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Episode 3: EAT ME! Seriously, EAT ME!
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 3: EAT ME! Seriously, EAT ME! - "Hi! My name is Violet. New kid on the block. You don't know me, but you will. Once you do, you won't be able to get enough of me. Just ask all the hot guys in Indy! HA! All 500 of them. Start your engines, Boys! I look good lying a checkered flag. Red light! Yellow light! Green light... HO!"
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism
“Where was I? Oh, yes! At the mall! Sitting in the food court in panic mode!
“As my old high school crush Kyle and his super-hot co-worker Scott admitted to witnessing the whole thing. By whole thing, I mean Jamie Harper from the shoe store talking me into removing my favorite yellow panties for the whole world to see. I tried to look with regret, but they both knew better. Beet red or not I couldn’t mask my smile. Kyle asked to see my thong, so I reluctantly passed it over. He immediately placed it to his nose. I died knowing that he had captured my scent. They were still damp even.
“Scott shared them while showing off to the guy to my right. Inhaling them Scott abruptly said that they smelled awesome. I wanted to faint as much as to rub my clit. Still smiling, dang it. My teasing was paying off in ways I hadn’t considered as my thong was being passed around. Scott even got up and took them to the guy seated to my right for a sniff. Then, over to the two men across from me.
“Every single one of them enjoyed the scent of my pussy. OMG! I promise I’ll try to not say that so much going forward but it was incredible. My mind was blown at how well-received my teasing had been embraced. Now, as Scott returned to his seat, I felt invincible.
“Before I could ask for my thong back Kyle looked under the table and I found myself parting my legs to let him see my pussy. Whistling led to Scott leaning under for his own inspection. What was I doing? OMG! I was letting them both see me. As they gazed at me from below, I looked around at my other paramours. All of them craved a peek between my legs. They had already seen me somewhat, so I wasn’t all that stressed. What made me edgy was the fact that other men I hadn’t noticed earlier were now looking my way from further out. Four more guys were amused and waving at me. FUCK! I exhaled under my breath. This was destroying my hormones. My mind was all over the place. I was literally in sensory overload.
“Kyle and Scott sat up grinning from ear to ear. I heard Scott say that he loved how my pussy had just a tiny bit of pubic hair above it. Peach fuzz he called it. I groom it to satisfy my own desires because I like being sexy. Scott verbally told the guy beside me that he should get a look at this. He didn’t rush to my side or anything, but I knew he wanted to see for himself. As did the guys across from me. They could see it but not as closely as they would have liked.
“In my insanity I turned in my chair to face the guy beside me and lifted my cheeks a bit to raise my skirt higher. Parting my legs I gave him a better look. Hearing an Oh That’s Sweet made me tremble harder. I found myself repositioning in my chair to offer the men across from me a similar look. As they squinted, I knew that the table over my lap was masking it some.
“Glancing around for safety I scooted my chair out away from the table and sat back down. In moving about my skirt rose higher on my butt, more thigh was exposed. Essentially every inch of my lower half stood revealed. One of the men across from me motioned for me to part my legs wider. With Kyle goading me I lifted my legs in the air and out to my side. Best look ever. I just knew they could see my vulva opening up as if it were a goldfish gasping for air. The picture of that in my head had me biting my lip and looking at them with an intimidated expression.
“Scott and Kyle quietly laughed and continued to offer compliments. I found myself unable to get enough attention. Those men further out were getting up and walking closer where they could capture a better view. I might have been embarrassed but I didn’t shy away. Calculating guys as I watched their reactions, I realized eight men were looking at my pussy. OMG! Sorry! EIGHT! OOOOMMMMGGGG!
“During my counting Kyle stood up and moved to my side. My eyes bulged as he grabbed the back of my chair and slid me out further away from my table. I instantly clammed up and lowered my legs hiding myself. I knew there were cameras everywhere. Too much exposing myself I was certain to draw the attention of the wrong person. It wasn’t like I was sitting right out dead center of the food court, merely four feet from my table. But still!
“A large planter wall to my back hid me from the congestion on the other side. I found my hands nervously rubbing my legs as I looked at my eight ... shit ... ten guys, curiously watching me. Kyle knelt in front of me with a warm smile. He asked me if I was enjoying myself. Silly me, I said yes. He joined me in rubbing my legs to calm my nerves. Yeah, that helped Kyle! I nearly laughed. Placing his hands on my knees he gently encouraged me to pry my legs wide. Scott keeping watch around us made me feel slightly better but regardless I just wasn’t sure where this was going.
“Showing these guys my pussy shattered my expectations of what I intended to do today. I worshipped their attention so heavily, I couldn’t slow my heart rate. I found myself not looking at Kyle and more toward my audience. I realized each of those standing had moved further apart to form a strategic roadblock, hiding me as best as they could. All while not being obvious to those tables with women and children.
“I felt breath on my thighs forcing me to look down at Kyle. He stared over his brow up at me as his tongue wagged toward my clitoris. I nearly fell back in my chair as his palms held my legs wide. OMG! He intended to eat me out right here in the food court.
“I wasn’t ready to go that far. Whimpering at him I pleaded through expression for him to change his mind. In my predicament I hadn’t even realized I had never addressed my blouse slippage. No bra on, my tits were now completely out for air, nipples aroused and pointing at everyone. Something within me couldn’t resist the revealing addition to current events. Even as I contemplated hiding my chest Kyle snatched up my hands preventing any cover-up. This was going to go so bad; I just knew it. Bad in a good way, I hoped!
“Kyle asked me if I wanted him to stop. Even in pleading I bit my tongue and shook my head no. I can be so stupid sometimes. Sure enough, I felt a warm wet tongue mold over and in between my labia. Having never been eaten out before, my only lover ever had chickened out, I nearly lost my mind. I had a very sensitive clit I knew that much very well. With a strained expression I pressed my lips tightly to avoid moaning. That did not work, my mouth went wider with every lash of his tongue. At least my yelp was low volume.
“Observing others watching this unfold I had to slow down, or I was going to masturbate right there, well, if I had access to my hands, and my clit. After a minute more of Kyle’s tongue I pushed his head away by tightening my knees around him. Pulling my legs together I sat up straight fanning myself, my hands now released. My skirt was still riding high enough to see quite a bit of thigh. Finally, Kyle understood and smiled warmly at me. Standing up in front of me I captured just how large his erection had reached in size. Did I really make that happen? OMG!
“I know you’re tired of hearing that but come on. I’m new to men so this was all tormenting me as much as I tormented them. Kyle took my hands and stood me up, switching places to sit in my chair. Turning my back to him I was drawn down to sit in his lap. My audience was standing strong. As a family passed through Kyle kept things quiet. Even as they were near I did notice while sitting in his lap just how hefty his erection felt under my bare bottom. I want to say it people. Biting my tongue here. Fuck it! OMG! SO HUGE!
“I was sitting in the lap of the one guy I never imagined would honestly give me the time of day. Time? Why hadn’t he and Scott gone back to work. Surely, their lunch was over. In asking Kyle, he told me not to worry about that they wouldn’t get in any trouble. I merely nodded, feeling his hands rubbing my legs and hips. At least I was looking out for them.
“I found myself waving at my audience and absorbing their expressions toward me. Every one of them wanted to know just how far this might go. So did I to be honest. I knew one thing for sure, I wasn’t fucking anybody. I was so not ready for that, especially here in the food court. As soon as Scott felt convinced that we were safe to do whatever, he motioned for Kyle to continue. I really didn’t know what to expect.
“What began with kissing my shoulder gradually ended in Kyle cupping his hand around my throat. I panicked slightly, showing my hesitation toward Scott and the others long before Kyle himself. He whispered for me to stay calm. Sure, that was on the agenda, Kyle. Did I stop him from choking me? Seriously? I was too far gone to say stop.
“Everyone took great care in not being obvious. HOLY CRAP! My brain was toast seeing guys enjoying such a small piece of me. Shaking like crazy I felt Kyle’s free hand go up the front of my blouse and squeeze my tit. I laid against his chest as his lips kissed my bare shoulder again. His tenderness felt incredible. He only let up on my shoulder to whisper for me to look at how much those guys liked seeing me. I gasped knowing very well just by seeing the hunger in their eyes. Replying I admitted to Kyle I was scared. He convinced me he would keep me safe. Weird that his kiss to my shoulder was so tender yet his grip on my throat strong. I liked both.
“I didn’t believe him, but I was so far gone I let him think I did. His fingers pinching my nipple felt so good I totally lost control over keeping my legs together. Everyone got another healthy view of my vagina. By now I had noticed that my panties were still circulating amongst my followers. Ten men were now capturing my scent, maybe more. Who knew how many, guys just kept rallying around us as if called in to watch. I didn’t care anymore. I was wanted. I had their attentions glued to me. Protecting me! Wall to wall bodies were covering me while asking what was unfolding for my pleasure as much as theirs.
“I nearly yelped louder than before but held my breath. Kyle continued asking me if I wanted them to stop. Before I could even offer my intended no, Scott removed his fingers and placed them inside my mouth. I tasted myself for the very first time. Too terrified to on my own. I actually liked my taste. My sucking on his fingers gave my audience reason to cautiously rub their crotches. OMG! I’m making them want to jack off. I was impressed!
“In a bold move the guys that had been sitting across from my table got up and slowly move in front of us. Looking around for safety purposes I found them lifting my blouse up and over my neck then bending to kiss my nipples. OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! You know, I moaned. This was pushing me so far over the edge I was mumbling for none of them to stop. Pleading if I was being honest.
“Unfortunately we had to stop cold when a faint whistle of warning forced everyone to act normal. I tried to cover up quickly as a security guard walked through the crowd on the other side of the planters patrolling the court. Kyle however let my throat go and removed my blouse entirely, tossing it onto our table. Luckily, the guard was more interested in food than us. The standing guys talked with one another to avoid looking suspicious as I sat there with only my micro skirt looking like a belt around my waist. By now, I’m not even certain who had my panties.
“As we watched the guard standing directly to our right Scott returned placing his hand down between my legs, slipping in to rub my clit. My eyes refused to blink as I breathed heavily. All it would take was for that guard to turn around. Game over!
“The men standing in front of us began playing with my breasts as I watched the guard. I really wanted to cum by now. Was this their objective? I seriously didn’t expect this, but I was so glad it was happening. I was learning my limits. I was figuring out what guys liked. What they wanted. I think what scared me most about this risk-taking adventure was that I could really get used to it.