Lisa’s eyes snapped open at the first blare of her alarm, her heart pounding like a drum in her chest. The room was still dark, the early morning light barely filtering through the curtains, but sleep had evaded her most of the night. Today marked the end of eleventh grade, her last day before summer freedom, yet all she could think about was the bet. The stupid, reckless bet with her friends had sealed her fate.

She lay there, sheets tangled around her legs, staring at the ceiling as memories flooded back. Sara’s voice, sharp and excited, declared the terms: “The loser has to go to school tomorrow completely naked!”

The group had laughed, egged each other on, and Lisa, in a haze of competition, had agreed. Now, as the loser, the weight of it crushed her. Mortification burned in her gut, but beneath it, a twisted heat stirred low in her belly, making her thighs clench.

She swung her legs over the side of the bed, the cool air hitting her skin through her thin nightshirt. “This is going to be rough,” she whispered to the empty room, her voice trembling.

Her mind replayed the night before—the circle of girls in Sara’s basement, the tension thick as they tallied points from their silly game. Sara’s eyes had gleamed with that dominant spark, her lips curling as she announced Lisa’s defeat. The others had exchanged glances, a mix of relief and something darker, like envy.

Lisa had seen it in their faces: they wanted this for themselves, to feel the rush of exposure, but now it was hers. Her pussy tingled at the thought, shame flooding her cheeks even as wetness gathered between her legs. She stood, peeling off the nightshirt, her bare feet padding across the carpet to the bathroom.

The shower door clicked shut behind her, and Lisa twisted the knob, hot water cascading over her shoulders. Steam filled the small space, fogging the glass, but it couldn’t blur the anxiety gnawing at her. She tilted her head back, letting the spray soak her curly blonde hair, rivulets tracing down her neck to her DD-cup tits.

The water beaded on her pale skin, hardening her nipples into tight peaks that ached with every pulse of her heartbeat. Her hands moved slowly, almost reluctantly, soaping her tight tummy, then lower, brushing the trimmed patch above her pussy. She imagined the stares tomorrow, boys’ eyes devouring her body, girls whispering. Her fingers slipped between her pussy lips, slick not just from soap, and she gasped, pressing her thighs together.

‘No,’ she thought, pulling her hand away, but the conflict only heightened the throb in her clit.
The heat of the water soothed her muscles, her toned legs shifting as she washed her big ass, the cheeks firm and round, begging to be grabbed. Peace was fleeting; the exposure loomed, turning her stomach to knots even as her body betrayed her excitement.

She shut off the water, stepping out onto the mat, droplets still clinging to her skin. The mirror had cleared just enough, and Lisa faced her reflection, towel forgotten in her hand. Her curly blonde hair hung wet and wild below her shoulders, framing her flushed face. Those tits—full, heavy DD-cups—jutted out, nipples still erect, begging for attention she denied herself.

She cupped them, thumbs grazing the sensitive tips, a soft moan escaping her lips. Her gaze dropped to her tight tummy, the subtle curve of her hips, and then to her ass as she turned slightly. It was her pride and curse: plump, perfectly rounded, the kind that made heads turn even when clothed. At five feet tall, it dominated her petite frame, bouncing with every step. She squeezed one cheek, feeling the give, imagining hands on it tomorrow—strangers’, friends’, Sara’s watchful eyes. Heat pooled in her core again, her pussy lips swelling, slick with need.

‘They’re going to see everything,’ she thought, fingers trailing back down, dipping into her wetness. The shame burned, but so did the secret thrill, the exhibitionist fire Sara had unwittingly ignited.

Sara’s teasing echoed louder now, pulling her from the mirror. “Oh, Lisa, you’re gonna love it. All those eyes on your hot little body.”

The group’s laughter had been merciless, but Lisa caught the undercurrent—a voyeuristic hunger in their stares, as if they planned to watch her squirm all day. Sara, always the bold one, had leaned in close, whispering, “Don’t chicken out. It’ll be our secret thrill.”

The words fueled Lisa’s hidden desire, the part of her that craved the group’s gaze, the public unraveling. She dried off roughly, her skin tingling, nipples scraping the towel. No bra, no panties, no nothing. Mentally, she dressed for the day: resolve hardening like armor, even as her body softened with anticipation.

Her pussy clenched at visions of the hallway—lockers slamming, eyes widening as she walked bare, ass cheeks jiggling, tits bouncing freely. The bell would ring, classes starting, and she’d sit exposed, legs parting just enough to tease. Shame warred with the ache building inside her, wetness trickling down her thigh.

Lisa took a deep breath and stepped back into her room. The clock ticked mercilessly; time to face it. Her friends would be waiting at the corner, probably smirking, ready to escort their naked prize to school. Sara’s dominant grin flashed in her mind, promising more teasing, more eyes. Lisa’s hand hovered near her pussy one last time, tempted to rub out the tension, but she pulled away.

The day ahead promised release in ways she couldn’t yet imagine—stares turning to touches, whispers to demands. Her heart raced, body alive with forbidden want, as she grabbed her bag and headed for the door, skin prickling in the morning air.

Lisa pushed open the front door of her house, the morning sun already climbing high, bathing her bare skin in its warm glow. She lived about a mile from school in a rural stretch of nothing but endless fields on either side of the long, straight road. No neighbors, no traffic, just her naked body stepping out into the open air.

 

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