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Stacy sat naked on the couch, the cool leather pressing against her bare skin. Her parents had gone out for the evening, leaving her alone in the house. At 19 years old, she was used to these nights of solitude. But tonight felt different somehow. Staring down at her toned legs, Stacy's eyes landed on the pair of high-heeled, see-through platform shoes she had "borrowed" from her mother's closet. The transparent Lucite heels glimmered in the low light of the living room. On impulse, she reached for them and slipped her feet into the strappy sandals.

The shoes were a bit too big, but Stacy didn't care. She loved the way they made her legs look - long and sexy. She examined her feet, admiring how the clear plastic straps framed her slender ankles. Getting up from the couch, she posed in front of the large window, careless of who might see her exposed body through the sheer curtains. Twirling around, Stacy felt powerful and uninhibited. The clacking of her heels against the hardwood floor was the only sound. She struck another provocative pose, one hand on her hip, the other trailing down her flat stomach. Her breath quickened as she ran her palm over the soft skin of her inner thigh.

Drifting to the full-length mirror, Stacy looked at her reflection - PC BDSM shoes, perky breasts, and bare pussy framed by the lucite heels. She bit her plump lower lip, feeling herself getting aroused by the erotic image. Unable to resist, she cupped her breasts, squeezing the soft mounds and rolling her stiffening nipples between her fingers. Her other hand slid down to touch her most intimate area. Stacy's eyes fluttered closed as she sank two fingers between her slick folds, pumping them in and out. She moaned softly, imagining a thick cock thrusting into her eager pussy instead of her own digits.

Throwing her head back, Stacy brought herself to a quick, satisfying climax, her inner muscles clenching around her fingers. As she came down from her high, she knew she'd have to get dressed eventually. But for now, she savored the naughtiness of masturbating in her mother's shoes, a secret thrill in her otherwise mundane night at home alone.