Not Quite Mile High
Cara has been taking hot air balloon lessons. Why? Well, why do you think? ^^
This story was written as a little prompt/challenge from Lapso! Go check out their own writing, tis awesome stuff. It contains F/Solo masturbation in a sort of public place. :3
Not Quite Mile High
Six months. It had taken six long months of planning and investment, but finally Cara had done it. As a gout of flame rushed upward, pouring hot air into the canopy of the hot air balloon in which the mouse was flying alone and unaided for the very first time, she couldn't stop giggling. Couldn't help but squirm and jiggle on the spot, the basket beneath her shaking slightly with the sheer force of her enthusiasm. The mouse did everything right. She had waited more than a week for the perfect weather, and now she made certain that the balloon was floating steady and stable, not rising too fast but gently moving upward, away from the prying eyes of the ground below. Away from the ballooning centre, and the instructors who had accompanied her on each and every trip up to now, if only as silent and inactive observers.
She peered out over the basket's high sides, and squealed softly as she saw the valley with its little villages and roads and fields and trees all getting smaller. Further away. And yet, she knew that each and every eye that turned its way to the skies within the valley's limits would see her balloon, and the basket beneath it that they knew must contain a rider. Dozens, if not hundreds of pairs of eyes, all turned towards her. All watching. And yet all wholly unaware of what it was they were witnessing the mouse doing with her newfound freedom.
Checking the gas levels one more time, stabilising the ballast and of course making not one but two final visual inspections to ensure her upward and slightly south-westward drift were clear of any potential hazards, the grey mouse gave yet another giggle of delight. She bent down within the basket, and began to unfasten her boots. Pulling them off, wiggling her bare pink toes as her feet came to rest against the textured surface of the basket's base and feeling the cool touch of the elevated air around them, Cara's laughter turned to a soft, intimate moan. She unzipped her jacket and tossed that down to the floor alongside where her boots now rested, and then reached for the belt of her trousers.
"Ohh..."
She moaned softly, uncontrollably as she slid her trousers down her legs and stepped out of them, biting down on her bottom lip as she pulled her pale green t-shirt up and over her head, leaving the grey furred female in nothing more than a matching black bra and panties. Her bra came off first, revealing two plump breasts crested by nipples that were already shamelessly aroused and flushed with colour, but it had barely hit the floor before it was joined by the last of her underwear, and indeed her clothing overall.
Now nude, wholly and completely nude as she floated above the world, Cara checked the balloon's stability and gas one more time. Safety first, after all. All the while of course her cheeks were glowing pink beneath her fur, and she was grinning like an absolute lunatic. She couldn't stop giggling, couldn't stop taking brief glances down at herself, revelling in her own nakedness, before glancing out over the edge of the basket and reminding herself of all those buildings, all those roads, all those people down below looking up at the beautiful royal blue balloon canopy emblazoned with yellow stars. A canopy beneath which they all knew there had to be a person. A professional, qualified to operate such a beautiful and glorious piece of equipment with responsibility and care.
Reaching down into the small bag she'd packed, pushing aside the water bottle, the cereal bars and the first aid kit, Cara gave a longing whimper as she withdrew the item she'd packed especially for today. The toy was neither complex nor even particularly large, at least not width-wise. It was long and thin, and at its base was the sort of switch that one might have expected to find on an electric toothbrush. Indeed the whole toy looked kind of like that sort of device, only rather than bearing a bristled rotating head at its tip, there simply rested a more bulbous, spherical point.
Moving to one side of the basket, peering over the edge and down at the most beautiful side of the valley, Cara groaned as she turned the toy on. It began to hum gently, and vibrate within her grasp as she lowered it down between her legs... legs that were now spreading out in preparation for what was to come.
"A-aaah... ahhhfuck..."
The vibration was focused most strongly within that little bulb at the toy's tip, and it was that which Cara pressed just above her clitoris, rubbing it against the delicate fleshy hood of that even more tender nub. She closed her eyes for just a moment before forcing them back open with a deep, longing grunt. She stared out, down at the ground, at the nearest village far below where the balloon's shadow was cast over multiple buildings. She pressed the toy more firmly against herself, and rubbed downward, back and forth, dragging it over her clit directly with its powerful vibrations.
"Yes!"
She screamed. She didn't have to, but by the same measure she didn't force or fake it either. She screamed with pleasure and joy because she wanted to. Because this high up no-one could possibly hear here, and yet knowing that she was holding nothing back... it still turned her on just as much as if she believed the whole world was watching.
"Mmmnnhhh... ahhh..."
Cara pulled the tip of the toy away from her clit just as she thought she might lose control and begin to cum right there and then. The pleasure was so intense, so overwhelming, and while she didn't want to deny herself that rapid and meteoric rise to ecstasy, she had a plan she intended to follow just as clearly as her attentive care of the balloon. Shivering, red faced, moaning with joyous anticipation, Cara did another check on the vehicle holding her aloft. She scoured the skies and horizons for any potential dangers. She may have been horny, but she wasn't idiot enough to think that just because she was taking time off to masturbate high up in the air, the rest of the world would just stop and let her do her lewd thing without interference. And yet, right now conditions were absolutely perfect. Almost as though the world wanted to give her a clear run at this. She grinned, and giggled happily as she peered over one side of the basket once more, her breasts just resting casually atop the basket's edge and thus technically exposed to the whole valley.
Her eyes bulged as she pressed the toy to herself again, but not her clit this time. She manoeuvred it all the way down between her legs, and guided the curved tip of the toy between her flushed, swollen and glistening lips, to the opening of her inner depths. Her muzzle fell a little wider open, and her whiskers began to twitch rather rapidly as she gasped at the sensation. The buzzing vibration ceased to be audible, but now she could feel it. Inside herself, surrounded by her quivering, clutching walls. Pushing deeper, but not randomly so. Being guided carefully, pushed slowly and tenderly forward with the tip of the toy in constant contact with the upper, forward-most wall of Cara's pussy.
"I'm gonna cum..."
She whimpered those words, then giggled, and echoed them, only about twice as loud.
"I'm gonna cum!"
It always came so fast when she did it like this. She wasn't announcing her orgasm because it was building, but because if she left it until the moment when it finally was inevitable, it would already be too late. That toy was this good. Her body was just this good.
Drawing in a deep breath, feeling her face flush and her eyes bulge even as she did so, Cara shrieked at the top of her lungs.
"I'm n-nnnhh... naked! I'm fucking myself! Oohh...oh god, f-fuck, and... I'm gonna... g-gonna... ohhh! Oh yes. Yes, it's happening... it's haaa-aaaaahh!!"
She pressed the toy against her g-spot, and held it there, the intense vibration drilling into her, surging through her as pure pleasure erupted from that sweetest of sweet spots. Trickles of wetness began to snake down Cara's thighs, then a little shower of droplets rained from her pussy as she grunted, as she gave a strangled sob of pleasure. And finally, as Cara wailed in a manner that was nothing but uncontrollable and sincere, honest rapture, a hot surging spray of liquid gushed from between her legs. Her eyes rolled, but fought to remain open, fought to see... to look out over the valley and all its people as she came long and hard.
"Yes! Yes! Cumming, c-caahhhhhgod! Don't stop, d-don't, ohhhhhh fuck, yesssssssss!"
Slurring, grunting through her euphoria, Cara knew in those moments that it had all been worth it. The cost of these lessons. The time investment. She'd thought it was so silly when she'd first started practising for this, and all so she could live out some dumb fantasy of getting herself off in a hot air balloon. But the more she'd practised, the more she'd found herself enjoying it. The more she'd told herself that the fantasy didn't matter any more, and that even if she just got to fly up here alone and enjoy the beauty of the world in peaceful solitude, that would be enough.
But... now she was here? God, was she glad she had been horny enough to actually follow through.
"Oh fuck. Fuck. I'm still... I... aa-aaah, I'm cumming again, ohhyes... squirting a-aaaahhhhhggain!!"
By Jeeves
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