Wrong Turn Chapter 2
She closed the door quickly, leaning against it, breathing hard. She couldn't believe what just happened! Her knees trembled as she thought of him, his eyes just watching her. She brushed a paw down her body, shivering as she made contact with her hard nipples.
She raced off to the bedroom, not caring about the water she was dripping on the floor. She lay on her bed, rubbing her breasts through the thin bikini top. She moaned, arching her back. One paw trailed down her pudgy tummy, brushing against the warm spot between her legs. Her bikini bottoms were wet, and not just from the hose. She slipped an eager finger beneath the thin material, feeling how wet she really was.
She cried out as her fingers found her most sensitive place. Her other paw pinched and rubbed her nipples til they were harder than they had ever been. She stopped playing long enough to remove her bathing suit, throwing it to the floor.
Her paws found their favorite places again, pinching and rubbing. She moaned again, imagining her paws were his, the stranger watching her this afternoon. She squirmed on the bed, the fire in her belly burning hotter and hotter. She cried out, back bowed, as her fingers plunged into her sweet spot over and over. She continued to play, wave after wave crashing over her, til she collapsed. Panting, she dropped her paws back down to the bed.
Never had she experienced anything quite like that. Exhausted, she rolled onto her side. Her last thought before sleep overcame her was whether he'd be back again.