Streak the mall
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Your yell gets every eye in the place on you, and you celebrate by shaking your stuff on the long tabletop for all you're worth. You sashay up and down the table, bending over to jiggle your ass at a nearby patron. | Your yell gets every eye in the place on you, and you celebrate by shaking your stuff on the long tabletop for all you're worth. You sashay up and down the table, bending over to jiggle your ass at a nearby patron. | ||
| - | The crowd goes wild as you move your hands sensuously up your sides to cup your breasts, giving them a hard squeeze. Unable to control it, you move your hand down to your opening and begin to stroke. | + | The crowd goes wild as you move your hands sensuously up your sides to cup your breasts, giving them a hard squeeze. Unable to control it, you move your hand down to your opening and begin to stroke. Cameras and phones are everywhere, taking pictures and videos of your sluttly actions. You can't help it, you orgasm almost instantly. Once, twice, three times right in front of everyone, letting out a loud moan of pleasure. |
You sink down on the table spent, barely even capable of walking. | You sink down on the table spent, barely even capable of walking. | ||
Revision as of 16:10, 20 January 2014
Oh wow you can't believe you're even considering this. Streaking the mall would really get you out there. And also possibly get you in a lot of trouble. Aw screw it. You only live once and you swore you would make the most of today. Time to streak the mall!
With a wave at your gobsmacked neighbors you set off toward the local mall. While it certainly won't be packed first thing in the morning of a weekday, there should still be a sizable crowd.
You manage to get to the mall parking lot after a little bit of walking, winding your way through the sea of cars all around it. Walking up to the entrance to the food court, you hide behind a bush to catch your breathe.
"Ok, let's do it. Time to go all out slut on this place."
And with that you spring into motion, yelling out a cry of joy to attract attention.
"WOOOOO!"
You thrust your arms up in the air as you run through the bewildered shoppers and through the doors into the food court. Running past hungry patrons, you make your way to the center and stand up on a table.
"HEY! EVERYONE! I'M NAKED!"
Your yell gets every eye in the place on you, and you celebrate by shaking your stuff on the long tabletop for all you're worth. You sashay up and down the table, bending over to jiggle your ass at a nearby patron.
The crowd goes wild as you move your hands sensuously up your sides to cup your breasts, giving them a hard squeeze. Unable to control it, you move your hand down to your opening and begin to stroke. Cameras and phones are everywhere, taking pictures and videos of your sluttly actions. You can't help it, you orgasm almost instantly. Once, twice, three times right in front of everyone, letting out a loud moan of pleasure.
You sink down on the table spent, barely even capable of walking.
And that's when you notice security is making its way toward you through the cat calling crowd.
