It was supposed to be a five-minute errand... Instead, I slipped a lush inside me before I left, just to see if I could handle it. Its buzz followed me down the sidewalk, into my car, through the simple act of adjusting a parking space. I undid my bra in the driver’s seat and left it there like discarded evidence. And walked back to my place bouncing, exposed, reckless.
It was supposed to be practical. Mundane. Move my car and come back to my place.
Instead, I made a bold choice before I even grabbed my keys.
I slurped my lush in my mouth and then pulled my shorts down to slide it into place. I turned it on, awaiting the pattern I called "yesss" to begin. It started buzzing and anyone within 10 feet could hear it.
I stepped outside like that.
Every footstep toward my car felt wrong in the most intoxicating way. The air brushed against my skin. The vibe brushed against my spot and my clit and the people walking down the sidewalk made eye contact with me while the quiet vibration pulsed between my legs. Every step rubbed against my clit and made me nearly scream. I waited patiently at the crosswalk awaiting the light to change. The lush teasing me as every second passed. I could hear it. Anyone near me could hear it, yet I feigned ignorance and got wetter and wetter.
I power-walked to my car. Every step hitting me in ways I couldn't describe. Once inside my car, sitting on the vibe, its sensation sharpened. I leaned back in the driver’s seat and let the hum build for a moment before reaching behind me to unclasp my bra. The release felt deliberate. I slid it off slowly and threaded my hands through my sleeves leaving it on my passenger seat, a silent marker that this wasn’t just an errand anymore.
When I stepped out to walk back, my tits were free beneath my shirt. The fabric dragged across my nipples with every step. The vibrator hadn’t stopped. It didn’t care that I was outside. It didn’t care that someone could look too closely and notice the way I moved. I didn't care that someone could hear. I walked. My tits jiggling with every step; my nipples protruding from my t-shirt.
I finally got back go my building. Awaited the elevator. It was empty.
And I lifted my shirt. My tits, set free. I sloshed my vibe in me, moaning. I so desperately wanted to leave a puddle in the elevator but it dinged so quickly. Already at my floor.
I wanted the doors to open and for someone to see me, but no one was there. I pulled my shirt down and whimpered as I walked back to my apartment.
By the time I reached my door, the tension had coiled tightly inside me. I didn’t switch the toy off. I didn’t close my blinds. I instead stripped. Fully naked. Lush glowing bright in my pussy. I only hoped one of my neighbors was watching.
I walked out onto my balcony, letting the air wrap around me. Windows everywhere. Potential eyes everywhere. My nipples stood at attention and my skin prickled at the thought.
I whipped my toy in and out of me, slurping and sloshing, just so insanely wet and turned on. I kept licking my nipples to let the breeze tease me further. I nearly screamed as I came dripping on the floor. Panting, needing a drink of water to replenish all the fluids I had lost driving myself crazy.
I think I need to take a ride with my vibe soon. And I need to find someone to play with even sooner.
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