Chapter 2: The Warm Up
Kendra couldn't help but tremble slightly as she knelt on the moist, tacky surface of the ground, exposing her luscious frame to the faceless stranger hidden behind the curtained divider. Despite her apprehension, there was something indescribably thrilling about being here, surrounded by the faint scent of sex and aroused strangers.
She turned around cautiously, feeling vulnerable without the security of her clothes. Through the dimness, she saw her reflection in the murky glass window opposite; a vision of pure wanton desire.
Kendra ran her fingertips teasingly along the length of her inner thigh, stopping just below the swollen folds of her entrance. As she slipped a finger into herself, her body trembled under the force of her own touch. Her hips rocked rhythmically in time with her thrusts, causing waves of pleasure to radiate outward, leaving no part untouched.
Her face twisted in ecstasy as she imagined the faceless stranger watching her every move.