Girls don't need modesty: Lexie's Sacrifice (Part 2 - 12/3)

[mavfan1]

Give me kitty and pussy all day……please! The words that take me out of it are the archaic UK term cunny, because I never heard it until I read stories in my 30s and the terms that sound deragatory, or like a crude 12 yr old came up with it.

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[Somebody]

Look I'm not a mod here or anything, you don't have to do what I say, but bumping stories like this really messes with my ability to go "hmm what's updated since the last time I was here?"

[darklord66]

can't wait for the airport and flight and everything, and then school because of her decision without thinking

[computerphoto]

can't wait for the airport and flight and everything, and then school because of her decision without thinking

I agree those parts are going to end up being very interesting, and I also can't wait to see how it all ends up.

[perseus]

The next couple of days before our trip were the most awkward of my life; having to spend them completely naked was SO embarrassing! I mostly hid in my room; Emma would hang out with me most of the time, constantly thanking me for my clothes. I loved her, but she was driving me a little crazy. My brothers, Deacon and Calvin, would wolf whistle every time I saw them. That wasn’t so bad; it was when they would pinch or slap my bare butt. That was much worse. They would always say, “Looking good, sis!” They always teased me. Since they were so close in age, they were always close. My sister, Candy, and I are farther apart in age, so we never had the same interests at the same time. It always felt like both of our brothers were against us two girls apart. Don’t get me wrong, I love my brothers and never felt like they ever bullied me; they just always seemed to be on the same page when it came to teasing us. And now that I’m naked, I have their constant attention.

The worst part of it all was dinner. Having to eat at the table, naked, with my family was embarrassing enough. It was my aunt and uncle that was the problem. Seeing my uncle glancing at my breasts all dinner was probably the most embarrassing. Everyone was, even my parents. I guess I couldn’t blame them; even I would look down at my nipples often. They were always hard. I tried to cover myself, but Mom wouldn’t let me. On top of her constant reminder that I did need to be modest, she said that everyone was going to see me anyway, so there was no use covering. I knew she was right, but I still hated her saying it. But never once did I think of trying to go back on the deal; I wanted this vacation too badly. And I didn’t want to disappoint my family. Especially Emma, who is so happy to be going.

I actually take it back; the worst part wasn’t dinner, it was my baths. My brothers continued to bathe me. They were just as thorough as the first night. They got their fingers over every inch of my body. Decon would pay special attention to cleaning my…kitty. It was SO embarrassing, but they were gentle, and it felt nice. Especially at the end when they washed my privates last. The best was after my bath; my brothers were still bathing Candy too. She would cry and complain, but Mom said she needed to learn a lesson.

The night before the trip, my brother shaved me again. I didn’t really need it, but Mom insisted. This time it was just my brothers and Emma watching, so it wasn’t as embarrassing. I didn’t have a lot of hair before, but I had to admit that it felt nice to be completely bare down there. Even though it did show me off more. Emma even admitted to me, after the first night, that she started shaving in the shower. But she used a normal razor.

I woke up at 3am, the morning of our trip. We weren’t leaving for the airport until 5, but I couldn’t fall back asleep. I could hear my brothers moving around in their rooms. I’m sure Emma was up too; she and her parents stayed in the guest room. Only my sister was still fast asleep; that girl could sleep through a tornado. There was too much excitement. But in my case, I wasn’t sure if it was excitement or nerves. We were flying, and I was naked. But I kept telling myself that there was no way my parents were actually going to make me go through the airport naked, let alone the entire trip. They would for sure make me be naked in the hotel rooms we stayed in, maybe even on the ride to the airport. But not something so extreme as being in public. My mom just wanted to scare me and show me off a little. She was always trying to get my sister and me to be comfortable with our bodies.

After lying in bed for a while, I grabbed the only item I was taking with me, a small bag of bathroom stuff. Toothpaste, mouthwash, and travel shampoo. It was a cute tiny backpack, my favorite little bag, but it wouldn’t cover me, even if I wore it on my front instead of my back. I was nervous. I was nearly shaking. I decided to wait at the front door.

My cousin Emma was already there when I got there.

“I couldn’t sleep either.” Emma said. “I’m just too excited! I’ve never flown before!”

“I’m not sure if I’m excited or nervous about today,” I said, motioning over my naked body.

“Oh yeah, I’m already used to you being naked. I feel bad having your clothes in my bag.” Emma jostled her roller bag some.

“Don’t feel bad already! If they weren’t in your bag right now, we wouldn’t be going on this trip. Besides, Mom would say that they aren’t my clothes anymore.” Saying that didn’t make me feel less jealous, seeing her standing there in my tank top. Knowing she had on a pair of my panties underneath. Only my bras were too small. I could see her nipples pointing through the thin white tank top. I could even faintly see the outline of her nipples. It looked like she didn’t know. I didn’t feel the need to tell her at that moment.

“Did you pack anything extra? For me to wear for the airport?” I asked with some hope that my mom had her take more clothes than she needed for me to wear.

“Well…um… Aunt Clara said that I should pack light and only take enough for myself.” Emma looked at me with sympathy in her eyes. “Is your mom mad at you?”

“No, she just gets this way whenever one of us promises to do something. She makes sure we follow through. She does this with my brothers too; they just haven’t given their wardrobe away before.”

“I bet you Aunt Clara won’t make you actually go naked for the whole trip. They probably won't let you on the plane like that!”

“I think you’re right, but my mom seems like she's serious. AHH!” I felt a sharp pinch on my naked butt cheek. I spun around to see Calvin, laughing. “Hey! Just because I’m naked doesn’t mean you can just pinch me!”

“Why not? It’s so cute and pinchable! Unlike your hair, have you seen yourself this morning?”

“What are you talking about?” I asked.

“It’s true, Lex. You’ve got bedhead.”

Emma took out her pocket mirror and showed me what I looked like. I was so nervous about the idea of being naked, I forgot to comb my hair.

“Come on, I’ll do your hair for you.” Emma grabbed my arm and led me to the couch. She sat down and scooted back as far as she could; her legs were open wide as she patted the cushion in between. “Come on, sit down.”

I sat between her legs; we both fit easily. We were the two smallest girls in class. We could be mistaken for younger girls had it not been for our breasts. I remembered being so proud of them; they looked bigger on my small frame. That was before I had to show them to everyone, though. Now I was wishing they weren’t so obvious. Now my body was telling conflicting stories about my age; my breasts said I’m a teen, barely, but still a teen. My completely bare nether regions told another story.

Emma took out a small brush from her purse and started brushing my hair. I had to admit, it felt nice. It had been a while since my mom did my hair. I always found an excuse not to let her. “Maybe just a simple ponytail.”

“No way! I’m going to make your hair look cute! You never know if we’ll meet a hot guy! You’ll want to look your best!”

“Yeah, I’m sure that will happen.” I said sarcastically. Emma started brushing my hair; it felt nice. I had to admit, there were aspects of my baths and having my hair brushed that were nice; it felt good to be pampered. To just let go and have others take care of you. Even though they liked to pick on me, I felt loved by my family. There was another thing that felt nice too: sitting between Emma’s legs, and with her wearing shorts, the skin of her legs against mine made me feel closer to her. I suppose that I felt that on some level when my brother gave me my baths too.

I could feel her braiding my hair, but I was lost in my own thoughts. Being close to my cousin made me feel less nervous about what I might face today. My mom will crack, I know she will. Dad too; there’s no way he’ll let his little girl go naked in public.

“There! Done! Go see! I think it's so cute!” Emma proudly said.

I had a bad feeling about the tone in Emma’s voice. I bounced up from the couch and went to the half bathroom we had on the first floor. I was in shock at what she did to my hair. I had two braided pigtails! With little red bows at the end of each! She made me look like a child!

“Emma! I look like a little girl!” I said, coming out of the bathroom. “I haven't had pigtails in years! I can’t have my hair like this!”

“You look adorable with them! You have to keep it!”

“Oh dear! You look so cute!" my mom said, coming downstairs with her bags. “You have to keep it anyway; we don’t have time for you to redo it.”

Again, I kept telling myself that I would get clothes for the airport, trying to calm down. “Fine, but I look rid…AHHH!” I screamed as I left the bathroom and went back into the hallway to the front door. In my fretting about my hair and how young it made me look, I didn’t notice that someone had knocked on the front door. And my brother answered it! Standing at the front door was a complete stranger! I jumped back into the bathroom to hide. “Who’s that!?” I yelled.

“Why the screaming so early in the morning?" My dad asked, coming downstairs.

“Lexie, calm down. That’s our driver; he’s taking us to the airport.” My mom answered.

“We aren’t driving!?”

“For as long as we’ll be gone, this is cheaper. Not get out here and apologize."

“What!?”

“I said get out here and apologize for being rude.”

I pleaded at my mom with my eyes, begging to stay in the bathroom.

“Come on! We have to get moving soon.”

I knew there was no changing her mind. I kept my legs as tightly together as I could and shuffled my way out to the hall. I covered my breasts with one arm, and the other was between my legs, covering my bald vulva.

“Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry! I didn’t realize I was too early!” The driver said.

“Not at all! You are right on time! My daughter is just being dramatic. Lexie, stop standing like that; you look silly.”

“Mom! Please!” I begged.

“Do as your mom says.” "My dad," he said from behind me. “This is going to be a long trip if you walk like that the whole time.”

With both my parents against me and my brothers and Emma watching, I lowered my arms and let them hang at my sides. I kept my legs as tightly together as I could as I faced the driver. Letting him see me, full frontal. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude.” My heart was pounding; a stranger was now seeing me, completely naked.

“That’s alright, miss.”

I could see the driver was uncomfortable. I’m sure the last thing he expected to see this morning was my naked body. He looked like he was more uncomfortable than I was.

“I didn’t realize I was early. I’ll wait by the shuttle.” The driver said.

“Nonsense. You’re right on time. If it seems that our Lexie here is a little underdressed, I assure you she’s fully clothed. As clothed as she will be.” My mom stood beside me and put her arm around my shoulder as I was still facing the man. Her face was beaming with pride. “Lexie is the most generous girl her age. She donated all of her clothes to her cousin there. Even knowing it would leave her with nothing. Isn’t that right, Lexie?”

I blushed. It was killing me for my mom to draw so much attention to me, especially when naked.

It was then that my little sister finally came downstairs. Bag in hand. Now we were all accounted for. The driver helped my family take their bags out to the large van. I got to watch, since I didn’t have anything other than my tiny backpack. I did really get the sense that my mom was proud of me, but I started to sulk that we were getting closer to leaving for the airport and she still wasn’t offering me anything to wear. She might have gotten the driver to accept a naked girl, but there was no way the airport would. I didn’t bother to cover; the driver already saw me, and I knew I couldn’t get away with it anyway. I would catch him looking at me often. Thankfully, it was still dark outside, so none of the neighbors would be up to see me.

Finally we were on the road to the airport. Still no clothes. Just my shoes and red ribbons in my hair. My brothers pulled me into their row, which was right behind the driver and passenger seats. My dad was in the front with the driver, and Mom, Emma, and Candy were in the back row. My brothers sat me between them, right in the view of the driver through the rearview mirror. I was sure he could see my bare breasts.

“Be happy, Lex.” Deacon said, sensing my sulking. “We have our whole vacation ahead of us! Thanks to you!” Deacon started poking my sides. I was extremely ticklish there, and they both knew it.

“Yeah, sis. It's not fair if we’re happy and you’re not.” Calvin added, also poking my sides.

“Ah! Stop it, you two! You know… AHHAHA! I hate that!” Mom! Make them stop!”

“Lexie, quiet down; the driver needs to focus on the road.”

Mom was no help. And my brothers didn’t stop. Now they were tickling my sides in earnest, as I struggled to keep my laughing under control.

“We’ll just keep tickling you until you’re in a better mood, Lex.” Deacon said. My mom completely ignored his words.

I twisted and turned in my seat, trying to get away, but it was useless. Feeling the fabric of the cushion against my naked butt and my brother’s fingers reminded me of how naked and exposed I was. I could feel my breasts bouncing and jiggling as I struggled.

“HAHA! AHHH! AHAHA! Please wait! Let me breathe!” They finally let up, but I could tell they were just waiting for me to get my breathing under control. “Emma, help! Do something!”

Do something she did.

“Sure, I’ll help!” She grabbed my left arm and pulled up and pinned it against the seat behind me.

“What are you doing!?” But I didn’t get to focus on why Emma was restraining my arm, because I felt a hand on my other arm, doing the same. “Mom!?”

“Your brothers are just trying to help improve your mood. Calvin’s right, you deserve to laugh more than any of us. Go ahead, boys.

With my arms up and pinned, I was more exposed than ever. I was so shocked, I couldn’t even protest. My brothers looked at me with hungry eyes and huge grins on their faces. I kept my legs clamped shut as much as I could, but the rest of me was wide open.

“Wait….AHAHAHAHA! I’m ticklish there!! HAHAHA!” I begged as my brothers attacked my armpits, the most ticklish part of my body. They all knew that too. My mom and cousin deliberately exposed my most sensitive areas. I continued to struggle to no avail. “HAHAHA! PLEASE!!”

“Shh, Lexie. The driver is trying to concentrate.” My mom would say. Still holding my arm.

I could see the driver looking at me often through the rearview mirror. There wasn’t much for him to concentrate on, other than my bouncing breasts; the road was deserted at this time.

My brothers finally let up, after several minutes, to let me rest. That's when I noticed that my legs were spread and being held open by my brother's legs. While I was twisting and turning, they hooked their legs over mine and pulled them apart. I didn’t think the driver could see, but it was still really embarrassing to be exposed like that.

They began tickling me again, but this time my thighs. More specifically, my inner thighs. Not my most ticklish area, but still pretty ticklish. This time I was able to keep my laughs to giggles. I struggled as much as I could, but I was pinned and spread open. Deacon kept tickling higher and higher. The back of his hand brushed up against my vagina several times. I couldn’t do anything about it.

“Alright boys, that's enough; we’re almost there.” My dad turned back to tell them. I was still being held open, and he got a good long look at me completely exposed.

My family finally let me go; I snapped my legs shut as fast as I could. Deacon wiped the back of his hand on the seat, then winked at me. I burned with shame; I hoped he wouldn’t notice, but all the intimate tickling got me worked up. I could feel the moisture between my legs.

Traffic started to increase as we got closer to the airport, and I was still naked except for shoes. My heart was now pounding out of my chest. I expected my mom to give me something any minute now. At this point, I would take a large shirt. The shuttle pulled into the departures area; the driver parked and got out to unload our luggage from the back. Deacon opened the sliding door, and I never felt so exposed. Luckily there was no one near the van, but people were all over the place. Unloading their own luggage and entering through the many doors of the airport. I allowed Calvin to crawl over me and get out. Emma and Candy followed my brothers. I finally broke down and decided to ask my mom to finally give me something. I realized that she might have been waiting for me to ask. I grabbed her arm before she could get out.

“What’s wrong, Lexie?” She asked with some concern. As if it wasn’t obvious.

“You win, okay? Can you just give me whatever you brought before I step outside?”

“What are you talking about, honey?”

“You have something I can wear, right? I can’t go out there like this!” I motioned over my naked breasts.

“Of course you are. What did you think you were going to wear?”

My mouth hung open. I had truly believed that she wasn’t actually going to make me go out in public naked.

“I’m naked.”

“Yeah, and that was your decision. One that I’m very proud of you for making, but remember what I said? You need to commit to your choice. Your father and I will be right here with you, but you are going out there like you are now. Naked. And naked is what you will be for the whole trip.”

My head started swimming; as my mom was saying words to me, I began to hear them as mumbles. I felt like I might fall over. “I don’t think I can do this; everyone will see me!”

“You gave your clothes away, did you not?”

I nodded my head.

“Every last bit of it? Even your underwear?”

Again I nodded.

“And why did you do that?”

“Because I didn’t want Emma to end up like I am now; she couldn’t handle it.”

“No, I don’t believe she could. But you can, and I think you knew that. That's why you gave her everything. You chose to be naked, for her, for us. Be proud of your sacrifice. No one in this airport is as brave as you.”

With my chest heaving up and down, I nodded my head again. Holding back tears. I put myself in this situation, and now the reality of it was here.

“I wanted to talk to you about something real quick.”

I was just told that I would for sure be walking through this airport completely naked, except for my shoes. I could hear my heart pounding in my head, but I was doing everything I could to focus on my mom’s words.

“I won’t force you, but I don’t think you should try to cover yourself.”

“I…uh.”

“You’ll just draw more attention to yourself. Be confident; you have a beautiful body. Don’t be afraid to show it. People will look; let them. The sunset isn’t modest; neither should you be.”

I couldn’t find the words for an answer; my mom just kissed me on the forehead and got out of the van, waving me out as well.

I stepped out; my family had all grabbed their bags, and I had my small backpack. The feeling of the cool morning air on my naked skin was surreal. I was completely exposed and in public! What's worse is that I had pigtails and bows in my hair that made me look younger. And with my hairless sex, I would have looked like a naked little girl if not for my breasts. I never felt more vulnerable in my life. How was I going to get through this! Would they even let me on the plane?

“Whoa! Look at that! What’s she doing!”

I looked to my left and saw a group of young men looking at me with wide eyes. I yipped and covered my breasts with one arm and my crotch with the other. I broke already. I wasn’t brave; I was a naked girl, vulnerable and scared. It wasn’t just them; others were looking too, all around me. I couldn’t cover my butt, so no matter where I turned, I was giving someone a show. I caught a glimpse of my parents; my dad winked at me and smiled, and my mom looked a little disappointed. I think my dad was trying to support me, and my mom expected more.

“Look at Lexie! You don’t seem to have enough hands! Haha!” My sister, Candy, was enjoying my predicament. “It’s a little warm out here; I think I put on too many layers! You’re lucky, Lexie; you don’t have this problem.”

“That’s enough, Candy. Or I’ll make you strip down to nothing, and we’ll leave your suitcase right here.” My mom stepped in. It shut my sister up. But my brothers were still giggling at my situation. My mom said nothing about that.

It took all of my willpower, but I pried my arms away from my body and let them hang at my sides. It was only then that I realized that my nipples were hard and stood like two little erasers. The palm of my other hand was wet; my body was betraying me. But I was doing it; I was standing out in the open, naked and no longer covered. People were staring but going on about their business. My mom smiled at this.

My legs were weak, though, and my head still felt swimmy. My brain was telling me that I should be standing in my bathroom or my own room. Not out in the open in public.

“Alright, everyone got their bags? Let's go!” My dad said. We moved as a group; I did my best to stay in the middle so I would be covered on some level. The experience of being naked in public was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. This was nothing like being naked in my backyard. Plenty of people had seen me and were gawking at me. But many more seemed to not notice or ignored me completely, lost in their own business. We got in line at our airline's ticket counter. Soon there were other groups that got in line behind us. I could feel their eyes on my butt. It was a struggle, but I managed to keep my arms at my sides.

“Wow, some people take traveling light a little too far.” I heard a voice behind me say.

“Yeah, but this naked waking up early is worth it; she looks young, and that's a gorgeous little butt!”

I burned red with shame. They sounded like young guys, older than my brothers, but still young. Emma nudged my arm. “You're turning so many heads!" She whispered in my ear. I did my best to scowl at her, but she only winked at me. I suspected that I looked more cute than angry, with my hair in pigtails and ribbons.

We got to the ticket agents to check in and leave our bags. It was a young woman whose eyes went wide when she saw me but didn’t say anything otherwise. I expected her to say that there was a dress code and demand that I wear something, but it appeared my nudity was alright with her. She printed off our boarding passes, which my dad kept, took our bags, and put them on the conveyor belt behind her. Even though it offered no covering at all, I felt more naked without it. Now I had nothing but my shoes and the two little bows in my hair.

We made our way to the security line. I tried my best to stay in the middle of our group, but people could still see me. Being naked here didn’t have the same feeling as being naked in my room or bathroom, or even my living room. The feeling of vulnerability was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. If I wasn’t surrounded by my family, I would have been a nervous wreck. I made sure to keep my eyes on my dad, who was leading our group. I had flown once before, so I knew what to expect from going through security. I was hoping that I could just walk on through. I mean, I was naked; what could I possibly be hiding? And where? Luckily, it didn’t seem that long.

“Having fun yet?” Emma asked as we were in the security line.

“No way! I can’t believe my mom actually made me do this!” I whispered so my parents wouldn’t hear.

“Well technically it was you that made you naked. Don’t get me wrong, I love you for it. But it was your decision.” Emma answered back.

I didn’t say anything back. She was right; it was my decision. But still, I gave my clothes away so Emma wouldn’t be naked; I thought that maybe my mom might do something similar. But nope, I was standing in a crowded airport’s security line, only wearing shoes. At least my siblings were leaving me alone for now, but part of me wished Candy would keep teasing me, just so I wouldn’t be the only one naked.

“Your nipples tell a different story.” Emma seemed to be enjoying my nudity.

“It’s cold in here; of course they’re standing out!”

“Does the cold also make you wet?”

“What!? “No, I’m not,” I said in a loud whisper.

“I thought kitties didn’t like to be wet, but yours does!”

“Emma! Stop it!” I covered my crotch with both hands. I felt so self-conscious with her calling attention to it. But to my horror, she was right! My stupid body was trying just as hard as my mom was to embarrass me.

“Don’t be so dramatic, Lex. It's not a big deal. Once we get past security, just go into the bathroom and take care of yourself.”

I looked at her shocked. She was actually suggesting I masturbate in an airport bathroom. “Eww, Em! Even if I wanted to, that's gross.”

“Fine, then do it in the plane’s bathroom. You can join the solo mile high club.”

“No way!”

“Well, you need to do it at some point. Otherwise you’re going to go crazy.”

I was so grateful at that moment that my brothers and sister were lost in their own worlds, headphones in and staring at their screens. It would have been so much worse if they could hear this too. But Emma was right. She made me realize that I was really horny. What was wrong with me!

“No more covering, okay?” Emma grabbed my wrists and pulled my hands away from my vagina. I offered no resistance. “At least let it air out.”

“Emma! Shhh! Not so loud!” I whispered. “You get like this too!”

“Yeah, it's no big deal; your kitty just needs petting haha!” Emma leaned in closer to my ear. “I’m pretty wet right now myself; seeing you here like this is working me up!”

Emma and I were always close; we shared everything. The first time we both had an orgasm, we were together. We heard about masturbation from an older girl at school, we wanted to try it but didn’t really know what to do. We didn’t touch each other, but we both sat facing one another and fumbled our way through it. Emma got hers first; seeing her face contort and eyes widen pushed me over my edge. Since then we would often masturbate in front of each other. Sometimes together, sometimes alone. It wasn’t a big deal for us.

“Why don't you get yourself off on the plane then?” I shot back at her.

“I probably will. I can help you if you want me to.” Emma had suggested we touch each other before. We both heard it was better if someone else did it for you. But I was too nervous to try it yet.

“I’ll be fine. You have fun, though.” Talking with Emma about this actually took my mind off the fact that I was nearly completely naked in an airport’s security line. Now I noticed that I was being looked at by basically everyone in line, including the TSA agents. We were getting to the front of the line, where the agent checks IDs and boarding passes. I made eye contact with the guy working the station, a middle-aged man. Without taking his eyes off me, he started talking into his radio. This had to be it; whatever he was saying had to be about me and my lack of clothing. The TSA was going to force me to wear something. Part of me was really nervous about the eventual confrontation, but then I remembered that I’m only 13. It was my parents who would have to explain why I was naked.

My heart was pounding when we got up to him. I braced myself for him to say something to my parents.

“IDs and passes, please.”

I loudly exhaled when he spoke; I had been holding my breath waiting. But he didn't do anything about my nudity. He and my parents just made small talk. Only my parents had IDs, so we were done quickly. He took a look at me, winked, and said. “Make sure you have plenty of sunscreen.” I couldn’t believe it! Security was going to let me through without clothes!

“Oh, and you don’t need to take off your shoes anymore.” He called to us as we left his station.

“Hear that, Lex!? You won’t have to be completely naked after all!” Calvin said loudly. Anyone who didn’t notice me before did now. My whole body started to blush.

Everyone unloaded what they had in their pockets in the bins they sent through the scanners. I had nothing to put in there. They didn’t make Candy, my mom, or me go through the body scanner. Candy was too young, and my mom got to go with her through the normal metal detector. They took one look at me and let me through too. That was nice, but that small victory was short-lived.

“Excuse me, ma’am. Your daughter has been selected for a random check. We need her to step over here.” A male TSA agent told her.

“Which daughter? We are already running late, you know.”

“It's…um…her.” The man said, pointing at me.

“Why would you need to check her? As you can see, she has nothing to hide.”

“I’m sorry, ma’am. Passengers are selected at random by our system…regardless of what they are wearing. Or not wearing.”

Mom just looked at him for a few moments. I knew that look well. It was the look she gave us when she knew one of us kids was lying to her. She didn’t believe what the agent was telling her. But to my surprise, she agreed to the check. “No one will touch her, right?” she asked sternly.

“No, ma’am. I’ll have to be the one to check; we don’t have any female agents available right now, but I will not lay a finger on her.”

“Just please make it quick.”

“Alright young lady, please step over here.” The agent motioned to the roped-off area right where people were getting out of the scanner. The rest of my family was waiting there already. There was no privacy at all; it was completely out in the open.

“Does it have to be out here?” I asked.

“We do have security rooms we could use.”

“We don’t have time for that, Lexie.” My mom said, “Just get it over with.”

The TSA agent had me stand in front of him. It was then that I noticed that he was very handsome, properly in his mid- or late 20s. And here I was, standing naked in front of him. My heart was pounding.

“Step out of your shoes and lift your arms behind your head, please.”

I did as he said, just wanting to get this over with as fast as possible. Feeling the thin carpet with my feet made me feel even more naked. The heat I could feel coming from between my legs was indescribable. He leaned in close, looking around my neck, then my armpits. I had never felt embarrassed by my armpits before, but having a cute guy looking so closely at them changed that quickly. He then moved to looking closely at my breasts. I tried to control my breathing, but I was failing. My bare breasts were heaving up and down; I could see his eyes following my hard nipples, and they moved. He continued to move his gaze down the front of my body. He knelt down and was at eye level with my crotch.

“If you wouldn’t mind, spread your feet apart.”

I could actually hear a ringing in my ears. Up till now, I had been standing with my legs as tightly together as I could. I stared open-eyed at him; it was as if my entire body was made of lead. I was on the verge of a full-blown panic attack, but I hadn't gone over yet. It was my mom who actually both saved me and sealed my fate.

“It’s okay, honey. I’m right here.” She said, creasing my back with her hand. “Just do as he says, and it will be over before you know it.”

Her words actually made me feel better, even if they were also telling me to expose myself. My mom was always telling my sister and me to not be modest; I could almost hear all those times speaking to me at once now.

“Feet to the yellow lines, please.” The TSA agent said. I looked down and, for the first time, realized I was standing in a box on the ground made up of yellow tape. I was on autopilot as I moved my feet to the lines; they spread my feet well beyond my shoulders. With my hand still behind my head, I was very exposed now. I could feel the cold air blowing between my legs as I remembered what Emma pointed out to me in line; I was aroused and wet. And it was even worse now; I could feel girl juice, as Emma liked to call it, on both of my thighs. I didn’t want to look down, but I did. My vagina was red and puffy, the moisture on my lips was apparent even to me, and I didn’t have the best angle, but the TSA agent did. We even made eye contact. He knew I was aroused; his eyes told me. And my look just confirmed it back to him, and my heavy breathing was causing my breasts to heave up and down.

He resumed looking at my exposed sex. I was mortified, but it was practically on fire. I’m surprised the heat from it didn’t burn his eyebrows off. He took out a small flashlight that had a very bright white light. He put the light right on my vagina, leaving nothing down there hidden.

“This seems pretty excessive. What could a naked girl possibly be hiding?” My mom asked, but not asking him to stop.

“We have to make sure that she doesn’t have anything taped to her body. I’ll be honest with you, Ma’am. Her being naked could be a way to throw suspicion off. I’m just doing my job.”

“Well, all right then. But we are in a hurry.”

“Of course. Um… I promise we are almost done. If you could…hold yourself open a bit.” I knew what he meant. My mom gently squeezed my shoulder, letting me know it was alright. I was still in autopilot mode as I could feel my arms reaching down. I pulled my lips open. Feeling more cold air running between them, my love button was standing at attention, throbbing. There was a complete stranger getting an intimate and up-close look at my extremely aroused vagina while I was spreading my lips open! I was so confused; this was the most embarrassing moment of my life, and I was the most aroused I had ever been!

Finally he got up; I let go of my lips but kept my feet spread. He walked around behind me. “One last place to check and we’re done. If you could bend forward and keep your knees straight. Then pull yourself open back there.”

My eyes shot wide; this check got so much worse. I looked around and saw that there was a crowd all around me. Some had their phones out, pointing at me. There was a crowd behind me too; they were about to get an eyeful. I leaned forward at nearly a ninety-degree angle, reached back, grabbed the bottom of my cheeks, and pulled them apart. I held them open as the TSA agent, and everyone behind me saw my most intimate areas. I can’t explain why, but I pulled them as wide apart as I could. I'm feeling the cold not only on my exposed vagina but also on my exposed butthole as well. My breathing sounded like a tired animal, and I burned with shame and arousal. I could feel the light of the agent's flashlight on me, taking his sweet time as I continued to hold myself open. I made eye contact with Emma; she had a look of deep arousal on her face as well. Seeing me completely exposed to a crowd was turning her on. I still didn’t want to masturbate on the plane, but I knew she was going to.

I was in my bent-over position for nearly as long as the rest of the inspection was. The agent was clearly in no hurry to get me out of it. But I followed his instructions and kept pulling myself open. Finally he announced he was done, and I was able to stand normally. I put my shoes back on, and even though I was still naked, I actually felt covered now. The agent said we were good to go, and my parents were quickly rushing us off to our gate.

“I’m so proud of how you handled yourself, Lexie.” My mom said as we were walking through the terminal. I was still turning heads left and right.

“We both are.” My dad added.

It felt good to have my parents proud of me. But mostly I was still feeling embarrassed and more aroused than I had ever been. I was beginning to feel like I could actually survive this trip naked. After what I just did, what else could happen that was worse than that?

My newfound confidence was short-lived, as I spotted a familiar face sitting in the area of our gate. It was Tommy, the cutest boy in our class! I had a feeling that my situation was about to get even more embarrassing….

[Somebody]

Amazing, I can just picture her there, being forced to display herself like that. Absolutely top-drawer.

[Lisa_The_Brave_12]

I can't stress enough how gifted you are in giving the reader a vivid picture of each scene you are describing. It's like you're right there in the middle of everything! Very nice continuation of this awesome story!

[Hooked6]

Loved this chapter! You managed to capture not only amazingly vivid imagery of the scenes as they unfolded but also managed to ratchet up the tension exponentially as the story went on. I also love how both her mom and Emma seem to derive great pleasure in making things worse for Lexi (in a good way!) I hope to see more of their antics in future chapters.

My compliments to another great installment.

Hooked6

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[superevil7]

Such a wonderful continuation to this story. I love the way Emma keeps encouraging Lexie to lean into her arousal, like she's living vicariously through her. And the way her whole family treats her nakedness like it's the cutest thing in the world. Lol, "random selection". Sure

I hope this story ends up lasting as long and gets more popular than The New Rules