The sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows over the abandoned building on the outskirts of town. It was the perfect place for Lizzie to find some solitude. She pulled her car over to the side of the road and stepped out, her bright pink hair blowing in the wind. She was dressed in a white blouse, a black lace bra, a plaid skirt that barely covered her buttocks, and white lace panties that were already soaked with excitement.
She walked up to the building, her heart racing with anticipation. The windows were boarded up, and the once red brick was now a dull gray. She pushed open the rusted door, the hinges creaking in protest. She stepped inside, her eyes taking a moment to adjust to the darkness.
She looked around the dark room, her eyes scanning the peeling walls and broken glass. She was alone. The thought sent a thrill down her spine. She had always been a bit of an exhibitionist, and the idea of someone possibly seeing her turned her on even more.
She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling with excitement. She reached behind her and unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the ground. She stepped out of it, kicking it to the side. She was standing in just her blouse, bra, and soaked panties. She slipped her panties off, revealing her wet and eager pussy.
She walked over to the wall, her heart pounding in her chest. She put one hand on the wall, her fingers tracing the rough surface. She reached under her skirt with the other hand, her breath hitching as she felt the cool air on her hot skin.
As soon as she touched her pussy, a wave of excitement covered her head. She began to explore her body, discovering what brought her pleasure. She talked to herself, making playful insults, "You dirty girl, you like it wet and slimy, don't you?" She bit her lip, her breath getting hotter and heavier.
She continued to touch herself, her legs starting to shake as she got closer to orgasm. She leaned against the wall for support, moaning softly. Her pussy became wetter, and she couldn't believe how good it felt. She reached her climax, her body shaking with pleasure.
She took a deep breath, feeling satisfied and proud of herself. She got dressed, her hands shaking as she put her skirt back on. She looked around the room one last time, knowing she would be back soon to explore more. She walked out of the building, the door creaking shut behind her. She got in her car and drove away, a smile on her face and a secret thrill in her heart.
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