Heather Goes to a Rave

This is Heather's third adventure, following her nude adventure through a crowded farmers market. All parties included in this story are 18 years of age or over.

It had been a while since Heather's last adventure. Since her escapades had begun, Heather had become somewhat of a local legend. Between her day at school and adventure at the downtown farmer's market, there were few people who hadn't seen or heard of her around her town. She reveled in this newfound notoriety.

She was still fairly new to this fantasy world of hers, but already felt pride in her accomplishments as an exhibitionist. She loved it when she saw pictures of herself surface on social media. Even though it wasn't nearly as exciting as getting to see people's reactions in person, she still got off on the idea of more people seeing her nude body. One video someone took of her at the farmers market was even up to a million views. Heather felt butterflies in her stomach as she watched that number continuing to grow. Any time she was walking around in town and noticed someone double take when they saw her, she blushed. She knew they knew who she was, and hoped they were imagining her naked.

It was now the last couple of weeks of summer break. Heather and her friends had just graduated this last spring, and were all planning on beginning college right off the bat this following fall.

They were all at their friend Nichole's apartment's pool, drinking in the last drops of sun they could for the year, hoping some boys might come by to see them in their bikinis.

The three friends were laying out on pool chairs, drying off from swimming. The scent of tanning oil and mild chlorine filled the air. The sun and warm summer breeze danced across their bodies as they relaxed and chatted.

The girls were talking about what they could do to make sure they enjoyed their last couple of weeks they had left of summer. Nichole mentioned that there was a music festival she saw a flyer for on campus while she was walking around.

"What, like a rave?" Heather popped up, clearly interested.

Heather's friends laughed and teased her for the swiftness of her reaction.

"Oh wow, big surprise Heather wants to run around in pasties," Nichole laughed. "But yes, it does look like it's a rave."

Heather smiled, laying back into her pool chair. Her friends might tease her today, but she knew she'd get the last laugh when they saw how many heads she knew she was about to turn.

"Ok, let's do it! Are you guys down?" Heather asked her friends.

Everyone agreed.

Giddy with excitement the group started to hash out the details. They agreed that they'd meet back at Nichole's apartment around four, and all get ready together.

They started to debate what to wear. They all had bits and pieces of outfits, but all wanted to be on similar levels.

"Well I know what Heather's going to wear.. Or rather not wear," Heather's friend Jenny teased. Lowering her sunglasses.

Heather sat up, lowering her sunglasses to meet her friend's gaze. Droplets of water streamed downward between her breasts from her wet hair, sparkling in the sun as they made their way down her body.

"You'd like that wouldn't you Jenny," Heather responded, smiling.

Jenny blushed and smiled back. Jenny knew she'd been enjoying this new side of her friend, and liked watching her more than she cared to admit.

Heather laid back down, putting her sunglassing back into place. She looked down at her glistening body. She couldn't deny it. Being nude at a rave did sound exciting. She pictured the feelings of exposure and vulnerability as a crowd danced around her.

She shifted her weight, squirming slightly as she felt herself becoming aroused. Heather cleared her throat, trying to think of something else.

As the sun dipped behind the tall apartment building walls that surrounded them, the girls decided it was time to dry off and head home to prepare for tomorrow's festivities.

Heather hugged her friends goodbye and began walking back to her car. Heather made a point to walk with her towel held at her side to enjoy showing off her tiny bikini for a little longer.

She loved feeling her breasts and butt jiggling so freely in the loose fabric on such a warm day. Heather glanced up at the surrounding buildings. There were so many windows. She wondered if anyone was perving on her from behind them. She smiled at the thought.

Heather hopped in her car and returned home. Her parents were away on a trip, so she still had a few more days to enjoy a big empty house to herself.

Heather scampered up the walkway to her front door, her wet bare feet leaving outlines in the cement as she walked. She felt giddy with excitement with the day she had planned tomorrow.

She opened the door, tossed her keys onto the counter and wasted no time pulling the strings of her bikini, tossing them aside, and leaving them in a wet pile on the floor along with her towel.

Heather twirled around, running her hands through her wet hair. It felt great being back in her preferred state. She returned to her door, clicking the metal lock closed.

She ran up the stairs to her room, holding her breasts in her hands as she moved.

Looking through her wardrobe, she began pondering what her choices were for tomorrow. She was certainly craving some attention, but knew she had to play it at least cool enough to get through security.

Flipping through her closet, she made her choice. Heather laid out a pair of short jean shorts and a small bikini top on her bed.

"Perfect!" She whispered to herself. It seemed like an ideal balance of modesty and still getting to show off some skin. She would fit right in.

With that figured out, Heather sat down at her desk, turning on her laptop. She swiftly navigated to a porn site she had bookmarked. The site loaded, displaying a video someone took of her from the farmers market. In the pixilated cellphone video, Heather watched herself walking nude through the crowd, blushing and aroused, eventually allowing a man to feel her body as onlookers gawked.

Heather's chest flushed a rosy hue, as she pinched her nipple with her free hand. She felt herself getting wet. She could still feel the excitement she felt walking nude in such a public place. She imagined the warm cement under her bare feet and the eyes of the crowd caressing every inch of her exposed body.

Her hand traveled down her body and began to rub the warmth between her thighs. Heather let out a quiet moan as she watched the man continue to feel her up in front of the crowd. She looked so small and powerless in his strong hands.

She wondered if anyone else masturbated to videos of themselves.

Heather forced herself to stop. She wanted to save herself, letting this energy continue building for tomorrow. Licking the moisture from her fingers, Heather glanced down at the information block of the video. The real reason why she had this clip bookmarked.

In the time that she'd been hanging out with her friends, she noticed that the view count on the video had increased from one million to almost one and a half million. Half a million more people had now seen her naked.

She blushed as she nervously began to bite her fingernail. Heather got a sense of perverse excitement watching this number grow. She wished there was a way for the entire world to see her naked.

Heather spent the rest of the evening getting her affairs in order. She knew it was going to be hard to sleep that night.

The next day, Heather found herself practically skipping to her car. She was wearing a thin blue summer dress, holding her festival outfit in her hands. It took all the will power she had to not speed on the way back to Nichole's place.

Heather was the last to arrive. Once there, the four friends giggled and hugged each other. The promise of loud music and dancing was on the horizon.

"Ok, what is everyone wearing?" Heather asked.

They held their outfits up. They ranged from bikinis to fishnets and leather straps. Heather was speechless. They were definitely going to turn some heads today.

The group played some music as they danced and poured some drinks to pregame.

After a while, Heather looked up, and noticed that it was just past six. The rave was going to kick off soon.

"Oh, it's almost time!" Heather squealed. "Let's get ready!"

Without saying another word, Heather rushed over to her outfit she'd left near the front door. In one fell swoop she grabbed the hem of her thin sundress, pulling it up over her head, and throwing it onto a nearby chair.

Heather's friends stopped dead in their tracks and watched Heather with wide eyed surprise. They didn't expect their friend to so quickly strip in front of all of them.

Heather smiled as she grabbed her tiny jean shorts, stepping into them and pulling them up her legs. The tight shorts met the resistance of her butt. She giggled and jumped up and down as she slowly pulled them up into place. Her small, perky breasts jiggled delightfully as she pulled on the shorts.

Her friends kept watching as Heather changed into her outfit, Heather smiled and blushed when she noticed her audience. Everyone was grinning ear to ear. Heather couldn't help but notice Jenny looking at her differently than the others. She was smiling like everyone else, but her gaze lingered a bit longer at her nude body. Perhaps involuntarily, Jenny bit her thumb nail as she watched her nude friend.

Heather winked at Jenny as she reached for her bikini top. Turning around, Heather stood topless in Nichole's front window, staring out at the busy street in front of them. She admired her reflection in the window as she flipped the strings of her bikini over her shoulders, and tied them behind her back.

Already revealing in the attention she just received from her friends, Heather felt the familiar buzz of arousal adding to the already present excitement for today's festivities.

She turned around to face her friends.

"Come on nerds! Let's get ready and head out!" Heather exclaimed.

The rest of her friends went to get changed, taking turns in Nichole's bathroom and bedroom. They weren't nearly as bold as Heather.

Heather walked over and admired herself in the mirror. Although she wasn't nude, her outfit left very little to the imagination. She turned around to check out the little peek of her butt cheeks poking out of the bottom of her shorts.

Heather saw Jenny come out of the bathroom in her outfit. Heather's eyes widened at the sight of her friend.

Jenny had dawned a tight pair of leather shorts, a fishnet top with leather straps, and pasties over her nipples.

"Oh my god! You look so hot Jenny!" Heather said, beaming.

Heather grabbed her by one of her leather straps, pulling her next to her in the mirror. The two looked at each other's outfits in the mirror.

"Damn, we look sexy..." Heather teased. Her hands roamed playfully over Jenny's fish nets. Jenny blushed, watching her hands travel up her body.

Finally Nichole also emerged, scantily clad and ready to dance.

They hurriedly rushed out the door, and piled into Heather's car. They took off towards the festival. It was a warm night and they drove with the windows down, playing music and waving to people who noticed them.

Before too long they arrived at the rave. Parking in a large grass field, the group got out of their car, and started walking towards the entrance.

Heather was practically skipping as they made their way towards the festivities. The sound of deep, muffled bass and smell of warm grass filled the air.

The closer they got, the more festival goers started to surround them. They fit right in with all the colorful, skimpy outfits. The group was already beginning to turn some heads. The girls were bubbling with excitement from the attention.

Finally, they reached the queue for the entrance. Hundreds of other young, excited people stood in line. Listening to the music in the distance, all checking each other out, wondering who is going to get to dance with who.

They reached the head of the line. Security checking each group, person by person. Looking in bags and pockets. When it was Heather's turn, the young security guard shyly looked Heather up and down. He cleared his throat, regaining his composure.

"Do you have drugs or weapons on you?" He asked in the most professional tone he could muster.

"Hmmm, no not that I can think of!" Heather responded playfully.

She jokingly padded her back pockets, turning her short's pockets inside out. She looked up at the security guard and smiled. She reached up, grabbing her bikini top, and pulling it away from her breasts just far enough that the security guard got a full view without flashing everyone.

"Nope, nothing here either!" Heather giggled. Her nipples hardened from her little exposure.

The security guard smiled and blushed.

"Ok, you're good to go," He said.

"Thank you!" Heather exclaimed, covering herself back up, and running over to meet her friends waiting inside the event.

"Oh my god, we're in!" Nichole said gleefully. "Where to first?"

The event was a sprawling wonderland of ravers, multiple stages, drink areas, and art exhibits. The four girls spent some time walking around, taking it all in.

Jenny mentioned that a DJ she loved was going to be playing at the purple stage in a little bit, but they had time to grab some drinks first.

After grabbing a round of iced and strongly spiked ice teas, they began heading towards the music. They all agreed that if they became separated during any of the shows that this drink station would serve as their meetup location.

By the time they reached the edge of the crowd, Heather had finished her drink. By now she was feeling quite buzzed, and ready to dance. Hundreds of people all gathered around the covered stage area, as loud heavy bass pulsed through the air. The three all grabbed each other's hands as they began to snake through the crowd.

Jenny led the pack, hell bent on finding a good spot for the show. Heather held the hands of Jenny and Nichole as they led her forward. She loved the feeling of being enveloped by the crowd, shivering whenever her body pressed up against other festival goers.

Finally the group found what they were looking for, a small opening in the crowd close to the stage. The group smiled and started to dance, as they greeted the people around them.

Finally, the DJ that they came to see introduced themselves. Jenny jumped up and down, giggling in delight. Heather smiled, watching her pasty-covered breasts jiggling up and down under her fishnets.

"Damn, Jenny's hot.." Heather thought to herself as she started to dance. The friends took turns dancing solo, dancing together, and rocking their heads back and forth to the loud music. Heavy bass shook the area and the air felt alive.

Heather moved in next to Jenny, continuing to dance.

"Looking good girl!" Heather yelled, her voice nearly drowned out by the music, as she admired her friend's dance moves.

Jenny smiled and laughed. Buzzed and happy, Jenny grabbed her friend tightly in a hug. Their scantily clad bodies pressed together, as they continued to sway to the music. Feeling Jenny's body pressed so tightly against her skin made Heather gasp. She looked up to catch her friend's gaze looking down at her, also admiring the sight of their beautiful young bodies pressed together.

They continued like this for a while, laughing and dancing. Heather hugged her friend from behind, grinding and dancing. Jenny smiled, eyes closed, enjoying the music and sensations.

"Hey, quit hogging her!" Nichole joked, pulling Jenny away to take a turn to dance with her.

Heather, now free, raised her hands above her head, running her fingers through her long, blonde hair, and swaying her hips to the music. Looking around her she noticed a few guys watching her and her friends. Heather winked, waving at them playfully.

The music began to die down, as one DJ finished up their set, and another began splicing in their own music.

"Oh my god, this is so fun!" Heather yelled to her friends.

The group held hands in a circle facing each other while the DJs swapped out.

"Hey Heather, I think this is the longest I've ever seen you with clothing on in quite a while!" Jenny teased.

The group all laughed. Jenny was uninhibited and bold in her words. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but she wasn't wrong.

"Oh yeah?" Heather teased back, "I could change that!"

Without skipping a beat, Heather reached up, grabbed the bottom of her bikini top, and lifted it up, exposing her breasts in the middle of the crowd. Heather reached her arms up, holding her hands behind her head as she danced back and forth, teasing her friends and several onlookers who noticed the topless teen dancing around. Her perky breasts jiggled as she danced. Heather took a moment to squeeze them, pinching her small, pink nipples as she watched people's reactions.

She pulled her bikini back down, covering herself.

"Oh god I shouldn't have done that.." Heather thought to herself.

She felt herself getting turned on again. The familiar, snowballing feeling of excitement and fear giving way to arousal. She had watched the reactions of the people around her drinking in the sight of her cute breasts. She instantly wanted more. Heather was scared she may have just started a chain reaction that she didn't have control over.

One of the friends suggested that they move over to the adjacent stage, as another DJ they knew began to play.

Once again the friends linked hands, snaking through the crowd from one stage to another.

Upon reaching their destination, the group immediately began dancing again.

Heather, still buzzing off of her recent exposure and drinks, began to dance more provocatively than before. Moving her hips sensually back and forth, shaking her ass, and feeling up her body as she danced.

She pulled Jenny in and began grinding on her, rubbing her petite, sweaty body against the leather straps and fishnets of her friend.

Jenny blushed, clearly surprised by the increase in Heather's sexual energy.

"You're so hot!" Heather yelled into her friend's ear as they continued to dance.

Heather wasn't expecting these feelings she felt bubbling up inside of her. Was she attracted to Jenny?

Heather couldn't hold herself back anymore. She slowly traced her fingers up Jenny's fishnets until her hand finally reached her friend's larger, pasty covered breasts. She wished her friend's nipples weren't so cruelly hidden from her behind the stickers.

Heather looked up at Jenny and smiled mischievously as she grabbed a firm handful of Jenny's c-cup breasts. Jenny looked shocked, still dancing and giggling nervously.

"God, your boobs are amazing, I'm so jealous!" Heather teased Jenny.

Jenny, blushing deeply and biting her lip returned the touch. Her body was on fire as she held Heather's small, toned body in her hands. She hadn't been aware of how much of a crush she was beginning to develop on Heather, but it was clear now.

She couldn't contain it anymore. Jenny ran her hands into Heather's soft hair, grabbing the back of her head, and pulled her in. The two continued to rock back and forth to the music as they began feverishly making out. Their hands traveled up and down each other's bodies.

Nichole cheered them on. She couldn't believe their eyes. Several onlookers enjoyed the sight as well, as the two half naked teens tore into each other.

Whether it was the music, the drinks, the outfits, or something else, Heather and Jenny were lost in one another. Half dancing, and half kissing, it was the closest someone could get to fucking with their clothes still on.

Heather couldn't believe it. She had never kissed a girl before, but the feeling of Jenny's soft lips, and wet tongue intertwined with hers was enough to make her moan. Heather continued to feel Jenny's breasts as she began to grind her now wettening pussy against Jenny's thigh. Jenny began doing the same. Their breathing began to grow heavier as they continued.

Their interlude was suddenly and forcefully interrupted when another group of people traveling through the crowd in a daisy chain passed by them. The group was visibly intoxicated and excited by the music, which made them unaware of their surroundings.

One of the passersby, a young man wearing a backpack bumped into Heather and Jenny. Knocking them apart.

They gasped, clearly surprised by the sudden jostling. Unbeknownst to Heather, the string of her bikini got tangled in the boy's backpack. As he continued to pass by, the string got stuck, pulling the knot loose.

Her top immediately fell open, leaving her breasts on full display.

Heather's friends broke out into hysterical laughter watching this series of events unfold.

Heather instinctively covered herself up, shocked and flustered. She looked up at her friends, and then to Jenny once again. Jenny was flushed, visibly aroused and smiling at Heather.

"Wow, what assholes!" Nichole yelled at the group, which had already disappeared into the dense crowd.

Heather, cupping her bare breasts, looked around at her friends and crowd around her. She was blushing deeply, but loving the attention. A mischievous grin began to spread across her face.

"Oh well!" Heather shrugged.

In doing so, her now untied bikini top fell to the ground, leaving her standing topless in the crowd.

Heather left the top where it fell and began to continue dancing. She clasped her hands behind her head as she swayed seductively to the music. Lasers and lights from the stage glimmered off of her skin.

Jenny grabbed her topless friend, pulling her in.

"That was really hot.. We should do that again some time!" Jenny yelled into Heather's ear. Still thinking about their passionate kiss. Staring longingly down at Heather's perky boobs.

Heather smiled, and nodded in agreement. Eyes were all over Heather now as she danced freely in the crowd. The attention made her feel high. Squeezing her small breasts firmly, she smiled, giggling at a couple of boys near her watching her every move. She felt like a star.

Heather moved slowly towards one of the boys that she found particularly cute. Smiling, and looking into his eyes, she moved in, pressing her exposed body against his and began to dance.

The boy took her in, dancing tightly with her from behind. Heather closed her eyes in ecstasy as their bodies swayed to the music, his hands traveling up and down every inch of her body.

Looking around, each pair of eyes she noticed on her felt like another pair of hands feeling her up. She was far past the point of return and had no intentions of turning back.

As the song ended she turned around, giddy and giggling. She thanked the boy for the dance, planting a kiss on his cheek and turning around to go find her friends.

When she turned around, she realized that she had moved away further than she had thought. She didn't see her friends anywhere. Perhaps more shockingly, she also didn't see her top anywhere.

Heather played with her hard nipples as she continued to look for her friends and clothing. No luck.

"Perfect.." Heather whispered to herself.

She decided to stay and enjoy the last two songs of this set before setting off back towards their meetup spot. She was enjoying the music and attention too much to leave right now.

Heather danced and swayed to the music. She smiled and waved at people enjoying her topless display. Without her friends, she felt very much at the mercy of the crowd. With her petite frame, it didn't take much for anyone to tower over her. She felt like prey moving through a crowd of hungry predators wanting a bite, and she loved every second of it.

After a brief period of time, the set came to an end, and Heather knew it was time to get back to her friends.

Heather began moving quickly, slinking through the crowd. She was shocked by how many people didn't seem to notice her topless state. Pasties are far from an uncommon sight at a rave, perhaps everyone assumed she was covered by nipple stickers without thinking too much of it.

As she reached the end of the stage area, the crowd was dispersed and Heather could walk more freely.

The summer breeze washed over her sweaty body as she left the covered area. Goosebumps rose all over her body and her nipples hardened at the feeling. Every blissful sensation she felt passing over her exposed skin only increased her arousal.

She looked down at herself, admiring her perky breasts bouncing with each stride. Her tight waste, and noticeable tummy lines served as a testament to how much work she had been putting into her body. She loved showing it off to the world.

"God I feel so sexy..." Heather thought to herself.

Heather looked up and saw the neon sign of the drink stand in the distance, she was getting close now.

Heather stuck her thumbs into the belt loops of her tiny shorts as she marched proudly through the crowd.

Finally reaching her friends, Nichole was the first to notice her.

"Oh there she is!" Nichole exclaimed.

Her friends greeted her in a mixture of shock and glee.

"You didn't grab your top?" Jenny asked, surprised, but enjoying the sight of her exposed friend.

"Uhhh, no I thought you guys grabbed it!" Heather laughed.

She was half serious, half relieved that her clothes were nowhere to be found. To her, this just meant that her exhibitionist escapades got to continue. She had no intention of covering up anyway.

The group chatted and giggled as they shared a couple more rounds of drinks. Nichole teased Heather and Jenny about their little display, but Heather didn't mind at all. Heather looked over to Jenny and could tell she felt the same way.

Heather looked up from her friends occasionally whenever someone made an obvious spectacle of noticing her exposed boobs.

"Oh god.. I'm having too much fun.." Heather giggled. The alcohol only helped ease her inhibitions, as she found herself being far more honest than she normally would be. "All this attention is turning me on so much.."

Jenny blushed, and watched her half naked friend sipping her drink, proudly leaving herself on display.

After a while it was time to dance again. The group discarded their empty cups and clasped hands once again as they headed for another stage.

Heather giggled as they pressed forward. Even though she had no intentions of covering up, she liked the dynamic of having her hands held away from her. She couldn't cover up even if she wanted to.

They turned quite a few heads as they continued to walk. Beyond the obviously topless Heather, the group as a whole was quite a sight.

As they entered another stage area, the return of the hot air and sweaty bodies was a welcome feeling. As their old sweat began to dry in the summer breeze, it was beginning to get chilly.

The group found another opening in the dense crowd and began to dance once again. This set featured much more powerful subwoofers. The feeling of the deep baselines vibrated their bodies as they moved.

Heather wanted nothing more but to grab Jenny and continue where they left off, but decided to attempt playing it cool for once. She'd try to let Jenny come to her if she wanted more.

Each of the girls found nearby boys to dance with, they giggled and cheered each other on as they pressed their bodies against their handsome companions.

Heather's arousal began to build once again. The man she danced with wasn't shy at all in his moves, taking full advantage of her exposed breasts. She moaned as the man grabbed her by her jean shorts, pulling her in tightly against him. She could feel how turned on he was.

They danced and grinded on each other for a while before Heather turned around. He immediately grabbed her by the waste, pulling her in and kissing her deeply.

Heather ran her hands up and down his muscular shirtless body as he did the same. Reaching down, she teased him, feeling his hardness from outside of his shorts. The man smiled with approval, wanting more.

He attempted to do the same, slowly moving his hand down Heather's toned body towards the waistline of her shorts.

Heather grabbed his hand, moving it away.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Heather smiled, teasing him.

She planted another kiss on his lips before she departed. Heather giggled and skipped back to her friends.

Heather was now caught in a hopeless swirl of arousal from her dance. She danced with her back facing her friends. Sneakily and subtly, Heather reached down, undoing the button of her shorts, letting the fabric lay open. She desperately wanted more.

As she continued to move, she slowly reached her hand into her open pants, rubbing her pussy, feeling how wet she'd become. She let out a soft moan as she looked over, and noticed a few people, including Jenny watching her.

Heather took her hand out of her pants and moved over towards Jenny.

"I'm so fucking horny right now.." Heather yelled in her ear. "Everyone is watching me.."

Heather looked up to find Jenny hungrily eyeing her up and down. She looked like an angel. Heather's exposed skin glistened in the rainbow lighting, and her hair flowed back and forth with each of her movements.

Heather moved in closer to her friend. It felt like her heart was about to beat out of her chest as she slowly unzipped her shorts. She looked up submissively at her friend as she slowly held the front of her shorts open.

Jenny blushed as she watched her friend continue to expose herself to her. Heather nervously took Jenny's soft hand, slowly leading it towards her exposed pussy.

Jenny began rubbing her slowly as she looked into Heather's eyes. A few people noticed what they were doing.

"Oh fuck.." Heather moaned, nervously looking around at the people around her.

She was so close to cumming right there on the spot. The tiny, now open, shorts were now the only thing that stood in between her and complete exposure.

Heather's mind, now on autopilot, had made itself up. Heather stepped back, biting her lip, and looking towards her friends watching her.

Moving at a glacier's pace, Heather slowly moved her hands to the waistband of her open shorts. Heather's chest was flushed a bright red and her nipples hardened.

She was terrified of what she was about to do, but she knew she wanted it. The only thing she could think about was wanting to be free. Letting herself be on full display to everyone.

Heathers trembling hands slowly began pushing her shorts down. She looked up to see the dozens of happy people's gazes fixated on her.

Without much effort, she felt her shorts slip down past her hips. She froze as she felt the crumpled fabric fall around her ankles. She was naked. Completely naked.

Still shaking, she stepped out of her shorts, leaving them on the ground. She grabbed her breast in one hand, and playfully rubbed her pussy with the other. She slowly looked around at the faces of the people all tuned in to her naked display.

The trembling teen couldn't believe what she was feeling. It was all too much. She nervously started dancing, slowly moving and walking around, allowing everyone to see her.

"You're fucking crazy!" Jenny yelled.

Heather smiled, blushing deeply as she continued to dance.

Every one of Heather's senses were now on complete overdrive. She could feel the air moving past every inch of her naked body as she danced. She was lost in a trace of fear, arousal, and adrenalin.

Heather danced like this by herself for a while. No one dared to interrupt the show she was putting on. Some people simply watched, others pointed and giggled, but everyone around her enjoyed the view.

Heather was in her element. Drunk on her complete exposure, she danced slowly and sensually through her friends and the crowd. She playfully slinked up next to people, moving her body sexually, and all too keyed in to watching their faces as they watched her. Never staying in one spot long enough to be touched. She delighted in teasing her audience.

She began to look around the ground out of the corner of her eye. She really liked the pair of short's she'd brought and wanted to ask one of her friends to hold on to them, but they were nowhere to be found.

Heather squealed at the realization that she was now naked, and had completely abandoned any chance she had to cover up. Occasionally spikes of fear and adrenaline pierced through her arousal. Beads of sweat began to form over her body, and felt like pins and needles. Her heart was pounding, and her breath deepened. Why was she so drawn to this feeling?

These emotions didn't prevail long however, and only seemed to turn her on more. The feeling was overwhelming, she felt like if anyone so much as grazed her shoulder, she might cum right on the spot.

Suddenly Heather was snapped out of her horny trance when she noticed the music beginning to stop. She turned to her friends, and asked what was going on.

"The set's ending! Come on, we're gonna go check out one last DJ!" Nichole yelled.

Heather nodded as her friends reached out their hands to begin moving again.

"Wait.." Heather said, "One last thing.."

Her nudity felt so delightful, but she was beginning to feel frustrated with the last part of her body that wasn't enjoying the same sensations of freedom. Heather reached down and untied her shoes. She pulled them off, and left them and her socks on the ground next to her.

Feeling the ground under her bare feet only heightened her sense of exposure. Finally, she was free. Completely free. The grass felt wonderful under her bare feet.

Biting her lip, Heather reached out and grabbed her friend's hands, as the group began to move to the last stage.

Heather felt like one of the art exhibits as they walked across the festival grounds, and she was. Her hands held to the side by her friends, she walked proudly, smiling and blushing at the sight of so many people looking at her. All of her.

She remained completely silent as they walked. It was all she could do to focus on trying to breath, and putting one foot in front of the other.

There was no substance known to man which delivered a high like this for Heather. She was in complete ecstasy walking with her petite body on full display, her clothes nowhere to be found, and no chance of turning back.

Something in Heather's mind shifted when she was in these states. She felt small and vulnerable, like a toy to be passed around and played with. She was at the complete mercy of her friends.

Before long they reached the stage. Warm air washed over Heather's body once again, making her gasp.

When they found an area to dance, her friends released her hands. It was like taking a leash off of a pet. Heather began twirling and dancing freely in the crowd.

At first the people around them thought something might have been wrong as they watched the nude teen appear, seemingly out of nowhere, but after a brief moment they could tell how much Heather was enjoying herself.

She danced up next to people, practically daring each of them to take hold and have their way with her.

Heather moved her hands up and down her nude body, playing with herself as she watched the many hungry eyes fixated on her.

Suddenly she looked over, and locked eyes with Jenny. As if on autopilot, Heather began walking over to her slowly, the grass under her feet tickled as she walked. Never breaking eye contact, she reached her friend as she began to dance for her.

She was surrounded by hundreds of people, but there was only one pair of eyes she craved at that moment. Heather took her time, moving sensually around her friend, slowly twirling, bending over, and showing every part of herself to Jenny.

Jenny was too fixated on her friend to move. She admired every intimate detail of her naked friend. Everything from her delicate collar bone, to the outline of Heather's ribs when she reached her arms above her head, to the way she bit her lip when she squeezed her small perky breasts was intoxicating to Jenny.

Jenny couldn't just watch anymore. She reached out and grabbed Heather. Heather's body felt like fire in her hands. Her petite frame was so hot from dancing and arousal. Her hands glided smoothly over her sweaty body, making it easy for her to move them wherever she wanted.

The two danced like this for a while, Heather wrapped up in Jenny's arms. They swayed back and forth. Jenny ran one of her hands up Heather's body, passing over her breasts, and landing playfully around her delicate neck.

"Yes.." Heather whispered in ecstasy as she felt Jenny's hand around her throat.

She wanted Jenny to take control of her. She wanted to belong to her.

Dozens of gawking on lookers watched on as Jenny forcefully turned Heather around, kissing her deeply. Jenny could practically feel Heather's body humming and vibrating through her lips. Each kiss more passionate than the next.

Jenny's hands enjoyed their full reign over Heather's body. Squeezing her ass, and grabbing her by the hips, Jenny pulled her body against hers as hard as she could.

When her hands finally found their way to Heather's warm, smooth pussy, she was shocked with how wet she was. It was painfully obvious how much she was enjoying this.

"Please..." Heather pleaded as she felt her friend's touch. Jenny could feel her breath on her lips.

Jenny continued, painfully slowly, rubbing Heather. Heather started to moan, as Jenny felt her nude friend writhing and squirming in ecstasy in her arms.

Jenny started to rub faster. Their lips separated as Heather threw her head back, now moaning loader. Heather clung to her friend for dear life. She felt as if her legs were going to give out at any second.

Heather began bucking against Jenny's hand. People watched in disbelief as Heather surrendered to pleasure so openly.

She didn't care who saw, Heather was completely lost in the moment as she felt her climax beginning to build from inside of her.

Heather yelled in ecstasy as the feelings continued to build. Her eyes fixated on Jenny's, begging her to keep going without needing to say a single word.

Finally it happened. Heather's grip tightened on the leather straps of Jenny's outfit as a first wave of orgasm washed over her. Moisture gushed from Heather's pussy as Jenny continued rubbing as fast as she could.

Seconds felt like hours as Heather came. Every sensation, from her friend's touch, to the hundreds of people around her all came together in one blissful moment. The most intimate part of herself laid bare for the world to see.

Wave after wave of orgasm hit Heather, part of her wondered if it would ever end.

When her climax finally began to subside, Heather collapsed into a sweaty pile in her friend's arms. Juices streamed down her trembling thighs as she continued breathing heavily and whimpering.

After a moment, Heather began to stand herself up. Shaking, and still swirling from her orgasm, she began to look around.

She squeezed her breasts in her hands tightly as she tried to catch her breath. She couldn't believe how many people had watched her little show.

Eventually, Nichole emerged from the crowd as the music began to die down once again for the last time.

"I found this over there," Nichole said, smiling, and holding out a blanket someone had left not far from them.

Heather, now nearly recovered, reached out a shaking hand to grab the blanket. Even she had limits, and after some semblance of clarity began to return to her, she began feeling overwhelmed by her situation. She took the blanket, and wrapped it around herself. She let out a sigh of relief being after being covered once again.

As the rave was coming to a close, Heather's friends wrapped their arms around her, leading her through the crowd towards the entrance.

It was almost humorous how quickly they faded back into anonymity. The crowd around them got the show of a lifetime, however people just a few dozen feet back had no idea what was going on.

The group walked, laughing hysterically, and recounting the events that just took place. Heather watched her petite, bare feet walking underneath her, but it felt like she was floating. Still riding the high of her night.

The group exited the festival area, making it back to their car. Their ears were still pounding from the music as they drove.

After a while, they reached Heather's house, and everyone got out to hug her goodbye. When it was finally Jenny's turn, Jenny reached her hands under the blanket, embraced her nude body, and planted one last delicious kiss upon Heather's supple lips.

Heather looked up into Jenny's eyes, and knew this wouldn't be their last encounter.

Heather pulled the blanket back around herself, as she said goodbye to her friends, slowly walking back up her driveway towards her front door as the car drove away.

Once inside, Heather dropped her blanket and fell to the floor, letting out a large sigh.

She sat there a while and looked down at her tiny, nude body. She smiled thinking about how many other people had got to see it that evening as well.

Mustering all the strength she had, she got up and walked over to her bed. The warm embrace of her covers was heavenly.

Wasting no time, Heather started scrolling through social media. She was certain someone must have captured her escapades on camera, and she couldn't wait for them to post it online for the rest of the world to see.