The City Explores Daniella

A lot of the F.A.P.S that Daniella saw was very bizarre to her, as she was still a virgin. Never in her life did she think that a guy would want to pretend to be a dog, tail and all, for a woman who seemed to be treating him rather poorly. But then again, she told herself, she was the outsider here. This was all pretty much new to her, so she couldn't really judge that couple, because that couple probably thought that dressing in a full shirt, full-length skirt plus underwear was an abomination.

Daniella had by this point wandered into the Downtown area. Even for a free-use city such as this one, Downtown was even seedier. Completely naked girls almost littered the streets, many of them currently being used by men and women alike. In her short time walking around the city, to her amazement, she had also seen one or two shemales. Daniella thought she was hallucinating from seeing too much dick and boobs, but the second time convinced her it was real. Science had found a way to get the best of both worlds.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a black man, who was wearing nothing but a white leather coat, with a leopard skin collar. His semi-hard cock, surprisingly toned chest and abs were on full display. "Hey...!" Daniella wanted to say but was silenced by his index finger slowly and sensually sliding down her lips in a gesture to invite silence. Shocked by herself, Daniella stayed silent and allowed the man to continue. She wanted to fit into this new world after all. The man then slowly maneuvered his arms and hands to follow the curvature of her chest, down her waist and ending in her hips. All the while he was quietly whispering "Damn gurl, you naughty piece of meat!". His eyes scanned Daniella's body wildly until Daniella decided to speak up again: "Listen man I got to...". This time the man did not take his hands off her hips and just quietly went: "Shhhhh....". After much deliberation from Daniella, and gazing from the man, he broke off the embrace.

"Listen gurl, I know you one of them countryside folk who don't think much of us town folk, but do the decent thing and at least show some skin! Bra and panties, where are we the middle ages?" The man scowled at her. Daniella wasn't shocked by the rudeness of the remark, but by the fact that he thought wearing only bra and panties was considered prude and not revealing at all. "Now cmon, show me your gorgeous bod' gurl!"

Reluctantly, but surprisingly obediently, Daniella unclipped her bra, and slid off her panties. Now she, a girl who grew up wearing proper, non-revealing clothing, was standing in the middle of a busy sidewalk, completely naked, at the request of a stranger. This was a sign that Daniella was more than a curious girl. Kicking her panties off, she stood there, hands akimbo, her large perky tits and platinum blonde hair highlighting her otherwise boner-bringing body. "Damn gurl! See that's what I'm talkin' 'bout! You got a bombshell bod', you gotta show it to people!". The man had clenched his hand and covered his mouth with it as Daniella was disrobing. "You really think so?" Daniella asked shyly, trailing off with the last word. "Nobody ever told you!?" The man asked, with genuine disbelief in his words. "Why do you think I let Mr. B hang with me in the fresh air!?" He asked rhetorically, gesturing to his now fully erect cock. "Gotta give people an idea of what they're getting themselves into! Don't wanna leave 'em guessing when they've made a move!" "Yeah, I guess that makes sense..." Daniella said, both unsure in her words and struggling to keep her arms and legs from instinctively covering up her boobs and pussy. Doing so would just look plain weird.

"So, why do you wear that jacket if you want to get people to notice you?" Daniella asked in return. Looking down at his jacket for a second the man replied: "No you still not gettin' it. The jacket is part of my look. If your body doin' all the stylin' work for you, like 'is the case 'wit you, then you don't need accessories. But like, I need ma' accessories. Goin' naked is cool for like the club, but on the streets, I gotta keep my rep!" Daniella indeed didn't get it and was slightly more confused after his explanation, but it didn't matter because like he said "your body doin' all the stylin' work for you" so she figured she didn't need to worry about it.

"My manners just went out for a quick fuck, the name's Jamal" Jamal said, all the while letting his eyes do a little more groping, and his dick do a little more throbbing. "No worries; Daniella" Daniella replied, very aware of Jamal's lingering gaze. "Very nice to meet you indeed!" he said.