Lately, I’ve been masturbating with the window open.
The window is next to my bed. It’s wide enough to cover most of the wall, and tall enough that its sill is almost level with my bedside. At night, when the blinds are up, the streetlights emit an ethereal glow into my dark room.
I touch myself late at night when my roommate isn’t around. And sometimes when she is - but asleep. Often, it’s so hot that I don’t want to cover myself with my thin bedsheet.
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The window is next to my bed. It’s wide enough to cover most of the wall, and tall enough that its sill is almost level with my bedside. At night, when the blinds are up, the streetlights emit an ethereal glow into my dark room.
I touch myself late at night when my roommate isn’t around. And sometimes when she is - but asleep. Often, it’s so hot that I don’t want to cover myself with my thin bedsheet.
Read the full story @ Heartbreak Nymphomania
1 comment:
This is my kind of story. I love the idea of the open window, matching the openings of erotic revelations...
...of course, I am also drawn to the rest of the story.
Thanks, for posting this one, BG33.
~x~SinfullyAnon.
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