The Naked Journey

With one hand pressed against my boobs and the other wedged into pussy as my fingers played around inside, I poked my head out to make sure no one was in the hallway. I bit my lip as I took my first naked step outside of my room. This was much different than earlier as both of my parents were home and I was completely naked this time. It was gonna take a lot of luck to get back to the laundry room and dressed without anyone catching me. It was also gonna take some luck of just not orgasming halfway to my destination. Each quiet, careful step down the hall made me realize just how long the hallway really was and if I heard someone coming up the stairs I wouldn’t have much time to react.

Luckily, I could hear both of them downstairs as I got to the top of the stairs. Mom was chatting about the event to my half-listening dad. He seemed to be distracted which helped me out. I began my careful journey back down the stairs even more naked than I was when I came up a few minutes prior. I thought I was in the clear as it sounded like both my mom and dad were preoccupied with their own things until the doorbell rang. I froze and looked for a spot to hide. I went to the coffee table that was near the sofa as I heard my mom turn off the water and tell my dad, “I’ll get it, honey.”

I held my hand over my mouth as I heard my mom’s footsteps walking by and hoped that I was enough out of view by the sofa and table. My other hand was still teasing my pussy as I muffled my moans of my mom talking to delivery driver. She chatted for a minute and said her farewell before closing the door. I heard her calling for me, “Jaime? You got a package.” She waited for an answer before she said, “What is that girl up to?”

My fingers were furiously plunging into my pussy as I kept my hand over my mouth as I could hear her make her way upstairs. Something about almost being caught had turned me on as much as earlier with Mr. Jenkins. My fingers were slurping in and out of my pussy as my thumb pressed on my clit. It didn’t take long for me to have yet another orgasm under the table. Holding back my moans only seemed to make the orgasm harder and longer. I took a few deep breathes as I heard my mom voice from upstairs calling for me. I quickly got up and made my way to the corner with the hallway. I could see the back of my dad’s head watching tv as I could hear my mom’s footsteps on the stairs.

I quickly scurried down the hallway and thought I was caught when i heard my mothers’s voice behind me. I turned to see she wasn’t there but still on the stairs. She called for my dad, “Honey! Have you seen Jaime? She wasn’t in her room.” It was now or never as I quickly made it into the laundry room and gently closed the door.

I heard my dad say, “I haven’t seen her down here either.” His voice was close but it trickled off as he passed by the laundry room. I quickly went to the dryer and grabbed my clothes and sheets. Luckily, everything was dry and I even found a spare towel to dry off my juices before pulling up my jeans. I grabbed the jeans and slid them up my feet and began the painful task of pulling them up each leg. I could feel that they must have shrunk a bit in the dryer as it was even harder pulling them up. I was in desperate need of clothes so I would need a plan. I sucked in as much air as I could and one more tug had most of my ass covered as I buttoned it up. I quickly found my slip that was pressed even tighter on my chest and my nipples were hissing that they had to be covered again. I slipped on the Henley that was tight against my chest as each layer of clothing seemed to stimulate my nipples more. Finally with the jacket on, I was finally completely clothed as I heard the door open.

“Here she is! Honey, Jaime is in here,” I heard my dad say as he saw me grabbing my sheets.

I feign confusion with a smile as I say, “I’m sorry were you guys looking for me?” The aching in my pussy and nipples were causing me to bite my lip as I left the laundry room with my sheets.