Erica’s Streak 
by ?

We were gathered in Ashley's comfy dorm room. Her friend Christa was there, as well as my friend, Alicia. Well, I guess we had all become friends since college started. It's just that, Alicia and I had known each other since high school, and I learned that the other two girls had been together since junior high. We all seemed to get along pretty well. 

It was a Friday night, and after our last class, Alicia and I had crashed over at Ashley's dorm and hung out for the rest of the afternoon. There was a carton of half-eaten pizza over on the table, and some bottles of water and soft drinks. Alicia now came walking out of the washroom, and sat down on the sofa next to me. 

"Hey, Erica…" my brunette friend announced, "Ashley and I were up for a little adventure tonight!" 

I looked at the other two girls across the small room, and then back at Alicia. "Oh, really? And just what did you two have planned?" 

"Well, Sweetie pie…" she now slid closer to me, even draping an arm around my neck and gently fondling one of my ears. "We were thinking about streaking the dormitories over on the other side of the campus!" 

A shiver ran up my spine, and I laughed nervously. "That's crazy! All three of you?" 

"Not exactly," Christa said stepping forward. "You see, I'm going to stay dressed since I can't risk my Art scholarship by getting into trouble and getting caught. But, I'll still be able to help them, keeping an eye out and making sure everything is safe." 

Ashley bounced onto the floor and curled up beneath my feet. "But we are doing the streak, each under separate conditions. Alicia is going to run in just her underwear…" 

"That hardly seems like streaking," I remarked, perhaps, regretfully. 

"Wait until you see the kind she is wearing!" Ashley continued. "And I'm going to run through in just a towel… nothing underneath!" 

I gulped, "So where does that leave me?" 

Alicia ran her finger down my earlobe, then brushed my cheek, turning my little chin to look her in the eye. "Erica, we were thinking you could run with us, you know, without anything on at all." 

"Are you serious?" I gasped, and tried to push myself away. 

"What's the matter?" Christa giggled. "You're the one always getting naked." 

Folding my arms across my chest, I pouted. "I am not always getting naked. Bad stuff just happens to me. Or I get tricked. Or Lisa strips me…" 

"Mmmm, I bet you would do it if Carrie was here," Ashley teased. "She likes your body." 

Momentarily confused, I fidgeted with the buttons on my shirt. "She… she does?" 

"So what to you say, Erica?" my friend urged, whispering in my ear. "Will you take off your clothes for us?" 

"Um, I don't know…" 

My face was blushing bright red, as I squirmed on the couch. I even kicked off a sneaker. How do I keep finding myself in these situations! Finally, I looked at all three girls around me, and I felt very shy. 

"I can't!" I told them. "I can't just go running bare ass nude through the campus!" 

As Alicia, Christa, and Ashley stared and frowned at me, I was starting to feel guilty. I mean, I didn't want to ruin their fun. But why did I have to be the one to go totally bare? I stood up in the center of the room, one shoe on and one shoe off, and ran my hand through my hair. What a decision to make! 

Unable to bear their disappointment, I suggested, "How about if I wear a towel, too." 

Ashley exchanged glances with Alicia and then said, "Only one of us gets to wear a towel." 

"I'll flip you for it!" I shouted excitedly. 

I don't know why I blurted that out. Part of me didn't want to be going along with this daring scheme in the first place. But it seemed already, I was being swept away by the events unfolding. Before I could think, Christa reached into her pocket and pulled out a coin. 

"OK, here are the rules," the Art student explained. "I'll do the toss, and when it lands… if it's heads, Erica can wear Ashley's towel. But if it's tails… then Erica, has to strip… right here, completely naked. And she'll have to do the streak without any clothes on!" 

The other girls whistled and cheered, as I felt myself flush in embarrassment. There was no turning back now. One coin toss would decide my fate for the evening. And I was just as torn. Part of me hoping it would come out heads, part of me wishing for tails! 

I sucked my breath in, watching as Christa stood forward, the coin held in her outstretched palm. A hush fell over the three of us, as she tossed the quarter high into the air. My eyes followed its rise, and what seemed to be its slow descent… until the college girl caught it again. She slapped the coin onto her forearm, but held her hand covering it for a moment. The suspense was killing me! 

Now Christa peered beneath her fingers, really drawing out the tension, and then said, "The toss is… heads! Erica goes with the towel." 

"Yes!" I exclaimed jubilantly. 

I collapsed back onto to the sofa, even kicking my legs up and down in excitement. I couldn't believe I had won! The girls let me celebrate for a few more moments, but it seemed they had gotten their hopes on exposing my cute little ass this evening. Well, too bad for them! 

"All right, Missy," our moderator Christa finally said. "Have it your way. But now it's time to get you prepared…" 

Ashley's friend disappeared into the bathroom, and then was back out with a single pink towel. It looked like it would be pretty soft, I just hoped it would also cover enough! 

Then Alicia took me by the hand and we stood up, walking over to the dorm's bedroom. Not that it appeared to be very spacious. Only enough room for Ashley's bed, her closet, and a nightstand. And enough room to get changed in. 

"Now remember," Alicia explained, "This towel will be the only thing you are allowed to wear. So we want you to hand everything through the door as you get ready. EVERYTHING… do you understand, Erica?" 

I nodded my head with eyes wide. I guess I wasn't so far away from total nudity as I imagined. But there was nothing I could do about it now. I was given the towel, and then I shyly closed the door behind me. 

I had kicked off my other sneaker back when we were in the other room. So it only seemed natural for me to bend at the waist and pull both my socks off my little feet. As instructed, I cracked open the door a bit and stuffed the cotton material into my friend's hands. Then I took a deep breath, before undoing the buttons of my shirt and removing my top. Again, I slid this past the door, into Alicia's waiting fingers. Working quickly, I next unhooked my bra. Like a good little girl, I stuck my arm and bare shoulder out into the room to discard this item. Alicia used this opportunity to check that I was indeed topless, and she playfully tweaked on of my nipples! 

"Ouch!" I said, although they were already growing hard and pointing out. I could hear the other girls giggle. 

Now I slid my jeans down my legs and off my feet, hurrying so I could cover up again. I wondered what they were doing with my clothes, as I removed and handed over each item. By the time I was down to just my panties, I was pretty turned on. I was almost afraid to take off this last piece, because I might be tempted to start playing with myself. But there was not time for that. So I closed my eyes, and shimmied the delicate material down my hips, thighs, knees, and finally kicked them off my ankles. It's not like they haven't seen me before, but I actually held a hand over my pussy as I opened up the door and gave Alicia my underwear. 

Then, with Ashley's bedroom door still open, I turned around so I could fetch the towel. The girls all whistled at the sight of my rear. In a way, I guess that made me smile. But I also blushed bashfully. I wrapped the only covering I would have, tightly around my body. Now my breasts are kind of small, so I was afraid there wouldn't be anything to keep the towel up. Still, my nipples were elongated and sensitive, the soft cloth brushing against them delightfully. The edge hung down to just above my knee, and of course, I tucked in the folds in front of my chest. 

"Be careful not to loose that!" Ashley teased as I made my entrance into the middle of the room. 

In fact, as I walked around, I was very conscious of just that. It suddenly dawned on me that I would be scampering across campus like this, as well as running through buildings. Looking down, I wiggled my toes, then brushed a foot nervously behind the other calf. I lifted a hand to grip the folds of the towel more securely. My shoulders were so bare, and I think I sprouted goose bumps on the soft skin exposed beneath my neck, just above my covered titties. 

I swallowed back a lump of anxiety, and tried to sound brave. "Well, now it's your turn, Ashley. And you have to strip stark naked!" 

The perky college stood up, and stepped toe to toe with me, making me feel very vulnerable. "Mmmm… I don't think so. The bet only said that if the coin came out tails, you would have to streak in your birthday suit." 

"What are you going to do, then?" I asked, slightly trembling with fear and excitement. 

Alicia, too, looked interested in this development. "Yeah, Erica has a point. Two points, actually…" 

"Maybe three," Christa laughed, sneaking up behind me. "I bet her clit is sticking out right now!" 

"Come on, guys," I protested, although I did feel my pussy twitching beneath the folds of the towel. "This is about Ashley, and how is she going to do the streak?" 

Alicia walked over to our friend and said, "Indeed, we already agreed that I'm going to make the run in my bra and panties…" 

Now it was Ashley's turn to look at each of us, before answering confidently, "Fine… then I'll streak the dormitories in just my panties! I'll do it topless." 

We all watched in amazement as Ashley calmly walked into the kitchen area. She opened up the refrigerator and found herself a wine cooler. I guess a little alcohol wouldn't hurt on a night like this. In my pink towel, I moved across the room to join her, my bare feet slapping over the tiles as I neared the refrigerator. She handed me her drink, which I took a sip, and then the perky college girl started taking off her clothes! 

First, Ashley pulled off her T-Shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra anyway, and her boobies bounced free. Placing her shirt on the counter, she used a heel to pry a shoe off each foot, leaving her feet as bare as mine. Then she pulled down her pants, stepping out of them and throwing them onto the counter as well. Dressed in only a pair of white panties, Ashley placed her hands on her hips. I stared at her breasts enviously, and I think I noticed her nipples begin to stiffen. At that point, she raised her hands to modestly cover her tits. 

Now Ashley turned to look at the other two girls in the room and said, "Your turn, Alicia! Better get those things off you…" 

My friend smiled, and then glided over to stretch herself out on the sofa. She was dressed nicely today, and I had told her that earlier this morning. She had shiny black pumps on, and the brunette let her fingers wander down her legs to find and undo the buckles. With a thud, the two shoes dropped to the floor. Alicia was also wearing dark tights, but she quickly had her hands beneath her skirt and was rolling the fabric down her shapely legs. She stretched them off her feet and then tossed the tights in our direction. Pausing for a moment, she rubbed her lower legs sensuously and wiggled her toes. 

Suddenly, Alicia rearranged herself into a position sitting straight up on the couch. Using both hands, she pulled from the bottom of her sweater and lifted it completely over her head and off her body. Always well endowed, we saw her breasts jiggle inside a sexy, lacey black bra. Christa let out an appreciative whistle as Alicia stood up and started to undo her skirt. She let it drop to the floor to reveal a matching pair of black lace panties. I was getting wet! 

But when my friend turned around to daintily pick her skirt up from the floor, we all saw that she was wearing a thong! Both cheeks of her beautiful ass were on display. Standing here next to a topless Ashley, and having just watched Alicia strip down to so little, I felt very horny. I almost wished I wasn't wearing the towel at all! 

Alicia neatly folded her clothes, then came over to join us in the kitchen, walking on her tip toes. That only made her seem taller. Of the three of us, she definitely had the bustiest chest. And of course, I was the smallest, which made me feel self-conscious all over again. 

"You know, Alicia, if you were going to be wearing that little thing," Ashley winked and teased, "maybe you should just go bottomless!" 

I gasped, as the others laughed. Alicia spun around, and then stood in front of me, her boobs practically in my face. She hooked her thumbs inside the elastic waistband, and began to tease them over her hips. I thought I even saw a tuft of brown pubic hair peek into view. 

My friend continued to wiggle her hips and asked, "You mean go running around with just a hand between my legs?" 

Again, we all giggled and laughed, although I felt my tummy fill with butterflies. 

"I'll do it…" Alicia declared, "but only if Erica looses the towel, and runs completely naked!" 

Christa and Ashley urged me on, saying how cool that would be. One girl topless, one bottomless… and me in the middle, totally nude. Oh my gosh, I really wanted to do it! If it was just the four of us, I probably would. But despite my beating heart, somewhere in the back of my mind, I remembered that we would be going across campus and inside another dormitory building filled with students. 

"I'm sorry," I squeaked. "No… I can't." 

Alicia just smiled and snapped her panties against her hips, even hiking them up into her crotch a bit. "Suit yourself, Erica." 

We began to shuffle ourselves back into the main room. I guess we were all about ready to get going. Alicia was next to me on one side, and Ashley was on the other, still cupping her breasts. Then Christa stepped into the middle of the room and held out a hand to stop us. 

"Oh, I just have to get a picture of this!" she cried. 

"What?" I asked, startled. I did not expect this adventure was going to be documented. 

Ashley, too, seemed a bit concerned as she huddled closer to me and said, "Yeah, what is this for your "art" collection? You had better not show these to anybody!" 

Fishing through her bag for her digital camera, Christa replied, "Oh, it's only for us girls. To share the memories, you know?" 

"Or mammeries," I quipped, glancing at Alicia's cleavage and licking my lips. 

Oh my gosh, what was I thinking! This was my best friend. But standing in between the girls, in just a little pink towel, I was so aroused! As Christa readied her camera, I suddenly thought the other two might yank the towel off me at the last second. That would be so embarrassing, because right at that moment, my pussy lips were spread and my clitoris had popped out of its hood! 

"I just hope it's not too chilly out tonight!" Alicia giggled. 

After another glance at my friend in her sexy underwear, I started to think how daring she was behaving this evening. I wondered if she was up to something. And then Christa took our picture, saving the digital capture of we three young women wearing so little. I guess, technically, I was the most covered, so that made me feel a little better. 

The Art student then put her camera back in her bag, before casually walking over to the door. It was odd, seeing her fully dressed, while the rest of us were somewhat indecent. She stepped out into the hallway, and then turned to motion that it was all clear. 

Alicia squeezed my arm and said, "Here we go, Erica!" 

Now that I was caught up in the emotion, this was pretty exciting! Not only to be walking outside the dorm room in a short towel, but also because of my friend in her bra and panties, and Ashley in just her panties. The three of us moved carefully in our bare feet, and followed Christa's lead. Presumably, she would take us safely out of the building and pick our way across campus, while keeping an eye out for any trouble. 

At this stage, we must have still felt secure as we were in a familiar setting, only a few yards from the safety of Ashley's room. So we kind of walked loosely, not huddled together. With the clothed Christa pointing out the way, her friend followed next, still clutching her breasts. I was behind her, and I was starting to realize how hot Ashley looked in just her snug white panties. Her back was so smooth and bare, and she had a really nice butt. I felt myself blush, imagining the girl loosing her underwear and seeing her naked ass! Alicia marched alongside me, and I wondered if she guessed my thoughts. 

We rounded a corner, and suddenly crossed the path of another group of female students. 

"Wow, nice outfits!" one of the girls said. 

"Going out on the town like that?" asked another, eyeing my two friends clad in their panties. 

"What's with the little girl in the towel?" teased a college co-ed from across the hall. 

Christa came to our defense, or so I thought she would, but instead replied, "These ladies are up for some campus streaking." 

"Sounds fun," the first student answered mischievously, and they began to gather around us. "Actually, your friend in the middle is kind of cute…" 

As the girls moved closer, one of them reached out to touch the hem of my towel, causing me to squeak. "Please don't! I'm not wearing anything else… I'm naked!" 

"Well, that's the idea isn't it?" the other girl playfully snapped Ashley's panties, since she was helpless with her hands covering her tits. "Shouldn't you ladies be discarding the rest of your things?" 

I was kind of nervous and excited at the same time. What if they ended up taking my towel off? I didn't want these other girls to see my pointy nipples and shaved pussy. Why didn't Christa do something! Thankfully, it was my friend Alicia who intervened. 

Clad in just her bra and thong, the busty brunette looked them in the eye and said, "We are going to take everything off when we get to the dormitory building across campus!" 

"Oh, that does sound pretty wild," the first girl said, with a measure of respect. 

The three female dorm students stepped back, allowing us room to move forward again. I gave them a parting glance, and tightened my tiny towel in front of my chest. If I raised it just high enough, I wondered if I could flash the bottoms of my butt cheeks. Before rounding the corner of the hallway, Christa made sure it was clear this time. 

"Have a good time, ladies!" one of the girls called out, and then started walking in the opposite direction. 

Quickly passing by the closed doors of other dorm rooms, I turned to Alicia and gasped, "Did you mean what you said? Are you two going to finish stripping when we get to the building?" 

"I don't know, Erica. Do you want to?" 

I thought about it for a moment, my heart beating faster. "Um… all right… I'll do it if you do!" 

"You hear that, Ashley?" my brunette friend jiggled her way forward. "Erica and I are going to show it all…" 

I saw Ashley squeeze her breasts tight as she turned to us with a shocked expression. "Oh, really? Well that's more than what I signed up for… I was supposed to be wearing the towel. No way I'm loosing my panties!" 

Alicia seemed to reconsider her words and said, "I guess we'll see what happens when we get there." 

Now I was filled with suspense! I think I might have dropped my only covering right there, if Alicia asked me to, with little more than a promise that she would remove her underwear. This was so hot! I bounced on my little toes. Fortunately, Christa kept us moving, and soon we were heading down a hallway that led to the building's back entrance. 

First we had to climb down some stairs. Our student bodyguard dutifully opened the door and made sure no one was climbing up in our direction. It was somewhat amusing that Christa was expected to shield us from discovery or getting into trouble, when we were wearing so little. The more I thought about it, we were probably already in trouble, but there was no turning back now. Following on the heels of Christa's shoes, our bare feet slapped over the tiled steps, as we descended to the ground floor level. 

It felt like my pubic mound was pulsating beneath the towel as we took a few nervous steps into the new hallway. Hearing the sound of other student voices, I really wanted to touch myself. I couldn't imagine what it would be like in the dorms across campus, where we would be deliberately running through a crowd! For now, Christa had us stay close to the wall and we inched our way closer to the door. This was unreal! 

Just as some footsteps came from around the corner, our fully dressed friend shoved us forward saying, "Out! Get outside!" 

Well, before I knew what was happening, we were ushered through a doorway and down a little corridor. And then Christa pushed us out into the open night air! It was just Alicia in her bra and panties, me in my towel, and Ashley in only a scrap of underwear. I clutched the cloth tight in front of my body, feeling a cool breeze over my lower legs and shoulders. I bet if Ashley wasn't covering her bare breasts, I would see how hard her nipples were! 

My brunette friend rubbed her arms, then playfully snapped the waistband of her own thong, making me wonder if she was horny like me. "Isn't this exciting!" 

"Uh-huh," I said, with wide eyes, and moved close enough to touch Alicia's tummy. 

Then Christa was at our sides, pulling me along by the arm, "OK, ladies, we have to hurry… don't want to get caught loitering around like this." 

She was right. I couldn't think of any possible explanation if security or other classmates should stumble upon us out here, standing around half-naked. Well, at least I had my midriff covered, and I was probably the warmest. Goose pimples began to form on the bare skin of my other friends. We had to keep moving. 

Christa led us in a circuitous route around the back of the building. I hoped no one on the upper floors looked out their windows to watch us. But then, it was dark out, and not well lit along the path we were taking. However, that would change as we made our progress across the campus and toward the other building. We crept along side paths, keeping behind the landscaped shrubbery when we could. Often, the three of us would crouch down in hiding, while Christa scoped out the area and let us know it was safe to continue. 

Halfway through a campus parking lot, Ashley stopped and said, "I don't know if we should go through with this…" 

I looked at the perky nineteen-year-old, standing on the curb directly beneath an exterior light. She was completely exposed, with the fingers of her hands minimally covering her breasts. I wondered if her panties were wet. Watching her squirm and fidget, I certainly thought she would feel better if she took them off! 

"Come on, we're almost there!" Alicia urged as she walked by fully lit in her black bra and panties. 

Following my friend's steps, I glanced up at the row of lights that continued into the distance. I clutched my towel tight and thought that anyone who should pass in this direction, would be treated to quite a sight. Christa kept us all moving, and soon the other dormitory loomed into view. 

It was explained to me that this was where those upper class students who lived on campus were housed. The idea was that few of these people would be in any of the classes my friends and I were taking. And a lot of them would be graduating at the end of the semester, so it was unlikely that three younger students streaking the place would be remembered. At least, it sounded good to me, although I was still nervous. 

We skirted around the front of the building, giving a wide berth to the marble steps that led to the doors, where young men and women were exiting and entering. There was a way through the cut lawn, once more shrouded in semi-darkness, and Christa would lead us to an alternative entrance. It seemed since these were the older students, there would be less authority supervisors around to keep an eye on them. But I did see a campus security car pass by, patrolling the street. I guess that was a good thing. 

"All right, ladies…" Christa announced, barely raising her voice above a whisper. "This is it!" 

A white side door faced us on ground level, and we found that it opened easily. Passing through, it was completely dark inside. The four of us shuffled forward, with anxious giggles, and Christa hushing us not to make too much noise. I realized that Ashley would have to stretch her arms out to feel her way forward, and this meant her titties were uncovered, bouncing free! I scampered ahead, and placed my hands on her bare back. 

"Ooooh!" Ashley practically squealed. "Erica, is that you? Your fingers are cold!" 

Alicia brushed by my arm and said, "I bet I know some place where she's hot…" 

Again, we tried to stifle our giggles, taking comfort in each other since we were wearing so little. Suddenly the lights went on, and we saw Christa standing next to a switch. Looking around the room, it appeared we had entered some sort of back pantry or storage room. The walls were lined with shelves, containing household goods and boxes, kitchen and cooking supplies. There also appeared to be a reserve of all manner of snacks and chips and bottles of soda. I just hoped one of the college students didn't get the munchies and come looking in here. 

Now that we had some light, the three of us gingerly spread apart a little from one another. Instinctively, Ashley had slung an arm over her breasts, and held her other hand clasped in front of her panties. Alicia stood on the tips of her bare toes, rubbing her elbows and looking delicious in her sexy underwear. We all waited a moment, listening for any sounds or voices outside of the room. Then I bravely stepped into the middle. 

"So, um, did you want to do like you said earlier?" I asked as I nervously twisted the end of my towel. 

Alicia arched an eyebrow and grinned. "What do you mean, Erica?" 

"You know, should we go all out, and really streak this place?" 

"You mean like go… totally naked?" Alicia continued to tease me, even as she rubbed the front of her sheer panties. "I don't know… what do you think, Ashley?" 

Our perky topless friend only tugged her own panties higher, while keeping her tits carefully concealed. "I told you, I'm not going any further." 

Alicia turned back to me and said, "Looks like it's your move, Erica. If you drop your towel, I'll take off my underwear!" 

Oh my! I turned my head, to see Christa waiting and she smiled at me. A hush fell over the room, and it seemed like we were the only four people down here. So I took a deep breath, undoing the front of my towel that had been folded over and tucked in. For a heartbeat, I gripped the edges tight… and then let it fall to the floor. 

I stood nude in front of my two friends, as Christa checked out my bare ass. 

"It's not like it was going to cover much anyway," I laughed nervously, with one hand touching the side of my leg, and the other teasing the ends of my hair. 

The others just continued to stare at my naked body. I felt my blood race and my heart quicken, knowing that they were seeing every inch of me. Then I looked down, and saw that my pink nipples protruded out, fully erect. Placing my hands on my soft, trim tummy, I noticed my clitoris had unfolded out of its hood and was poking directly at the girls. Embarrassed, I quickly clasped my hands over my shaved pussy. 

Alicia shook her head, and then said, "Well, if you're going to run through the halls looking like that… the least I can do is join you." 

Christa had stepped to my side, and picked up the towel crumpled at my feet. "You two are crazy!" 

My friend Alicia playfully stuck out her tongue, watching the fully dressed girl fold the towel neatly over her arm. Then the busty brunette reached behind her back, and started to unclasp her black lacy bra. This was going to be hot… Alicia and me running through the dorms stark naked! 

A loud bang, like the sound of a door slamming, startled us all! I jumped to my toes, while my friend still had her arms to her chest, clutching the cups of her bra. We looked around in shock, my eyes going wide as I realized I had absolutely nothing on. 

"I think it came from behind us!" Christa said, pushing me forward with a hand on my rear. 

Ashley and Alicia skipped forward in their underwear. 

"What if there are people out in hall?" I cried, covering up my small titties with both hands, which left my pussy entirely exposed! 

Well, sure enough, as we piled out of the storage room, we could hear voices. Lots of voices… it sounded like they were surrounding us, coming from all directions. First we broke one way, and then Christa grabbed me by the wrist in order to pull me down another hallway. This was happening too fast, I thought, as my arms flailed out and I ran bare assed naked after her. 

For those initial moments of panic, everything was like a blur. I was in a strange building, full of college students, and I wasn't wearing any clothes. Over and over, I told myself not to loose contact with Christa who had my only covering. I completely forgot about Alicia and Ashley. We rounded one corner, and not a split second too soon, spotted a group of twenty-something year olds. As if acting on reflex alone, the art student whipped me around and pushed me down a different corridor. I guess she didn't want to get caught with the naked girl! 

"Hey!" came a voice raised behind us. 

Christa seemed to ignore this possibility of being discovered, and steered me toward a set of stairs. "Up! Up you go…" 

"Oh! But…" I heard myself gasp, as my body tingled with excitement and arousal. 

I climbed forward on tiptoes, my bare feet arched and hands grasping in front of me. Christa must have gotten a pretty intimate look between my legs, from behind. I could feel my tiny boobies shake and quiver, and I stepped nude into an upstairs hallway. Without waiting for direction, I continued to streak down the momentarily silent corridor. These must have been dorm rooms, with the doors branching off on either side of me. And it was only a matter of time before students might come walking out, crossing my path. The idea thrilled me and scared me, which kept my eyes wide, heart beating fast, and tummy fluttering! 

Slowing down, I rounded a corner cautiously. Fortunately it was still quiet. It seemed like most of the activity was still downstairs, where I guess they had the kitchens and entertainment rooms. I leaned my back against the wall, pausing to catch my breath. Naked! Here in one of the campus dormitories! I rested a hand on my flat stomach, lowering my eyes past my very erect nipples. At that moment, I really wished I had some pubic hair. As it was, I was all bare, and… well, showing a whole lot of pink! 

Cupping my hands to my breasts, I shyly peeked back around the corner. 

Where was Christa? And where were Ashley and Alicia, for that matter? I couldn't believe we had gotten separated so quickly. I figured I should probably go back, retrace my steps and find them. Suddenly, I heard a door begin to open. A couple of college students walked out into the hallway. Just as I pulled my face and shoulder behind the corner again, another door opened, followed by the sound of voices. The students greeted each other, started a casual conversation. No chance going back that way. 

The thought occurred to me that there was a very real probability of getting caught. I was totally nude, and there were lots of other young people around. I had to keep myself from dwelling on such things, as it only served to make me horny. And the last thing I wanted was to be caught playing with myself! 

Well, I decided I had better keep moving forward. Crossing my arms over my tits, I clutched my shoulders in opposite hands and padded down the hallway. I could feel my cute little bottom bouncing behind me, and in front, my labia unfolded and flapping exposed. Unlike the other corridor, this one had no side doors but the walls were lined with bulletin boards or decorative artwork. I came to another branching passage, and ducked this way, since I really had no clue as to the layout of the building. 

Now some other rooms opened up on this floor, and I approached these cautiously. One such that I heard sounds from, appeared to have a big screen television, and male voices were raised in heated, passionate tones. I guess there was a game on tonight. Peering inside, I saw the backs of three young men, who were intently focused on the action on the big screen. I pressed myself against the wall, so close, so that my nipples and protruding clit rubbed the surface. Greatly daring, I stepped sideways and stuck the entire length of my slender bare leg into the room. I even wiggled my toes! 

When I didn't get a reaction from the guys, I figured it was safe. So I carefully shielded my breasts and clasped a hand over my pussy, then scampered past the open doorway. My heart was beating wildly! Covering up this way, I jogged down the rest of the dormitory hallway. I could hear other voices, but now I wasn't sure where they were coming from. When I reached an intersecting corridor, I turned the corner. 

Another set of stairs loomed before me. My hair swished across my back as I looked over my shoulder, considering my options. I could turn around and try to run past another hallway, but I didn't know how long my luck would hold out. Something told me, I should be trying to find a way back down and regroup with my friends, not climb higher into an unknown building. 

But I was naked… and part of me wanted to know what would happen if others saw me like this. Would they even want to see me naked, especially the older students who were twenty or twenty-one? Young adults really, and here I was hardly a year out of high school. I was raw and innocent… and I found my hands wandering over my nubile body. Letting my arms fall to my sides, to keep from teasing myself, I placed a bare foot on the first step. 

There were twelve steps in total that I counted, as I climbed the flight with legs slightly trembling. They opened out onto a new wing of the dormitory, and I looked around at these surroundings, staying near the wall. More doors started in the distance, so I figured these were other student apartments. As I slowly moved my body forward, my nipples poked out, almost pointing at the ceiling. This was so hot… I wished my friends were with me! 

Suddenly, one of the doors opening sounded behind me! Instead of running, I froze, hands on my chest. I heard a gasp, then a young female voice. 

"Well, that's a cute little outfit, honey!" 

"Eek!" I cried, maybe a little too loudly. 

Flustered, I spun halfway around, and then stood on the toes of one leg. I raised my other leg in embarrassment while hugging my arms across my chest. And then I realized that the girl standing in front of me was Carrie! 

"What are you doing running around up here, Erica, without any clothes on?" she asked, as a broad grin spread across her features. 

The strawberry blonde was wearing a short, one-piece mini dress. She always looked sexy in black, and I tried to answer her, "I was doing a streak with Alicia and Ashley… and… um…" 

"Are they naked, too?" Carrie asked, amused. 

"Um… well, maybe. I don't know. We kind of got separated…" I answered feebly. 

"Put your hands on your head," my friend commanded, and after I did as I was told, she began walking slowly around me. "So you were the only one in the nude when you started this little adventure?" 

I stood with my feet spread shoulder-width apart. My fingers trembled, so I knotted them together atop my head. My little tits were thrust out as I replied, "Oh gosh, Carrie, we could get caught out here any minute! Um, let me see, Alicia was just in her underwear… she had started to take off her bra, when we had to run. Ooooh, and Ashley had been only wearing a pair of panties, but she was covering up her bare tits! " 

Of course, as I talked about the other girls, this continued to excite me. Already throbbing, my nipples positively wiggled and stuck up toward the ceiling. And down below, my bare pussy had opened up, and you could guess what was poking out. 

"Mmmm, sounds pretty risky!" Carrie purred as she slipped in behind me. 

First she had her hands on my hips. Then before I knew it, she was all over my body, rubbing down my back and smooth ass. One arm reached around me and squeezed a breast, while her other softly caressed my stomach. I arched up on my bare toes, allowing her to explore and tease. When she started to move her fingers lower and stroke my labia, I though Carrie was going to take me right here in the hallway! 

"Oh! Mmmm, yes!" I moaned. And then, in the middle of being pleasured, I asked, "But what are you doing here, Carrie?" 

"Evidently, driving you wild!" she laughed playfully. "Although I was actually on another date tonight…" 

I squirmed around, trying to press my body against hers. "A date?" 

"It was nothing special," Carrie mumbled as I tried to hike up her dress "Besides, I'm having much more fun with you, Erica! Maybe I even heard about the possibility of your little streak tonight, and made arrangements to join you…" 

"Oh, that would be so hot!" I nearly cried out with joy. "Come on, let's get this off you, and we can go streaking together!" 

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" she answered with a sly grin. 

Unfortunately, the taller girl pulled away from me slightly, and neatly pressed down the front of her dress. I watched her, my hands hanging at my sides, body still tingling. If I didn't find some relief fast, I was going to cum right here in the dormitory hallway. 

Carrie evaluated my naked form and sucked on her finger in thought. "I'll tell you what, Erica… I'll go and look for the others and then head back to Ashley's dorm room. Once we get there, I'm going to slip out of my clothes and take a nice warm bath. And if you make it back in time, you can join me!" 

"But what am I supposed to do now?" I whined. "Can't I just go with you?" 

"No!" Carrie insisted. She stepped forward again, emphasizing her point by flicking my nipples. "I want you to run around to the other side of this floor. That will give me a head start to find Alicia, Ashley, and Christa. Now stay hard for me!" 

Well! That wouldn't be too difficult! My titties were throbbing as she let go, and skipped back down the hallway, toward the stairs I had climbed earlier. I let my hand absently wander, until my fingers made contact with my adorable pussy. Oh, gosh I was wet! One more reason why I really didn't want to get caught like this. Anxiously, I spun around on my bare heel, and began to creep forward in the opposite direction. 

It was a weird feeling as I passed by the doors to the student apartments on either side. I mean, anyone could burst out at any moment. Really, I was lucky to have only been spotted by my friend Carrie. And yet, for some reason, I proceeded to walk right down the middle of the corridor instead of hugging the wall. At first, of course, I clutched arms and hands over my breasts and crotch. But my pink bits were just so sensitive, I couldn't continue to walk in that position. By the time I reached the corner, I was not covering up at all. 

Peering around the edge of the wall, I saw that there was another staircase ahead. I could definitely hear the faint sound of voices from below, but I figured I would have to make my way out of the building sooner or later. So I bravely stepped out onto the carpeted steps and began moving toward the lower floor. All nude, and horny! 

I was just thinking that I should let it all hang out, and run through the dorms even if everybody sees me. It was late, a Friday night, and no one on campus really knew me. And then, rounding the corner at the foot of the stairs, another young woman walked right in front of me… 

Oh my gosh, it was Lisa! 

"Well, well, Erica. I was just looking for you," the arrogant blonde said, eyeing me from head to toe. 

I gasped, my heart nearly stuck in my throat. On the one hand, I was glad that it was yet another of my high school acquaintances who caught me, and not some stranger. But I was always ashamed whenever Lisa saw me naked. Especially totally naked. She was so beautiful, and I really had no idea what she thought of my body. She always would make fun of my small tits, but Lisa never said if she thought I was cute or sexy or anything. It was kind of driving me crazy. 

Running both my hands through my hair, I spread my legs a little, to make sure she got a good look at my pink pussy and extended clitoris. "Um, hello… Lisa. What are you doing here?" 

"That's funny," the young woman laughed derisively. "Asking me about my business, while you are in a campus building completely in the nude." 

When Lisa put it like that, reminding me of the seriousness of the situation, I instinctively locked my knees together and dropped a hand to cover my baldness. 

"You still look like a little girl," she remarked coolly. "Move your hands out of the way." 

I immediately did as instructed. However, I couldn't help but steal a glance over my bare shoulder, wondering who might wander down the stairs and get an unobstructed view of my little bottom. Lisa moved closer, folded her arms, and continued to eye me critically. 

"Your nipples are so pink, and long, Erica. I can tell you've been playing with yourself…" 

Licking my lips, I remembered Carrie's hands on my body. "Um, not exactly." 

Lisa then crouched down in front of me, her face inches away from my pussy. I just stared straight ahead as she inhaled, taking in the aroma of my arousal, and then she blew gently across my exposed lower lips. Almost, I wanted to place my hands on her head and draw her near. I did separate my legs further, allowing the college freshman easier access. Shocked, and extremely excited, I felt Lisa use her fingers to spread apart my labia and peer into my vagina. 

"Well I can see you are about to let loose your juices," the girl remarked, pausing to press my clitoris with her thumb! 

I tried to speak, while moaning beneath her touch. "Ah… I think… mmmm… I should be going now!" 

At this point, Lisa stood up and casually wiped her fingers on her pants leg. I noticed for the first time she was wearing some kind of baggy khakis, but had a tight top that complimented her well-shaped breasts. Lisa reached into her pants pockets, and pulled out a couple of items. It looked like… 

"Don't you want to wait for Alicia?" the scheming nineteen-year-old smiled. 

"Oh, my, are those?" I brought one hand to my mouth and pointed with the other. "Are those Alicia's bra… and panties?" 

Lisa twirled the black lacy things on the tips of her fingers. "Took them right off her. Teach her to go running around campus in her underwear!" 

"You mean she is stark naked?" 

The bossy blonde just grinned and started to turn away. "Follow me, Erica." 

I gladly padded after her, thinking about the sight of luscious Alicia fully nude, somewhere in the building. For a moment, it made me forget that I was just as vulnerable, as I marched down the hall. Still, my slim legs trembled, and arms quivered, with my own body completely on display. We were moving so quickly, no time to check if we might run into someone. Maybe that's what Lisa wanted. Maybe that's what I wanted, too… 

We approached a doorway, and Lisa paused to turn and look at me. 

"Can't you close that thing up?" she asked, annoyed. 

I lowered my eyes, then shyly cupped both hands over my pussy, which of course had parted invitingly. "I'm sorry, Lisa… it's just so exciting!" 

"A fine way to greet your friend," the blonde said disapproving of my condition. "Don't try to hide your nipples, Erica. They are sticking straight up at the ceiling." 

Rubbing a bare foot behind my leg, I replied, "My breasts are looking perky tonight, aren't they?" 

Lisa only grunted, "They are still a bit too small. But I guess we can't all be so well endowed. It amazes me how easily you run around stark naked!" 

"But, I…" 

The door was thrown open, and Lisa grabbed me by an arm. She practically pulled me close to her, only to shove me forward with her hands on my smooth bare bottom. I jiggled and skipped a couple of steps into the room, hearing the bossy blonde behind me. 

"Alicia will be waiting for you," Lisa laughed. 

And then the door was closed. 

Instinctively, I spun around, rubbing my arms as if there was a chill in the room. Gathering my bearings I saw that I was in what looked to be a student apartment. It was similar to Ashley's dorm, but much nicer. There was a red loveseat directly in front of me, and I started moving in this direction. As I walked forward slowly, my toes sank into a rich plush carpet. 

I turned my head to better take in my surroundings. This really was a nice pad. I wondered if all upperclassmen were provided such furnishings. The place did seem empty. For some reason, the idea of being totally nude in some student's apartment, a student I couldn't possibly know, made me incredibly horny. 

"Alicia… are you in here?" I called out softly, as I crept deeper into the room 

There was a door closed off to the side, and I paused standing in front of it. I ran a hand down my stomach and licked my lips, imagining my friend equally undressed on the other side. Filled with anxiety, I inched up on my tiptoes. My butt cheeks clenched reflexively, in anticipation. I placed my hand on the doorknob and turned. 

Peering inside as I pushed forward, the room appeared to be dimly lit. There was a flickering light coming from a distant corner, almost projected off the back wall. Bravely, I willed my body to keep moving, and stepped full into the room. 

"Alicia, are you in here?" I called into the semi-darkness. 

A voice, a young male voice, replied, "Quiet, we're trying to watch the movie!" 

Before I could even react, another young man's voice piped up, "Who's Alicia?" 

I just froze, mid stride. Had Lisa tricked me again? Maybe I walked into the wrong room! I kind of had one slender leg stretched in front of me, slightly bent as I prepared to take another unclad step. I had lifted my arms, when sudden doubt had paralyzed me in uncertainty, my fingers lightly touching my bare shoulders. In the flickering light from the plasma television on the wall, I could tell that my slim figure was silhouetted against the open door behind me. And my nipples, uncovered, were sticking straight out. 

That was the pose I struck when the lights of the room were turned up. 

I found myself staring like a deer caught in headlights, into the equally wide eyes of two college guys who had craned their necks around to identify the intruder. As they evaluated my full frontal nudity, I also noted that these guys did not appear to be jocks or preps. In fact, they looked like a couple of Sci-Fi geeks. One had glasses and wore an open buttoned-down shirt un-tucked. The other was bearded and a little overweight. My eyes darted to one of the room's walls where a Star Trek poster was hung. 

"Looks like you have your dorm numbers mixed up," the genius with the glasses said. 

"Looks like some new entertainment has arrived," said Beardy, reaching over to crack open a beer can. 

"Um, I…" all I could do was stammer. 

Then the other guy with the remote, that apparently controlled not only the television but also the dimmer switch, started to make introductions! "Hi, my name is Bob… and this is Jake." 

"I'm Erica…" I said shyly, feeling a pink blush spread all over my body. 

Jake offered a friendly smile and asked, "Would you like a beer?" 

I shook my head no. Then I raised one hand to tease the ends of my hair. It was an annoying habit that I needed to break, especially when I was naked! I still had nothing covered. My heart was racing, and I took a small step forward, my bare feet shuffling over the carpet. These guys were like twenty or twenty-one, and although not the hottest looking, they kept me aroused knowing they were seeing every inch of my body. 

Bob adjusted his sitting position (probably to hide something in his pants!) and said to his friend, "She looks like one of those girls on that radio show." 

"Hey, yeah. She's completely hairless," Jake stated the obvious. "But she'd need a boob job" 

I thought I would die of embarrassment! Hearing them critical of my little tits, I felt so humiliated. But still, I did not try to run. However, I did lift my hands to cover my breasts. 

"No, no, it's OK," Bob tried to reassure me. "I think they're cute. You can lower your arms…" 

There was definitely a charge of sexual tension in the room, but I sensed that I was not in any danger. I doubt these guys saw much action, and me walking in on them bare-ass nude was probably such a thrill. Slowly, I moved my hands out of the way. I was going to switch hands and shield my pussy, but a look from Jake's puppy dog eyes, and I left my clean-shaven slit on display. 

Bob and his friend sat captivated on the floor, and asked if I would climb onto the bed. 

"Um, I don't think that's a good idea…" I replied, biting my lip. 

"It's not what you think," Bob laughed. "It's just… I want to see if you can walk over the corner bedpost…" 

I giggled in spite of myself, and the situation. "What?" 

"Here, look…" Jake crawled over to the other side of the bed, and pointed at the decorative ornament used on the bottom post. 

Atop the metal frame, at each edge, was a smooth globe. I couldn't tell if it was glass or some other silver material. It kind of had a planetary look to it, and was about the size of a volley-ball. Some kind of new age modern art furniture, I figured. Moving closer to inspect, I lifted a knee and let it sink into the soft mattress. Now I could place both hands on the ornate bedpost, which I found to be cool to the touch. 

The guys urged me forward. This was weird. But kind of fun, too. I realized that I would have to hoist myself a little in order to clear the globe's surface. With one foot still on the floor, I stretched my leg, raising up on my toes. I pushed down on the sphere, almost like a gymnast trying to vault a beam. I only made it half-way… 

Hard and smooth, the round post made contact with my labia and sent a shock of pleasure through my body. My pussy lips were brushed delightfully across its surface. I found that I could let go with my hands and essentially straddle the globe. Was this something they had seen on their radio show? Well, it felt amazing! Running my hands through my hair, I actually started to hump the bedpost, rubbing my soft pussy back and forth, my clit dangling out and wiggling. 

"Oh… mmmm, yes! Mmmmm!" 

As soon as I squeezed my breasts and pinched a nipple, I realized that I was masturbating in front of two unknown college guys. Although I knew their names, so I suppose we weren't complete strangers. But I didn't care. It was too late, and if someone didn't stop me, I was going to cum all over this guy's room! 

"What the hell?" came an angry female voice behind me. 

Still straddling the silvery sphere, I looked over my bare shoulder to see that a young woman had entered the room. She had short hair, and was a bit overweight herself. One look at her Star-Trek T shirt, and my face dawned with understanding. She was one of these guys' Sci-Fi friends. This was her room! 

Before I knew it, Star Trek lady grabbed me by my arm. She pulled me off the bed and whirled me around. The boys got a pretty good look up my ass, and between my legs as well! 

"I am so sick of this," the lady complained. "These other college guys dating high school girls! They bring them on to campus, have their way with then, and then they get lost! What are you fifteen, sixteen years old?" 

"No, I… oooh!" I yelped as she smacked my bare butt. 

Jake and Bob tried to come to my defense. "Come on Nancy, don't be hard on her…" 

"Speaking of hard-ons, " Nancy said with finality, "This little show is over!" 

I realized then that the boys were in no condition to help me. The college girl was much stronger than me, and there was nothing I could do as she pulled me out, back into the living room. To my surprise, there was another girl sitting out here, with long blonde hair and glasses. Past her amazed expression I was pushed, all the way to the entrance to the girl's apartment. 

I had hope at worst she would toss me back into the hallway, where Lisa would be waiting to laugh at me. Where the hell was Alicia, anyway, or my other friends! Unfortunately, I was in no such luck. Nancy continued to drag me buck naked down the corridor. She was moving so fast, so it was all I could do to keep up on my rubbery legs. My free arm was flailing out, and unable to cover anything. 

As we passed other dorm rooms, doors opened up, and other students stepped outside to see what the commotion was. I had been so close to orgasm, I was afraid that my nipples and clit were still erect. A dozen or more people caught view of my nubile form. 

Our forced march through the dormitory continued, and there was still no sign of my friends. I'd like to say I was dragged kicking and screaming through the twisting passages, but in truth, I was too flustered to do anything about it, so it seemed like I went along holding Nancy's hand. We walked into a common area where there were maybe thirty students… and they saw EVERYTHING! 

"Streaker!" somebody shouted. 

There were whistles and clapping, and then the chant was picked up: "Streaker! Streaker!" 

Now that Nancy had gotten the whole floor of the dormitory worked up, she was prepared to release her hold on me. First, she pulled me close and whispered in my ear. 

"Now get out, you tart, and find security or some phone to call home to Mommy to pick you up!" 

Totally naked, I ran down some steps into a lobby or waiting area. Behind me, the crowd followed, calling out and making comments about my chest and bouncing bottom. With arms stretched out to either side of me, I made a frantic dash for the exit, my pink pussy lips flapping in front of me. I hope none of these older students would remember my face. 

Once I left the confines of the building, the cool nighttime air washed across my overheated body. It felt so good! I actually had to pause a moment to catch my breath, and flick my elongated nipples. Then I slipped a finger inside… 

"Ooooh…" 

No time for that! I had to get back to Ashley's room. This meant a further streak through campus, and then a daring climb through her building. But what if she wasn't back at her room herself? Then again, there had been no sign of Ashley or Christa or Alicia, since we separated. I guess Lisa had tricked me after all. They were probably sitting back in my friend's dorm room have a great laugh at my expense. 

And then I remembered that Carrie was supposed to join me in a hot bath once I had returned. That, and the fact that my only clothes were still at Ashley's place, caused me to pick up my pace and start jogging across campus. Thankfully it was a Friday night, so a lot of students had gone home for the weekend, or would be out on the town. Also, the faculty would be gone, so I wouldn't have to worry about an embarrassing encounter with any of my professors. 

By the time I made it back to the dormitory for new students, I shied up again. These were my potential or current classmates. I had to be really careful, and didn't want to get in trouble or get a reputation for doing this sort of thing. With one hand covering my pussy, I pulled on the glass door that led to the rear of the building. I still felt really sexy as I sneaked through the corridor on my bare tiptoes, hugging my body, but knowing that my cute little ass was so exposed. 

As I peered around the corner on the floor that led to Ashley's dorm room, I felt I playful slap on my bottom. I turned around to see one of the girls who taunted us earlier in the evening. 

"Well, I guess you went through with it," she said with a marked tone of respect in her voice. 

"Uh-huh," I answered, while trying to hide how horny I was. 

The girl looked me over, and then snickered, "You look like you're ready to have a screaming orgasm!" 

I just turned around, flashing her my butt, and ran down the hallway. She would no doubt hear me when I finally found my release. Moving forward I kept my head lowered, but did glance up to check the numbers on each door. Finally I made it to Ashley's small apartment. 

"Ashley, Christa… are you inside?" I asked, not too quietly, as I pounded on the door. "If you don't let me in… I'm going to cum… out here in the hallway!" 

There was a loud whistle behind me, as someone stepped out from the doorway directly across from my bare behind. My fingers touched my sensitive lips and stroked. I thought I heard the snap and whirl of a digital camera, or maybe it was just my imagination. 

The door opened, and Carrie greeted me, wearing a short bathrobe. "Oh hello, Erica. You're running a little late tonight. I've already had my bath." 

"Let me in!" I squealed. 

My friend, the buxom strawberry blonde stepped aside, allowing me to scurry past her into the dorm living room. Ashley and Christa were on the couch, covering their mouths to try and contain their fits of laughter. I noticed Ashley was wearing a long T-Shirt. 

"So just how exciting was that, Erica?" the art student, Christa, teased me. 

I put my hands on my head and showed them. Then I spun around and tried to get to the bathroom, but Carrie stopped me. 

"Alicia is in the shower right now… 

I was already fingering myself as I asked, "Did.. mmmm… did Alicia streak through… campus?" 

"Not exactly," Carrie informed me. "You see, when Lisa discovered us, she offered Alicia a towel in exchange for her underwear… which she used to bait you back at the Seniors dorms. You are the only one who did a fully naked streak! We're so proud of you!" 

The humiliation of being played for a fool only served to heighten my arousal. The fact that I had been caught nude in two more campus buildings made me hot. I sank to the floor, spreading my legs wide apart, and began openly playing with my pussy. 

"Oh my," Carrie giggled. "This is going to be a big one…" 

The other girls turned to watch me masturbate. Behind me, through the locked bathroom door, I knew Alicia would hear my cries of pleasure and ecstasy. It did not take long before I brought myself over the edge, my body undulating in wave after wave of orgasm. 

And the whole time, I was thinking about Jake and Bob. 
I looked at my wristwatch, trying to judge how long I would have to wait around for Alicia. She had stay and practice for one of her stuffy musical performances at the college, and then we would have the rest of the afternoon free. I told her that I didn't much feel like sitting through all that at the campus Arts center, so I made my way to the student commissary. After grabbing a quick drink, I stopped to relieve myself, and then was feeling quite refreshed. 

Stepping back outside the building, I found a marble bench to sit on, leaning back on the heels of my hands. It was a lovely day out, and I was thinking I should have brought along some sunglasses. As I turned my head and squinted, I noticed that the campus had pretty much thinned out since the end of the spring semester. Of course, there were still activities going on, leaving plenty of students to watch passing by. Or perhaps, they were watching me. 

I lowered my head, pulling my bottom lip through my front teeth. Blushing, I crossed my legs. Today, I had worn a cute denim skirt that came down to the middle of my thighs. I had a white long-sleeved top on, but it was of a light mesh material, and kept me cool. On my feet there were a pair of leather open-toed sandals. I would have dangled the one shoe on the edge of my bobbing foot, but the straps had buckles and did not slip off easily. Maybe that was a good thing. 

Instead, I leaned forward, and ran my hands along the length of my bare, smooth legs… over my shins and calves, and then back up again. The sun felt really nice on my skin. Something about the way I let my fingers roam over my knee made me a little self-conscious. Like maybe I was showing too much skin. But then, it hardly seemed anyone noticed me. 

Over my shoulder, I heard the door to the building opened suddenly. Not unusual, except it had been relatively quiet for the last ten minutes or so. The sound of bustling movement startled me, and I quickly dropped both feet to the ground and sat up straight. I turned my head to look behind me, and observed an amusing sight. 

A young man appeared to be navigating down the path. But his outfit was absolutely comical. He had this oversized bright yellow jumpsuit on, and big rubber boots. I watched him lurch first to his left, and then to his right, as if he was unsure about which direction he was supposed to be heading. Strapped over his head were some kind of half glasses, half goggles with thick black rims. They were about as ugly as anything I had ever seen. Still, I laughed. 

Before I knew it, the oddly dressed individual was moving in my direction. I don't know why, but I lifted my legs a little, stretching them out fully in front of me. In spite of the bewildered rush he appeared to be in, that caught his attention! 

The young man paused, then turned to regard me. "Erica?" 

At the sound of his voice, I suddenly realized who this was. Looking closer, I recognized the face, even with those ridiculous goggles, which were not that much more ridiculous than the glasses he had worn the first time we met. It was Bob, the senior I had bumped into a few weeks ago in the dormitories. I gave him a shy little wave. 

"Erica!" the young man continued, "I almost didn't recognize you with…" 

He stopped mid-sentence, before he could finish the embarrassing statement. Blushing, I lowered my head. I know what Bob was going to say. He almost didn't recognize me, with my clothes on! I could hear him clear his throat nervously, shuffling just a few feet off to my side. 

Finally, I looked up again with a weak smile. "So, um, is there some kind of bio-hazard emergency on campus?" 

Bob blinked for a moment, confused, then spread his arms out. "Oh, you mean this get-up? I'm sorry… it must look very bizarre…" 

"Yes, it does," I giggled. 

Now the young man straightened himself and answered, "Well it is for a very important procedure that I am on my way to, this very minute. It's part of a special grant-writing project that Jake and I have been working on. We are about to present to the science committee for evaluation." 

"So, you are dealing with dangerous chemicals, or something?" I asked, somewhat intrigued. 

Bob began to pace, and I could tell he was anxious to be on his way. "Not exactly. We're not entirely sure what we are dealing with, so we have to take precautions. It has to do with quantum molecular structure on the atomic level…" 

My eyes shifted as he trailed on about concepts I could not possibly fathom. I guess at some point he noticed my disinterest. Bob took a few steps down the path, then turned and motioned with his arm. 

"Erica, would you like to come along?" he asked. "I'm headed for the Science Center, and the graduate staff will be waiting." 

I glanced again at my watch. Alicia would probably be another couple of hours. And it did seem kind of prestigious, the way Bob described all the academic big shots that were going to be evaluating his work. Since I had nothing to better to do, I figured I would tag along. Besides, my class schedule never involved any advanced sciences, so none of the faculty would recognize me. 

"All right!" I said, and jumped to my feet. 

It would do me some good to stretch my legs with a walk around campus, instead of just sitting on my ass. As Bob began once more heading in a new direction, I had to hurry to keep up with him. We probably looked very strange, next to one other. With the college senior in his nuclear plutonium protection suit, and nineteen-year-old me in my little denim skirt. Thinking about it, I was probably the prettiest girl Bob had ever been seen with. And knowing that I could take people's eyes off him as we trekked across campus, made me feel really good. 

We reached the halls of the Science Center, and proceeded to enter the cold white building. I recall now, that I did have a very general, basic science course in my first term. But I hadn't been here since, and certainly had never seen any of the higher floors. 

Bob led me over to an elevator, which we took up four levels. It was on this wing, he explained, that the evaluation/experiment would be taking place. Our footsteps echoed as a moment of awkward silence passed between us. 

"So, um, you're going on to graduate school next year?" I asked, twisting a lock of hair behind my ear. 

Bob nodded his head earnestly. "Jake and I were accepted into a top-notch national program. Now if all goes well today, we may be awarded a fellowship in addition to that! Isn't this exciting?" 

"Yeah…" I mumbled, and gazed around up at the walls that reached toward the skylights, our steps sounding down the corridor. 

In truth, I still had no idea what Bob was talking about, or what this experiment was supposed to be. But it sure sounded like the science professors were impressed, and some people from other state universities would be attending. I started to feel like I was way out of place, being among such intellectuals. And here I was, just a year out of high school! 

Reaching the end of the corridor, we came to an intersection, and turned a corner that led to a large metal door. Bob had to enter a security code, for us to enter. 

"It's nothing Top Secret," he laughed. "The school of science is just very protective about their laboratory equipment." 

We padded now across a carpeted foyer, which led to some sort of waiting area. Through another door, I saw that there was a long table, and about a dozen people seated on chairs behind it. Older men and women, these folks had to be the most serious people I had ever seen in my life. They were diligently taking a flurry of notes, and hardly acknowledged our entrance. 

The senior student looked around for a moment, but apparently there was no other seating to be found in the small antechamber. He then motioned to the opposite side of the room, across from the table, where there was a glass wall. Behind this divider, I could see it was brightly lit, with all sorts of instruments, computers and monitors, and Bob's friend, Jake. There was also a rectangular door cut into one end of the Plexiglas, and through this I was ushered. 

"Jake, you remember Erica?" my companion greeted his lab partner. 

I blushed as the other grinned beneath his beard. He was also dressed in the same type of yellow jumpsuit and was wearing rubber boots. Because he was a bit larger than Bob, he looked kind of like a puffed out clown. I put a hand to my mouth to keep from giggling. This was supposed to be a serious academic dissertation. 

The boys found me a black laboratory stool, and I moved this over to the corner to have a seat, out of the way. I really shouldn't think of them as boys, although they had all the enthusiasm of a couple of youngsters playing with a new chemistry set. Still, I had to keep in mind that these were twenty-two or twenty-three year old young men. Looking out through the glass at the line of stern faces behind the table, I had the sudden thought that I was the sexiest person in the room! 

Bob began to address the assembled professors and fellow scientists. I saw that the counter in front of the Plexiglas had a standing microphone, and his words would be amplified on the other side. As he continued to launch into a well-prepared preliminary discussion, I took note of the rest of the laboratory surroundings. Next to the counter was a station that had some dishes and beakers and graduated cylinders. On the other side, was a set of high-tech consoles, and Jake was dutifully running calculations and keeping an eye on things. 

As the presentation wore on, I wondered if I would not have been better staying at Alicia's music performance. Or else I could have remained back at the student center, and found something else to keep me amused. Just when I thought it couldn't get any more boring, a loud buzzing like an alarm sounded inside the chamber. It made me jump a little, and I put my hands to my little ears. Well, at least this was unexpected… 

Bob stopped in the middle of his presentation and looked around nervously. To his side, Jake hopped on another computer and began typing frantically. I had the sense that this was not part of their demonstration. Looking outside the glass partition, I watched the professors and the scientists, exchanging glances, some wearing frowns of disapproval. Then my eyes were drawn to the work surface of the counter in front of Bob. There were two trays hooked up to an assortment of fine wires, and within were twin pools of undulating silver. It looked like some kind of liquid metal. 

"A distortion in the alloy compound!" Jake was muttering, whatever that meant. 

Bob spun around, his gaze intense behind the goggles as he surveyed the lab station. All the while, the buzzing noise persisted, and the fluorescent ceiling lights began to flicker. The young man stepped in front of me, then took my hands in his rubber gloves, and pulled me to my feet. Without explanation, he quickly walked me over to the door cut into the Plexiglas. 

We both looked up to see that a light on top of the door that had been dim, was now flashing bright red. A bolt had automatically slid into place on the other side of the door, preventing it from being opened. 

"Are we…is everything all right?" I asked with some degree of trepidation. 

Again, Bob seemed to look me over from head to toe, than dragged me toward the middle of the room. He conferred with his partner Jake, who then immediately typed something and brought up another program. Finally, he turned to address the committee, and I had the feeling he was about to make up some bullshit. 

"This is all perfectly normal," he was saying through the microphone. "We have set up a control, in order to replicate the challenging reactions that we have observed while studying this extremely delicate material." 

I saw him gesture at the silvery substance, which bubbled violently, and didn't look anything at all like delicate. Bob then went on to nonchalantly inform the panel that the substance he and Jake had been working with was highly sensitive and reactive to other metals. He turned slightly, pointing an arm toward the ground, at my feet. 

"Erica," he whispered out of the corner of his mouth, "I need you to remove your shoes." 

I looked down, then back at the young man in disbelief. "What?" 

"Your sandals," Bob tried to explain, "the buckles are metal. They are destabilizing the compound… we have to get rid of them!" 

"Oh, um, of course…" I muttered, as if it made all the sense in the world! 

Yet I found myself shyly crouching down on one knee, so I could unfasten the buckles. First I did one shoe, and then the other. I leaned on Bob for support, as I stood back up, now able to lift my toes out of each sandal. The tiles of the lab station were cool beneath my bare feet, sending shivers up my legs and causing me to rub my arms. Out of nowhere, Jake bent down and snatched up my footwear. 

Now I watched amazed as Jake brought them over to the back wall and activated a bin of some sort, which I hadn't noticed before. It looked like it could be a containment unit, although I had no idea for sure. I hoped it wasn't a disposal bin that he dumped them inside… I wanted those sandals back! 

Curling my toes self-consciously as I stood in the room's center, I saw Jake return to the main computer. On the screen there was a big red bar and lots of numbers, all changing rapidly and well beyond my comprehension. I did notice that the red bar moved down a little. 

Bob made some kind of scientific sounding declaration to the review panel, and then he turned his attention once more toward me. He stepped close in front of me, his back to the glass window. When he took my hands in his, it was such a sweet moment. I could see that he was confident, but not all that sure what was going on. He asked if I could remove my wristwatch. 

Well, what could I do? Clearly the metallic band, no matter how thin and fragile, was still disrupting their experiment. I licked my lips, and then carefully undid the clasp. Handing the watch over to Bob, he tossed it to his partner, who in turn discarded it into the mysterious bin. 

Instinctively, my eyes darted to the computer screen, as I absently massaged my wrist. The red bar moved slightly. Or was it just a trick of the flashing and flickering lights? The boys seemed to think something happened, as they nodded silently at one another. Bob stepped in front of the microphone, going on about how their Subject had displayed a number of variables that triggered fascinating ionic developments. As if to underscore his point, the liquid metal leaped up, like a silvery finger beckoning to the young scientists. I tried to see if the professors were impressed, but I couldn't tell. 

Shuffling around in his rubber boots, Bob moved to stand behind me, placing his hands on my shoulders and back. Wide-eyed, I arched up on my toes, but kept my arms straight at my sides. I may have even pushed out my chest a little. He continued to palpitate the supple curve of my spine, taking a great interest in the make of my shirt. 

"Erica… this material," he started, "your top is woven with miniature metal links. I'm afraid I need… you need, to take it off." 

My hands reached up to grip the edge at my waist. "You want me to get undressed… in front of your teachers?" 

"They're scientists, Erica. They understand that this is part of the research," he tried to sound convincing. 

Unable to find words, all I could do was gasp, as he brushed the bottom of my shirt. Meanwhile, my fingers fumbled with the front edge, just enough so that my bellybutton peeked into view. 

Jake strode over and leaned in close to me. "Listen, Erica, I don't know why Bob brought you in here without proper protection. But it's evident that the metal on your clothes is causing the compound to become agitated. We need it to stabilize, or it might evolve into a hazardous substance!" 

I couldn't believe what I was hearing! And then Bob placed his hands lightly on my hips, speaking in a softer tone of voice, and he also seemed a little embarrassed himself. 

"Are you… are you wearing a bra?" 

"Yes!" I said rather breathlessly. 

I backed up, and the smooth heel of my foot pressed against the hard toe of the young man's boot. I felt vulnerable, yet at the same time, secure in his half-embrace. 

"Erica, please…" Jake implored, looking nervously at the laboratory workstation, then back at me. "Take off your shirt!" 

Well, I suppose it was all in the name of science. So I turned around, now facing Bob. I hesitated, and found I couldn't look him in the eye. Fingers curling around the bottom of my shirt, I began to pull it up… exposing my bare stomach… and then higher, until my white bra came into view. I was feeling all sorts of emotions, from fear that I had actually messed up their experiment, to the delicious humiliation of being commanded to strip. Now I lowered my head, and pulled my mesh top the rest of the way off, twisting it inside out as it came off my arms. 

I just handed the material over to Jake, and watched him quickly dispose of it inside that bin. Realizing that I was now standing here in my bra, I folded my arms across my chest. Then I turned around to see if there was any improvement on the monitor. It seemed that the red bar indicator moved noticeably. I guess the metal on my clothes really was somehow interfering with conditions in the room. 

From behind me, I heard Bob say, "Oh no…" 

"What is it?" I asked as I spun around again, my foot rubbing the back of my bare calf. 

The aspiring graduate student looked past me to acknowledge the panel observing this demonstration, and then he said, "Um… Erica, your bra… has a metal clasp." 

"Of course it does," I answered quickly. "Oh, wait… you don't mean…" 

Jake suddenly popped back behind me, and somehow he managed to manipulate the metal bra hook with his rubber gloves. Before I knew it, I was practically cradling the A cups in my arms. At least positioned between the two boys, the gathered faculty on the other side of the glass could not see me. 

I carefully slid the bra straps off my shoulders one at a time, and then gave the undergarment to Jake for him to confiscate. Briefly, I stood before Bob bare-chested, my tits uncovered and my nipples growing long and hard. Ohmygosh, I didn't want him to get the wrong idea, like I was enjoying this! I lifted up my hands to cover my breasts, but Bob gave me an understanding smile of gratitude. 

Topless! I was now topless in the college science building… and there were like a dozen smart and important people watching me! I didn't think I could stand it much longer, so with my hands still cupping my titties, I pushed myself forward and jogged toward the corner of the room. My bare feet slapped over the tiles, until I reached the laboratory stool I had been seated on. 

Over my shoulder, I could here Bob address the panel. Then it sounded like he turned to have a heated discussion with Jake. 

"What? What else could it be?" I heard the bearded young man state earnestly. 

And then Bob came clomping over to me in his dumb rubber boots. He put his hands on my bare shoulders, and gently turned me around. Again, standing like this in front of the young man, I found that I couldn't look him directly in the eye. Instead, I blew a whistle of air up from my bottom lip, causing a strand of my soft brown hair to rise off my face. My arms were still hugging my chest, when Bob lowered his hands to my hips. 

"Oh, Erica…" he spoke somewhat dismayed. "Your skirt!" 

"Do you like it?" I asked sarcastically, while feeling nervous, excited, thrilled and embarrassed all at the same time. 

He smiled briefly, and then said, "Yes, it's very nice. But I count at least 5 metallic buttons sewn into the material. We need you to let us remove it from the experimental zone." 

"What exactly is happening to all my stuff?" I pouted. 

Bob looked back over his shoulder at Jake, before answering me, "We need to take these metal items out of an area where they can't interact with the substance we are working on. In that container, the buckles on your sandals, your wristwatch, and your mesh shirt, won't be able to destabilize the molecular…" 

"Yeah, yeah… and now you want my skirt, too!" I said, even as I lowered one hand to pop open the button. "Oh my… I guess we forgot to count the metal zipper as well!" 

That sealed it. With one arm slung across my breasts, I let the denim skirt wiggle down my hips, and fall to the floor completely. I shyly lifted each leg, so that Bob could bend down and retrieve the material. 

Before he returned the item to his lab partner, I reached out to touch his arm. "Bob… um, I just want you to know, I'm really embarrassed." 

Even as I made the confession, I could feel the pink blush spreading up my thighs and tummy, my neck flushing and ears turning red. What I wondered, was if the astute scientist knew also that I was getting very aroused! 

"I know," he replied softly. "I'm sorry about this. I'll make it up to you." 

While I stood there in just my little white panties, I watched Bob proceed to deliver my clothes to Jake, and then spoke once more to the assembled professors. I imagine he had to explain what was going on, all about his hypothesis that the metal things I was wearing had caused a strange and potentially dangerous reaction with the compound they were studying. From the corner, I could not see the computer screen, but I hoped that red bar had gone all the way down, since I didn't have any more metallic items on me. Feeling a little horny, and a little adventurous, I crept quietly closer to the center of the room so that the panel might have a better look at my slim nineteen-year-old figure. I bet I made a more interesting body of research! 

Bob and Jake now both monitored their testing material and consulted the computer programs. Again they seemed to have a spirited exchange. I caught Jake gesturing in my direction. Now what? 

Both young men approached me. Bob asked me nicely if I had any other metal on me. I told him that there was nothing I could think of. 

"Is your clit pierced?" Jake scratched his beard and narrowed his eyes as he looked at my crotch. 

I nearly put my hands on my hips in shock, but that would have revealed how hard my nipples were. "Excuse me?" 

"Your clitoris," Jake continued, "does it have a piercing?" 

"No way!" I answered truthfully, even as the object of this sensitive discussion began to poke out. 

Jake looked at his partner, and then said, "It certainly looked big enough, if I remember correctly. You know, Erica, you could have a little circlet through the apex of your labia, with a metallic ball resting on that extended, fleshy nub." 

"No!" I repeated, growing more and more turned on. 

Before Bob could intercede on my behalf, his partner challenged me, "I don't believe you. There is still some metal in this room, coming… coming from you! Take off your panties, Erica." 

My eyes went wide, as I shuffled nervously from one bare foot to the other. He wanted me to remove my underwear? Right here in front of everybody? I looked at Bob, but I could tell he was just as conflicted… not wanting to humiliate me any further, but also perplexed as to the source of any disruptive metal objects. Well, I had to prove to him that I was not hiding anything and was not the cause of their presentation's problems. 

First, I turned my back so that it was facing the viewing glass. All these professors and scientists were going to get a good look at my bare ass, but I tried not to think about that. I lowered my arms to hook my thumbs in the sides of my panties. My nipples were quivering, my tummy fluttering, as I began to slowly peel the elastic waistband down my hips. I wondered if I could have just lowered them in front, or rolled them halfway down my thighs, but my trembling hands did not stop. They kept tugging the material down my legs, until I was able to shake them past my knees. 

I let my underwear fall all the way to my ankles. Then I stepped completely out of them. Ohmygosh! I stood fully nude in front of the two boys. Nothing was left to the imagination! 

Reflexively, my hands darted to cover my pussy, and tried to shield my nipples, as I modestly bent a knee forward. But then I remembered that I was supposed to show these young scientists everything, like an examination. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and moved my hands out of the way. I even shifted my legs further apart. This caused my pink lower lips to unfold completely, my clitoris protruding out of its hood. I hoped Jake was satisfied… 

However, he only crouched down in front of my bald crotch, and said, "Erica, spread your labia apart…" 

"Oh!" I gasped, but my hands willingly sought to touch that most silky, sensitive skin. 

I pressed my thumbs into my shaved mound, using my two index fingers to pull apart the lips. Into my steaming slit, the young man peered. And then he stuck his finger out, encased in a rubber glove, and touched my clit! 

"OHHH! Mmmmmm…." I moaned, my body shuddering at such pleasurable sensations. 

Jake then stood up and shook his head. "Nope, definitely no ring or any signs of piercing. I doubt you could ever get through the procedure, Erica." 

"So then where is the metal coming from?" Bob inquired. 

At this point, the young man acted like a gentleman and stepped behind me, essentially blocking the view of my totally naked body from the science faculty. But then he placed his hands on the sides of my bare legs and began patting me down! My arms sprung out like airplane wings, as he moved higher and higher. I stood up on my tiptoes, allowing him access to every nook and cranny. Although secretly I would have liked the touch of his uncovered fingers caressing my skin, the Playtex rubber gloves he was wearing were not entirely unpleasant. 

Bob reached around, feeling my stomach… no, no ring in the belly button. His hands roamed higher, eventually making contact with my small but succulent breasts. As elongated as my nipples were, I thought it pretty obvious that my nipples were not pierced either. Thank goodness Jake had already inspected me down below, because I think if Bob touched my pussy with his rubber gloves, I would have cum right there in the middle of the room! 

Still, I was hot as hell, and building toward an orgasm. I know it was more of a clinical search to find any kind of foreign object with even a trace of metal on my person, but it felt like my body was being teased and played with. And we had an audience! I arched my back, grinding my pretty ass against the front of Bob's jumpsuit. Licking my lips, I ran both my hands through my hair, lifting the locks, exposing the supple back of my neck and… 

"Erica! Your earrings!" Jake called out. 

I was sort of in a daze, and mumbled, "Mmmm…yes…nibble my earlobes…" 

"No, no… hold that position!" Bob said firmly. 

Suddenly, I was a little more aware of my nudity, but I did as I was told. I kept my hands on top my head, fingers interlocked. With my feet spread about shoulder-width apart, my pussy lips hung down enticingly between my legs. Bob moved in for a closer look at my ears, pressing his body against mine, and gingerly touched the jewelry. 

"Yes, I believe that's it!" Bob confirmed. 

Jake stepped forward to take a closer look himself. It was like a naked Erica sandwich, with me squeezed between the two young men. The bearded graduate student put his finger to my chin, turning my head so that he could better examine the jewelry. 

Finally he said, "You're going to have to remove those earrings." 

"Um, OK," I whispered. 

Now he stepped away from me, giving me room to maneuver. My whole body was flushed, and I noticed he was perspiring too. But was it from the stress of this wildly unexpected meltdown of their presentation, or because he and his friend had their hands full with a nude young girl? I straightened out a little as my fingers worked at the clasp and pin in each earlobe. Of course this left my front completely exposed. And as my body was starting to calm down, the orgasm starting to subside, I was growing more and more embarrassed about my lack of clothing. 

When I had pulled out the two earrings, I glanced over my shoulder and shyly handed them to Bob. I wondered if he knew how close he had been to making me cum. It was at that point, I found myself wondering what it would be like to have him inside me! 

"Whoa, looks like someone's thinking dirty thoughts," Jake remarked. 

I looked down and saw that my nipples were pointing toward the ceiling. I guess my clit was still pretty erect, probably sticking right out at Jake. Blushing, I placed a palm over my pink pussy. For some reason, now that I had taken off the last of my accessory items, along with all of my clothes, I felt more naked than ever. It's like they had now seen every inch of me. 

Bob picked my panties up off the floor, and carefully wrapped my ear jewelry. He then walked over to the containment bin, opened the hatch, and dropped my things inside. 

"You didn't have to put her underwear in there," Jake said to his friend. 

For the first time, I noticed that the compartment opened and closed with a hiss of air, like it was pressurized. 

Bob regarded the unit, then turned back to face us. "Oh, right… I guess not." 

Before I could ask him to retrieve the article, so at least I might salvage some decency, suddenly the lights in the room began to stop flickering. The buzzing alarm also died down. And I could only imagine that the image on the computer screen of that glaring red bar must have disappeared. No more metal at all in the laboratory station, and not even a stitch on me! 

At once, the transparent door in the Plexiglas wall swung open, as a stream of professors and fellow scientists entered the room. I was shocked at first, as here I was, standing in the middle, stark naked. I wished that I could find some place to hide. But the academic review panel was more interested in that mysterious silvery substance that the boys had been working with. 

As they began questioning Jake and Bob, I quietly stepped to the side. Eventually, I made my way over to the corner stool, and sat down for the remainder of the evaluation. Of course, I demurely crossed my legs, and held one hand in front of each breast, effectively shielding my pointy nipples. I bit my lip and bobbed my foot, waiting for this to be concluded. What I didn't realize until too late, was that this stool was positioned in the corner, right across from the open doorway. 

One by one, the faculty members and board members departed from the chamber, and each and every one of them had to pass by me on the way out! So much for being ignored. Most of them inclined their head or nodded, as if thanking me for my participation in the experiment. As if this had been a planned demonstration! Sitting there completely bare, I thought to myself that I had never been seen by any of my own college professors like this. I wondered if there was a chance I might take a course with any of them over the next few years. Certainly, there was the very real likelihood I might run into them on campus! 

When the last woman had exited the chamber, I asked, "Are they gone?" 

"Yes, they will be forming their own committee now to discuss the merits of our findings," Bob said, perhaps a bit worried. 

I looked to my side to verify that the adjoining room was indeed empty, and then hopped off my seat. With one hand still between my legs, I shyly walked over to the workstation area. Standing on my bare tiptoes, I curiously watched the slow ripple of the liquid alloy in the two trays. It looked so peaceful now, and kind of calming. 

"So what exactly does this stuff do?" I asked, raising my free hand to hook a strand of hair behind my ear. 

Jake was quickly at my side and explained, "It's still in the experimental stages, but we believe that we have discovered a new free-form metal. You've been seeing it here in its most malleable state… but when removed from the testing pan and subjected to the room's atmospherics, the substance can be molded and will then retain any shape." 

I blinked, completely lost. 

"Here, watch…" Jake chuckled. 

And just like that, the bearded young man plunged both his gloved hands into a silvery pool. I gasped in amazement when he pulled out a considerable quantity, and began shaping it into a perfect sphere. Then, like a magician making balloon animals at a kid's birthday party, he winked with a mischievous look in his eye. Jake rolled the ball between his two hands, faster and faster, so that the shape became long and narrow. Soon, it took on the form of a cylinder. But he was cleverly able to tweak the substance, pinching and twisting it, until he had made a cone at one end, turning it into a seven or eight inch smooth silver rocket. 

I brought both my hands to my chest, rubbing my nipples with the palms of my hands, and let out a small, "Ooooh…" 

In response, Jake touched me with the morphed silver, just below my bellybutton. He slowly traced a line down to my crotch, causing me to separate my legs a bit. He teased my bare pubic mound with the tip of the hardened object. 

"Oh!" I squealed, "You wouldn't…" 

Already open and lubricated, my pussy let the silver crafted instrument slip right in. It was a perfect fit! I closed my eyes, and held my breath, waiting to see if he would start pleasuring me. 

"Come on, Jake, you know it's not meant for that!" I heard Bob reprimand his friend. 

The other young scientist held it inside me a moment longer, and then withdrew the object glistening with my juices. "A thousand and one uses, Bob. Think of the fun we could have!" 

Nevertheless, these boys were all business when it came down to their science project. So despite having created perhaps a breakthrough in feminine pleasure toys, Jake placed the transformed metal back into the tray. I was amazed to see it revert to its liquid state again, and I was breathing hard from excitement. Then the young man took me by the hand, pulling me away from the lab counter. 

"I know, Erica, it's pretty incredible," Jake said. "But we have to lock everything down for the rest of the day." 

We were halfway through the room when I gasped, "What… what about my clothes?" 

Jake let go of me, pausing to look up and down my naked body, from head to toe. All I could was stand there, blushing, not bothering to cover up. In fact, I clasped my hands sweetly behind my back, even raised one foot on my delicate toes. 

"Do you want to tell her, or should I?" Jake asked his friend. 

I opened my mouth to object, but Bob was already behind me, placing a hand on my shoulder. He had taken off his rubber gloves. 

"I'm sorry, Erica, but in order to prevent the metal from your watch and jewelry and all your clothes disrupting the material we've been working with, we had to use that containment bin…" 

Now I folded my arms across my little tits. "Yes, I gathered that!" 

"Well, that bin cryogenically sustains the items placed within for a period of twenty-four hours. The good news is, your things are unable to harm our research, and they will be perfectly fine." 

I spun around to face Bob fully nude. "You mean I can't get them out of there… until tomorrow?" 

Behind me, Jake whistled. "You've got a great ass, Erica." 

Now I turned around again, completely flustered. I bit my lip and ran a hand through my hair. These two guys were so unreal. Bob always seemed sweet and sincere, and then Jake had his direct approach of just saying whatever was on his mind. And yet by all indications, they were both brilliant chemistry students. Though by no means were they the most attractive samples of the college's male population, they were still cute in their oddball sort of way. I found myself torn between wanting to scream at them, or wanting them to have their way with me! 

"Don't worry," Bob was continuing. "We'll have everything sorted out and returned to you." 

"Well, what am I going to wear now?" I pouted. 

Jake looked about the stark, clinical laboratory and then snapped his fingers. "The lab coats!" 

"There are lab coats in here?" I asked in disbelief, placing my hands on my nude hips. 

Bob moved around to my side and said, "No, not up here. And you remember, we were locked behind this partition as a safety precaution, while we confiscated all the destabilizing metal." 

"But there are more labs on the floor below us, and they have closets full of protective jackets!" Jake replied. 

"Can I wait here, while you bring me back one?" I inquired shyly, once more cupping my hands in front of my pussy. 

Placing a hand on my bare back, Bob urged me forward. "I really need to lock down the station, Erica." 

"Oh…" I said in a small voice. 

At first, I thought he meant the rectangular lab work area behind the Plexiglas wall. But soon the boys ushered me barefoot onto the carpeted adjoining area, where the review panel had sat behind a long table. Further on we pressed, through the waiting area and out the door. My tummy fluttered as I was being separated from my clothes with each step, and I instinctively brought my hands to my mouth, to keep from protesting. Down below, my pussy lips unfolded and flapped with my walking motions. Before I even realized what had happened, I found myself standing outside in the corridor as Bob punched in the security code. 

Ohmygosh! I was totally naked up here in the college Science Hall! I had never been in any of the classroom buildings unclothed before! I felt a sense of thrill flood through my body, and I was nervous and embarrassed at the same time. At least it was the summer session, and I don't think there were any students around. 

Jake must have guessed my thoughts, and placed a comforting hand on my stomach, which nearly started me purring. "Don't worry, Erica. I doubt any other students would be in this building." 

With that, the two boys headed off down the hallway, their big rubber boots echoing over the tiled floor. I was left to follow, padding after them softly, my perky tits bouncing. They weren't going in the direction of the elevator, but instead we continued along the main corridor. Hopefully, the academic review board had gone in a different direction, maybe left the building entirely. I didn't want to be seen by them again! 

Around the corner were some spiral stairs, which the two graduate students quickly descended. I paused for a moment before lowering my toes to follow in the wake of their footsteps. I had one arm extended, hand gliding along the slim banister, while with my other hand I rested my fingers on my bare shoulder. After climbing down a few feet, Bob and Jake stopped, turning their heads to see that I was keeping up. Instinctively, when they stopped, I also halted my descent, standing with my legs apart. 

Blushing, I realized that from where they were looking up, not only did they see my bald pink pussy, but they could also see deeper inside me. What a sight that must have been, glistening with the first drops of cum! I really needed to get covered up. So I hurriedly pushed my way forward, reaching and even squeezing between the two young men. 

"Right, you should probably go in front of us," Jake muttered. 

Of course, now that I wasn't sure where I was going or who I might run into, I carefully wrapped an arm around my breasts, and lowered one hand in front of my crotch. Still, I know my little bottom bounced playfully as I proceeded down the steps. I took a deep breath as I walked out into the landing, and then emerged in the middle of a new corridor. We were along the edge of the building, I realized, as tall wide windows ran along the length of the entire wall. 

"Guys! I'm totally exposed up here!" I called over my shoulder, hugging my body tight. 

Jake walked past me and said, "It should be all right… I doubt anyone ever looks up to see what's going on inside this wing of the Science Center!" 

Fascinated, I let my arms drop to my sides, and strolled to the edge of the window. Framed in steel and marble, the glass reached from floor to ceiling. I took a couple more steps forward, placed my hands on the transparent surface. Lowering my eyes, I could make out several people crossing over a path below. Now I pressed my bare body full against the glass. My extended nipples and breasts squished upon the window, and my pussy was spread like little pink wings. I even lifted up on my toes. 

"Um, Erica, what are you doing?" Bob asked as he and Jake stopped to turn around and look at me. 

At the sound of his voice, I spun on my heel, leaning my ass against the window. My pokey nipples snapped up and down, quivering wildly. And my shaved lips were left hanging open, my enormous clit sticking out. 

I was so embarrassed standing there, and mumbled, "Just making sure no one could see me…" 

"Right," Jake chuckled. "Like I said, we had better get you covered up before you catch something." 

Now I felt like a scolded little girl, who had been caught playing out in the rain. I shyly cupped both hands in front of my pussy, and shuffled after the two young men. What would they think of me! 

We entered a room off to the side, and I saw that the layout was pretty much like a clinical laboratory. Actually, not much different than the chemistry classrooms we had back in high school. Although, I imagine the equipment here was much more sophisticated. All the way in the back, looked to be rows of closets, and perhaps some lockers. 

I stood in the middle of the lab, continually checking over my shoulder as I bounced up and down on my feet. The boys moved ahead and made a search through the wardrobe. Finally, Bob returned to me, holding out a white coat. First, I lowered my eyes shyly. And then I slowly pulled my hands apart, away from my crotch, letting everything hang out. Ohmygosh, I was so horny! Stretching my arms out, I allowed Bob to slip the lab coat over my body. 

Once my arms were through the sleeves, I found that the cuffs came a little past my hands, like it was too big for me. But the hem only fell to the middle of my smooth thighs, so I guessed this was a coat for a short person. My fingers trembling, I did up the buttons until I was decent again. 

Well, except that this was the only thing I was wearing! I rubbed my bare foot up and down my other leg's shin. This was making me hotter! I wondered who would get to use the coat next, and if they would smell my arousal in this jacket. My arms reached up and I ran a hand through my hair. 

"I wouldn't lift your arms up too much," Jake advised. 

With my hands still placed atop my head, I looked down to see the coat was raised enough, permitting my pussy to peek out. I felt so naughty! And then the two boys were at my side, each gently taking me by the elbow. 

Bob explained, "If you wouldn't mind just waiting outside for a moment, Erica. We would like to change out of these suits." 

"Wait a minute," I protested, flustered and squirming out of the hold of the young men. "You two have seen me naked all day today! Why should I give you any privacy?" 

The science graduates exchanged glances as we continued toward the door, and Jake answered, "That doesn't seem very lady-like. Besides, we did find you something to cover up with!" 

"I suppose…" I mumbled, fidgeting with the buttons of the lab coat. 

Bob put a hand on my arm and said, "Now you just wait out in the hall for a minute, and then we'll all go get something to eat." 

Now that he mentioned it, I was kind of famished. But my mind wasn't really on food. I couldn't help but be fixated on the polyester material swishing across my boobs and pussy, the fact that I was stark naked under this coat! And the thought of these guys undressing, was actually turning me on. Reluctantly, I backed out of the door and stepped to the side. 

I bit my lip and tried to be good. But curiosity got the better of me. After about thirty seconds, I leaned forward, sneaking a peek back inside the laboratory room. Jake and Bob had ditched their ridiculous yellow over-clothes, and were down to their boxers and T-shirts. They had their backs to me, and I had to wonder just how big their erections were! I could feel my own clit throbbing… 

Before I knew it, or even realized it, my lab coat was completely unbuttoned and I was stroking my bald vulva. However, the show wasn't going to last, as the boys found their change of clothes in the lockers and were soon dressed again in slacks and shirts. Keeping enough sense not to be discovered, I quickly spun around and leaned against the wall with my eyes closed. 

"Erica, if you want to preserve your modesty, you're going to have to keep that coat buttoned up!" Jake chided me as he walked outside the room with his friend. 

Embarrassed, I quickly grabbed the open flaps of the coat and yanked them over the front of my body. I told them the jacket was just uncomfortable. 

Jake continued to tease, suggesting, "We could always return it to the closet…" 

"Um, where are we going?" I asked, momentarily toying with the idea of an extended streak. 

Bob stepped forward, redoing the buttons for me like a gentleman. "We're going back to the Student Center, to grab a quick bite to eat." 

"Oh," I said in a small voice, standing up on my toes. "I guess I better keep this on." 

I giggled nervously while Bob finished making sure I was proper. We then started down the hallway, back the way we had come. Now I let my arms hang at my sides, once more the cuffs falling down past my hands. I was still conscious of my feet slapping over the white gleaming ties. The boys must have noticed too, as they kept glancing at my sweet bare legs beneath the hem of the coat. 

Admittedly, it was pretty exciting walking through the building like this, and served to keep me on edge. Of course, the place was deserted, just the three of us echoing down the stairs and corridors. 

When we walked outside onto the college campus, the late afternoon sun was still high in the sky. It was warm, so I did not mind my barefoot condition so much. But instinctively, I raised both my hands to shield my eyes like a visor from the sun. That revealed a little bit of pink, and made me shiver. 

"Ooops!" I gasped, quickly lowering my arms. 

"Come on, Erica," Jake laughed, and I followed the boys down the path. 

We passed a few people on the way to the Student Center. I actually don't think anyone paid me any attention, dressed in the white lab coat, and walking between these two science geeks. Now it was me who was glad to have their unremarkable presence avert any eyes of interest. 

That is, until we reached the wide plaza that stretched out before the glass and marble structure. It didn't take long, moving past hedges and benches, for us to be spied and greeted. We stopped in our tracks, as a brunette girl approached us. 

"Erica, where have you been?" asked Alicia walking right up to me. 

"I'm sorry!" I confessed, blushing between the two young men. "I completely forgot about your practice! It was only going to be for a little while, but I got caught up…" 

Alicia folded her arms and narrowed her eyes. "I bet!" 

"Jake, Bob…" I gushed, motioning back and forth between them, "this is my best friend, Alicia." 

"Pleased to meet you," Jake gave a friendly little wave. 

Alicia smiled then turned her eye back on me. "And what are you supposed to be, Erica?" 

"A lab assistant," I sputtered. 

My friend chuckled then said, "Well you look silly, because that coat doesn't even fit. Take it off, and where are your shoes!" 

"I can't!" I squeaked, my eyes going wide, hands clutching the buttons of the lab coat. "I mean, I don't have anything on, under this…" 

"What?" Alicia tried to suppress her own girlish giggle. 

I looked from one science graduate to the other, and then replied bashfully, "I'm not wearing any clothes!" 

Now Alicia gave the boys a mischievous smile. "So what exactly were you three up to, hmmm?" 

"Oh, it's not like that," Bob interceded on my behalf. "We were running an important science demonstration, and there was a malfunction. Your friend, Erica…" 

"She'll tell me about it later," Alicia said, stopping him mid-sentence with a raised hand. 

"We were just about to get something to eat," Jake said smoothly, jerking his head back at the Student Center. "Care to join us?" 

My busty brunette friend agreed, and soon we were heading for the wide double doors. It was a quick walk down the hall, and around the corner to the student commissary. Only a couple of people passed us on our way in. The great eating hall was very spacious, obviously needing to accommodate the campus population when the full semesters were in session. For now, with only the four of us making our way past the empty tables, the place seemed cavernous. There were pillars and decorative walls that sort of divided this part of the building into to sections. We moved beneath a painted frieze and found ourselves a table in the corner. 

"You ladies wait here," Bob offered, "while Jake and I go up to see what's left on the menu." 

After they had departed, heading for the grill and order counter all the way on the other side of the commissary, Alicia slid next to me. She put a hand meaningfully on my knee, and tucked a lock of hair behind my ear. 

"Your new friends?" she questioned me, fondling my earlobe. 

"Um, I guess. They're all right," I answered, confused by my surging emotions. 

Alicia continued her interrogation. "You even took off your earrings, Erica. I guess they saw all of you… every inch?" 

I licked my lips and nodded, "Mmmm-hmmm." 

"So which one do you fancy?" Alicia pressed on. 

"Oh, I don't know," I said blushing. "It's not like that. I mean they are both kind of cute, in that nerdy sort of way. They are really very smart. And Bob, the one with the glasses, he is so sweet…" 

Alicia put her hand on my left breast and said, "Erica, your heart is beating faster…" 

"It is?" 

My friend only smiled knowingly and said, "I'm going to help you out. I'll go up there and find some way to keep Jake distracted. When Bob comes back, you can be alone with him. But first, let me have the coat." 

"Alicia!" I sat up, amazed. "I told you… I'm naked under this jacket!" 

Looking around, as if to confirm that we were indeed isolated in this corner, she declared, "It's what you want. Now come on, hand it over. You'll thank me later, Erica." 

I remained seated, but nervously popped open the top button of the lab coat. My eyes were wide, and I couldn't believe I was doing this! Fingers moving quickly before I had a chance to change my mind, I undid the second and then all the rest of the buttons. We were in the Student Center, for goodness sake! Any other time during the Fall or Spring, there would be thousands of young people around us. I shrugged the white coat off my shoulders so I could pull out my arms one at a time. 

Instantly my nipples hardened, waiting to be played with. Alicia smiled in satisfaction as I scooted around on the seat, and then passed the jacket into her arms. 

I was sitting here totally nude! 

My slim body was bare and exposed, for a second I relished the brazen display. Then I crossed my legs demurely and hunched forward just a bit. I clutched my arms around my knee, as my foot started bobbing up and down. 

"You look adorable!" Alicia grinned as she stood up, taking the lab coat with her. 

My eyes watched and followed as she calmly waked away from the table. Further and further she drifted, leaving me here, naked. I started to think that this wasn't such a good idea, as any stray student could come wandering over here at any moment. Maybe I should get up and run. But where would I go? I hoped Bob would bring me something good to eat. 

No sooner did I have that incongruous thought, then the young man came shuffling into view. I felt kind of scared and nervous, but also very excited. It's not like he hadn't seen me undressed before! But something about this unlikely of all locations, in the middle of the day, heightened the sexuality of my nudity. I brushed my hair back folding my hands behind my head, presenting my tits as he stepped closer to the table. 

"Erica!" Bob exclaimed, nearly tripping over his feet and dropping his tray. "Where is your coat?" 

Feeling very sexy, I answered, "I took it off…" 

The young man nearly stumbled again. "Yes, but here? We're in the middle of campus… there are a half a dozen people on the other side of the hall…" 

"There are?" I now stood up out of my seat. 

Bringing my hands to my mouth in shock, my soft tummy was in full view, and inches beneath my bellybutton, my pink labia had unfolded. The possibility that there were others in the building, in the same room, was too much for me. I felt a thrill up and down my spine, and tingle in my bare butt cheeks. I waited for Bob to set the tray down on a table to the side. 

And then I myself, slowly climbed up onto the table in front of me. I eased my petite body down, lying on my back. My arms at my sides, I had my toes and nipples sticking straight up at the vaulted ceiling above. 

Bob removed his glasses to wipe clean the lenses, and put them back on. "Erica… what?" 

"I want you to touch me, Bob," I moaned softly. 

The young man moved up against the table's length, staring down at me. I watched his eyes roam all over my body, and it felt so good! My fingers drummed the surface in anticipation, the excitement of being so vulnerable, nothing covered. I arched my back a little. 

Bob reached down and took my bare toes between his fingers, causing me to squeal unexpectedly at his choice. He massaged my feet sensuously, sending a charge up my legs and into my crotch. I had no idea they were so erogenous! His hands, used to manipulating all sorts of things in the science world, were amazing. 

"You are very pretty," he said with such sincerity, causing me to coo. 

Working his way up my thighs also got a reaction and I encouraged him saying, "Mmmm… why don't you try a more daring spot." 

Understanding my intent, the young man brushed his fingers lightly, first across my stomach, and then over my nineteen-year-old bald pussy. He used his thumb and forefinger to spread apart my glistening lips. With a buck of my hips, his hand slipped, causing his finger to thrust deep inside me… 

Wow! This was incredible! As he slowly began to work my pussy, I reached up and squeezed my tender breasts. All I could think of was how different this was from Carrie's softer feminine touch. She had played with me before, but it was unlike what I was experiencing now. I guess I was still a virgin, having never been penetrated by a man before. I'm not sure Bob knew what he was doing, exploring my body like this for the first time. But his fingers would teasingly brush my clitoris, bringing me so close, and then move away. It was driving me wild! 

"Kiss my tits!" I moaned breathlessly. 

Like a good boy, he lowered his head, enough to blow on my elongated nipples. Soon his mouth was attached to my breast, his tongue flicking back and forth, back and forth. I was being sucked on and fingered in my college's Student Center, and I was loving it! 

"Aaaah…" I heard myself moan. 

I knew I couldn't take much more teasing. Sliding myself over the side of the table, I pushed Bob into a chair. I then climbed naked into his lap. My arms were thrown around him as I kissed the young man full on the lips. I could feel his hardness through his pants, pressing into my crotch. 

Now I turned myself around, still sitting his lap, but facing forward. I let him play with and fondle my tits, while grinding my ass into the bulge in his pants. Then I took his wrist in my hand, and guided his fingers down to my open pussy. 

"Touch me here," I gasped as he kissed me on the neck. 

With my assistance, I moved his finger onto my clitoris. Once he found the erect little button, I think the intelligent boy knew what to do. Circling, rubbing, and teasing the extended nub, made my bare legs shoot out and toes spread apart! 

"Ohhhh… Yes! Yeeeessss! " I gave a loud cry, enough for everyone to hear, as I had my orgasm. 

Down his hand and arm my juices trailed. I wondered if I was the first girl Bob had made cum. And in public, too! With that thought, I had another orgasm, gushing like a fountain. 

When my body stopped quivering, I crawled around to sit forward in his lap once more. We kind of cuddled, as he played with my boobs softly and kissed my lips. A little surprised, and feeling a bit guilty, I noticed he had not… subsided. 

"I'm sorry," I said blushing with shame, and confusion. "I don't know if I'm ready to have you inside me, yet…" 

Bob just looked at me with an understanding smile. He raised his finger still wet with my juices and said that would have to do. We hugged a little longer, his other hand rubbing my back. And then I asked him if he could find Alicia. I suddenly wanted to be with my best friend. 

Naked, I huddled behind some chairs, and waited for her to return with the lab coat. But before she let me put it on, Alicia had to question me first. 

"So did you get laid?" 

"Not quite," I replied, with an arm crossed over my breasts, and one hand hiding my pussy. "But he's the first guy I ever had finger me to orgasm…" 

Alicia laughed and started to put the lab coat protectively around my shoulders. "Well, that's a start!"