barely a few feet

With her focus on escaping the embarrassing situation, Stephanie immediately forgot how stuck her feet were, until her forward momentum led to an arm circling attempt to remain balanced. It was a fruitless effort, further hindered by a sudden, unexplained wedgie lifting her higher on her toes and finally tipping her center of balance too far. As her purchases once again scattered around her, she winced at the sudden landing on her knees, right at the foot of the apparent leader of the group of boys. She stayed kneeling, frozen in the painful shock her knees absorbed, until she noticed the pair of legs towering in front of her. Her gaze slowly rose, passing a sizeable bulge on the way to the leering face of its owner. "I like your thinking, girlie." He roughly leered. Stephanie knew he was getting an eyeful of cleavage based on the shirt she picked for that very reason. How ironic that it was the last thing she wanted now.

"Don't get any ideas." Stephanie growled back, unaware of how playful it came off from her submissive position. The men paid her warning no mind as they got quite a few ideas. The lowered woman huffed once more as she tried to rise back to her feet and finally leave, but a restrictive tug on her feet only allowed a few inches of movement before pulling her ass back down onto her heels. She tried a few more times, each time feeling the hard, thin heels of her shoes pressing back into her cheeks. She whipped her head around to try and see what held her down. With back arched and twisted, Stephanie could see her issue. Somehow, her long stilettoes had hooked into her underwear! Logically, they should have ripped by now, but they must have an incredible elastic. Finally aware of the issue, Stephanie decided to bite the bullet and ruin this pair to get out of the humiliating situation. With one mighty motion, the compromised woman tried once more to separate her butt from her shoes. To her delight, she quickly felt her glutes elevate. Unfortunately, she also felt her heels come with it. Instead of stretching the fabric like previous attempts, her panties held skintight, lifting her feet and leaving her only point of contact with the floor to be her knees. This, coupled with her forceful ascent, shifted her balance forward, and she could only watch in shock as her head approached the groin of the standing man.

The trio of men were pleased to see a bit of eye candy on their commute. They had ridden this line plenty of times, but never saw this passenger before. She seemed standoffish, but she just hadn't been wooed by them yet. They approached her rear seat and posted up, forcing an interaction when she has to pass them. Understandably, the girl adopted a more defensive stance to discourage peeping, but as her slender leg swung over her knee, a stray breeze must have flipped the skirt a little higher, leaving much of her toned limb on display. The men assumed this would be their only thing to ogle for a while, until they realized the woman's real plan. They watched as she coyly avoided their gaze but still lifted her bountiful breasts with her folded arms and bounced her crossed foot playfully. With each bounce, her bare leg rose a little higher up the other thigh, revealing the final few inches of flesh before her toned ass was revealed. She was almost laying down by the time she reacted with exaggerated shock to the 'mistake' and planted her feet back down with hands pressed deeply into her sex. She's probably getting off on being watched, the men all concluded. Their suspicions were confirmed as her skirt slowly rose for their viewing pleasure. Even after she grabbed the floating fabric (wait, she must have lifted it herself, right?) her hands never returned her decency, keeping her clothed mound visible. The boys enjoyed their eyeful until the gorgeous woman couldn't contain her own arousal. She quickly closed the distance between her and the leader before roughly collapsing to a submissive, kneeling pose. Her fall rocked and rolled her jugs as she waited for a cock to suck, even if her mouth warned against any lewd thoughts from them. She was acting too needy to suddenly be offended, but her impatient bouncing and thrusting back twists clued them in that it was all an act, and these suspicions were confirmed as she dove face first into his jeans, her hungry mouth beating her hands to the zipper. "don't worry, sweetheart, I'll give you a hand."" The man assured her as he reached for his waistband.