A mantis girl

Peeking through a dense bush, you see a girl laying back against a tree, moaning with need, but obviously trying to keep herself quiet. Well, you could obviously tell she was a girl by her 'lady parts'. She had green skin, though perhaps skin wasn't the right word, exoskeleton? Yea, that's what it was called. A smooth, green exoskeleton which seemed to shine when a spot of sunlight shone on her through the trees. She had no hair, and large featureless eyes, with two antenna atop her head. She even had the face and head like a mantis, complete with mandibles. Yet somehow she still looked... Cute.

How best to describe what you were seeing... She was a praying mantis. You do recall seeing something about insect girls in the information packet you were initially given, though they were said to be far more human like in appearance. This one, it seemed, retained all the features of a mantis, complete with abdomen and smaller legs, or arms in this case you suppose, on her thorax. She wasn't entirely like a mantis though, of course, or else she wouldn't be trying to pleasure herself as she was.

It was actually a bit painful to watch, to be honest. Her arms were akin to those of a mantis, of course, which weren't exactly made for such an activity. She slid her arms between oddly feminine legs, moaning softly as they tease her inviting cunt. There's no rush to her movements, as she is careful only to use the back of her arms. Slowly she runs them over her outer lips, alternating arms as she does so, sliding them upwards as her shoulders hunch slightly in a near-silent moan.

Her body shakes slightly, mandibles clicking as she releases a needy whimper. She seemed so close to orgasm, yet it also seemed like she was struggling. It made sense, you can't imagine it would be easy to masturbate with such arms, no fingers and there was the chance of being cut. You know women can get lost in the throes of orgasm, but in her case that would be dangerous.

You find yourself very much aware of how hard you were getting. You had been getting mildly aroused already from the sounds but now felt your cock growing down one leg of your boxers and pressing uncomfortably against the inside of your pants. At the moment you had no way of removing them, as you dared not even try to adjust them for fear of making some slight noise that would betray your presence.

The mantis girl sat on the ground, rotating her body as she lay back against the tree, her petite legs towards you. You find yourself with a good view of her crotch - not the best view since her legs weren't spread very far and the area between was rather shadowed, but it was good enough to send your thoughts into a higher gear and make your cock more uncomfortable.

After a few minutes she adjusted her legs, spreading them further. Now you had a much better view of her most intimate parts, and there was an obvious wetness steadily pooling on the ground beneath her. You have to **** himself not to gasp aloud at the sight, and instead took a couple of measured deeper breaths through your nose to calm yourself. In doing so you note the unmistakable scent of her arousal, which in its way made things worse. But despite your cock straining painfully against your pants, you still think the view was more than worth the discomfort.

As the mantis girl continued playing with herself, squirming and gyrating her hips more vigorously now, you could hear her panting more heavily and an occasional soft moan would escape her. She worked her forearm in little circles around her clit and the moans got louder; the wet spot was growing too. This was especially noticeable when she would reach a little lower to press into her cleft, which made a light squishing sound and made her drip even more. You could hardly think straight from having such an intimate, erotic view of this oddly sexy sight and had to keep fighting the temptation to slide your own hand down and stroke yourself.

It was an erotic display, and if you stood there watching any longer you were liable to burst yourself, or take advantage. Then again, that might not be a bad thing, considering the sort of place you were in. Would that even be allowed? Nobody would be around to care, though someone might take notice. For all you knew, those eyes in the sky might be watching along with you. It seems you have a choice to make, either back away and leave her be, take advantage, or at least let your presence be known.