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Behind the Tennis Court

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This afternoon, I walked over to the neighborhood pool only to find it crowded, too crowded to make use of. It didn't really matter to me as I had only come to work on my summer tan anyway. I was reading at a picnic table outside of the pool area and realized how horny I was getting. I thought of ways to get off, and I probably would have discreetly done it at my table, but there were too many people around, though that turned me on all the more. I formulated a plan to aid my wet pussy: I would retreat behind the vacant tennis court and pretend to be looking for something while actually rubbing my clit. I determined that I would be out of view back there (assuming no one took a stroll or decided to play tennis, not to mention home owners in their backyards may see something suspicious in the distance). I was working up my courage when a man walked right by my determined spot. Just imagine! If I had actually gone by then, this man would've walked right past me playing with myself! I would have given him quite the show. That thought aroused me even more, and as soon as he left, I headed over.

Once behind the tennis court, I squatted, my pool bag in front of me to cover myself a bit. I wanted to play with my tits, but I cut to the chase, I did not want to be too exposed anyhow. My hand shot down my little shorts into my swimsuit bottoms. I really was wet. I circled my clit in a fast frenzy. I am not usually a fan of penetration because I am too tight for it (and my inner lips do not like to open for me), but I managed to slip a finger in, and it felt heavenly. I don't usually feel the need to moan, but I couldn't help it; the situation just made me feel so... naughty. I realized that I needed to get home to shower and head to an appointment, so I didn't finish there. I continued my session in the shower though, but I still didn't cum. When I got out of the shower, I put on a dress with nothing under it and watched myself masturbate in front of the mirror. I squelched with each motion and thrust into my fingers. I had to stop playing with my perky tits to stabilize myself for one of my most powerful orgasms yet.

Oh, I plan on visiting my spot more this summer, and finishing the task there too, in that little dress with nothing underneath.



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