Now Sam was blessed with a breathtaking body - and one she was not afraid to show off. Bars or clubs, of course, would have been the obvious choice - but they were boring.
Bad lighting, Sam, usually complained, and too many drunk folks looking to party. That's too... normal, if that makes any sense. No, Sam always looked for more. Less obvious choices, for example. Like - the airport.
Flying into New York on a cold winter's day, Sam arrived at the airport wearing a thick winter coat. The winter coat hid her actual outfit: a barely-there tube top and an even smaller mini skirt made from elastic material.
Now, Sam's tiny slim body should not stretch out a tube top or a mini skirt too much - unless they were deliberately bought what seemed to be multiple sizes too small.
God knows where a girl as slim and short as Sam found something to wear that's actually significantly too small. Once she had checked in, she found the line for security - and wow was it a long line.
It was one of those long lines where you do the zig-zag - back and forth you slowly move over the course of nearly an hour until it's your turn to walk through the x-ray machine or to be patted down. Yep - Sam looked forward to this part.
But she also looked forward to standing in line. Right when arriving there she found herself surrounded by what felt like hundreds of people. Feigning to be too warm, she stripped off her coat, to hang it over her little pink suitcase.
Sam's smooth black skin was the perfect contrast to what she wore under the coat: both the skirt and the tube top were made from a light pink material - and stretched as those two pieces of garment wore, they were close to being see-through.
That seemed to be especially true for the top, that did a quite poor job at concealing Sam's little pokies. Now her tits were barely an A-cup - but her nipples stood at proud attention, accentuated by the piercings in them.
If somebody looked closely (oh whom are we kidding, even at first glance) it was quite obvious that Sam wore nothing underneath: Not even half an inch of fabric was north of Sam's nipples, and the material stretched so thinly that her dark, erect nipples were perfectly obvious to everybody who cared to look.
Now, while her beautiful pussy was not (yet) uncovered, there was no room for error either: No material shone through the see-through skirt that barely covered her pussy and left a tiny bit of ass cheek uncovered in the back.
Yes, if somebody would have just slightly bent down, they would have had a primetime view of Sam's pussy already. And boy did she enjoy the attention - the firecracker knew of course that everybody's eyes were resting on her fit little body. As she slowly moved through the line, she noticed joyfully that people stared. Oh, were they in for a show. As she slowly but deliberately shuffled forward, two things started to happen: Her top started to move a little bit further down, and her skirt started to move a little bit up. Not enough yet to reveal something of interest, but - she was just two- or three-minutes in.
And it only took five more until she was quite satisfied to be on show: both her nipples had escaped her top, resting proudly right above the thin material. She did not even need to glance down at her own body, the looks on the faces of the people around her told her everything she needed to know: Yes, she was on show.
And the slight breeze she felt on her tingling pussy told her: Yes, nothing uncovered anymore. Good.
Sam always considered her body to be public property. Why not? Nothing should be hidden from the world. So, obviously, she had to bend down to take some things out of her suitcase. First, she bent over, keeping her legs straight.
Starting to fidget with the lock of the suitcase, she took her time wiggling her behind back and forth, making sure people would not only get a good view of her wet pussy, but also her tiny asshole.
Yes, she was hoping - wet as she was, her pussy might gape ever so slightly. The pink of her inner folds would be the perfect contrast to her black skin.
Sighing exaggeratingly, she seemed to be unsatisfied with her suitcase situation. Seemingly not being able to open it in this position, she squatted down to take care of it. Spreading her legs wide in the process she now was a hundred percent sure: the pink of her pussy would be more than obvious to everyone around her.
Finally, she found what she was looking for - her headphones! Putting them into her ears smiling, she got back up and moved a little bit further down the line. Of course, the whole commotion had caused her skirt to ride up all the way, exposing her butt and pussy perfectly.
Taking out her phone, she plugged in her headphones. Oh my goooood, Sam exclaimed far too loudly, drawing even more attention to her exposed little body, her nipples still proudly on display. But that was not even what caused all the attention around her.
No, she decided to have a little fun. Seemingly by accident, she had not opened the Spotify app, but her personal photo folder.
And of course - what else would the photos and videos therein show but her naked body. Naked, spread-eagle, cunt gaping open, filled with cum. The usual, really. Sam acted scared and nervous - oh god what is happening, how do I make it go away.
Yes, she made sure to put on quite a performance. Surrounded by dozens and dozens of people, she acted like she tried to make the nightmare stop: tapping on her phone seemingly panicking, she did not manage to close the app. Instead, she just scrolled through the pictures and videos that appeared on the screen.
One after the other - they became more and more explicit. And as she noticed happily: Yes, people did take notice. I mean, it was probably hard to decide - should they focus on her naked pussy? on her exposed nipples? or on the pictures of her getting gangbanged?
Or on the video where she stands in a bar, giving the cameraman a thumbs up, with a beer bottle in her cunt? Or the picture of her standing on a balcony - naked, waving at the people in the street? Tough choice.
It took her a few minutes to reclaim what was left of her composure - and to finally close the photo and video app. Letting out an exaggerated sigh she feigned innocence. Poor Sam - of course she had never meant any of this to happen.
Just as she never meant for her tiny skirt to ride up all the way exposing her delicious cunt. And just as she never meant to become so wet from this whole spectacle, that her cunt was now not only exposed, but glistering with her juices.