Naked in the lobby

Roslyn is pulled through the crowd, her body brushing past dozens of strangers. More than two dozen strangers feel her erect nipples press into them, or her ass brush past them, each gliding across her soft skin. The **** point of the exit makes it painfully slow, and Roslyn’s state only slows down the crowd further. Each person takes the time to examine her. One boisterous gentleman brushed his finger through her bush but disappeared into the anonymity of the crowd before Roslyn could discern if it was intentional or not.

After several more minutes pushing through the chaos, they reached the exit door and broke out into the lobby. No sooner could Roslyn breathe a sigh of relief for having escaped the packed bodies pressing into her exposed flesh did she realise those bodies were providing cover. With personal space came a better view, as dozens of eyes locked onto her. Roslyn clamped her hands over her tits and her bush.

Roslyn watched in horror as she saw an enormous plasma TV in the lobby televising the internal happenings of the casino put to the public in the street. The livestream was delayed to prevent anyone using the stream to report and cheat on games happening inside. As of now, on the screen Roslyn was leaving the table completely naked, with dozens of people in the street watching. Some turned around to see her in the lobby and pointed her out and a new wave of eyes fixed in her.

“Let’s get your cardigan and be gone,” Daniel brandished the ticket they needed to show at security. He pulled Roslyn from the onlookers and approached the security guards from earlier. He had grabbed the hand guarding her bush this time, leaving Roslyn’s pussy on display. The bald guard took a long look up and down and gave a laugh.

“I was too hard on you earlier,” he joked to Daniel. “It seems you weren’t only one who forgot to shave today. Roslyn blushed with shame. She had shaved today, and thought the triangle of hair she left looked very neat compared to Daniel’s stubble. She did not have the heart in her present **** state to defend herself.

The bearded guts interrupted him.

“Don’t listen to him. I love finding a bit of bush when I open a woman’s legs for the first time.”

“Can I please just get my bag?” Roslyn asked meekly. Her cheeks were blazing red, but more concerning she was feeling a warmth grown in between her legs. This display for these men, and their obvious interest in her state of undress was exciting her. Even now she could feel her lower lips swelling and opening like a flower. She needed to move along before anyone started to notice.