Go for a naked stroll through the house

Forget that. You can't back out now. These feelings inside of you won't ever be sated unless you push yourself to do this.

Steeling your resolve, you push your door fully open. You put one foot out into the hallway, doing your best to step down without making the floor creak. With that taken care of, you bring your other foot out to join it, carefully, quietly.

This is so nerve-racking. You're standing naked right outside your parents' door. If they were to come out right now...

Trying to focus on keeping yourself moving, you gently pull your door closed behind you, taking extra care to manipulate the knob so it doesn't make a racket as the door shuts. You feel unsettled about sealing off your escape, but you know it needs to be done. If anyone were to wake up while you were out here and they saw your door open, they might notice you weren't in your room and go looking for you. You needed them to assume you were still sleeping comfortably in your bed, no matter what.

You're in the hallway. The door to your room is shut. You aren't wearing a single shred of clothing.

You can't even tell if you're breathing or not right now. This feeling is overwhelming.

You look toward the end of the hallway where the steps lead downward. It's the only area illuminated from where you stand; the big set of windows in your living room always lets the glow from the streetlights outside creep in during the night.

Down there is your goal, you remind yourself. Putting one foot forward, you slip like a ninja through the hallway, hoping and praying your footsteps don't make a sound. Past the bathroom you go, then past your brother's closed door. When you arrive at the staircase, you wrap your fingers over the handrails and slide them down along with the rest of your body as you gradually descend to the first floor.

Through the big window, you see the homes of your neighbors across the street. You remain looking that way as you come to the end of the stairs, stepping foot onto the carpet of your living room. You keep walking until you reach the room's center.

If someone looked in the direction of your home right now, would they see you? No, surely they couldn't. Even with the orange glow of the streetlights, it was too dark in here for anyone to see clearly inside.

Content with your theory, you run one hand through your hair and give your hips a playful shake, practically taunting anyone who might be out there staring at your home, not knowing what they were missing. You get an idea. Giving your butt a light squeeze, you turn around and spread your legs further apart. You lick your lips and smile mischievously as you place your hands on your knees and bend over, going further and further down until your palms are flat against the floor.

Holding your butt high in the air, you're flashing your smooth pussy right at the window. You can't help but imagine what it would be like if you did this during the daytime. If anyone drove past or was walking their dog, or if your neighbors across the street wandered out to pick up their newspaper and happened to look toward your living room, they would have a clear view of your most precious parts. Just thinking about it makes you wet.

You sway your ass back and forth, daring anyone who might be out there to take a good look, even if you do know they probably can't see you anyway. You stand yourself back up, spreading your cheeks one last time for good measure. Wow, that felt really good. You might have to re-explore that once you've finished your strut around the house.

Speaking of which, you've spent enough time in the living room for now. Dragging your soles across the carpet, you pass through the arch in the wall and step onto the wooden floor of your family's dining room. There isn't much of interest in here, at least until you spy the large window facing your back yard. Starting at about your ankles, the window stretches almost all the way to the ceiling. Not much light comes in through it because a branch from your big tree out back blocks the lights from the next street over. Interestingly enough, that same branch also blocks the view from most of the homes out there.

After that show you just put on for your neighbors out front, you're brimming with confidence. You walk around the dining table and past the china cabinet, cautious not to bump anything. The rest of the path is clear. You step closer to the window, close enough to get a good look outside. You're fairly convinced no one would be able to see inside very well, even if they were looking this way.

Feeling that excitement bubbling up within, you walk right up to the window and place your hands against the wall on either side of it. You lean forward, savoring the chill as your nipples press up against the cold glass. Your breasts flatten out as you lean in even further, putting yourself on full display. This is incredible. You can't believe you're actually doing this!

As the cold gets to your skin, you peel yourself away from the glass and turn around, sticking your butt out briefly before walking away. Only one place left to explore as you stroll into the adjacent room: the kitchen.

You walk over to the refrigerator and swing the door open, welcoming the wave of cool air against your bare skin. You can't remember where you read about it, but this situation makes you recall something about a woman standing in her kitchen, drinking milk in the nude. It's not something that's been on your bucket list or anything, but it just so happens you have a half-gallon of skim milk in the fridge right now. Hey, why not? Using your hip to keep the fridge door propped open, you grab the jug of milk, unscrew the top, and start chugging it down. You keep drinking until you've had your fill. A stray droplet falls from your mouth onto your chest, sending a shiver along your body as it drops down from your breast onto your thigh.

You screw the cap back on and put the milk away. This cold air really does feel good. Facing away, you bend over and poke your butt inside the fridge. It's an odd sensation feeling that chill against your ass and your pussy lips, but you can't help but love it.

Finally, you let the refrigerator door close. You fall back against it, feeling all the magnets and papers your parents have stuck to the appliance. You look around the kitchen, taking it all in. You're really down here in nothing but your birthday suit. If anyone came down right now, you'd be screwed. Still, you don't regret a thing. This felt so good. You never imagined anything could feel so good.

As you rub back against the fridge, your hands trail down your waist and settle in between your legs, grabbing two handfuls of the wetness that's formed there. You work your fingers in deeper, enjoying the pleasure they bring about.

Suddenly, you hear something. Your head whips in the direction of the living room. There's a light there, and it's not coming from outside. It's from upstairs.

You hear footsteps coming down the staircase. Ohshitohshitohshit! In a panic, you look around for any escape you can find.