Sitting on the couch of the den i lifted my hand to my mouth and plopped in about 6 crunchy white sweet kettle corn pieces. Popcorn is the best snack for a movie. And tonight I am watching a slasher. My favorite! I’m home alone settled in only my red lace panties. My perky breast free and pink soft nipples pointed directly out, hard from the lack of coverage. I turn the volume up getting comfortable for the rest of the night. it’s not long before I doze off. I drift fast asleep head hanging off the couch. By the time I wake up the movie has finished and Netflix is asking if I’m still here. Hell yes I am. I fire up another movie determined to stay up all night. It’s not often I get to enjoy alone time. Not even sure why I have the popcorn since it isn’t until I go back into the kitchen for more that I notice how messy the popcorn bowl is. It’s only when I sit down again does the tingling between my legs start. I know that feeling. I sit on the couch again legs wide open. Sliding my blood red panties to the side, the tv plays repeated graphic stabbing of some teenage couple. The blood. The gore. It’s making me feel something I have not explored yet. I slide my fingers down my stomach headed straight for my pink pussy. I spread my two lips revealing the cotton candy inside. It’s wet. So wet you can hear it as I split the doors to my sweet abyss. Just as I begin to flick my finger across the top I hear a rattling by my back door. I stop in my tracks. Surely the wind. The tingling reminds me where my focus should be. I rub my- 🌸🍒New story on the patreon- sub for the whole story. Or don’t your choice🌸🍒