I leaned against the wall, the coolness of it instantly effecting my nipples. I lit a cigarette, taking a long drag, as I opened the soda. I loved being out on the balcony, and even more so when I was naked. The air felt good against my bare skin. The fact that the highway was right there definitely added to my time out here. Cars and trucks driving by, my standing naked, not trying to cover anything they may see. My favorite times out here are with you though. My hand slowly travelled over my stomach, cupping my breast as I thought of the times we have spent out here. Realizing I didn't have time to relive those memories, I shook them from my head. Flicking the last of my cigarette off the balcony, I take the last sip of my soda, and head back inside.
Picking up the few things left laying around, I walk upstairs to get ready. You have laid out the outfit you want me to wear. A short black skirt, thigh highs, a white sleeveless shirt, and my highest heels. Smiling, I walk past them to take a shower.
As I bend to turn the water on, I slip a hand between my legs. Your instructions were pretty clear, you wanted me wet and ready for anything when you got home. You drove that point home by waking a full two hours early this morning to push me to that edge repeatedly without allowing a release. Now, you wanted me to bring myself just to the point of needing to cum before every task I completed today. Though, the punishment for cumming without your permission was always severe, I found myself almost breaking that rule now as I felt the need inside me building. I pushed my fingers into my wet pussy, closing my eyes, and imagining that it was your cock fucking me. I pulled them from myself with a whimper, wanting to push myself over the edge. The thought of displeasing you keeping me from disobeying you.
Carefully, I stepped into the shower, the hot water spraying my cool skin. The steam filling the small room. My hands caressed my body everywhere, adding to the need inside me. When I closed my eyes, I could almost feel your hands on me. I jerked myself back to reality, and finished my shower quickly.
As I stepped in front of the mirror, I dropped my towel. My hands slid up my sides, cupping my breasts. I twisted my nipples gently, pinching them between thumb and finger, pulling them. My nails diggin in slightly, then dragging off the tips. I slid my hands down my stomach, opened my legs slightly, as I slipped my hands between my thighs. Holding myself open with the fingers of one hand, I let just the tip of a nail slide back and forth over my clit. I leaned back on the wall behind me, and lifted one foot onto the vanity. Slowly, I pressed a finger into my pussy, feeling my muscles tighten around it as i slid it in and out. When my breathing became labored, I slipped my finger from my pussy and stood up straight, my legs trembling slightly.
Quickly, I brushed my teeth, and put my makeup on. I walked back into the bedroom, and sat on the bed next to the clothes you had laid out for me. I laid back, my fingers once again going to the lips of my pussy. Gently, I pinched each lip, pulling it slightly. My fingers slid easily between them through the wetness. As a finger rolled over my clit, my breath caught. Slowly, I circled around my clit. Pressing into it. Pinching it between my fingers. Then circlimg it again, faster, and harder. My hips lifted off the bed. My pussy ached to be fucked, yearned to cum. As I felt the pressure boiling inside me, I stopped. Whimpering in frustration, I pulled myself back up to sitting, and slid the thigh highs over each leg carefully.
Standing, I picked up the skirt, shirt, and heels. These were to be on the couch when you came home. You so liked to watch me dress. I know you would prefer to have watched me get completely ready, but there wasn't time for that tonite. My mind drifted as I walked back downstairs to your not so subtle interruptions while I showered and got ready with you watching me. I laid the clothes carefully on the couch, but slipped the heels on. I had time to sit out on the balcony for a short time before you arrived, but wasn't willing to risk running the nylons.
I stepped outside, noticed the slight drizzle of rain beginning. I relaxed on a chair, lighting one more cigarette. I propped a heel on the balcony wall. Lazily my fingers travelled over the lips of my pussy. At least I knew I would please you in this request, I was dripping. All day long you had me pushing myself to the edge, and the effect of those instructions was dripping down my thighs. I arched my back a lil, and let my hand run up to my breast. My palm sliding over my hard nipple, and then across my chest to massage the other. As I finished my cigarette, I stood, flicked it over the wall, and walked back inside, leaving the heels on the floor in front of the couch.
I walked back upstairs to dry my hair, stopping at the bed to once again bring myself to the point of orgasm. I was gasping for breath as I walked into the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, I saw my face flushed from the constant playing all day. I took care in doing my hair, knowing that you wanted me looking good. Glancing at the alarm clock in the bedroom, I saw that it was only minutes before you were due home. Putting the finishing touches on my hairdo and makeup, I quickly went back downstairs.
I positioned myself on the floor just inside the door, leaving enough room for you to open it completely. I knelt, dropping my shoulders to the floor, lifting my ass up, and spreading my legs for you. Then, I reached underneath myself and between my legs, massaging my clit fast and hard. I thrust two fingers inside my pussy, fucking myself until I was ready to explode. I pulled my hand out from underneath me, and stretched both arms above my head, just as I heard you unlocking the door.