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 ï>¿Mall streak 1 by Jaynee Tue Mar 10, 2009 21:21 67.83.159.224

   I've always fantasized about being naked in the mall.  Even when I was a
teenager shopping with my friends, I wish there was someway to wind up
totally naked in the mall with no way out.  I loved nrlynakedbabe (not
exactly sure how that was spelled) naked mall adventure. 

   Prior to reading her adventure, I did the following:

   I went to a mall probably 30 miles form my condo, in no way did I want
to be caught by someone I knew.

   I dressed in flip flops and a throwaway summer dress, nothing expensive.
I took a purse with me, just a simple 5" x 10" cloth red purse.

   By the way, my measurements are somewhat precise because I am a licensed
architect. 

   Inside the purse, I brought a pair of shears.  My plan was to park near
the edge of the mall parking lot, walk into the mall, find a suitable
place, destroy my clothes and flops, and run outside totally naked, and
drive home, then run into my condo naked.

   Here's what happened:



   Mall Streak 2 Tue Mar 10, 2009 21:48 67.83.159.224

   So I left my car in the "D" parking lot area.  I walked into the mall.
My senses were alive. I opened the door, way too heavy for me as usual, but
I gave it a good pull to get in.  I entered into the food court area.  I
was thinking of entering into a Macy's but figured I'd walk throughout the
mall and choose the least busy store. Inside the mall there were tons of
people.  I did this last May, the economy was good, a little too good for
my plans. Walking around the mall was quite an experience.  I felt a if a
few people noticed my lack of underwear a my nipples stood out.  I was
definitely aroused to say he least.

   I walked through the food court, temporarily losing my momentum as I
smelt the popeye's, chines, etc, I never let myself have.  The Cinabon's
and starbucks were also tough to walk by.  The I got to the main artery.  I
turned right and headed down the main hall. 

   I wans;t ready to work my plan, and I was scared, so to work up my
nerve, I took the escalator to the second floor.  There were people behind
me that might have had the best view of my freshly shaven private area, but
I refued to look behind me.  I walked over to the electronics store and
walked around for a while.  After 10 minutes, I headed back into the mall
and saw a sign for a women's room.  I wlked into the nearest stall and
closed the door.

   By now my heart was pounding.  I wished I had a friend that understood
me to help me through this kind of streak.  There was no way I could take
my clothes off here, run down the escalator, thought the main hall, then
the food court, then across 150+ yards to my car, then somehow have the
composure to drive home.

   So I squatted on the toilet, took my dress over my head leaving my naked
in my flops.  I took my flops off and held all three articles of clothing
in my hand.  God I was so naked.  In the middle of a bust mall, I was
entirely naked in a bathroom stall.  If I had a friend to take this from
me, that would force me to streak naked to my car to get home.  But here I
was by myself, my normal side telling me your f'n crazy, my crazy side
telling me, go for it.

   I took my shears out of my purse and looked at my little ball of
clothing and flops.  I could cut this up right now and leave myself totally
naked, I'd have to run quick out of the mall.  I never scouted the actual
path though.  But I wanted this so bad.  I started playing with myself
bringing myself to the point of climax, because this is when I make those
super daring decisions.  I couldn't do it though, not here.  It was too
much of a risk, especially with all of the people and especially the
families. 

   Since I had the scissors, I did cut my dress up the back a bit as a
penalty for indecision.  The dress hung loosely over me, so it shouldn't be
a big deal unless the wind blows or I turn quickly.

   Now, I still needed the naked rush, but where????  I'd been in this
stall for 15 minutes naked fantasizing on where to go.

   Mall Streak 3 Tue Mar 10, 2009 22:19 67.83.159.224

   Sorry for the chopped up stories, I don't want to exceed the max, and I
get distracted in between

   So I left my clothes in the bathroom stall, with my purse and shears.  I
slowly unlocked the door and peered out.  No-one had been in here for 2 or
3 minutes, so I guessed it was momentarily safe.  I walked out of my stall
stark naked.  The mirror over the sinks in front of me proved my nakedness.
I could even see details in my bare crotch due to the fluorescent lighting.
I quickly jumped into the stall next to me and locked the door.  I have no
idea why, but the tiny separation from my clothes was awesome.

   Suddenly, the main door squeaked open.  Fearing the discovery of my
clothes in the empty stall, I reached under and grabbed my dress, flops,
and purse.  I quickly dressed and headed out of the bathroom, head still
dizzy from my impending fantasy fulfillment.

   I continued down the second floor of the main hall slowly, enjoying the
walk.

   I made it the Nordstroms at the end of the hall.  I rode the internal
escalator down to the first floor.  I walked around the first floor,
finding the men's section to the left of the front door and the women's
section to the right.  The women's section was about 10 racks of clothes
deep and against the side wall was a changing room.  The side wall then
extended about 75 feet to the front of the store into a corner about 50
feet from the front door.  Being 10 racks deep, one could conceivably walk
naked from the changing room to the front door and not be noticed until the
main tiled walkway about 10 feet from the front door 

   I sauntered thru the dresses section and picked out 3 possibilities.  I
then walked into the dressing room.

   I picked the dresses for show.  I actually hung them on the return rack
as I walked behind my curtain of my dressing room.  I didn't want any
possible coverup.

   Inside the dressing room I pulled out my shears.  I pulled my dress over
my head and kicked off my flops.  I was now totally naked.  I could see
myself in the mirror.  Wow, no clothes, in public, about to be stranded
naked again.

   First, I cut my flops.  I cut the bands that went between my toes,
making them useless.  As I did so, I noticed my toes, how sexy, I have a
personal foot fetich and keep my toes perfectly manicured whether in the
summer or winter when waring open toes shoes with hose, I don;t care, I
love it!!!  I had on a cherry red polish today and it stood out perfectly.

   Now comes the moment of truth, I looked out the curtain for a moment,
looked at myself naked, and thought of the running back to my car.  I was
so turned on I couldn't stop myself.  So I began cutting my dress, my only
clothing. 

   I cut it into little squares, unrecognizable.  I pooled the squares
together with my shredded flops.  I peered out the curtain, and dumped them
into the trash can, it had one of those heavy flip lids that everything was
basically gone once it was inside.  I dropped my shears and purse into the
can, but kept my keys.  Then I slunk back into my dressing cube naked.

   Mall Streak 4 Tue Mar 10, 2009 22:34 67.83.159.224

   Oh man, now I'm totally naked in a mall, I have no money, access to
clothes, no shoes, no ID.  I'm looking at myself totally naked in the
dressing room mirror.  God I feel hot.  I start caressing my breats, my
nipples are fully extended, my private area is on fire, I start touching
myself...oh, have to stop.  I'll never make it out alive if I climax, I
need the sexual rush to get out quickly and be daring enough to escape.

   I look out of the curtain, move two cubes to the left to leave the
dressing room.  I'm good, there;s a women in the cube at the end cursing
about her post pregnancy weight, she'll be there for a while. 

   I look out of the dressing room and notive no-one nearby the room, but 3
coupes spread out 6-7 racks away.  I duck and start sneaking out to the
right.

   I make it all the way to the front wall, just 50 feet of strafing the
front wall to go then a right at the main doors.  I see no security, just
those large oval security device detectors.

   I'm able to pause, holy shit, I'm totally naked in petites, squatting on
the industrial carpet tile, hiding behind racks of undersized dresses. 
Again I look up and notice I have a window.  I sprint naked the 50 feet to
the front door, breasts in hand.

   I hear a man shouting as I round the corner.  I didn't know if it was
security, a manager, or a typical man enamored with my ass, so I kept
going, through the double doors towards the outside.  I just sprint across
the main road right outside into the parking lot area, I run 2 rows back
into a mass of cars.  Finally, behind a cadillac escalade gas guzzler, I
stopped.  Holy smokes

   Now I'm totally naked in a mall 30 miles from my house.  I think I've
been seen, and oh, by the way, where the hell is my car.  I look up and
somehow I screwed up, I'm in M lot.  Thats several lots form D lot.

   I looked out from behind the gas guzzler, no-one is following
me......good.

   Looking at the mall from the outside, I realized I had to run to where I
entered, about 500 yards away, to get to my car.  In my aroused state, I
forgot about how far I walked away from the food court in the mall to
Nordstroms. 

   This was tough to do.  Being naked in a public parking lot is extremely
difficult during usable hours.  I hid between cars, twice I jumped under a
car because I couldn't tell which car the people were going to.

   I finally made it to my car and drive home.  This time, I had a spare
dress, I wasn't ready to drive home naked 30 minutes.

   More to come, including forced streaks from my then boyfriend now
husband once he found out about my hobby