[Warning: This story contains extreme sex, humiliation and degradation. The overall theme is extreme exhibitionism - but it is not for the faint hearted]
Sitting in the tramway back to the city, Sandra thought back. No, not to the incredible abuse she just had inflicted on herself with the help of dozens of strangers. No, not to the humiliation she enjoyed over the last hours and days. But to the events of the previous summer.
Now, Sandra Wilder always had an exhibitionist streak to herself - she got off knowing others could see her most intimate places, she got off knowing others saw her as the cheapest possible slut.
This particular summer day, however, marked one of the hottest memories she had. One of the biggest music festivals was happening in her hometown - and Sandra was set to enjoy it in her own particular way.
Now, how do you dress up to a music festival - a festival in a muddy place, surrounded by hundred thousand drunken music fans and thousands of girls posing for their Instagram posts. Sandra wanted to make a statement - she wanted to make sure, her pussy would get the optimal exposure, wanted to make sure, that everybody who just glanced at her was able to see every inch of her tender body.
Now, for the top it was somewhat easy, she had a completely sheer white blouse.
What she loved about this particular piece of garment was the contrast: on a first glance (from a big distance at least) it looked so proper - a white blouse. But at slightly closer inspection, every single inch of her upper body was visible due to its sheerness. The crop top style of the blouse also made sure to expose her midriff.
Now, for the bottom, she had a hard time deciding - shorts or trousers were of course out of the question, where would have been the fun of this. No, she wanted something that would show of her pussy as well as possible. Of course, that alone would not be enough - no, she would make sure to fuck herself really well before going to the festival, making sure her pussy would be glistering with juices, stretched out as far as possible.
And if she would feel fancy, she would find one or the other object to insert in herself to accentuate the outfit. But first, she needed SOMETHING to put on herself.
Not really coming to a conclusion immediately, Sandra ventured out to her balcony - clad only in her sheer blouse and nothing else. Plopping down on her beach chair, she spread her legs, only go idly begin playing with her now exposed clit.
Now, Sandra was of course well aware of her surroundings - she knew some of her neighbors were also out on their balcony. She knew that anybody looking up from the garden or the street would have a primetime view of her exposed pussy - and the thought of this thrilled her.
Playing with herself a bit more excitedly, she began pulling on her cunt lips, only to insert two fingers into her wet and open love hole. Knowing, like this she would not reach the satisfaction she so urgently would need before her adventure could begin, she ran back inside her apartment and started looking around - the dildos on her nightstand were too boring, most of her neighbors had already seen her probably pleasuring herself with one or more of them.
No, she needed something a bit more fun, a bit more special. Something, that would stretch her out for good - she really needed this for the look she wanted to achieve today.
Now, Sandra did not have too much concern for the state of her pussy - being tight was not high on her priority list, quite the opposite. She wanted to give off the look of a pussy that was abused, a pussy that barely stopped gaping anymore.
Yes, she took pride in being a size queen. And Sandra knew just what it would be - a freezing cold beer can. With that she ran back to the balcony, ready to continue her show - and stretch her pussy a bit more in the process.
With quite a bit of ado she finally managed to wrestle the cold and slippery can into her cunt, moaning quite loudly she was sure to draw a lot of attention to her. Now, with the cunt finally being jammed into her cunt, she started fucking herself with it, while slapping her clit with her left hand.
Over and over, she rained abuse on her poor clit, while she jammed the beer can deeper and deeper inside her.
And the can had just the right size - being jammed all the way inside of her, it was lodged tightly in her cunt, while still stretching her cunt lips to their maximum. There was no chance, they would close around the can, and it was too stretched and too tight for the can to slip out of her like this.
And this gave Sandra the perfect idea for her outfit - the blouse was already set, and the blouse would be accompanied by a tiny pair of white, nearly transparent panties. Now, there was one accessory of course to the outfit: The can would remain inside her for the time being, making sure her cunt would remain stretched open. Inside, in front of the mirror she put on the panties, making sure to not lose the can in the process.
And oh my god how much she loved the look - now, these panties would not have done a good job covering anything to begin with. Given how slim Sandra was, she knew that if she just bent over ever so slightly, even her pink asshole would be perfectly visible to the onlooker. However, with her cunt gaping open and a can sticking out from it - not really hidden by the nearly invisible piece of garment - probably most people would focus on that instead. Perfect.
Now she was ready for the festival - the way there caused a lot of stares from the other people in the bus, but Sandra managed to keep it together. She wanted to save herself for the festival, she wanted to make sure that her cunt would suffer the worst possible abuse there - and the maximum public exposure. And she was right, Sandra remembered now while sitting in the tramway on the way back from the beach: What a night this had been back then!
All eyes were on her - and all hands as well. When people see a girl dressed like a slut with a beer can in her exposed cunt, they tend to not show too much care or respect for her. And so it was no wonder, that everybody who passed her felt compelled to grab her tits, wrangle her nipples, play with the beer can or shove some fingers up her asshole.