You looked down at the hard cock slamming in and out of you and you could feel the cold metal of the hood of the car against your bare ass as he held on to your hips and thrust into you again and again and you were mesmerized by the sight. Your breath caught in your throat at the sight of your smooth pussy glistening as his shaft disappeared and reappeared again and again between your legs. A breeze blew across your nipples and you let out a small moan and leaned back onto your arms, arching your body and sticking your breasts up towards the night sky. He leaned down and took one of your nipples into his mouth, and your moan got louder and higher as he bit down on the sensitive brown flesh.
You had gone out shopping that night, and after driving around for fifteen minutes you had finally parked your car in the only spot you could find, deep in the parking garage on the lowest level in the back, next to where the employees all parked their cars. It was a long walk to the elevator that took you up to the level with all the stores you liked to shop at, but you were familiar with the mall and you spent a lot of time here when you weren't busy, so you weren't concerned about it.
You were at the mall a lot. You liked being looked at, and so you were always at the mall shopping for things that would get people to turn their head when you walked by. Whether it was expensive makeup and perfume, a short new skirt, some strappy red heels, or sexy underwear that was barely even there, you knew what got people to look at you and you loved to be the center of attention. It had become an obsession with you, always trying to go one step further in pushing the boundary of what you could get away with, how much you could get people, especially men, to take notice when you walked into a room. You loved the way men looked at you. Hungry. Desperate. You loved eliciting that need in them and then knowing you were walking away leaving them unsatiated. You liked the stares you got from women too, because you could feel how jealous they were.
And why wouldn't they be? Your body was tanned from laying out all summer long. Your skin was smooth and tight and your breasts and ass were round and full. You were young and fit and you worked hard to stay that way, and you knew the effect it had on people. You took pride in how your full firm breasts turned up slightly even without a bra and you often went without one so that your nipples could be seen pressing through the thin fabric of the tops you wore. When you went out you made sure to wear the shortest skirts or the tightest shorts you had, so that the round globes of your ass were always straining against the cloth that just barely covered them from being exposed. You dressed like a slut. And it gave you power. Men wanted you and women were jealous. And some of them wanted you too.
As you walked through the mall you felt it. Their eyes on you. Everywhere you went. Women looked at you with hate in their eyes, and the men could barely hide their desire. From the bulges you saw in the front of their jeans, some of them weren't able to hide their desire at all. You liked to tease that. If you got a chance you'd touch a man on the arm and giggle, making your big breasts heave up and down in front of them. And every once in a while you'd get the chance to "accidently" brush against the front of their pants. With your leg or your ass or your hand. You'd back in to them in stores and then jump like you didn't notice them before and quickly apologize, or you'd walk past them in a crowded hall and let your hand graze the head of their hard cocks pressing against their denim. You got a little thrill each time, and you knew it gave them a thrill. It was just another way you had power over them. You made their dicks hard. You made them want you. And you made them vibrate with lust every time you touched them.
You stopped at the usual places, and when you went to the lingerie store you decided to try on some bras. You were in the dressing room trying on a few different styles and decided to take some pictures in the mirror. You pouted and stuck your breasts out in a few different bras, then you posed with your ass stuck out looking over your shoulder. You wanted to see how you would look in just the bra, so you took off your panties and stuffed them into your purse. You took a few more pictures and then put your skirt and top back on, but you left the panties off as you left the store to continue walking through the mall. Knowing your pussy was bare gave you another little thrill. You liked the idea that you knew you were exposed but no one else did. And if someone else got a little accidental peak? Well, it was just their lucky day.
After you finished your shopping you were headed back to the elevator to the parking garage when you saw a group of three men sitting in the food court. They were a little older than you, but they looked weathered, like they must work outside. They were roughly dressed and groomed, but you could tell they were muscular and tanned and they looked fit under their simple clothing. You decided to have one last thrill before you went home for the night, so you decided to give them a little show.
You had just walked past their table and knew all their eyes must be on you, staring at your ass. So you "dropped" your purse on the ground. You spread your legs slightly and then slowly bent over at the waist to pick it up. The short skirt you were wearing rode up the backs of your smooth thighs and you knew your naked ass and pussy was pointed right at the group of men sitting at the table. Sure enough, as you reached for your purse which still held your panties you looked behind you and the men were slapping each other on the shoulder and pointing right at you. "No subtlety at all" you thought as you drank in the attention they were giving you. "You're welcome boys." you giggled to yourself as you straightened back up, smoothed down your short skirt, and sauntered away in your high heels.
You got in the elevator and headed back down to the bottom of the parking garage. It was a long walk to your car, and you got out your phone as you walked and began scrolling through your Instagram feed. You were so absorbed in checking your likes and shares that you didn't even notice the elevator open again behind you. You continued walking through the garage and after a while you saw your car in the distance. Your mind was already absorbed with thinking about what you were going to do when you got home when you reached the row with your car. You reached into your purse, moving the tiny panties aside to pull out your keys and reached for the door handle. Then you felt the hands grab your arms from behind.
Immediately you were pulled backwards and you staggered in your heels. You started to cry out in surprise but suddenly there was a rough, strong hand covering your mouth. Fear began to rise in your stomach as you tried to understand what was happening and then you heard a voice whisper in your ear.
"After what I saw upstairs, I just knew you had to have more to offer." The man's voice was deep and authoritative. "You're going to show me little girl. You're going to give me what you have. And I'm going to take it from you." There was no hesitation in his tone and you immediately felt like he was in control. He pulled you back hard against his body and you felt his rock hard cock through his jeans, the long shaft pressing against your ass and the back of your thigh.
You thought maybe this would give you a chance to regain some power in this situation, so you did what you always do. You wiggled your little ass against his dick, thinking like the other men you encountered this would make him weak with lust and then you would be back in control. But this man wasn't like the weak willed men you teased in the mall. He interpreted your wiggling as acquiescence, and he moved the hand on your arm around your body to squeeze your breast.
"That's right little girl. Your going to wiggle all over that cock tonight. Now I'm going to take my hand off your mouth. And you aren't going to make a noise unless I give you permission." He pinched your nipple with his other hand as he asked you a question, "That's right isn't it little girl? Nod your head if you understand." The pain shocked you and brought a tear to your eye and you quickly nodded your head. "Good. Now we're going to have some fun." He brought his other hand down from your mouth and began to fondle your other breast while he pulled you in even tighter against his body.
You could feel how strong he was from his hands on your breasts and his arms around your body. His torso was rock hard against your back and his dick felt like a lead pipe pressed up against you from behind. You didn't even think about making a noise. He had told you not to, and it didn't occur to you now to resist. In your mind you hoped that someone would walk by and he'd let you go. But you knew you were deep down at the very end of the parking garage. The chances of anyone else coming down here any time soon were low. And until then he was in control.
He moved one of his hands down to your skirt and pulled it up in front, slipping a callused finger down your tight little slit. "When I saw you didn't have any panties on I knew you must be a slut. Where are your panties little slut? You can answer me." He continued to rub his finger up and down your pussy lips, without penetrating you for now, and you mumbled out one word. "Purse."