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

I undressed in a Sex Shop, with men looking.

... somehow I felt like a 3D image straight out of the back of one of the DVD's. Marc had been talking to the owner, a man he shook hands with, as I looked around the shop, seeing the sexy underwear and the small makeshift changing room, erected more for the customers amusement, than the woman's decency. In the corner there was a large selection of dildos and vibrators, one of the guys caught my gaze as my eyes fell on them, 'Hello', I said to him, enjoying the interaction, after all this was a shop peddling sex, and I was in the mood for sex. Marc laughed as he spoke to the owner, his voice breaking my spell, 'Mariel', he called my name, and I turned, suddenly realizing a group of me had closed in on me. 'Try on some of the underwear', he said loudly, alerting all the men I was doing so. I went to the rack and lifted out a panties/brassiere combination that left nothing to the imagination. Both items were of the flimsiest see-through materiel, the thin crotch was open, as were both cups in the brassiere, my breasts would sit in the vertical slits, supporting, but showing everything. 'I held the combo up and said confidently,'I will try these on', and at that walked over to the curtain rack, eased it open and stooped under the rail, turned and pulled it closed. I stood there and it felt as if nothing was there, all the men were standing around and the top came down to just below my shoulders, It would not take much for anyone to look over the top of the rail and see everything. ...

... Marc came up and one man who had been lingering close by, keen to see me, 'You OK', he asked me, as I cast a wicked look? I started to undress and was soon nude from the waist up. Marc stared at my breasts and finally put his hand inside the curtain and tweaked my nipples. My knees almost gave way, as I looked around, suddenly there were a sea of faces all staring at me, as my blouse and half-cut brassiere were laid atop the curtained rail, at last I was almost nude in a sex shop with a lot of men staring at my nude shoulders. 'Jesus Marc, I'm going to wet myself', I mumbled, he just smiled. I removed my short black skirt and panties and laid them beside the other two items, as Marc's hand fell from my nipple to my wet cunt, and started to finger me as I stood naked behind the curtain. I put both my hands on the rail, where the men around me could see, they knew I was naked and that Marc was touching me in an intimate manner. They saw my eyes close as I felt my impending orgasm, I found it hard to control it as it built, and the men were watching my face. Suddenly to room was smaller, as the men crept closer. Marc appeared he did not care I was so vulnerable, 'Step back', he said so others heard, 'if you want me to stop doing it', and as he spoke the curtain was opened, revealing to everyone what it was he was doing. I could feel hands on my thighs and my bum, my nipples were in strangers mouths, and when I managed to focus my eyes, to my horror, Marc was gone, and I was being ...