Naked Hike Dare
By: Holly
I love to go on hikes. I often hike in the
woods, or at state parks. It is great to get out
of the office and back to nature. Even if I am
just walking in a field, I enjoy the experience.
The only thing better then being out in nature.
is to be out in nature in the all together. You
know. NAKED!
Well, that is exactly what this dare was about. A
naked walk in the woods was the dare, and to tell
you the truth, I was up for it right from the
start. The truth is I love to be naked in
nature. I love the feel of the sun on my body,
the wind in my hair, rain on my face, mud between
my toes, I could go on and on. I really find it
a turn on to be bare outdoors.
A friend of mine from Florida had dared me to
take a walk in the woods. They knew good and well
that it is a fantasy of mine, but I don't know if
they knew that it is something I have done a few
times already. I would guess I have run naked
through the woods nearly 34 times. There for a
while I couldn't get enough of it and went a few
times a week.
That is the way I am, if something turns me on. I
will do it again and again like a junky, hooked
on the feeling or the thrill. I was like that
with my naked runs for a while. So, this dare
not only appealed to me, but it also worried me
that I might once again get hooked on streaking
through the wilderness.
One time, I was streaking and I came up one a
campground for horse owners. I had been running
naked on a horse trail so it made since. The
campground was empty at the time. Only about 10
lots total anyway. But each had a water pump to
care for the horses and such. I was so hot and
sweaty from my run that I started pumping water
until it started to flow. then got on all fours
and splashed the water all over myself.
It was fun on a few levels. One, I was naked in
public. I even if no one was around at the time,
I was totally naked, and at least a mile from my
clothes which I had hidden under a bush along the
trail. Two, I was on all fours like some kind of
animal getting my bath of sorts in the cold water
of the pump.
Thinking back on that particular run through the
woods I remember having a little trouble finding
the bush I hid my clothes under. I can tell you
now that I got more then a little worried when I
couldn't find them as quickly as I thought I
would. Still it was a great thrill and got me
rather wet as I worried. When I did find my
clothes I almost wished I had not.
Then there was the time I was streaking in the
woods behind the university and almost got busted
by the cops. I had started deep in the woods,
but as my nerve build up I ran closer and closer
to the edge of the woods. In the end I ventured
out into the open area between the buildings and
the woods. I guess I did that once too often.
The last time I got close to the edge of the
woods I saw a cop looking into the woods. I was
not sure if he saw me at first or not, but I took
off running bare ass naked in the opposite
direction as fast as I could.
My clothes mind you, where stashed not far from
where he was. So, that meant I had to run in a
huge loop to throw him off. Had he not followed
on the edge of the wood, I would have never
pulled it off. Or if he would have had the
smarts to call for back up, they could have had a
chance of cutting me off. I managed to get back
to my clothes and dress just before he could get
with in range. He had to see me leave the woods
and sprint for campus. But, by the time he could
get close enough to do anything about it, I was
lost in the crowd. That was as close as I have
ever cut it.
But, these two stories have nothing to do with
the dare I was given. The dare was simply to
take a walk in the woods totally naked. Simple
right? I mean next to the last two tales I just
told you, it would seem a simple walk in the
woods in the buff wouldn't be that hard at all.
Well, the problem is the nearest woods to me
now, is very busy. There are a lot of people to
be found at any given time. Since the park
closes after dark, I had to do the dare in the
day. And even on weekdays there are people around.
When I agreed to do the dare, I didn't think
about how hard it was going to be. Once I got to
the park, I soon noticed there were a number of
cars parked. Some I guessed belonged to those in
the picnic area. But, there were too many cars
to only belong to them. That meant that some
people would have to be on the trail as well.
But, a dare is a dare and I never back down once
I commit to doing a dare. Sure, I will look for
every loophole in the book, but I don't back down.
Once I got to the park I locked my car and
started to walk to the trail like nothing out of
the ordinary was going on. Though inside I was
going crazy, my body was starting to release
adrenaline and my heart was already starting to
race at the very idea of what I was about to do.
Dressed in a pair of loose fitting running shorts
and a tank top I picked up speed. I picked
things that would be easy to get off. even over
my sneakers. I didn't want to waste any time
getting dressed if I had to make a quick get
away. I also wore my fanny pack. I figured I
could stuff my shorts and shirt into it and run
with it, if I felt the need. I know it would be
a little chicken, but it was better then being
stranded naked.
Once at the trail I headed deeper into the woods.
I kept going deeper until I was out of sight of
the picnic area, or at least far enough that I
thought I was far enough way. Then I pulled my
shirt over my head as quickly as I could. My bare
breasts flopping out into the midday air. My
pink nipples quickly getting harder as I hooked
my thumbs into my waistline and forced my shorts
down to my ankles. Bending over with my bare ass
in the air, I worked the shorts over my sneakers.
I love to run barefoot, but since there were
people around for sure, I figured I better leave
them of for my advantage. Looking down at myself,
naked save the sneakers and the fanny pack I had
to laugh. I looked really foolish.
Packing the shorts and shirt into the fanny pack
and zipping it shut was almost as bad as leaving
them under a random bush. It would be hard to
get them out in a hurry, but at least my clothes
would be with me at all times. Thought the
thought of tossing the fanny back into the woods
and just sprinting away was too tempting to overlook.
I started to run down the path. My tits flopping
as I jogged along. My ass wiggling and bouncing
as I picked up speed running faster. As my thighs
rubbed together from time to time I could feel
myself starting to get wet. The dare was getting
to me, and making me very horny as I knew it
would from the start.
It took all my strength not to just stop right in
the middle of the path and finger fuck myself
into orgasm. Had it not been for the sound of a
stick snapping I would have. The snapping stick
was enough to sober me up a little. I looked in
all directions, covering my breasts with one arm
and my pussy with the other hand.
It was only second before I saw the culprit. but
is seemed like an eternity. My eyes locked up
with the culprit. A deer. a deer that I ran upon
and startled. The deer looked at me and I at it.
I was a little frightened since I had no idea
what it would do. Lucky for me it seemed to be
as scared of me as I was of it.
Forgetting for a moment my nudity, I slipped by
the deer. Moving down the path, my eyes still
trained on the deer, I forgot the view I was
affording anyone coming down the path toward me.
My bare ass was on full display, as I backed
away from my woodland friend.
When the deer jumped across the path I stumbled
back and fell right on my butt. Which turned out
not to be such bad luck for me. As I fell, I
heard some one coming down the path. The fall
took me out of their view. I crawled on my hands
and knees into the brush.
Scampering for cover like a scared rabbit, I laid
flat on the grownd and hoped that they would not
see my white ass sticking up. It was not long
before the two love birds came down the path
holding hands. They not only didn't notice me,
they didn't notice the deer shit in the middle of
the path left by our dear deer friend. The girl
was royally pissed when she got it all over her
shoe and I almost let a loud laugh escape my lips.
It would have given me away for sure, but I was
able to hold the laugh in until they were down
the way. Once they were I got up and started to
sprint down the path as fast as I could. Trying
to put as much distance between me and them I
ran. My tits were bouncing so hard it hurt. I
tried to hold them, keep the hair from my eyes,
and dust the dirt off me as I ran.
I made it about a half a mile with out incident.
It was almost too easy at that point, but I was
not keen on getting into that much trouble
anyway. So, I told myself I would jog until I
made it to the creek and then I would wash off
and dress. If I could keep from pleasuring
myself right there in the creek, I would be back
to my car before anyone noticed.
I was almost to the creek when I heard more
voices. It sounded like lots of them, but then I
noticed it was not voices, but dogs barking. As
they got louder and louder it seemed that I was
going to get busted for sure.
I dashed for the bridge over the creek as fast as
I could. The race was on, I was running for the
same bridge the dogs and their owners were
heading for. If I didn't make it before them I
would be left in the open and totally exposed.
I guess being naked has its advantages. I
motivates you to run even faster. I made it to
the bridge and hurried under it to hide. The
bridge is not that much. More of a few wooden
planks resting on two 4X4s. I laid face up in the
water under the bridge. The cool water chilling
my body.
Looking up I could see through the cracks between
the planks. I could hear the dogs getting closer
and closer. In no time they were on the bridge.
The dogs were going nuts. Barking over the side of the bridge, I knew they were barking at me. Their owners had no idea a totally naked bimbo was laying in the shallow water under the bridge.
The dog’s owner pulled on their chain and yelled something about get away from the edge… and saying to the other owner that it must be a coon or a beaver. Had I not been scared to death of the dogs, I would have laughed. But once they were gone, I climbed onto the path and dressed.
Wet and dripping put on my clothes, which soon would be wet themselves. My sneakers were soggy wet. I kept walked back to my car, blushing thinking about how close I had come to exposure. The ride home was a soggy one, and not all the wetness came from the dip in the creek. One thing is for sure, this was not my first run in the woods, but it was one that will be remembered for a long while to come. I came close to being exposed at least twice that I know of, and the dogs about blew my cover… not to mention scare the hell out of me. I would have been quite a site had they come after me and I had to clime a tree naked like that. I guess I will try to stick to streaking in town where there are fewer wild animals from now on.
