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Chapter #4
"I might have a spare towel somewhere."
by: Unknown
"I might have a spare towel somewhere, just give me a minute." Rebecca's mother said as she walked downstairs.
Rebecca sat herself down grumpily, her stupid mother hadn't even thought about her clothing situation and now she was forced to remain naked until she could get her clothes back. School was starting in just under an hour so she had to hurry if she wanted to make it on time, not to mention clothed.
Rebecca's mind wandered as she sat on the toilet seat and felt the fresh air flow in from the window, she noticed her nipples were still pointy from the shower and watched the small drops of water run down her bare chest. In her boredom she began humming as she waited for a towel, her eyes went back to her chest as she watched her breasts move up and down with her breathing, they jiggled slightly with every sharp breath and Rebecca brushed one as she noticed a bit of soap running down her nipple.
She felt a similar sensation in her chest, this time in the morning was usually happy time, where after her shower she would go back to her room and touch herself until she came. The memory of those times made Rebecca feel a little hotter inside and she fanned herself slightly to try and distract herself from that part of her brain, now was not the time to enjoy herself.
But those thoughts still pestered her mind, as she sat in her bathroom completely naked she realised her predicament, and decided there were a few minutes to spare before her mother returned. She thought there wasn't any spare towel anyway, just a reason to get away from her daughter. Rebecca reclined herself and began massaging her breasts and sex, she felt the small zaps of energy as she fondled herself, a smile grew across her face as she moaned, her fingers still working away she closed her eyes and reclined further on the toilet. Her fingers began moving faster and faster and the arousal inside of her grew stronger and stronger, her nipples stiffened more and she let out a high pitched moan.
As she moved her fingers into her sex and used her thumb to begin stroking her clit she was abruptly spun from her fun session as she heard the door opening. In her arousal she had forgotten the lock was broken on the door, and in her panic instead of making her presence in the room known she...
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