Heather Goes to a Rave
Exhibitionist & Voyeur Story

Heather Goes to a Rave

by Exhibitionisteria 17 min read 4.8 (17,800 views)
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This is Heather's third adventure, following her nude adventure through a crowded farmers market. All parties included in this story are 18 years of age or over.

It had been a while since Heather's last adventure. Since her escapades had begun, Heather had become somewhat of a local legend. Between her day at school and adventure at the downtown farmer's market, there were few people who hadn't seen or heard of her around her town. She reveled in this newfound notoriety.

She was still fairly new to this fantasy world of hers, but already felt pride in her accomplishments as an exhibitionist. She loved it when she saw pictures of herself surface on social media. Even though it wasn't nearly as exciting as getting to see people's reactions in person, she still got off on the idea of more people seeing her nude body. One video someone took of her at the farmers market was even up to a million views. Heather felt butterflies in her stomach as she watched that number continuing to grow. Any time she was walking around in town and noticed someone double take when they saw her, she blushed. She knew they knew who she was, and hoped they were imagining her naked.

It was now the last couple of weeks of summer break. Heather and her friends had just graduated this last spring, and were all planning on beginning college right off the bat this following fall.

They were all at their friend Nichole's apartment's pool, drinking in the last drops of sun they could for the year, hoping some boys might come by to see them in their bikinis.

The three friends were laying out on pool chairs, drying off from swimming. The scent of tanning oil and mild chlorine filled the air. The sun and warm summer breeze danced across their bodies as they relaxed and chatted.

The girls were talking about what they could do to make sure they enjoyed their last couple of weeks they had left of summer. Nichole mentioned that there was a music festival she saw a flyer for on campus while she was walking around.

"What, like a rave?" Heather popped up, clearly interested.

Heather's friends laughed and teased her for the swiftness of her reaction.

"Oh wow, big surprise Heather wants to run around in pasties," Nichole laughed. "But yes, it does look like it's a rave."

Heather smiled, laying back into her pool chair. Her friends might tease her today, but she knew she'd get the last laugh when they saw how many heads she knew she was about to turn.

"Ok, let's do it! Are you guys down?" Heather asked her friends.

Everyone agreed.

Giddy with excitement the group started to hash out the details. They agreed that they'd meet back at Nichole's apartment around four, and all get ready together.

They started to debate what to wear. They all had bits and pieces of outfits, but all wanted to be on similar levels.

"Well I know what Heather's going to wear.. Or rather not wear," Heather's friend Jenny teased. Lowering her sunglasses.

Heather sat up, lowering her sunglasses to meet her friend's gaze. Droplets of water streamed downward between her breasts from her wet hair, sparkling in the sun as they made their way down her body.

"You'd like that wouldn't you Jenny," Heather responded, smiling.

Jenny blushed and smiled back. Jenny knew she'd been enjoying this new side of her friend, and liked watching her more than she cared to admit.

Heather laid back down, putting her sunglassing back into place. She looked down at her glistening body. She couldn't deny it. Being nude at a rave did sound exciting. She pictured the feelings of exposure and vulnerability as a crowd danced around her.

She shifted her weight, squirming slightly as she felt herself becoming aroused. Heather cleared her throat, trying to think of something else.

As the sun dipped behind the tall apartment building walls that surrounded them, the girls decided it was time to dry off and head home to prepare for tomorrow's festivities.

Heather hugged her friends goodbye and began walking back to her car. Heather made a point to walk with her towel held at her side to enjoy showing off her tiny bikini for a little longer.

She loved feeling her breasts and butt jiggling so freely in the loose fabric on such a warm day. Heather glanced up at the surrounding buildings. There were so many windows. She wondered if anyone was perving on her from behind them. She smiled at the thought.

Heather hopped in her car and returned home. Her parents were away on a trip, so she still had a few more days to enjoy a big empty house to herself.

Heather scampered up the walkway to her front door, her wet bare feet leaving outlines in the cement as she walked. She felt giddy with excitement with the day she had planned tomorrow.

She opened the door, tossed her keys onto the counter and wasted no time pulling the strings of her bikini, tossing them aside, and leaving them in a wet pile on the floor along with her towel.

Heather twirled around, running her hands through her wet hair. It felt great being back in her preferred state. She returned to her door, clicking the metal lock closed.

She ran up the stairs to her room, holding her breasts in her hands as she moved.

Looking through her wardrobe, she began pondering what her choices were for tomorrow. She was certainly craving some attention, but knew she had to play it at least cool enough to get through security.

Flipping through her closet, she made her choice. Heather laid out a pair of short jean shorts and a small bikini top on her bed.

"Perfect!" She whispered to herself. It seemed like an ideal balance of modesty and still getting to show off some skin. She would fit right in.

With that figured out, Heather sat down at her desk, turning on her laptop. She swiftly navigated to a porn site she had bookmarked. The site loaded, displaying a video someone took of her from the farmers market. In the pixilated cellphone video, Heather watched herself walking nude through the crowd, blushing and aroused, eventually allowing a man to feel her body as onlookers gawked.

Heather's chest flushed a rosy hue, as she pinched her nipple with her free hand. She felt herself getting wet. She could still feel the excitement she felt walking nude in such a public place. She imagined the warm cement under her bare feet and the eyes of the crowd caressing every inch of her exposed body.

Her hand traveled down her body and began to rub the warmth between her thighs. Heather let out a quiet moan as she watched the man continue to feel her up in front of the crowd. She looked so small and powerless in his strong hands.

She wondered if anyone else masturbated to videos of themselves.

Heather forced herself to stop. She wanted to save herself, letting this energy continue building for tomorrow. Licking the moisture from her fingers, Heather glanced down at the information block of the video. The real reason why she had this clip bookmarked.

In the time that she'd been hanging out with her friends, she noticed that the view count on the video had increased from one million to almost one and a half million. Half a million more people had now seen her naked.

She blushed as she nervously began to bite her fingernail. Heather got a sense of perverse excitement watching this number grow. She wished there was a way for the entire world to see her naked.

Heather spent the rest of the evening getting her affairs in order. She knew it was going to be hard to sleep that night.

The next day, Heather found herself practically skipping to her car. She was wearing a thin blue summer dress, holding her festival outfit in her hands. It took all the will power she had to not speed on the way back to Nichole's place.

Heather was the last to arrive. Once there, the four friends giggled and hugged each other. The promise of loud music and dancing was on the horizon.

"Ok, what is everyone wearing?" Heather asked.

They held their outfits up. They ranged from bikinis to fishnets and leather straps. Heather was speechless. They were definitely going to turn some heads today.

The group played some music as they danced and poured some drinks to pregame.

After a while, Heather looked up, and noticed that it was just past six. The rave was going to kick off soon.

"Oh, it's almost time!" Heather squealed. "Let's get ready!"

Without saying another word, Heather rushed over to her outfit she'd left near the front door. In one fell swoop she grabbed the hem of her thin sundress, pulling it up over her head, and throwing it onto a nearby chair.

Heather's friends stopped dead in their tracks and watched Heather with wide eyed surprise. They didn't expect their friend to so quickly strip in front of all of them.

Heather smiled as she grabbed her tiny jean shorts, stepping into them and pulling them up her legs. The tight shorts met the resistance of her butt. She giggled and jumped up and down as she slowly pulled them up into place. Her small, perky breasts jiggled delightfully as she pulled on the shorts.

Her friends kept watching as Heather changed into her outfit, Heather smiled and blushed when she noticed her audience. Everyone was grinning ear to ear. Heather couldn't help but notice Jenny looking at her differently than the others. She was smiling like everyone else, but her gaze lingered a bit longer at her nude body. Perhaps involuntarily, Jenny bit her thumb nail as she watched her nude friend.

Heather winked at Jenny as she reached for her bikini top. Turning around, Heather stood topless in Nichole's front window, staring out at the busy street in front of them. She admired her reflection in the window as she flipped the strings of her bikini over her shoulders, and tied them behind her back.

Already revealing in the attention she just received from her friends, Heather felt the familiar buzz of arousal adding to the already present excitement for today's festivities.

She turned around to face her friends.

"Come on nerds! Let's get ready and head out!" Heather exclaimed.

The rest of her friends went to get changed, taking turns in Nichole's bathroom and bedroom. They weren't nearly as bold as Heather.

Heather walked over and admired herself in the mirror. Although she wasn't nude, her outfit left very little to the imagination. She turned around to check out the little peek of her butt cheeks poking out of the bottom of her shorts.

Heather saw Jenny come out of the bathroom in her outfit. Heather's eyes widened at the sight of her friend.

Jenny had dawned a tight pair of leather shorts, a fishnet top with leather straps, and pasties over her nipples.

"Oh my god! You look so hot Jenny!" Heather said, beaming.

Heather grabbed her by one of her leather straps, pulling her next to her in the mirror. The two looked at each other's outfits in the mirror.

"Damn, we look sexy..." Heather teased. Her hands roamed playfully over Jenny's fish nets. Jenny blushed, watching her hands travel up her body.

Finally Nichole also emerged, scantily clad and ready to dance.

They hurriedly rushed out the door, and piled into Heather's car. They took off towards the festival. It was a warm night and they drove with the windows down, playing music and waving to people who noticed them.

Before too long they arrived at the rave. Parking in a large grass field, the group got out of their car, and started walking towards the entrance.

Heather was practically skipping as they made their way towards the festivities. The sound of deep, muffled bass and smell of warm grass filled the air.

The closer they got, the more festival goers started to surround them. They fit right in with all the colorful, skimpy outfits. The group was already beginning to turn some heads. The girls were bubbling with excitement from the attention.

Finally, they reached the queue for the entrance. Hundreds of other young, excited people stood in line. Listening to the music in the distance, all checking each other out, wondering who is going to get to dance with who.

They reached the head of the line. Security checking each group, person by person. Looking in bags and pockets. When it was Heather's turn, the young security guard shyly looked Heather up and down. He cleared his throat, regaining his composure.

"Do you have drugs or weapons on you?" He asked in the most professional tone he could muster.

"Hmmm, no not that I can think of!" Heather responded playfully.

She jokingly padded her back pockets, turning her short's pockets inside out. She looked up at the security guard and smiled. She reached up, grabbing her bikini top, and pulling it away from her breasts just far enough that the security guard got a full view without flashing everyone.

"Nope, nothing here either!" Heather giggled. Her nipples hardened from her little exposure.

The security guard smiled and blushed.

"Ok, you're good to go," He said.

"Thank you!" Heather exclaimed, covering herself back up, and running over to meet her friends waiting inside the event.

"Oh my god, we're in!" Nichole said gleefully. "Where to first?"

The event was a sprawling wonderland of ravers, multiple stages, drink areas, and art exhibits. The four girls spent some time walking around, taking it all in.

Jenny mentioned that a DJ she loved was going to be playing at the purple stage in a little bit, but they had time to grab some drinks first.

After grabbing a round of iced and strongly spiked ice teas, they began heading towards the music. They all agreed that if they became separated during any of the shows that this drink station would serve as their meetup location.

By the time they reached the edge of the crowd, Heather had finished her drink. By now she was feeling quite buzzed, and ready to dance. Hundreds of people all gathered around the covered stage area, as loud heavy bass pulsed through the air. The three all grabbed each other's hands as they began to snake through the crowd.

Jenny led the pack, hell bent on finding a good spot for the show. Heather held the hands of Jenny and Nichole as they led her forward. She loved the feeling of being enveloped by the crowd, shivering whenever her body pressed up against other festival goers.

Finally the group found what they were looking for, a small opening in the crowd close to the stage. The group smiled and started to dance, as they greeted the people around them.

Finally, the DJ that they came to see introduced themselves. Jenny jumped up and down, giggling in delight. Heather smiled, watching her pasty-covered breasts jiggling up and down under her fishnets.

"Damn, Jenny's hot.." Heather thought to herself as she started to dance. The friends took turns dancing solo, dancing together, and rocking their heads back and forth to the loud music. Heavy bass shook the area and the air felt alive.

Heather moved in next to Jenny, continuing to dance.

"Looking good girl!" Heather yelled, her voice nearly drowned out by the music, as she admired her friend's dance moves.

Jenny smiled and laughed. Buzzed and happy, Jenny grabbed her friend tightly in a hug. Their scantily clad bodies pressed together, as they continued to sway to the music. Feeling Jenny's body pressed so tightly against her skin made Heather gasp. She looked up to catch her friend's gaze looking down at her, also admiring the sight of their beautiful young bodies pressed together.

They continued like this for a while, laughing and dancing. Heather hugged her friend from behind, grinding and dancing. Jenny smiled, eyes closed, enjoying the music and sensations.

"Hey, quit hogging her!" Nichole joked, pulling Jenny away to take a turn to dance with her.

Heather, now free, raised her hands above her head, running her fingers through her long, blonde hair, and swaying her hips to the music. Looking around her she noticed a few guys watching her and her friends. Heather winked, waving at them playfully.

The music began to die down, as one DJ finished up their set, and another began splicing in their own music.

"Oh my god, this is so fun!" Heather yelled to her friends.

The group held hands in a circle facing each other while the DJs swapped out.

"Hey Heather, I think this is the longest I've ever seen you with clothing on in quite a while!" Jenny teased.

The group all laughed. Jenny was uninhibited and bold in her words. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but she wasn't wrong.

"Oh yeah?" Heather teased back, "I could change that!"

Without skipping a beat, Heather reached up, grabbed the bottom of her bikini top, and lifted it up, exposing her breasts in the middle of the crowd. Heather reached her arms up, holding her hands behind her head as she danced back and forth, teasing her friends and several onlookers who noticed the topless teen dancing around. Her perky breasts jiggled as she danced. Heather took a moment to squeeze them, pinching her small, pink nipples as she watched people's reactions.

She pulled her bikini back down, covering herself.

"Oh god I shouldn't have done that.." Heather thought to herself.

She felt herself getting turned on again. The familiar, snowballing feeling of excitement and fear giving way to arousal. She had watched the reactions of the people around her drinking in the sight of her cute breasts. She instantly wanted more. Heather was scared she may have just started a chain reaction that she didn't have control over.

One of the friends suggested that they move over to the adjacent stage, as another DJ they knew began to play.

Once again the friends linked hands, snaking through the crowd from one stage to another.

Upon reaching their destination, the group immediately began dancing again.

Heather, still buzzing off of her recent exposure and drinks, began to dance more provocatively than before. Moving her hips sensually back and forth, shaking her ass, and feeling up her body as she danced.

She pulled Jenny in and began grinding on her, rubbing her petite, sweaty body against the leather straps and fishnets of her friend.

Jenny blushed, clearly surprised by the increase in Heather's sexual energy.

"You're so hot!" Heather yelled into her friend's ear as they continued to dance.

Heather wasn't expecting these feelings she felt bubbling up inside of her. Was she attracted to Jenny?

Heather couldn't hold herself back anymore. She slowly traced her fingers up Jenny's fishnets until her hand finally reached her friend's larger, pasty covered breasts. She wished her friend's nipples weren't so cruelly hidden from her behind the stickers.

Heather looked up at Jenny and smiled mischievously as she grabbed a firm handful of Jenny's c-cup breasts. Jenny looked shocked, still dancing and giggling nervously.

"God, your boobs are amazing, I'm so jealous!" Heather teased Jenny.

Jenny, blushing deeply and biting her lip returned the touch. Her body was on fire as she held Heather's small, toned body in her hands. She hadn't been aware of how much of a crush she was beginning to develop on Heather, but it was clear now.

She couldn't contain it anymore. Jenny ran her hands into Heather's soft hair, grabbing the back of her head, and pulled her in. The two continued to rock back and forth to the music as they began feverishly making out. Their hands traveled up and down each other's bodies.

Nichole cheered them on. She couldn't believe their eyes. Several onlookers enjoyed the sight as well, as the two half naked teens tore into each other.

Whether it was the music, the drinks, the outfits, or something else, Heather and Jenny were lost in one another. Half dancing, and half kissing, it was the closest someone could get to fucking with their clothes still on.

Heather couldn't believe it. She had never kissed a girl before, but the feeling of Jenny's soft lips, and wet tongue intertwined with hers was enough to make her moan. Heather continued to feel Jenny's breasts as she began to grind her now wettening pussy against Jenny's thigh. Jenny began doing the same. Their breathing began to grow heavier as they continued.

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