Motor Show

The huge motor show was noisy, bright and packed with people. Jan had taken Lisa to one of the largest stands – an exclusive tuning company with several high-end sports cars. Banners bearing her name and her trademark red bikini were hanging everywhere.

Jan smiled at her warmly and said, “You look perfect, Lisa. People are already waiting for you. Just pose naturally – first on your own on the car, then with a few fans. It’s all very relaxed.”

Lisa was wearing her red bikini – the slightly tighter-fitting one (as announced), which she now regarded as her ‘work bikini’. She felt a bit naked amongst all those people, but also excited.

She stepped out of a gleaming black sports car, just as Jan had told her to. Immediately, cheers erupted. Many visitors were wearing the red fan glasses that had been handed out at the stand.

“Lisa! Lisa!” some shouted. “You look amazing!”

She smiled a little shyly and waved. Then she slowly got back into the car, sat in the driver’s seat with one leg casually hanging out, and posed. After that, she climbed elegantly onto the bonnet.

She sat down sideways at first, one leg bent, the other stretched out. The cool bonnet beneath her bottom and thighs felt pleasant. She leaned back slightly, braced herself with her hands behind her and thrust her chest out. The red bikini stretched tight over her large breasts.

The crowd cheered even louder. Many of those wearing red glasses whistled and shouted compliments.

Look at this horny slut… she’s sitting with her legs spread wide on the bonnet and thinks she’s just posing nicely. The guys in glasses can see her completely naked pussy as she spreads herself on the paintwork. Her big tits are almost bursting out of her bikini. And she’s smiling so innocently.

Lisa climbed down again, walked round the car and leaned her back against the bonnet, her arms propped behind her. Then she turned, lay face-down on the bonnet, stretched her legs out and looked over her shoulder at the camera. Her bum tensed in her bikini bottoms.

More and more people were gathering. Jan waved a few fans over.

“Come closer! Lisa’d love to have her photo taken with you.”

First came two young men. They stood to her right and left. One politely placed a hand on her shoulder, the other touched her lower back very lightly as they leaned together against the car.

“May I put my arm around you?” one asked respectfully.

“Yes, of course,” replied Lisa with a smile.

The fan loosely placed his arm around her waist, his hand resting quite modestly on her hip. The other fan gently touched her stomach as they posed for a group photo – just the flat of his hand on her bare skin, nothing sexual. Yet Lisa felt the warmth of the touch. After all the excitement of the previous day and the buzzing anticipation, every hand on her skin felt electrifying.

More fans joined in. One held her hand, another very carefully put his arm around her shoulder. Yet another lightly touched her stomach as she leaned back whilst posing.

Everything remained completely proper – no groping, no suggestive touches. And yet it was intense for Lisa. The many warm hands on her bare skin, the stares, the cheering, the contrast between the public mass and her skimpy bikini – it made her nervous and, at the same time, strangely aroused.

Jan stood a little apart and took photos non-stop.

Look at this… the little slut’s letting complete strangers stroke her stomach and hips and thinks it’s just harmless posing. Her nipples are hard again. The guy with glasses is watching her wet cunt lie slightly open as she lounges on the bonnet. And she’s smiling so sweetly at the cameras.

Lisa felt her nipples harden further. She tried to breathe calmly and remain professional, but the combination of all those stares, the polite touches and the memory of the vibrations from the training session made her arousal slowly rise again.

Lisa was still laughing as Jan led her to the next car – a low-slung, black racing car with an extremely low entry point and a tightly sealed door.

“On this model, the door doesn’t open for the show,” Jan explained cheerfully. “You have to get in through the window.”

“Okay, this is going to be fun!” said Lisa, climbing in headfirst on her first attempt. Her bottom jutted far out behind her, her bikini bottoms cutting slightly into her cleavage. The crowd cheered. She pulled herself all the way through and climbed out again, laughing.

“Again!” called Jan. “With more momentum – people love that.”

On her second attempt, Lisa jumped in a bit more boldly. She pushed her head and upper body through the window, stretched her arms forward – and suddenly felt a tug.

A small metal hook on the window frame had caught on the waistband of her bikini bottoms.

She slid a little further forward.

The bottoms slowly but inexorably pulled downwards. The fabric slid over her bottom, then over her labia, and finally got caught on the hook. The further she slid forward, the more was on display.

Oh no… what’s this? The hook has caught on the bottoms… if I slide further forward, I’ll pull the thing off completely… but if I want to go back…

She tried carefully to move backwards.

Immediately, the fabric cut deep between her labia like a wedge – a sharp, firm wedge that pressed uncomfortably into her sensitive pussy. It didn’t hurt, but it was extremely intense and humiliating.

I can’t go back… that cuts far too deeply…

She tried again – the same deep cut once more. Her labia were pulled apart, the fabric lying directly on her clitoris.

If I slide further forward, I’ll lose the knickers completely… then I’ll be sitting naked down below in the car… but no one can see it because the doors are closed. If I get stuck here, everyone will see my bare arse…

She felt the cool air directly on her bare pubic area. The crowd cheered louder, many laughed enthusiastically.

She took a deep breath, made up her mind and pulled herself right to the front of the car with a jerk.

Everyone will know straight away that I’m naked… even if they can’t see anything… this is so embarrassing… but I can’t stay stuck here forever…

Her knickers got caught on the hook and slid right down. She was now sitting naked from the waist down in the deep seat of the racing car, her legs still half out.

Oh God… now they’re gone… I’m sitting here completely naked from the waist down… in front of all these people… they can’t see anything because I’m in the car, but everyone knows… everyone saw my knickers being pulled down… I’m so embarrassed… and at the same time… so aroused…

She tried to press her legs together, but the deep seat made it impossible. Her bottom was resting directly on the cool leather.

A young spectator (about 25, polite and athletic) immediately called out: “Wait, I’ll help you! Stay like that for a moment!”

He quickly came up to the window, leaned in and tried to unhook the knickers. In doing so, he naturally looked straight into the car – and had a clear view of Lisa’s bare, slightly parted labia.

Lisa panicked. She wanted to cover her shame, reached down with both hands and tried to cover her pussy with her fingers. Nevertheless, the young man got a perfect, direct view of her naked, glistening pussy.

Jan: Fuck… look at this horny slut. She’s just taken her knickers off herself, is now sitting naked in the car and desperately trying to cover her wet pussy with her hands.

The young man undid the hook, handed her the damp knickers through the window and said politely: “Here you go. Is everything alright now?”

Lisa took them quickly, pulled them back up hastily and laughed sheepishly, her face flushed.

“Yes… thanks… that was… a close call.”

The crowd applauded and cheered even louder.

Perfect. She’s just exposed herself in front of hundreds of people, is sitting naked in the car and knows that everyone knows. And she’s even laughing about it. Just wait until we get to the motorbike… then she’ll really suffer.