Unexpected arrivals

Faye dropped the wadded-up paper towel in the garbage, a sigh echoing in the narrow public restroom. "Well, that's the best we can do right now," she said. "You'll just have to wash your hair when you get home."

"Thanks anyways, a rinse is better than nothing," Emily said, putting her damp hair up in a ponytail with the hairband Faye offered her.

Riley stood from her crouching position in front of Emily, face red as she silently disposed of her own paper towel. Emily blushed too; while Faye had been taking care of her hair, the redhead had decided unprompted to clean Emily's front for her. She was perfectly capable of washing herself, but elected to just keep her mouth shut and enjoy the pampering. Despite the location, it was a very sensual experience, having the two girls gently wipe down her nude body. Once her chest was dry, Riley had even crouched down to dab at the soda that had dripped down to her bush and the top of her thighs. Feeling her friend's breath on her most intimate area had Emily's nerves buzzing, knowing Riley could plainly see and probably even smell how turned on she was.

Now that they were face to face again, Emily was suddenly feeling embarrassed about it. She looked away, clasping her hands in front of her crotch and chuckling nervously. "Ehe, thanks Riley... I guess it's getting close to midnight, we should probably just head back to the cars now."

Riley nodded, opening her mouth to speak before suddenly pausing, tilting her head slightly.

Faye was staring at the door with her eyebrows furrowed. "Do you hear that? I think someone's outsi-"

The door flung open, a trio of older girls spilling into the small room. They were clearly drunk, leaning on each other and loudly laughing about something. Seeing Emily standing there in the buff, they gasped in unison and unleashed a fresh torrent of giggles.

"Oh my god, why're you naked?!" one managed ask.

"Are you streaking? Where's your clothes?"

"What a slut, how **** are you?"

Emily cowered behind Faye and Riley as the trio laughed, hunched over and clutching her privates. This was dangerous. With how cramped the restroom was, she wasn't sure she'd be able to run away if she needed to. "Uh, this isn't-! I'm not-!" she fumbled for an excuse.

"Hold on, I still need to piss," one of them suddenly announced, squeezing past everyone to enter a stall. Before closing the door, she turned to wag a finger at Emily. "Don't go anywhere, nekkid girl!"

Yeah, fuck that. Emily wasn't about to wait for them to box her in; darting between the remaining two girls, she ignored their dismayed shouts and the clumsy swat aimed at her ass and burst through the door out into the open air. She froze in place as the door swung shut behind her, eyes widening.

There were dozens of people hanging out a short distance away, chatting or dancing in small groups. Most had a drink of some kind in their hands, while somewhere in the crowd a Bluetooth speaker was blasting music. People quickly started to take notice her, their sudden cheering and jeering at the sight only attracting more attention. She felt rooted in place, slowly bringing her hands up to cover herself shyly. In the back of her mind, Emily remembered that the local college had dorms adjacent to this particular park. It seemed that a party had ended up spilling out into the open space while she was busy washing off the sticky soda.

Great timing, assholes! How the hell did they sneak up on us? The soundproofing on these restrooms must be insane!

"Emily!" The sound of the door opening broke her from her stupor, Faye and Riley stepping out with the two other girls behind them. Emily suddenly realized that a few people had begun to point their phones at her. Yelping, she broke into a sprint, running around the side of the building to hide. She pressed her back to the wall, crouching with arms crossed over her chest as she peered around the corner to see if anyone was following her.

From beside her came a rhythmic sound of bare flesh slapping together, accompanied by feminine gasps of pleasure. Emily whipped her head around, stiffening as she caught sight of the couple fucking each other only a few feet away from her. The girl was bent over, braced against the wall with her shirt and skirt pulled up, while the guy behind her had his pants around his ankles as he gripped her hips and pounded away with wild abandon. He smirked at Emily, the girl watching her with half-lidded eyes as she pushed back against her partner. From her lower vantage point Emily had a perfect view of her full breasts bouncing with each thrust. Emily whimpered, feeling her pussy twitch in excitement.

"Emily, are you alright?" Riley and Faye tore around the corner with the two other girls hot on their heels, all four stopping short as they caught sight of the pair of lovers. The third girl who had gone into the stall was struggling to pull up her tight shorts as she ran after them, almost bowling over the whole group as she caught up.

"Oof! Why'd you all stop like th- oh, Mia! So that's where you went!"

Shaking her head, Riley turned away from the spectacle, grabbing Emily to lift her to her feet. "Let's go!" she said.

Emily resisted, curling in on herself and breathing heavily. There wasn't any good cover between the restrooms and the parking lot, if she tried to make a run for it she would be fully exposed to the crowd and their cameras the entire time. On the other hand they already knew she was naked, so it was only a matter of time until more people came to investigate. She didn't even have the face mask from the convenience store anymore, having thrown it out after it got soaked in cola.

Suddenly, their attention was drawn by the muffled sound of a ringing phone. Faye blinked, pulling Emily's phone out of her purse. "Oh shit, it's your mom."

"Just let it go to voicemail," she panted. "I'll call her-"

Before she could finish, one of the college girls leaned over and grabbed the phone, quickly answering the call. "Hey Emily's mom! She can't talk now, she's nake- Ack!"

Faye elbowed her in the gut, snatching the device away and covering the microphone. They could hear Emily's mom calling out for her from the other end.

"Shit! Alright, hand it over," Emily whispered, taking the phone. Blushing, she exposed her chest to cradle it with both hands, hoping to block out the giggling girls, distant music, and the sound of the people fucking right next to her. "H-hey Mom, I'm still out with Faye and Riley. I can't really talk now, can I call you back in a minute? …Yeah, we were at the mall, we just, uh, went to the park for a bit... Yes, I'll be back around midnight, I promise..."

The college girls snickered at her. Emily's eyes widened as they finally decided to pull out their own phones and point them at her, moving her elbows to try to keep her breasts out of sight. Faye moved to intercept them, silently grappling with one girl while Riley jumped in front of Emily with her arms out to block their view.

"...A- a party? Ah, y-yeah, kinda... No, I'm not drinking... Yes, I know, Mom..."

One of the girls slipped past Riley, crouching in between Emily and the rutting couple and flashing a peace sign as her friends snapped pictures of the whole tableau. Mia let out a particularly loud moan, causing Emily to wince.

"Th-that sound? I-it was, um, uh- No, I know... Yes, okay, okay-! I... Ipromisetouseprotection, okay, BYE!" Emily slammed the 'End Call' button, face beet-red. She groaned deeply into her hands. The cameras were nothing next to that humiliation. "Oh fuck it, I'm running."

She stood abruptly, ignoring the girls' cheers as she exposed herself and the guy's jaunty farewell as she dashed around the side of the building. The partygoers whooped as the naked girl came back into their line of sight, covering her face to at least hide her identity as she ran in a wide arc around them. She sprinted full-tilt for her car, burning at the knowledge of all the eyes and cameras on her wildly bouncing ass.

Emily sheltered beside the vehicle, waiting for Faye and Riley to catch up with her keys. Fortunately no one else had followed her, and the blonde tossed them over to her as she came in range. Emily dove inside as soon as the car was unlocked, Riley climbing in after her as she turned the key in the ignition. She peeled out of the lot with a white-knuckle grip on the wheel, tires screeching as she jumped the curb.

At least this is almost over, Emily sighed internally as she checked the clock. The challenge would be done by the time she dropped off Riley and got back home, and then... well, she'd still be naked, but at least not in public. She nervously checked the rear-view mirror, taking a deep breath.

Yep, just a boring drive home... stark naked, alone with a hot cheerleader... Note to self, remember to clean my seat later.