Quaranqueen Raunching

During the quarantine times, There was a young untouched for a long time woman named Alicksandra. She was a woman of the mid 20's category, with a petite structure, with an earthy ramp walking height, an Indian goddess /deity bust with a narrow flowing waist falling upon childbearing best lap dancing Hispanic hips back seated with a  cushioning uplifting toned African ass supported on some well-toned ballerina legs and a sun-kissed yet glossy wheat like complexion. Alicksandra decided to walk down the streets during the pandemic period in a fitting light blue knee-length flowing lycra skirt, and a  fitting sleeveless crimson red buttoned shirt. She strolled down the empty, silent, and red zoned areas. Whilst she was staring into the unoccupied spaces around and wandering and diving into different worlds of thoughts about herself, life, and subconscious theories, A raunchy and empowering experimental idea struck her conscience. Alicksandra walked deeper into off-road paths and decided to slowly undress herself whilst she dawdled in excitement, fear, and curiosity. She slowly unzipped her skirt and rolled it down her legs and picked it from the ground and kept strolling, At first, she was holding the skirt tightly to her pelvic area and walking really fast and shaking in nervousness which was steadily starting to arouse her. After a few skirtless steps, she was empowered to unbutton her shirt, she kept looking around and alternating her walking pace according to her bewildering emotional responding flow and unbuttoned her shirt and tucked it away with her skirt in the tiny handbag she carried along. She walked in her orange gstring deeper into unknown paths off the road and was observing herself in this experiment she dived into. She was exploring freedom in different strides of jumping, running, jogging, and walking on these roads which had glimpses of a sudden possible pedestrian or passing vehicles, The tingling sensation of sensual freedom wandering around forbidden grounds of conformity and the dangerous play of life leading to death leading possibilities stimulated her to sit on the side of the empty paths, and start touching herself in a powerful prohibited way. She went to the side of the path, sat down on a rock removed her panty, at last, she kept her panty in her mouth and removed her clothes from the bag, and kept them by her side. She rubbed, pressed her breast to one another, and slowly moved her hands down to her vulva and lightly moved her hands around the erogenous zones getting herself wetter, as she ran her hands from her perineum to pinching her labia majora, she was getting moist and runny down there, The clothes started to form and become an entity by her side. As she was still rubbing her breast and touching her inner thighs, this entity was formed out of the symbolism of the orthodox conditioning of clothing. It turned into a prude-oriented entity filled with judgment and ghastly reaction towards the being of sensual freedom. The entity kept passing remarks and downgrading commentary at the woman arousing herself, but this turned the woman on more than ever, She touched the entity and its parts while rubbing her clitoris and circulating it with the right pressure in the right motion, and transcended the buzz-killing energy of the entity. The entity never stopped its disgust-fired emotion towards the woman's provocative act. She started squeezing parts of the entity and finally entered her finger in her velvet chamber of waterfalling erotic elixir. She touched her vaginal walls within, with one finger and started to slowly moan whilst the dispiriting entity fueled her self-stimulating passion with its daunting commentary and energy. She was enthralled with the opposing attraction energy she was in the midst off. She shoved in more fingers, simultaneously rubbing her clitoris and from time she would rub herself to the entity, and shut its mouth with her audacious breast sexually suffocating it and orgasm her freedom out loud. She was multiple orgasming all over the entity, pelvic pulverizing the entity's energy zones. And for the finale she bumped her breast with force against the entity's face and squirted in its mouth, shoved her panty in its mouth.She was flabbergasted with her erogenous empowerment and decided to leave the entity also know as her clothes right there as she left it. Alicksandra marched away independently with bravery, satisfaction, naked and happily ever after.