Kira's Birthday Surprise (Part 1)

Kira’s Birthday Surprise
By Ewong

Part 1

I will never forget my 18th birthday. It was a day that made me realize who I was and who I wanted to become. It made me face several of my fears, and gave me the highest feeling of satisfaction I’ve ever had. There’s so much to say, so I’ll start from the beginning.

My name is Kira (pronounced keer-uh) Gilbert (pronounced gill-burt). I am about 5’ 9” with dark brown hair that comes down to the middle of my back. I wouldn’t call myself gorgeous, but I have been complimented on my beauty by many people. But most of them are either already my friends or are related to me. When I turned 18, it was in the middle of my senior year of high school. It was actually on Spring Break, but I decided to stay home because it was my 18th birthday and I wanted to spend it with my friends and family.

The night before my birthday and birthday party, I was with my friends Shelly, Jackie, and Tara at my house talking about what would happen on the big day. My parents were generous enough to give us free reign over the party, so we had planned everything a month in advance. We were just making sure EVERYTHING was on-track and ready to go.

“Since I want my party to have a jungle theme, I want to make sure what we each have planned will come together harmoniously.”

“Okay, we have the caterers bringing in a bunch of meat dishes. Pork chops, steaks, even a rib roast. They are also providing a two-tier cake that will have 18 candles on it, and will be chocolate cake with strawberry filling, and chocolate frosting.”

“Great, Tara! Now, how about the decorations?”

“Since it’s going to be in your backyard, we’re putting a giant tent over the food and eating tables. The color of the tents and the table cloths are going to look and feel like animal hide! We’re also having a hardwood dance floor, and that fabulous garage band from our school will be providing the music.”

“That’s good, but I put Jackie in charge of the music.”

“It’s okay, Kira. I did some of the decorations. Each table will have a center-piece that has pictures of you for the past few years, so the guests can admire your accomplishments throughout high school. Plus, I’m putting fake trees and vines everywhere! Don’t worry. Your party’s gonna rock!!”

“GREAT!! Everything’s set. All my relatives that can make it will be here by 6PM, so I’ll have time to go out with you guys until then! Oh, and don’t forget that everyone has to dress up in ‘jungle attire’. That means you have to look like someone from those old ‘Tarzan’ movies or ‘George of the Jungle’ cartoons. Don’t worry. The adults will wear their regular clothes. We don’t want to see my grandparents in loincloths. Blecch.”

Even though all my friends were coming to the party, I wanted some time just with them. It’ll be cool to just hang out with them without any adult supervision for a day. Since Shelly got her license, she’s been driving us everywhere. The following day, we were thinking about going to the mall just to walk around, talk, and maybe do some shopping. They assured me that they had already gotten my presents, but I wanted to closely watch their actions and what they were buying. Just in case anything was for me.

After the “meeting”, my friends went home, and I went up to bed for the night. I ditched my dirty clothes in my hamper, and showered. I wanted to look my best for my B-Day, so I washed myself thoroughly. I had to sleep in the nude because I didn’t have any clean underwear. It was one of the reasons I wanted to go shopping the next day. I still wasn’t sure what I’d wear to the party, but I thought that I’d either find something in my closet or at the mall.

I had to keep my door unlocked because my parents would think I was having sex. But they are also pretty liberal when it comes to nudity around the house. I can run around completely naked as long as I wasn’t having sex. Go figure. I found out because whenever I was home alone, I would strip and walk around the house and do my chores and homework nude. I liked how everything felt on my body, and I got a kick out of thinking what it would be like if I was seen by anyone from school. I know it would be absolutely horrible if that would happen, but the thought of being seen naked by a large group of people really got me going! Well, one time I was caught by my parents, but they weren’t mad. They told me they were comfortable with nudity, but I just couldn’t have sex. That’s when the whole “no locked doors” rule came into play, and my fantasy of being naked in front of others.

Even though I feel really close to my friends, I haven’t said a word about my secret fantasy, and I’ve only been naked in front of my parents. I didn’t want to jeopardize our friendship by telling them about my fantasy. Therefore, I didn’t want anyone to come into my room and see me in the altogether while I was asleep, so I covered myself up to my chin. And with thoughts of grandeur and happiness in my head, I drifted off to sleep.

Part 2

I woke up to my mom gathering up my dirty clothes. I usually leave my dirty clothes in a hamper next to my door so it’s easier to take to the laundry. But then she started to empty out my closet, so I immediately sat up to see what she was doing. I held my blanket to my body to conceal my nude form (even though she’s seen me naked before, I still can’t overcome my modesty).

“Mom! What’re you doing?!”

“Oh! Morning, Sweetie. I thought I told you. The termite inspector is coming today, and he needs to look in the attic. The only door to it is through your closet, so I need to move these.”

“Where are you putting them?”

“Don’t worry. Your precious clothes are in the garage where they’ll be safe until he leaves.”

“The garage?!!!”

“Yep. Don’t worry, honey. They’ll be fine.”

“Mom, you don’t understand. I’m NAKED!!!!!”

“Oh don’t be silly. You can go down there in your underwear.”

I pulled the blanket away from my body to show her how naked I was.

“Oh! Um…I guess you do need your clothes.”

“Ya think?!”

“Alright. The termite guy won’t be here for another half-hour. You can go down there and get dressed. Nobody’s down there, so you’ll be just fine.”

Taking a deep breath, I got up out of my bed and headed down stairs to the garage. As I walked past my mom, she commented.

“I like your hair cut. It’s very clean.”

At first, I didn’t know what she meant. Then I looked down. Urgh! She noticed my shaved pussy! It wasn’t just that she noticed, but that she had to acknowledge it! Her comment made me move faster down the stairs, and in no time I was in the garage sifting through my belongings.

Halfway through my browsing, I realized I needed underwear, and mom was supposed to wash the clothes today. I went back to the bottom of the stairs and called for her.

“MOM?!!”

“Yea, sweetie?”

“Did you wash the clothes yet?”

“Oh, jeez! I knew I forgot something!”

“MOM!”

“I’m sorry! I’ll do it now.”

She came out of my room and walked down the adjacent hallway to the laundry room. Once I heard her start the wash, I went back into the garage to pick out something to wear. Since I didn’t have any underwear yet, I wanted something that would be easy to take off and put back on, but if I had to “go commando” for the rest of the day, I needed something that would conceal all my privates. Or should I go the daring route and just wear a dress or skirt or something that would be dangerous to wear without underwear?

So much to ponder, but I got the shock of my life when the garage door started to open! Seizing my opportunity, I quickly grabbed the first thing I could find, and ducked behind some boxes. After the door was completely opened, I heard voices. As they were coming closer, I recognized one as my dad’s, and I guess he was talking to the termite guy because they were talking about the poison they would use in case of an infestation.

“Okay, if there’s a full-blown infestation, I have to use the strong stuff, and you would have to evacuate the house for at least a couple months.”

“Whoa. That seems a bit extreme.”

“Don’t worry. That’s only in rare cases. Most houses I go to, I just spray a little around the attic and maybe the basement. You open all your windows, and it’ll be clear in about an hour.”

“That sounds reasonable I guess.”

I took this opportunity to see what I got to cover myself with. I PICKED UP A TUBE-TOP!!! A stupid, smaller than hell tube top! It could either barely cover my breasts, or barely cover my pussy. It was a tough choice, but I decided it was harder to cover my pussy and butt with my hands. So I used it as a micro-mini skirt.

“Sure it is. And hey, Mr. G, I like you so much that I’ll give you a great deal if you let me fumigate the entire house. Let’s say a hundred for the custom tent, and fifty per day the poison is inside the house?”

The termite guy sounded like a creep, but if it was the only way to get rid of them, I guess it was fine.

“Well…how long would it be?”

“It depends on how sterile you want your house.”

Oh, God. They were on the other side of the row of boxes I was hiding behind! I can’t run away or they’ll both see me, and what’s worse, I still need a top!

“Okay. You said the maximum strength stuff will stay on for two months, right?”

“Yep.”

“Okay. How good would it do if you fumigated for a week or two?”

“For a small to medium infestation, it’ll do the job.”

Will they EVER stop talking and let me get dressed?

Part 3

“Alright. That sounds good. Um…would it be harmful to people outside? Say, the backyard?”

“Nope. No problem at all. You can have your party and there’s absolutely no chance anything getting contaminated or people getting sick. That is, unless they go under the tent. Heh heh.”

“Riiighht. Okay. How quickly can you set everything up?”

What?! They were going to start today? Not on my birthday!!! Not during MY party!!!

“Not long. Not long at all.”

“Do we need to completely clear the house?”

“Just the food, toiletries. Stuff you can’t leave in there for a week or that you can’t live without.”

“How about our valuables?”

“They’ll be just fine. The poison wears off after the week, and you won’t even have to wash it!”

“Does that count for clothing as well?”

“Yep. Everything’s going to be exactly the same as you left it.”

“Great! Can you give me a preview by fuming the garage? There’s nothing in here, so if anything bad happens, I won’t care.”

Yeah. Nothing but MY clothes!!!!

“Okay, sir. I’ll just get the poison tank from my truck, and I’ll be right back.”

Thank God! They both left! I went to my pile of clothes and got the first thing I could find- a bikini top. I really didn’t want to wear it, but I knew they’d be back before I could find anything more decent. I reluctantly tied it on and left before they came back. I closed the door behind me and listened to what they were doing. I didn’t want anything to happen to my clothes, so I wanted to make sure that they were alright.

“Alright. Here goes nothing. Mr. G, I’d like you to stand back. This stuff can be very toxic.”

“Whatever, man. You’re the expert.”


KKKAAAAAAPPPPPOOOOWWWW!!!!!!!

When I heard something like a gun going off, I knew something was wrong, and when I heard my dad cursing, I knew it was bad!

“What the hell was that??!!!!”

“Hey! I didn’t know you had an electrical outlet there! This stuff’s extremely flammable!”

“Now you tell me!”

Oh no. I hope nothing happened to my clothes! I opened the door and made to look like I was upset about the loud noise. But then I got extremely angry when I saw what happened to my clothes! As they were talking, the boxes of my clothes were a mountain of flames and there were ashes everywhere! I knew all of my stuff was completely gone now. Instead of sobbing, I had the urge to kill who was responsible! I was so mad that tears of rage were flowing down my face!

“Dad!!!! My clothes!”

“Oh…I think you look lovely, dear.”

“No! My clothes were in here, and that madman just destroyed them!!!”

“What were your clothes doing in here?”

“Mom had to move them so that jerk could get into the attic.”

“Oh. I see. I hope you left some clothes in your room.”

“All of my clothes are in here!!! Wait. Mom had to wash some of my clothes, so I’m not completely out of luck, but I still have to buy a whole new wardrobe!”

My rage was starting to subside, but the tears were still coming.

“Okay. You’re going out with your friends later, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, just shop for new clothes as well. You can take my credit card, but don’t spend more than 200, okay?”

Even though $200 would only be enough for a few days’ worth of clothes, he was my savior! At least I wouldn’t have to go naked!

“Thank-you, Daddy!”

“That includes your dress for tonight.”

“Aw, come on, dad.”

“Alright, but you can’t spend more than $100 on your dress. Now, go back inside. I don’t want you to hear what I’m going to say to this imbecile.”

“Okay, bye Daddy!”

Then I turned to the Bastard that burned my clothes, and very curtly, I said:

“And good-bye to you, ass-“

“Now, Kira!”

I quickly left, but after I closed the door, I heard my dad completely unload on that guy. Complaining to him about the safety of the family, how much my wardrobe is gonna cost, and then he proceeded to call him every name imaginable before firing him and kicking him out of the garage. It felt really good to hear that guy get his comeuppance!

Part 4

After all that was over, I put Dad’s credit card in my handbag by the door, and ran upstairs to see if Mom had finished washing my clothes yet.

“Kira, honey. Is that all you’re wearing?”

“Well, you’re washing my underwear.”

“No. I meant that you’re almost completely exposed. Don’t you have anything more conservative to wear? I don’t want boys thinking you’re a tease.”

“Well, not anymore. The only clothes I have left either need washing, or I’m wearing them.”

“What about all the stuff I moved to the garage?”

“Gone.”

“Gone?”

“Burned.”

“Burned?”

I proceeded to tell her everything that happened from when I left my room until I got here.

“That’s some story, Kira. I think I’ll go downstairs and talk with your father while you go though all your clothes I just washed.”

“You mean?”

“They’re all dry. Well, I was able to wash some of your stuff and dry them. They’re still in the dryer. Go and look while I check on your father.”

“Okay.”

After she left I nearly sprinted over to the dryer to see the few precious clothes I still had. When I opened the dryer, it was like finding a pet that you were sure was lost forever. You just want to touch and hold it and never let it go! I got down on my knees to get all the way in so I could get everything out.  I reached way in the back for the only pair of panties I saw when I heard:

“Wow! That is a short skirt! Have you worn it before?”

It was my mom. I didn’t want her to disapprove of anything I wore (even though this was technically a top), so I gave her a quick lie so I could get back to the pair of panties.

“Of course, mom. I’ve worn this dozens of times.”

“Really? ‘Cuz with you bending over like that, you’re giving me quite a view.”

I jumped so hard that my back hit the top of the drier! I immediately slapped my hand back there to see how exposed I was….Only to find out that I’d been had!!

“Gotcha! Don’t worry, Kira. Nothing’s showing. It’s perfectly decent. I just saw what was left of your clothes. I’m so sorry, honey. I’m sure it feels like you just lost a best friend. But hey I was able to salvage this!”

As I turned my body to look, I felt a tug at the stings of my top. I grabbed them with my hand to see what was up. It seems that when I jumped because of her joke, the stings of my bikini top got lodged somewhere inside the drier. I tried to tug at it, but it wouldn’t come loose.

“Is your top stuck, Honey?”

“Yes. Can you help me?”

“Why not just take it off? It’s just you and me here, and you’ve got more tops out here.”

“Okay.”

The only strings that were stuck were the ones that tied behind my neck. So I untied the strings behind my back, and carefully squeezed my head through the small opening my top provided. Now topless in front of my mom, I asked her what she wanted to show me.

“I absolutely know you’ll LOVE what I got for you!”

She then held up my favorite dress! (I know what you’re thinking-why not just wear this to the party and not buy another dress? Well, I do love this dress, but I thought that if I found an even better dress at the mall, why not buy it?) I immediately thanked her and grabbed it from her to savor its feeling on my skin! It was a little black strapless dress that was also backless (that meant I couldn’t wear a bra with it). It was structured in a way that the front was almost a solid panel so my chest wouldn’t be exposed. It had a white silk belt with a silver “buckle” that separated the bodice from the skirt, and the skirt flowed down to mid-calf. It was my favorite dress to wear for special occasions. It made me feel beautiful, and I could even dance in it! What I especially like about it was that the skirt would fly up if I twirled around fast enough. I can’t remember how many times I had fantasized about dancing in that dress without any panties on! But now I was floored that she was able to salvage it!

I thanked her again and she went back to the garage to see if she can salvage anything else. After I held my dress in my hands for a few minutes, I went to try to free my bikini top from the drier. It wasn’t because I wanted to wear it, but rather that I didn’t want to damage the drier. I had just finished getting it out when the door bell rang. My mom shouted up to me.

“Could you get that, Kira? We’re busy sorting all of your stuff!”

“Okay!”

Instead of looking for another top, I put that stupid bikini top back on. It was the quickest solution so that I wouldn’t have to open the door topless. Even though being topless would’ve been fun!

Part 5

I pushed those thoughts out of my head and tied the top back on, then answered the door. It was my friends! I’d nearly forgotten that I planned on going shopping with them today!

“Happy Birthday, Kira! Nice outfit! You didn’t forget did you?”

“Of course not, Shelly! We’ve been having a weird day.”

“Well, you can tell us on the way to the mall. Right, girls?!”

Tara and Jackie both nodded. I quickly made sure I put my dad’s credit card in my purse (which also held my keys and ID), and said a frantic good-bye to my parents as Shelly pulled me out the door. Once I stepped outside and closed the door, I remembered that I didn’t have any shoes on. Instead of running back inside to see if my parents had salvaged a pair, I found some flip-flops by the door and quickly put them on. All while Shelly had a death-grip on my arm! I guess she was hell-bent on going to the mall!

We had to get into Shelly’s car, which was a Cadillac Escalade truck. I really don’t know why her parents let her drive this behemoth while my parents won’t even let me drive our Pinto! Anyway, as Shelly went to the driver’s side door, the rest of us were talking on the passengers’ side. After Shelly got in, I had to climb in because I liked being on the driver’s side of the car. But when I lifted my leg up onto the helper step, I gave Jackie and Tara a little show. I immediately jumped into the truck and tried to act like nothing happened, but Jackie had spotted my “nethers” as she liked to call it.

“Well, well! It looks like someone’s going commando today! Hey, Girls. Kira just gave me a peek at her nethers!”

Well, I guess I was busted. I hoped the situation would end with that. Unfortunately Tara decided to keep it going.

“Yeah right, Jackie. It sounds like you really want to see her naked. Does the thought of her naked body make you hot?”

“No! Um…of course not. It’s just that I could’ve sworn I saw her naughty place. Let’s settle this the easy way. Shelly, come over here and make Kira lift up her skirt. She listens to you more than us.”

Oh no. I guess Jackie is right. I do listen to Shelly more than her and Tara. I always felt that Shelly was the leader of the group, and I always wanted to be on her good side. I’ve seen how mean she can be, and well, she can be really nasty if given a reason. I didn’t want to give her a reason. Thankfully Shelly didn’t want to make a fuss, so instead of walking around the car to join the other girls, she just stayed in the driver’s seat and talked to me.

“Okay, I’ll try. Kira?”

“Yeah?”

“Could you please lift up your skirt for them?”

“Alright.”

Still sitting in the truck, I turned my body so I was facing them. Then I stood up and kept my knees bent so my head wouldn’t hit the ceiling, and I grasped the bottom of my skirt. I took a deep breath and started to pull up. I felt it come up over my thighs inch by inch, and then I felt my hands drift past my labia. I knew they could see beyond a doubt that I wasn’t wearing any panties. I’m pretty sure they could even make out my choice of “hairstyle” down there.

“See! I told you guys she showed me her goods!”

“Whaddaya know? She’s a natural brunette.”

“Oh, Tara. You’re so mean. I’m sure she’s really embarrassed right now. Aren’t you?”

“Yes I am. Very embarrassed! You have no idea.”

“I think I do. I believe I see arousal dripping down your leg.”

That comment from Jackie almost made me jump through the car’s roof!

“What?!!!!”

“Oh yeah! I see it too!”

Great. Now Tara knows of my arousal. At least Shelly wasn’t able to see me, but she still heard what they said and probably felt like she had to enter the conversation.

“I wonder if she gets hot being so exposed.”

I had to say something! But I just blurted out what I felt.

“No! I mean yes. I mean…oh I don’t know!”

“That’s okay, Kira. If you’re embarrassed, you can put your skirt down. BUT if you’re getting horny from your exposure, I think we can work out an arrangement.”

Uh-oh. I don’t like the sound of that. But I can’t help wondering what sort of arrangement it could be. I was terribly embarrassed, but couldn’t shake the feeling of arousal deep in my loins. I decided to put my skirt down so we could go shopping. I really needed new clothes!

“I guess she doesn’t want to admit it yet. Oh well. Let’s go, Girls! We have bargains to find!”

Part 6

With that, we all piled into the truck and headed to the mall. Tara rode up front, Jackie sat behind her, and I sat next to Jackie while Shelly drove.  Along the way, they were trying to coerce me into taking off my skirt! Since I wouldn’t let them have any fun, they decided to talk instead.

“So tell us, Kira. What’s with the sudden confidence? I mean, you’ve never worn anything so skimpy for as long as we’ve known you, and that’s pretty much forever! So I want to know what made you want to e so adventurous and go commando.”

“It’s a long story, Shelly. But I’ll tell you guys anyway.”

I told them about everything that had happened this morning. I told them about my mom moving my clothes, the termite guy destroying them, and only having this to wear today.

“Well, I think she gets off being exposed. Destroyed clothes or not, you decided to wear that outfit. Plus, there was the evidence of arousal that I saw with my own eyes!”

“But you were the only one that saw it Jackie!”

“No! Tara saw it! Right, Tara?”

“Yeah. It was almost gushing out! Are you sure you don’t get hot from seeing your body?”

I guess she had me cornered. I knew from the way I felt below the waist that she was right. I was absolutely soaked! But I didn’t want them to see any more of me than they already have.

“You guys are just gonna have to find out on your own because I am not exposing myself again.”

Without warning, Tara reached between the front seats and grabbed my knees. Before I knew it, she had forced them apart and Jackie was pulling my skirt up!

“Guys! What are you doing?!”

“We’re finding out for ourselves, silly! Now just relax and let us have a peek.”

There wasn’t much I could do. Tara was pretty strong, and it didn’t take much for her to over-power me. Once Jackie was able to pull my skirt above my waist, my secret was out. Jackie immediately exclaimed.

“Holy shit! She’s dripping wet! Jeez, Kira. You really get off on being exposed, don’t ya?”

This gave Tara an idea.

“Hey, Jackie. Aren’t you wondering what her nipples look like? I bet they’re hard as rocks!”

Jackie let go of my skirt and then went to untie my top. I didn’t fight her. My big secret was out, and since I was among friends, I didn’t think I needed to worry about them. Meanwhile, Tara got some napkins to wipe up my wetness because Shelly was worried that I’d ruin her car. At first, Tara made to hand me the napkins, but then snatched them away when I reached for them. I looked at her puzzled when she thrust her hand with the napkins straight at my open pussy. She actually wanted to wipe me herself, and since I was aroused so much from being completely exposed to my friends, the wiping motions were making me hotter and soon I was on the brink of loosing control! I wanted to tell her to stop, but it felt so good! Jackie noticed what was going on, and started to help Tara by rubbing me even more! They knew exactly what they were doing, and I just couldn’t help myself! I started to rub my now super-sensitive nipples and moaned softly as I knew I’d reach my climax soon. I guess I moaned a little too loud and it got Shelly’s attention.

“What’s going on back there? Is Kira masturbating?”

“Well, technically she isn’t.”

“What do you mean technically?”

“Well, me and Jackie are touching her, so she’s isn’t the one masturbating.”

“Whatever you guys are doing, you need to stop. I don’t want you guys to ruin my back seat. Plus, we’re almost there.”

“Well, so is she!”

They all had a good laugh at that! I couldn’t focus on anything but to climax! I felt it was soooo close! Jackie found just the right spot and just kept going at it! My breathing got heavy, My heart started to race, and the fire down below was coming to a fever pitch! I just continued to rub my nipples when my orgasm hit me with all its might! Time slowed down, my mind was racing. I forgot where I was and just focused on how good it felt! Wave after wave hit me and I felt like I was in heaven! It felt like ages before I even opened my eyes. My breath slowly became normal, and my heart rate became steady. I was finally able to focus on my surroundings. In front of me, I saw the surprised looks on Tara’s and Shelly’s faces. I looked next to me and saw another surprised look on Jackie’s face. I looked down and saw a large splatter on the back of Shelly’s seat. I must’ve came so hard that it shot right at the back of her seat! My legs were soaked, and I was covered in sweat. Once I got control of my body again I started to ask questions.

“So, what happened?”

Jackie couldn’t contain herself:

“You just had THE biggest orgasm I’ve ever seen!”

And once it was started, Tara had to comment:

“Your pussy literally exploded! Your juices are all over the back of Shelly’s seat!”

“What?! She ruined my upholstery?!”

That was, of course, Shelly. I guess she didn’t realize how much came out! Instead of getting mad, though, she took charge.

“Well, we’re here anyway, and we can get everything cleaned up. And I think we can have even more fun with Kira at the mall!”

Part 7

We all started to clean up. Before Tara and Jackie could get their hands on me and start all that over again, I grabbed the napkins from their hands and cleaned up by myself. I had to take off my skirt so that I could clean myself thoroughly. Tara was able to reach over around and wipe up the mess behind Shelly’s seat. Shelly decided to get out and wait for us to finish. I started to wipe my thighs first and then made my way towards my “nethers” when I noticed Jackie watching me VERY intently.

“Do you like watching me rub myself?”

“What? Oh, um. Th-that is, I like your body. It’s just so cute! I just feel like rubbing you and kissing you all over, and –”

“Jeez, Jackie! You sound like you’re in love with her! Are you sure you ain’t a Lesbo?”

“Shut up, Tara! Can’t I pay a little compliment to our friend? She does have a nice body, don’t you think?”

“I don’t like to think of friends like that. Okay?”

After our little “exchange”, we finished cleaning, and I was ready to put my clothes back on. I found my skirt and pulled it up to a decent level, but I didn’t have a clue where my top was!

“Where did you guys put my top?”

“Jackie knows. She’s the one that took it off ya.”

“Here. I had it in my pocket.”

I quickly tied it back on, got my purse, and we exited the car. Shelly was leaning against the rear bumper.

“What took you guys so long? I was about to leave you guys here and go shopping by myself. You guys seemed to enjoy playing with Kira anyway, so I didn’t think you’d mind.”

“We had to help Kira clean up her mess. At least we didn’t waste too much time.”

“Fine. I hope my chair’s clean.”

“Don’t worry. We did a spectacular job!”

“Good. Let’s go shopping!”

As we walked into the mall, it seemed like everyone was staring at me. I guess I was showing more skin than anyone else here. I got worried when I started to hear people giggling behind me. When we passed the food court, it sounded like everyone was laughing! I didn’t have the nerve to look back and face those people for fear that I might recognize them.

I suddenly felt a tug at my top, and when I looked behind me to see who/what was holding it, I saw that it was a girl about my age. And she didn’t look too happy.

“What the hell is your problem?”

“My problem, Bitch, is that you’re flaunting your goods in front of MY boyfriend! It’s hard enough trying to keep him from staring at other girls without sluts like you parading your bodies around for his enjoyment!”

“Look, I’m sorry if I caused you any–”

“It’s too late for apologies, Bitch. But I think I know a good solution.”

I knew whatever she wanted wasn’t going to be good, but she had a death-grip on my top. I didn’t want to take it off and run away not knowing where I was going or what I would do. I didn’t see any choice but to go with it.

“What is it?”

“I tell you what. Since I can’t really think right now, just know that you owe me something. Later on, after I consult my boyfriend, I’ll find you. All you need to know is that what you’re gonna do will be embarrassing, and that a LOT of people are going to see it. See you later, Bitch.”

With that, she let go of my top, and left. At least she didn’t try to yank it off or expose me. But I couldn’t stop thinking about what she accused me of. Was I really showing myself off? I looked around to see if I could ask my friends, but they were gone!

I saw this as my chance to escape, so I ran for the exit. About half way to the door, I heard someone shout:

“Nice ass!”

My hands flew to my backside, and sure enough I felt bare skin! I felt around to see where my skirt bunched up, but it wasn’t! I turned my skirt around, and I saw that it had actually been cut! That’s why all those people were laughing at me as I walked by them! They were seeing my bare ass!

I couldn’t do anything about it because about half of the skirt was gone, and that’s not enough to keep my front and back covered decently, so I just stood there trying to cover my butt with both hands. That’s when everyone started to laugh even more. I was so mortified that I felt like I was going to start crying. I decided to stand against the wall so that my ass would be hidden. That victory was short-lived because I was able to see all the people pointing, laughing, and taking pictures!

That’s when I broke down and started crying. I dropped to my knees and covered my face as tears came running down my cheeks. Luckily, I heard a familiar voice.

“Kira! There you are! We were looking all over for you.”

It was Shelly! And the other girls were with her! I was able to stop the tears and talk to them somewhat normally.

“I-I-I was looking for you guys too, and this girl grabbed my top, and my skirt is ripped, and oh my God.

“We were at Victoria’s Secret. I thought you were with us, and when we turned around, you weren’t there. I’m sorry about your skirt. I was the one that altered it when you guys were cleaning up my truck. I only cut slits on the sides. I didn’t think it could be ripped off, but when you exited the car, the door caught it and it just came off. I told the girls not to say anything because I wanted to have some fun with you. I’m so sorry. And, what did you say about your top?”

“This girl grabbed my top and scolded me for exposing myself in front of her boyfriend. She told me she would make me do something embarrassing so she wouldn’t take my top.”

“Don’t worry about her. I think I know what will make you feel better: SHOPPING!”

Part 8

Visions of me being fully clothed and with a full wardrobe filled my mind, and it completely erased all the bad feelings I was having. I got back up, and took charge. I immediately started walking over to Victoria’s Secret to buy some underwear. I became so focused on underwear that I blocked out all the laughter and other noises around me. I even forgot about my ass being on show. It didn’t matter anyway because it was soon going to be covered!

As my friends and I walked in, they bombarded me with loads of bra-and-panty sets. They gave a whole variety of different styles: From regular bras to strapless, front clasps and back clasps. Most of the panties were thongs or G-strings, along with a few of the more modest bikini cut. They even threw in some stockings with matching garter belts. After everything was given to me, the pile that had accumulated was blocking my eyes, so I had to be led to the dressing rooms. The rooms were located in the back and faced the inside of the store. And the only thing shielding the person inside from the rest of the store was a red velvet curtain.

As I went in though, one of my friends (I couldn’t tell who) took advantage of my disoriented state by ripping off my top and skirt, and gave my ass a loud SLAP! After they told me I was inside the dressing room, I put down the pile of underwear and turned around to close the curtain when I see a bunch of people staring! I quickly closed the curtain, but I’m sure that they saw all of me.

Inside the dressing room, I was still thinking about all the people that just saw me, and thoughts of the people who must’ve seen my ass as well came flooding into my mind. What caught me off guard, though, was that I didn’t feel angry or humiliated. I felt…aroused.

I sat down on the small bench inside, and kept thinking about how horny I was getting. I spread my legs and started to touch myself. My fingers roamed over my now-swollen nipples and caressed the opening of my “nethers”. It felt so good! My mind was going crazy, and my heart was racing. I felt like I did back in Shelly’s car, but this felt stronger! My fingers danced around the opening to my most private of areas. I wasn’t sure if I was ready to experience the pleasure that I was sure would happen if I touched my love button. I instead decided to insert first one finger, and then two into my private place, and began to pump them in and out of it. My juices completely covered my hands, and I felt the pleasure increasing rapidly. The friction started to wane, so I inserted another finger into my love hole. My hand was moving faster than I had ever moved it! When I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, I decided to “pull the pin” off my pleasure grenade by touching my clit.

I must’ve had the biggest orgasm ever because it seemed to last forever. Wave after wave of pleasure hit me and it seemed like hours before I regained my awareness of where I was and what I was doing. When I looked around, I noticed that in all the commotion, I had fallen off the bench and onto the floor! My juices were all over the carpet, and I could clearly smell my arousal in the air, and I just knew it had to carry pretty far outside.

“How was it?”

Oh no. Shelly knew.

“How’d you know what happened?”

“It was hard not to notice that loud scream you let out a few minutes ago.”

“I screamed?!!”

“Yep. Everybody in the store heard you. I told them that you must’ve found something you really liked. I hope you didn’t ruin any of the stuff we picked out for you.”

Thankfully, I hadn’t. But now I was extremely embarrassed because everyone in the store knew what I was doing! I blocked those thoughts out of my mind because I didn’t want everything to start over again. I first needed to clean myself up.

“Hey, could someone bring me some napkins or paper towels, or anything that I can use to clean up my mess?”

Just as I finished the sentence, the curtain flew open, and I was once again exposed to everyone in the store! I immediately covered myself, but then Shelly held out a roll of paper towels like she wanted me to grab it. I tried to get her to just drop it and shut the curtain by giving her the most guilt-inducing look I could muster, but she just smiled at me and nodded toward the paper towel roll in her hand. Defeated, I took my arm away from my breasts and grabbed the roll. When I pulled back though, Shelly held on to it! She gave me this look that told me that she wanted me to be completely exposed before she let go.

Frustrated, I then uncovered my private area and held onto the roll with both hands. Shelly still didn’t let go! A tug of war ensued and everyone in the store was treated to the image of my naked body twisting and jiggling around as I fought Shelly for the towels. At this point, I knew that more and more people were discovering the moisture between my legs and thereby figuring out what happened and why I needed the paper towels.

“Shelly! Let go!”

“You didn’t say the magic word.”

“Shelly, PLEASE let go!”

“As you wish.”

She abruptly let go, which caused me to fall backward into the dressing room thankfully. But when I landed, my legs spread out so now everyone who dared to look could see EVERYTHING!!!

Needles to say, I screamed louder than I had in my entire life! Shelly finally gave me some privacy and shut the curtain. Too little, too late now that everyone has already seen me in the altogether.