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This whole wild weekend got started when my boyfriend Jim cancelled our weekend plans because he had to work. It was a beautiful early fall weekend and I was complaining to my two friends that I share our house with, Karen and Sue, that I was bored. We got talking over breakfast about what we could do and somehow ended up talking about the beach story I posted on the Internet. I mentioned this one email I got from a reader. It was a dare to go out to a public place wearing just a towel and nothing else. I started telling them about how I did something similar in college where I ran from the dorm to the bell tower and back in just a towel. Everyone started laughing and said that I should give it a try again. I said I’d die but Karen and Sue kept going on saying they’d help.

Well, the exact dare was to wear the towel for a whole day and to as many public places as you could manage. I got to thinking about it and called my best friend Lisa to tell her about it and get some encouragement. It did sound exciting and I was so bored.

Lisa and I caught up on things and talked about going back up to her parents new vacation ski house. Lisa’s parents just bought this place in upstate New York and Lisa and I had just been up fixing it up in exchange for a place to stay when we went skiing. Should be interesting spending more time with Lisa come winter . God knows it was wild fixing the place up.

Anyway, I told her about the dare and she went nuts. She said I had to do it. She went on to explain that I would be less exposed than the time I went rollerblading in my bikini. I explained that she was right if it stayed on, but….

I really do get off on the challenge so one side of me wanted to say yes but the practical side of me said, You’ve got to be kidding. We continued back and forth and I was starting to get excited as we talked about it. Eventually I was so excited I agreed. Lisa said she wished she could be there to see it. I said, “I wish you were here to help me through it.”

It wasn’t until I hung up that I realized what I had agreed to. I went back and told Karen and Sue and they said, “This should be fun.” Now the reality was starting to set in and the nervousness started to come through in my voice. Karen said, “what’s the matter I thought this is the kind of thing you get off on.” I said, “It’s just that in a towel if it slips you’re totally naked. I’m not sure I’m ready for that possibility.”

Sue made some comment about how well the towel would stay on across my 34 C chest. I was surprised at her humble frankness when she mentioned how small she was compared to me. Sue is about 5’ 3” with light brown shoulder length hair. She weighs about 130 and has a modest 34A 25 36 figure. Karen is about the same height, maybe 5” 4” and weighs about 130. She has about a 32B, 26 34 figure. She is lot wilder than Sue but has never gone along with me on any of my dares. When we all started renting this place they both thought I was crazy but recently Karen has started to get into my craziness and actually help me despite not participating.

Me. I’m about 5’9”, 34C, 22, 33. I have almost shoulder length blonde hair and weigh about 130. I stay in pretty good shape by working out almost every morning. I used to be on the swim team with Lisa and still have a competitive streak despite no longer playing competitive sports. Now it seems that I get my competitive excitement by challenging myself to pull off more and more daring adventures.

We continued breakfast and Karen and Sue started talking about places I could go and things I could do. Suddenly I lost my appetite as I heard some of their ideas. Karen suggested going shopping at the mall, while Sue came up with going to diner and dancing. As the ideas kept coming the butterflies in my stomach started building until I said. “There is no way I’m doing any of that stuff.” They said, “You can’t just sit around here. That would be nothing. And wouldn’t complete the dare.”

My butterflies kept building thinking about what I had gotten myself into. I guess I could still have backed out but then I’d never hear the end of it. I went into the bathroom a couple of times to see what the towel would look like on me. I pulled a nice white one out of the closet and held it up to my chest and looked in the mirror. I needed to see how bad this was going to be so I pulled my tee shirt and shorts off and wrapped it around me.

I didn’t have any underwear on so there I was in front of the mirror checking out the latest in towel wear. I held one towel up and it came from my boobs to just below my ass. I was covered but just barely. My top was covered but my chest forced the towel out leaving about a 4-inch gap down my side. Anyone one looking could see quite a bit of me through the gap. I looked through the closet for one of our beach towels figuring that would cover me better. I found one and tried it on. It covered me to my toes and was plenty wide enough. It was just then that the phone rang. It was Lisa seeing how I was doing. I made a big fuss about how I was modeling the latest in a new line of designer towels just debuting in the hippest of fashion circles. She was laughing hysterically as she gave me a few more ideas.

After I hung up I got dressed again and tried to relax.

Karen came in showing me a towel she had found in the linen closet saying, “You’ll just love it when it comes off the first time.” My jaw dropped when I saw it. I stuttered before saying, “I can’t wear that I’m to tall for it. My ass will be showing.” She said “If that’s too small we have this one.” pulling out another towel. This one was a little bigger but not by much.

I was still looking over the second towel as she started talking about her ideas for me. She said, “we can start out by getting something to eat and drink at that restaurant I liked. Then after we loosened you up a bit we can … and …” She was going a mile a minute before I could slow her down. I said, “I’m not just going to waltz in in a towel. Isn’t that a bit obvious. How about this. We go to the gym and work out, I’ll go in to take a shower and when I come out I find that all of my clothes are gone.” Karen actually liked it, Saying, “Sounds good. That way you won’t be able to back out.” I wasn’t too sure I liked it when she said it that way.

We all left to get into our workout outfits. I took of my shorts and top off and threw them on the floor next to the bed. Karen ducked her head in saying, “Won’t be needing them for a while.” I turned around and gave here a sheepish smile. When she got a look at me she commented on my aroused state. “Excited already huh.

I started to pull out one of my usual pairs of shorts and a sport bra when my aroused mind started to come up with devilish ideas. I reached to the bottom of my draw and pulled out this one outfit that I hadn’t worn but a couple of times. You see it’s super tight and when stretched out it fits like a second skin. I’ve only worn it when I wanted to be extra charged up like now. I held it up and it looked like it was made for a little girl. Not a 23 year old with a 34 inch chest.

I stretched it out and pulled it over my hips not bothering with anything underneath. Wow was it tight. I was looking at the top as Karen reappeared in the doorway. Seeing the top I had chosen she said, “I have to see this. You’re never getting them into that little thing.”

I took the top and stretched it as far as I could and pulled it over my head. I got it to my boobs in one pull but that was it. I sucked in my chest and stretched it one more time to pull it down over my breasts.

It was a simple light gray sports bra. Just covering my breasts and not much more. It's a good thing my breasts are pretty firm because they weren't getting much support except from the tightness. I looked at myself in the mirror. You could make out my nipples through the tight top. Not only did my nipples poke through but the outline of my areolas was visible. My vulva was also clearly outlined as they pressed against my shorts. I was already clearly turned on and we hadn’t even started the dare. There certainly weren’t any secrets about my body hidden by this outfit.

Karen and Sue both had on their stylish stretch pants and sports tops. Sue stopped in her tracks when she saw me. Sue said, “nice top” while Karen said, “I wish I could look that good in something like that”.

I looked in the hall mirror one last time and couldn’t believe how hot I looked. I hadn’t worn this outfit in a while and had forgotten how much showed. I guess the gym is a bit like the beach in that you tend to wear less than you would elsewhere.

We arrived at the gym just in time for aerobics. Karen was member despite hardly ever coming so she walked right in leaving me to sign Sue in. There were three people behind the desk that I didn’t know since I usually come in the morning. Two guys and a girl. Both guys snapped to attention when they saw me. I showed my ID and signed Sue in when I noticed the girl checking me out even more than the guys. She said, directed straight at me, that her name was Terry and to ask for her if I need anything, absolutely anything. Boy was she being obvious or what. I thought I’d have to watch out for her more than the guys.

We just put our stuff in the locker room when the real reason we were here hit me. This was just the first set up for the real adventure. Despite how revealing this outfit was I wouldn’t even have it when I walked out of here. That kind of put things in perspective and sent a wave of fear through my body. Wow. Was I really going to walk out of here today in nothing but a towel. I could feel my nipples pressing even harder at my tight top at just the thought.

Karen yelled back if I was coming or hiding in the locker room the whole time. Luckily there wasn’t anyone that I knew from the morning on the floor. The class was fast so I knew Sue would fade quickly and I didn’t think Karen would last long.

The instructor started us off slowly and then really got into it. I love aerobics because it combines dancing with exercise. I can really loose myself when a good tune comes along. Sue is a really good dancer but as expected faded fast and left for the machines. Karen was doing pretty well and was getting into it like I was. I was really into it since I was so wound up. After a bit Karen smiled and pointed back towards me. I had worked up quite a sweat and was really starting to show through my top now. In addition to my nipples, the dark of my areolas were clearly visible along with the outline of my breasts. I should have run back to the locker room right then but I was too into it to stop despite the show I was putting on. The combination of the exposure and the exercise was combining to really turn me on now. I could feel my mound pressing against my skin tight shorts as I moved.

Karen was starting to show signs of fading but I felt great despite the fact that the more I perspired the more I showed. Finally the instructor slowed things down for our cool down. By then my top was completely soaked with my breasts showing through quite clearly. When we finally stopped Karen asked if we were done yet. “Done? What’s the matter? Are you tired? I’m just getting warmed up.” Karen responded by saying, “It looks like your pretty warmed up from what I can see. And that’s quite a bit.” Sue was talking to some guys by the bikes. As we approached everyone stopped and checked me out. By then I was so turned on I didn’t care. I was felling good when Sue asked if I was ready to get started.

We walked over to the water fountain to discuss the rest of the plan. Karen’s plan was for her and Sue to go to the locker room shower and change. I was to wait 20 minutes before coming in. I would then take off my clothes and go to the shower leaving all of my stuff on the bench. Then they would gather up all my clothes and leave, waiting for me in the car. Karen suggested that I not acknowledge them in the locker room so we wouldn’t raise suspicion that the thing was a set up.

My arousal started to rise again as I thought about what was going to happen. My nipples, which by now were clearly visible through my top, started to started to throb with excitement making them even more pronounced. My libia was engorged beyond belief, pressed hard against the front of my shorts giving me the most wonder full sensation.

Before leaving me, Karen and Sue asked me if I was sure I still wanted to go through with this. I only managed a tiny nod of acknowledgement as I knew my fate was sealed with my response. With that they turned and left me to contemplate my decision. My breath was coming quicker as I stood there. I had 20 minutes to think about it. I took a quick drink and slowly walked back to the equipment. I sat on the cruncher machine thinking about my situation before stating my cycle. It helped a little and I was starting to calm down as I noticed several young guys staring in my direction. I moved over to some less conspicuous machines but one of them followed and wanted to start a conversation. I know he was trying to pick me up but my mind was swimming in my own thoughts. After a couple of minutes I think he gave up on getting my number but continued to take in the view my wet workout suit was providing. I did part of my regular work out but couldn’t get over the fact that I was about to walk out of there completely naked with only a towel to cover me. If this guy thought he had a site now, he should stick around for a bit.

I looked up at the clock and I think 20 minutes had passed although I wasn’t sure. I did one more set and walked over to the water fountain again. I just stood there thinking about this dare. In one way a towel was much larger than any of my bikinis and probably bigger than this workout outfit. But a towel just wasn’t made to be worn as clothes. If it stayed on it may not be that bad but if it didn’t… I took a deep breath to calm my nerves and hurried to the locker room before I changed my mind. As I walked over Terry from the front desk walked in with me asking if I had a good work out. She glanced down at my chest giving an approving smile at the site of my clearly visible breasts.

I looked around for Karen and Sue as I walked in but didn’t see them. I figured they must be down one of the other rows. I sat down thinking that this was my last chance to bail. With my hand shaking I unlocked my locker and took my bag out. I then pulled the towel out of my bag staring at it for a second. I was still staring at the towel when Terry came up from behind me and startled me. She tried to start up a conversation just as I got ready to take my top off. Her timing gave her intent away. I hesitated hoping she would leave me alone. Had she only known what I was up to. A moment later she started talking to the women behind me. I was sure she was just stalling waiting for me to strip. I then saw Karen causally walk by give me a one of those what’s taking you so long looks.

Time had come. I slowly kicked off my sneakers taking the first little step towards nudity. Again, I took a deep breath and forced my fingers under the bottom of my tight top. I almost expected Terry to ask if I needed any help. I heard her conversation with the women behind me stutter a bit as I pulled the skin-tight top over my breasts. I could feel them literally pop free as the top brushed my elongated nipples. As it did I couldn’t help but let out little sigh of excitement and the sensation sent a bolt of lightning through my nervous system. The conversation behind me literally stopped mid sentence. I slowly examined the red marks that the tight top had left trying to rub them out with my hands.

I carefully placed my top in my bag as I took some long deep breaths trying to calm my self down a bit. Terry came back and started talking to me again as she openly stared at my breasts. I was feeling more nervous undressing in front of her than in front of most guys. I was starting to think that she might take my clothes if Karen didn’t. I was so horny and knew that I needed to get on with this before I went nuts.

I stood up barefoot and topless and looked right into Terry’s eyes and proceed to introduce myself. I tried to calm my voice as best I could but the nervous came through anyway. I tried to maintain eye contact, kind of challenging her to defy her desire to look at my chest. I then pushed my thumbs into the waist band of my shorts and pulled them down while trying to continue the conversation. I caught a couple of glances and then an obvious sigh from Terry as I struggled to get my skin tight lycra shorts over my hips.

Enough of this, I was losing it quickly myself. I quickly put my shorts in my bag and grabbed my towel saying good-bye to Terry figuring she wasn’t going to follow me into the shower. I took one last look at my bag as I left. The tiles felt cold against my bare feet. I’ve always been a little self-conscious of my feet since at 9 and a half they were pretty large.

As I entered the shower stall I hung my only remaining piece of clothing over the hook. I turned the water on and looked down at my seriously overloaded body as I waited for the water to warm up. I couldn’t believe what I looked like. I still had a faint sheen of perspiration covering my entire body and every muscle was pumped from my work out. My nipples were as hard as a rock and at least 1/2 of an inch long and mound was puffed out exposing my pink inner lips. My clit was clearly visible sticking out from under its protective hood. What a site I must have presented to this woman that probably would have jumped me quicker than my boyfriend Jim would.

I tried to relax under the soothing water but it was impossible. The more I tried to calm myself the more excited I became. I hardly ever masturbate but I needed to release some of this sexual tension if I was going to make it through this. I was thankful that the water was drowning out most of my excitement because I know I let out an auditable Oh God as I climaxed right there in the shower.

After my orgasm subsided a bit I began to feel a little better but still all I could think of was that all I had to cover myself when I walked out of this shower was a simple white towel. For a moment I started to have an anxiety attack and began to panic at what was about to happen. I quickly shut off the water, grabbed my towel and ran to the door to the locker room area but it was already too late. My bag was gone. I turned back into the shower area when I realized that this wasn’t the same towel I had when I went in. Oh My God, while I was in the throngs of passion Karen or Sue had snuck in and switched towels. This towel barely came down to my ass and left a wide gap exposing my entire side. They had tricked me. I ducked back in the shower to try to regain my composure as my arousal grew once again.

I finished washing my hair and tried to think thought through the rest of my plan. I rehearsed my act trying to concentrate on the plan through my still clouded mind. I had to act shocked and mad if I was wasn’t going to arouse suspicion.

I didn’t see Terry when I walked over the first time so I figured she went back to the front desk. I figured she would be the one I’d have to report this to. That would be interesting. I wasn’t sure if her obvious interest in me might mess up my plan. I wrapped the towel around my breasts. Oh My God! The towel was so small that there was just barely enough material to reach from my boobs to my ass. I tried to knot the top just to the side of my right breast but there was only enough material to make a small tuck. It wasn’t going to stay on long unless I held it. Worse yet. My breasts pushed the towel out from my mid section so far that the towel just seemed to hang down from my boobs not contacting the front of my body till it brushed the front of my hips and pussy. Each brush sent a rush of sensation direct to my core which was heating up once again. With my breasts pushing the towel way from my body about a 4 inch gap was left over my right hip. I turned around in front of the mirror to make sure my ass was covered. The bottom of my cheeks were just peaking out from under the towel. I tried pulling the back down a bit but was afraid that if I pulled too hard the top would pop off my boobs. A couple more careful adjustments and that was all I was going to be able to cover with the small amount of material available.

I tried to concentrate on my plan as I walked all the time trying to keep the towel in place. I was still in the locker room. What was I going to do when I had to walk to the to the front desk?

I started to take a deep breath to calm my nerves but was afraid the towel would explode off my body so I just tried to concentrate on my first line as I opened the door separating the showers from the lockers. Luckily there was only one woman in the row where my locker was and she looked like she had just come in. I went to my locker and let out a fake cry, “Where is all my stuff?” The other woman immediately turned to see what the problem was. In my best academy award wining acting voice I explained what had happened. My version anyway. She sympathized with me but my plan was to just act mad and not accept any help. I passed back and forth a couple of times holding the towel and acting like I was looking around for my bag.

Two other women came over to see what my problem was. Each said they had just come in. I frantically walked around the locker room acting like I was looking for my stuff but actually trying to get up enough nerve to walk out the locker room door. After two more nervous passes I said to my self, here goes nothing and push the door open. The cool air came up through the gap in the towel reminding me of how exposed I was. Even in the coolness of the air conditioning I could felt beads of perspiration forming all over my body. A light sheen of sweat covered me making me look like I needed another shower.

I walked quickly over to the front desk, which was all the way in the front of the club opposite where the lockers were, desperately holding my towel in place. I heard a couple of gasps as I passed the bikes and treadmills. I didn’t think through my plan completely because the path from the locker room to the front desk placed the entire club on my right side which was the same side the that the gap in my towel was on. It was plainly obvious to everyone in the club that I didn’t have a stitch on under the towel and I suppose if you were in the right spot you had an even better view since the towel waved as I walked. The towel appeared as a mere decoration over my otherwise bare body. My bare feet squeaked as I walked across the tile floor which only attracted more attention. I fought the temptation to run back to the locker room as each step caused the bottom of the towel to rub against my now throbbing pussy.

Immediately the two guys at the font desk and Terry turned to see what the commotion was about. As I approached I felt the tuck that was holding the top of my towel give way. Now I knew that the only thing holding it on was my trembling hand. I was already incredibly turned on but this just moved me to the next level. Trying to come up with a coherent though while clenching the towel and holding back an impending orgasm was almost impossible

I desperately tried to explain what had happened as the three of them looked on. I managed to keep my wits just enough to stick with the plan. My excitement was coming through as I fidgeted around uncontrollably. As I did, I noticed all three of them glance at my hand holding the towel. I was acting like I wasn’t paying any attention to it as I explained what had happened when in reality I knew that one slip and it would be on the floor. As I did I noticed the bulge forming in the guys pants.

The original plan was to accidentally drop the towel but I chickened fearing a sure orgasm had I carried through with it. Terry said she could give me some stuff from the Lost and Found. I was starting to get rattled by the unforeseen possibilities. I knew I had to cut this short if I was going to continue. I simply said, “C_ Can I uh J _ Just Call my R_ roommate to P_ pick me uh up.” Terry offered to take me home which rattled me even further. I told her I lived close by and my roommate was home. Of course I didn’t come out that well as I struggled with each word.

Acting like I was listing to Terry, I retied the towel right there in front of the whole club. That provided a real show probably better than had I let it drop. I tried to act natural at least as natural as a naked women retying her towel in public could. I was losing it fast though and knew I had to get out of there.

My breath was racing and I could feel the perspiration dripping down between my breasts. Not thinking any longer I just reacted and I ran for the front door just wanting to get out of there. I don’t know what everyone thought and I didn’t care at that point. I just had to get out of there.

I frantically looked for Sue’s white Toyota, expecting them to be there waiting but they were nowhere to be seen. “Shit, Shit, Shit” was all that I was able to muster. They couldn’t have been that mean to have left me there with nothing. I panicked and ran to the back parking lot. I rounded the corner of the building and almost lost it. I almost fell as my legs got weak. I leaned back against a building trying to gather my composure and hold back my emotions. Still no sign of them anywhere.

I was frantic and beginning to panic when I saw Sue’s car slowly pull into the lot breathing a sigh of relief as they pulled up. Karen opened the window and said, “Nice day for a walk isn’t it?” I jumped in yelling, “Where the hell did you guys get to!” Karen said they thought that I may have changed my mind and went to get a cup of coffee while they waited. I yelled back clutching the towel. “How could I change my mind. You had all of my clothes.” Sue said, “So how long have you been waiting?” I yelled back asking what she did with the other towel? You can’t expect me to wear this one. “You just did didn’t you.” was Karen’s response. I need the towel to sit on at least otherwise Sue’s going to have a mess to clean up back here. “Gross” was Karen’s response. Sue just yelled at her to give me the towel.

She reluctantly pulled the towel out and handed it to me. There in the back of Sue’s car I swapped one towel for another sitting on the first. All at once I wished we were in and SUV instead of a Toyota.

Surviving the Gym, I was like a kid who had had too much sugar. I was still so wound up I don’t know if I was making any sense as I told them how exciting it was and how close I was to coming when I thought they had left me there. Sue shook her head in disbelief saying I was crazy. Karen just laughed and asked if I had dropped the towel. I told her that with the towel she had left me I didn’t have to. Not much of me was covered anyway. I told them I was hanging on the edge the whole time and then when they weren’t there, I almost lost it. I couldn’t believe what had just happened.

As we drove home I started to calm down a bit but riding in the back seat of a car wearing just a towel kept my emotions going the whole way. I tied to crouch down to keep out of site as best I could. I wasn’t to worried because from the outside it probably just looked like I was wearing a sleeveless top or something.