Being Groped in public

I want me and my wife to be crammed in a crowd where she cannot move and someone behind her gets very bold and decides to grab and squeeze her ig ass, and seeing that she is una le to turn around to see who it is, or stop him, he is emboldened and reaches around and runs his hand up her shirt and starts to grope her big fat udders. She is horrified and afraid to say anything outshine g out loud, and I am about 10 feet from her in the crowd and she cannot get my attention. He now takes his hand that is rubbing and groping my wife's fat ass and slips it down the gap in the back of her jeans and into her chubby girl panties and between her ass cheeks and runs his fingers ger up and down. Along her asshole, then further down. To her pussy, pushing gnhos fingers into her and rubs it and fi gernfucks mybwife, pinching and rubbing her clit as well, as he still gropes her big cow udders! She is trapped between people and cannot.move or even begin to stop this unseen man from touching her where no Manhattan ever touched her but her husband, and she has to take it, and feels an orfasm coming on, but has to remain silent and can only wimper quietly to keep it i side herself. After her silent orgam subsides the man quickly disappears, somehow, and she has no idea who did thay t I he, if he was white, Black, Mexican, good looking ot ugly, and maybe it wasn't even a man, but another female! The the other part is her hubby could not help,
Her, has no idea this happened and probably never will, because she can't find a way to tell me another man made her take his unwanted secual groping abd made hwr orgasm and made her body betray her!
 
Would love to talk though different situations with a female. Love the idea of exploring someones sexual interests...
A MOUSY LOOKING GENTLEMAN: I often come close to these kind of groping moments. By nature I have the tendency dressing in a very suggestive style and to further underscoring my submissive leanings. Be it at Bloomingdales, WalMart, Century City or South Coast Plaza. My motto: Dress less to impress. Dress more to score. I will look into their faces to perhaps see a gleam in their eyes. I am a true exhibitionist and many men cannot overlook nor escape the statement my tits make or the wiggling cheeks of my ass, totally immoral in their blatant disregard for any conventions of polite behavior.

MY EYELIDS ARE HEAVILY PAINTED WITH BLUE MASCARA AND THEN APPLYING A PAIR OF LONG THEATRICAL LASHES: Greetings from Starbucks on Palm Canyon Drive. ‘Frappuccino Time’ came late this morning but amazingly my go to corner was still available. I could not but notice a mousy looking elderly gentleman sitting diagonally across from me, hungrily absorbing every curve of my hips and tits. It appeared that for him I stepped away from time and became a period piece, a B-movie heroine from the sixties. Adding an extra dip in my high-heeled walk--a sashay and sway that made my butt bob an enticing invitation. My heels click. Click. Click.

THE FASHION SHOW: Yes, I was painted to perfection, smooth made smoother; lines painted stronger. My underwired bra pressing its silhouette into my chest bone, screw-on dangling Austrian silver earrings reminding me of their presence with their sharp bite. I could imagine he would welcome a glimpse or feel of my pussy jerking his fantasies into their explosive fulfillment. My heavily lashed eyes weighted with mascara read his mind with practiced ease, and I thought about welcoming him in the taut thrust of my pointed bullet bra. I reveled in his continued stares and as he could not keep his eyes off me. Surely his dreams and fantasies were boiling his blood.

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Sitting across from him, crossing and uncrossing my legs, I loved the sliding and erotic friction of my tucked away pussy and my cantilevered bra with it's crisscross suspension squeezing and torpedoing my tits fiendishly into their constrictive pointy embrace. For me dressing for pleasure is the most glamorous application of physics to everyday life. It most certainly appeared that I had made an effort in the right direction for my mousy looking gentleman. For him I was packaged to perfection? "Bad girls work harder."

https://i.ibb.co/xKVqV6cc/Showing-Off.jpg
 
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I often come close to these kind of groping moments. By nature I have the tendency dressing in a very suggestive manner and to further underlining my submissive leanings. Be it at Bloomingdales, WalMart, Century City or South Coast Plaza. My motto: Dress less to impress. Dress more to score. I will look into their faces to perhaps see a gleam in their eyes. I am a true exhibitionist and many men cannot overlook nor escape the statement my tits make or the wiggling cheeks of my ass, totally immoral in their blatant disregard for any conventions of polite behavior.

Greetings from Starbucks on Palm Canyon Drive. ‘Frappuccino Time’ came late this morning but amazingly my go to corner was still available. I could not but notice a mousy looking elderly gentleman sitting diagonally across from me, hungrily absorbing every curve of my hips and tits. It appeared that for him I stepped away from time and became a period piece, a B-movie heroine from the sixties. Adding an extra dip in my high-heeled walk--a sashay and sway that made my butt bob an enticing invitation. My heels click. Click. Click.

Yes, I was painted to perfection, smooth made smoother; lines painted stronger. My underwired bra pressing its silhouette into my chest bone, screw-on dangling Austrian silver earrings reminding me of their presence with their sharp bite. With my heavily lashed eyes weighted with mascara, I coud imagine he would welcome a glimpse or feel of my pussy jerking his fantasies into their explosive fulfillment.

Sitting across from him, crossing and uncrossing my legs, I loved the sliding and erotic friction of my tucked away pussy and my cantilevered bra with it's crisscross suspension squeezing and torpedoing my tits fiendishly into their constrictive pointy embrace. For me dressing for pleasure is the most glamorous application of physics to everyday life. It most certainly appeared that I had made an effort in the right direction for my mousy looking friend. For him I was packaged to perfection? "Bad girls work harder."

https://i.ibb.co/xKVqV6cc/Showing-Off.jpg
https://ibb.co/fVZ5HjBJ
 
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