Homegoing

My eyes opened slowly. The grass at my back was really stinging now. I opened my eyes more. All I could see was a cyan-ish sky. Wait! Cyan!?

I instantly sat up.

And I looked at myself. I was nude.

In the middle of a freaking ground. And nothing on me. And home was almost a kilometer away. I panicked. I checked the watch. It was four in the morning.

The sun was up early today.

I stood up. And I held my breasts tightly. Panic was building a lot of tension down there. I was intensely wanting to touch herself. Free herself. I wanted to do it. I wanted to masturbate.

Not right now! You stupid! This was a bad idea in the first place!

I sped out of the field. And I kept walking ahead. As fast as I could. The sun was slowly coming up. It was around 4:30 am! I continude walking as fast as I could. But somehow, walking fast was developing a sense of rift, a sense of satisfaction down there. Just walking faster was making me so wet.

I ran. I ran through the same places I had run through last night. Sweat began trickling down my body again. My body was shaking.

What if someone saw me! What if someone saw me!

I kept running. I was so thankful that I had worn shoes right now. After one point, I let go of my breasts and continude running nude. MY breasts jiggled and bounced at each step. But I couldn't care more for now. And thus I reached the four road crossing again. I looked all ways.

It was so freaking me out.

Nobody was coming.

But it was fucking broad daylight.

I sped across.

There was no other option anyway. I could swear she saw a car at the end of the road on my right but I didn't care anymore. I just kept running. My muscles had tired, but I told herself, it doesn't matter. There is no option. Just, fucking, reach, home!

I passed by restaurants.

Buildings.

A field.

But I kept running. I was so horny right now. I just wanted to sit down and masturbate. I just wanted to do it. Then and there.

And I couldn't.

I ran off and finally reached my society. I looked around. I was exposed by all eight sides. It was freaking me out. So much so that my body was shaking from the incidence. I peeked in into my flat-society. Nobody was there, I climbed over the wall.

The climbing process made me incredibly wet as my legs stretched and my vagina was open to cool air for a bit.

But I made her way in. And I landed like a cat. I took some time to breathe. I looked at the watchman's cabin. He was gone! Damn it! But I wasn't interested in him right now. I just hid behind cars and bikes and scooters as I made my way towards the garden, and from there, to my wing.

I looked at the stairs. Four floors. Right now? Ugh!
Fuck it!
I told myself. And I got into the lift.