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Excerpt from “Samantha and the Wind”:
Samantha felt really good about herself when she walked out of her apartment building and onto the sidewalk that breezy spring morning. Wearing a light sweater and a pair of shorts and walking shoes, she exited through the front door and turned left. The shorts hung slightly below her bottom, with a very loose fit, and the dark green material was so thin that she could feel the wind cutting right through it. Other gusts swirled up the legs of the shorts, which were so loose, they flapped around her hips. In itself, that wasn't unusual, but she felt the wind more acutely than she otherwise would have, because Samantha was completely naked under her outer garments.
She had chosen that day to go outside without her usual panties and bra, and she felt deliciously naughty, as the breeze penetrated the light fabric, tickling her bare crotch, which she had shaved just minutes earlier. Samantha was glad she was wearing her glasses; otherwise the strong breezes would have made her eyes water. Walking slowly, wanting to receive the maximum pleasure, she headed fully into the breeze, which fondled her in that most sensitive place, or found its way up the legs of the shorts to reach her from a different angle. A few of the other blasts of wind caressed her breasts under their almost non-existent covering, turning her nipples hard, and not just from the chill. Within a few minutes of starting her trek, Samantha could feel the wetness trickling from her, warm and pleasant at first, but cooling quickly when the wind focused on it.
Immensely relishing her walk, especially what the breeze was doing, she turned left at the corner and hurried down the short block to the next intersection, where she would turn left again. Samantha couldn't feel any breeze tantalizing her sexually when she was on the narrow side street that connected the two main thoroughfares, and she wanted, as quickly as possible, to get to a place where she could. That breeze, and the effect it was having on her private parts, was her reason for being out on the street wearing such skimpy clothing with nothing but her bare skin under it.
Once she had made the second left turn, the breeze began sending thrills through her body again. This time it was blowing directly against her ass, which was just as bare under the shorts as her mound was. A few tendrils of more adventurous air even whooshed between her cheeks, teasing her rear end and contributing to the feeling she had of being wicked and wanton, as well as adding to the flow from her body. The wind and that feeling of wickedness were so erotically pleasing that she bent slightly from the hips, reveling in how much better the strong breeze blew through the fabric and worked its way up the legs of her shorts, to feel the way she wanted.
|Publisher:||Boruma Publishing, LLC|
|File size:||276 KB|
|Age Range:||18 Years|
About the Author
All my life I have been fascinated by erotic stories. As a child, I even swiped paperback novels from my parents in order to pore over the more salacious parts. I have also been told, since I was very young, that I have a way with words and, now that I have the time, I have decided to combine these aspects of myself. I live in the San Francisco Bay Area, and enjoy writing sexually explicit and graphic erotic stories, some of which have appeared in digests and other print or digital form. I hope to build up a fan base among those who come to Smashwords looking for stories such as mine, so I am offering some of my shorter works for free. I only ask that those who read them gratis write brief reviews expressing their honest opinions, whether praise or put downs. I can't force anybody to do this, but I do request it of those readers and of anybody who pays for one of my stories. I find such reviews from individuals help me improve my writing, and I will respond to anybody who emails me and leaves his or her address. My email address is firstname.lastname@example.org