The night was cold with rain and mud, the girl young and pale, bolting through the rain in an attempt to avoid a soaking. As bad luck with the weather often dictates, her attempts were meaningless. She took cover underneath a small overhang at a rundown hotel, all the lights were out and there was nobody around her. She shivered in her soaked clothing and tried to figure out a way to get home as quickly as possible without getting more wet than she'd already become. The street light caught her in it's gaze as she thought to herself, hugging her chest tightly, and pushing her breasts firmly up. Her pink inviting nipples showed through her soaked cream top, her bra less escapade had become a weary embarrassment waiting to happen. As she hugged her arms against her chest she lent against the wall and slowly slid down, coming into a crouching position on the pavement. He short skirt dripping with water lay heavily against her thighs as she pulled her knees together. Her panties catching a slight glimpse of the light, her warm lips hugging the fabric tight. She let out a deep breath in the cold rain, a puff of steam came rolling out of her mouth.
She was so cold, but, she could feel tingling in her body, she knew what was going on, and it was only a matter of time before she gave in. She didn't know if she could make it home in time, her steaming warm skin was covered in goosebumps at the thoughts she was having. She bit her lip, leaning forward to hug her chest against her knees, squirming slightly her warm lips rubbed against each other, the fabric of her panties sliding up her slit adding only more trouble to the scenario. As she lent her chin against her knees her long brown hair flopped over her shoulders, dripping constantly. Her eyes would glance up as her face turned pink and she thought to herself, "Could I?" she then glanced around and bit her lip again, not wanting anyone to see her do anything she might regret later. She could feel anticipation between her legs, her warm lips were aching for it, and suddenly a soft moan escaped her lips, her already soaked panties were becoming warmer as her lush juices began to seep out of her.
She knew she couldn't bare it anymore, so she slowly crept her hand behind her legs and reached down passed her skirt and toward her warm pussy. As her hand reached it, she hesitated, feeling a tingling sensation across her abdomen. She bit down on her lip hard and squinted as she finally made the plunge, reaching down quickly, and grabbing her clitoris with two fingers through her panties, she began to circle it, rubbing the fabric against it, teasing herself, as if she didn't want to pleasure herself, but to only prolong the pain. He fingers began to move fluidly, rubbing both vertically against her clit and massaging it in circles. She finally bit down on her fore-knuckle as she felt the tingling sensation rise up to her chest and over her shoulders to the back of her neck. "I..." she began to think, "I shouldn't..." she was at war with herself, but she knew it was over already, she would have to finish this job now. She slowly slipped a finger underneath the edge of her panties, lifting the soaked fabric off her lips and moving it to the side. Her warm wet lips quivered with the rest of her body as she made contact with her clitoris again. She slowly moved her hand down her pussy until she could insert a finger, gasping for air as she slid it into herself, she clutched onto her breast and began to squeeze her nipples, feeling them turn hard with her delight, her knees slowly crept open until she sat against the wall with her legs spread wide. She bit her lip again as she slid her finger in and out of her, touching her sensitive points effortlessly. "I can't take it..." she mumbled shakily as she began to feel her body move into the lustfulness of the situation. Finally she forced a second finger into her pussy, opening her mouth in pleasure a small squeak escaped. She was so caught up in her deed that what happened next was unavoidable.