Message-ID: <17555eli$9811260439@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: maria1971@aol.com (Maria1971) Subject: {Maria1971} "Mall Strut" 1/2 (MMMF,FF,exhib,lite bond) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19981125181002.25360.00000706@ng11.aol.com> "Mall Strut" by Maria Gozales (Exhib, MMMF, FF, wife, lite bondage) This is an adult story of fiction and should not be read by those under the age of 18 years. It contains graphic sexual situations that may arouse you when you are yet not mature enough to handle them without getting yourself into trouble, or at the very least, severely frustrated. ( I borrowed that disclaimer from Mesmer, if I ever write another story I'll try to come up with one that is witty, like his, but original) Any comments and/or criticisms on my first effort at writing an erotic story can be emailed to me at Maria1971@aol.com . Just remember that I am a rookie at this and I am do not claim to be any good at this. I can't believe that I am really doing this. Walking in the mall , wearing slutty black pumps, a black silk mini-skirt with a tiny lace thong underneath, and a flimsy white silk blouse with just a thin lace bra underneath. The nervousness that I feel is causing tiny little beads of sweat to form and trickle down my blouse. I had a bet with my husband, over a stupid basketball game, with the loser having to do whatever the other wanted for a full day. I had his day all planned out, painting and doing all kinds of stuff around the house. I was sure that I was going to win, but here I am, in the mall looking like a prostitute. If I had known what he wanted me to do, I never would have taken the bet. I feel like a slut and I know that I look like one too, but somehow, a part of me is enjoying this. All of the men staring at me is really doing something to me. I can feel the moistness between my legs and an urge to show more of myself off. When I first started out today, I was very self conscious and kept my arms in front of my chest, but realizing that this just brought more attention to myself, I forced myself to act naturally; and soon I realized that I enjoyed their eyes undressing me. I have even found myself trying to catch men looking at me, watching their faces as their eyes wander all over my over-exposed body. Earlier I caught a teenage boy staring at me, and without even realizing what I was doing, I stretched my arms up, pressing my breasts against the blouse and enjoying the look on his face as he stared at my breasts straining the fabric of the blouse. I am supposed to meet my husband in the food court for some new instructions and I can only imagine what he has planned for me next. I think that those three guys are following me. As I stop and pretend to be interested in a window display, I notice that they are stopped also. As I continue on, I see that they are right behind me. I have to admit that as nervous as I am, I am also very turned on by this. Oops, I just dropped my purse. As I bend over to pick it up, I can feel this tiny silk skirt ride up my behind and my nearly naked ass is exposed to them and whoever else is looking in my direction. Knowing that these men can see so much of me me is making me even hotter. I can't believe how turned on I am, I never realized that acting like a slut would feel so sexy, so confident, so powerful . I am not sure anymore if the reason that I am sweating is nervousness or lust. I steal a quick glance at my followers and I see that they are stopped, and if I wasn't so turned on I would have to laugh, they are staring at me with their mouths wide open. I give them a quick smile and I continue walking knowing that they are watching my butt as I wiggle away. I notice that they are getting closer and not trying to hide themselves anymore. I am almost to the food court and my appointment with my husband. I step onto the escalator with my little following right behind me, and I know that they can look right up my skirt. Knowing that they can probably see how wet my panties are makes me even hotter. I am tempted to really give them a show by putting my hand inside my panties and my finger inside my dripping slit, but I fight that temptation off. I am on the verge of an orgasm and I feelmy legs wobble as I reach the top of the escalator and step off. I see my husband Chuck at a table near the Mc Donalds, as I start to walk toward him, he smiles at me and walks away. I see an envelope on the table, and I go take his place. On the envelope I see Chuck's writing and his instructions for me to go to the ladies room and open the envelope. I know that he is watching me and I remember our deal, that if I didn't follow his instructions, no matter how stupid, exactly as I was told, that we would repeat the whole day next weekend. I hastily grab the envelope and just as I start to stand, the three strangers walk by, one of them starts to say something to me, but as I make my way to the ladies room, I just ignore him. Sitting here in the empty lounge, I open up the envelope, and I almost emit a gasp as I comprehend the next part of my day. I am to remove my bra and my panties, put them in my purse, and continue to walk until I get to a bench in front of a lingerie store, on the other side of the mall. I sit and make a decision that I am not going to do this, and walk out of this mall right now, that not only the bet is off but that Chuck was really going to hear me out about this, but as I stand, instead of leaving, I find myself entering an empty stall. I close the door and I quickly remove my blouse and my bra, and while putting on the blouse I can only help but see how my large, dark nipples stick out of this flimsy little silk blouse. As I remove my panties, I am surprised by how moist and warm that they are. I put everything inside of my purse, but I am so horny that I have to touch myself for just a second. I sit, pull my skirt up, closing my eyes I start to play with myself. Rubbing my clit feels so good. I imagine that I am doing this in front of a crowd urging me on. I am surprised again by how quickly, how powerfully I am overcome by pure lust. Oh my God, I didn't mean to actually go this far but here it comes, Ohhh My God. As I am overcome by an orgasm, I hear myself moan, I try to stay silent but I know that I some sounds have escaped my lips. Now that I have my composure back, I realize just how turned on I am by showing off my body to total strangers. I straighten out my clothes and as I walk by the mirror, I can see exactly what I look like. My blouse is not hiding anything, my 36c chest is, well, I almost would be better off without a blouse, and as I walk, I can feel how they are bouncing around I look at my skirt and see that the bottom of the skirt is just below my butt, just the slightest breeze will let everybody see how naked I am under this tiny skirt. Since nobody is in here, I bend over to see how much of me shows when I do that. Oh, this skirt rides up so high, I better not do that if I don't want to get arrested now. As I pull down on my skirt, I hear a sound from one of the stalls, I give a quick look and notice that one of the stalls is occupied, with the door open a crack, and I can hear somebody in there, it sounds like she is masturbating. My curiosity gets the best of me, so I go closer to the stall, and ask, "Are you OK?" I hear her say yes but it comes out almost as a moan. I fight off the urge to open th door, but my curiosity gets the best of me, and I decide to wait and see this woman, I start to stall, freshening up up my makeup, and after s short while, I see her get out of the stall, I realize that she has been sweating, with a look of satisfaction on her face. I guess that she is about my age, mid twenties with blonde hair as opposed to my dark brown, but physically we are pretty similar, about the same height of 5'4", same build, although I might be a bit bustier, and a tiny little waist, although I must admit that she is thinner than me. I look her in the eye and she greets me with a playful smile as I notice her beautiful green eyes. She quickly explains to me that she had been following me because... I ask her to repeat the last part because I didn't quite hear it. I can't believe it, she just told me that she was following me because she wants to make love to me. When I stopped to pick up my purse earlier, she decided that she had to have me, and has been following me since. Somehow I didn't notice her. I have no idea what to say. As I stand in front of her, open mouthed, she quickly explains to me that she is bisexual and often comes to the mall to pick up bored housewives. When she walked into the ladies room after me, she heard me moaning and had to go and play herself, but when I was looking at myself in front of the mirror, that brought her over the edge. I have always been sort of curious about what it felt like to be with another woman, but I have never had a chance to find out, and now this beautiful woman is trying to pick me up, I have no idea how to react. She explains to me that many women come to the mall looking to for a lover, and she can tell when a women wants another woman without even realizing it. She continues that I may not realize it, but I would enjoy myself so much if I came with her. I quickly start to protest, but she quiets me with a too passionate kiss that I can't help but return. She somehow can see the nervous and confused state that I am in, and she reaches in her purse and pulls out a business card, writes on it, and tells me to call her soon. I watch her leave and look down at the card and see her name, work number, pager number and beeper number. I better get going, Chuck is going to be waiting for me. I walk out of the bathroom and look around for my little group of followers, but they are nowhere to be found. Suddenly I feel self conscious and lost, I am in the middle of a huge mall nearly naked. As hot as I felt before, suddenly all of that sexual arrousement that I is gone, replaced by embarrassment and humiliation. I better get going and get this over with before I get arrested for solicitation. I am almost to my next rendezvous with Chuck when I notice that I have regained my group of admirers. I can feel myself getting more confident and at ease as I find myself with somebody familiar, even if they are strangers. Feeling daring again, I stop at the fountain and open my purse for some change and toss a quarter into the fountain. I can't see them, but I can somehow feel their eyes run up and down my body, but I can sense somebody coming closer to me. A part of me wants to escape and get out of here, and I actually decide to continue on, but just as I turn around I see one of the trio standing next to me. As I look over to him, he gives me a sexy little smile. Up close I can see that he is quite handsome with very muscular body and an appealing bulge between under his jeans. I smile at him and with that he moves closer to me. I want to move away but I am nearly frozen in place, not by terror, but something else. I need to see what will happen next . Without even saying anything, he takes hold of my hand and places it on his penis. I really can't believe that I am doing this, but I give it a little squeeze just to tease him and I am filled with a lustfulness, all I want at that moment is to have his cock inside of me. Somehow I get the strength to take my hand away, and I feel as if a spell has been broken. I look at him and smile but turn to leave. I hear him say, "You can go if you want, at least let me get a good look at you." I turn toward him, and I feel so embarrassed yet so sexy. I can see his eyes go over my entire body, undressing me with his eyes, they start at my ankles and slowly move up the entire length of me, pausing at my breasts, when he gets to my eyes I hear him say, "Now turn around and bend over." I am shocked by his request and reply, "What do you think I am, some sort of plaything?" "No, but you know that you want to, so do it" Without the will to fight the urge to let this strange man look at my naked body, I do as he says and as I bend over, I can feel the cool air over my naked wet pussy. "Now open your legs so I can get a good look the rest of you." Without even looking around to see if anybody can see me, I follow his command not able to stop myself even if I wanted to. I can feel his eyes almost fucking my exposed slit with his stare. "Now finger yourself faster." I then realize that my hand has moved between my legs and that I am actually fucking myself with my finger as he watches me. Realizing that I am masturbating in public, I start to moan and again I feel the flushness of an orgasm overtake me. After what seems like forever, I compose myself and turn to look at my admirer. I find him next to me, he grabs me and I feel his hands on my bare flesh, his lips reaching toward mine and finding my eager lips searching for his. I know what I am doing is wrong, but I can't stop. Soon his tongue is inside of my mouth and somehow my hand is grabbing at his cock, feeling the size of him and wanting to feel his bare flesh. I can feel his fingers sliding into me. my mind is telling me to stop, that I can't do this. I am thinking that I am a married woman, and this is wrong.... but it feels so good. He ends the kiss but keeps his fingers inside of me. At this moment, I realized what we are doing and where we are at, and pull away from him. I tell him that I have to go, and as I turn to leave, I hear him telling me that if I want to leave with him and his buddies, that they will wait for me for a half an hour right here by the fountain. I have never wanted anything more than to stay and go with them wherever they want, do whatever they want, but somehow I find the strength to leave. I turn the corner and I see my husband waiting for me smiling. I sit with him on the bench and in disbelief I hear him say what a show I put on back at the fountain. From where he was watching he could see everything. He watched as I showed myself off to the stranger, watched as I masturbated and orgasmed in front of everybody, watched as I put my hand on this strange man's cock, his fingers enter my wet pussy, our wet kiss. I never intended for Chuck to see this, but at the moment he was the last thing on my mind, I was overcome by a powerful sexual force. He asks me what the man told me, I quickly tell him and start to apologize, but he quiets me and tells me the next part of his plan for me. He wants me to return to the fountain and go with them. I can't believe it, what does he think I am, then he reminds me of what I owe him and I realize that I have to go, not for Chuck, but for me. Walking toward the fountain, I see them sitting next to it. I didn't really take the time to look at them before, but now I can see that all three are built like athletes, They are all dressed similarly, in shorts and sport shirts. The one that kissed me is about 6'1 and built like a football player, all muscles, the one next to him is about the same height but a little smaller but with a sweet innocent face, and the third is just a bit taller and even though he isn't as muscular as the others, he really is the best looking one of the bunch, he has the body of a dancer. They finally see me approaching them, the football player gets up first to meet me and without saying a word, grabs me and kisses me. I have never been so hot in my life. He releases the kiss, takes my hand and wordlessly I follow him with the others right behind. We walk out of the mall and into the parking lot. We approach a convertible, and he motions me to get into the back seat. This feels so dangerous, I don't even know their names or even if I will be safe, but it is too late to turn back now. I climb into the backseat, half heartedly trying to keep my skirt down, but knowing that it is useless to even try and not even caring anymore. The football player and the dancer climb into the back with me and the other one gets into the car and starts it up. Before I can even think about asking out, we are off. end part 1 -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----