Emily stepped out of her apartment door, closed it almost all the way, and stood still for a moment. Breathing slowly in and out, in and out, she tried to calm her pounding heart. Once it had slowed to something less than just-ran-a-100-meter-dash, she did a quick inventory check to make sure that she had taken everything she needed. In her purse was her wallet, her phone, and her keys. She was wearing sandals, a pretty sundress that came down to her knees - pale yellow with a pattern of small flowers - and a bracelet. That was everything. Once she had checked and triple-checked that she wasn't locking herself out, she closed the door with a click.
That bracelet was almost as important today as bringing her keys was. It was nothing special - in fact, almost everyone had one just like it. The pattern and color of the LEDs on its surface could be set to display the wearer's pronouns (she/her), age (21), sexuality (bisexual), and certain other information. Today, Emily had made one change to her bracelet. She had set 'availability' to 'free use'.
By going out like this, she was inviting anybody who saw her to initiate sex with her. Any time, anywhere they wanted. Plenty of people were free use some or all of the time, but Emily had never done it. Not from embarrassment at the idea of having sex in public - that was perfectly natural - but because she didn't want anyone to see her body. She wasn't bad looking, but for the longest time she had hated the thought of being seen naked, even to the point of keeping her shirt on at the pool.
The reason for that long-held feeling had become clear about a year ago, when she realized she was trans. She had changed her name to Emily, thrown out most of her old wardrobe, and immediately felt happier than ever. Although she was only at the start of her medical transition, for the first time she felt like she saw herself when she looked in the mirror. She had also confirmed, after the first few hookups, that she enjoyed sex much more when she and her partner both knew she was a girl. Armed with this new confidence, she had decided to find out what she had been missing all those years she had avoided public sex.
All of this went through Emily's mind in the elevator down from her floor, but her thoughts were brought back to the present when someone else got on a few floors below her. It was someone she recognized, a girl she had seen coming and going from the building occasionally. She had blue hair and wore a denim jacket, and even if her bracelet hadn't been visible, Emily would have been sure that she was into girls. Her heart beating faster again, Emily casually angled her arm so the girl could read her bracelet.
The girl gave her a quick smile as she entered the elevator, but otherwise didn't look up from her phone and didn't seem to see her bracelet. They rode to the ground floor in silence. Once they were out of the lobby, she walked off in the opposite direction to Emily, still texting.
Emily was disappointed, but she wasn't going to give up on her original plan. It was simple: she would stroll two blocks down the street to a coffee shop, order a coffee, sit and drink it, then stroll back home. A short excursion, but with plenty of opportunities for people to see her and interact with her. Mentally crossing her fingers, she set off.
It was a beautiful day, and there were plenty of people outside. There was a man browsing the windows of the shops along the street. Someone walked past talking intently into their phone. A woman sat on a bench, pants discarded beside her and two fingers pushing into her pussy while her other hand was under her shirt, clearly toying with a nipple. Everyone was going about their day without sparing a glance at the girl with the free use bracelet. Which was understandable - they had no way to know this was a special occasion for her. Still, with each person she passed, Emily imagined them turning to watch her go by before deciding to use her.
Her wish was granted a block away from the apartment building. A young man tapped her on the shoulder, and when she turned around, he asked, "Give you head?" Emily froze, speechless, then nodded rapidly.
The man took her by the shoulders and guided her back until she was leaning on a wall, then got down on his knees. Hands shaking, she gripped the hem of her dress and pulled the front up. She was revealing her body to the world for the first time. A lingering voice in the back of her mind was still terrified. What if she wasn't what he wanted?
That doubt was discarded when he kissed her tip, then took her whole soft dick in his mouth. She gasped as he licked it, feeling herself growing hard. This was it. She was being given a blowjob, out in the open, on a public street. And nobody cared. Nobody was pointing and laughing, saying she was too ugly to be doing something like this. It was amazing. Still, she dropped her dress back down over the man's head. That way, with his head and her crotch hidden, it might look like she was a cis girl being eaten out.
That possibility didn't last long. Soon she had grown to her full hard length, and the man was bobbing his head up and down on it, the movement unmistakable even under her dress. She cried out in pleasure as he took her whole length, pressing his face into her body. Then he pulled back off, gagging only slightly, and began to lick long, slow licks up the underside of her cock. The pleasure was almost unbearable. It was like all the sensation in her body was concentrated in one place.
He began sucking again, bobbing up and down in quick, even movements while teasing her head with his tongue. God, he was good with his tongue. The constant stimulation on her hypersensitive head, combined with the increasingly wet sounds coming from the young man's mouth, were bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. She began to let out little moans.
Her reaction encouraged the stranger. He began to go faster and harder, and Emily got louder and louder. She could feel the orgasm building, and she almost didn't want it to come. She wanted to stay in this incredible feeling forever.
But it did come. Taking both of them by surprise, she came, shooting a jet of cum deep into the young man's mouth. The knowledge that he could feel it, taste it, know exactly how much pleasure she was in, only made it feel better. The knowledge that anyone around them could see her pleasure as well felt more amazing still. Caught up in the moment, she wrapped her hands together at the back of the man's sundress-covered head and pushed him all the way onto her cock. As she shot more ropes into the back of his mouth, she screamed in pleasure, loud enough that anyone nearby might have turned to look, although Emily wouldn't have noticed.
As the orgasm faded, she unlaced her trembling fingers and lifted the dress back off the man's head, sheepishly helping him to his feet. He licked his lips as he stood, wearing a stunned expression of pleasure that Emily knew was mirrored on her own face. "Thanks," he mumbled vaguely and happily. Emily returned the sentiment, and the man wandered away.
Jesus
. That had been incredible. Nothing in Emily's experience compared to orgasming in public, in front of a street full of strangers. She was sorry she'd missed out on this before, but more importantly, she was already pretty sure she would be keeping her bracelet on this setting as a default from now on. Walking on still-shaky knees at first, she resumed her walk to the coffee shop.
When she got there, the shop, like the street outside, was busy. There were couples chatting, people working on laptops, and a long line at the counter. That would increase the time she spent in here, Emily thought with butterflies in her stomach.
Nobody interacted with Emily at all while she was in line - possibly because her bracelet was on the arm facing the counter. When she finally got to the end, she ordered a medium coffee and took it to an empty table. She sat and drank it slowly, not looking at her phone or doing anything else, just looking around at the other patrons. She wanted to project the message that she wouldn't mind at all if someone disturbed her - as if her bracelet didn't do that already.
