High Street

“If I go a less exposing way, I risk getting lost. If I run instead of walk, I could have another dog walker incident. If I don’t cum, I’m a bundle of nerves, If I cum I’m a slut! I just can’t win!” Siobhan couldn’t help the slight laughter that came with actually saying all of this out loud. The whole situation was madness! Insanity! And yet here she was, feeling the morning breeze blow past her moist and sticky thighs as she walked past her favourite book store. If she didn’t laugh, she truly would cry. Or orgasm. Keeping herself distracted with the sheer unfairness of her situation was how the blonde Brit was most recently keeping her mind from acknowledging the sheer crotch dampening embarrassment of being naked in an oh so public place.

Siobhan turned the corner once she reached the end of the particular street she was on. That was good at least, she had just finished the longest straight road she would encounter on her journey. The corners and weaving of the remaining streets and road would likely put her at less risk of being caught so easily. If Siobhan had to judge the distance, she was about halfway home, maybe a little over that, and she was making good time. She couldn’t imagine it even being 7am yet, and as such, only a few stores, like coffee shops would be opening at this time. Lucky for her, as the Brit was now staring down City Hall, the centre piece of the middle of the city. And just beyond that, a single street away was her next destination…

High Street.

This was going to be a particularly tough walk for the naked beauty. Early morning shoppers weren’t uncommon, and there was a good chance that people would be lining up a half hour or so before the stores opened, so as to take advantage of whatever sales happened to be on. There were no roads, instead it was all footpath for the probably hundreds, maybe even thousands of shoppers that could be crowding the high street stores at any given moment. Siobhan’s hands fidgeted with each other, the Brit’s anxiety causing her breathing to get all the more uneven and heavier with each step of bare foot to pavement that she took towards High Street. Even as she walked right next to City Hall. This was one of the first places she had visited, and taken a photo of herself in front of to send to her family back home. Of course then she was dressed. And not freaking out… and significantly less horny.

“Oh dear oh dear,” Siobhan muttered in pure frustration at the universe at placing her in such a situation as her walk turned to a light jog to get to the edge of City Hall, using the building as cover for her nude body for her to get her bearings, standing on her tip toes in the grass next to the building as she peaked her head around. She was hoping for a win for once today. That it wouldn’t be too populated. That she could maybe get away with this! Siobhan peeked her head around the corner…

And almost cried with relief.

It was empty. The streets completely baron! Not a person in sight! This was exactly what she was hoping for! It must have been even earlier than she thought! The naked Brit had of course been just guessing, using the average time she knew this journey to take to gauge. But as it turned out, one clearly walks a lot faster when unwillingly butt naked and humiliated in public. Who’d have thought? Siobhan’s grin was genuine, as the naked Brit brought her arms up once again to cup her perky breasts, and with barely a second to ready herself, stepped out from behind the city hall building, walking on the multicoloured flag stones that made up High Street’s impressive street wide footpath.

“Wow, there’s the jewellers Robyn called me a snob for wanting to peruse. And Billingtons! Oh, a naked girl perusing the country’s highest class clothing store would be heresy in the highest degree!” Siobhan’s thoughts were running a mile a minute, significantly faster than her own power walk, at the fact that she was walking through her favourite shopping district with not a stitch of clothing on! Her efforts at trying to calm down the burning arousal plaguing her body earlier were seemingly in vein, as walking naked through such a public place, one so familiar to her, was causing her pussy to drip her honey on to her thighs, a droplet or two even hitting the dried ground beneath her as she walked, her entire body covered in goosebumps and her head fuzzy as she knew she was playing out an exhibitionists fantasy. Well, until recently, that was a title she wouldn’t have applied to herself. But given her body’s reaction, and the fantasies of High Street at full capacity as she walked through it naked, hundreds looking on at her, it was safe to say, she was in fact an exhibitionist. An unwilling one for sure, but she couldn’t argue with the tingling and throbbing of her womanhood.

Her thoughts kept her entertained until around about the middle of the street, where she saw a familiar bench. There were many like it littering the street, but this one was familiar to Siobhan as the first time she had met Robyn, the other blonde having recognised her from their shared class, and striking up conversation. What was once a sentimental spot for the Brit was now turning very rapidly into a devious thought, as she imagine her first meeting with her new best friend, except instead of herself being fully clothed, she was now butt naked, sitting on the bench with Robyn next to her, the two of them enjoying the coffee from the cute little indie store behind the bench…

“SIOBHAN?!”