If you thought I was a showoff slut before, you should have been walking or driving through my neighborhood earlier this week! I think I've really gone all the way this time!
Several days ago I ordered a new toy online... I bought a dildo with a suction cup on the base. It looks remarkably like a real penis, with balls too, and I absolutely love it. It's the first toy I've had that looks realistic, but what I love most is the suction cup. So many possibilities!
I refrained from using it until yesterday morning. I was horny anyway, and had come up with a way to "break in" the dildo in my own extra special way – in complete showoff slut manner. I started by getting myself very worked up Monday on the way home from work. After I left the office, I drove to a grocery store I never go to (unless I'm being naughty). In the car, I pulled up my skirt and removed my thong and my bra, which I removed by taking my blouse fully off, then taking off the bra, sitting topless in the car in the parking lot. On the spur of the moment, I decided to hang the thong and the bra from the rearview mirror!
I buttoned up my blouse (light pink, button up, a little tight) to just below my breasts, and got out of the car, carrying a $20 and my keys but leaving the purse in the car. It's been cool but not cold here lately, and with the excitement, weather, and tighter top than I would normally wear to do this with, my nipples were very obvious. I promised myself that I wouldn't cover up until I was inside, and walking in, made the day of the kid getting the carts in the parking lot who nearly dented a car with the several carts he was pushing as he stared at me walking by!
Inside, I decided to be a little more discreet, and crossed my arms across my boobs, covering the nipples at least. I grabbed a can of soup and some crackers, then picked the geekiest (legal age) looking checkout boy and stood in his line. When it was my turn, I put my two items down and then crossed my arms submissively behind my back. I pretended I was doing this on orders from a master, knowing it would please him to have me showing my hard nipples off like that. I don't get turned on by flashing so much as I do from being made to flash.
The poor kid had a hard time (ahem) of getting my two items rung up, and was quite tongue tied. I know the older man behind me enjoyed the view and the time it took me to pay as much as the checkout boy did! I took the bag and again vowed not to cover up as I walked out to the car, but no one was really close enough to notice on the trip out.
Turned on but not satisfied, I waited until later that night, then had more fun by dressing in a black thong teddie, black high heels, my collar and leash, and going out at 10pm, walking down my long driveway, with the quarter moon making it more exposed than I thought it would be, to get my mail. This is very arousing to me, somewhat risky, though my neighborhood doesn't have any street lights and my street doesn't get much traffic at that time of night. I enjoy the possibility of being seen, exposed as the slut I am, but I don't really want to get caught, raped or arrested. I walked back inside, went to the garage, and unscrewed the light bulb that turns on automatically when the door goes up, in preparation for the morning.