This is another story in the continuing saga of Janie an eighteen year old college freshman who loves to show herself off. She has an average frame of 5'5" and weighs 115. Her golden blond hair falls just above her shoulders and she has a fantastic body with a tight little pussy. She doesn't have a very big chest big but her boobs are perfectly shaped and very firm.
She has a weakness for dares and her best friend, Eric, always tries to see how far he can get her to go with each new dare. So far she has accepted every one that he has come up with.
It was getting late on Saturday night when my phone rang.
"Janie, what are you doing?"
"Nothing much, just watching some TV."
"Do you want to come over to my place and hang out?"
"Sure thing, I'll be right over."
"One thing, I dare you to walk here completely naked!"
I should have known better. Nothing is ever simple with Eric. I was pretty bored and the idea sounded exciting, but it meant walking all the way to the other side of campus naked.
"Well, I guess it is dark out. Why not. I'll see you in a few."
I hung up the phone and headed to the bathroom to put on some makeup. I might not be wearing any clothes, but I still want to look good!
After getting myself ready I stripped off my clothes and carefully poked my head out of my dorm room to check the hallway. Since it was already late just about everyone was out for the night so most of campus would be pretty quiet. I felt liberated as I crept out of my room and felt the cool air of the hallway rush across my naked body. My nipples sprang to attention.
As I walked down the hall to the stairs I could hear voices ahead of me. I didn't want to get caught so I ran the rest of the way and slipped into the stairwell. Just as the door closed behind me I saw a group of girls walking past. That was a close call. My heart was racing. I leaned against the wall and tried to catch my breath. After a few minutes I felt collected enough to keep going.
The cold concrete of the stairs against my feet sent chills through my body with every step. Fortunately, the doorway leading out of the stairwell was a one-way exit-only door that put me at the back of the building so I wouldn't have to walk past security.
The warm night air washed over me as I finally stepped outside. The whole courtyard was bathed in light so I hustled across until I hit the tree lined walkway. I figured that if I could stay close to the trees I would have a hiding spot if I saw anyone coming.
The grass felt warm and soft and my confidence grew with every step. I was actually starting to get a little turned on thinking that anyone could see my naked body right now. Occasionally, my hand would slide between my legs and caress my pussy as I walked across campus. This was going to be a good night.
When I got to the middle of campus I encountered my biggest challenge. There was a large open field with no trees. I was feeling pretty good about myself at this point so I decided to go right through the middle.
I had only made it about 20 feet into the field when I saw a red flashing light coming from behind me.
An authoritative female voice rang out.
"Stop right there young lady!"
I froze.
"Turn around and put your hands above your head!"
I did as I was told and slowly turned to face the officer. The lights from the police car danced across my body as I stood there with my hands behind my head.
The female officer stood there with her hand on her holster. She wore a dark blue button down police shirt with an unflattering matching blue pleated skirt that fell below her knees.
I was trembling as she approached me and forcefully took my arm into her hand. She pulled my arms down and I felt cold metal close against my wrists with a loud click.
"You're under arrest for public indecency. We don't tolerate this type of behavior around her missy. I'm going to have to take you in to the station."
Before I knew it I was squirming around in the backseat of a police car that was whisking me off to jail.
Since the college town I lived in was pretty small the police station was a fairly small building. I was left to stand in the corner of the waiting room as she chatted with the desk officer. It looked like she had a little smile on her face when she finally came over to get me.
"It's just not your night little lady. We're all out of holding cells so we're going to have to put you in the drunk tank for the night. You can post bail in the morning and then you'll be free to go."
"Do you have anything that I can cover myself up with?"
"You should have thought about that before you left your dorm, don't you think?"
She led me down a brightly lit hallway until we reached a large steel door. The door groaned open as she pushed me in. I heard keys jingling behind me as I stood in the middle of the cell.
"Shoot. I must have left my keys at home. Don't worry, I'll be back to let you out of those cuffs in a little bit. Make yourself comfy Honey. It's going to be a long night."
The door slammed shut behind her as she left.
The cell was a large square room with painted cinder block walls and two large fluorescent lights that bathed me in an uncomfortably bright yellow light. There were three long metal benches running parallel across the room. Two of them were up against opposite walls and the third ran between them in the center of the room.
I took a seat on the bench in the far corner and wondered how I was going to get myself out of this.
I sat there for about 15 minutes when the door groaned open again.
"I don't know why you keep doing this to yourself Mr. Johnson but we're going to keep you here until your wife comes and picks you up."
The door slammed shut again and a drunken man stumbled to the nearest bench. He sat there with his head down for a while before he finally looked up and saw me across the room. His eyes grew wide and he shook his head a little as if to make sure that I was real.
He was actually a handsome man. He looked to be about six feet tall with an average build. He had short brown hair that lay tussled across his head. He was wearing a pair of khaki pants and a golf shirt that fit snugly against his chest.
I figured that I was safe in a police station so I decided to have a little fun with him.
I pretended not to notice him there and struggled to make myself comfortable in the cuffs. As I squirmed around on the bench I thrust my chest out at him and let my legs drift apart enough for him to get a good look.
A dopey grin crawled across his face as he pushed himself up off the bench and stumbled in my direction.
He held his arm out and took my chin in his hand pushing my face up to meet his eyes. We stared at each other for a moment as his other hand moved towards my breasts. The cell was chilly so my nipples were hard as rocks. The warmth of his hand pressed against my flesh sent a shiver through my body. I released a little moan as he stood there massaging my breasts.
His hand let go of my chin and started to unbuckle his belt. I heard his zipper opening but I kept my eyes locked onto his.
He removed his hand from my chest and took my head with both of his hands pulling my gently towards him. I looked down and saw his hard cock right in front of me.
I opened my mouth as he pushed past my lips resting his throbbing penis on my tongue. I closed my lips around him and pushed my face further into his crotch.
My tongue slide across the bottom of his cock as I took him into me. I slowly brought my face back up his cock and let my tongue dance on the tip before sliding back down his shaft.
"Oh yeah. That feels good."
I worked my head up and down his cock as he stood there with my head in his hands. He began to thrust his hips into me pushing himself deeper into my mouth. I wanted to reach out and hold him but I couldn't.
I felt so helpless.
His cock twitched and filled my mouth with his cum. He quickly pulled out of my mouth as a second spurt of cum shot out and landed on my forehead.
"Thanks babe, that was real nice."
He pulled his pants back up and took his seat across the room leaving me sitting there with his cum dripping down my face.
After a little while the door opened again and I heard a voice say.
"Come on Mr. Johnson, your wife is here for you."
Mr. Johnson gave me a little wink as got up to leave.