Day Four
It's day four of Naked Week, and Sasha and Melanie are having the time of their lives not just with each passing day of it, but with every single moment!
This vignette was written for Ebni as his patreon flash fiction for April 2018. It contains F/Solo masturbation and F/F sex between consenting adults. :3
Day Four
It was day four of naked week, and far from the thrill of the situation beginning to wear off, Sasha was more stricken to her core by what she and her girlfriend were doing than ever before. The skunk's whole body shook with excitement as she bolted out of her apartment's front door and down the corridor, looking back over her shoulder to see the plump bobcat peering out from behind the front door with an awed, lustful expression upon her face. Even with her lush tail wrapped around her midsection and a hand over her breasts, Sasha was still obviously and totally naked. As she raced past half a dozen other apartment doors on her way to the elevator, she knew there was every chance that one of those doors would open. After all, it wasn't like it was four in the morning like it had been when they'd put the garbage out into the chute the day before. It was eight. People were getting up, getting ready to leave for work. Going downstairs to collect their mail, indeed doing so just like Sasha was right now.
She thumbed the call button for the elevator urgently several times, and whimpered as she felt her thighs trembling in excitement as the distant rumble of the metal box began to grow closer. What if there was someone inside? What if it opened up and presented Sasha to someone she knew, or someone she didn't know. What if it was their landlord here for a surprise inspection, and the first thing he saw was Sasha's naked body there greeting him before he could even get close to the apartment itself. She nibbled on her bottom lip, able to feel her heart pounding not only within her chest, but through her throbbing clitoris. The more this week went on, the more something deeply potent and wild had begun to awake within Sasha. Something Melanie had seemingly suspected was there, for why else would she have put together such an elaborate and deviously tempting plan for the week. They had always enjoyed a healthy sex life, not afraid to try new things in search of bringing their partner more spectacular levels of release and relief. But never before had they gone quite this far, so far as to risk exposing themselves to others in more ways than echoing screams capable of piercing thin apartment walls.
As Sasha slipped onto the elevator however, empty for the time being, and hit the button for the lobby, she thought in particular of the prior night. Of how on their third day of constant nudity, both on holiday from work and both having remained in the apartment without a stitch on for approaching seventy two hours at that point, they had ordered take out. Of how she had been coaxed into answering the door to receive it, and how at the last moment, after planning carefully how she would hide behind the door and extend a single arm to collect the bag of Chinese food, she had instead stepped out into full view of the hallway.
The door had opened. She had opened it. Her hands were by her sides, her tail lush and flowing against the floor behind her.
The driver, the delivery person had seen everything.
Her modest breasts. Her lean but rounded hips. Her trimmed nether regions, and the glistening moisture that clung to the dark fur of her inner thighs... more adding to that volume with each moment he had spent standing there, staring in shock and embarrassment and wonder at the naked body that had unexpectedly presented itself to him.
Then he had handed the food over. She'd handed him the money with a strangled, lustful giggle, and with a turn and a wiggle of her ass, raising her tail just enough to make it perfectly clear there was nothing accidental about her motions, she'd swung the door closed again.
Within the elevator as it descended from the sixth floor to the lobby, Sasha shuddered as she reached between her legs and tweaked her aching clit. She slid a finger between her lips and removed it a moment later, watching it glisten in the fluorescent lights of the rumbling metal box. She gurgled breathlessly, and returned that finger to her depths. Stroking, teasing, stimulating, masturbating herself with that single digit until the glowing panel of the elevator read '0' at last, and she pulled herself from her lustful reverie just in time for the doors to spring open.
The lobby was empty, a fact of which in that moment the skunk wasn't sure whether she was glad or disappointed as she peeked her head out from the elevator. Practically dancing out upon light feet and the rush of endorphins provoked by her brief masturbatory reverie, Sasha raced to the mail drop-off point. She stopped in front of it, legs spread, feeling the moisture of her pussy cooled pleasantly by the lobby AC and taking advantage of it as she continued to drip with excitement. She fondled one breast idly, nipples of both hard as stone, and then... only then, noticed something with dawning horror. The mail slot was empty. Not just hers, but practically all of them. Which could only mean one thing, even though the mail carrier was rarely more than a couple of minutes late on any given day.
She heard the lobby door chime as the secure entry was activated, and Sasha span round on the spot, legs still spread, hand still upon her breast like a deer caught in the headlights, as she watched the mail carrier wander in, head bowed and peering into the large bag slung over one shoulder and resting against her waist.
"I..."
Sasha gurgled in the beginnings of an explanation that she didn't have, and whined in dismay as she realised that until she spoke, the mail carrier hadn't even been cognisant of her existence. The lizard's head rose, and her eyes bulged. She froze, and the two of them, mere metres apart, just stared at one another. They weren't close friends, or any kind of friends really, but this mail carrier had been delivering to the building in which Sasha and Melanie lived for long enough that they had something of a rapport. At least enough to smile and enquire as to the state of someone's day if they did indeed cross paths in the hallway, and enough for the mail carrier to fish what was Sasha or Melanie's out of her bag and hand it to them directly.
She saw the lizard's eyes roam over her body. Over her breasts with their rock hard nipples, over her pussy with its swollen, visibly prominent clit and wet fur surrounding it. Over her hand, its own digits damp, then back up to her face.
"I'd ask if you're having a good morning..."
The mail carrier murmured playfully as a warm smile spread over her scaled snout, and she began to root around in her bag for their apartment's mail. She found it mere seconds later, pulling out three or four envelopes and a magazine before offering it, arm outstretched, to Sasha.
"...but from the look of things, it's probably only gonna get more fun from here, huh?"
Once Sasha took her share, the lizard strolled right past her to begin delivering the rest of the building's mail. In the reflection of the building's glass front doors however, the skunk couldn't help but catch sight of the mail carrier glancing back over her shoulder as she passed by, checking out Sasha's rump as she nibbled on her bottom lip. With her pussy afire and feeling a few droplets of arousal escaping her to drip down onto the lobby carpet below, Sasha dragged herself back into action and stumbled towards the elevator with a rather strained gasp of thanks to the lizard. She rode it back up, trembling but not daring to touch herself for fear she would lose control right there and then, and with still no further interference soon found herself stumbling hurriedly back down the corridor to her apartment's front door.
It was closed, and as she turned the handle, it was locked. From within, the skunk heard a giggle.
"W-who's there?"
Sasha wailed in playful dismay as Melanie's giggles descended into full on laughter, the skunk hammering at the door and pleading to be let in as her bare rump wiggled and her body shook with desperation. The bobcat soon acquiesced of course, but the plump, shorter woman's eyes widened when she did let Sasha in and saw the look upon the skunk's face. A look not of embarrassment, but not of joy and triumph either. It was an expression she adored, an expression she loved, but one that she hadn't expected a simple trip downstairs for the mail to evoke. Hunger. The expression upon Sasha's face was pure, unbridled hunger.
"Sash? W-what happened, did someone see you?"
Melanie moaned tenderly to her lover as Sasha tossed the mail loosely onto a side table in the hallway, grabbed her by the hand and began to drag her deeper into their apartment. Out of the hallway and into their bedroom. There came no answer, no words of response at least, just a deep and savage grunt of longing from the skunk. She dragged the bobcat onto the bed with her, and as Melanie murmured happily and tried to cuddle up with her, grunted again while she urgently pushed her girlfriend down on her back, and swung a leg over her to straddle her midsection.
"Y-yes..."
At last she spoke, shuffling up and up Melanie's beautiful body as the bobcat's eyes widened and her own gorgeous figure began to quake.
"Yes, s-someone saw me. Someone caught me. Someone saw my wet pussy, a-and my hard nipples, and... a-and every last inch of me. Naked. Exposed. C-caught. Dripping."
Melanie's own body shook with lustful excitement as she heard this, and she whimpered pleadingly for more information.
"And? W-what did they say? What did they do?"
A louder grunt than all those which had preceded it escaped Sasha, and the skunk swept her hips forward until Melanie's face was directly beneath them, positioned perfectly between her legs. Only then did she lower her midsection, clamping her thighs around the bobcat's face and pressing her soaking, needy pussy to Melanie's maw, bringing it within range of her lover's immensely talented tongue.
"They s-smiled... they checked out my ass... and... and, oh god, Melanie. Oh god. Please. I'll tell you a-all about it later. Just, r-right now? Eat me. Please Mel, eat my w-wet, naked pussy... and make me cum, hard!"
By Jeeves
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