Downstairs

Amanda hadn't realised how aroused she was and found herself actually dripping on the stairs.

"I'll clean it up later" she thought.

Intoxicated by the feeling of being naked she wanted to prolong it as much as she could. Almost skipping with excitement Amanda went into her living room. She ran her fingertips along the back of the leather couch, sizing it up before deciding to give herself to it completely.

Like the pool earlier, the cool soft leather embraced her her **** body and cushioned her. Laying across the couch lengthwise Amanda stretched out fully, savouring every sensation of pleasure she felt right then. She was practically giddy by this point and couldn't be still. She decided she'd make some lunch, she'd always wanted to cook naked but never had both the nerve and opportunity. Now was as good a time as any and Amanda bounded over to the kitchen. As she opened the fridge and the cool air hit her she felt a strong tingle all over her body but most especially between her legs.

"Mmm" she moaned.

Forgetting completely about getting the food she just stood there with her eyes closed, wanting only to feel the cool air on her bare body. She was drunk on the waves of pleasure she was currently experiencing and nothing else mattered right then, the tingling grew stronger and stronger throughout her body.