World Naked Bike Ride

Although it was an 8 mile ride, the path doubled back over itself several times meaning that we were only a mile from our car at the starting point.

"Are we doing this?" I said with a chuckle.

"Let's just get it done" she replied.

By this point it was evening and the bright mid day light had started fading but it wasn't nearly dark enough to provide any meaningful cover.

A group of about 9 people all had planned as poorly as we had. We banded together and rode the last mile as a naked group. Everyone agreed they had a great time.

Once back at the car, we were now a solo group of just two nude women covered in glitter. Our out of place nudity managed to accumulate numerous honks and people yelling out the window as they passed. Lacking the support of thousands of other riders, my friend hid on the far side of the car for cover while I loaded the bikes in plain view of passing motorists.

Again, I found an excitement in being nude in public and didn't mind the attention. Before I opened the door I turned around to face the oncoming cars and waved at the select few who were lucky enough to be passing at that time. I nearly caused an accident since one person hadn't been paying attention to the slowing car in front of them.

I opened the door and realized my friend hadn't gotten in because she didn't want to make a mess on my seats. Luckily I had a spare beach blanket in my trunk. With the bike rack in the hitch I couldn't open the trunk door. So I had to get it though the rear door. I stood on the step rail and leaned over into the trunk to reach my blanket. I had no intention to reposition myself into a less exposing position for passing motorists, leaving my ass just outside the door.

The blanket was large enough to spread up the back of both the driver and passenger seats and extend down to the floor. The seatbelts would just have to be collateral damage for the glitter and paint.

The drive home was just about 30 minutes and mostly highways limiting how many other drivers would notice two twinkling naked women.

"I appreciate all your support today. I had no intention on taking anything off but you managed to make me feel comfortable enough with my insecurities."

"Hey, no worries. Isn't that what friends are for?"

"Would you mind if I showered T your house before being dropped off? I don't want to walk in looking like this."

"Sure! No problem!"

Her husband was a worry wart and didn't want her taking place in the event to begin with let alone being topless or even fully nude. Judging by the glitter coverage, he would certainly know she hadn't worn anything at all.

We pulled up to my house and by this time it was relatively dark. I parked my car in the driveway as far back as I could and we made a naked dash to my back door. I had active neighbors who enjoyed using their pool or having bonfires but tonight we got lucky and neither neighbor was outside.

We both ran to the bathroom, leaving a trail of glitter across my kitchen floor and down the hallway. She ran directly to the shower and got the water started and waited for it to warm up.

I grabbed an old towel I didn't like anymore and wet it in the sink. I began to wipe off as much of the glitter and paint as I could.

"You can take the first shower" I told her.

"Aren't you gonna hop in too?"

"No, I'll just go clean up the mess a bit then wait at the kitchen table."

"Alright, suit yourself, if not like we haven't done this before" she said.

She had a point. In highschool we were both on the swim team which met multiple times each week after school. At the time we weren't old enough drive so we would shower in the locker rooms while we waited for our parents to come pick us up after they finished work.

She slid open the curtain and we jumped in. Handing the shampoo, soap, and shower head back and forth as needed. It took entirely to long to get the remnants of glitter out of our hair and off our bodies. What seems like a half hour later we were finally clean.

We got dressed and i dropped her off at her house.

About a week later, my girlfriend texted me.

"Remember the business card the photographer gave us at the body paint station?"

"I do, what's up?"

"Go look at his website. Go to 'events' then 'WNBR' "

She sent a link and I followed her directions to the event page. Each event listed was a high definition large format photo with the event title and date below it. The cover photo for the WNBR was the very photo we posed for after we'd been painted and glittered. Admittedly, it was actually a great photo, but it included my face, breasts, and labia all in the same photo which meant I couldn't share it or show anyone. The same could be said for her too.

I wasn't worried about any of my friends finding this obscure body painters page but I did feel bad for her. She definitely didn't want proof of her nudity up front and center. Upon clicking the link, a new web page loaded showing several hundred photos of all the men and women who had been painted that day. None of the photos were censored.

Low and behold the photographer managed to capture dozens of photos of us. On was an action shot of the glitter cloud resulting from the artists work. He happened to be standing by our feat for the shot which perfectly framed our feet, legs, and groin. The cloud provided cover for our upper half and faces but anyone scrolling the photos could quickly determine the photo's immediately before and after were also us.

The photo quality was sufficient enough that you could zoom in and see the texture and coloring our labia before the glitter cloud had landed and stuck to the glue. My inner exhibitionist found this exhilarating but my compassionate side felt for my girlfriend.

"WELL NOW. LETS NOT TELL ANYBODY ABOUT THIS WEBSITE, SHALL WE"

"AGREED" she said.

In addition to the website, the photo of us posing afterward was posted to his instagram but was cropped to show from the belly button upward. Based on the activity level of his account, that photo of us would soon become buried between the thousands of other posts of similar content.

It's been a few years since this exhibitionist eye opening event and none of our friends have yet to bring it or the resulting photos up. Despite this event causing me to have unexpected nudes exist across the internet and social media, I have gone back and participated in every WNBR since.