“Of course,” answered Amber and took both bras into the changing booth.
She closed the curtain and took off the dress watching herself in the mirror. Being separated by only the curtain from all the other people in the shop sent shivers down her spine. But Amber’s kinky side had long since awakened, even if she didn’t really realize it yet. Her big ‘DD’ tits slightly sagged without support but were still round and beautiful. Her small, usually pink aureolas looked now red and sore, however. As Amber removed the clamps from her nipples, her blood started to circulate what caused sharp pain. She gasped aloud.
Using the scissors, she cut out the fabric of the small cups and put the first bra over her shoulders, and pushed it under her tits. After closing the clasp, she tried to get her breasts through the small openings of the cups. The fabric didn’t give in a bit, and she struggled, tugging and squeezing on her boobs. Those became red because of the pulling and tugging, but Amber liked the effect. Now her tits bulged through the too-small openings, standing out and looking apparently larger. Besides that, the cut-out holes were extraordinarily tight. Amber noticed how the skin color on her breasts changed from rosy to deep red due to the limited blood circulation. Now her tits looked as seen in the video. And the feeling was even better than she ever imagined!
As next, Amber put the clamps back on her already sore nipples. The sweet hurt sent a jolt of pleasure directly to her clit.
Still watching herself in the full-length mirror, Amber felt like a shameless whore. She dipped one hand under her wet panties and began to stroke her clit. She closed her eyes and listened to the steps and voices around. She imagined she stood in front of an audience. People watched her and thought what a stupid slut she had become. Her fingers stroked her clit faster now while Amber used the other hand to tug slightly on the chain attached to the clips. Her nipples hurt, but it made her cunt gush.
Suddenly some girls’ giggles echoed. Three girls were trying on clothes in the next booth. They whispered and giggled every now and then, considering themselves in the mirror. Although, in Ambers’s saturated imagination, the girls were standing right behind her and watching her humiliating herself. The laughter and the whispers made the blonde beauty almost cum, but she stopped to increase the risk and the excitement. She pushed the thumbs under the waistband of her wet panties, tugged them down, and let them fall her ankles. In case that somebody pulled the curtain of her both aside, there would be no time to cover anything. It made her feel totally filthy and shameless. But she couldn’t help. The risk of being caught in such a humiliating situation drove Amber out of her mind. Her body tensioned, and she bit on her fingers to avoid being too loud as the climax washed over her. A little squirt flew down her legs and into her shoes.
The panting and light-headed beauty stepped out of her damp panties and put them into her purse. Before she ran out of courage, she put her dress over her naked body and her exposed, sore tits, which became blue in the meantime. The effect on her dress was noticeable. The tits looked much bigger, and even the clips poked a little underneath. Amber once again hesitated, but her slutty cunt wanted it so much.
“Go ahead, slut, go and humiliate yourself like a dumb bimbo,” she whispered to herself. Driven by arousal, Amber left the booth.
Her face felt hot, and she knew even her makeup couldn’t hide it. However, the problem was that the embarrassment and excitement grew with every step. The reality mixed with her vivid imagination while she walked, swaying her hips lasciviously. Amber rarely left the house without a bra because she felt too exposed otherwise. Today her tits looked much more exposed than ever before. And she even didn’t wear panties! She was absolutely naked underneath! The imagination, her wetness, and the scrubbing on her nipples turned made her insane with craving. Every now and then, she stopped with a pounding heart. She had to avoid to cum middle of the mall in front of other people! Still, the imagination of it made her want it. And feeling the fresh air hitting her moist, naked cunt fueled her dirty desire.
Being on the verge of a climax, Amber finally reached the parking lot and her car. As soon as she closed the door, she pulled the hem of her dress over her thighs. Her hand moved instantly between her legs and dipped between her sloppy folds. A powerful, breathtaking orgasm rushed over her and made her shake, spasming behind the wheel while her juices gushed over the leather seat.
— She has a name —
On her way to the first lecture in digital psychology, Amber fetched her a big cup of cafe au lait. It was a hot, humid day with over ninety degrees. She felt the damp air wet her skin, hair, and clothes. Within minutes, the blue t-shirt clung to her body. She hoped the humidity wouldn’t ruin her hairstyle before reaching the lecture hall. Her nipples still felt sore after the encounter in the mall. But the thought about it made her tingle.
A small group of girls stood on the stairs in front of the door, and Amber recognized Julie and Mackenzie.
“It’s pretty selfish to bring a coffee just for yourself,” remarked Mackenzie, but she laughed. She looked like a fashion model in her expensive outfit and new expensive haircut.
“We forgive you, but the very last time,” chirped Julie. Julie also liked to wear pleated, short skirts and show off her slender legs. Amber realized, Julie pretended only to be shy. She noticed her body language and the glimpses of the male students around.
Several minutes later, Amber and her clique of the hottest girls at the campus took seats in the middle of the rows of seats. More and more students poured into the hall. She was just laughing at a joke one of her friends had told, as Lucas caught her eye. He didn’t notice her while talking to a pretty brunette. Amber wondered what he was doing here because he studied mechanical engineering or something like that. At least nothing, what had to do with psychology. Jealousy arose in her. Not because of love, of course. She just claimed him for herself. And the blonde beauty always got what she wanted. Of course, she knew, Lucas’s casual, personable manner, besides his masculine, attractive appearance, made him a sought-after man. But she was the hottest girl on the campus.
“He is looking good, isn’t he?” whispered Julie, as she noticed who Amber was starring at.
“I don’t know, maybe,” answered Amber nonchalantly and took a sip of coffee. The imagination that someone would discover anything between Lucas and her made her feel awkward. But why? She asked herself. Wasn’t it what she wanted? To be seen around with a hot guy at her side? However, Lucas left the auditorium a moment later while a middle-aged female professor was unpacking a laptop and books on a heavy, wooden desk.
As a raven-haired, beautiful girl appeared in the door, Amber was still affected by Lucas’s sight in the brunette’s company. The coffee cup slipped Amber’s hand, fell to the floor, and the milky liquid spilled over the parquet flooring. The students jumped back, attracting widespread attention. Heads turned to her.