“You know it doesn’t have to be a guy who streaks.” You point out.
“Yeah it does” Claire states as if it is self evident. “Guys are normally streakers, and since you are the only guy here, you should be the one to get naked.”
Amanda starts to pull up your shirt. “Come on , let's have some fun.” You protest, but not enough to make her stop, just enough to tease her a little and fight a little bit harder.
“You know what,” interrupts, “He’s right. It’s my car, my rules: Claire you get naked.” All of the other girls look at in amused surprise. “My car, my rules, and I say that the person in the passenger seat has to strip.”
Claire looks back at you. “You want to switch seats?”
“I think I’m fine back here,” you say with a mischievous grin.
“Yes, you are…” says in a seductive way. She is only driving with one hand while adjusting her skirt.
Claire begins to undress and as she does, she keeps tossing the clothing back over, towards your face; she has terrible aim but occasionally hits the mark, meaning you have to tear it off or you might miss something good. The other two girls keep adjusting and trying to get a better view. Sitting in the middle, you can get a great look at her. Maybe sitting in the middle isn’t so bad after all…
Off comes her shirt, a small white thing that barely covers the bottom of her rib cage. Then she pulls off her shorts. She struggles to get around the seat belt at first, then just gives up and undoes it. Now she is just in her underwear. A cop passes by at just the wrong time, but makes no move. Claire and just look at each other and burst out laughing. After some heckling from Melissa, she gets back to it. Off comes her bra, a red one, nothing too fancy. It lands right over your eyes, blocking your view as she takes off her panties. By the time you get the bra off, she is naked and you can see her shaved pussy and perky tits. “Happy now?” she asks everyone in the car.
You then get hit by another piece of clothing. You realize its ’s. She wasn’t adjusting her skirt, she was taking it off! “Now it’s your turn . Show ‘em what you've got,” she looks back at you through the rear view mirror and gives you a look that says “You know you want to do it, and I do too.” |