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Canadian Wild Girl
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It was a boring Saturday night, and Sam had nothing to do. She felt like
going out, but wasn't a fan of dressing like a slut. However, she still
wanted to be ready for action, just in case. Putting on a little pink
g-string and black bra, Sam wore her modest red dress that was full
sleeved and up to her neck and a pair of knee-high black boots. Feeling
like she accomplished both of her goals, she set out for her nearby bar,
The Globe.
When she got there, there was a camera crew for Canadian Wild Girls, a
Girls Gone Wild style show where they film amateur girls and give them
stickers or t shirts in exchange for the girls flashing them. "God, you
must be desperate to flash for a shirt!" Sam thought to herself as she
noticed some other girls there flashing their tits to the camera crew.
Rolling her eyes, Sam went to the bar and ordered a long island iced
tea.
After a couple of drinks and sitting alone, Sam was feeling bored and
tipsy. Noticing the crew wasn't currently filming or photographing any
of the other girls, Sam got up from the bar and moved towards them.
"Maybe I'll just tease them" she thought to herself. Smiling at the
nearest camera guy, Sam said "so what do girls do if they don't want to
show their tits?". Smirking back at her, the camera guy replied "well,
girls usually show their panties or thongs".
Smiling, Sam moved to the pool table, asking the camera guy "if I show
my g-string do I get a shirt?". Noticing her breasts pushing up against
her red dress, the camera guy responded with "you'll get a sticker at
least, we usually give shirts to girls who flash their tits". Feeling
excited by this, Sam motioned to the pool table and said "fine, a peek
at my g-string for a sticker".
Climbing up, Sam mounted the pool table on her knees doggy-style. Her
modest red dress hiked up, higher than she expected, letting anyone
looking towards her see her pink g-string clearly. The camera guy
snapped a couple quick pics. The guys loved it, and they asked her to
show more. "I'm not that kind of girl" Sam said with a smirk, as she got
down from the pool table, her dress hiking up to give the guys a
frontal shot of her g-string. The guys gave Sam a little sticker, which
she put on the dress right above her left boob. "If you want to show
more, let us know babe" one of the other camera crew said to her. Sam
went back to the bar, sipping from her third drink.
Sam noticed that a small group of men not associated with the camera
crew had begun to congregate near the pool table. Some of them had been
nearby when Sam had flashed the Gone Wild crew and had told their
buddies who wanted a closer look in case she decided to show more.
The were burly trucker/biker guys, most of them older than her. She
could hear them making lewd comments about her body to each other, most
of them too drunk to realize how loud they were being. If she had been
in any other situation, it would have made her mad, but with a few
drinks in her, and her pulse already quickened from the show she had put
on earlier she found herself getting wet. She unconsciously uncrossed
and crossed her legs on her bar stool, causing her short dress to ride
up her thighs again while sipping her cocktail.
A voice suddenly appeared next to her at the bar, "that was quite a show
you gave us...". It was one of the trucker guys. He had slid next to
her at the bar without her noticing. He was big, at least 6'5", towering
nearly a foot over her, with bright green eyes and dark hair, his
leather jacket smelled of cigarettes and whiskey. "You've got a sexy
body...I'd love to see more of it", he added, leaning in closer to her
ear. A tingling sensation welled up in her pelvis..she uncrossed her
legs again, turning towards him. She had an idea.
"Well...you might just get what you wish for", she answered, grabbing
the hem of her dress with her free hand and pulling it up to expose her
panties again. He just stared with his mouth agape, and before he could
respond she slid off the stool and crossed to the pool table again,
adding "tell your buddies to take a picture, it'll last longer". She
walked past the group of guys that had gathered to gawk at her and had
also witnessed the exchange at the bar, it was obvious they'd dared the
tall man to hit on her.
As she reached the edge of the bollards table, in one quick motion she
pulled her dress over her head and tossed in onto the table before
hoping up on the felt surface herself. The guys immediately surrounded
the table, a couple of them pulled cell phones from their pockets and
began to take pics and video of her little display.
With the group of bikers and Gone Wild camera crew in front of her, Sam
knew the rest of the bar patrons would soon be watching her as well. Sam
felt super exposed up on the pool table in just her bra and g-string,
but she loved the adrenaline rush of having all eyes in the bar watching
her. Sam felt even more exhilaration in knowing that she was the center
of attention now! Despite this, Sam blushed a little, remembering that
she was wearing mismatched underwear with a pink g-string and a black
bra. “Damnit!” she thought to herself, “I knew I should have worn a
matching set or at least washed a pink bra yesterday”.
Sighing to herself, Sam thought to herself, “oh well, too late now”.
Sitting up on her knees, she smiled and posed for all the cameras,
pushing her still -covered-by-her-bra breasts together. The guys all got
closer, snapping pics and video of her impressive cleavage. The tall
biker guy spoke up, saying to Sam “you gonna show us a little more
sweetheart?” Normally Sam would have told this guy to fuck off. Tonight
though, with her dress already off and the combination of alcohol and
adrenaline running through her, she smirked and replied “you can help me
with that”, as she beckoned towards the tall biker with a finger.
The tall biker obliged, stepping up to the pool table. Spinning around
on the pool table on her knees, Sam straightened up, presenting her back
to the biker. “Do you mind?” she asked, running a hand behind her back
and over her bra’s clasp. The biker’s friends started whistling and
egging on their friend. As the tall biker fumbled unhooking her bra,
Sam’s back tingled with anticipation.
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Posted on : Jul 11, 2015
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