This is a story based on a fantasy my wife shared with me way back when we were still dating. It contains an element of non consent but very little reluctance.
I don't condone what takes place....it is purely fictional and fantasy.
Chloe busied herself getting ready for their night out. It had become a fairly regular thing. So much so they'd agreed to name it "date night" and she always got excited during the build up. It was extra special tonight though because it was her 21st birthday and David had promised her a night to remember. So she showered and shaved her body and as she moisturised, she smiled, remembering the look on David's face when he first realised she kept herself smooth. Even though he was 6 years older, it was apparent how little experience he had with women when they first started dating 18 months earlier. Being less experienced than her was something she hadn't expected to find attractive, but as their relationship developed she'd found it made it so much easier to open up about her fantasies and kinks.
David didn't judge her, not like all the other guys and there had been quite a few before she met him. Those other guys hadn't been discreet either and Chloe's reputation had taken a nosedive. He'd been quite the gentleman though, taking nearly a month before he made a move sexually. After 3 months she was sharing things with him she never expected to share with anyone. What surprised her most was his positive reaction. His cock would get so hard when she described her kink for exhibitionism or her fantasies which nearly always involved a man or men with unusually large cocks. She didn't know why she felt that way, just that she did. Far from putting him off, David would get involved in them, adding details and encouraging her for more.
It hadn't taken much to progress from fantasy to reality, setting situations where she could be accidentally seen. That had moved on to their "date nights" where she would actively dress provocatively and they would arrange to meet a stranger so he could watch as she displayed herself. It never went further than that, other than letting him watch as she sucked David off. Just another one of her kinks, Chloe truly loved fellating cock. She often questioned if it was an obsession.
Standing naked in front of the mirror, she finished moisturing her skin and looked at her reflection. On the whole she was happy with the image. She was tall, 5'10" and curvy as opposed to slim. Her "C" cup breasts were slightly saggy and her areolae were quite small but dark in colour. Her nipples were were thick and get very hard when she was aroused or cold. She wished her breasts were more firm. She also wished her tummy was flatter, but with only a small roundness nobody would describe her as fat or chubby. David always told her that he found her tummy mound sexy.
She did like her pussy though, especially after one of her previous boyfriends had convinced her to shave. It was neat and rounded, the slit unhindered by large labia, which only appeared when she was aroused. David affectionately called them her petals. She was often embarrassed by her clitoris though which when aroused, would push through the neat slit because of the size. She knew that at 1 1/2" long it was larger than average and some of her boyfriends had been pretty brutal in their opinions. David loved it and really got off when he saw the looks on other mens faces when they first saw it. In fairness, so did Chloe. Even though she was embarrassed by the size, David had given her confidence.
She also loved her long legs. They were strong and shapely and they never failed to garner attention from men. Women too, occasionally. What she considered her best feature was the one she'd suffered relentless ridicule for at school. Her ass. Yes it was big, very big, but it was still firm and round. Sitting atop her thighs like 2 halves of an oversized basketball, it stuck out defying gravity. What once was the source of taunting and bullying, she now dressed to accentuate its size and shape, fully aware of the attraction it drew. It was like a magnet for men, including David who was utterly obsessed with it. Finding clothes to fit was often an issue however, but she wouldn't have changed it.
She realised time was getting the better of her, she had to be there at 9pm and it was nearly 8. David rarely asked her to dress in a specific way for "date night" leaving her to choose for herself. It was just another one if his traits that she loved. Tonight was different though and he'd asked her wear something really provocative. In fact, his words were "really slutty" and it had the effect of making her more aroused than usual. So she put her blonde hair in pigtails and applied her make up heavily. Smoky style eyeshadow with glossy bright red lipstick, matching the colour of her painted finger and toenails. The only underwear was a tiny red gstring that matched the high, open toe, red strappy heels she chose. She finished by choosing to wear a dress she'd never worn outdoors, a white Lycra minidress with thin straps over her shoulders.
She checked her reflection. It was definitely slutty. Whilst not completely see through, she could just make out her nipples and the gstring beneath the material and the hem barely covered her ass. The dress clung to every contour of her body. It looked slutty and she felt slutty.
It was a summer evening and she decided not to take a coat even though there was a chance of showers forecast. Instead she grabbed a small umbrella along with her handbag when her taxi arrived. David had specifically said he wanted to be there when she arrived so he could look at the reaction she would attract.
She gave the taxi driver the address.
"You sure you want to go there Miss?" he queried as she took her seat. She nodded and confirmed she did and he began the journey.
She didn't know the pub David had asked her to go to, but she knew that area of town had a reputation for being a quite rough. Still, if he was there she felt she'd be safe. She was excited too and a little bit damp between her legs, especially whenever she caught the cabbie checking her out in the rear view mirror. He wasn't attractive but even so, she enjoyed that he wanted to look at her. Chloe loved knowing men wanted to ogle her.
As they got closer to her destination, the weather began to turn. Clouds rolled across the sky, getting darker by the minute. If it rained she didn't expect it would be an issue, it would be a short hop out of the taxi and straight into the pub. She doubted she'd need the umbrella.
When the driver pulled up at the end of a narrow dead end street it was raining and Chloe looked, but couldn't see the pub
"It's down there on the right Miss," he told her. "It's too narrow for me to turn around so you'll have to walk from here."
A little annoyed she paid him the fare and got out, opening her umbrella as she did. Summer it might have been, but the rain was cold as she walked towards to pub. The street was darkly lit and dirty with litter. For the first time she felt slighty uneasy. By the time she made it the only part of her that wasn't wet was her head.
"The Nags Head" was a typical small old pub. It looked a bit run down from the outside. She checked her reflection in door window before going inside. Her nipples were hard and clearly visible through the wet material of the dress. She could even see the red gstring. Chloe silently cursed the taxi driver as she folded her umbrella and pushed the door open nervously and went inside.
