The teaching building is stunningly revealed

A Stunning Exposure in the Teaching Building

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This was an experience I had after entering university. Because of the thrill and danger of being naked for the first time, although I still feel lingering fear every time I think about it, I slowly began to like this feeling and it became increasingly uncontrollable. I would often try going out in public wearing only a skirt and no underwear. But gradually, I became dissatisfied with this method. I had an urge to be completely naked, not just at home, which I believe anyone would dare to do. I had a desire to be naked in places where I wouldn't normally be naked, although of course I wouldn't dare let others see me.

Our school has a very tall teaching building, the building for the Computer Science and Communications departments, with 12 floors. Although I'm not in the Computer Science department, I have exciting computer lab classes. I noticed that during evening self-study, only floors 1-5 were occupied; the other floors were empty. I thought this was a place worth trying. One evening, I told my classmates I was going to run on the track, and then I went to this tall teaching building. I looked around the classrooms on floors 1-5; each classroom had a few students studying in small groups, not many people. A few couples were sitting together whispering. Even though I hadn't started doing anything yet, my heart was already pounding. Was this what they called "a guilty conscience needs no accuser"? Haha.

I left the 5th floor and climbed the wide staircase. The staircase in this building was very wide; I estimated that 8-9 people could go up and down side by side. The lights on the stairs above the 5th floor were off, making it dark. Normally, I wouldn't dare come here alone in such darkness. But strangely, I wasn't afraid at all. Was this the legendary "I'm a rogue, who cares?" mentality? Hehe, how exciting! I stealthily climbed the stairs step by step. It was very quiet around me; I could only hear my own heartbeat. I reached the top floor in one go, without even panting. I felt as light as a feather. Reaching the top floor, I looked out the window. The night view was truly beautiful. On this beautiful and enchanting night, I was about to make my first daring attempt: to be completely naked outside my room. As this moment approached, I was both excited and afraid. What if someone saw me? What if someone comes up? I walked to the stairs, looked down, and listened carefully. No one was coming. If someone were, they would have heard footsteps. Even though I thought this, I hesitated to act. My hands slowly began to unbutton my shirt, my ears perked up. I unbuttoned my shirt, letting it slide down my shoulders, held it in my hand, and covered my chest. I went back to the stairs to make sure no one was there. I steeled myself. Whatever, the faster I acted, the less likely I was to get into trouble. If I was too slow, someone might come.

So I went back to the window and quickly took off my trousers, leaving me only in my bra and underwear. If someone came now, it wouldn't matter, but if I took anything further off, there would be no turning back. I unhooked my bra, stood naked at the window, looking at the night view outside, feeling incredibly excited. Okay, let's make this adventure complete. I started taking off my underwear. When I got it down to my knees, I thought I heard a sound. My heart skipped a beat, and my hands froze, too scared to move. I was almost completely naked, half-squatting. After about a minute, it seemed nothing happened, the alarm was off. I pulled my underwear off my running shoes. Haha, now I was standing there completely naked. Oh, and that's not all, I was still wearing running shoes. I didn't plan to take off my running shoes too. Maybe if I encountered someone wearing shoes, I could run faster. I started to get bolder. I walked back and forth, from one end to the other, and then I even started jogging. Is this what streaking is like? So exciting, so comfortable. When the wind from my walking gently caressed my whole body, I could clearly feel that I was completely naked, standing on the top floor of the school building where it's impossible to be naked normally. I did it! My face was hot, my body was hot too. Although it wasn't summer yet, and the spring nights were still a bit chilly, it was precisely this chill that made me feel the reality of being naked. My clothes were in my bag in the corner. Now I was completely naked, carefree and light.

I reached the stairwell and looked down. Nobody was there. A bold thought suddenly popped into my head: I'll just keep going like this and see how many floors I can get to. This thought both excited and made me a little timid. But in the end, impulse won out over reason, and I started to slowly walk down. When I reached the corner, I looked down at the 11th floor. Nobody was there, and the door to the office was closed. I boldly walked down and reached the 11th floor. Hehe, how exciting! Let's go down a few more floors.

I kept going down, getting bolder and bolder. I stopped sneaking around crouching down step by step. I walked down calmly, swaying my hips as I went, imitating a model's catwalk. My hands swayed in the air with my body. Isn't that sexy? When I reached the 8th floor, I suddenly noticed the door was open and the lights were on. Huh? I didn't see them coming up. Were they from behind?

Should I go back down? If someone came down from the 8th floor after me, I'd have nowhere to hide and would definitely be discovered, especially since I hadn't grabbed my clothes. I stopped and turned back up, thinking to myself, "That's enough for today's adventure." Just as I reached the 9th floor, I heard voices from the 8th floor below. I quickly crouched in a corner, too afraid to move. I heard the lights turn off and the doors close; the elevator came and went. I peeked out—hehe, they'd taken the elevator and closed the doors. Was fate telling me to continue my adventure? If so, I felt even more confident. Everyone was gone, so what was there to be afraid of? I quickly passed the 8th floor, and under the cover of night, I went down to the 6th floor via the 7th.

Making sure no one was on those floors, I became incredibly brave and jumped down the three steps. But at the same time, I was getting further and further away from my clothes. I mentally planned that if anyone saw me, I'd quickly crouch down and pretend to cry, saying I'd encountered a pervert. No one would expect a girl to strip naked like that, right?

Hehe, luckily I'm not a guy; if a guy got caught, he'd definitely be considered a pervert. After the sixth floor, I reached the fifth-floor study room, which was already occupied. I could peek down from the sixth-floor corner and see open doors and lights shining from the classrooms. Should I go down? This was a dangerous area; people could come out at any moment, and they'd definitely take the stairs, since school rules only allow elevators above the sixth floor.

I thought, forget it, what if my classmates saw me? But I wasn't willing to give up.

So, naked, I tiptoed down the stairs, one step at a time, close to the handrail. The stairwell on the fifth floor was lit. Reaching the fifth floor took a lot of courage for me; thinking about it afterward still scares me. I don't know where I got that courage; maybe it's related to my tomboyish personality.

Under the light, I could see my naked body reflected in the opposite window. I couldn't linger here. I turned and, holding onto the handrail, headed towards the fourth floor. I was now in extreme danger, completely vulnerable to attack from both sides, and the lights were still on. But the more dangerous the place, the more it gave me a nameless thrill and excitement. I even felt a bit like, "I'm a thug, who cares?"

Maybe the most dangerous places are the safest, I don't know. Anyway, I made it to the second floor without incident. It seemed deserted; the classroom lights were off, and the stairwell door was open. Suddenly, I heard voices upstairs. I tensed up, but remained calm. I quickly went over and turned off the lights on the second floor. Instant darkness! Now, I actually preferred the dark. I ran upstairs and hid behind the door. I heard people coming downstairs—a few boys. They came up to the second floor and said, "Hey, it's so dark. The lights are broken again." Then they went back downstairs. Hearing men speak while I was naked made me feel strange. I didn't know if it was excitement, shyness, or fear; I was just too tense to think about anything else.

After they left, I waited for several minutes, slowly calming down. I realized my legs were trembling, and I felt a chill. I shivered.

There was only one more floor left. I had to finish it; I have a strong will to do what I set my mind to.

I went outside, first listening to see if anyone was coming down. I was prepared to run to the second floor if anyone did. I cautiously descended the stairs, turned the corner, and continued down to the lobby. Luckily, the stairs weren't directly opposite the lobby; you couldn't see them from there. I peered down, still listening to the upstairs, thinking that if anyone came down or went up at this moment, I was doomed. My hands were trembling; I touched my thighs, which were ice-cold. I covered my chest with one hand and my groin with the other, then slowly made my way down the stairs. The lobby was empty; it was already past 9 o'clock, and many people had gone back to their dorms.

As soon as my foot touched the lobby floor after the last step, I immediately turned and ran back up. My only thought was to get to the sixth floor quickly; once I reached the sixth floor, I would be safe. Perhaps most of the students had already left; no one came out when I passed the third, fourth, and fifth floors. I reached the sixth floor without incident.

I stopped to calm myself. Halfway there, but the rest would be much easier. The most comfortable feeling is relaxation after tension. Of course, after that thrilling experience, I felt tired and guilty, and I had no desire to strut around like a cat anymore. You haven't forgotten, have you? I'm still naked! I walked all 12 floors to the top floor naked. At this point, I'm not the same person I was when I first arrived. I accomplished something that other girls wouldn't dare to do, and I dare say many boys wouldn't dare to do either. I put on my clothes, feeling incredibly relaxed.

Hehe, now I'm not afraid of anyone showing up. Walking down the stairs, my mood and feelings were completely different. Although I felt relaxed, I still felt more natural and comfortable walking naked. Back in the dorm, my classmates asked me, "Why did you take so long?" I smiled at them, "Oh, I went out for a late-night snack." I was back to my ordinary self, and no one knew.

[The End] [ Last edited by shinyuu1988 on 2011-1-29 02:13 ]

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