemed to be bothered by it when his own wardrobe was affected.

Corey let go of her ass, and he gave a small grin. "Anyways, how about we get you back to your dorm...shall we?"

Mackenzie sighed, but **** a small smile. "Sounds like a plan to me..

She then hurried around to the other side of his car, and soon they were driving off to campus where she lived.