Erica starts to get antsy

As terrible as this whole night was, I had to admit, there was something about it I found relaxing. Something about being naked outdoors, with no one around to discover me... It was satisfying. I felt that under less distressing circumstances, I could even enjoy myself.

I wondered what my friends would say if they knew how I was spending the night. Part of me wondered if they would be concerned with my safety, or if they would just laugh at my predicament.

It was as I was having these thoughts that my hands found themselves in what had to be their most common position: right outside my pussy. The concept of reliving my stress had crossed my mind a few times that night. I couldn’t find a real reason not to. No one would see me, and afterwards I’d be able to think more clearly. It might even warm me up.

I didn’t see any point fighting against it. I knew sooner or later I’d break down and start fingering myself. No use denying it.

So again I found myself taking my bag off, before setting it down to use as a seat. I plopped my ass down on it, spreading my legs wide. Doing this in the freezing cold was a strange feeling. For one, my pussy was clamped tighter than usual, making even just my two fingers feel thicker by comparison. And then there was my clit, something that usually would have shown itself by now, which was hiding from the cold. I ended up having to use one hand to pull the hood back so that I could properly rub it with my other hand.

I found my thoughts drifting back to when I had masturbated on the bus. All those people, mere feet away from me. I could have been seen at any moment. The idea only made me more turned on, as I added another finger to my pussy, the squelching noise getting louder. I imagined someone driving up now, after having not seen anyone, and catching me like this. I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop until I’d already cum if someone did.

Another breeze blew, and I had a naughty idea. I placed a hand on either side of my pussy, and spread my slit as far as I could. Feeling the cold air enter me was chilling at first, but it still only served to arouse me further. I could feel myself nearing my climax, my hands now working as fast as they could.