Hello my lovelies, whilst I’m new to posting on Reddit I’m not new to having adventures or fantasising about future ones. I’d like to share one with you now and if you like what you read then maybe I’ll share more ;-)
First off, a bit of backstory – if you’re not into fluff then you can skip on ahead to the next paragraph for the juicy bits! I’m in my (very) early 30’s, I have long red hair and sumptuous curves. I very much enjoy wearing vintage clothing, down to the underwear including nude seamed stockings and suspender belts, which is where my story begins;
So on a particularly windy day I was wearing my signature seamed stockings with a loose fitting swing dress and high heels. Walking down a quiet-ish street I swiftly regretted my choice of no knickers when the first gust of wind lifted my skirt exposing my smoothly waxed nakedness, although I did very much enjoy the rush of adrenaline as I hurriedly patted my dress down.
Feeling my face flush, I quickly looked around to see if anyone had seen me and spotted a man sitting alone outside a coffee shop – attempting to read his paper but quite obviously trying not to stare at me. This was all the motivation I needed. Without breaking eye contact with the stranger, I reached down and began straightening my stockings, not pausing when I reached the bottom of my skirt, but lifting it slowly as I continued up making sure that he would catch just the briefest glimpse before letting my skirt drop back down. I wasn’t going for a coffee, but I wanted to see how far I could push this so I sashayed past him, giving my best wiggle, into the shop.
Whilst at the counter I glanced back at the window a few times and our eyes met, I gave a coy smile and bit my lip provocatively. I took my coffee and sat at the table next to the window facing him, so there was just the pane of glass between us. He mouthed hello at me and I giggled, bowing my head and letting my hair fall over my shoulders – I should add in at this point that my dress was also very low cut and I am blessed with larger than average breasts. As I sipped my coffee, holding his gaze, I parted my legs slowly allowing him to enjoy more of the view. He began to shift in his chair slightly and I could tell he was getting a little worked up, I smiled and continued to enjoy my coffee and the growing tension. I could feel myself getting wet and my nipples beginning to harden as I continued to tease him through the glass, I glanced around to make sure no one else had noticed what I was doing before moving my hand down below the table and slowly stroking a finger around my glistening lips. His eyes flickered between holding my gaze and watching my fingers as they explored further, moving down and sliding into my pussy which was soaking at this point. He leaned forward watching me intently, licking his lips and smiling in a “I can’t quite believe what’s happening” kind of way. I brought myself to a shuddering orgasm, barely containing the moan that wanted to break free of my lips. I couldn’t resist lifting my fingers to my mouth and running my tongue over them, closing my eyes briefly in satisfaction. When I looked at him again he just shook his head in disbelief and smiled.
I finished my coffee and stood up to leave, straightening my dress I strutted to the door and out, just as the door shut behind me another gust of wind caught my dress giving the stranger one last flash – of my ass this time, as I walked away. Don’t think my smile could have gotten much bigger!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6m3lly/coffee_shop_teasing_mf_public
Mmm I would have loved to be the guy watching through the window. Maybe I can be that lucky some day!