When last we had left Izzy, she was stuck naked in a movie theater auditorium. Well, except for her sneakers and socks. Her clothes had been taken by the usher and she was left stranded and wondering what to do next.
Well, before we continue that series of events, let's go back to the park, to 18 year old Izzy and her self initiation to the world of public nudity adventures.
As we had mentioned before, Izzy had ridden her bike to the park this sunny day, and had taken a break by relaxing in the dugout of the far baseball field. She was surprised to find the park empty on a day like this, but so it was! The park was set down along the lazy river that ran through her local town and city. This section near where Izzy lived was very rural and was never really "busy". The park itself was set back in and was basically surrounded by treelines from the back and right, then by the river in front of her, and way off to the left was a sort of highway that ran along, but that was up a high embankment. The park essentially was her own personal playground!
Izzy had responded to some urge that triggered her sexual curiosity while sitting there in the shade of the little dugout. She had slipped off her shorts and had stepped out into the shining sun. She was wearing her riding slip on sneakers, a t-shirt that cut off at about her belly button, and little white cotton panties with pink stripes. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail. She paused for a moment and looked down at herself. The sun shamelessly illuminating the fact that her bottom outfit was just her underwear. She felt a little spark and her legs gave out just a little, but she quickly recovered. Glancing quickly around the park she confirmed that she was indeed still alone in the open park. (Though at any moment a car or jogger or other cyclist might come in from the access road at the back of the park.)
Izzy's gaze landed at the home plate of the ball field in front of her. It wasn't that far from the entrance gate off from the dugout shelter. A little self-dare, she thought. Walk as she was to the home plate as if she was up for bat! (Maybe the town games would have some more interest if the players had uniforms like Izzy's!) The entrance gate that led onto the field was a few paces out from the dugout, then she's have to double back a little and walk out to where home plate was. There would be no quick dash open to her if she spotted anyone and had to get back to her shorts. Though, she was far enough away from where the park road entrance was, anyone coming in would likely not even notice her - and even if they did, would they even be able to tell what her state of undress really was? The excitement and arousal won out over the risk and she resolved to go for it confidently. She walked, openly and proud - even flaunting her appearance. And then there she was - standing at home plate. She spread her legs, stuck out her ass as she took up her imaginary bat and took a swing! Oops... the catcher must have had his eye on something else because he missed the ball entirely! Izzy laughed at the scene playing in her mind.
There was still no sign of anyone in the park. Izzy knew she was getting more aroused, and not only that, her bravery was solidifying even more as she remained uncaught. She looked out further into the ball diamond and her dare began to take new forms. She wanted to get to first base. But not like she was currently dressed. She needed to go further. Her heart instantly picked up the beat once she started thinking what she was thinking. First base; no shirt. She almost couldn't believe it as she grabbed the bottom of her shirt and hoisted it up and over her head. She balled it up and tossed it off over on the grass along the fence. Now she was ONLY in her underwear! Her panties and a sports type white bra top. She felt another zing work itself from her pussy and ripple out through her limbs. The hairs on her neck even pulled at the excitement! Then she stepped out, and was on her way down the line to first base. When she made it she gave a victorious twirl, showing off again to the invisible crowds cheering in the side bleachers. Did they want more? Did they? She traced her fingers along the edges of her bra top, then gave her breasts a squeeze through the material. They wanted more. SHE wanted more!
She curled her fingertips under the bra and peeled it up and off and with a toss, that too was now laying on the grass! Her hands instinctively cupped and cradled her now exposed boobs. They were not huge, but they were decent handfuls. She jiggled them slightly as she turned to display them to the rest of the still empty park. Her nipples were clearly excited to be out in the open air and sunshine as they stood firm and pointed outward. Looking down at herself as she began to make her way to second base. She was wearing now only her cotton panties, and her bike shoes. Her hands could not help themselves as she walked and they traced her curves, and found themselves moving down her waist and now had found her pussy. She was wet! She was so turned on being out here in the sun - in the open - in this park where she had frequented so often - wearing only panties! Her fingers started to move over her mound and trace over the slit of her pussy lips, gently teasing herself for the next step to come.
Standing now on second base, she was the farthest out now away from her clothes - which also were scattered along the diamond now. She turned out to face the open park and placed her feet apart a little bit. Carefully looking about to see if anyone had snuck in that she might have missed... And no, still all clear. Her heart pounded a little heavier at the thought of her next planned move, which would leave her totally exposed. She slowly slid her fingers inside the elastic band of her panties, and began toying with the fabric. She stretched and tugged and teased herself with them. She gathered the rear fabric together and tugged from behind, wedging tight between her butt cheeks and pulling into her pussy crack. Then letting back looe and tracing the elastic band back to the front, she pulled up hard and the fabric pulled tight and flossed itself deep in between her lips. She could feel the texture of the cloth rub and slide across her clit as she pulled. Looking down she could see her outer lips as they spilled and hugged the wedging underwear. But the time had come, and she now slowly pulled them down, and felt the last snap as the creases of her crotch released their final connection. Once past her knees, they dropped to the ground and she delicately stepped out of them and left them where they lay.
Her left arm and hand found itself cradling and caressing her chest, as her right hand found itself cupping her hot and wet pussy. If she was not careful, her finger may have easily found its way inside herself with as wet as she was, and as he was smoothly shaven as well. Izzy loved the look and feel of a bare, bald pussy. Smooth and glorious. But she pulled her hand away short. She was extremely horny, incredibly turned on, and this game she had been playing had her pussy begging for a release! But the dare must continue, and she wanted to prolong this feeling of aroused tension and anticipation.
