2
Despite having bought some sportswear at the shop earlier and lingering around for a little, there was still time until the party. There was a shopping center ten minutes away from the location of the party, so Sia decided to stop by there.
As she strut along the shopping windows she kept glancing at the masses which have gathered like zombies inside the huge complex of consumer oriented shops, she couldn’t help but notice a few looks and gazes meeting her. It was mostly males which kept staring, even the ones with girlfriends. Her pants really drew a lot of attention, but fortunately enough, she was met with a few stares of her own sex too. Some, who were a bit on the round side, looked a bit jealous, others had a bit of burning passion in their eyes and these looks made her feel even hotter. She was also aware that some people had a puzzled look on their face about what the slight dent on her left leg, which was the strap of her egg-shaped vibe, might be. Each new gaze made her pant slightly more. She thought it was just her unnatural walking pace, but soon she noticed that her inner thighs were gradually gathering moisture.
She decided to sit down a little in a huge hall-like place in the middle of the shopping center. The masses which seemed to flood the place, were even more noticeable here. She was thinking of masturbating, but it was too risky. Way too many eyes…
As she kept looking around, she finally noticed a small triangle shaped sculpture, reflecting everything back, in the middle of the place, surrounded by some people who looked like they were offering something. She saw a guy enter the sculpture, which turned out to be a room of sorts. It puzzled her:
“Why make a cone shaped mirror room thingy there?”
She went closer and saw the advertisement saying:
“SOCIAL EXPERIMENT
We are a group of psychology students and want to test out how people, who may suffer from stage fright, general anxiety of crowded places, or other such troubled individuals, react in a scenario where they can see the people around them, but not the other way around. Thank you for your cooperation!”
An incredibly sincere, childish joy rose on Sia’s face with a tint of mischief.
“This means I can use this place to… relieve myself… in front of all these people… without them knowing…”
She was overjoyed. She picked up her earlier walking tempo and headed towards the people surrounding the scientific wonder of the new century.
“Hey, excuse me, how do I participate?” she asked the woman in casual clothes humbly.
“Hello! You just have to wait out until the guy inside comes out and answer a few questions before you enter, that’s it! We’re glad you want to participate. Young folks are an important study group!”
“Sure…” Sia said in a less humble tone, but she was overall glad that was all it took. She was somewhat frightened by the idea of the questioning though.
“Don’t worry, it’s just harmless questions! How old are you?”
“Eighteen.” she responded in a matter of fact voice.
“Still going to school? If so, do you experience lots of stress?”
“Yes and yes.” Sia responded in an almost hypnotized manner.
“Sure is rough being your age, huh.” she said, but Sia was just thinking about how she wants to hurry inside the contraption. The woman continued, in a scientific, cold tone:
“Okay, so basically, this small space inside the mirrors, is see-through from the inside, but nobody sees a thing from the outside. It’s also sound proof. The main purpose of this is for people to try and either let out some steam, for example by shouting, raising middle fingers, shadow boxing the people who pass around. It’s proven to be very efficient so far, almost therapeutic, just a little unorthodox. Of course, we also respect the privacy of our participants, there are neither sound recording devices, nor image recording devices on the inside.”
Sia could hear her heartbeat inside her head, her head flushed bright red and she couldn’t hold back her smile.
“A lot of people react like that, haha. They really want to shout at other people. Do you practice any sort of stress-relief, if I may ask? Sports are good too!”
“S-sports yeah… nothing else.” she replied, but she knew she was lying. Her habit of excessive masturbation counted towards this ‘stress relief’ too, but not even in the name of science she would not confess to such a thing.
The guy from earlier finally came out, he looked kind of different. As if he had shouted from the top of his lungs, his neck veins looked still as if they were about to pop and his eyes were a bit reddish.
“Ah, yeap, looks like he did some excessive shouting. It may damage some vocal cords, but those heal fast and the overall damage is…”
She was cut off as Sia eagerly walked towards the entrance. One of the other assistants opened the door and she was let in.
“Just open up from the inside after you feel you’ve had your, share! There’s no time limit!” the woman who was disrupted to continue her explanation shouted after her.
Those were the words Sia wanted to hear. It seemed like personal belongings were also okay to take in, because nobody said anything as she walked in with her bag. Just how she imagined it. They closed the contraption behind her, and she felt all tingly already. Like a wild animal, ready to strike, she took a hard, long look at all the people walking around her. She took a deep breath and removed her tee. Then she removed her pants with a slow motion. She wanted to really cherish this moment, she wanted the looks to fill her before moving on to the next stage. She stood there for a little while with her panties and bra on, already touching the egg vibes to go on low. She felt all tingly and was more sensitive than usual. Her nipples perked up under her bra, her clitoris stiffened and the wetness from earlier was now seemingly gushing down her thighs. She moved her hands behind her back and undid her bra. Her soft, tasteful breasts with their nipples perking were pointing towards the audience. Her breathing got a lot heavier and her face seemed to have lost all human shame and reason.
She removed her wet panties and stood fully naked, except for the little strap and bandaid, in front of the large crowd, which then and now looked into her direction and each little glance seemed to pierce her and this sensation made her uterus tingle each time. She bent over and spread her buttcheeks which were holding on to the egg-shaped vibrator until now. The other one’s cord was still visibly entering her vaginal canal and was going ever stronger now. Sia took out her pink vibe again and shove it in next to the egg. Her whole body shook, and she felt a pleasing fullness filling up her nooks and crannies. She orgasmed and squirted a little. Some of it dripped on the ground. She had a plan on what to do with bigger squirts, but for now she was just enjoying the pink vibrator filling out her whole vagina, while the egg rubbed and drilled her soft spot from the inside and the people walk around her as she pleasured herself. She moaned heavily, panted and drooled, until some of it went dripping down her breasts. She took the other egg which had fallen on her pants on the floor and inserted it into her vagina too. Both eggs were shaking around her vagina now and were waiting to be stirred by the pink ladle. The juices kept on dripping out of her, until she frantically moved her hips and inserted the pink dildo even deeper into her while looking at the innocent people walking at a hair’s length of her.
She came a second time, just when a cute girl, around her age, passed in front of her. She came violently, her eyes closed, and she couldn’t help but scream slightly. She squirted, but the bag which she got from the sports store caught up most of it. There would be no evidence, or at least, very little, she thought for a moment, before her eyes went into the back of her head and she squirted for a third time. Her tongue stretched out and she circularly moved her hips while rubbing the dildo in the opposite direction of that movement.
The room was getting hot and smelt like her. It was as if she were in a trans, all the people passing her, all the people having a face of slight confusion when they looked towards her. She wanted more of those looks, she wanted them to see. She pressed her ass against the mirror and continued to rub all the toys inside her meaty entrance. She kept pushing in and out, slightly pressing her hips against the glass, until she came another time, but without squirting this time.
She couldn’t get enough of people watching her while she was masturbating. “Look, I’m inserting all these toys inside of me and have great pleasure from them, look!” she mumbled. She grabbed the bag on the ground and pulled it in front of her face. “My cum, mmm. Look everyone, I’m gonna drink my own cum!” She tilted the bag and opened her mouth to gulp down her own discharge, it was bittersweet. The knowledge of people watching her drink her own cum made her heart thump faster and as the eggs were still vibrating inside of her, she felt another hot surge of flames spread from deep inside of her.
She felt satisfied, she never imagined she’d get to have so much fun in all her life. She now wished she had packed in more of her toys, but it would have to do. She made sure to snap a few pictures of the view from the inside. The only picture which she took of herself was a selfie, which only she would understand. She didn’t dare make a full body shot, the sight was more than enough for her to burn this deep into her memory. She looked down and saw that her panties were pretty much done for, soaked through and through. And it looked as if the bra had suffered the same fate, from one of the squirts earlier somehow. She was determined not to put it back on anyway. She slipped into her pants after drying her vagina with a few tissues a little and put on her tee back again. Most of the other stuff she hid away in her bag, but for some reason she didn’t want to put away her pink dildo… She decided to push it up inside of her, as if to keep the sensation of this place in there.
She opened the door. She was bright red and the woman from earlier looked a little surprised, but she imagined what had happened. In her head it was a scenario in which the girl screamed and raised her middle finger to every passerby she saw. She definitely did something with her middle finger, but she completely misunderstood the muffled scream too…
“I see you let out some stress. Well? Do you feel better now? All the built-up stress just seems to fly away?”
“Yes, I feel a lot better now. It’s really dreamy… I mean therapeutic.” Sia replied in a calm, almost sleepy voice.
“Great. Would you recommend this to someone else too?”
“Definitely, but only if there are group therapies.” Sia replied, not completely aware of what she was saying.
“Group therapies? Oh yeah, there’s that too, but it usually consists of people throwing dishes and breaking stuff with hammers… I guess one could expand this for group therapies too… Nice, you’re a real talent, we didn’t think of that yet! Thanks for your cooperation, that’s all for the after questionnaire!”
“No, I thank you!” Sia said and laughed girlishly.
To be continued.
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