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Chapter 8 by Zyakor Zyakor

Head to the limo? Or enjoy the scenery?

Head to the limo

Josh made his way to the mall's entrance and his arriving limo. The public fucking all around him was hot, although something he needed to get used to. He obviously didn't mind, but he felt increasingly like being at all-you-can-eat buffet. His gaze flitted from one scene to another like back in the food court -- one of the mall cops kneeling and going down on a woman in a short skirt against a wall, a teen riding an older man on a bench (and with his wish that **** is okay, he wondered if they were father and daughter), two women leisurely 69-ing each other in a bed store window, two men quietly making out in one of the hallways.

"Phew..." Josh uttered. A smile crept on his face as his head spun. Sex with anyone you wanted if you just asked, and he was the leader of all of this. Holy--

Josh collided with a counter in his way. An "oomph" escaped his lips as he fell backward on his butt. He held his stomach were he had smacked himself. Through he pain he grinned. Don't get overwhelmed, dude, he thought.

"Are you all right?" a delightful female voice called. A hand jabbed into his field of vision and he took it. Standing to his feet, Josh met his... extremely hot help. Wavy black hair cascaded over a gorgeous face. Dark eyes smiled like her plump lips that pushed into high cheeks. Her turtleneck was simple black, but it showed every curve of her hourglass figure. Stockings wrapped her legs in sheer black, broken by a navy A-line skirt.

"Careful now," she smiled. Josh closed his mouth to prevent from drooling. "I know it's pretty busy here now, but watch where you're going."

"Yeah... Sorry about that. I didn't mean to run into your..." He caught sight of the dildos in the glass countertop. "Uh, sex toy booth?" Releasing taboos of having sex in public must've released quite a few others. In fact, he noticed quite a few other new stores around him, each one catering to some kind of fetish.

"Don't mention it." Her voice flowed like juice from a well-eaten pussy. "Though, if you wanted to make it up to me, sir, you could take an interest in my wares."

"Dildos?" He paused. "Wait, you said sir?"

"Do you prefer something else? Like, 'Josh West, Leader of the World, Ruler of the Earth, Commander of the Realm and All Within?'"

Josh chuckled. "No, no, sir is fine. And shorter. But you seem to be pretty casual with me, ruler of the world and all."

"It's my understanding you're a pretty casual guy." She rested elbows on the counter and peered around a bit. "I mean, I don't even see security for you. If you're counting on the rent-a-cop over there, he seems... busy helping that one woman."

That's true, thought Josh. I'm the Ruler of the World in a very public place. Shouldn't I have some kind of Secret Service or something? But immediately as she finished, a man carrying a shopping bag walking towards him caught his eye. He placed a finger to his ear and nodded at Josh. Automatically, Josh returned the greeting.

"Oh..." Josh replied. "They're... around. I do like to be casual."

She smiled again. Her dark eyes focused into his. "So, Leader of All, what would you like from me?"

What do you want from her?

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