Anna rests, but hands begin to wander

"I shouldn't," Anna glanced around the woods, trying to keep her hands away from her intimates. All she needed to do was catch her breath and get on the move again. A few minutes and she'd be on the run again.

Anna took a deep breath and took a moment to reflect on her day. She had lost her clothes so quickly, and here she was, away from the school without a thread to her name. Not to mention, a whole bunch of people knew there was a streaker about. Anna could only hope they didn't recognize her.

As she sat there, she let her hands drape across her damp skin. They glided over her body with relative ease, making her take notice of how her skin felt in this state. She felt more aware of the passing breeze, showing her senses were heightened due to her nudity. An unmistakable warmth radiated from between her legs, and her fingertips wandered up her inner thigh.

She could feel goose bumps over her skin, and the nipples on her chest tightened into an outgoing shape. Her free hand left her breasts uncovered, and soon joined the other hand in exploring her inner thighs.

Anna looked at her exposed womanhood with a blushing face. It was shaven clean, and damp. Damp not only from the shower, but from her own feelings of arousal. There was a pressure inside her, causing her womanhood to moisten.

"I never enjoyed something like this before," Anna said outloud. She felt really embarrassed to be so worked up outside.

With a slow touch, she let a hand go between her legs, and a finger began to gently press against her warm lips. Her mouth opened wide with a silent gasp. She had touched a sensitive spot. One hand joined the other, however, she wasn't trying to stop herself. Her hand was merely there. The hidden finger was still petting the wet lips.

It took a lot of Anna's will power, but she finally **** herself to pull her hands away. She took a few deep breaths glanced around the woods, and then back towards the school. Nobody was there to see her.