Keisha had not expected to be naked on the streets of New York City - ever. She had not expected to be fucked by a stranger, let alone multiple ones on the streets of New York City, in the East Village. And she had ESPECIALLY not expected to be begging for more.
But there she was. Saturday night - not even 10pm, her nearly naked body illuminated by the street light, the white cum oozing out of her well-used pussy a beautiful contrast to her dark black skin. Her hair tied back, Keisha is busy sucking the cock of a drunk guy, while a few other men stand around her, their smartphones pointed at the beautiful black girl. At age 30 and with her corporate job, Keisha had not thought to find herself in this situation. Ever.
It all started earlier that day, just as the sun set. Unexpectedly, too. Keisha was just on her way back from work and had decided to stop for a drink. Just one drink. To relax a bit - mellow out, really. She was not dressed provocatively, at all, wearing her all-black outfit, slacks, blouse, and a light blazer. The bar was nearly empty when she came there - and it all started so innocently. Just a hand on her thigh. And her brushing against his body, ever so slightly.
And not half an hour later, they were making out in the bar restroom, only seconds before his dick slipped into her wet and waiting pussy. And not half an hour later they found themselves out on the street - the busy street of a Friday night in the nightlife district. She was still - well, you might call it dressed, but slightly less so. Keisha had lost her blouse a bit ago, or rather - her new acquaintance had told her to strip it off, so he could suck on her beautiful nipples. Of course, the slim beauty was still wearing her blazer, to protect her dignity. Well, most of it.
As they took a slow stroll, the stranger's hands were busy toying with the one button that kept her blazer closed. Now, normally Keisha would have protested. Well, normally she would not have stripped off her blouse to begin with, exposing most of her beautiful tits in the process. The best part about it: He made her take it off in the middle of the streets, with dozens of people around them.
But she had not protested. Just took off her blazer, unbuttoned the blouse, and threw it to him, before putting the blazer back on. All the eyes on her, all the eyes feasting on her half-naked, fit body - made her pussy even wetter. And of that she was pretty aware, especially as she was not wearing any panties anymore.
Now walking along the crowded street, it did not take much persuasion of her gentleman lover, to fully unbutton her blazer. With the slight wind, her nipples were exposed half of the time, as they strolled further through the crowded area. And the rubbing of the material of the blazer against her exposed tits, her sensitive nipples, just made her want him all so much more.
Without much ado, he pulled Keisha into a lively bar. A bright spot, nothing seedy, full of college students mostly. Sitting down at a high table, Keisha made sure to look at least somewhat presentable, without bothering to actually close her blazer. So, as she sat there, she was pretty aware of her state of (un)dress: while her nipples seemed to be mostly covered, it was clear to everybody, that the only thing the black beauty was wearing on top was her blazer. With every movement of her arms, she flashed her nipples to half of the bar - and the smiling young man sitting across her.
Leaning forward, she whispered - I need you. I need you so urgently. Complying with a sly grin, he moved his high chair closer to hers, sitting more or less next to her. Without any warning - or consideration of her decency - he pushed the blazer halfway off her shoulders, leaving her practically topless in the well-lit bar. The giggling around them - Keisha did not care, as he crouched down slowly, to take her nipple into his mouth. Sucking on her tit, his right hand started to maul her other one, pulling on her nipples strongly, twisting them, making her moan in ecstasy.
And she whispered - more. Please. More.
So, without stopping to suck on Keisha's beautiful tit, his right hand snaked down to her pants, opening the button and then the fly. Lift your butt, honey, he said loud enough for the people around them to hear. And so, she did, of course, allowing him to push her slacks down her thighs. Further and further he pushed, her butt out for the world to see. Thankfully, she thought, the table covered her hairless pussy, but whoever cared enough to look would still get a good glance at her glistening pussy, especially as she tried to spread her legs as far as possible.
Finally, the slacks made their way down her thighs, past her knees, only to land on the floor. Keisha did not care. But she gasped, as three fingers of a very masculine hand found its way into her slippery cunt, still oozing the cum he had shot up her pussy earlier. Moaning louder and louder, she got closer to climaxing, not caring about the picture she presented to the whole place.
With dozens of people mesmerized, Keisha was more than aware of her nakedness: While the blazer was still covering her midsection, her small tits were out for the world to see and her pussy was very clearly finger fucked by a fully dressed guy. Everybody was sure to get a good look, as she orgasmed, finally, for the third time this night. Let's go, he smiled, after wiping his finger in her hair.
Now, Keisha should have protested. Keisha should have grabbed her pants - to cover her tight butt and her glistering pussy. But she did not. What she did do, was follow her new lover, leaving the pants on the floor, and without bothering to pull up her blazer again. Yes, she was as good as naked, among dozens of people in a well-lit bar. And she loved it.
Please - I need more. Please. Leaning back into the outside wall of a building, Keisha spread her legs as wide as she could, exposing herself even more, showing off that beautiful pussy of hers. Please, love, I need to come. Make me come, right now, she pleaded. And of course, the gentleman he was, he could not leave her pussy unattended.
Standing next to her, very careful not to block her naked body from potential spectators, he pushed again three fingers up her waiting cunt. As he started to finger-fuck the moaning beauty, he had an idea: taking out his fingers, he formed a fist with his hand, and against the slight bit of resistance that Keisha's pussy still offered, managed to push his whole fist up her waiting cunt, only to be met by a loud moan.
Satisfied with how well stretched and utterly obscene her pussy looked, he started to toy with her nipples, his other hand still firmly lodged in her cunt, pushing deeper with every thrust. And Keisha came - not with a silent moan, but with a scream fueled by ecstasy. There she was, as good as naked in the busy street, well-illuminated and with a fist up her wildly stretched out cunt.
And she could barely believe it - she enjoyed it, more than anything in her life. Respectable as she used to be, here she was: her slim naked body exposed to the world, dozens of people walking by, staring at her, making pictures and videos of her, as she was getting fist fucked by a guy who's name she only learned an hour ago. And she had never been more aroused in her whole life.
Orgasm after orgasm rolled over her, as the fisting continued. With her own hand she started toying with her hard nipples, gentle at first, and rougher by the second, ultimately pulling on them as hard as she could. What a wanton slut everybody got to see - fist fucked and naked right outside a bar in the middle of the city. And the best thing? She needed more. She knew this night was not over yet, not even close. Letting her blazer fall to the ground after her fourth orgasm, she smiled - let's go for a stroll.
Not bothering to collect her only item of clothing, the couple - hand in hand - strolled down the street, well aware of all the pictures that were taken of Keisha. And what she was even more aware of was the state of her badly abused cunt - stretched out, and her dominant pussy lips swollen and hanging open she was a sight to behold. No, she was not only naked - she was as exposed as possible. Everybody looking at her could tell what she must have been through - her cunt not forming a nice, orderly slit, but hanging open obscenely, her nipples swollen and her clit standing proud.
Let's get you somewhere better-lit, her gentleman companion grinned, I want to be able to better admire this body of yours. And I want to see your beautiful fucked-up cunt. With these words, he pulled Keisha to the side and into the subway entrance. The bright light illuminated her body, making her black, naked body stand out even more in the contrast to the white tiles of the subway station. People stared - it was crowded, allowing people to brush by Keisha's naked body, hands touching her very naked body. Finding a spot right next to a column - and, coincidentally, right under a bright light, the man told Keisha to stand right there.
And so, she did, spreading her legs wide, she bent over, her naked pussy and ass facing the crowd of on-lookers, regular people waiting for their train.
Kneeling down next to her, the man pushed a few fingers into Keisha's gaping pussy, spreading her open as far as he could. Withdrawing them, he marveled at the beautiful pink flesh against her dark skin - how obscene she looked, naked and gaping in the middle of this dirty train station.