I don’t know what is wrong with me, but some places make me horny. Especially crowded places where people are talking loudly; it helps the fact I can’t hear my thoughts. One day I was in one of those bakery shops, and I could think of nothing but to touch myself and play with me. Sometimes I buy and eat a pastry while fingering myself behind the corner. I came in front of strangers with my skirt hiked up, making them wonder what was happening. One time a girl saw me, and she was shocked and disgusted. I was embarrassed but also turned on by her reaction; it felt like I had achieved something through my actions. I felt excited again by the thought of someone else undressing me, watching me finger myself, and maybe touching my tits, which are bigger than average.
There was another day that I was having my coffee, and unconsciously I started to rub my clit through my skirt while I was browsing my cell phone. I hadn’t realized it initially, but it was a table of three guys sitting down from me, and they were all staring at me. After a few minutes, the two boys got up and went to the bathroom. The third guy remained behind his table. He didn’t say anything or look away from me. My heart raced when he kept looking at me without saying a word. His stare made me nervous, but at the same time, I couldn’t stop thinking about teasing him. So I kept rubbing my pussy under my skirt; I moaned silently while touching my clit and pinching my nipples. I was enjoying publicly masturbating myself in front of him, knowing how much pleasure would come out if I let him see everything. Then suddenly I stopped moving my hand because the boy got up and came closer to me. It was just a matter of a few seconds, and the boy stood smiling in front of me. I smiled back nervously, wondering what would happen next. “Are you okay?” he asked. I nodded. He sat beside me and said, “You seem very happy.” I blushed and replied, “It feels good here” He laughed and added, “I bet it does!” I giggled, and he continued, “So do you want to go somewhere private? Maybe we could talk more privately than here.” I hesitated momentarily, and then I agreed to follow him outside. We walked together until we reached an empty parking lot nearby. Once there, he removed his shirt, threw it aside, and said, “You don’t have to rub yourself today. I want to please you right now.”. That sight, and his words, aroused me even more, and I began to remove my clothes too. I released my top first and showed my large breasts to him. Then I unzipped my skirt and pulled it over my ass. Finally, I stepped out of my panties and shoes, leaving me completely naked except for my bra. Before taking off his pants, he leaned forward and kissed me deeply. As soon as our lips parted, I grabbed both sides of his face and pushed him against one car’s hood. Our tongues explored each other’s mouths. He put his hands on my butt cheeks and squeezed them hard. I reached between us and touched his throbbing cock. I rubbed it slowly, feeling its thickness and hardness. It seemed bigger than any man I had ever seen before.
The kissing and groping lasted several minutes. He finally broke the kiss and whispered, “Let’s fuck”. I responded with a smile. I helped him remove his trousers and boxers, revealing a big bulge underneath. I wanted to suck it right now, but I lifted my leg and straddled him instead. With my knees pressed against his hips, I guided his dick inside me. At first, it hurt slightly, but after a second, it felt beautiful. I rode him fast and deep, moaning loudly. He grabbed my waist tightly and thrust himself deeper inside me. Every stroke sent shivers throughout my entire body. I knew I wouldn’t last long, so I decided not to prolong the sex. Instead, I sped up and ground my pelvis harder against his crotch. This caused him to groan louder and faster, which made me climax instantly. I screamed as a wave of intense orgasms washed over my whole body. He pounded me relentlessly, driving me crazy. Soon I was begging him to cum inside me, and he obliged quickly. His warm seed filled me, and I collapsed onto his chest in the car’s hood. We stayed like that for a few minutes, recovering from the powerful fucking we gave ourselves.
After some time, he dressed and left me lying there, full of cum, completely bursting with lust. I wasn’t sure whether I should get dressed or stay like that, so I just put my skirt on and left my breasts with nothing while I recovered to normal. Eventually, I noticed a group of young girls passing by and staring at me. Their eyes widened in shock when they saw my massive tits hanging freely. I didn’t care; I enjoyed being exposed and liked showing off my body to those young girls.
One of the girls shouted, “Hey! What are you doing?! Get dressed!” All the other girls joined in and started laughing at me. I tried to cover my breasts with my hands, but it was useless. Some of the girls pointed at my breasts and said things like: “Those are real?”, “They’re amazing!” etc. A couple of the girls ran away and left, and others just walked, mesmerized by my body.
When I was ready, I walked home, feeling incredibly satisfied. I had never been fucked like that before. Not many men dare to treat women like whores, and I loved it. I fantasized about another sexual encounter with that stranger, imagining how he would humiliate me and force me to give him blowjobs in public places. I pictured myself wearing a tight dress that showed off my cleavage and high heels. And then I imagined that he would take me to a deserted place where nobody could see us and forces me to perform oral sex on him. I love being dominated and forced to do things I don’t want to, and these fantasies make me wet.