Mall madness

The next afternoon Alex suggested we go back to the mall. “I want to see you push it further,” he said, his voice low with excitement. “I’ll stay close and watch.”

I dressed even bolder this time: the tiniest pleated skirt we bought, a sheer white top with no bra, and heels. No panties. As soon as we entered the busy mall I felt eyes on me. I walked with an exaggerated sway, letting the skirt flip up with every step and flashing my ass and pussy to anyone behind us.

Alex stayed a few steps back, pretending to browse while keeping me in sight.

I stopped at a crowded seating area and sat down on a bench with my legs spread. Several men nearby immediately noticed. I made eye contact with one guy in his thirties and slowly crossed and uncrossed my legs, giving him repeated flashes. He stared openly and eventually approached.

Alex watched from nearby.

Feeling bold, I pulled the man into a small alcove. He pressed me against the wall, his hands roaming over my body. He groped my tits through the sheer top and slid two fingers deep into my soaked pussy, fingering me hard. I moaned softly and rode his hand, lost in the pleasure.

While he was finger-blasting me, I glanced over his shoulder and saw Emily standing close to Alex. They were talking quietly. Alex was smiling and nodding while Emily touched his arm. The sight sent a strange mix of jealousy and arousal through me, but it only made me wetter.

The stranger kept pumping his fingers faster. I came hard on his hand, biting my lip to stay quiet. When he finally pulled out, I was trembling.

“Give me your number,” he demanded. I whispered breathlessly, still flushed. He typed it into his phone with a grin. He saved it and sent me a quick teasing message right there.

As I stepped out of the alcove on shaky legs, Emily gave me a knowing smile from across the way. Alex looked intensely turned on.

We continued through the mall. I flashed more men and let another stranger grope my ass on the escalator while Alex watched. The hypnosis had turned us both into something new. Alex was becoming addicted to seeing me used, and I was becoming addicted to performing for him, Emily, and the group.

By the time we left the mall my mind was spinning with even dirtier ideas for next time.