1. Butterfly Swarm


    Date: 9/26/2015, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: puddleduck, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    bed, side-on to the window, and gently lifted its hem, dragging it over her bare knees. She lay backwards on the bed, but continued to pull the skirt upwards. Shuffling her hips, she gently rustled the dress higher; and, first with her right hand and then, shifting her balance, her left, she pulled down the waistband of her knickers until they were just below her knees, bent over the end of the bed. She kicked them off, leaving her exposed. If he was looking he could see her bare legs. She pulled them up, and moved her knees apart, so her legs were spread wide. She was so fucking wet, she thought, so ready. Her hand moved between her legs and slowly rubbed. She angled herself slightly towards the window – not to be blatant, but so that she was sure Tony could see right between her legs and see her bare pussy. Her most intimate part, exposed to him in her wedding dress. That gave her an impossible thrill. She rubbed faster over her lips. Legs stretched wide like a gymnast, Jenny now lifted her bottom off the bed, holding herself up with one arm. This was so explicit and she knew it, but the thrill of being seen like this, of needing to be seen, overtook rational thought. With her middle finger she rubbed urgently in full view. And at that point Ruby entered Jenny thoughts. Driven by her excitement Jenny imagined her at the fitting too. What if Ruby had helped then? What if she had come through to the bedroom and helped her undress afterwards right on this bed? What if Ruby ...
    had surprised her and pulled up her dress and run her tongue up the inside of her leg? Jenny’s fantasy was taking an unexpected direction, but it only made it hotter. It was just a fantasy. And as Jenny came, noisily, she was thinking what a view they would give Tony. How they would make him come. * Two days before her wedding, Jenny walked down the aisle of her local supermarket. Aside from the coffee with Ruby, she had hardly been out during the day since she’d moved to the new flat. Regret about her behaviour only now surfaced outside, when the reality of what she’d been doing cast a harsh light. What if she ran into Tony? She’d reassure herself as she walked along, scanning for him, that she still didn’t know she was being watched. Or at least that he couldn’t possibly know she knew. But she’d never quite convinced herself. But that morning she was preoccupied with what she’d cook for dinner, so she didn’t notice until it was too late. Her eyes had just looked down the length of the meat counter when her stomach lurched to her throat. Tony was standing ten metres away. Panic rising, Jenny hid her face and turned her trolley to head in the opposite direction. She swept into the next aisle. Yet seconds later there – again – was Tony in the distance. Had he seen her? Maybe not. Jenny froze, staring, unsure where to go. She felt a surge of hope as Tony then turned and disappeared again. Jenny had to seize the chance to leave the shop. She rolled her trolley towards the exit. It ...
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