The ray of the June sun peered into the open window, slipped on my pillow and, hitting right in the eye, woke me up with his tickling. I pushed my face to the wall and immediately realized that it was not the sun that woke me. This is a dream.

I'm still very young, playing in the sandbox. I have a short little dress that does not cover my legs at all. I also feel that it practically does not hide my panties either, which is why I have a strange feeling. On the one hand, this feeling of awkwardness, on the other hand, is a vague sensation of carnal attraction. The latter, probably, should not have happened with such a little girl as I was in a dream, but I, in fact, is already big, so I suddenly start to get into my head all sorts of strange thoughts.

For example, I suddenly really wanted to take off those panties. However, to do it just like that, in front of everyone, I still feel awkward. But then I begin to feel increasing pressure in the lower abdomen, and then I understand that this is what I want to pee so strangely.

I leave the sandbox and depart under the tree, remaining in front of the whole yard. However, nobody especially looks at me.

The dress is so short that you don’t even have to tear up his hem, I just sit down and pull off my panties. So, my legs are apart, light tension, but there is no jet, something seems to bother me. Then I see that right in front of me, not far away is a boy from a neighboring house looking at me. Then, with horror, I recognize Lech in him from a parallel class, which means that I am no longer a little girl, but a seventh-grader girl. From this horror I opened my eyes.

I really wanted to write, that's why I woke up.

The horror in a dream after waking up was quickly replaced by a slight excitement and playful thoughts in reality. I did not immediately run to the toilet, but, having risen, I went in one night shirt directly to the balcony. In all, it was still very early, so I was not afraid to see someone in the yard. More precisely, on the contrary, I was not afraid that they would see me. And I looked very seductive, because the shirt on me was also short, like a dress in a dream.

There was no one downstairs, the yard was empty. It was also empty on the balconies of neighboring houses. Only a slight rumble of the awakening city came from the left because of the sixteen-storied building. I leaned my elbows on the railing and felt the hem slid up my ass. In the front, of course, I also became bare. Eh, why Lehi is not in the yard, I suddenly thought. Or some other boy. However, if the girl looked at me, I would also be terribly pleased.

The pressure in the stomach did not weaken, but did not want to go to the toilet. I decided to pee right on the balcony. However, I found nothing suitable that could be used as a night vase. In general, there was only a half-liter soda bottle in the room. And a little, and quite difficult to accurately get. Then I decided to pee down right through the balcony grate. If only nobody saw. On the other hand, I, on the contrary, wanted to be seen, but that there were no unpleasant consequences from this. However, there was still no one around.

I lifted the hem and slid my knees between the bars, pressing my belly against them. Honestly, writing was not at all convenient. Besides, I was very excited. But I wanted to write, and the pressure was already quite unpleasant. I stiffened, but the jet, like recently in a dream, was not there. Of course, I almost stood, and therefore I would write somewhere down and could soak myself and our balcony. Apparently, the subconscious mind worked. Then I sat down, with my knees sticking out, pressed against the lattice even more, resting my left groin on one of the twigs of the fence, leaned back slightly, and finally pulled the trickle out.

For a few moments only a quiet murmur was heard, and then in the silence of the morning the leaves of a bush grew unusually loudly, which grew under the balcony and took on an unusual waterfall. Immediately blows to the ground under the bushes sounded crashing jet crashing in flight. This unexpected noise almost led to a reflex spasm, but I stiffened, opposed to it and pleasantly excited by fear. The trickle intensified and flew a little further, emptying the tummy.

With the last drops, I felt how my nipples, pressed through the fabric of the shirt to the cold metal bars of the balcony, poured in, and experienced a completely unexpected and very pleasant relief from the procedure performed in such an extravagant way.

Then the door opened with a noise, and someone came out. Of course, I was scared that this someone could hear the noise of a falling stream and therefore immediately look up. And I suddenly thought that on the lower floors (there were as many as six), there could also be neighbors.

Suddenly sweet fear arose bound me, and I could not pull away from the bars of the balcony. I also did not want to make noise. And the picture was preznyatnaya: on the seventh floor, sticking out her legs apart, squatting half-naked girl sits.

Reassuring myself that all the same I couldn’t see me from the bottom right away and remaining in pleasant excitement, I stretched my neck, trying to still see who left. It was some guy who apparently went to work.

- Well, look up something or something, - I mentally asked him, having excited even more.

He really stopped, and I immediately pulled my shirt hem down as soon as I could, trying to cover my charms. But this made the picture even more fun, because my knees were left hanging out from the balcony. However, the guy was not going to turn up his head, he just lit a cigarette and went on.

Well, a fool, could look at this. And I smiled with pleasure to myself. And I also thought how, probably, it was fun to walk down the street in a short dress without anything under it. And a really crazy idea just shocked me with electricity - also pee under some bush in public. As I wanted to just do that in a dream.

The excitement completely overcame me, the translucent translucent liquid watered my pearl shell, slowly sinking into the crotch. What a little hole between my legs!

What white rollers frame it, barely opening even with divorced legs. As it is a little like the female genitalia in the encyclopedia. It is a pity that the touch to this charm is accessible to me only with my fingers. And I began to gently caress them with my rosette, generously exhaling amazing nectar. Immediately, sweet bliss engulfed my entire body, spreading over all its parts and back streets.

I, of course, not the first time masturbated on the balcony.

Especially thrills arise in the evenings, when conversations of girls and guys come from the yard, when there are people somewhere on the neighboring balconies, when you masturbate in front of everyone. So it happened, of course, just people do not see you because of the darkness. And how terribly scary it becomes when an orgasm engulfs you, when you stop caressing, and suddenly you realize that your quiet moans, heard just now, could be heard. Scary and nice at the same time.

This time, the bladder emptying procedure, which had been perfect just now, delivered the acuteness, but from this I was so excited that it was not enough for me to get my pleasure in alone again. For a few moments I was painfully torn between the desire to continue my caresses in order to accelerate the onset of orgasm, and, on the contrary, the desire to postpone this moment, to “torment” myself with even more intense excitement in some unusual situation. Finally, reluctantly, I pulled my fingers away from the hot rose, still continuing to caress the body.

“If you were to go out right now in this form,” this thought, with pleasant spasms, immediately responded somewhere in the vagina.I could not resist and with the fingers of one hand pressed the slippery clitoris again, and with the fingers of the other I pressed both papilla strongly. It even seemed to me that I felt the cervix tightening, appealingly opening the hole. I heard that some girls love when a member enters this hole, ...