Task 4 - Going Back to Nature Complete

Hey guys, sorry it took so long, finally finished task 4, need to write task 5 soon, going "home" soon to finish packing and may be living with my sister for a bit. But here you go, it felt good to write again and I appreciate all the fans that have stayed during this hard time for me.

Task 4 – Going back to nature

After the failure of my last task, I thought maybe doing one in front of so many strangers so openly was a step too far. So, I decided maybe I needed to take things a little slower. I deciding on still stripping naked, just out in the woods and taking a walk around. There were so many trails in the community that I figured I could still get out in the woods without risking my safety or getting a sharp piece of wood through my foot. I did leave one thing up to chance, can’t have a task too easy that it didn’t make it somewhat challenging.

“Siri, flip a coin,” go figure I didn’t have any change on me and I figured heads, I would do the task early in the morning and if it were tails I would do it late at night which seemed the safer option being in the dark, “heads.”

“Shit…”

I wasn’t sure what was worst, having to wake up early in the morning for a task, or having to do it while it was light out and pray no one was up early enough to possibly catch me. Although it was a little scary, the idea was so arousing, I decided to do it the very next morning. I didn’t have to show up to work till 10:30, which felt like all the time in the world to fulfill this task. I’d like to say I slept well and woke up energized, but I had a hard time sleeping at all I was so excited. So excited, I put on some clothes, shoes and a backpack and headed out into the world. It was so early, even my parents weren’t awake yet, which was a weird change of pace for me being up earlier than them.

I made things very simple, a hoodie and running shorts were the only clothes that covered my body, I know I was playing it a little safe, but even bottomless, my hoodie covered enough so that most people wouldn’t know the difference if they caught me and I had to cover myself fast. I still felt pretty naked and weird going up before the sun rose, but it did give me the time to think of what path I wanted to walk. There was one out behind the lake downtown, that seemed safe, but had a feeling some runners used it early in the morning. The one by my house seemed like an idea, but this early on a weekday, people may be heading to school and so close to the houses, someone may catch m from a nearby window and I would never know until rumors spread around.

The last path was a little walk away but most if it was well hidden and only had houses currently being built close by with no occupants just yet. It did come close to the street that led to the local high school, but hopefully I would be early enough that the risk was little that anyone would be going to school just yet to see me. So that’s exactly where I headed. Walking down the street towards the path almost felt like something out of 28 Days Later, like no one in the world existed except for me and I decided to make things a little bit more exciting by stripping right there in the middle of the street and stuffing my clothes into my backpack, except for my shoes.

It felt liberating, exciting and yet terrifying all at the same time stripping so publicly. Even though my clothes were still with me right at my back, they felt so far away being zipped inside and thinking of the time it would take to get them out and back on. Walking down the road towards the path set at the back of the community almost felt comical while doing it naked. You’d think it was perfectly normal as I walked around looking like I didn’t have a care in the world. I mean in a way I didn’t, but I still remembered that this was a sexual task I had been given. I almost just wanted to kneel down and masturbate right there wondering who would catch me and what they would do with me if they did.

“Probably call the police on a flasher masturbating in the middle of the road,” I thought to myself.

Well, that was the possible reality, my mind fantasized of some pervert watching me from his window, taking pictures and masturbating while I fingered myself to a gut-wrenching orgasm. Or thinking of the sexual favors I’d have to give to keep people quiet, the amount of both men and women I’d have to orally please to not get arrested or blackmailed. I had always loved the idea of being controlled and this just added fuel to the fire between my legs. Although there was no one driving around the community, it was close enough to the highway that I could hear cars driving in the distance, a few honks made me flinch thinking the cars were much closer than I thought and the honks were meant for me.

There was a house being worked on that was nearly done next to the path into the woods and I had an idea. The task was to walk into the woods naked, but it didn’t say anything about having or not having orgasms and I really needed one. I took a seat on the finished steps of the house in front of the door, eager to find some much-needed relief. The feeling was rather strange when I took a seat on the cold concrete of the steps, between the cold, smooth texture on my bare butt or being naked in front of a stranger’s house, outside…well, ok so it was all pretty strange, but so arousing at the same time.

Let’s be honest, the fear of being caught has always been arousing to me, to be in such a compromising position, while being so exposed and vulnerable pushed all of my buttons in every way. Although I knew if I was to really be caught, fear would wipe out my arousal all together, not to mention in the real world, I doubt things would turn out like they would in a fantasy. A person who caught me wouldn’t blackmail me with sexual favors to be quiet, they would probably call the police about a crazy girl masturbating naked in front of a house. Those police wouldn’t do the same, but just take me in and lock me up, tell my parents and I’d be a sex offender with a ruined life.

Not to say fantasies weren’t whirling through my mind as I slowly teased my body into arousal. Over the last few months, I really started to take my time and really start to learn about my body. Brushing my fingers over my lips sent shivers of arousal, maybe making me imagine the feeling of someone’s lips on my own or a hard cock teasing my mouth waiting to penetrate my innocent looking mouth. My nipples and bottoms of my breasts have been getting more sensitive as well and the brush across the tips or the tips of my fingers tracing along the bottoms of my boobs would set a fire between my legs. Tracing my nails over my inner thighs felt like a tease and created an arousing itch between my legs, it wasn’t till recently I realize I could tease myself as much as another person could.

It probably wasn’t the best place to take my time, but I just couldn’t help it. I wanted the best orgasm I could possibly have out here and not regret just having the bare minimum of experience. I took off my bag and laid it on the stairs, laying on my back and fully enjoying my hands and nails roaming over my bare skin and exposed, vulnerable body. It didn’t take long till I was soaking wet and feeling so far away from everyone, I didn’t hide my sounds of pleasure like I normally would.

When I started to tease my thighs, my hips would involuntarily thrust upwards as if my pussy was begging for attention, my back arching as well as my hard nipples wanted to be touched as well. I couldn’t hold back any longer and let my body get the pleasure it needed, my right hand rubbing my clit and my left teasing my nipples and groping my sensitive breasts, licking my lips and closing my eyes as if I were laying in my own bed without a care of being caught. My legs spread wider, bending with my feet flat on the second step pushing my ass upwards trying to get more contact somehow, lifting me half into the air. Any person if they had passed by would have just seen my spread legs, and fingers furiously rubbing my clit.

“Mmmm, yes, yes, yes! Fuck! Fuck!” I was screaming in pleasure without thought as I came so hard with an orgasm that wasn’t stopping while my hands kept rubbing my pussy with a mind of their own, I didn’t want the feeling to end.

Even in the chilly morning air, I still had a light sweat all over my body. I sat up slowly, the blood rushing to my head and looked down to almost have a panic attack when I couldn’t fine my backpack. Then I looked a few feet to my left and saw it laying in one of the bushes, I guess I accidentally kicked it and it fell over, not far, but far enough out of sight that it made me panic. Did it vanish? Is someone playing a tricking on me? Did someone catch me? See me? How am I going to get home? All these things rushed into my head even though I knew my bag was right there.

Honk!

Hearing a horn in the distance definitely brought my back to reality, along with temporarily quenching my arousal and allowing my logical brain to think once again. My arm immediately shot up to cover my bare breasts and my legs closed to conceal my soaking pussy, as if either were going to help if I had actually gotten caught. I grabbed my bag and stood up on wobbly legs, I had to finish this task, I still had to get to work and it was getting to a time when I may actually get caught. I just wish I didn’t feel like Bambi just being born as I made my way to the path to the woods.

I definitely felt more covered once I got in an area with more trees, but at the same time I also felt exposed, not knowing how may be able to see me in the distance since there were still houses close by and the high school in the not so far distance. I wasn’t sure if my shaky legs were from the orgasm I just had or the fear of being caught at any moment. The straps on my backpack weren’t helping as they were rubbing against the sides of my now, painfully sensitive breasts.

After walking along the path for a bit, my mind started to get a bit at ease, it’s strange the kind of things you can get used to, the nudity was almost feeling natural. That was until I heard footsteps coming towards me and I immediately ducked off the path and behind a tree, crouching into the dirt and praying they just run past me without noticing a thing, I couldn’t help but shut my eyes, thinking if the world was dark for me, it would be dark for them as well. I didn’t know if my brain made the sounds of their steps seem to slow down or they were and they found me, but to my relief the steps never stopped and began to quiet into the distance. I thought of putting my clothes back on, but something stopped me from chickening out this early in the task.

As I got up and brushed the dirt off of me, I wondered if that was the first of many runners that came down this path, if the runner was going to go down and come back, or if anything other surprises were around the corner for me. That’s exactly what I got, with the trees, my heart beating in my ears and the fact I had never been on this path before, I came to a slight clearing that was a little too familiar, it looped around just close enough to the town sign, the interstate and the road to the high school I graduated from along with a small crew working on some kind of electrical box on the corner.

I immediately turned so that my back was facing the crew and I hoped that my backpack and the concrete sign were concealing my state of dress, that to the workers, I was just a girl, maybe a student, walking around with her backpack, maybe getting to school early for some reason beyond their knowledge. I just slowly walked and started heading down the path, I wanted to put my hoodie on, run down, but feared that any quick motion would grab their attention. Just as the path started to curve, although I was still holding my breath, I gave a sigh of relief as I felt I was slowly getting out of sight, if I wasn’t far enough away as it was.

Once I felt far enough away, I dropped my bag on the ground and got the guts to turn around and look back, I couldn’t see them but I could see a bit of the highway still. I wasn’t sure what I was thinking, but I started slowly walking back, with each step I felt like I was about to be exposed, I was terrified, but at the same time got more and more turned on. I knew the only way I would keep going was to star aroused and began playing with my nipples and slipping a finger between the folds of my pussy and rubbing myself too. My mind was in a fog as each step drew me closer to exposure and before I knew it, on the verge of another orgasm, I was out in clear sight, far enough that I didn’t know how much detail could be seen but still in view.

I could see the men working in the distance, 4 of them to the side of the truck, the front of their van facing in my direction. I watched them and continued to play with myself, a part of me wanted them to catch me, grab me, fuck me and leave me in the woods, spent with their cum spilling out of me.

“Just turn around, just turn around and look at me,” I was getting closer and closer by the second, crouching a little bit and shoving two fingers inside of myself, “come and fuck me, use me, make me a slut, watch me cum, please.”

My legs started buckling, my orgasm was on the edge of release and as I did, this time biting my lip not to scream, the passenger door of the van opened and out popped another man I hadn’t noticed before and I practically gushed right there out of surprise and terror that he may had been watching me the whole time and I stumbled backwards, falling on my ass thinking I had really been caught. I crawled backwards back towards my bags, my legs numb out of exhaustion or fear, again I couldn’t tell. I immediately got my clothes and put them on and sat there till the feeling came back.

When I did get up, I meekly walked back, since that was the only path, I knew to get back, worried of the humiliation I was about to face with the crew there. Thinking the guy obviously saw, told the others, and they were waiting there to maybe see more. I wasn’t sure if I was disappointed or not when they were all gone, but as I looked at my phone, I knew I had to get back before I was going to be late for work, I really needed a shower. That was the end of task number 4.