Mary's Naked Camp Adventure Ch. 04

"Now what are you two going to do, make me go skinny dipping with the campers next?" Mary said letting out a bit of frustration. This time she was set on showing them she was mad.

"Oh that would be fun, wouldn't it? Yet against your wishes we'll make sure you're more covered than that," Julie teased. Mary knew she had to put her foot down.

"Come on you two. This has gone on long enough, don't you think?"

"Oh don't give us that. You're liking this a ton, aren't you?" Jenny asked. The three had started heading back to the cabin by now. "You know you aren't able to hide the signs from us."

Making sure to try and keep her voice down, "Enough with using my nipples against me. That isn't a good enough defense for you guys." Mary felt she finally might convince them that they were being a bit cruel today, Mary though wasn't suspecting Jenny to sudden pull her into her arms.

Mary felt Jenny wrap an arm around her. Mary had her back pressed against Jenny's front. The group of three started revering away from the camp. They were now being surrounded by trees as they were in a more wooded area. "If this isn't exciting you, then what about your crazy heart beat." Jenny asked, her hand rest right above Mary's beating heart.

"Stre... stress!" Mary tried saying, coming up with the only excuse she could. She shivered as she felt that same hand start to slide down her body. Mary felt the hand pass and bump over one of her hard nipples. She almost gasped at the feeling. She wasn't sure what was going on anymore.

"Oh, so if that's stress, what about..." Jenny began to say as her hand was now on Mary's hip. Slowly she began to creep her shirt higher and higher. Mary took in a deep breath as it was lifted up past her stomach. Jenny even took a step back away from Mary so she could fully remove the shirt.

"Give that back." Mary whispered in a very meek tone. She wasn't sure what to do. Again Jenny pulled her in and hugged her again.

"Well if it's stress that is making your heart beat, you're even more stress now, huh?" Jenny's hand was again on her chest. It began to sway back and forth though, running itself over Mary's upper torso. Mary gasped every time it felt like it got closer to her nipples. She was starting to become hazy in thought, not sure how to react anymore. She was losing herself. When Jenny moved a free hand down to her thighs, she almost made something like a whimpering noise.

"Oh man, I must be really bothering right now. That little grunt was something of disapproval maybe? I suppose you aren't fond of being naked out here." Jenny's hand began to push on Mary's thigh. Mary began to widen her stance now, not really having a reason to fight back. She wasn't sure if she was being seduced, teased, or what.

"Yep, just as we expected Jenny, I can see it glistening." Mary looked down to see Julie not more than a foot away from her crotch. Mary quickly scampered to the side and cupped both hands between her legs.

"I wish every time I got 'stressed' it would have effects like that," Jenny joked as the two were now giggling together. Mary was speechless. She hadn't ever been so incredibly embarrassed in her life. It was hard enough for this whole time to deny it to herself, but now there would be no convincing her friends.

She didn't want to, but she also had to admit to herself at this point. The nakedness there outside, she liked it. She liked the sun beaming between the trees. The sound of people in the distance gave her chills. She was so scared, worried, and most of all embarrassed, yet it all seemed to feed this arousal of hers.

"Oh guys... don't laugh. I don't know why I am this way..." finally was able to say. Although the two did stop laughing, their smiles didn't fade.

"Trust us when we say we know how you feel. Don't worry, we aren't laughing at you really. The laughter is more than that. Let's just say this is all too adorable to not giggle about," Jenny tried explaining.

"You're not weird or anything. Your reaction is quite normal. Now you better try and calm yourself down a bit. We'd love to continue this fun, but you have places to be. Now unless you want to show up naked, have these." Julie than held out not only the T-shirt and panties, but also a matching bra.

Mary just mindlessly took them with one hand. She kept her pussy covered with one hand still, too embarrassed to let the signs of her arousal show still. She wanted to say something, but by the times she got the words, "Guys, thank you," out, she had said it too quietly and they were too far gone.

Mary though was still Mary. It took a moment, but once she snapped out of her haze she was quick to get dressed. She couldn't believe really she was just standing there naked for so long. Had someone come along near where they were, who knows what they would have saw.

Her blush not leaving, Mary walked out of the woods and towards the lake. She'd be supervising some swimming for the afternoon. Her set of underwear was covered by her shirt. She'd say she was feeling fairly clothed, but the feeling of having no pants or skirt was still very odd to Mary.

For once Mary actually was a little later than mostly everyone. She recognized a few of the campers in the group at the beach. All were wearing their varying swimsuits. Mary told them that nothing was planned, to just go swim and have fun. She then found her way to the life guards chair as she lazily watched them.

Shifting in her seat, Mary toyed with the idea of joining them for a swim. She knew though she couldn't get rid of her shirt. If anyone got a good view of her, they could probably tell that she was wearing underwear.

Idle minds wander a lot though. Mary having not much to concentrate on quickly reverted to her whole day so far. She began to wonder about her knew found semi-acceptance about the thrill of it all. The idea of her taking off the shirt was more and more tempting. Her taking it off wouldn't look odd she reasoned. Since everyone was busy swimming, no one would really look at her.

She actually began to pull on the shirt hem. With a lift of her bottom, she had gotten it out from being pinned under her. She had to stop though, not sure if she should move on. She felt so much like she was on a pedestal. Even though it would look so normal and nothing out of the ordinary to everyone else, Mary knowing the truth made it all the difference to her.

She wasn't just taking off her shirt to sit out in a bikini. She was undressing, stripping, and even exposing herself. She may have been covered underneath, but it wasn't as innocent as a swimsuit. This was her underwear, clothing that wasn't meant to be just shown off to people. She blushed in her seat, knowing how all these thoughts were making her feel.

Mary's wiggling only help prove to Mary how underdressed she was. She could feel the small bit of material, her panties, between her bottom and the seat she was on. She couldn't get the thoughts out of her head at this point. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't help herself any more. Logically she told herself nothing could go wrong, and something inside wanted her to do it. Without stopping, Mary forced herself to pull the shirt up and off her body, setting it to the side.

She for a moment couldn't breathe. The moments were going so slow for her. She gazed at so many people to see if any were staring. The bits of her exposed skin felt as if they were tingling. It was all so odd to Mary really. It wasn't like she hadn't ever worn a bikini. Yet something about it all made it feel so much more, be it the situation or perhaps it was because of her mindset at that time.

The bra and panties were matching, a black that contrasted her skin very well. Lucky for Mary they lacked any frills or anything largely disguising from perhaps a bathing suit. Mary looking down at herself knew she could tell, but she told herself that was due to proximity and that she knew that they weren't a swimsuit.

It was a good thing no one around was having a hard time swimming. Mary may have been too out of it to notice or react fast enough. She gripped the sides of the high up chair, trying to keep her mind off the many things she was thinking. She wanted to give her body the chance to cool down. Since morning, there had been a want, a tingle, something always growing and never going. Now as she thought about her high up show, she couldn't help but feel it reaching max again. She had never known a want quite like this. It was a good thing she was able to control herself, because she knew she'd regret it if she let her hands wander.

Time went by, Mary never leaving the many thoughts. She was actually starting to forgive her friends in her mind. She realized that the whole time, she never did get in trouble. The worst that happened was her embarrassment in front of them. Of course this would lead her to blush, thinking about what they have seen and know now. She wasn't sure how she was going to face them now. She had some fears of what more they could have her do too.

She tried taking her mind off by futzing with her shirt. She twisted it and twirled it. Of course when it slipped from her hand and fell to the ground, she wanted to kick herself. She just lost her cover. She knew she couldn't climb down to get it; it would be too weird and only bring her closer to possibly being discovered. She did her best to sit tight where she was for the remainder of the time they were there.

The day moved on and with a setting sun, Mary called out to everyone to head on back to camp. As they turned to look at though, Mary felt as if a billion butterflies had just started fluttering in her stomach. She almost regretted getting everyone's attention. To keep herself from stammering, she quickly let them know dinner would be done soon and to go on their own.

Mary was too worried to go down near everyone. With her shirt on the ground, Mary just tried to act natural as everyone began drying up and leaving. Even though when people glanced, they hadn't noticed anything, it gave Mary chills every time. She couldn't believe how many people were staring at her as she sat in just her underwear. She so wished she hadn't been stupid and dropped her shirt.

When the last of the people left, Mary moved quickly down the ladder. She couldn't help but look around. Now standing out on the sandy beach in just her underwear gave her some sensations she couldn't deny. All the pent up energy she had also worried her. She wanted to cool off.

The water nearby seemed like an obvious choice. Of course Mary was hesitant to go for a dip. She knew that earlier that soggy panties were tough to keep on one's body. Skinny dipping came to mind. She knew though she wasn't going to risk something like that. She also knew she had no way to dry off, so her clothes would still get wet.

"If my clothes get wet, so what? A bathing suit showing through your clothes isn't all that bad..." Mary reasoned with herself.

Leaving her shirt up on shore, Mary slowly walked knee deep into the lake. The water did feel good she felt. She still didn't know if she wanted to risk the wet underwear. Not anymore was she really looking to cool off her heat anymore. She was considering the thrill of swimming in underwear. She thought about how it would be embarrassing walking back with it all clinging to her shirt. For all she knew Jenny and Julie could be mean and make her stay like that, or worse even.

She went deeper into the lake till the water was at her thighs. She was at the point where she had to choose to go forward or back, no more room to stay undecided.

Normally people in water quickly submerge themselves to get use to the cold. Mary though did it so she had no reason to turn back. She didn't really know what possessed her anymore. She could have theorized that it was the words of her friends, that she was having a weird day, or the many feelings she felt in all the different locations of her body.

Mary surfaced for air. She had gotten to water that was neck deep now. She could try and tell others that she was in a swimsuit, but the way the material now hung to her body; she knew there was no more use trying to convince herself. She almost wanted to walk out and leave, but the water did feel amazing she admitted. She'd wanted to go swimming for the last few days, but never got the chance.

She tried moving about and actually practicing some strokes, however any major movement felt like it was going to pull her panties to her feat. If it weren't for the straps, Mary was sure the now heavy material was ready to fall from her breast. The feeling that her clothes were almost in a way wanting to tear themselves off her body was actually exciting her. She didn't know who she was anymore.

Every time that the panties would slip down, Mary panicked. The feeling she lost her shirt was pretty bad, but something as precious as her bottoms would be even worse. Yet she tried to calm her thoughts with the idea that she couldn't even see deep enough to notice them falling, no one else would stand a chance to. This though gave more ideas to Mary how she could push herself.

Knowing she had to leave soon, she figured it was now or never. She wanted to see what it would be like to not have her panties. She moved a bit closer to shore so she had better footing. Looking around she found that she was still seemingly alone. She grabbed the sides of her panties. She inched them down till her butt was out. She took a moment to take this in. She never felt a moment on this level before. She had to keep going though. With ease the panties were lowered to her ankles. Not wanting to be seen in the weird pose, Mary stepped out of the panties and held on very tight to them as she held them to her chest.

Her heart was racing. She only had on that black bra now in the lake. She knew she wasn't naked, but she still felt she was skinny dipping. The sun was still out, even if beginning to set. She didn't dare move an inch. She just stood and let the water flow whatever way it wanted to.

Her nerves got to her though. She quickly got her panties back on and began to leave the water. The panties almost wanted to do an encore as she ran up the beach, but she wasn't about to let that happen without the veil of water to hide her. She held onto the garment as she picked up her shirt and ran to the tree line to hide a moment to herself.

One thing was certain to her; she was not in any way more cooled off. She also was sure she was going mad. She told herself, "You've made a real mess getting yourself all wet like this." She couldn't help but blush when she realized the double meaning in that sentence.

She looked around to make sure she was alone still, and began to remove her underwear. As she was naked she wrung out her wet clothing. Since she was hitting a denial stage again, she told herself this was only to dry her clothing, nothing more. She tried shaking herself dry, and then using her panties to get any excess. She quickly got dressed so she wasn't again naked outside.

She walked out of her hiding place looking herself over. She was glad to see that her fears before that her t shirt would end up so wet that her underwear would show through like at some lewd wet t-shirt contest. However she was also not exactly thinking it was perfect. People looking could tell she had black garments under it. Hopefully her being soak would make it so they don't assume anything wrong about it.

She would have waited longer, but she knew she dawdled too much. She always liked to be where she had to be, and she still had to go to the cabin to see if her friends would kindly give her something appropriate for once. She quickly ran off down the path, worrying what more she'd be made to do, and what she might do if she didn't come to grips with herself.