1. The Slut And The Bull


    Date: 11/12/2014, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: traderjack45, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    questions like why she was naked. Was she a part of the show? Was she doing performance art? How long would she be there? Could they call their friends to come see her? Then, someone asked her something more intimate. Was she an exhibitionist? She raised her arms above her head and stretched them out. Everyone could see her breasts stretch as she raised her arms. She turned and posed, turned and posed, letting them see all of her naked beauty, letting them take pictures with their cells, knowing they were uploading them to Twitter, or Flickr, or Pinterest, or wifebucket, or domywife or some yahoo group, so many places Bob had shown her where he had posted her nude photos. “Not always,” she answered. “But more so lately.” “Why the change?” “I seem to have undergone a kind of sexual awakening. Have you ever read Kate Chopin’s book, The Awakening ? What happened to Mrs. Montpellier is happening to me.” “Does it arouse you to be naked in front of us?” “Yes.” “How aroused are you?” “Very.” “Are you wet?” With this question the crowd became more self conscious. “Would you like to see?” Sally asked the man who had asked the question. Sally knew that this scene could not have happened even six weeks ago, but now she was very aroused to be naked in a public art gallery. She felt she had become part of the art, and she was hoping the man who asked her would come see. And he did. He approached Sally and reached down between her legs. She let him touch her pussy lips, and everyone ...
    could see her reaction. His finger slipped easily into her. And just as he fingered her, Bob took the picture. And he sent it to Jack. Jack still set at the kitchen table in the dark, four empty beer cans were on the table and one on the floor. His phone whistled and lit up the kitchen. The whistle sounded like the phone was singing to him, "...a naked pic of your wife... a naked pic of your wife." And he gazed at Sally being fingered in the art gallery at the Parthenon. He knew where she was, at least for now, and he could tell by her face she was very aroused. He had seen that look many times, especially when Bob fucked her and made her cum. While Jack was looking at the photo Bob sent him of Sally, and it was the only one he sent from the Parthenon, the man who had fingered Sally did not stop. He saw the choker and told the crowd that this woman was a sexual slut, and he kept fingering her. “You like being naked for us, don’t you?” Sally’s eyes were shut as he fingered her wet pussy. “Yes.” “You like me fingering you too, don’t you?” “Yes.” “Do you want me to stop?” “No.” “Do you want me to keep fingering you?” “Yes.” “Do you want to cum?” “Do you want me to?” He looked around at the crowd, a smaller crowd than had been at the sex shop. They all nodded their heads and whispered, “Yesss.” He rubbed her slit, let his fingers slip inside her. He rubbed her clit until it was swollen with desire and wet for sex. Sally began to fuck his fingers. Her eyes were closed, and her hips ...
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