The Ex-Trophy-Wife

Ema sat at her dressing table staring at her reflection as she applied her war paint for the upcoming day. She did see the beautiful spirited and vibrant girl that she was in high school and university. But now it seemed to take longer each day to make up her face to its former glory, but still she wasn’t satisfied.

She just looked tired and honestly wanted love, caring, someone to love and cherish her, but also make love to her like they do in the romantic movies.She longed for the days when men and boys looked at her with mouths agape, not believing the staggering beauty in front of them. Ema had been homecoming queen and runner-up in her state beauty pageant and she had also done lingerie and bikini modeling. During spring break, she had won a bikini contest and that had led to some of her modeling jobs. To her there was nothing more thrilling than showing off your body to an appreciative crowd or broadcast camera.

Ema had been out of school for eight years now and had been Adam’s trophy-wife for four years even though they weren’t married. Her beauty was all he cared about. He just wanted a gorgeous ‘thing’ to accompany him. Occasionally he would give her to clients to touch, fondle and dance with but never any more than that. Her spectacular figure and face were all part of his marketing campaign.

Adam was dominate and controlling and would occasionally fuck her but never made love to her. She was a prop for him to have everyone jealous of him and emotionally he was distant and aloof. Adam had to admit that watching Ema in another man’s arms was a turn on but she was his lure to capture men into his business. Ema radiated beauty, sex and passion with every man wanting her but he only used her to tease and he never used her to seduce a client.

Never had she even thought about cheating on Adam, but she had to admit, she loved men ogling her and undressing her with their eyes or touching her. Ema loved the attention of all men and found their stares incredibly arousing. Their come hither looks made her feel the slightest bit risqué and she craved being the center of attention. Fortunately, Adam gave her an unlimited clothing budget and he always wanted her in skin-tight or skin revealing clothes and this was the best part of being his trophy.

She had been practiced at never acknowledging the stares or whistles, even though they sent gratified chills down her body. The gawks and men stripping her naked with their eyes had never really diminished and she still stopped men in their tracks as they stared. However, she felt like she had to work harder at it, with more makeup and wear tighter or more revealing clothes and Adam wanted her to attract attention, so in reality, she was only being self-critical.

Adam walked by and saw Ema sitting in her dressing table. He could tell that she was analyzing herself in the mirror and being more critical than she had a right to be. In his mind she was way more beautiful now that she had been 10 years ago when they first met. All of her baby fat was gone and all of her hard work in the gym had left her with a trim, lithe figure that he and everyone around him found deliciously irresistible.

As he watched her poke and prod her face, neck and shoulders, he loved the way her body moved in such an alluring and tempting way. He just couldn’t resist and crept up behind her sliding his arms around her sides until they met caressingly over her tight abs. As his lips descended to the crook of her neck and nibbled on her delicious skin, his hands parted one heading north and the other south.

His northern hand cupped one of her succulent breasts and teased one of her perky nipples. Meanwhile, his southern hand made a quick dip in her navel before heading further south between her legs. As his fingers slipped over her clit, he felt Ema lean back against him and she gave a throaty moan as his finger slipped inside her.

Ema allowed herself seconds of sensual foreplay before she sat upright and slapped his hands away. All he ever did was tease her and want she really wanted was a man that would manhandle her, take her the way he wanted and give her a thousand orgasms before he finished. She turned in his arms and gave him a quick kiss before she said, “I love your teasing touch baby, but I have to get ready.”

She gave him one more quick kiss on the lips and then turned back to the mirror and began applying her makeup. Adam didn’t give up quite so easily and caressed several of her erogenous zones as his hands retreated. Finally, he turned and left with Ema still quivering from his tempting caresses. If only, she thought, if only he could really love her and create wild carnal passion inside her.

She knew he wanted her around, but things were kind of getting stagnant. She only wanted him to make love to her, but oh how she loved other men staring at her body. Ema needed the attention of many males and everything in her life was perfect except the ogling stares she was missing. She was a hard-core exhibitionist at heart and many of her fantasies were about making love in front of a crowd. In some of her fantasies she was bound helplessly in front of the crowd while her lover teased her relentlessly until she exploded in orgasmic fury.

She had another fantasy of modeling nude in front of the crowd with various members of the audience caressing her as she walked by. Another of her erotic dreams involved making love on a bed in front of an audience or having camera crews film it. The common denominator was an audience and she loved having the crowd’s eyes caressing her skin.

Ema shook her head, trying to banish her lascivious thoughts and get back to preparing herself.. When she finished her hair and makeup she went to her large walk-in closet and selected a crafted wrap around top made out of a leopard print in stunning metallic knit fabrication that catches the light with movement. It was designed with a true tie crossover halter silhouette; the top allowed her to customize the fit while highlighting her décolletage and tiny waist. Finished with delicate shell and bead detailing on the straps,

The miniskirt that she chose next barely covered her tight sexy ass and left her toned naked legs on display for everyone’s viewing pleasure. It was a matching leopard print and she added some temporary leopard spots on her back and the backs of her legs. She covered it all with a long bohemian jacket that covered everything and made it acceptable for walking in the city.

Ema looked at herself in the mirror in her closet and gave a secretive seductive smile. She craved any kind of male attention, she knew taking off her jacket would get it and the thoughts of an audience gave thrilling goosebumps.

Ema grabbed her purse, and then scurried out the door. She drove quickly to the strip club where she worked out. She loved the stretch, the contortions and the strength required on the stripper pole and in her horny state she decided to park in the parking garage that was two blocks away from the strip club. Once parked she got out of her car took off her jacket and slung it over her shoulder. As she exited the parking deck, she began the long two block walk past the construction site and she gave a little inward smile as work at the site came to a screeching halt. Every eye in the half-finished structure was watching her long legs and tiny waist swing her barely concealed ass. Her long-blonde hair teased her naked back or sometimes covered her enticing bobbing breasts.

She felt the thrill of being on display in front of a bunch of horny men. Goose bumps broke out all over her body and her stomach trembled with exhibitionist allure. After the first few steps she added a stripper strut that made her breasts and ass jiggle enticingly. All the construction workers whistled and hollered begging for more. It was a game they all played and she loved it as much as they did. It started off her day with the exhibitionist’s delight that kept her motor running for the rest of the morning. Before she entered strip club, she put her jacket back on, but the thrill was still with her for another couple of hours.

The morning was filled with various workouts that today mostly worked her core, tight stomach and keeping her tiny waist tiny. As lunch slowly approached Ema knew she needed to get out for a while and called her best friend Stephanie for lunch. Stephanie was virtually the opposite of Ema physically, but both were stunning in their own right and stopped traffic anywhere they went.

While Ema was 5’1”, with long legs, a tight petite body with long blonde hair and the perfect set of world class breasts. Stephanie was 5’6”, with long red hair and a gorgeous hourglass figure that was slim everywhere except for her large breasts.

They had been best friends since middle school, when both of them were cheerleaders. They knew they had one thing in common and that was an exhibitionist streak would never die. They both loved flying in the air with their tiny skirt soaring up showing off their panty covered camel toe. They had a connection that transcended speech. Most of the time they only had to look at each other know what the other was thinking.

Today’s lunch was one of those times. When Stephanie arrived, all she had to do was look at Ema and she knew today was not about food, but about teasing all the male patrons. Stephanie flirted with the maître d’ and made sure they got the center table outside, so they could be the center of attention at the restaurant and street.

When they reached their table, Ema took off her jacket in exaggerated movements that twisted her belly, hips and as her breasts almost spilled out of her top, even Stephanie gave a low whistle of appreciation. The same was true when Stephanie took off her jacket. She was wearing a spaghetti strap sundress that fit like it was painted on her. Her breasts were cuddled by fabric in a way that made them look almost naked and that led to an almost impossibly small waist that made her breasts look larger than they were. The bottom of the dress was scalloped with splits that showed almost her entire leg. Ema gave her friend a polite wolf whistle as she took off her jacket and if they hadn’t been such great friends, she might have been jealous.

Before they had even adjusted their seats, they had glasses of water, menus and two waiters hovering around them. They had to admit they got the best service they have ever had at a restaurant. They both ate and drank slowly and luxuriously, making sure to twist and preen, keeping the male eyes pinned to their movements. They both needed to feel their audiences’ eyes caressing them as they moved.

When lunch was over both felt reinvigorated and it had nothing to do with their lunch. They gave each other a wink and a hug denoting their silent plan of exhibitionism before they headed back to their daily tasks. Ema was good for the rest of the afternoon, but she realized that she needed a change in her life. Being someone’s trophy indulged her exhibitionist streak and Adam gave her lots of money and time to be the tease that she was and while she needed an audience, she needed love, passion and lots of orgasmic bliss to feel alive. Adam would never be okay with that, because she knew he just wanted to show her off and got a thrill when he did. Their love-making after he showed her off was tame, boring and extremely unsatisfying. He wasn’t really interested in her, just the alluring body that made everyone jealous of him. She desired the romance, passion and body quivering orgasms and truly wanted to feel love and alive.

She went to her favorite clothing shop, one that specialized in skimpy, skin-tight and skin revealing clothes that really accentuated every curve she had. They had workout clothes, casual clothes and clubbing clothes. Body revealing club clothes were her favorite and that is what she was looking for today.

Ema stood in front of the mirror admiring how this outfit showed off the body she worked so hard to sculpt into what she thought was the most delicious and sexy body she had always dreamed of. Ema grew up watching many of the old movies with female stars and they all had bodies that drew in your eyes and you couldn’t look away. To Ema the one thing that her eyes first saw was the tiny, miniscule waists.

She really didn’t know what size they were but Ema thought all were way below twenty-four-inch waists and some were way smaller than that. She knew that many of the stars used corsets to achieve those tiny waists but still she loved the look and did her best to look just like those stars of old. Nowadays their figures are called Barbie doll figure, tiny waists, large full breasts, slim hips, tight muscular butt and athletic legs. Their tiny waists complimented and were the foil for their large, magnificent breasts and slim womanly hips.

From the moment she began to blossom she spent time in the gym sculpting her waist, arms, shoulders, legs and butt. The one thing she couldn’t sculpt were her breasts and her high school graduation present from her father was a perfect pair of 34D breasts. Her face developed into a face that glowed, mesmerized people and it was her beautiful big green eyes and long blonde hair that completed the picture. Now she had the perfect body and she figured out how to use it.

The dress she was trying on was an experience crafted from luxurious mesh fabric and Ema could feel the satisfying weight of thousands of hand-set crystals creating a liquid-light silhouette as they cascaded over her body. The whisper-soft sheer diaphanous mesh painted contours on her form, revealing more than it hid. While the front captivated with crystals highlighting erotic parts of her body, the dramatic open back ensured her exit was as memorable as her entrance had been. This dress was a piece of wearable art, built to create a legacy of unforgettable moments for the woman wearing it and the crowd lucky enough to see her in it.

Ema wielded the dress as a weapon to seduce, mesmerize and excite for those fortunate enough to see the show for the woman who was the main event. She knew everyone would be watching her tiny waist control her hips in a seductive sway, while her full and perfect breasts bobbed seductively threatening to burst into the open any second. The show was designed to spellbind the crowd but demonstrated what they could watch but never touch.

The high-neck halter design features a secure, reinforced closure for confident wear throughout the evening, but also acted as a slave collar. The slave collar was something she had always dreamed of. She had always dreamed of a hunky cowboy that was dominant enough to tame and conquer her. A man like that could make her spectacular body come alive with carnal climatic passion and she could truly experience orgasms beyond her fantasies.

Ema carried three dresses to the front counter and a gorgeous woolen scarf that was long enough to be a complete outfit. As they finished checking out they came back to Ema and said, “Ema your credit card has been declined, do you have another?”

Ema looked at the credit card, this had never happened before. She opened her purse and withdrew another card, but this one was declined as well. The manager came to the counter and in order to save Ema the embarrassment said, “Ema, Your one of our longest and best customers. Take these clothes and get the money to us as soon as you can.”

Ema thanked her and carried the clothes to the parking deck with her mind in a whirl. Her mind was so befuddled she didn’t even notice the construction workers catcalling and wolf whistling to her. She drove home only to find a tow truck waiting for her car and a truck full of her clothes. Adam walked out and with an angry look on his face said, “You are gone from here and you have a new apartment in town. I will pay your rent for three months, your BMW is gone, replaced by a Kia and I will pay off your shopping spree. GoodBye.”

Ema stood with her mouth open trying to understand what is going on, then she saw a younger version of herself through the front door. Immediately she knew what had happened, she had been dumped for a new younger version. Her face grew red with anger, everything she had done and given to Adam and this is the way he treats her. She regrets not forcing him to marry her, because now she could get half of everything he had. She yelled at the new trophy, “Make him marry you or else you will be out on your ass in four years.”

Ema followed the truck to her new apartment in her cheap car. Tears flowed from her eyes combined with her sniffles it was difficult to keep her eyes on the truck. While the movers carted all her clothes, makeup and assorted other stuff into the apartment, Ema sat in the car and called Stephanie and cried. Stephanie came over and they talked, planned, bashed men and got drunk.

Stephenie spent the night talking with Ema and they both cried. In the morning both were tired, red-eyed and grumpy. Ema was still hurting but Stephenie wanted payback for Ema. Stephenie made them both Bloody Mary’s and half way though drinking it she said, “We need to show him what he is missing, a revenge dress to show you off or better yet a revenge fuck.”

Ema looked at her and responded, “I don’t feel very pretty right now.”

Stephenie came back, “You may not feel it but you are still the sexiest and most beautiful woman I know. We need an outfit that will make every man sit up and beg for you. Then we need to go out and have guys drooling over you and go to some place where he will hear about it. Baby you have a figure that will drive men wild and if we do it right you might even get a better man out of it. You need to show him that for you life is better without him.”

Ema sat quietly contemplating what Stephenie said and it made sense, but where , when and how should they do it. The rest of the day was spent thinking a ways for revenge and it seemed like the drunker they got the better the ideas were. By the end of the day they had several ideas but there was one idea they both loved.

It was her normal night out. Ema’s ex-trophy-husband had thought of a pickup game might months ago and to Ema it sounded like a good idea right now. Ema was an unrepentant exhibitionist and it really got her hot when guys ogled her curves, something she needed right now. She really enjoyed prancing and posing to capture as many male eyes as she could, and tonight she was going on full seduction mode at Adam’s favorite bar.

Even though she was an exhibitionist she didn’t usually wear seduction caliber clothes when she went out. She loved clothes that were stylish and gave hints of what lay underneath, but blatant exposure was just not her style, until now. Tonight however, was a different story.

Ema and Stephanie rummaged through her closet looking for a seduction outfit. Ema was leaning towards the barely there crystalline dress she had bought on her last shopping trip but Stephanie came up with a devastating outfit. She pulled out the scarf Ema bought, wrapped it around her neck leaving the two ends draped over her breasts. The two ends were long enough to nestle between her legs. Ema looked in the mirror and saw her deliciously spectacular body on full display. She asked Stephanie, “What do I wear on the bottom?”

Stephanie looked at her and smiled a devious smile and responded, “Nothing.”

Ema knew that wouldn’t work, so Stephanie explained, “We attach a tie on the bottom end of the scarf and a button on the hip portion of the scarf. The scarf goes through your legs and the tie attaches from the back. This way the you’re your breasts, pussy and some of your ass are all covered but everything else is on full display.”

Ema quivered at the idea of truly being naked at the bar but her entire body came alive desperately wanting this. They got out the needle and thread; within thirty minutes the scarf had been modified. The tails of the scarf snuggled between her legs and they were held in place by a string that was buttoned on the end of the scarf and the other end buttoned close to her hip. They both looked at Ema in the mirror and her body was deliciously nude. Stephanie set her hair and did her makeup and everything it contrasted beautifully with her bright blonde hair and green eyes. Then all Ema could say was, “WOW.”

They both looked at Ema in the mirror and both were silent as they ogled her form. Ema’s legs, hips, all of her back and sides were all gloriously naked. The scarf covered her most of her breasts leaving sections of her side boob and inner breasts available for viewing. But as the scarf dove towards the mound of Venus more and more of her body was the star. Ema especially loved that her tiny waist and hips and legs were all on display. She did a little dance and saw more of her taut muscular belly and hips being shown as she moved. Ema and Stephanie looked at each other and smiled.

Stephanie became Ema’s wing man and together they went to the bar that Adam frequented. They knew he wouldn’t be there tonight, but words would get back to him. Ema wandered in and almost immediately found the barstool she wanted. She took off her coat and hung it on the coat rack by the door, but as she swiveled to get to her barstool, she felt almost every eye in the bar following her movements. She quivered as she felt dozens of eyes caressing her barely concealed form.

The barstool was on the corner where virtually everyone in the establishment could see her. As she reached the barstool, she cocked one naked hip up on the stool revealing all of her slim toned thigh. She quickly slid onto the stool and gave a little gasp as her womanly lips came in contact with the cold vinyl stool. She shuddered a little bit looked down and saw that her spectacular body was on full display. Every eye in the bar was caressing the spectacle all her naked skin.

The thought of all of those male eyes wandering over her body, trying to find glimpses of skin, kept the amorous butterflies in her stomach, fluttering. Also, as part of the game, she would be alone at the bar, perched like a sacrifice to the lecherous men in the bar.

Despite having every eye in the bar watching her, the bartender still hadn’t paid attention to her, so she stretched and posed hoping to get his attention. When that didn’t work, she gave a flip of her blonde hair and a deliciously buoyant smile that lit up her face. As she raised her arm to try and capture the attention of the bartender a voice boomed beside her, “I’ll have a Knob Creek on the rocks and whatever the lady wants.”

Ema jumped, startled at the sudden intrusion, but turned to stare at a huge hulk of a man occupying stool next to her. Despite her best efforts at being subtle, her mouth fell open in astonishment. Next to her was the most ruggedly gorgeous man she’d ever seen. His face seemed like it had been chiseled out of Granite and it was more befitting a movie star than the man sitting next to her. His body was likewise chiseled, but this time through many hours in the gym. The T-shirt was stretched skin tight over his muscular physique revealing broad muscular chest and powerful shoulders. His arms were as big as her thighs and she could feel the immense power and confidence radiating from this hunk.

His massive chest tapered into his small, flat and muscular belly. Each of his brawny thighs seemed as big as her waist. Ema knew he had to be bodybuilder or fitness model of some kind, as her eyes roamed over this hunky piece of beefcake. She finally looked at his face again and he was wearing a quizzical look as if he had asked her a question and was awaiting an answer.

Stephanie wandered in and took a seat in the back of the bar. Ema looked gloriously naked as she was perched on the bar stool. The huge man next to her looked like a beefy movie star and he had his eyes glued to Ema. She and everyone in the bar knew his goal was to fuck Ema tonight. Stephanie smiled thinking that might be the best thing for her tonight. She watched as Ema twisted, turned and leaned in showing all of skin with her breasts peaking out of the scarf.

Ema leaned towards him and sputtered, “I’m sorry! What did you say?”

As Ema leaned forward, the sides of her breasts peeked around the scarf. Her smile broadened as she saw his eyes drift towards the peep show now taking place on her chest. The scarf was doing exactly what she wanted, drawing all eyes towards her scintillating body and making her feel exotically beautiful and gorgeously sexy.

The hunky stranger leaned towards Ema bringing his mouth close to her ear, meanwhile his massive hand gently caressed her shoulder and wandered down her totally naked back. She could feel his breath on her ear as he whispered, “I said, what would you like to drink?”

His fingers toyed with the edges of the scarf gently caressing the skin underneath while his hand moved steadily down her scarf. Goosebumps erupted on her skin as she felt his fingers gently caressing her silky alabaster skin. Ema felt like putty in his hands as his caresses lit a fire in her loins, but she stutteringly answered his question, “A Cosmo, I … I’ll have a Cosmo.”

The hand didn’t stop as it reached her rounded muscular ass but continued until it finally rested on her bare thigh. Ema knew during his caresses he confirmed several things about her. First, he knew now that she was not wearing anything under the scarf and second, she had not pushed his hand away or squirmed out of his reach. So, he knew that she didn’t mind, or more appropriately, enjoyed having a man’s hand caressing all of her intimate areas.

Something about this man unnerved Ema and she didn’t seem to have any free will with him. She had come to the bar to watch guys make a fool of themselves as they tried to pick her up. It was a game she knew that she would enjoy and would make her hotter than a firecracker.

Just as she found him the hulky stranger slid his hand between her thighs and began slowly stroking towards his ultimate goal. Ema eyes locked for only a moment before her eyes misted over with the lusty feelings happening between her legs. She gasped, took a deep shuttering breath and moaned softly as she felt his thick beefy finger caress her womanly lips through the scarf.

Ema didn’t know what to do now. Should she slap him or make a scene in the middle of the bar? She knew that’s what she should do, but what she really wanted was to feel his finger caress her clit. It was exciting to have this handsome stranger fingering her in front of the bar crowd. Ema twisted back towards the bar momentarily halting his advance and when she saw their drinks had arrived, she downed the Cosmo in one large gulp.

She felt the booze spread warmth through her body as it slid down her throat, but she also felt his finger oozing the scarf between her soaked pussy lips. This was not the plan, but oh God it felt so sinfully delicious to have his finger stroking her long denied pussy, in full sight of everyone in the bar. She knew she needed to do something, but her brain had fogged up and all she could think about was that thick finger thrusting against her clit. Quite on their own, her hips began to grind against invading finger hoping for more stimulation while the rest of her body trembled under his erotically sensual manipulations. Unfortunately, her hip movements had slid her closer to the edge of the stool and with one more twitch, she began to fall from the stool.

A massive strong arm wrapped around her waist, caught her and helped her stand unsteadily on her feet, without actually falling. Ema wavered on her feet knowing she had a reprieve and quickly blurted out, “I need to go to the bathroom for a second.”

She walked as fast as she could to the bathroom, but looked over her shoulder back at the guy on the barstool. His eyes were glued to her naked back and ass as she walked away, but he also had his finger in his mouth tasting her essence. The thought of him tasting her womanly nectar caused tremors in her womb and her legs quivered almost causing her to fall.

Ema burst into the bathroom and once inside tried to catch her breath as she leaned against the wall. Her hands and legs were quaking as she relived his fingers exciting path over her barely concealed form. For a moment she wondered if the provocative scarf had been a mistake, but that thought was immediately dismissed, because she loved the way everyone was looking at her. As a matter of fact, if she was true to herself, the last few minutes of being almost finger fucked while on full display of the bar, had been one of the most exhilarating things she had ever done.

She pushed off the wall and went into one of the stalls sitting on the toilet trying to get her wits back. She would’ve never let a man do that, so why did she let a stranger finger fuck her in front of everyone at the bar. All she can think is that it was a moment of passion weakness and one she would never let happen again … Or would she?

As she thought about it, she knew lots of people had seen him take advantage her and that gave her a lusty thrill to have all those eyes watching as someone took used her as his sexual play thing. She put her hands between her legs and swore that she had never felt herself this wet before. Some of it could’ve been stranger, but she knew most of it was an audience watching as someone fingered her.

She gathered her wits and went to wash up, determined not to let him have his way with her again. She was a strong woman, full of fiery passion, but she could not let that passion rule her life. But the thought of giving up that wild and crazy passion left her feeling empty. Her quivering stomach and unsteady legs told her that despite her strong will, she wanted more this. The anticipation of what he was going to do next had her almost breathless and despite her angst, she was going to let him do whatever he wanted to her and she was going to enjoy every minute. With that decision being made she loosened the ties on the bottom of the scarf leaving gaps for the strangers fingers.

When Ema came out of the restroom, she had the fierce look of a predator stalking her prey. She swung her hips in a sensual beat that widened her body outside the scarf revealing large amounts of gorgeous flesh. If the bar crowd was watching they could see the crack of her ass and even an occasional nipple show through the sides of the scarf and oh yes, the crowd was watching.

Ema felt every eye in the room watching her as she strutted towards the bar and that only enlivened her blisteringly primal show. She locked eyes with the brute at the bar and saw him give her a wickedly sexy smile. He knew what she wanted and was ready to give her more than she ever dreamed of.

His look only made the nervous quivering in her belly turn into a scorching primitive need that had to be filled. With every step Ema felt the desperate yearning grow stronger. All the eyes in the bar were following her and everyone could feel the lust growing stronger with every footstep she took. As she reached the barstool, she revealed more and more of her long, succulent legs until first one and then the other tantalizing cheek of her ass was revealed.

Ema heard the hubbub in the bar began to die down as everyone was mesmerized by the show at the front of the bar. The animalistic need pounding through her was so strong she could barely breathe. With her ass uncovered, she lifted her leg to get onto the stool revealing her nakedly gleaming pussy and all those eyes staring at her sex was almost too much. Her legs quivered; her stomach flip-flopped with the lewd, carnal hunger that made her forget about everything except giving the bar an orgasmic show.

Her skin squeaked against the cold vinyl as she slid on the barstool and when her blistering hot and dripping sex hit the cold vinyl, she gasped loudly enough for most of the bar to hear her. Ema blushed with her loud cry and as she swiveled towards the bar, leaving a large strip of her bare ass, legs and hips.

She quickly downed her next Cosmo feeling the warmth of the liquor spread through her body and a little more of her inhibitions slipped away. With her scarf loosened, her entire thigh was bare all the way to her ass cheek, so she turned to face the hulky stranger displaying her entire leg to the bar. Ema lifted her eyes to the Adonis next to her and as she did, she opened her thighs in a blatant invitation for him to continue what he started.

Immediately his hand was on the inside of her thigh and as he began to caress up her thigh, he leaned over and whispered in her ear, “My name is Charles and you are mine for the night.”

His claiming of her for the night sent anticipatory shivers through her impassion form and she could feel her pussy gush, yearning for his dominance of her body. His finger dipped between her womanly lips, but only to get the tip of his finger wet. When his finger retreated it began rapidly flicking her clit back and forth, with the effect being almost like a vibrator on her clit. Once again, she heard the noise died down in the bar and a furtive glance proved that the entire bar was mesmerized and everyone was watching Charles do whatever he wanted to that virtually naked sexy lady on the barstool. Ema didn’t know what it was, the exhibitionism or the submission, but all she knew is that she couldn’t stop and wanted more.

She had already been so turned on, that it didn’t take long before she felt the orgasm coming to claim her. All of her exhibitionism was a kind of foreplay and by the time he began flicking her clit she was more turned on that she had ever been. Her climax hit like a freight train, taking her whole body by storm and while her legs quivered dramatically, the rest of her body jerked once, then twice and yet a third time.

The orgasmic convulsions almost shook her off the stool and there was no doubt to anyone in the bar what had happened. She felt the euphoria hit her like a tsunami and likewise it swept her away on a wave of glorious rapture. Ema was trying to bask in her afterglow when the audience broke out in applause with a smattering of wolf whistles and loud cheers.

Ema turned her back to the bar, blushing with the thrill of her orgasm and excited embarrassment. She looked at all the bar patrons in the mirrors behind the bar to gauge their reaction to her show. Most of the men were excited about what they’d seen and about half of the women were as well. Ema sipped her next Cosmo and once again looked at the mirror and this time she saw Stephanie sitting in the back of the room. She had a wide range of expressions on her face. She had been turned on like most of the men and she had also been mesmerized by Ema’s performance, but she was her girlfriend and she could tell that having strange man touch her excited her.

Charles let her finish her drink and then began to talk to her. After what they had done, they now had the kind of inane conversation that they probably should have started with. She told him her name was Ema and she was actually here with her girlfriend who was watching from the back row. Charles swiveled to take a look at her and could see the confusing looks on her face. He turned to look back at Ema and gave a predatory smile. He was going to give her the night of her life, she would be his play toy for the evening.

However, even during their small talk his hands kept up the caresses and he kept her in a constant state of arousal. She knew she should feel guilty having Charles, bringing her to an orgasm in front of a crowded bar. He was so masculine and so dominating she felt herself bending his will … whatever that may be. But she didn’t feel guilty, she felt free, exhilarated and on a sexual high that she didn’t want to stop.

So, when Charles leaned over and asked her to dance, she immediately said yes. She loved to dance, but Stephanie hated it. Now she was going to get a chance and, in this scarf, it was going to be quite a show. The three Cosmos had certainly lowered her inhibitions and maybe another would help her dance the night away.

She went for her 4th Cosmo to bolster her courage, then she sashayed to the dance floor attracting a lot of attention. The first reason she was attracting attention was her outfit, the woolen scarf hid nothing and only accentuated and displayed her entire stunning body. Even among all the gorgeous, scantily clad dancers Ema was a spectacular scintillating stand out and her revealing scarf only heightened her skin filled display.

Ema remembered how her movements looked in the bathroom mirrors and she tried to mimic those moves creating a slow seductive dance. Everyone noticed her artful dance and there were four guys crowding around her vying for her attention, but Charles motivated them to move away, she was his for the night. She ignored them, because Ema knew this was all about wowing the bar crowd and feeling sexily alive, so she aimed her dance at the crowd. Every once in a while, she would cast a furtive glance to Charles or Stephanie to make sure they were watching and all eyes were glued to her ass or breasts and they gave her goose bumps.

All these eyes on her created a needful ache in her sexual core, electrifying her. She glanced at her naked body’s slow twisting seductive movements around the scarf and it excited her even more. Her breasts were sensuously pushing the scarf around alternately hiding or creating tantalizing views. Her hard-throbbing nipples created lumps beneath the scarf that would occasionally poke around the edges of the scarf. Ema wanted the scarf gone so everyone could see her delight at being exhibited with her engorged nipples thrusting proudly in the open.

The sensual music began to flow through her and her movements became wildly erotic, but the four Cosmos helped make any of her restraint disappear. She was becoming the embodiment of the fervent woman and wanted every eye to caress her form. Her hands roamed her body lifting her breasts and presenting them to her eager audience. Her hands lifted over her head and she danced like a harem girl trying to seduce her lover. Then she toyed with the edges of the scarf closest to her breasts and considered freeing her engorged nipples to the enthusiastic crowd. Then her teasing instincts kicked in and her hands dropped to the bottom of her scarf, lifting it, teasing it upward.

The fluid rocking of her hips beckoned as they swiveled on separate gimbals from the rest of her body creating their own sexual fantasy. Her taut belly twisted in a seductive beguiling display trying to unite the two blistering parts of her body into an enthralling temptation. As a result of her swaying hips the back of the scarf pulled half way up her sneakily displayed ass revealing her tight firm tantalizing cheeks. The uncovering of her ass also left her shapely, toned legs totally on parade.

The act of walking seemed to make the very short scarf crawl up her ass revealing her enticing derrière. By the time she made it to the dance floor she had blushingly given up on pulling down the scarf. When she saw the looks her uncovered ass received, she breathlessly sought to display it in its most seductive light. Once again, the trills of exhibiting herself flowed through her creating a pool of wetness between her legs.

Ema glanced down at her body and even she was amazed at her sexual prowess on display. She was damn near naked, surrounded by lusty men wanting a piece of her sexuality. Her legs were completely naked all the way to her exposed ass and that left her wet, glistening pussy also on display. She had never felt this exposed or this turned on. She knew that at any moment someone could stick a finger or even a cock inside of her and at that moment their world would explode into a fantasy come true.

Suddenly she felt a soft hand caressing her naked ass and turned abruptly to see Charles standing behind her. She felt him completely remove the ties on the bottom of the scarf and it swung free from between her legs. Now there was nothing anchoring her scarf and as she danced it swung wildly revealing her entire naked pussy and torso. Ema blushed as he continued to caress her naked skin, then she felt his fingers once again slip between her legs and through her drenched pussy lips. Her entire sexual core knotted as his fingers slid deep into her pussy.

She was dancing effectively nude, exhibiting herself to the crowd and the excited sexual tremors running through her body just wouldn’t stop and actually continued to get stronger. Charles thrust his thick finger deep inside her pussy caressing her G spot and clit at the same time. The fiery caress deep inside her made her legs tremble and her abs constricted with the extreme stimulation. Wild passion barreled through her body like a runaway freight train, forcing her body to curl in on itself, protecting her impassioned core.

Stephanie couldn’t believe Ema had taken this to such an erotic level and she pulled out her phone and began to video her friend’s performance. Even she was getting turned on by Ema’s wildly decadent show. Stephanie had always admired Ema’s body, but right now she seemed to be the most gorgeous, most erotic and most sensual woman she had ever seen. She continued to video her friend, loving the way she showed her body.

As Ema’s knotting abs forced her to bend over, Charles quickly rammed his fingers in and out of her clutching quim until he felt her entire body spasm in orgasmic jubilation. Ema knew every eye in the bar was watching her come apart at the seams and it only added to the wildest orgasm she ever had. For her it was like being in the middle of a tornado rushing across the Texas plains and she had no control of her body’s spastic euphoria.

Charles grabbed the hem of her scarf and began pulling it up her body, revealing first her glistening pussy, her tight toned belly and then her breasts before it finally unwound and slipped over her head. In that moment she realized her dream had come true, she was dancing naked in front of a crowd. Shivering thrills went through her form, her belly knotted and her pussy gushed, her nipples ached to be played with as Charles held her in his arms with her back pressed against him. His hands wandered up her legs, over her hips and taut quivering belly and then cupped her breasts with his large hands filled with succulent breast flesh.

As he hefted her breasts and played with her diamond-hard nipples, Ema arched her back giving him more of her breasts to play with. At the same time her ass was pressed into his crotch and she felt a huge piece of hard and ready manhood waiting for her. Oh God, how she wanted to feel his large cock buried inside her. This was another dream she wanted to come true. She had never had anything but small cocks inside her and desperately wanted to feel that huge cock, plowing her needy pussy.

Ema was coming down from one of the best orgasms she ever had, but Charles was not letting her come down. In between dancing naked in front of a crowd and him playing with her nipples she could feel the primal need building again. Ema sucked in a deep breath, arching her back and thrusting her breasts into his voracious hands. His fingers continued to strum her clit and nipples like a banjo, keeping her floating on a sea of bliss. She couldn’t stop even if she wanted to, she needed more and moaned loudly, “Oh My God! Don’t let it end, please don’t let it end! Take me, use me, I need more!”

The ecstasy created inside her was constant and torturous, as well as relentless. Even in the throes of orgasm she knew how to help him display her and the wanton excitement of it all made her climax that much harder. Ema pressed her ass harder against Charles cock and within seconds she felt his massive cock slide between her legs.

His hand guided his cock so he could tease her. Ema tried to move her hips to force his cock inside her, However, that was not Charles plan and kept sliding his cock between her legs and through her pussy lips but never entering her desperate pussy. As his cock slid through her pussy lips, he made sure to caress her clit, continuing to stoke the fire burning inside Ema’s womb. Her squirming and twitching hips forced him to hold her tight so he could continue to tease her. When she screamed, ” OOHHHH MY... Ohhhhh God ... Ohhhhh God …MMOORRRREEE, PLEASE, PLEASE .”

Charles knew she was ready but so was he. On the next stroke through her pussy lips, he lodged his cock in her tight, soaked, blazing furnace and began to slowly edge inside her tight channel. Ema felt his huge cock spreading her wide open and she screamed with a mixture of pain, delight and desperately wanting more.

“OH GOD, OH GOD, SO BIG, SO THICK, OH GOD MORE, MORE, DEEEPER, PLEASE DEEPER”

As Charles nudged through her pussy lips and passed her G-Spot a kind of euphoria washed over her and in seconds an orgasmic bomb went off inside her. Charles huge cock was her dream come true as he ploughed his way deeper and deeper inside her. She loved it and wanted more as orgasms contorted her body in ways she had never dreamed of.

Ema was in an erotic stupor blasting from orgasm to orgasm. She was climaxing so hard her entire body was shaking and she had virtually no control over her arms and legs. The a hard intense orgasm pummeled her and she had her first squirting orgasm and she felt her nectar run down her legs and splash on the floor. She had heard of a squirting orgasm but having one was blindingly delicious.

In between dazzling orgasms, she felt more than saw the crowd watching her lover conducting an erotic symphony with her body. Never had Ema felt anything like this. The combination of being exposed naked to the crowd and then having Charles make love to her, had her mind, heart and body exploding in space.

Ema could barely catch her breath as one climax morphed into the next intense orgasm. She was floating on a fluffy cloud of bliss with fireworks exploding inside her. Never in her wildest dreams had she even thought something like this was possible. Then the next massive climax robbed her of all thought, and she could only feel what Charles was doing to her.

Charles looked at the audience and everyone in the vicinity had stopped dancing and was watching this beautiful goddess get royally fucked. He cupped her breasts and presented them to everyone watching, then he slid his hands down to finger her clit. All the while, he was fucking his cock into her with deep, slow thrusts. Ema’s body was quivering, shaking, wildly contorting and judging by the nonstop clamping and grip of her cunt, she was orgasming continuously.

Ema was completely naked in the middle of the dance floor, climaxing hard and Charles’s hands were her only support. Ema felt like a marionette pinned on his cock and dancing for the crowd as Charles pulled her erotic strings. Stephanie couldn’t believe Ema’s show and while she was videoing it, she really wanted to be Ema at that moment.

Seeing this massive cock splitting Ema in two as her magnificent body contorted in orgasmic grandeur had the crowd grabbing their own crotch. Her breasts heaved and her nipples seemed to point at everyone as they bounced with her attempts to catch her breath between orgasms. Ema’s legs were shaking so hard they weren’t supporting her at all, and her orgasm went up another notch. She was twitching like she was having a mini seizure with the audience on the dance floor all watching her explode in orgasmic brilliance.

Charles wrapped his arms tightly around her waist and hips and straightened his legs. His cock slid completely deep into her nudging her cervix and she was impaled completely on him as he lifted her off the ground. She twisted her legs behind him and now she was on display impaled on his cock with his arms the only other thing keeping her in the air.

He didn’t think it was possible, but she started climaxing harder as he started to pull her up and down on his cock. Her orgasm had clamped his cock in place deep inside her so that he could barely move.

The audience mostly had their mouths open in wonder as this vision of beauty, this goddess, was displayed and held in the air by this man who was fucking her beyond senseless. The eroticism of the moment got to him as well and Charles blasted his seed deep into Ema spasming pussy. She continued to scream and thrash in his arms and started to quake in a body-wracking orgasm.

He held onto her while he continued to pump his seed deep into her body. He also continued to caress her taut belly, her sumptuous breasts, naughty nipples and would tweak her clit to keep her orgasms blazing. However, after a while, he quit climaxing but continued to display his slave for the night for another minute before squatting to set Ema back on her feet. Her legs were like rubber, and he had to hold her to keep her from falling. He put himself away back in his pants and said, “Stand still for one second.” He reached over and picked up her scarf and stuffed it into his pocket.

He turned her toward him and held her body as she continued to quiver erotically. He looked into her lust-clouded yet beautiful green eyes and whispered in her ear. “Ema you are the most beautiful and erotic woman I know, and I am so proud of you. Now remember that you are a goddess. I want you to walk tall and proud to Stephanie with your gorgeous tits thrust triumphantly out for everyone to see.”

He looked into her eyes and saw a deep pool of lust and trust being aimed back at him. Even though she was still quivering from her multiple orgasms and legs were shaking, she stood erect. With her arms still quivering by her side, she couldn’t help but boldly display her breasts, but she pulled back her shoulders anyway. As she started for the table, he reached out and stopped her and she turned to look at him questioningly. He grabbed her chin and tilted her face towards him and gave her a short, sumptuous kiss. Then he put his arm around her waist, and they walked to the table together.

Stephanie took Ema and escorted her out to their car while Charles watched in wonder. When they got home Stephanie helped Ema into bed. Ema fell asleep immediately, but Stephanie watched her video again and wondered what they had done and where would Ema go from here.