Hurricane Dorian – Forced to Public Shelter

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Hurricane Dorian – Forced to Public Shelter
Hurricane Dorian – Forced to Public Shelter

I just awoke from a nightmare; actually, it had just transitioned into an incredibly erotic (wet) dream and my bed linens had a puddle of my cum beneath my gaping pussy when I ‘came’ to my senses. This is the type of dream I wanted to return to, going back to sleep and the lovely feelings, where I left off.

I live in an exclusive (lavish) condominium complex with ultimate security and lovely grounds. Never had I thought the facility would be in peril, but it happened, with the forecast of high storm surges with Dorian’s arrival. At 7 am this morning, as I was sipping my morning coffee and touching my erect clitty while browsing through new (and delicious) cum Tributes from my XHamster Friends, I received a knock on my door from Security. “Good Morning Ms. I’m sorry to give you this news but you kaçak iddaa must evacuate the building in 15 minutes. We shall take you to a nearby public Shelter. You may bring only one carry bag of belongings.” Then he was gone….

I could not imagine this happening to me. Going alone to a Shelter for ‘temporarily homeless’. Not knowing when I could return to the comfort of my home. Being close to common people; some dirty. And how will I deal with my sex addition, my daily play on XH, with my adorable (and cum spewing) delivery boys, and with my many real FWBs. How could I satisfy this addiction with dozens of strangers around me 24:7? I knew I couldn’t abstain from sex, but how will I cum without them knowing, seeing, participating??

As I rode in the crude shuttle bus to the Shelter, I realized that I had planned poorly: in my bag I only had placed two loose dresses (one thin gauze, perabet giriş nearly see-through), three thin blouses, two thong panties, one pink, thin nightie, and OMG, no bras. Bathroom supplies and minimal cosmetics… that was all I had in my bag. Surely this was a big mistake because my body would hardly be covered.

11 PM on the first night in the Shelter: I was moderately comfortable lying on my bed in a large room with dozens of other people around, all adults. There were a few nice, middle-aged couples but most inhabitants were in their twenties and thirties. I lay there in the warm room with only my thin, pink nightie covering my legs and a tiny thong beneath. At home, it was perfect for warm nights, but now I realized it was totally see-through. OMG

Suddenly, a boy (guy in his early 20s?) came to my bedside and whispered to me: “I know you are the Countess, perabet güvenilir mi and all my guy friends know too. We will visit you, often.” He smiled and made me comfortable, actually, knowing I had Friends close by that would protect me (and likely use me if they desired; or if I DESIRED). At least someone knew the challenges I would be facing, needing to cum often, possibly being seen too, for my excitement, as I am a skilled exhibitionist, as you all know.

As I looked around, there were at least six guys lying on beds within view of me; all smiled and nodded their heads… and all of them began to show their cocks to me… I was horrified, but then the boy said, “It’s OK Countess, we all love you and will give you protection and anything you want. You’ll just have to put up with us cumming often as we look at you, beautiful YOU!”

I was comforted by his words. How could I thank him and his friends, without words? Within seconds I gave them just what they wanted: flashes of my naked, shaven mommy pussy. Some of the cumshots actually landed on me… and I tasted it, with a big smile.

To be continued, in ‘Dorian Part 2’

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