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I was just starting to get annoyed with them when I came across a blonde park bench. I sat on it and got some papers out of my bag to pretend to read them. I also got my sunglasses out so that I could watch them watching me. Half of me wanting them to just disappear and the other half of me wanting then to come closer and get a good look at my tiny tits. The boys circled me for a while then one of then got off his bike about 3 metres in front of me and sat on the grass staring at me. When the others joined him I got the idea to uncross my legs and open my knees a bit. My heart was pounding as I started to berate myself for being so slutty but I couldn’t stop myself. I slid my butt to the front of the bench and slowly opened my knees until I was sure that the boys could see my pussy. I soo wanted to touch my pussy but I knew that I didn’t have the courage. Then I realised that the boys were commenting on what they could see. It became blatantly obvious that they could see my dripping pussy. After what seemed like a lifetime of wanting to masturbate for them I chickened out and stood up. Checking that my skirt was covering what it is supposed to, I turned and walked away with 2 thoughts on my mind. One, what the hell was I doing, and two, why didn’t I masturbate for them. I didn’t think for long as the boys were riding passed me again, calling me a few choice names as they went. They were soon public out of sight but some more people were walking towards me. I held my head up high and walked right passed them and out of the park. I turned towards the apartment the realised that when I left home I was heading to the shops. Turning around I headed to the shops. I was disappointed at the number of people that I passed who didn’t even look at me, and the number who did look at me but either didn’t see my tits or just ignored what they could see. I even wondered if my small tits and short height made them amateur think that I was a young girl not even worth looking at. Putting all that to the back of my mind I decided to get on with my shopping and just pretend that I was wearing a thick top. I went into a few shops and browsed around. I went into a teens fashion shop and came across a nice skirt that gave me an idea. It’s definitely a summer skirt, short, very light, patterned cotton and very A-line. My thought was that it would be excellent to wear on a windy day and hopefully flash my bare butt and pussy to some people thus achieving another item from my list. I took it to the changing room and quickly took my clothes off. I put the skirt on and it felt like I just had a thin belt just above my hips. I did a twirl in front of the mirror and the material rose up and out so that even from where my head was, I could just see my slit in the mirror. People in front of me would get a great view. Changing back into my my own clothes I went and browsed until I found a top that was also very light, baggy, low cut and short with just spaghetti straps stopping it from falling down. Satisfied that it had potential, I took it to the changing room, stripped and put on the new skirt and the new top on. I pulled the top down as far as it would got and saw that I had about 15 centimetres of flesh showing. Doing another twirl I smiled at what I could see and noted that the straps on the top were in real danger of slipping off my shoulders. I decided to to go out of the cubicle and look at myself in the mirror at the other end of the changing room to get a ‘distant’ look at myself. I did another twirl and was satisfied that anyone more than a couple of metres from me would get a great view if / when the skirt blew up. I was so busy looking at the skirt that I hadn’t realised pov that one of the straps of the top was down near my elbow and an older orgasm man with a young girl walking in gave me a funny look as he looked at my chest. I looked down and saw my exposed right tit. “Oops, sorry.” I said and quickly pulled the top back into its proper place. Back in the cubicle I took the new clothes off and looked at myself in the mirror. I liked what I saw and started dreaming about the skirt blowing up while I was out in public. Before I knew it, my right hand was rubbing my pussy. This is public where it got really weird…well not weird, just kind of wild. I keep pounding it as hard as I can possibly thrust. “I would love to,” she says as she slowly steps closer to me, her eyes stare into mine. The walls were covered in dark wooden panelling, and rooms split off from a central open hallway. Then, all was dark. I saw that she pov had heard it also and placed her glass of wine on the coffee table. PART 3 Smita had a nice, circular and deep navel. She looked over the paperwork as she made her way there. She was exhausted, but was enjoying every minute of it. “OK. blonde But please remember, I’m still wobbly.” She said. Oh please Master. The pleasure was strong, but not strong enough to stop me this time. Marie, still watching, found a hand traveling into the waistband of her now soaked panties. I’ll grab a drink and watch with you until you’re feeling better. Make-up orgasm was the “devils paint-brush” you know. She amateur used me just the way my shameful body craved.