I undressed in a Sex Shop, with men looking. - Sex Stories

I undressed in a Sex Shop, with men looking.

... he asked me, 'Make it a double', I said, 'something makes me think I might need it', we both laughed, as the excitement was building up in me, and he sensed it. 'What would I have to do', I asked him, finding it hard to hide my excitement? He described the inside of the shop, it was not too big, sort of intimate and on two levels. 'As you go in', he said as he described the interior, 'the walls are full of Porn DVD's, and a few racks of women's lacy revealing underwear, in black, red, and white, a small changing room comprising of a framework with curtains, at shoulder height, so any people standing around would see you changing from the shoulders up, then his voice dropped, 'I was in there a while back and a guy brought his wife or girlfriend in and she stripped off, throwing her brassiere and panties over the rail so everyone looking knew she was naked, so you can imagine how thick the atmosphere felt'. I sat and listened, feeling like I was sitting in a puddle of my own making, 'Do you think I should go back and dress more desirably, before stripping off in the shop? I could see the bl**d drain from his face, now he knew I was up for it? 'Are you sure Mariel'? 'Definitely', I answered confidently, adding, 'As long as you take care of my needs afterwards'. We left the bar and he took me to a women's store, where he bought me a small black dress, elasticated stay-up sheer black stockings, and a lacy see through black blouse and half-cut brassiere. To cap off my sexy outfit ...

... I bought heels and a black thong, and by the time we had finished, he saw what I looked like, and he was not disappointed with my nudity. We arrived at the entrance to the sex shop, which was not really well advertised, 'It's private and unregistered', he explained, they deal with stuff for connoisseurs of hard to get porn. I laughed a little nervously, as we climbed the stone stairway, and then he led me off to the left and into a darkened area, where I changed out of my clothes and dressed in the new sexy outfit, making sure he missed nothing, I was so fucking horny. He put my panties and denims, socks and jumper into the carrier bag, as I stepped out and confronted him under the lamp. 'Jesus fucking Christ, Mariel', he clearly liked what he saw under the transformation I went from student to high class hooker, and I felt as every bit dirty in my mind and heart. We went back to where the entrance of the shop was, and before we went in, he suggested I be myself and act like I was gagging to be fucked, to smile at everyone and not to be shy about showing myself, 'Don't worry', I said thickly, 'I won't disappoint you'. I blinked a few times as we entered, to customise my eyes to the rapid change in light, noting immediately, the porn on the walls, just as it was when I went into the shop back home. There were a number of men in the shop, which was a lot smaller than I thought, as they were right beside me, staring at me, their eyes running up and down my scantily clad body, ...