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When I changed earlier, I left off my bra, so as I lift the material over my breasts, they’re bared for the room to see. I leave the shirt on but my breasts are big enough that it won’t roll back down. My nipples are exposed to the cool air, and they harden under the lights as the room moans in appreciation.

“Those nipples are made for a mouth,” I hear, and then the rest of the crowd is broken into fragments because they’re all talking over each other.

“Cock between them.”

“Lick them all over.”

“Suck the milk out.”

The money on the screen adds up, and I begin to relax a little. Okay, this isn’t so bad. I just have to lie here and listen to people talk about how hot I am.

Suddenly the music changes, and then I feel the seat of the chair warm up. My eyes widen as I look down to see if I’ve done something, but it must be automatic. Then a vibration comes from below, and it’s so strong that I can feel it running up my thighs and between my legs.

“Spread those knees for us, princess,” someone says, and I nervously do as they ask.

Slowly I part my knees until my thighs fall all the way open and my skirt is rucked up around my waist. With the way the chair is tilted, everyone can see directly between my legs, and I want to cringe.

I’m still wearing my pink cotton panties, but the vibration on the chair feels really good, and when I glance down, I can see a little wet spot on them. I’ve never used a vibrator or any of the other toys in the store. I didn’t know it could feel so good, and maybe with everyone looking at me, my body is confused. At least my head is.

Either way, I’m embarrassed as I feel their eyes on me and the wet spot on my panties begins to grow.

“She’s wet,” I hear a few people whisper even over the music.

“Fuck, she likes it.”

The vibration intensifies between my legs, and I’m beginning to feel strange. My breasts are achy and my nipples are tight like they need to be touched. I try to move in the seat to get comfortable, but all that does is send the vibrations deeper, and it shocks a gasp out of me.

“Nah, shelovesit,” someone jeers, and when they laugh, I close my eyes self-consciously.

My body is hot all over, and I feel nervous about what’s going to happen next. The wet spot on my panties is getting bigger, and it’s like the wetter it gets, the more money gets put on the screen.

The heat that builds between my legs is coiled tight, and the vibrations are making me needy. I have to rock my hips in the chair to get some relief, and the men seem to like that the most.

“That’s it, baby, grind it out.”

“Rub it on the chair.”

“Bear down on it.”

“Good girl.”

The last one gets me, and I’m almost ashamed at the moan that escapes my lips. Maybe I would be if everyone wasn’t so pleased with what I was doing. Somehow, this doesn’t feel wrong as they keep telling me how pretty I am and hot it is watching me.

“Pull your panties to the side,” someone orders, and I nod, thinking that maybe this is what I need to help ease the ache.

Reaching between my legs I pull the now soaking wet material to the side and expose my shaved pussy to the room. The groans of pleasure that fill the space somehow make me feel powerful.

“Lick it up.”

“Sit on my face.”

“Fuck that looks tight.”

I can’t pay attention to what everyone is saying because the vibrations have gotten stronger, and I can hardly control myself. I’m not worried about people looking at me anymore as I rock my hips and search for relief. I’ve touched myself before, but this is nothing like that, and I’m so close to the edge of something intense.

Money is coming in, and I’m shocked by the dollar amount as I roll my hips and chase the pleasure. I squeeze my eyes tightly and try to focus on getting off, but no matter how hard I try it’s just out of reach. Sweat coats my skin, and I whine with frustration as the vibrations torment me.

“I want to touch her.” A huge sum of money is deposited as the order comes from the crowd. Rule number two is they can’t touch me without my permission, but there’s only a minute left on the clock, and I feel like I’m going to die if I don’t get off.

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