Maggie’s Slutty Reality Ch. 9.1

Hey everyone, able to finally write, although I have been struggling for hours at my new job and doing a lot of stuff to keep busy in the mean time between family and volunteer work, I'm hoping to focus and finally finish my 4th book as a goal.

After a few hours on the phone with Natalie, telling her every little detail of what happened, I was so incredibly hot and wet all over again that I desperately needed relief and not just the usual relief I could get from just masturbating. I needed what she described as a good mind fuck to go with my orgasm. I just didn’t know how I was going to do it, between my neighbor so close, Officer Chad probably prowling the streets for me, for anything I may do, Carlos or God knows who else would love to have leverage on me once again, I couldn’t take the risk of possibly running my life all over again.

I decided to call back the one person I trusted, the one person who now knew me well enough to help live out my fantasies and without the worry of repercussions form her.

“That was fast, did you forget to tell me something about today?”

“I, well, I” I mean I told her a lot of things but I still felt embarrassed having to ask such a private request, “I really need to find some, release and just masturbating isn’t going to cut it.”

“Hmmm, so you want to be my little puppet once again just so you can get off?”

“Please…”

“Well, I can’t say no to a friend in need so come right over, but you have to do everything I tell you, ok?”

“Yes ma’am,” were the only words I could muster to say, I trusted her, but at the same time I did have a little fear of the embarrassing situation she was about to put me in.

“Hoodie, sandals, nothing else, don’t worry about wallet or phone and leave your window slightly open so you can get back in later tonight, just in case you aren’t presentable to your parents if they are still awake, actually just tell them you are staying over and we’re having a girl’s night tonight,” I could almost feel her smirking on the other side of the phone, “you do remember where I live right?”

“Yes, a few blocks away and,” she cut me off before I could finish.

“Good girl, I’ll see you soon.”

I made sure to tell my parents about me staying over at Natalie’s before I got changed. It would seem pretty obvious at the least that I wasn’t wearing shorts or pants with my hoodie and that would be bad enough as it is if my parents figured out, I was only wearing the hoodie. With that thought I knew I couldn’t walk out the front door like that, so I left my window slightly open dressed in my normal attire, hoodie as well and made my around the side of my house back towards my window. It may have been slightly dark out, but I was still worried about stripping outside like I was about to.

“Well, the more I hesitate, the more chance of getting caught.”

Also, the more I thought of it, the more afraid I would get caught, or my neighbor was around walking his dog just at the right time. I kicked off my sandals, not wanting them to get in the way and the easiest to strip off first. The hoodie was next, laying it out on the bushes next to me, easily accessible once I was able to put it on once again. With a slight hesitation, I undid my shorts and let them fall to the ground, having been accustomed to no longer wearing underwear, I was now naked from the waist down with my shirt just barely covering my pussy if someone just happened to walk by, my ass on the other hand was pretty visible.

I felt the exposure, even though no one was around to see and a car passing by would have to be looking directly in my direction to even come close to noticing, my pussy and ass was still out there for the world. If I was thinking straight, I probably should have taken the shirt off first and quickly put the hoodie on and then taken off the rest while well protected by my oversized outwear. Maybe deep down I wanted to feel like this, I didn’t want to be safe and I knew that was a dangerous feeling for me. I figured, why stop there then and pulled my shirt off, the last material covering my slutty body and dropping it to the ground with my shorts and sandals. But instead of throwing on my hoodie right away, I took the time to fold my shirt and shorts and carefully put them back into my room through the window before putting the hoodie on.

Apart of me felt like I needed this, wanted this, should be punished by having to do so before being able to cover myself once again and it was so exhilarating that I could feel my body shaking from how turned on I was getting. Butt clenching, pussy quivering, lip biting, heartfelt exhilaration that I needed so badly. I closed the window just enough so I could get back in, but so my mother wouldn’t notice it and close it leaving me in a predicament and only then did I put the hoodie back on. I wanted so badly to get myself off right there, but I knew whatever Natalie had in store for me would probably be well worth the wait.

When I finally put my sandals back on, and had the courage to go out into the open and walk the few blocks over to her place, the walk itself was pure torture. The material rubbed against my sensitive nipples, I could feel the hem of my hoodie rubbing up and down the underside of my butt as I walked teasingly, and how open it was allowed every little gust of wind to tantalize my pussy that I worried that I wasn’t being covered at all. I was kept in a constant state of horniness the whole walk and put me in such a state that I didn’t notice a single car or person that may have passed me being so into my head and the feelings my body was going through until I finally reached her door.

My legs squeezed together to try to hold the wetness in, my nipples so hard that I swore they were about to poke holes through the thick material and I couldn’t help but pull the back down thinking my cheeks must be exposed by where the bottom felt like it was.

Knock! Knock! Knock!