Naked Pin-Up

I find myself, keenly aware of how exposed my nakedness is, aroused as the trio led me off. They held me by the hands, as the guy who banged me moments before wrapped his right arm around me, holding me tightly as they pulled me along. I heard them chuckling, and I giggled along, orgasming as I noted so many eyes watching us.

As we left the bus, my breasts bounced with each step-down, and I felt my arousal keenly. My high heels clicking loudly with each step, I could all but guarantee my nudity would be openly observed. If that was not enough, the street lights lit up the dark night sky, highlighting my exposed curves vividly. All I could do is watch as they pulled me along, all too aware of my own arousal. I notice, as they carry me along, how people stare and smile, clearly amused at the sight.

I felt his hand, once more cupping my ass, goosing me as I'm led along. Feeling the cool spring air across my curves, I notice goosebumps rapidly forming across every inch of my exposed skin. Gasping, I found myself giggling as we went, I found myself wondering ideally where they were taking me, before letting the idea pass. I let out a moan then, as pleasure roared through me, his grip on me, as they pull me along.

They don't seem to slow until I find myself standing before a bar. The sign declares it's 'Atlantis Gentleman's Club', and he cackles before declaring, "You'd fit right in, now won't you, my hoe?", to which I find myself snickering along with. His friends certainly did, before once more pulling me along, into the front door. A woman was already naked on stage, dancing and bouncing herself around a pole. A number of staff, all female, made their way around; some served food, while others were grasped and groped at by the club's 'clients'.

Even so, my own nakedness soon garnered an audience. His friends, male and female alike, smiled and cheered as they approached. "Hey, who's the hottle? Never seen her before? And does she put out?", to which his friends laughed. Once they died down, a blonde, wearing a tight red dress, slits on both sides, a smirk on her lips, ruefully declared, "Don't need to ask that. She likely already has. Why else did you bring her with, right, Zack?"

He smiled back, running his thumb down her chin, and she practically shined a smug expression back his way. They shared a glance, smiling, "Oh, you're good. Yes, she did, and soon we all may get a chance ...Time and my will permitting, of course.", to which she smiled back, looking me over closely, her gaze pausing on my exposed nakedness. "I'd better hope so. I don't like being left out", she paused and then turned to face me, smiling a toothy grin my way. "Don't worry, dear, you'd fit right in. We could also use one more to play like a sexual xylophone."

They laugh once more as I'm hauled to stand at the head of the table, and the lighting only grows higher as I let out a moan, my mind racing as pleasure floods my mind with nothing but desire. Left exposed before them, I found myself rather enjoying the attention, as several ran their hands across my arms...