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Chapter 7
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Nothing Happens
It was four in the morning. I took the lift and I stood there awkwardly. One hand on my vagina. Clasping it tightly, other hand around my breasts, holding the other hand. I bit my lip and looked nervously at the door of the lift.
It tinged open.
And I let out a sigh of relief. I couldn't believe I had been so fucking crazy today. I was so, so fucking stupid.
By the way, I'm sorry for so much fucking.
Nevertheless. I got out of the lift. And finally, I could feel lightness in my heart. Finally. It was over. I quickly opened the door and rushed inside. I slammed the door behind me as I sped my way to the fucking bathroom.
Ugh.
I should stop _fucking, _shouldn't I?
So I closed the door behind me. And just thinking about the situation made me so wet. Back there. Down there, I mean, I had been so wanting to masturbate. Right in front of the world. Open. I really wanted to do it. But here. In the constraints of my bathroom, that wish remained no longer.
I wasn't even horny anymore.
So I simply had a shower as I scrubbed my body clean.
I took enough time to rub my breasts, and my vagina, and my butt. It felt good. But not as good as what I had done already.
But then- an idea creeped into my mind. I got out of the shower and I started rubbing myself. I got out of the bathroom and onto the bed. The sun was almost up now. Light creaking into the room as I stretched myself on the bed. I was nude. And my eyes were watery due to the required sleep.
I looked back at the incident and realized what a DARING job I had actually pulled off.
Thinking about it made me really horny.
I played with my pussy.
My legs spread wide. My other hand pinching my breasts.
But then I sighed.
It wasn't fun that way.
But my idea! What if... I lock myself out naked? Just opposite of my apartment lived Joe. He was a friend of mine. We were around the same age. He was a nice guy. Cute, to be honest. So yeah...
I chuckled to myself imagining his predicament. I was sure I had given one of my keys to him as backup.
And I stood up, determined to put the plan to work...
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Trisha
Life of someone who likes being nude, but not when people are looking
Trisha is a young free-spirit. Happy-go-lucky, always making other people laugh. She is rather very conserved around people, but sometimes, when alone, she gets naked in her house. Muses about her body. Poses for photos which are never clicked. She works in an advertisement firm. She has a nice body. Perfect for herself. Nice long legs and normal sized breasts that accentuate her beauty. Her hairs are brown, and her eyes blue. She has a father who runs a dairy, is an avid body-builder with a Viking-esque physique. Her mother is a sweet lady, a former nudist who has grown off her desires. Lastly is her younger brother, a mischievous boy who is looking for ideas - as he is a story writer. She has some friends, like her bestie: Mackenzie And other friends include: Rachel, Monica, Zara (college-time friends), Joe, Friedrich, Sarah (co-workers). She has many misadventures, often leading to her becoming naked, for long- long periods of time. As the single embarks on this journey of unraveling herself - she learns about life and its happenings ...
Updated on Mar 27, 2024
Created on Sep 12, 2023
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