I'm not exactly sure how it happened, but driving naked has always been a thrill to me. I guess that it started small and grew from there. Maybe I was dared by one of my friends to drive without panties while wearing a mini-skirt; or it could have been me running late again and I could have forgotten my bra. Well, whatever it was, was just the beginning.
But the first day that I was without clothing was a fun day. It started out normally. I had woken up and put on a lovely blue skirt and Lavender button down blouse. And these beautiful blue suede heels that you could die for. Oh, yeah, let me describe myself. I'm 5'0" and 115 lbs. B-cup breast. And I have brown hair and my eyes change with my mood, but they are usually brown.
I was heading to my first day of college and I was running late like usual. I only button up the middle button on my shirt and I only button up the top button on my skirt thinking that I would fix it on the way to school. But as I was driving, I decided that my makeup needed to be put on, and so I promptly forgot to finish up with my clothes. Now, at every stop, I would lean toward the mirror to fix my makeup and every time I did, my skirt would ride up a little and I breast would hang out a little farther out of my shirt each time.
I didn't notice a thing until I heard a honk right next to me. These three guys were riding alongside of me in a pickup truck and pointing over at me. The only thing I could think of was that there was something wrong with my car, so I rolled down my window to see what they were saying. The first thing that hit me was the words, "Nice Tits." I looked down and there the girls were. My first instinct was to grab my shirt and put them back in, but in my haste, I popped open the button and the girls were out there again.