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Emma wrote: Revenge is best served cold by Emma

Revenge is a dish best served cold. Part One


I was naked and wet in the car park, humiliated and aroused, fighting back the tears as the minibus carrying the Orient supporters pulled up alongside me. Welcoming hands helped me on board, stray fingers rubbing my sex, tweaking my nipples as I passed down the bus, a cacophony of voices, lewd comments greeted me. It was going to be a long ride home…. OMG Kaz was going to pay for leaving me like this, Hell she HAD to pay….


Three months later.

I’d worked hard over the previous months to convince Kaz I’d forgiven her for her little ‘prank’, and concentrated on building up her trust again. At first she’d been extremely nervous around me, convinced I’d want payback for being abandoned naked miles from home with just a bunch of rival football fans for company. Over time I’d won back her trust, persuaded her that I valued her friendship too much to throw it away over a misjudgement on her part. She’d come to accept that I wasn’t looking for revenge. Boy, was she wrong.

Kaz is far more reserved than me. While she enjoys the fantasy of being naked outdoors and having sex in the open air she’s reluctant to turn her fantasies into reality. She’s far happier watching me getting naked and running the risk of exposure and humiliation than putting herself in that position. I, on the other hand, thought maybe it was time to give her a little taste of what she‘d been missing.

We‘re going on holiday to Spain in a few weeks and I‘d succeeded in persuading Kaz that she really needed a few new bikinis to wear over there, which is why we were in this particularly huge Walmart store in Bristol. Unbeknown to Kaz it wasn’t my first visit to this specific store and it was no accident that we‘d ended up here today. Over the last few weeks I’d been there a couple of times to check out it’s suitability for what I had in mind.

She’d already tried on a few bikinis that looked great on her curvy body, but I was trying to get her to go for something a little more daring, a little more adventurous than the ones she normally wore. Rather than her keep dressing and undressing I started fetching and carrying different ones for her to try on and also returning them back to the racks afterwards. I’d also made a mental note of where Kaz had put her clothes in the changing cubicle and had taken the opportunity during my frequent visits to gently nudge them further away from her. Feeling confident I’d moved them far enough, the next bikini I brought for Kaz to try on was very brief…. and two sizes too small!

Kaz struggled into the bikini before realising it was way too small for her. I made a big show of going into the cubicle and apologising profusely for bringing the wrong size, distracting her while surreptitiously scooping up all her clothes with one hand while accepting the bikini with the other. I quickly slipped out of the cubicle, fully expecting Kaz to notice her clothes were missing and call after me, but to my delight I managed to replace the bikini on the rack and leave the shop before she noticed anything was amiss. After locking her clothes in my car I moved it to the very back of the car park, well away from the door. then sneaked back inside to see how she was coping with her loss!

I didn’t have long to wait! From my hidden vantage point I saw the cubicle door open slightly and a familiar bob of short blonde hair pop out, together with a rather bare looking shoulder. I watched her head swivel left and right, eyes darting from side, checking as best she could to see that the coast was clear. I’m not really sure how I’d expected Kaz to deal with the sudden loss of all her clothing, I suppose I thought maybe she’d ‘borrow’ something off one of the many clothes rails in the shop, but given her deep seated respect for authority that always seemed unlikely. More likely, at least in my eyes, she’d try and call an assistant over and beg them to lend her something to wear. I was wrong!

Emma wrote: Part 2 by Emma

Slowly Kaz edged out of the cubicle, head and shoulders followed by her bare left breast.. only partially covered by a carefully positioned arm. Even from where I was standing I could see outline of her nipple. She edged further forward, clearly nervous about being seen. Her fully naked body emerged from the cubicle, her long shapely legs, washboard tummy, the attractive curve of her ass cheeks now on display to a large number of unsuspecting shoppers. Only her boobs and pussy were hidden, covered by her bare arms clamped tight to her body. I watched as she moved slowly from rack to rack, hiding behind the clothes for sale. I actually thought for a moment that she had a slight chance of at least making it to the door without being seen, but her hopes were dashed when she virtually bumped into a store assistant. The young shop assistant looked stunned, staring open mouthed at the very naked Kaz. Without waiting to see what she said, Kaz abandoned her idea of sneaking out of the shop and started running, dodging startled shoppers and racing for the door, all thoughts of keeping herself covered gone as she put all her efforts into escaping the store. Her bare breasts were now fully on display, bobbing up and down, swinging side to side as she ran, the darkness of her rigid nipples all the more obvious on her pale skin. She nearly collided head on with a young mum and her daughter, and swerving to avoid them cost her precious seconds, as I saw, out of the corner of my eye, a couple of security guards approaching at a gentle jog. Maybe they’d thought it was a false alarm initially, or someone having a laugh at their expense, I don’t really know, chances are they thought their eyes were deceiving them and that the girl they could see in the distance wasn‘t really naked. All I can say for certain is that as soon as they realised Kaz was actually naked their whole demeanour changed, and instead of jogging they started sprinting towards Kaz.

Luckily for Kaz she had a head start on them, and I saw her bare ass disappear out of the shop and into the car park well ahead of her pursuers.. Having made her escape from the shop, and with a good lead over the security guys, she must have thought she was home and dry. All she had to do was jump into my car, slam the door and she was safe. She’d sprinted barefoot across to where she knew I’d parked, disregarding all the laughter and comments from people arriving at the store only to discover my car was GONE! I saw her slow to a jog, her head darting back and forth searching, just in case she had made a slight miscalculation about where I’d parked. Even from where I was standing I could see the look of shock and terror etched across her face.

She’d made no mistake, she’d ran to exactly the right place, but I’d moved the car, leaving her confused and disorientated, and the realisation slowly dawned on her that I’d abandoned her naked in a busy car park. I saw her shoulders slump forward as some of the fight seemed to leave her. I’d left the store and joined a growing crowd of people who were watching the unfolding drama, enjoying the spectacle of the petite nude blonde running across the car park. Suddenly aware that she was being watched, Kaz clamped one arm across her boobs, though one nipple was still peeping out, and her other hand between her legs, shielding her sex from prying eyes, though to her obvious discomfort that still left her ass bare to the world. Too late she saw the approaching security guys… she went to run but only managed a few steps before they finally caught her.

They grabbed Kaz by the arms, pulling them behind her back and holding them tightly together, much to the delight of the raucous watching crowd. Now Kaz had no protection, nothing to hide behind, no arms or hands to try to preserve what was left of her modesty. She was naked outside, her pert boobs on display, her nipples dark, hard and pointed… was she cold…. Or maybe just a little aroused? Her pink slit was clearly visible between the swollen lips of her pussy, and as she struggled with the security guards she was pulled backwards, pushing her hips out, thrusting her now wide open pussy in the direction of the spectators. An open invitation to be touched…..

The guards ‘escorted’ a highly embarrassed Kaz back into the store, hands behind her back, bare to the world. She could only cringe as person after person produced a mobile phone and recorded her predicament for posterity. There was absolutely nothing she could do to stop them as they snapped picture after picture of her naked walk back to the store. She begged the guards to at least let her cover herself, but they looked like they were enjoying the view just as much as everyone else! My last view of Kaz that day was of her naked bum as she was frogmarched into the store.

Kaz spent two hours buck naked in the store security office until the Police arrived. No one believed her story, not a single person, especially when they checked her cubicle and found her clothes there, still in a neat pile. Kaz claimed someone must have put them back, but who on earth would pull a stunt like that????????

Revenge is indeed best served cold.

Jbonn wrote: Really good by Jbonn

I really enjoyed your story, thanks for posting. however now i really want to know what happened before. where you got stuck nude. could you write out that story too?