(chapter originally by Bram Lueche at writing.com)
Yukari couldn't believe herself, she was sitting naked in the middle of the strip mall and pleasuring herself, and worst of all, it was by far the most incredible sensation she had ever experienced, she closed her eyes, bit down on her lips and began moaning.
lost in a sea of pleasure, Yukari's fingers moved rhythmically in and out of her pussy, she squirmed and writhed in place as the juices in her loins stirred, causing her fingers to produce louder and lewder sounds as she continued to bring herself closer to orgasm.
As the biggest orgasm Yukari had ever experienced washed over her, toes curling and body convulsing with wave after wave of climactic ecstasy, "I'm cumming!" Yukari called out to no one in particular, she opened her eyes to a scene she was not expecting:
Instead of the coffin she had chose to finger herself before, there was a young man (probably not much older than she was) standing in front of her, his face was a mixture of shock and embarrassment, looking around her, she spotted more people, over there was a couple staring at her blankly, and there was an old man, seemingly drunk but still sober enough to notice the moaning, orgasming girl sitting naked in front of him.
The dark hour had passed while she masturbated! She didn't know how long ago that happened, or how much of her show they had caught, but she knew that every single one of them had witnessed her O face, and each one saw the dripping liquid in between her legs and soaking her fingers, for a moment nobody spoke, nobody moved.
Yukari decided it might be best to run.
