She'll go after her key

She had to get back inside. Hannah looked at the long dark stretch of path extend to a lone lantern in the middle and a few bushes and trees on either side. Past the lantern lay the open field of grass with her key lost somewhere within it. The field was dimly lit by the light of the lantern, but was bordered by the wide low-rise appartement building on the far side. There was nothing but a few low bushes and the occasional tree to obscure the view. She would sneak along the path and crouch behind the bushes for cover where she could scout for my key.

As she raised her hand up to the wall for a final peek around the corner, her forearm brushed against one of her nipples. Either from the cold or from arousal, or likely both, it had went rockhard. In all her panic, she had nearly forgotten how arousing she found all of this. Nevertheless, she had no intention of getting caught. She could see the appartement block at its end, with a number of windows still lit up. Absentmindedly, her hand slid down her smooth belly and covered her pussy. She had to stop herself from touching herself any further as she shivered from the chill and shameful excitement.

With one arm covering what she could of her tiny breasts and the other cupped between her legs, she took a last look at the street behind her before continuing her self-inflicted streak. She couldn't believe what she had gotten herself into. Not only was she nude in public, but it was right outside her very own house, in a small town where everyone knew her! She would never hear the end of it if someone were to see her like this.

She had intended to sneak, but it turned into a full sprint as she ran through the shaded path. If anyone were to walk unto the path now, there was absolutely no way for her to hide in time. As she stepped into the streetlight, it illuminated her pale skin.

Looking straight ahead, she could see a group of girls standing outside the appartement building. They were talking amongst themselves, and luckily had not noticed her. Hannah quickly dove to the side, unto the wet grass and behind a small circular cluster of bushes around a single, broad oak. There was no way she could walk out unto the grass now without being seen by the girls, let alone look around for her tiny key. She dared not even walk back unto the path and into the light to turn back to the safety of her backyard until the group had returned inside. At the very least it was a group of girls, rather than boys. As Hannah decided to wait it out, she could contain her excitement no longer. Her nipples poked into the palms of her hands as she began to move them in small circles, the smooth skin of her slender hands lightly brushing against them. She tried to keep her shivering breath down as much as she could, but knew that it likely would not make much of a difference anyway at this distance. After a while, her hand slid down again as she slowly spread her skinny legs and felt her wet pussy. What else could she do with her time, right? She slipped a finger in between her lips, and stroked her clit a single time. This was the point of no return. She did not have the self control to stop herself now. Softly and slowly, she rubbed herself closer and closer to an orgasm. She was totally naked, where anyone might stumble upon her, yet it only added to her arousal. She pinched her sensitive nipples with her left hand. First one, then the other, careful to give each one an equal amount of love. Her right hand slowly stroked between her legs, her fingers already sticky and wet.

Suddenly, she heard the voices grow louder, closer. The girls were walking down the path now, towards her! Hannah pulled her hand back from between her legs and jumped into a crouching position. She could stay put and risk having the girls spot her as they walked past, or she could crawl around the bushes, but emerge in full view of the entire appartement building! Neither option sounded particularly ideal, but the latter certainly had a lower chance to end in utter humiliation. Anyone looking out of their window might spot her, but perhaps not identify her, at least.