Maggie’s Slutty Nightmare Ch. 2.4

Hey everyone, sorry this chapter has taken so long, I was having an odd conversation with a guy from fetlife telling me about an even that happens every so often, a sex event and then he wanted to know if I wanted to come out to his farm and be fucked by one of his animals...yeah it got weird fast.

“Hey sweetie! Could you come to the living room please!” my mom called out.

“Be right there!” I yelled out back, getting up quick and hoping the drawers were now unlocked.

The first drawer opened, the others were still locked, I found the black leggings and light blue shirt that were left in the directions, with no underwear at all. I put them on anyways, fearing that my mother would come check on me at any moment and made my way to the living room, the leggings feeling a little weird as I walked. When I finally arrived, Jim was there talking to my mom while drinking something of her signature iced tea. He gave me an odd glance and pointed down, his eyes following the direction of his finger. I looked down in shock as I saw skin where there should have been cloth covering, my pussy was completely out in the open.

“There you are sweetie,” my mom turning around and I immediately picked up my backpack I saw on the floor and held it in front of me, covering my new found nakedness, “everyone ok Maggie?”

“Yeah mom, just couldn’t find my phone and I thought I left it in my bag when you called me to come in.”

“Oh, sorry about that sweetie, Jim just needed a hand with something in his garage really quick if you don’t mind, he said you were so helpful the other day and I thought you wouldn’t mind.”

“Anything, anything at all, I’m here to help,” a bead of sweat rolled down the side of my cheek in contrast to the breeze that made its way over my bare crotch.

“Well, it’ll be real quick Magpie, we better get going don’t want to take up too much of your day.”

I managed to pass by my mother without her seeing and was at the door when suddenly I jumped as my mother spoke, “you can leave your backpack sweetie, I doubt you’ll be needing it,” how wrong she was.

“Absolutely right,” I dropped the bag next to the door, facing away from her as I slowly turned the knob and prayed no one was standing right in front of our house, hands in front of my pussy.

“Let’s go princess,” Jim said giving my butt a gentle shove.

With that, we left the house and began the awkward walk next door. Passing by people walking their dogs, cars passing by, it felt like the whole community had to be out at this very moment to watch me walk the 50 feet to Jim’s garage and even though I was covered, I felt very exposed. I felt like a little school girl being punished as I walked with my hands in front of me and my head down. Living in such a small town I could only imagine the people walking around me that I’ve known my whole life. I looked up to see Mrs. Elizabeth who runs the small clothing boutique downtown walking by with her German Shepard. Mr. Carter, my middle school PE teacher driving by and Jack the local life guard looking like he was heading to the pool for a shift. I couldn’t bear to look around without the fear of them finding out my current predicament or the embarrassment and humiliation becoming too much to bear.

“Come on Maggie, you’re falling behind,” I looked up really quick to see Jim already at his garage about to open it up, I hadn’t even realized that I wasn’t walking anymore.

I started walking again when I ran into something soft, yet firm and realized that I had just walked into someone, “shit, I’m,” I looked up to see Carlos standing in front of me and immediately began to panic.

Had he seen, does he know my pussy is exposed and out in the open, does he know I’m not wearing any underwear, can he see my breasts through the shirt, question after question playing in my mood as my anxiety began to grow exponentially with the possibility that I’ve just been exposed to one of my very best friends. But when I looked at him once again, I saw him standing there uncharacteristically with arms out like he was expecting a hug. I got up really close before moving my hands away from my body, hoping his would cover my exposure and as my hands moved away I felt the backs brush up against the front of his pants and felt something hard and immediately put my arms around him and hugged him close hoping he didn’t notice my accidental graze.

“It’s so good to see you, I’ve been missing you,” Carlos said as it almost felt like was smelling my hair and his hands were trailing downwards from my back.

“Yeah, I’ve missed you,” I felt Carlos’ hands on my ass as they both started to squeeze my cheeks, “too!”

I was worried about him feeling my braless chest against his body, but I guess that was the last of my worries as I tried to pull back and look up to ask what the hell was he doing, but the look on his face was none I had ever seen him make before. A slight grin on his mouth, the intensity of his eyes looking into my wide-open shocked ones the flush of his cheeks that could not be mistaken for anything else but arousal. I felt his left hand move from my ass around my hip as it slowly slipped between us.

“Dude, what the fuck are you,” his fingers curled and slipped inside of me like a hook as I buried my face into his chest hoping to muffle the loud, “fuck!”

Gripping the back of his shirt tightly and biting my lip, I looked around hoping that I hadn’t grabbed anyone’s attention and looked back at Carlos with his shit eating grin as one of his hands was still squeezing my ass and his other had fingers pushing deeper inside of me.