Erica didn’t know why she even asked to go elsewhere. She’d suffered from exhibitionist-itis her whole life after all. Maybe it was just because she wished she was normal and could cum the way regular girls did. Not that it mattered much anymore, since Lisa would be deciding that from now on.
“Come on Erica, these people don’t have all day to wait around for you to cum,” Lisa said.
Erica began to pick up the pace, not wanting to impose on the audience that was being kind enough to watch her so she could cum.
“Sorry everyone,” she said as she added another finger, trying to reach as deep inside as she could. She really didn’t want to talk to them, but she felt she owed them an explanation. “It shouldn’t be much longer.”
True to her word, not even a minute later Erica felt the tremor of an orgasm make its way through her. She rubbed her clit extra furiously, trying to make it last as long as possible. Her knees buckled, and she almost lost her footing. Another moment later and it subsided, Erica’s hand never stopping since Lisa had told her to have more than one.
“Dammit Erica, why are you being so forgetful today?” Lisa said, hands on her hips like she was agitated.
“What do you mean?”
