She’s an amateur exhibitionist

“It’s just into the hall, it’s just into the hall…” Kotone muttered to herself as she stood in her bedroom, in front of the door. It had only been a few days since she’d come to the dorm, and she was trying to welcome herself in her own special way. She had one hand on the doorknob and even though she wanted to do what she was about to do, it still made her feel nervous, naturally.

She took a deep breath as she finally opened the door and stepped out, her bare foot touching the floor, an action that was enough to make her shudder as she took another step out, then another, slowly closing the door behind her. She let out a shaky breath as she stood in the hallway.

Completely naked.

Truth was, Kotone was an exhibitonist, though definitely an amateur one at that. She’d never done anything more than stripping in a public stall or walking around naked on a porch, or in a fenced backyard. She’d taken this opportunity of coming to a new place and new housing to try her hand at something more risky. So that’s how she got here, standing naked in front of her door.

Her heart raced in her ears but she craned her head towards the stairs at the end of the hall to see if anyone was coming up. When she didn’t hear any footsteps, she took another deep, but shaky, breath and started walking.

Step by slow step she made her way down the hall towards the stairs. Her breasts jiggled with every little movement, and that, on top of the way she ran her hands up and down her sides, only reminded her of her nudity, sending another shiver down her spine. Her hands moved from her sides to her chest as she groped her modest breasts. She lifted them up, feeling her soft skin under her fingers before she let them go, feeling them bounce back into place. Her hands then trailed down between her legs, where she smiled as she felt a dampness.

Finally, she had reached the stairs, where she had originally planned to stop. She let out a deep breath of satisfaction before she turned around, and started to walk back, happy she’d done it. But then…she stopped. She once again craned her neck to the stairs, checking for any footsteps that could come up and see her ass with the way she was standing, but she heard nothing.

Part of her was already screaming at her to go back before she got caught, but…another part of her made her turn around, and start walking downstairs.

Her breast bounced with her movements as she made her way down to the second floor, questioning herself with every step. Her face burned and her heart continued to beat quickly as she took one step after another, until she was at the second floor. Only two floors down were her new friends, not at all aware she was standing naked so relatively close and exposed. The feeling left her legs trembling both in fear and arousal.

Her hands once again roamed to her pussy, where before she could stop herself, she began to stroke her lower lips. She covered her mouth with her other hand to suppress noise as she started masturbating, right there on the stairs. Of course, she still did her best to listen for any potential footsteps, but she was more focused on the intense pleasure she felt as she slipped a finger inside her wet folds.

If this was enough to make her feel this good, what else could she do? How else could she feel?

The pleasure continued to grow as she could already feel that familiar pressure inside her body growing as well. She moved faster, thrusting the finger rapidly in and out of herself as her body begged for the release. She moaned, though it was muffled by her hand. Her eyes closed as her body threatened to buckle under the pressure.

Finally, she let out a moan that was so loud that even through her hand you could probably hear it from several feet away. The reason for this moan was the explosion of juices that erupted from her pussy as she came.

But just as she started to cum, she heard footsteps. Fast ones.