Front Yard

Too horny for it to matter, Ashley went back out through the door she had just entered. The cool afternoon air felt good on her soaking wet pussy that had kept her aroused for hours with no release. Her hand shot to her pussy the moment her feet touched the grass, and she began to touch herself.

She could get used to this. The cool breeze all over her body, the warm sun, the people taking afternoon walks saying hello as they pass by, all the while she fucked herself desperately. Soaking wet, her fingers rubbed her labia and clit as her other hand grabbed her breast. Her breathing was heavy and fast as she got closer to orgasm, and she shut her eyes to imagine she was performing for her master and mistresses instead of the still unfamiliar neighborhood. It didn’t take long for the first orgasm. She went off like a popgun in less than a minute. Riding high on the orgasm though, she kept going making up for the time spent in chastity and had two more orgasms in the next ten minutes. Exhausted, she lay down on the grass to catch her breath.

She had no clue how long she had closed her eyes for, but when she opened them again the sky was notably darker. Standing up she felt refreshed, and after brushing off the grass that had stuck to her legs and back she walked back inside.