Now Keisha had quite a night. When she woke up in the morning - in her own bed, naked, with the lights on - her first instinct was to let her hands wander all over her sore and abused body. With a smile she remembered snippets of last night: Her walking naked through the street. The thorough fucking and fisting she had received in the subway station.
And with an even bigger smile she remembered: the piercing session. Mostly she remembered because her hands touched her pussy lips, both of them now adorned with multiple rings, with another one piercing her now even more prominent clit. God, how sore her cunt felt after all that abuse. And how goddamn horny that made her.
Not caring too much that all the lights were on and that the blinds were open she threw down the blanket, spread her legs right there in front of the open window, and started to masturbate. Now, in the past her masturbation sessions used to be - tender, loving, peaceful. But not today. With urgency she tried to shove her whole hand up her wet cunt, not caring about the soreness.
After only one minute of self-inflicted abuse, she came - pulling her hand out of her cunt, she closed her eyes for a moment, dreaming of all her neighbors admiring her naked body through the open window. Yes, today would be a good day. Not bothering to get dressed, she got up to make some coffee, well aware of the open windows facing the street. Yes, Keisha needed to be seen. If there was one thing about herself that she had learned, it was this.
And today would be the perfect day for it, she knew. Calling up her new friend, she was delighted about the plans for the day. They agreed to meet - there, very much to her delight. Because that meant, she would get an opportunity to play a bit on her own, first, before putting her fate in his hands again. Now, what to wear, that's what she asked herself.
Up to this point, Keisha's wardrobe had been somewhat modest. She never was a prude, but up until the day (or rather the night) before it had never been her main goal to expose her cunt to as many people as possible. Oh well - some things have to change, apparently. Pacing up and down through her apartment (from time to time giving her pierced clit a quick flick) she marveled at the possibilities of how to expose herself: It was a nice summer day - and their date was a beach date. Of course, that also meant a long train ride.
Now, usually she would have dreaded such a long train ride - too many people, and always somebody harassing her. But that - today - felt just right. And she planned on making this ride count, for what it was worth. It took her a moment to realize, that as she went through this thought pattern, she was standing right in front of the wide-open window of her first-floor apartment, providing the whole (busy) neighborhood a prime-time view of her very naked and freshly pierced body.
Smiling to herself she made a decision: This was her life now. Exposing her body to the world is the best feeling she ever encountered - and by God she would do what she could to make her once private parts public. Spreading her pussy lips wide open with her left hand, she stood for a few more minutes in front of the window, enjoying the occasional gazes and looks from the people walking by.
Finally, it was time to get dressed. Yes, she would have preferred to take the whole trip naked - but she also realized, this might not be the wisest decision. However, she also realized that she would make sure her wet cunt would be visible to anybody who cared to look. Beach day, so swim wear would be needed. She looked at the drawer where she kept her swimwear - and was disappointed.
Yes, some strings were in there, but none of them really exciting. She thought - again - of just going naked, but decided against it. Instead, she went to her underwear drawer and pulled out the tiniest and most transparent panties she owned - she had bought them as a joke, initially. The tiny white panties were obscene even for the bedroom: They were too small to cover Keisha's pussy lips, and the tiny string leading to the back did not even cover her butthole. It was perfect.
Putting the pair of panties on she was beyond delighted: Not only were they far too small, they were also basically transparent. Tugging at the huge rings in her pussy lips she giggled: the tiny pair of panties immediately slipped between her swollen pussy lips, leaving her cunt basically exposed, which was even more accentuated by the rings in her lips. Yes, this was the right beach outfit.
And she figured - she could at least get away with being topless at the beach. Practically bottomless too, as she very well understood looking into the mirror: If anything, the white piece of sheer material rather accentuated her nakedness. For the train ride, however, she needed to put on clothes. And she tried a few of them, making sure to parade through her open apartment as much as she could.
Then, she had an idea: Why not open the door as well - on the off chance, that some delivery driver or a neighbor would walk by. God, with a bit of luck, she day dreamed, they would see her, all naked, and helpless, and take advantage of her, rape her right there in her own bedroom. But enough of that, she decided, as she stood practically naked in the hallway of her building.
At this point, she was well aware of the fact, that her panties had practically disappeared - with how wet she was, they had become completely transparent, giving a beautiful impression of her naked clit and making her lips gape open slightly. She loved this look; she realized as she bent over in front of her huge mirror (and the open door).
For the train ride she had finally decided on what to wear: An old tank top. Now, this tank top she had not worn in many years, as the huge armholes always did an amazing job at showing off her bra beneath it. This would not happen this time, she smiled - because she would not wear one. Putting on the loose-fitting tank top she smiled at the reflection in the mirror:
Yes, her beautiful black boobs were covered as she looked at herself from the front. And standing perfectly still, the upper part of her mound seemed to be kind of covered too. From the back, of course, her nearly naked butt (only covered by the tiniest of strings disappearing between her cheeks) was clearly visible. But the best part was - even without raising her arms, most of her boobs were visible from the side.
And the slightest movement of her arms would completely expose her nipples to the world. There was really no way for her to cover up.
Satisfied, she left the apartment. Out on the street she realized her own nakedness, as every single person passing her by stared at her. No, not at her face - and most of them not even at her boobs, but at her mostly uncovered pussy. See, the walking and the slight breeze outside made sure that all of her lower body was exposed. Stopping for a moment in front of a big window she confirmed: Yes, she was as good as naked. Her pussy was leaking and pretty clearly gaping open, exposing her horniness to the world.
This would only be accentuated further in the subway, she knew. Walking down the stairs to the station she felt the eyes of every person passing her right on her exposed, wet pussy. At the same time the rings rubbing against each other and the invisible thong rubbing against her clit. Yes, she was in heaven.
After just one minute of waiting (Keisha of course used that moment to give her leaking pussy a quick rub, tugging on the rings in her lips briefly) the train also already arrived. It was empty enough for Keisha to find a spot to sit down. The cold plastic felt amazing against her naked butt - she savored the sensation of the cold material against her nakedness.
For a quick moment the thought of how incredibly dirty those subway seats usually are crossed her mind. The thought that her naked pussy, wet as it was, was now rubbing against this dirty plastic made her even hornier. Scooting slightly forward, Keisha raised one of her legs, putting her foot up there on the seat. In the process of course she made sure to expose her naked pussy to the fullest - the angle of having one leg raised and the other one splayed to the side did not just give everybody sitting opposite of her a very clear image of her pussy, it also did a great job at spreading her wet lips even further.
Looking down, Keisha was satisfied - all she saw was her naked legs, her wet and slightly gaping pussy adorned with way too many rings and a tiny piece of material hidden deep beneath her swollen lips. Perfect. With an even bigger smile she noticed, that her tank top had also shifted slightly, exposing her left nipple to the world. Got, it would be a good train ride.
With every station the train filled a bit more, exposing half-naked Keisha to more and more people. Now, she was slightly disappointed that the crowd was not rougher. In her daydreaming mindset she would be getting gang-banged and abused on her way down to the beach - but she knew well enough that this was not going to happen. However, she might as well have some extra fun.
With this decision being made, Keisha absent-mindedly began to let the fingers of her right-hand wander along her naked leg. Trailing down her thigh, she got closer and closer to her soaking wet pussy. With a smile she noticed how many men followed her every movement with hungry eyes. Not wanting to disappoint them, Keisha finally reached her pussy. Feeling her wet folds got her even more excited, knowing that she was practically masturbating in a crowded subway car, with dozens of people watching her.
Slowly extending the show, she started to toy with the string of her panties. Pulling the soaking wet piece of material from between her pussy lips, she pulled it to the side, completely exposing not only her wet cunt, but also her freshly pierced clit. Letting one finger run through her pussy lips, she shivered. No, this was not enough. God, she needed more - and urgently. The thirty-minute train ride to the beach was too long for her not to come.
