True Sex Stories: Naked In The Middle Of The Road

As we drove out of town he asked me how I was feeling. I was in la-la-la-la mode (also known as denial): I was avoiding thinking about getting naked in a very public space.

We parked at a T-junction and got out to have a look around. There was a photogenic crossroads sign, but also lots and lots of cars – so many that you never quite lost the sound of one before the next one arrived. That was not what we had in mind.

Back in the car we kept driving and looking for a suitable spot, and we soon found a stretch of road with an equestrian farm on one side and a forest on the other. Yep, this was a good place.

I stood at the back of the car and waited until a carload of young men had zoomed by, and then I hurriedly removed my skirt, tank top and thong. Again I faced that moment of fear, and I rode it with the exhilaration of fuck you and look at me. I dashed out into the middle of the road and James snapped a few shots before we heard the distinct sound of another approaching vehicle. I had to quickly sprint back to the car and throw a blanket over myself until it had passed. Then I went back out there naked again.

The second time I really started to squirm. We'd already had one car come past so every second I was straining to hear the next one. A few shots later we were done, and I was back and getting dressed, but in my hurry to cover up I forgot to put on my thong and I had to go commando for the rest of the afternoon…

This was another adventure in our scavenger hunt – an idea we've had to inspire us to more and better dares. We have more adventures planned!

~ Wanton Wednesday ~ Half Nekkid Thursday ~

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