If you follow me, you might know I’m doing edging tasks all week. If not, I’m a friendly girl next door type who gets unbelievably, embarrassingly turned on from showing off and being told what to do, making this challenge the perfect combination. I don’t have anyone willing to tease me the way I want so a girls gotta do what she’s gotta do. Anyways, one of the tasks is to flash in a store. The rules say to only wear 2 items of clothing at a time. A dress counts as 2 pieces, so that’s what I wore.
I picked out a tight dress that compliments my rich brown skin. I’d only worn it once, always feeling like I had to hide my tummy or magically perk up my large breasts. But this time, I let my curvy silhouette exist in its natural form. Surprisingly enough, the dress looked even better. It showed off the lightning stretchmarks I often hid, the curve of my belly, the dimples of cellulite on my ass, all like masterpieces. My shapely waist and hips, which dared not to be a perfect hourglass, were hugged on tightly just the same.
By the time I did my makeup, hair, and ran a few errands in it, those insecure feelings were forgotten. It wasn’t until I got into the store that I remembered my list–and it wasn’t a grocery list.
My hands were trembling as I set up my phone to record. I made sure to go later in the evening when the store was mostly empty, and pick an aisle with no people or cameras overhead. Even so, employees were bustling around to close up shop. The sound of a squeaky wheel or slammed box made my heart leap into my throat. Mere seconds stretched like minutes as I reached towards my chest to pull down my dress.
I swore the *thwap!* of my boobs flopping free was echoed around the store. They practically hummed with warmth under my nervous arm, as if waiting to be released. And so I did, gripping the shopping cart tight as I walked forward, my breasts bouncing jovialy in view of the camera. They were so damn happy to be on display. I wasn’t even looking at the video, my vision having narrowed to just the end of the aisle. I just needed to make it and–
“Hey! No, I think it’s over here.” A split second after I pulled up my dress, a young girl came around the corner, family trailing behind. She gave me a look before carrying on. *Did she see me? Did she see the reflection on my phone?* My heart was drumming in my ears again, my head was swimming. I couldn’t believe I did something so stupid. Daringly, excitingly, embarrassingly stupid.
Why did I want to do it again?
My nipples, which usually lay flat, were definitely hard and noticeable now. As if calling out to be looked at. And it suddenly felt like everyone was taking up the offer. Him. Her. Employees, strangers. As I neared the exit, two men glanced at me, one of their gazes lingering as if sizing me up. He turned and muttered to his friend in Spanish, not close enough for me to translate. They both kept staring unabashedly, even as I scurried by. I could’ve sworn they were trying to figure out what I had on under my clothes.
Maybe they knew it was nothing.
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Other things happened, but I don’t want to make my post long winded like last time so I’ll end things there…unless anyone wants a part two! Thanks for reading! :)
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wqatup/i_f_almost_got_caught_flashing_in_public
Definitely want part two!!