Fighting her urges.

Sally returns to her room shaken by the encounter with her mother but confident that her costume was good enough to continue her plan for the evening. She removed the costume and placed it on her bed leaving her naked once again. She raises her hands to her breasts and grabs ahold of her nipples. She immediately lets out a silent gasp as she realizes just how tender and sore they have became.

“Oh my! This just from a quick loop through the house and seeing my parents!? I’ll be on the verge of exploding after the party at this rate!”

After one final tug, she releases her nipples and allows her hand to drift over her bare stomach, across her bare pussy to her vagina. It was already soaked. Her finger slipped in with ease.

“Oh god. Yessss.” She moans out.

Her silent room is filled with the muted sounds of her lubricated finger pumping in and out of her pussy. Her eyes begin to flutter as she increases in tempo before abruptly stops.

“No. I want to ride this wave all night.” She tells herself in a defiant tone.

She looks down to her hand, gazing her fingers that now shine her fluids. Looking past her hand she sees that she has little trails of juices running down the insides of her thighs trailing back to her pussy that aches for more of her touch. Her hand absentmindedly drifts back towards her mound before she has to make the conscious effort to retract it.

She walks over to the wardrobe and looks in the mirror admiring her body. She then grabs a few tissues and wipes off her thighs as best she can.

“Like that’ll last long anyway.” She giggles to herself.

Taking one last look in the mirror and giving herself a twirl, she can hear the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. Lily, her best friend, must be arriving to pick her up. With a grin Sally grabs the ghost costume and slips it back over her body.

As she heads down the stairs she’s careful not to be seen by her parents as she calls out, “Bye mom, bye dad, I’m headed out!”

Her parents give her a response but she’s already thinking about the possibilities of the evening and does not even register anything they told her. As she steps through the threshold separating the house from the outside world she takes note of the feeling of the concrete beneath her still bare feet and the substantial temperature change.

“Ahhh” she gasps unprepared for the cold temperature. With a slight shiver she mutters to herself “if anyone else notices my nipples, I can definitely blame it on this cold!” Regaining her senses she gleefully trots over to Lily’s car.