Marina stumbled out of the bar, her short skirt hiked up and her blouse partially undone. The cool air of the night hit her skin, and she felt a shiver run down her spine. She was drunk and horny, and her body was on fire. She needed to release the tension that had been building up inside of her all night.
She headed towards the elevator, but as she approached it, she noticed a small sign that read "Out of Order." She let out a frustrated sigh and headed towards the stairs instead.
As she climbed the stairs, she could feel the wetness between her legs. Her pussy was dripping with desire, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. She leaned against the wall between the fourth and fifth floor, spreading her legs and letting the cool air hit her skin.
Without hesitation, she reached down and touched herself, running her fingers over her clit. She closed her eyes and let out a soft moan, her body responding to her touch.
But just as she was getting into it, the door to an apartment opened and a group of drunk teenagers spilled out. They noticed Marina, her spread legs and her moans, and started to approach her.
One of them took out his phone and started recording, while another asked, "Well, slut, how are you enjoying yourself?"
Marina was too drunk to care. She continued to touch herself, her moans growing louder. The teen in front of her kicked her in the pussy with his dirty sneaker, causing her to cry out.
He then took out a lighter and held it to Marina's shaved pubic area, burning her skin. She tensed up with pain, but she didn't stop. She was too far gone.
One of them threw all of Marina's clothes into the trash can, leaving her naked and exposed. The group remembered that there were always homeless people hanging out at the bottom of the stairs, and they decided to bring Marina to them.
"Let's take this drunk slut to the bums, they'll have a good time with her," one of them suggested.
Marina, too drunk to resist, was dragged down the stairs by the group. Her pussy was still dripping with desire, and her skin was burning from the lighter. She was completely vulnerable, but she didn't care. She was lost in her own world, her mind consumed by the pleasure that only she could give herself.
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