Naked Elevator Dare

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: CFNM


Staying in a hotel I had woken up in the middle of the night at 2.00 am and I couldn't get back to sleep, so I thought I would do the 'Naked elevator ride' dare. Well you see I had somehow got onto this naked dare website.  There were dares that you were given to do.  Dares that involved taking all your clothes off and doing something that risked you getting caught.  Of course if you did get caught you had firstly to suffer the acute embarrassed of being caught with no clothes on, and secondly you had to talk your way out of it.

 

To do the dare I had to leave my room key hidden somewhere on the top floor of the hotel. I then had to go back to my room (getting back in with a spare key), take all my clothes off, go out the room and lock myself out. To get back in the room I had to take a naked elevator ride to the top floor to retrieve the key!

 

You might think 2.00 am is quite safe but it is just early enough and therefore risky enough to give a chance that late revellers might be about.  That's the thing about a nude dare.  There has to be that risk that you will get caught.  So as required by the dare I hid the key, went back took all my clothes off, went out the room in the nude and shut the door behind me so that it locked shut. I had to walk along to the elevator, get in it, go up to the top floor, step out the elevator, retrieve the key, step back in, go back down then get back into the room. And all that completely nude! Not a stitch on.  Simple! No risk. Not in the middle of the night. Well not much.

 

I got to the elevator safely and pressed the button. The elevator arrived, I went in, the doors closed behind me and I was about to press the button to go up when....*********!... (Excuse my language but that's what I said) the elevator set off down not up. For several seconds I just stared at the display showing the floor level. I couldn't believe my dreadful luck. In the two seconds between my getting in the elevator and pressing the button to go up, somebody, presumably returning to the hotel and on the ground floor, had summoned it.. Down.

 

There are times when doing a nude dare when it becomes apparent that the game's up. You've been caught or you're going to get caught. This was one of those times - I was trapped in the elevator and the nude. As I said, nowhere to go, no hiding place, and I was going to get caught. And there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. It was just like one of those nightmare dreams trapped naked in an elevator waiting for the doors to open.

 

And then I thought I'll press the button for the basement floor, perhaps it would go past the ground floor to the basement, where I could escape and then it would go back up to pick up the passengers on the ground floor.I pressed the appropriate button and then I just had to stand, hope and watch the floor number indicator as it crawled down.

 

There was nothing I could do about it. It was just a matter of time before the elevator reached the ground floor. It was one of those clanking slow elevators you get on the continent. So I had plenty of time to anticipate my forthcoming naked humiliation.  Time for the embarrassment to get really acute.  I held my breath in the hope it would go past. It didn't and of course the doors clanked ominously and slowly opened to reveal me standing there in the nude and a state of acute embarrassment to two girls in their early twenties, just back from a night on the town.  Long legs, short skirts and more than a little bit tipsy.

 

Now I knew what the expression 'wished the floor would open up and swallow me' meant. I was completely in the nude. There was nowhere to hide and so I just had to stand there and suffer the embarrassment as they looked at me and I looked at them as they stood open mouthed, eyes flicking up and down between my face and my naughty bits.

 

There is always the question of whether you should try to cover your naughty bits in that situation.  I must say I was just frozen with embarrassment, so I just stood there, everything on display, legs trembling and face burning.  And they stood looking back at me for what seemed like an eternity, but was probably about fifteen seconds.  Then the doors slowly closed again.

 

I pressed the button to go back up and of course it went down to the basement floor. I should have got out and run perhaps but there is a security camera there and I didn't want to risk being identifiable afterwards! So I stayed in the elevator while it went back to the ground floor and of course! It stopped for a bloody repeat performance.I mean what you say in those circumstances. All I could do was smile lamely and say "Sorry about this". They said nothing. But eventually when the doors closed again and the elevator set off there were howls of laughter.  Hopefully they took it in good part and it gave them a good laugh. I really don't know. Personally I got my key back and ran back to my room feeling totally humiliated. Oh Dear. Oh Dear. Oh Dear; but as I said if there's no risk there's no fun.  And when you get caught you just have suffer the embarrassment.

 

Post-script. I saw them at breakfast the next day and they saw me, but they didn't say anything. Perhaps they hadn't really noticed my face


Submitted: August 02, 2020

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mike87*

Superb I like to do it and will share you the experience

Mon, August 3rd, 2020 5:38pm

massageguy

Fun stuff! I can just imagine seeing the elevator go down, and having to wait it out...

Fri, August 7th, 2020 9:10pm

kurious

Why didn't you press a button of a floor between yours and ground? It would have stopped there and you could take other elevator.

Sun, August 30th, 2020 10:23am

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