Tsk tsk tsk

“Tsk tsk tsk, I’m disappointed in you, Sarah,” Yuri said out of no where. Sarah lifts her head up in panic, seeing Yuri standing over her body with arms crossed over her chest.

“Wha— What do you mean?” Sarah said, still in a pleasure induced daze.

“Rule number one of jilling off; Always lock the door!” Yuri jokingly scolded, gesturing toward the door with her hand.

Sarah groans in frustration under her breath. She guesses that in the heat of the moment, she never thought to secure her privacy. The thought that anyone could have barged in on her mid-orgasm sends a chill down her spine, but not an unpleasant one.

Speaking of chill, Sarah becomes painfully aware of her lack of clothing and cold floor as she begins to regain her mental state. Her bare skin feels numb against the cold tile floor. Sarah can also feel the shape stare of Yuri’s gaze at her chest, causing her to cover her breasts with both hands.

It seems that her arousal was keeping her dull the to embarrassment of being naked in front of her friends, cause now with a clear conscience, she feels a unique sense of dread knowing she’ll have to walk back to the living room with practically nothing on.

“Anyway, I’ll be taking this!” Yuri grabs one of two remaining towels on the towel rack, stepping over Sarah’s body to get to them. “Last one got too damp and cold,” Yuri explained vaguely, but Sarah could probably guess what she meant.

“See ya!” Yuri said before leaving the bathroom, teasingly walking like one of those cat walk models. Sarah is now left in her small puddle of shame, cold, wet, and embarrassed.

Sarah thought about what happened over the last hour or so. How she and her friends have been stripped to basically nothing, how she learnt so, so much about Emily, and how perverse she was toward her. It leaves a sour taste in her mouth, knowing that Emily drives her fantasies. She certainly wouldn’t want a friend masturbaiting to her, using her as nothing but a way to get off. Her post but clarity is more akin to post nut shame.

Sarah slowly and carefully gets up off the tiled ground. Her shaky legs and wet floor made the process a lot harder than she’d admit, as she slipped slightly several times before finally getting up.

Upon finding her bearings, she immediately noticed how uncomfortably wet she was. Her panties are completely soaked and damp and her inner thighs still had her love liquid dipping down them.

Frustrated, she grabbed the last towel on the towel rack and starts drying herself off along with the floor.

With her body and floor mostly dry, she takes the now dirty towel and places it in her laundry basket. She keeps her basket here since she usually changes in the bathroom anyways. Upon opening the cabinet to her basket, she found it overflowing with clothes.

“Shit! I knew I forgot to do something this week,” Sarah said in frustration. Judging by tonight’s activities, she feels as if clothes are more of an option rather than a necessity, so laundry isn’t her biggest priority at the moment, so she just tosses the towel on top.

She looks down and touches her panties once more, and they still feel wet and damp. “I can’t go out there with soaked underwear! They’ll definitely know what happened!” Sarah thought to herself, the last thing she wanted was more of her friends to know she masturbaited in the bathroom.

“But, I have no other pair of panties left…” Sarah said to herself in a defeated tone. With nothing to replace her underwear, she would be completely naked, exposing her bare pussy to everyone in the living room. Her last thread of clothing gone! Would that be a good idea?

“They’ve seen everything else already… what’s a little more skin gonna change…” Sarah said to herself, rationalizing her choice. She hooks her thumbs in the side of her panties and slides them down her long, toned legs, revealing her pussy with groomed pubic hair. The piece of fabric feels a lot heavier due to all the moisture, which is something Sarah doesn’t even want to think about anymore. She haphazardly places it on top of the towel before heading out the bathroom.

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Sarah walks down the hall with hand over her breasts and pussy, with the thought of showing off her completely bare body to the others making her flustered. She wonders how she’s going to explain her sudden disappearance of her bottoms without it coming off as fake.

Once she steps foot in the living room area, she feels the devilish grin of Yuri’s face. It’s like her face can be felt from all the way across the room. The other’s stop their conversation to see what Yuri is staring at before noticing Sarah.

Sarah just pretends nothing is wrong. Maybe no one will mention her change in wardrobe, right?

As she walks closer, everyone except Yuri look at Sarah with a confused look.

“Shit!” Sarah thought to herself.

“Girl, where your panties at?!” Casandra asked in shock.

“Oh, Ahhh… You see….” Sarah fumbled her words, nervously thinking of an excuse. She then remembers her recently installed bidet. It was a pain to install, but she’s so glad she bought it.

“My bidet started spraying everywhere! Got my underwear wear and everything!” Sarah lied, hoping they’d buy it. She smiles nervously as she waits for their response.

Both Jessica and Casandra look skeptical of the whole thing. But thankfully, Yuri comes in for the save.

“Oh yeah! I had to help her stop spraying everywhere. You should’ve seen it! She was screaming like crazy in there.” Yuri gives Sarah a small wink. Maybe she isn’t so hellbent on embarrassing Sarah after all.

“Ah, ok! I wondered why you were screaming earlier?” Jessica said, seemingly buying the lie. On one hand, Sarah is relieved they took the lie, but knowing that they heard her cries of pleasure causes her to blush.

Sarah shuffled back to her seat, unintentionally flashing her immaculate ass in Emily’s face before sitting back down. She crosses her legs like an office lady during a meeting, except this meeting was held at a nudist colony apparently.