National Braless Day?

Themes: casual nudity, public indecency

It was a nice, sunny afternoon in a bustling metropolitan area - this area in particular not having too much congestion as one may expect since the majority of sites in this part of the city were not ones to attract a lot of tourists, working people, and just about any other group of people that typically show up in abundance to unintentionally crowd areas. On this particular day in this particular area, there would be a particular girl who was out having a walk. Said girl is Black, 5'7, 20 years of age, and has her tight, coily hair pulled back into a fairly big puff. The girl's body had both a moderate-level slimness and curve to it, and with that a flat stomach to pair very well with her young adult physique. But the specifics of this girl's body can be disregarded, as for right now this wild one was out on the town with 100% no upper garments on to cover her business, or well... businesses to be exact!

Yes, everyone! BARE-ASS BOOBS IN PUBLIC! JUST LARGE AND EXPOSED TA-TAS COMPLETELY OUT AND ABOUT, FREELY JIGGLING AND SWINGING AROUND JUST HOW THE GOOD LORD INTENDED! BIG, DARK AREOLAS THAT WERE THE SIZE OF PEPPERONIS AND THAT ALSO SURROUNDED SOME PRETTY DAMN ERECT NIPPLES THAT COULD DEFINITELY BENEFIT FROM A FLICK, TWIST, A SUCK, AND JUST ABOUT ANY OTHER KIND OF GOOD-FEELING STIMULATION. AND THE CHICK WHO WAS JUST AS BRAVE AS SHE WAS BUSTY, THAT THESE PERFECTLY TEAR-SHAPED 34F-CUPS WERE ATTACHED TO, WAS A VERY PROUD GIRL, ONE DOING THIS FOR THE SAKE OF BEING INVOLVED IN NATIONAL BRALESS DAY!

But as lacking as this girl was in the upper department of garbs, she would still have on a socially acceptable piece of clothing to cover up her bottom-half; that clothing coming in the form of a royal blue knife-pleat skirt with two white accent lines wrapping around the bottom hem of the skirt - something very akin to that of a stereotypical high school cheerleader's wear. But even in this regard the girl couldn't completely adhere to the social norms associated with lower-wear, as she wasn't wearing any underwear. Yup. Same with her F-sized boobies, her plump and recently shaven snatch had nothing really covering it, save for the the draping of her skirt. Nothing about participating in National Braless Day stated anything about foregoing clothing other than garments that are worn on the top, so this unwarranted decision was made on her part, no influence from anywhere else, just from the exhibitionist inside her. But enough about the girl and her bold outfit or lack thereof, how are others in the area handling this unabashed participation?

The girl who was as jaunty as the incredible bounce in her big boobs had been making her way down the street for five minutes now. With that amount of time having gone by in the lewd state she's in, she was bound to receive many looks and comments by most of those who acknowledged her. She obviously saw this type of reception coming from the get-go: she was topless, not stupid. Even if she knew today was National Braless Day, she couldn't just act like she wasn't being objectified, or even ignore those who spoke up, she had to adapt. The girl's resolve was to sort of play along with those that expressed their thoughts towards her, and she was doing just that. As she went about her business with a big smile on her face, head held high, and breasts hanging attractively low, she'd elicit a myriad of reactions from numerous kinds of people.

A bald middle-aged man would blatantly ogle her set of knockers right through his tinted sunglasses, smiling all too happily at them and not removing his eyes from them until he'd pass by her. With that kind of behavior, there was no fooling her, she knew she was being looked at even though she couldn't see his eyes, and that was a good thing because it gave her ego a nice nudge in the right direction.

The next incomer to give a notable reaction would be a guy in his mid-twenties bringing his cupped hands up to his chest and raising them up and down as a means of simulating the act of lifting up weighty breasts. The girl was humored by this as she did have to go through the daily trials of having large breasts, feeling like sandbags were always trying to pull her down no matter what, but today things were better as she didn't have to stuff her goods into a bra, something she dreaded; felt good for her to be free like this.

The next person to give their two cents on the girl's attire would come in the form of an elderly woman contemptuously looking at her and saying, "A young lady like you should be ashamed of yourself! Go cover yourself up! I bet your parents raised you better than..." Eventually the woman's voice became quieter as the distance between them increased. The girl didn't let this get to her as she knew a person from that time wouldn't get her progressive act since people can just be too stuck in their ways, and that's not always a bad thing.

Bringing back the mood to what could be argued as the status quo, given how she's been mostly receiving compliments, if not, ones of a crass nature, the girl hears a loud whistle get made from her right. Turning her head to see where she thinks the source is, she sees across the street a fairly middle-aged man with his fingers in his mouth looking right at her. Upon making eye contact, the guy gives a boisterous "YEAH!!!" and performs another strong whistle.

While very happily looking at the overjoyed man express his love for the 20-year-old's very nice titties, she fails to notice the male two years her junior recording her bouncy chest in 1080p 60FPS, making sure to keep his shaky hand steady so that the quality of her big nipples in the picture don't have too much loss as this is what would be what he gets off to when back home. At the same time of being recorded, a guy in his early twenties would reach his hands out at her defenseless 34F-cups, stopping right before touching them and just squeezing his hands as if he were actually going to do it, but he wouldn't let his desires lead him to running in with the law.

Still blissfully going on with her bare-chested stroll down the sidewalk, an older man in very formal business attire carrying a briefcase comes her way. As gentlemanly as the fellow looked, he could not keep good manners as his eyes were constantly shifting down to the young girl's jiggling assets in an attempt to avoid being caught by her; had he known that she was keeping her eyes forward due to not caring about catching those in the act of paying her teardrop things any mind, he would have definitely been staring laser beams into her suck-worthy nipples.

Just a second after she'd been passed by that well-dressed citizen, a trio of male adolescents would exit from a smoke shop, bringing their boisterous laughter out in the streets. When they turned upward on the block, the girl heading downward on the block—right towards them—would put an abrupt end to their mutual happiness as they all simultaneously had two large tits enter their vision.

"Bro, I think we were in that shop for too long."

"Same, I'm high as eagle nuts right now."

"I somehow just had the weirdest orgasm." the three commented.

As she neared the end of the block, she would see that at the crosswalk she was planning to cross, the walk signal would start flashing red. Feeling like she could make and also not feeling like walking, she picked up the pace she was going at, going from a comfortable walk to a light jog. This would lead to the wondrous sight of her soft F-cups going up and down more, and even swinging to the sides with enough **** that they would almost knock into each other. Many dicks would be stimulated during this: blood rushing to men's members as blood started to rush a little through her body as a result of increased physical activity. Unfortunately for the little big-boobed lady, she couldn't make it in time to cross, or at least didn't feel like breaking into full sprint just to get to the next block; that would've been a legendary sight for many to witness seeing as how so much already came from that light jog she did.

Even before the jog, our participant of National Braless Day was perspirating, so after that uptick in activity, her sweat started showing more, creating this nice sheen on her body that made her faintly glisten in the sun's rays. Feeling a little tired, she bent over and put her hands on her knees, letting her titties hang down and swing however physics decided. All of the men aware of her presence were looking at her, looking at her big boobs, obviously. The most notable of these miscellaneous men would be the one across the street from her waiting to cross, as this man was wearing tan trousers, ones that did no good at hiding the raging bulge that was snaking down his thigh as a result of seeing her boobies wobbling as she arched herself over. Suddenly getting the urge to stretch, the girl raised up with her arms in the air and curved herself backward a little, grunting at the sensation of having a good stretch. The man waiting beside her hungrily stared at her tits with his mouth slightly opened up as he was just that amazed, even going on to say under his breath, "Man, the things I'd do to those fine-ass puppies." as thoughts of her being on her knees in front of his seated self with her 34F spectacles wrapped around his hard-on raced through his horny mind: imagining how fast he'd slide his dick up and down between them and then finishing all over her face sweaty chest, just to then repeat the act until he's satisfied.

It was a bit of a wait before the walk signal indicated that it was safe to cross, and that annoyed the free-nippled girl. With the crosswalk safe to go through, she makes her way across the quite lengthy street, allowing many of the drivers and other vehicle occupants to catch a great view of the girl's profile, taking in how her decently lengthed nipples protruding from her breasts, and also the nice downward curving of said mammaries. One person of note was middle-aged mom in her minivan angrily watching the girl about her business. The reason for her ire was because she envied how big and perfect of a pair the girl half her age had compared to the unimpressive 36A-cups she; she felt like the world was taunting her by having this hot piece of ass appear in her sights.

Ending up on the block she'd been long waiting to get on, the girl decides to not continue forth on it as there seems to be a lot of commotion taking place further down, so she opts to cross the street to the less populated block adjacent to it so that she may keep heading in the same direction. While waiting for the walk signal to give her the okay, her attention wandered around the place as a means of trying to find something to look so that the wait would be less agonizing, something others did not have to deal with due to her being dressed the way she is. As her head rolled down and her gaze met the ground, she was able to see that past the two exposed things heavily hanging off from her chest, was a $5 bill under her shoe. Widening her eyes at this happenstance of luck, one of which is comparable to the happenstance of a buxom, young chick going outside in public and being okay with all the leering and comments that get thrown her way, she bends over without even bending her knees and reaches for the legal tender. Whilst in the process of doing this, a gale comes through, flinging her skirt up in the air. Quick to react to her only piece of clothing showing what she doesn't want to be shown, she pushes and holds it down, but the damage had already been done as there were many saw the sight. One guy in particular who was in his sedan waiting for the light to change had—like many others—already been looking at the topless female. He was intent on seeing what was under her skirt, and when that moment came, he was stupefied to see that she had no underwear on to cover that plump pussy she had on her and which was also between her plumper ass cheeks, and most definitely those thick thighs of hers sent happy chemicals up into his brain. Seeing that made his brain instantly jump to the thought of just jumping out his car, running up to her, and taking her from behind to pound the living daylights out of her and empty out all of his reproductive system inside her. This exact fantasy would then end up with him getting honked at as the light had been changed for some time now, and the girl back upright and crossing the street.

Just as she started crossing, the girl would hear an exuberant "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!" The source of this sudden energy would come from an incoming convertible, and in it was a blonde White girl with sunglasses standing up in the passenger side. The young blonde would go on to grab the bottom of her tank top and pull it up over her fake 32G bolt-ons and shake the stiff things at the young girl, getting a smile from her. As she was crossing, she thought to herself why she just doesn't be topless seeing as how she's okay with having her breasts be seen in public them, only to then guess that it's because her unnatural boobs might be frowned upon during National Braless Day, something she personally doesn't think should be a problem even if it is. If there is anything she had a problem with, it was the fact that she little nipples: something about seeing those brown, penny-sized areolas on those huge and symmetrically round melons irked her.

Upon making it to the other block, now $5 richer, the girl was immediately confronted by a guy in his mid-thirties.

"Hey! Woah! Wow! Those are really, really nice! Mind if I get some pics?" he speaks rapidly and with a big smile on his face, sort of giving of this creepy vibe.

"Of course!" she agrees as she believes he knows about National Braless Day.

The guy immediately starts taking pictures at various angles and the girl just stays there, feeling nothing but pride as her femininity is pretty much being praised.

"Mind if we take some together? A selfie!"

"Not at all!"

The guy gets next to her and switches the camera to self-portrait. The girl tries getting herself in frame without coming to close to him as a means of respecting personal space, but that quickly gets shut down as he takes it upon himself to wrap his arm around her waist and pull her in, effectively surprising her just a little. He takes a bunch of nuanced photos of him smiling and her giving a noticeably weaker smile. In the process, the guy manages to move his hand up to her breasts and get feel it up just a little. The girl—feeling this—dubiously lets the unwarranted groping go on.

"Hey, you see what that guy is doing there down the block?" he says, pointing towards the side of the girl he is not on.

"What?" she looks where he pointed, making herself **** to him putting his phone under her skirt and snapping photos of her bare crotch, something that sure will surprise him later on when he's looking through his camera roll.

"Forget it, he's gone. Say um... why is you topless, sweetheart?" he asks and gets off from her.

"Oh, I see. You want me to say it." she says, cocking her head to the side a little and giving the man a smile.

"Heh?"

"I'm obviously participating in National Braless Day. Happy to hear it now?"

"Natio— wait, lemme look this up."

"Don't pretend like you haven't heard—"

"Never heard it." he bluntly states while shaking his head and looking down at his phone as he types into a search engine.

"Oh, stop your joking. Why else would you—"

"Okay, here it is. 'National Braless Day'."

"Yeah, you already knew it. Stop it now." she says, playfully.

"I know it NOW. Says it's on the 31st of this month."

"Um, no. The 13th. Today. My friend told me." she tells him with a puzzled look on her face.

"Your friend must be dyslexic, 'cause look." he says, putting the phone screen in front of her face.

The girl squints her eyes at the description of National Braless Day and sees that it does say the 31st and not the 13th. Her eyes widen, her heart sinks, face gets hotter, and her brain goes into disarray as she now realizes that she's been parading around with her big-ass titties out when she definitely should not be. Her arms shoot up and over her chest, crossed on top of her 34F-cups, and she begins making a mad dash back towards where she came from, exemplifying the duality of man: how once ignorance provided her with bliss, but now knowledge is bringing her despair... but definitely not for the people as they were still able to lay their eyes on the embarrassed and exposed hurrying her chesty self somewhere safe.