Quarantango

Being locked inside was really starting to damage her calm. She passed in front of the window like a tiger at the zoo. Muscles tight, limbs stretching and arching. She could feel the blood rushing to her most sensitive body parts and the hunger for touch was becoming unbearable.

Pulling her computer into her lap she angrily hit the keys to bring up her favorite porn site and then just as angrily slammed the computer closed. She knew it wouldn’t satisfy her. She stormed from room to room, looking at her collection of toys, outfits, and props. Nothing seemed to offer the release she so desperately needed.

Taking a deep breath she threw her curtains back and looked out at the street. The traffic had died back and pedestrians were few and far between, but there were glimpses of life just beyond the glass. A feral grin toyed at the edges of her mouth. A tingle ran down the length of her spine and the hair on her body seemed to stand on end for a moment. She knew what she could do.

Standing in front of the open window, she slowly began taking bits of clothing off. Her shirt casually tossed to the floor… her skirt followed quickly. Standing in just lingerie a car drove lazily down the street. She paused. Her grin deepened and she continued. Her fingers expertly twisted the clasp of her bra and soon her small, perky breasts were free and viewable to the world.

Running her long fingers around each nipple she released a satisfied shutter. Grasping the soft skin and pulling at her tits, she could feel the sensitive flesh reacting. She stood there for a long while, letting her hands take in the full beauty of her bare breasts. A couple walking their dog passed by across the street, they didn’t even look up.

Having gotten away with her private show twice emboldened her. She grasped the delicate fabric of her panties and let them slide to the floor. Fully naked she stood and stared out her window. Rows of houses stared back. All of them almost certainly having people inside that might see her through their curtains. She smiled as her hands lowered below her tits, across her soft stomach, and hovered lovingly above her aching pussy.

Her breath came in short gasps as another car came down the street. This one seemed to slow for just a moment, before it turned down an alley and continued out of sight. Another close call and another spike of erotic bliss coursing through her body. Propping her right leg up on a table, she made sure her whole cunt was visible to the world. Naked and spread wide she began twirling her fingers around her sensitive clit.

Her body flushed from head to toe, the pulsating orgasm was building beneath her well experienced fingers. It seemed like she only looked away from the window for a moment to admire her own body, but a moment was all it took. When she glanced back up at the wide world… She noticed a watchful face looking back….

To be continued.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/fy748s/quarantango