[FM] I got caught naked at the mall

I don’t know why of all the dares this is the one I wanted to do. But I found myself walking back into the mall by myself.

After my dressing room adventures I wanted to try something else and thanks to Reddit, I was given an idea.

I stood outside the mens bathroom of the busy mall, trying to wait for it to be completely empty but it just wasn’t happening with all the traffic.

The handicap stall would be at the far end so I had to go deep.

Finally, I put my head down and charged in…running right into a guy coming out.

“Oops, my bad.” He said, and kept walking. I stepped into the men’s bathroom. A line of 10 urinals were on the wall with dividers between each one. Five guys were spaced out on them. The other wall was all stalls.

None of the guys noticed me, eyes on the wall in front of them so I quickly walked down to the end, trying not to look over at the guy’s peeing (ok I peeked) and with my heart beating out of my chest, got into the last stall.

I closed the door and locked it, trying to catch my breath.

I took stock of the stall. There was a metal bar. There was also a large suspicious puddle around the toilet.

Quickly, I stripped. I pulled my t shirt and shorts off, dropped my thong, took off my shoes and tied the laces together and stuffed my socks in them. I hung it all on the hook.

I clicked start on the timer.

The ground was cold and sticky. I shivered as I pulled the handcuffs out of my bag. I went to the bar and sat down next to the puddle, back to the wall.

The floor was freezing on my butt cheeks.

They were quick release handcuffs with a button so it was very much a fantasy toy.

Click.

My hands were locked into place above my head.

I finally looked out. From my angle on the ground I could see the rows of feet, pants around their ankles. The sounds of that bathroom were…disturbing. But as I hit the ten minute mark I started settling in and got bored.

Most people ignored the handicap stall, only a few trying the door.

The enormity of my situation started to hit me. What the hell was I doing?

I had built a career and life…that now led to me sitting in a men’s bathroom, completely naked. If anyone knew from work I would lose my job.

Then I saw the feet approaching with a cane. My heart sunk.

The man tried the door. Locked. He tried again. Still locked.

“Sorry.” He mumbled.

He went into the stall next to me.

My feet were just a few feet from his with how I was sitting. I started to zone out thinking I was in the clear…when a cell phone slowly dropped down under the stall…pointing right at me. The camera and everything. He was pointing his camera into my stall. What the fuck. I could only sit there and look at it.

Then the phone went out of view.

The phone dropped down again. The hand holding it was shaking.

I’ve never felt more exposed then in that moment.

I slowly spread my legs, arching my back. I could feel the dampness in my pussy hair as I shook my tits at the camera.

“Are you ok?” A thin voice asked from out of sight.

I nodded.

“Go unlock the stall.” The voice said.

I didn’t think. I just hit the release on the handcuffs and slowly stood up. I watched the camera retreat and the feet came around to my stall door. I stood there for a moment, another man just on the other side.

Click.

Door unlocked.

Door slowly opened.

He was old. In his 70s. Hunched and leaning heavily on his cane. He quickly walked into the stall and locked the door behind him before taking me in.

“I had a feeling someone was using the handicap stall that didn’t need it.” He whispered. “That’s very rude you know.”

I nodded.

“What would security think about you being in here?” He asked.

I froze. I had gone too far. I was going to get in trouble. What if my husband found out. What I-

My thought process ended because he was pulling out his phone.

“We don’t need to tell them do we.” He asked. He showed me the video he took of me, which immediately made me wet seeing myself, and he deleted it. Went into his deleted files and deleted it again. Gone.

“But how can you make it up to me?” He asked.

“What would you want? I responded. “I’ll do it.”

“Sex to far?” He asked. He didn’t wait for my answer.

“To cum on you. Right now. Not sex. I don’t get to leave my mark on a pretty little thing like you these days. Get on all fours, facing the toilet dear.”

I was on autopilot. I turned around, got on my knees, centimeters away from the puddle. He gently pushed my back towards the toilet so my elbows were on the toilet, my face above the opening.

I heard the belt coming off behind me. Then a zipper.

“Reach back, spread yourself.” He whispered.

I took my hands away, my tits pressing into the toilet seat, to spread my ass. I could hear his breathing quicken and the small sounds of movements. He was jerking off.

I was a married woman, the head of a major branch…and here I was in this situation.

Only a minute later he was groaning. He stepped forward, stumbling into me. My knees slid right into the puddle, my tits jammed into the seat and my head dropped into the toilet bowl…then I felt it. Drops of liquid on my back. He was cumming on me.

Then it was over.

“Thank you dear.”

I didn’t move as he zipped up and walked out of the stall.

I felt numb. My brain refused to work.

I slowly stood up and sat onto the toilet.

A total stranger just came on my back.

Then the stall door opened again and a high school age kid confidently walked in and saw me.

I was sitting over the toilet, naked, liquid on my knees, looking frazzled.

“Fuck, sorry dude, um, yeah.”

The kid stepped out.

Guess the old guy couldn’t lock the door behind him. I looked at the timer, 31 minutes. Time was up. I quickly locked the stall, tried to clean up with toilet paper, and got dressed.

Then with my head down I charged out of the bathroom, past all the men there, went directly to my car and masturbated until I finished. Then went again.

That was so stupid and so dangerous.

Okay maybe one more.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/10n8a1p/fm_i_got_caught_naked_at_the_mall