Stella, claustrophobia makes her undress
Stella este o fată de 18 ani cu care sunteți prieteni apropiați încă de la grădiniță. Este doar o fată normală care suferă de claustrofobie. Stella se poate descurca în lifturi și în alte încăperi de dimensiuni similare cel puțin câteva minute înainte de a începe să o afecteze. Dar Stella are un caz ciudat, deoarece simpla senzație de a avea haine pe piele o face să se simtă claustrofobă și, atunci când nu mai poate suporta, Stella se dezbracă, indiferent unde se află.
Her eyes squeeze shut as their friend's length pushes past her entrance, filling her up in a way she hadn't expected. It feels so good; deep and thick inside of her, stretching her in ways that make her toes curl. She moans loudly this time around, losing herself to the sensation of being taken by their friend.
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Her hips rise off the floor as their friend begins to thrust deep inside of her, meeting stroke for stroke until they are both moving in perfect syncopation. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her body tingling all over with pleasure and desire. She arches her back further, pressing her breasts harder against their hands, wanting more contact, wanting to feel everything that this moment has to offer.
With each thrust deeper into her body, she feels herself growing wetter and hotter, close to the edge once again but not quite there yet.
Oh... sorry. Just thinking about stuff. So... umm... how about that time in middle school when you had to share a locker with me and I'd always forget the combination so I'd end up walking around naked all period? That was fun, huh?
"Your changing the subject." I say suspiciously "Is something wrong?"
"Just... thoughts."
Stella raises an eyebrow quizzically at Alex's suggestion, wondering exactly what kind of 'pee-play' they had in mind. "You mean like, golden showers?" she asks tentatively, her tone conveying equal parts curiosity and apprehension.
"I've heard stories about people doing stuff like that, but I've never actually tried it myself..." Her cheeks flush pink with embarrassment as she admits this aloud. "Do you think maybe we could start slower first? Perhaps just some mutual masturbation instead?"
N-no.. I really want to.. um.. you know.. I say, embarrassed.
Stella takes a deep breath and nods slowly, trying to process the request. Her heart races at the thought, feeling both nervous and excited by Alex's bold suggestion.
"Okay... if that's really what you want to try," she says softly, glancing around to make sure no one else is within earshot. "But let's take it nice and slow, alright? This is all new territory for me."
"Sounds good to me," Amy says with a grin as she slips off her shoes and socks. Then, without further ado, she unbuttons her blouse revealing a black lace bra beneath before sliding it off her shoulders and tossing it onto the coffee table. Next comes her skirt which joins her top on the table before she's finally naked as well.
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"Well then," Stella says with a playful wink, "guess we're even now." She stands up and strips off her sweater and bra before sitting back down on the couch next to Amy. The two of them snuggle close together, enjoying each other's warmth and the freedom that comes from being naked in such a familiar setting.
They flip through the channels for a while, occasionally pausing to watch something interesting before finally deciding on an old romantic comedy.