The Unraveling (New 1/20)

Stories about girls getting pantsed, stripped and humiliated by anyone or anything.
Post Reply
Somebody
Posts: 23
Joined: Fri Oct 11, 2024 10:18 pm
Has thanked: 14 times
Been thanked: 13 times
Contact:

Re: The Unraveling (New 1/14)

Post by Somebody »

So glad you are back. There is one idea but it might ruin the rest of the ideas. Could make her tell her parents that she's become a nudist
Bucket
Posts: 180
Joined: Sat Aug 03, 2024 6:35 pm
Has thanked: 137 times
Been thanked: 82 times
Contact:

Re: The Unraveling (New 1/14)

Post by Bucket »

Just read chapter 47 and as always, what a stellar chapter it was!

A bit short, but it was still amazing nevertheless. At first I was a bit baffled by Lily's betrayal, but very quickly figured it was a dream. A nice start btw to sort of throw us off like that. Riley begging for that much needed orgasm displaying just how very desperate she was very fun to read. Very much anticipating the next chapter!
Emily
Posts: 115
Joined: Sat May 11, 2024 6:33 am
Has thanked: 65 times
Been thanked: 445 times
Contact:

Post by Emily »

Chapter 48

The next few days passed in a blur of unfulfilled desire. Riley found it difficult to concentrate, her mind wandering to the dark, erotic corners of her imagination every time she had a moment to herself. In class, she'd sit with her legs crossed, squeezing them together tightly to keep from giving in to the throbbing ache between her thighs. Her body seemed to have a mind of its own, betraying her with every little twitch and pulse that she couldn't suppress. She was a live wire, coiled and ready to snap at any moment.

Ellie and Aria didn't give her any more tasks, which only served to make Riley more nervous about what was to come. They watched her with knowing smiles, their eyes following her every move as if they could see the desperation written on her face. The anticipation was unbearable, like a storm cloud hanging over her head, ready to burst at any moment. Riley couldn't help but feel like she was being primed for something, something she wasn't quite ready for.

The weekend approached with agonizing slowness. Each day dragged on like a never-ending lecture, each night brought no relief. The frustration of being denied release was a constant throb in the background of her mind, a constant reminder of the power they held over her. She tried to focus on her studies, to lose herself in the pages of her books, but her thoughts kept drifting back to the dream, to James and Lily. The images of their passionate embrace played on a loop in her head, driving her mad with need.

Finally, it was Friday evening, and Riley found herself standing outside the dorm, her heart racing as she waited for Lily. When she arrived, she looked as nervous as Riley felt, her eyes darting around like a trapped animal's. "Hi," Lily said, her voice small and uncertain.

"Hi," Riley replied with a forced smile, trying to put her at ease. "You ready for this?"

Lily nodded, her eyes wide with a mix of excitement and apprehension. "As ready as I'll ever be," she murmured. Riley couldn't blame her—the thought of what lay ahead was enough to make anyone's knees wobble.

They made their way to Riley's car, a small, reliable hatchback that had seen her through high school and was now her ticket to freedom—or so she hoped. The cool evening air was a welcome relief against their flushed cheeks. The car's engine hummed to life, and they set off, the headlights cutting through the darkness of the campus.

Riley's phone buzzed, interrupting the tense silence that had settled in the car. She glanced at it, her stomach dropping as she read the message from Ellie. "Your first task for the weekend begins now. Both of you must remain bottomless for the entire car ride. Good luck." Her cheeks burned as she relayed the message to Lily, who stared at her in shock.

"Remember," Riley said, her voice shaking slightly, "it's all optional. We don't have to do any of this if you don't want to."

Lily took a deep breath, her eyes meeting Riley's in the dim light of the car. "I know," she said, her voice just as shaky. "But... I want to. I want to earn an orgasm too, and I want some of my freedom back."

With trembling hands, they both reached down to their waistbands, the sound of fabric sliding over skin filling the car. Riley pulled her leggings and panties down to her ankles, feeling the cold air hit her bare skin. Lily followed suit, her cheeks flaming red as she pushed her own pants down. They stepped out of their garments, leaving them in a pile on the floorboards.

Riley couldn't help but sneak a glance at Lily's pussy as she settled back into her seat, admiring the soft, delicate folds. It was a moment of raw intimacy between them, one that she never would have imagined sharing under different circumstances. The light from the dashboard cast a gentle glow over Lily's exposed skin, highlighting the tender pink flesh that was now open and vulnerable.

They drove for what felt like hours, their nakedness a silent third presence in the car. The anticipation was thick, a palpable force that made the air in the car feel charged with electricity. Riley's thoughts swirled like a tornado, a mix of excitement and fear for what the weekend had in store. She focused on the road, her eyes flickering to the GPS every so often to make sure they were on the right track.

Their conversation flowed easily, a strange juxtaposition to their current state of undress. They talked about their childhoods, their families, their hopes and fears for the future. It was as if the lack of clothing had stripped away any pretense, leaving them bare not just physically but emotionally as well. They talked like old friends, sharing secrets and laughs as the miles ticked by. But despite the ease of their banter, the awkwardness of their situation was never far from their minds.

About halfway through the drive, Lily shifted uncomfortably in her seat. "I... I have to pee," she admitted, her cheeks flaming even brighter than before.

Riley's own bladder echoed the sentiment. "Me too," she whispered, her face flushing with embarrassment. She hadn't considered the practicalities of their situation when Ellie had given them the task. “We can't just pull over at a rest stop like this," she said, trying to keep the panic out of her voice. "We're not allowed to get dressed."

Lily bit her lip, her eyes darting to the road ahead. "What if we just don't tell them?" she suggested tentatively. "How would they even know?"

Riley's grip tightened on the steering wheel. She didn't dare to look over, her eyes focused on the taillights of the car in front of them. "We can't risk it," she said, her voice tight. "You saw what they're capable of. We have to play by their rules if we want to get through this."

Lily nodded, her expression resigned. "You're right," she murmured. "But... I can't hold it much longer."

Riley glanced at her in the rearview mirror, her eyes filled with understanding. "We'll find somewhere," she said, her voice firm. "Somewhere private."

They drove in silence for a few more minutes before Riley spotted a deserted turnoff, the road lined with tall, dense trees that offered a semblance of privacy. She pulled over, her heart racing. The quiet of the night was broken only by the distant sound of crickets and the occasional rustle of leaves. The streetlights cast an eerie glow across the area, throwing long shadows that danced across the pavement.

Both girls looked at each other, the tension in the car almost tangible. Riley took a deep breath. "We have to be quick," she whispered, her eyes searching the surrounding darkness for any signs of life.

They stepped out of the car, the cool evening air kissing their bare skin as they hurried to the back of the vehicle. The quiet was broken only by the distant hum of passing cars on the highway. Riley felt exposed and vulnerable, her heart hammering in her chest. The streetlights cast an eerie glow, painting everything in a shadowy light that made her skin look almost blue.

Lily led the way, her nakedness moving with a surprising grace. Riley couldn't help but admire the way her ass swayed with each step, the soft curves of her buttocks bobbing gently as she moved. The sight of Lily’s bare skin in the moonlight was mesmerizing, and Riley felt a stirring of desire mingled with her anxiety.

They found a relatively secluded spot behind a large bush, far enough from the road that they felt safe from any prying eyes. Lily took the lead, her legs trembling slightly as she squatted down. Riley hovered nearby, her own need to relieve herself becoming more urgent by the second.

As Lily began to pee, the sound of her stream hitting the ground was surprisingly loud in the quiet night. The warmth of her urine spattered against the leaves, the scent faintly pungent in the cool evening air. Riley couldn’t help but watch, her eyes drawn to the way the moonlight reflected off the golden arc, painting it with an almost ethereal glow.

Lily’s face was a mask of relief, the tension in her body visibly easing as she emptied her bladder. Her pussy looked so delicate and exposed in the harsh light, the plumpness of her lips standing out against the stark whiteness of the surrounding skin. Riley felt her own need growing stronger, her bladder protesting against the constraints of her body.

As Lily finished, she stood up with a sigh, shivering slightly from the cold. She looked around, her eyes scanning the area for something to clean herself with. "I-I don't have any toilet paper," she whispered, her voice filled with embarrassment.

Riley nodded, understanding. She reached into the car, her hand searching for something that might help. The first thing she found was her own discarded panties, crumpled on the floor from when she'd pulled them down earlier. She picked them up, feeling the warmth of the car's heater on the fabric.

With a small smile, she handed them to Lily. "Here," she whispered, "use these."

Lily took the offered panties with a look of gratitude, her cheeks still flushed from the embarrassment of their situation. She crouched down again, using the soft fabric to gently dab at her pussy. The sensation of the material against her sensitive skin sent a jolt of pleasure through her, making her gasp. She quickly composed herself, not wanting to draw any more attention to the fact that she was getting aroused.

It was Riley's turn now. She took a deep breath, steeling herself against the cold and the fear of being caught. She squatted down, feeling the coolness of the earth against the backs of her thighs. The leaves beneath her were damp and crunchy, a stark reminder of how out of place she felt in this natural setting. Her own need to urinate was pressing, and she tried to focus on the task at hand rather than the fact that she was completely exposed.

As she began to pee, the sensation was almost overwhelming. Her urine sprayed out in an uncontrollable arc, the force surprising even her. She had to spread her legs wider to stop the flow from spraying everywhere, a move that left her feeling even more vulnerable. The sound of it hitting the ground was a strange symphony in the quiet night, a reminder of the humiliation she was enduring.

When she was done, Lily handed the panties back to her, the warmth of her urine still clinging to the fabric. Riley took them tentatively, her nose wrinkling at the faintly acidic scent that filled the air. It was a strange intimacy, one she hadn’t anticipated sharing with her new friend. The material felt wet and warm in her hand, a stark contrast to the cool night air that had sent goosebumps racing over her bare skin. She knew she had to use them too, and the thought of wiping herself with something so personal, something so intimately connected to Lily, filled her with a mix of revulsion and curiosity.

With trembling fingers, Riley brought the panties to her own dripping pussy. The warmth of the fabric was surprisingly soothing against her sensitive skin, the softness a stark contrast to the roughness of the leaves and the coldness of the air. She could feel the wetness of Lily's urine mingling with her own, creating a slippery mess that she had to carefully clean away. The sensation was oddly intimate, and she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of arousal as she thought about the shared experience they had just had.

But there was no time to dwell on it. With a quick glance around to ensure they were still alone, Riley decided to leave the panties there, discarded like a dirty secret in the underbrush. They were soaked beyond use, and she didn’t want to carry around a soggy reminder of their predicament. She wiped herself as best she could, the leaves crunching beneath her as she moved.

Just as she was about to stand, a set of headlights pierced the darkness. A car was approaching from the direction they had come. Riley's heart stopped, her eyes wide with panic. She froze, willing the car to pass them by, to not see them in their vulnerable state. But fate had other plans. The car slowed, and as it rolled past, the driver honked the horn, a lecherous shout echoing through the night. Riley's stomach churned with fear and embarrassment as she realized they had been seen. The car's occupants had gotten a full view of her bare pussy, on display for their perverse entertainment. She scrambled to pull herself back into the car, her legs trembling with the effort.

Lily was already inside, her face pale. "We have to go," she said urgently, her voice shaking. "We can't stay here."

Riley nodded, her heart racing. She climbed into the driver's seat, her bare skin sticking to the leather. She turned the key in the ignition, the engine roaring to life with a comforting rumble. As they pulled out onto the road, she could feel the eyes of the car's passengers on her, boring into her back. The humiliation was complete.

"I-I can't believe they saw us," Lily whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the tires on the pavement.

Riley nodded, her knuckles white on the steering wheel. "I know," she said, her voice tight with tension. "But it's not just them. So many people have seen me like this now. It doesn't get easier. I remember when my private parts were... well, private," she whispered, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.

The car sped down the highway, the wind whipping through the cabin. Despite the chill, Riley felt a strange warmth spreading through her body. The danger of being caught had heightened her arousal, and she couldn't ignore the slickness between her legs. She took a deep breath, trying to focus on the road ahead.

Lily sat in the passenger seat, her knees drawn up to her chest, hugging herself tightly. Riley reached over and placed a comforting hand on her thigh, feeling the smoothness of her skin. "We're in this together," she murmured, hoping to offer some reassurance. Lily looked over, her eyes shiny with unshed tears, but she managed a small nod.

They continued their journey in silence, the only sound the hum of the car's engine and the occasional swish of a passing vehicle on the otherwise deserted road. The rest of the car ride was indeed uneventful, but the tension remained thick, a constant reminder of their vulnerability. The occasional streetlights cast flickering shadows across their naked lower halves, serving as a stark reminder of the reality of their situation.

As they approached their destination, the city lights grew more prominent, piercing the night sky like a sea of stars. Riley's anxiety mounted as she navigated through the familiar streets, her eyes darting between the GPS and the road. The quiet between them was heavy with anticipation and a shared sense of dread.

Finally, they pulled up to the curb in front of Riley's childhood home, the quaint, two-story building that had once been a bastion of comfort and safety now felt like a stage for the ultimate humiliation. Lily, visibly relieved to be closer to the end of their ordeal, quickly pulled on her panties and pants, hiding her nakedness once more. Riley, on the other hand, had nothing but her leggings to offer herself. The absence of her own panties was a stark reminder of their earlier encounter, a constant throb of embarrassment that she couldn't shake off.

With a deep, bracing breath, Riley led Lily up the cobblestone walkway to the front door. She could feel the eyes of the neighborhood on her, though she knew it was just paranoia. The porch light was on, a warm, welcoming beacon in the darkness. She reached out and rang the bell, her heart hammering in her chest. The door swung open, revealing her mother's smiling face.

"Riley!" her mother exclaimed, her eyes lighting up. "You're here!"

Riley took a deep breath and stepped into the warm embrace, the comforting scent of her mother's perfume wrapping around her like a blanket. "Hi, Mom," she murmured into her shoulder, trying to ignore the wetness still clinging to her inner thighs. She stepped aside, her eyes darting to Lily, who was hovering awkwardly behind her.

"Mom, this is Lily," she introduced, her voice shaking slightly. "Lily, this is my mom, Janet."

Janet's eyes widened with warmth as she looked at Lily. "Welcome, sweetheart. We've been praying for Riley to find good friends at college," she said, her voice filled with genuine kindness. "You're just what she needs."

Lily's cheeks flushed, and she offered a shy smile. "Thank you," she murmured, her eyes darting down to the floor.

Riley took a deep breath, trying to ignore the stickiness between her legs as she led Lily through the house. She gave a quick tour, pointing out the living room with its comfortable couches and the kitchen that smelled faintly of the apple pie her mother had baked earlier. They passed the family photos that lined the walls, each one a snapshot of a happier time before the humiliation had begun.

Finally, they arrived at the door to her brother Jake's room. She took a moment to compose herself, then knocked gently. "Jake, can I come in?"

Her brother's voice called out, muffled by the thick wood. "Sure, come on in."

Riley's heart hammered in her chest as she opened the door to Jake's room. She stepped inside, the warmth of the room enveloping her. Jake looked up from his computer, his eyes widening when he saw Lily standing next to her. "Oh, hey," he said, his voice a bit too casual. "You brought a friend."

Lily offered a tentative smile, her cheeks still flushed from the events of the night. "Hi, I'm Lily."

“It is certainly a surprise to see you with a friend, Riley. Especially one as lovely as Lily,” Jake said, his gaze lingering a beat too long on Lily’s form. Riley felt a stab of annoyance at his blatant interest, but she pushed it aside.

Her eyes darted to her brother, and she noticed his gaze dropping to her crotch. She followed his line of sight and gasped in horror. The fabric of her leggings had stretched in a way that created an unmistakable cameltoe, the outline of her labia clearly visible. She clutched the hem of her shirt, trying to cover herself, but it was too late. Jake's eyes widened before he hastily averted his gaze, his cheeks reddening.

"We should probably go," Riley murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. She could feel the heat of her own blush spreading up her neck, the humiliation of the situation threatening to overwhelm her. She took a step back, pulling Lily with her.

Jake nodded, his eyes flicking back up to their faces, clearly trying to act as if he hadn't noticed. "Right, of course. I'll, uh, leave you guys to it." He stood up, his eyes lingering on Lily before he managed to tear them away. "Nice to meet you, Lily. Hope to see you around more."

They both nodded, and as they turned to leave, Riley could feel his eyes on their retreating forms. She quickened her pace, eager to get to her room and put the whole ordeal behind her. Once inside, she shut the door with a sigh of relief, leaning back against it with her eyes closed.

The relief, however, was short-lived. Her phone buzzed in her pocket, the sound jolting her out of her thoughts. She pulled it out, her heart sinking when she saw Ellie's name light up the screen. With trembling fingers, she opened the message.

“Your next task is to undress each other completely and sleep in the same bed," Ellie's message read. "No pajamas allowed. Make sure you're cozy and close." Riley's heart sank further, but she knew she had no choice but to comply. She looked at Lily, who was already reading the message over her shoulder, her eyes wide with a mix of shock and anxiety.

"I guess we should get started," Lily murmured, her voice barely audible. Riley nodded, swallowing the lump in her throat. She stepped closer to Lily, reaching for the button of her pants. Her hands were shaking, and she had to make a conscious effort to keep them steady as she slowly unbuttoned and unzipped them.

With trembling fingers, she slid the fabric down Lily's hips, revealing the soft, pale skin beneath. Lily's panties were a delicate shade of pink, the fabric damp from their earlier encounter. Riley's cheeks burned as she took in the sight, her eyes lingering for a moment before she realized she had to continue. She hooked her fingers into the waistband and pulled, the fabric gliding down Lily's thighs, revealing her nakedness to the cool air of the room.

Lily stepped out of the panties, her eyes never leaving Riley's face. The intimacy of the moment was palpable, the air thick with the scent of their shared arousal. Riley could feel the heat from Lily's bare skin, the warmth of her breath as she stood just inches away from her pussy. It was a strange sensation, one that made her feel both nervous and excited.

Standing up, Riley took a moment to compose herself. She reached for the hem of Lily's shirt, her eyes never leaving her friend's. Lily's gaze was filled with a mix of trust and anticipation. With a gentle tug, Riley lifted the shirt over Lily's head, revealing her white, plain bra that contrasted against her flushed skin.

Her eyes lingered on the simple yet elegant undergarment that cupped Lily's breasts. Riley could see the outline of her nipples, already hardened into peaks. She swallowed hard her as she reached behind Lily and unclasped the bra, letting it fall away from her body. Lily's breasts spilled out, the pink tips pointing towards Riley like an unspoken invitation.

The moment was charged with tension and desire, a heady mix of emotions that neither of them knew quite how to navigate. Lily's hands began to shake as she reached for Riley's shirt. Riley's eyes never left hers, watching as Lily's fingers trembled against the fabric. With a gentle touch, Lily pulled the shirt over Riley's head, exposing her own bra.

Without wasting a second, Lily reached behind Riley, her fumbling fingers finding the clasp of the bra. Riley held her breath as she felt the tension release and the cups fall away, her breasts bouncing gently as they were exposed to the coolness of the room. The sensation was oddly liberating, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through her veins.

Lily's gaze dropped to Riley's crotch, her eyes lingering on the cameltoe that had so clearly revealed her earlier. Riley felt a rush of embarrassment, her cheeks flushing a deep red. But instead of mocking her, Lily reached out, her touch surprisingly gentle as she traced the outline with her fingertips. "It's okay," she murmured, her voice soothing. "It's just us."

With a deep breath, Riley nodded, giving Lily the go-ahead. Lily hooked her thumbs into the waistband of Riley's leggings, tugging them down over her hips. The fabric was sticky with sweat and the remnants of her arousal, and it clung to her skin as it slid down her legs. Riley stepped out of them, the cold air in the room sending a shiver down her spine.

Now both of them were standing in the middle of her childhood bedroom, naked as the day they were born. It was a scene she never would have imagined, a moment so surreal it was like a fever dream. Yet here they were, their bodies exposed and vulnerable in the glow of the bedside lamp, the walls that had once been adorned with posters of boy bands now a silent witness to their shared humiliation and burgeoning attraction.

Riley took a step towards the twin-sized bed, her knees feeling weak. It was the same bed she had slept in since she was a little girl, the bed where she had discovered the mysterious pleasure of her own body. The bed that had cradled her through countless nights of teenage angst and stolen moments of passionate fantasy. Now, it was to be the stage for a reality far more intense than any of her imagination's creations.

Her legs trembled as she climbed onto the mattress, the springs protesting slightly under her weight. She slid into the cool sheets, the fabric brushing against her bare skin sending a shiver up her spine. The room was a testament to her younger days, with posters of boy bands plastered on the walls, a reminder of the innocence she had lost and the child she had been before her life had been turned upside down by Ellie and Aria's twisted games.

Lily followed her, the bed groaning slightly as she settled in beside her. The space between them was nonexistent, their bodies pressing against one another, skin to skin. It was a tight fit, their limbs entwined like ivy on a trellis, and Riley felt her heart race at the unfamiliar closeness. Despite the fear that had brought them to this moment, she couldn’t ignore the warmth that radiated from Lily’s body, the comfort she found in the other girl’s presence.

“Good night, Riley,” Lily murmured, her voice a soft whisper in the darkness.

“Good night, Lily,” Riley replied, her voice trembling slightly. She could feel the warmth of Lily's body behind her, the softness of her breasts pressing into her back, the firmness of her stomach against her own. But it was the sensation of Lily's wet pussy, slick and insistent, pressing against her butt crack that sent a jolt of arousal through her.

With a deep breath, she closed her eyes and willed her body to relax, trying to find some semblance of peace amidst the chaos of her thoughts. The scent of their combined arousal filled the air, a potent aphrodisiac that made it impossible to ignore the growing need between her legs. She could feel the wetness seeping into the sheets beneath her, a silent testament to their shared ordeal.

But as the minutes ticked by, the sound of Lily's gentle breathing and the steady rhythm of her heartbeat began to lull her into a state of near-slumber. Her thoughts grew fuzzy, and the tension in her muscles began to ease. The warmth of Lily's body against her own was strangely comforting, a stark contrast to the coldness of the room. Finally, with a sigh that was almost a whimper, Riley felt her eyes grow heavy, and she slipped into a fitful doze.
Bucket
Posts: 180
Joined: Sat Aug 03, 2024 6:35 pm
Has thanked: 137 times
Been thanked: 82 times
Contact:

Re: The Unraveling (New 1/20)

Post by Bucket »

Ok, loved the latest chapter for a multitude of reasons! Loving where this is headed, and I seriously get the impression this weekend is going to lead to some exceptionally kinky fun! Very much looking forward to more.
Post Reply

Who is online

Users browsing this forum: Ahrefs [Bot], reader_xyz, youlao and 14 guests