The weekend had finally arrived and I was looking forward to getting up Saturday morning and going to the lake to get some sun. As luck would have it, when I woke up Saturday morning it was to dark clouds.
I knew I would not be going to the lake, nor was I about to spend it at home. I decided to spend my day at the mall shopping. In a few weeks I am going on vacation and although I have a lot of clothes I wanted a few new things.
I looked through my closet taking inventory. I noticed a top with the tags still on it. I thought this is cute and wondered why I had not worn it yet. I tried it on and immediately knew I would be wearing it shopping.
It had an extremely low cut v-neckline. The v was well below my breasts and almost to my midriff. It not only showed my cleavage, but it showed the curve of my tits.
I put on a short blue jean skirt and felt a shiver of sexual excitement go through me knowing that I would not be wearing a bra or panties. A dressy pair of flip flops completed my outfit.
I got my keys and purse and left the house. I turned the ignition and put my seat belt on. The thought crossed my mind that this day could present many opportunities to expose myself. I felt a shiver of excitement run through me and I rubbed my clit and slid my finger deep inside my pussy. I immediately became wet. Exhibiting myself in public turns me on. I get sexual gratification when I let strangers see my boobs and pussy.
Exposing myself to strangers is still relatively new to me and I feel a need to share my experiences, but not everyone understands so those people are limited to one person at this time. I took my phone and took a few pictures. The pictures revealed the amount of cleavage and tits showing and also how short my skirt was. I sent them to my trucker friend.
He’s probably the only person who understands me and my need to expose myself in public. He encourages me to grow and points me to areas I need to explore. I have taken several of his suggestions, acted upon them and have never been disappointed. I am not sure if he realizes that my need to share and send pictures gives me the courage to act out my fantasies. I never thought I could venture out on these adventures alone even though I wanted to and that is where the courage comes in.
As soon as I sent the first picture to him, I felt sexual anticipation and I could not wait to get to the mall. I didn’t need a response from him like I did in the past.
It was Saturday morning and the traffic was light. I also love flashing truckers and was disappointed not to see any trucks on the road.
I knew the mall would be crowded because Mother’s Day was Sunday. There would be an over abundance of men shopping and that thought also caused a tingle to shoot through my pussy and caused my nipples to harden. Once again I rubbed and played with my wet pussy all the way to the mall.
I pulled into the crowded parking lot and immediately found a great parking place. I parked, locked the car and walked into Macy’s.
I went to the Clinique counter first and bought some eye liner. You rarely see men shopping in the makeup and perfume department so I knew there would be no opportunity to satisfy my need to expose myself. I was feeling anxious and impatient and needed to finish my shopping.
I hurried to the women’s department and picked out some shorts and tops and went to the dressing room to try them on. Everything I tried on fit but, I wanted the opportunity to at least flash my boobs to the dressing room attendant. I planned to get her to get me another size so I opened the dressing room door totally nude and leaned out looking up and down the hallway. She was no where to be found.
I was about to step back into the room when I heard another dressing room door open and saw a woman in her early sixties stepped out. Her eyes immediately widened when she saw me standing in the doorway without any clothes on. She averted her eyes and walked by pretty fast. I watched her walk by and noticed her husband waiting in the doorway to the dressing room. He did not look away even when his wife reached him. I smiled at him and his wife hurried him back away from the dressing room. He reluctantly turned and followed his wife back into the store.
I stepped back into the room and shut the door. I wondered at my reaction to the woman seeing me. I did not get that sexual stimulation I get from flashing men but I cannot say I was totally unaffected. This might be an area I need to explore, I did however feel pleased that her husband had been there to see me nude and laughed knowing he was probably getting an earful from his wife right now for looking.
Looking at myself nude in the mirror I rubbed and pinched my nipples. I have never been what you call modest but I am still amazed at my body’s reaction to exposing myself to strangers. My hands slid down my belly as I sat on the chair and masturbated while watching myself in the mirror. I was incredibly turned on and my pussy was dripping. I was panting and began climaxing quickly.
I dressed quickly and left the dressing room. The thought that someone could have heard me moaning caused another tingle in my pussy.
I went to the register and paid the cashier for my purchases. I then went to the shoe department. I knew I could have some fun here when a male clerk walked toward me while I was browsing through the shoes. He asked if he could help me and I picked out three different styles I wanted to try on and told him the size.
I walked over to the sitting area and waited on him to bring them out. My skirt crept up and I let my legs part. The salesman walked toward me with my shoes and I noticed his eyes widen. He seemed more embarrassed than interested though and that made me wonder if women turned him on or not.
He handed me the boxes of shoes and stuttered when he told me that if I needed anymore help he would be at the register. Salesmen do not assist customers anymore in the fitting of shoes. That would have been interesting though, him helping me try on the shoes.
He walked back toward the register and I tried on the shoes. I made sure that my legs were spread and he (and anyone else looking) would be able to see my exposed pussy. That thought immediately caused me to get wetter and my nipples get harden. I got up, walked around in the shoes and decided on the style I wanted to buy. I was tingling and I could not stop myself from rubbing it against the chair I was sitting in.