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 �>�Katie Deals With A Flood Of A Different Sort by JW

   Katie looked soddenly out her bedroom window.  It was around 8pm and any
plans she had for later were surely going down the storm drain right along
with the rain that had started a couple of hours earlier.  According to the
weatherman it was supposed to be raining all night.  With every set of
headlights that passed by her window, Katie watched a shot of adrenaline go
by.  Every car represented a chance of being seen naked; a dodge to the
left or right looking for cover before being seen; but, because of the
stupid rain, that was not to be.

   Katie watched tv absentmindedly for the next couple of hours until her
mom knocked on her door and proclaimed that it was bedtime.  Katie tried to
sleep but she did nothing but tossed and turned; her mind recalling
memories of previous days and nights.  She thought about dancing naked in
the living room while Billy sat across the street completely clueless to
her naked form in the window.  And about the 2nd night she went for a walk
and almost being caught by a late night driver.  She even thought about the
creepy crawly thing that helped itself to the folds between her legs before
crawling up her ass.  The last memory caused Katie to sit straight up, she
could swear she felt things crawling on her again. 

   She pulled the covers off of her body, looking to see if the things were
real or not.  All she saw was her hand between her legs pressed tightly
against her crotch.  She felt warm down there, and very wet; even through
her panties and shorts she could feel the wetness.  Just to be sure she
slid her hand inside her panties and confirmed the warm, sticky juices that
flowed from her pussy.  Yes, she finally decided to refer to them for what
they were, a pussy and tits.  Her hands acted as if they had minds of their
own; they started by pulling her shorts and panties down around her ankles
and dropped them on the floor, then her shirt.  She was completely naked
now and her hands went on with the business at hand.  Her right hand wasted
no time in finding the sweet spot between her legs.  Two fingers expertly
slipped in to her waiting hole and began massaging inside slowly retreating
and reentering her.  Her left hand was busy kneading her tits and pinching
her nipples which seemed to send an electric charge to her clit.

   The slow caressing only lasted a few minutes as her hand sped up in
between her legs.  Her fingers moved feverishly in and out of her slick
hole until they were jack hammering her with all they were worth. 
Eventually two fingers felt like one big fat finger and her pussy expanded
and contracted around it constantly producing more of her natural lube. 
She could hear the swishing as she ...ed herself.  And not to be outdone,
her palm beat against her clit with every bang sending a constant charge
throughout her body.  She couldn't help herself anymore; she thought of
Billy, she thought of the driver, she thought of dancing in front of the
window.  Wimpers started coming from her and she tried biting her lip to
keep quiet.  As the sensation of her finger ...ing grew more intense, the
noises became louder.  She turned over to stuff her head in her pillow as
the jackhammering continued from behind.  Her ass was in the air feverishly
meeting every pump of her hand; she was like a wild child possessed by the
feeling of pure ecstasy going through her body.  She turned back over on
her back and bit down on the pillow as she looked up to the ceiling,
wondering, wishing that she would go over the edge soon.  She switched
hands and didn -(TM)t miss a beat in the banging, spreading her legs as
wide as they would go and then closing them around her hand.  She needed
the release, she needed to cum and she needed it now.  Her mind replayed
the last few days over and over again and then --

   The headlights filled her room though she couldn't see the car attached
to them as her bed was below the window.  This was the catalyst and she let
go as her body tensed and she covered her entire face with her pillow.  She
screamed as the feelings and emotions washed over her.  Her pussy felt like
it came alive and was unloading every bit of sex juice she had.  It was
pouring over her hand and down the crack of her ass and onto the sheets. 
Her eyes rolled in the back of her head and she was trying to catch her
breath.  The orgasm seemed like it lasted for ever and when she finally
came down she just laid there, taking in what had just happened and trying
to make sense of the emotions she experienced.

   Katie lied on her bed spent both physically and emotionally.  She still
was not fully comprehending what just happened but she did know this; that
the headlights from the car that passed was what put her over the top,
plain and simple.  Her last thought was cumming as an anonymous driver was
passing by only yards from her window and then she blacked out into sexual
bliss.  One thing was for certain, Katie knew that her life would change
from this point on.  No longer would it be enough to take midnight strolls,
although those would continue; she knew she had to satisfy this new
whatever it was in different ways.  Katie had become an exhibitionist
junkie and much like the druggie always looking for their next fix, so
would Katie.  She needed to take risks to get off and that was her
intention.  Oh it wouldn't be the obvious way, she was too young for that
so it will be more of the  -�accidental -� variety; making it seem like she
was unaware that she was exposing a part of her body.  Katie finally
regained enough strength to clean herself and her sheets up and then
drifted off to sleep with a smile on her face and her pillow between her
nude body.