While walking home from college one day, the sky opened up and it started pouring rain. At that point I was only about halfway there, so by the time I got home, I was absolutely drenched. Since I didn't want to get water all over the house, I went around through the back door, stripped naked and tossed my clothes in the dryer. Because our yard is very secluded by a tall fence, I grabbed a towel and went back out to the back porch so I wouldn't soak the carpet, still nude.
At first, it was innocent, as I was just trying to dry off, but after a few minutes, I started to feel myself getting wet again, and this time not from the rain. I guess from the thought of being naked outside, I started getting very horny and the idea of playing with myself seemed pretty fun. Opening up the towel, I spread my legs apart, propped my wet feet on the table and started going to town. Letting my cold, dripping hair fall on top of my breasts, my nipples instantly became rock hard, and the cool wind running across them sent chills up my back. Since my parents wouldn't be home from work for hours, I didn't have to worry about someone catching me, and from the noise of the rain and thunder, I could be as loud as I wanted without the neighbors hearing.
It started raining harder, and I started working faster, thrusting my fingers in and out of my aching vagina, squeezing my nipples and moaning uncontrollably. With one last push, my pussy clamped down on my hand, I cried out and came as hard as I ever had before. Shaking, both from cumming and from the cold wind, I went inside and finished drying off my hair. Once I felt comfortable, I sprung on my tippy toes up the stairs to my room and put on my robe and slippers and came back downstairs and turned on the fireplace.
Sitting in front of the fire, I began feeling warm and toasty, and once again, my thoughts turned to that spot between my legs. Looking around, I grabbed a big candle, pulled up my robe, started rubbing it on my pussy lips and slipped it inside me. Turning towards the fire, my legs were burning hot and I felt like I could melt. Arching myself with only my shoulders and slippered toes touching the floor, I was moving the candle in and out hard and fast. Not wanting to cum too quickly, when I started feeling another orgasm coming, I pulled out the candle and held off. I then started going again, and stopped right before I came. I must have started and stopped a dozen times before I let myself go. When I came, I screamed out, I fell back onto the floor and gushed all over my hand, which I had never done before. All I could do was close my eyes and smile as I squirmed around on the floor, reeling from my thunderous orgasm.
Pulling myself onto the couch, I wiped myself off with the inside of my robe and fell asleep until my parents got home. After that, we had dinner, I finished my homework, and we even watched a movie together, all the while under my robe I had that warm and gooey feeling, being free and bare.