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 ï>¿City Dress Rip-off Part 1 jaynee Mon May 4, 2009 14:06 67.83.159.224

   The day of the streak arrived and as usual I was nervous but heavily
excited.  It was a bit cold out as it was a very early saturday morning.  I
chose saturday morning because it is generally very quiet. 

   I soaked in my tub for 1/2 hour fantasizing about my plan.  I worked out
all kinds of ways to make it more exciting, scary scenarios, thought about
being arrested and handcuffed naked and walked to the closest police
station, etc.

   While in the tub, I shaved myself down to my favorites landing strip,
that would soon be my only attire.

   I started driving to the city at 7:30 am.  I made it into the financial
area by 8:30 and found a parking spot on a small side street within 15
minutes.

   I didn't see to many people out, so I still felt good about my plan.

   I stepped out of my car.

   I forgot to describe my attire...

   I had on a whispy spaghetti strapped dress, as planned.  It was floral
patterned.  I had on a pair of heels, covered toe, since it was a bit cold
- 55 degrees 

   If someone was in front of my car as I stepped out, they would have had
a show.  The wind hustled up my skirt exposing me to the street. 

   I quickly looked around at my parking spot, noting the street signs on
either corner and the name of the street I was on.

   I started walking off toward where I had seen a subway stop on my way
down.

   My heart was pounding as I was thinking about what it will be like later
having to traverse these streets in nothing but my heels.  As I was lost in
though and when I rounded the corner, another huge gust of wind blew my
dress up against my face.....that meant everything was on display
below!!!!!

   I quickly brushed it down and continued walking toward the subway.

   As I got to the subway, I noticed I had walked about 3 blocks from my
car.  Was this far enough, should I push on further to find a more daring
spot to streak from?  Did I need to really look for another spot, the roads
were pretty square, I could easily find my way back to my car if I was
dropped off two blocks up and one more block over.  Should I scout it out??
Seems like the streets are loaded with parked cars, and the city is not yet
awake, I better get further downtown quickly so I can get a cab and get the
plan started.

   With that I entered the subway and was immediately able to get on a
downtown train.  As I sat down, I was careful not to sit directly across
form anyone in case I might flash them. 

   As the train came up about 3 stops later, I figured this was a good
neighborhood to get out and hail a cab.  There was a really old man in
front of m getting out of the subway, I waited forever for him and started
walking out, as I did, the doors pushed closed right behind me, and
suddenly I was stopped in my tracks...oh no!!!!



   City Dress Rip-off Part 2 Mon May 4, 2009 14:30 67.83.159.224

   I couldn't believe it, if this train takes off, I'll be naked 30+ blocks
from my car, and I have no more subway change, I'll have to go to the booth
and buy another token...

   Then, the doors opened, I jumped away, and they immediately reclosed. 
whew!!

   While I was scared out of my mind, my naughty side was secretly enjoying
the moment.

   On a technical note, I had loosened the seems on this dress in
preparation for the big ripoff, and this stunt with the subway ripped half
of the seems on either side of my waist.  I had to walk with my arms at my
sides to prevent exposure of my ribs and anything else.

   I walked carefully up the steps to street level, holding my dress down
and in, especially against the predatory wind.  It was chilly, especially
when the wind ran right along my stomach, I already felt so naked and
exposed. 

   I continued walking down one of the main aves and made a left down a
side street.  This street was lined with parked cars, trees, and
brownstones.  It was deserted.  I walked in another block, crossing a
smaller street identical to this street, again, no-one was around. 
Everyone must be hung-over???

   Again, now extremely turned on by my almost forced nudity on the subway
and now near nudity with 1/2 of my sides split open and a near useless now
left should spaghetti strap, i thought this would be a good place for a
mini-dare.  What should I do???  I could run naked ot the end of the block
and back, but not in these heels, they are echoing already and would draw
attention to me. 

   I found a huge garbage can, and squatted next to it, I wanted to get
naked here, but I couldn't do it.  My body was asking me to go for it, my
nipples were poking against the sundress to teh point they were causing me
pain, but I couldn't just take it off.  So, still hunched over, I slipped
my heels off.  Oh god, that delicious feeling of my naked feet against the
cold concrete was too much.  It was so naughty to be barefoot in the city,
50 degrees, public sidewalk, so I couldn't take it anymore and I stripped
my dress off over my head, while still crouched. 

   Now I was totally naked, my delicate dress bunched up in my hands and my
heels in front of me.  I hadn't planned this, so I didn't know yet what to
do.  I wanted to leave my clothes behind, but where?  I didn't want to
leave them against hte trash, someone would take them thinking they were
trash...so I left my heels on the stoop of the brownstone behind me.  I
tucked my dress underneath so it wouldn't blow away.  Then I sprinted down
the sidewalk.  I ran towards the corner, all I could hear was the wind.  I
stoped just shy of the corner and took stock of my situation. 

   I'm totally naked, 60 yards from my clothes in a major city.  If my
clothes are stolen, I'm easily 30 blocks away form my car and I live easily
50 miles from the city.. 

   I jumped across the street and began walking up back towards the
brownstone.  At this point I noticed 3 girls coming in the opposite
direction across the street.  I squatted and continued walking toward my
clothes, hidden behind a line of parked cars.

   I saw them stop, to my horror, in front of my clothes and shoes.  Not
good.

   They picked up my shoes!!!! 

   I think they are trying them on??  Who does that?? 

   Then I shuttered, they picked up my crinkled dress and held it up, it
looked as if they like it.  The red haired girl pointed at the hole in the
side, please don;t rip it more.  I saw them looking at the dress in
disapproval, one put her arms up in an "oh well" signal, hen they proceeded
to walk off with my dress and my shoes!!!!!! 

   The red haired girl then dumped the dress in the waste basket, but kept
my shoes!!!

   I waited, crouched between two parked cars, now totally sweating but
frigidly cold.  My feet were burning form the cold concrete, but my whole
body was in a cold scared sweat.  Why did I do this.  I had to get to that
trash bin, get my dress, I hope it isn't full of trash, and then hail that
cab to get back to my car asap!!!

   I ran over to the trash can and found my dress on top of some newspaper,
well at least something went right.

   I quickly put it on, I noticed on strap was severed form the dress and
the right side was connected by 2 stitches, I had to be careful walking
back a few blocks to where I could catch a cab.

   City Dress Rip-off Part 3 Tue May 5, 2009 20:59 67.83.159.224

   I walked careful steps toward a main ave to have the best chance to
catch a cab.  It was difficult to keep my dress on, closed at the hip,
while watching out for glass, gum, and other typical city sidewalk hazards.

   My feet were so cold.  When teh wind blew through my skirt, I felt so
cold, my nipples were on edge, i had goosebumps, yet I was hot and alive
inside.

   The slow walk toward the main ave just heightened my arousal.  Plus, the
anticipation of being left naked in this city was all I could think about.

   As people walked toward me , I kept out of their way, generally favoring
the street side. 

   About 50 feet or so form the main ave, I passed a couple with a dog. 
Not wanting the dog to get a sniff of my arousal I walked over towards the
curb, brushing up against a no parking sign.  Immediately I felt a tug and
stopped in my tracks.  I was caught on the sign and I had ripped the left
side of my skirt form teh hem up to the armpit.  Another step and I'd be
separated from my dress and it would be nothing more than a protest sign.

   I quickly stepped back and freed myself form the sign.  Now I had a lot
to worry about but at least when the cab took my skirt, there would be no
safety issue with me getting dragged by the cab.  In fact, I bet a good
breeze could strip me bare.  Oooh the thought of that made my knees weak as
I continues toward the main ave. 

   Finally at one of the main avenues, I started hailing a cab.  It took
just a few minutes, but one arrives.

   I jumped in and immediately felt my bare bottom stick against the vinal
interior of the back seat as I tried to scootch across the seat to get in.

   I asked the cab driver to go towards teh financial district.  I wasn;t
sure what ave this would turn into down there, the streets become a bit
curvy and I'm not too familar with them.



   City Dress Rip-off Part 4 Tue May 5, 2009 21:08 67.83.159.224

   As we drove downtown I couldn't help but play with myself.  I hope this
isn't too much for the board and I won't go into detail.

   But I needed the heightened arousal to have the guts to get naked.  The
built up fantasy, the proximity to total nudity and humiliation I felt so
far today, and the tease my dress turned into put me into a frenzy and I
needed to turn it up a notch to let this cab drive off with my only clothes
in a busy city.

   Right as I was near climax, the cabbie told me we were in the financial
district and asked me where I wanted to be dropped off.

   I looked around, but horns were blaring behind us.  The driver became
inpatient, I told him to let me off the left side of the ave, since we
seemed to be on the opposite side of the ave where my car was.  I couldn't
exactly tell where we were, but based on some of the taller buildings, I
knew we were within 5 blocks in either direction of my car.  Normally I
would have asked the cabbie to keep going, but I was so near orgasm that I
needed to be out of the cab to get this plan going before I climaxed and
had to chicken out, I lose my nerves after I go.

   I paid the cabbie and scooted over to the other side of the cab to get
out.  As I got out I started to close the door on my dress per my plan, but
I suddenly realised I wasn't sure where I was, while I was in near orgasmic
bliss, I lost track of a turn or 2 of the cab and couldn't orient myself as
to where I needed to run to my car.

   As I reached ot re-open the door, the cabbie gunned it, ripping my dress
from my body.  Holy shit.  Plan executed, but I was frozen, totally naked
and barefoot in the middle of the city, not knowing where to run.