The Nerd Ch. 02: Neighborhood Tits

"Sydney! Eh, no, Canberra!"

The moment the words left her mouth, she realized her first response was a mistake. The lights turned off in response.

"Incorrect! Mmh, I guess half correct then," came the reply, acknowledging the quick correction but noting the initial error.

'Fine... you may cum, but not without giving them a show. Look at our little neighbors, I'm sure they are wishing to fuck you right now!'

'Fucccckkk! "Okay, okay. Yes, I would!"

"Climb onto the desk on your knees."

Following the directive, Lotte complied, her heart racing anew with anticipation and a surge of adrenaline fueling her actions.

'Now turn around, spread those slutty holes for them. I'm sure they will appreciate that fat ass of yours. Show them the real Lotte. Show them the eager slut that you are '

Her fingers were stroking Lottes landing strip that she kept neatly groomed on Megan's orders. As they navigated this intense moment, the touch was deliberate, a testament to the dynamic they shared, one that was marked by an intricate blend of control and consent.

This interaction, reflective of their unique bond, sent a wave of sensation through Lotte, her body responding with a shiver as she felt a whirl of emotions within. It made Lottes body shiver while her stomach turned itself over inside her. Showing her boobs was one thing. Now her most private parts where in the verge of display in their most aroused and humiliating state.

Lotte was caught in a tense mix of anticipation and apprehension, wondering when the light would flick back on. The chill from the window added another layer of sensation, contrasting sharply with her own warmth and arousal. She became acutely aware of her own response to everything happening, how the situation had intensified her feelings.

She had to fight her deep sexual urges to put a stop to this. Somewhere however, she felt an eagerness and excitement for that light to turn on, to receive total humiliation What was happening to her?

Please, Megan... don't. I can't have them see me like this. Please,"

she pleaded, her voice laced with a mix of vulnerability and earnest appeal. In this moment of exposure, her request to Megan was a plea for consideration, reflecting a sudden rush of self-awareness and the desire for some boundaries.

"I'll show them my boobs some more. My slutty titties if you like, but please not this.'

'I think they would enjoy your little plug. You don't want them to linger over that delicious ass and pussy of yours?'

Caught between desire and a sliver of restraint, she found herself in a complex emotional dance. Internally, she yearned for what was unfolding, drawn to the thrill and the attention from across the street, feeling a powerful connection to the moment and to Megan's influence.

Her gaze, almost hypnotic, fixed on the space beyond their immediate surroundings, she acknowledged the pull of the attention directed at her. It was a captivating mix of exhilaration and exposure.

In her deepest thoughts, she knew that if Megan chose to illuminate the room once more, she wouldn't seek cover. The idea of being seen, of performing for an unseen audience as much as for Megan, was oddly thrilling. She was riding a wave of surrender, questioning her own boundaries and why she was even contemplating such openness. This introspection revealed a profound shift in her sense of control and vulnerability, encapsulating the complexity of her emotions and desires.

'It is up to you. I give you ten seconds to cum before I turn on the light and they can have a good look at your slutty holes. 10!'

The device hit her clit on the highest level.

'Oooohmmmph, fuck!'

Lottes hips started to buck. She stared straight in the hot one's eyes as she looked over her shoulder. She felt her orgasm approach. Now moaning loudly, she was wishing the light would turn on. She wanted him to see her as she was cumming for him. Her thoughts were getting too much.

'3, 2, aaawhhh. Fuck! 1!'

Lotte had counted down her orgasm as it was hitting her. The risk of her slutty holes being on display was sending her over the edge. Her body exploded even before the countdown was done.

She started to shake uncontrollably as she took effort to keep her gaze on the hot one. She wanted to look him in the eyes as waves of pleasure were shot through her body.

The build up to this of a week had made her orgasm more powerful than ever. Or was it the fact she had flashed her neighbors?

Megan had no intention of taking the device away and kept it firmly on Lottes's clit. She watched as her body was trembling uncontrollable. She loved to watch her moans as she kept cumming.

Lotte was about to pass out. Her face was now resting on the desk her arms besides her. She suddenly felt exhausted as the last trembles stopped and the device stopped. She closed her eyes for a moment.

!

"Ehh, Lotte. Want me to turn on the light?"

That question snapped Lotte back to reality. Suddenly, she was acutely aware of her position--still on her knees by the window. In an instant, her arousal evaporated, replaced by a rush of rational thought.

"Wait!"

She hurriedly climbed off the desk, feeling her cheeks flush with heat. The full magnitude of the situation hit her: six guys, whom she had never even exchanged a greeting with, had seen her boobs on full display as she hadn't fully intended. The realization brought a mix of emotions, from embarrassment to a sudden reassessment of her actions.

She had held them up for them like a slut, making sure they would have a good view. Fuck! Reflecting on the moment, the realization that they had filmed her weighed heavily on her mind. The thought that images of her were now out there, possibly to be viewed at any moment, sparked a deep sense of embarrassment.

Megan had grabbed her boobs as she pressed herself against Lotte from behind. She played with them as she was taunting her.

'Why such a red face now? You must be thinking about what you have done, aren't you?

She pressed her knee between Lottes legs, pressing the plug further in her ass.

'Come on slut admit it. You loved it! I can feel what a mess your pussy is.'

With her mind now clear and rational thought fully restored, Lotte couldn't bring herself to acknowledge the truth out loud, even though she recognized it internally. The heat in her cheeks was a testament to her inner turmoil and embarrassment.

"Still not ready to admit it, are you?" The challenge was clear in the tone. "I'll tell you what, show it to me then. I want you to admit it to yourself, especially now, with your mind clear."

The phone was passed to Lotte, an implicit invitation to confront her feelings head-on.

"Besides, I don't see the issue. I'm sure they've been taking pictures anyway." This attempt at reassurance, however, might have been aimed to normalize the situation, but it also underscored the complexity of Lotte's feelings and the predicament she found herself in.

In this moment of introspection and confrontation with her own boundaries, Lotte found herself at a crossroads, reflecting on the incredible journey she had embarked upon over the past month. A journey that had challenged her perceptions, desires, and limitations in ways she could never have anticipated.

Taking a step towards the window, the familiar knot of apprehension tightened in her stomach. The sight of the guys still there, beers in hand, clearly hoping for her return, added layers of complexity to her emotions. With a deep breath, she pressed 'on', the act itself a significant decision.

As the room flooded with light, the sensation of being observed was palpable, intensifying the knot in her stomach. Yet, this feeling was swiftly accompanied by a resurgence of arousal, a testament to the complexity of human emotions and desires.

Opening her eyes, Lotte confronted the situation head-on. The initial heat of embarrassment gradually subsided, replaced by a growing sense of confidence. It was a moment of empowerment, of owning her decisions and her desires, regardless of the external judgment. This transformation, from vulnerability to empowerment, highlighted a profound journey of self-discovery and acceptance.

'Yes Lotte! Fucking amazing! Im so proud of you.'

The words encouraged her even more. She started to play with her own nipples as she made eye contact with her crowd. She locked her eyes in turns as she smiled at them/

'Fuck yes, Lotte! You go girl! Show them what you are!'

She made her tits jiggle and showed them her tongue. She could feel her pussy heating up again as she watched her crowd cheer her on.

Without any warning, she wiped all expression from her face, turned around, and confidently exited the room. Striding out with the poise of a model on a catwalk, she left behind her eager audience and Megan.

In that moment, she felt incredibly powerful. She felt amazing! This was more than just a physical departure; it was a symbolic declaration of self-empowerment. With each step, she seemed to shed any lingering doubts or fears, embracing her sexual desires.

It was a bold, liberating move, marking a pivotal point in her journey of self-discovery and personal empowerment.

To be continued...