Using My Attributes for My Pleasure Ch. 07

I wanted the evening to be unique. We had two good days; this last night will be the weekend finale.

Sid hadn't indicated a particular interest he wanted, and we had gone dining, showed off at the boat show, and had a sexual encounter.

I thought keeping it simple might be the best to do, so I looked through my clothes and picked out a black bra of the demi-cup variety to show the most exposure while lifting my breasts and pushing them together for maximum cleavage. To avoid getting arrested, I wore Brazilian-cut panties and covered everything with a black swimsuit cover-up. The weave of the cover-up would show my skin and allow for hot exposure.

As I applied my make-up, I reflected on my love of being an exhibitionist. I will not insinuate it was done by luck, but more of me getting turned on when men would look at me. Of course, being an early bloomer in the breast area, I knew the world was full of boob men.

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As a teenager, I found men, especially older men, would sneak peeks at me. My boobs drew their attention, and my smile had them locked in. I loved the attention!

I remember the first time I teased a man, which was unintentional. I was sitting in the food court at our local mall. I was wearing a blouse binding me, so I unbuttoned an additional button to relieve the pressure on my chest. I looked up to see a guy staring at me. Was that simple move all it took to get someone's attention? I glanced at him a few times, and he would look at me, smiling each time. The guy was too old to be interested, but his actions were a turn-on. A girlfriend was with me, and I mentioned the man's interest. We laughed at his behavior, but I secretly enjoyed it.

Angie's back was to the guy, but she said it was freaky for an old guy to be looking at teenage girls. I made a statement using words like, 'old doesn't mean he died.'

I got up to go to the restroom, and I walked by his table, and we locked eyes, and we both smiled.

From then on, I knew I wanted to be seen, especially in a sexual nature.

Leaving an extra button unfastened or allowing my skirt to slip up got me the attention I wanted.

As I matured, I developed a verbal vocabulary that solidified my naughty attitude. And it got me, Sid!

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I finished prepping for the evening and checked my look in the mirror. The thin black cover-up revealed my boldness perfectly.

I walked out to join Sid the in the courtyard and could see from his reaction he was pleased.

"Gawd, you look hot. I hope you realize you are teetering on getting arrested if we go out and you wear that."

"Baby, I'll change if you want, but tonight should be the best of our trip. We should find an upscale bar and go in as a couple, and I want to be on your arm when others see me."

I carried a black rain jacket initially but found little need for it. As we drove up to the downtown hotel, the door was opened by a valet who enjoyed watching me step out of the SUV. To tease even more, I winked at the young man. I left the jacket in the SUV.

Sid walked around the vehicle and took me by the arm to escort me into the hotel's lobby. The bar/lounge was on the mezzanine of the hotel.

Arm and arm, we walked to the elevator. I felt the eyes of others on me as we crossed the lobby; I whispered to Sid, "Honey, I feel so sexy."

We entered the bar/lounge and found seats at the horseshoe-shaped bar with high stools. I slid onto the seat, causing my cover-up to slip up to pass mid-thigh.

"I'm so proud of you. You are the most beautiful woman in the room

and every man here who has looked at you would give his right nut to be with you."

I smiled at his comment and said, "This will be fun." I could see my nipples barely concealed in the brief bra, and I knew the slightest movement would cause one of both to slip above the edge of the cups.

Sid ordered wine for both of us from the bartender. The guy tried his damndest to keep from staring at my boobs, but the deep cleavage was too much.

I looked around the bar/lounge and noticed that most other couples were in the ages of early thirties and up. All were dressed appropriately for the room.

As we chatted about the weekend, Sid mentioned how wonderful our relationship had developed. We agreed; neither could have imagined how close we had grown together.

"Honey, we have come so far so quickly. Let's remember my boldness on a dance floor started all of this. And finally, your admissions of your fantasies and me telling you nothing is out of our possibilities to make us close.

I leaned into Sid and kissed him for an extended period.

My performance drew the attention of several in the bar/lounge, and I didn't waste the opportunity to allow my breasts to escape my brassiere, and I knew both nips were exposed. Settling back on my stool, I left my hand on Sid's package.

I went to the ladies' room to tinkle and refresh my make-up, and only then did I realize my bra had fallen below my boobs, and it looked hideous. Instead of struggling with the garment the rest of the evening,

I removed the cover-up, bra, and panties to push the envelope further. Slipping the cover-up back on, I checked out my appearance. Being shaved gave me a smooth look, but my nipples, well, there was no way to hide them.

As I returned to the bar, I knew I was being watched. Damn, I loved it, and it had to be the ultimate in my exhibitionism.

"Baby, I want you to see what you can expect for the rest of your time with me.

The other patrons of the bar/lounge were whispering to their partners.

It was after nine p.m., and no one younger than 30 appeared in the bar/lounge, so I didn't worry about anyone making a scene. Well, except me!

Sid was beaming! My cover-up was now at crotch level. My lover put his forefinger on my slit and opened it slightly.

"You nasty boy!" I joked.

As we re-ran some of our fun, I noticed a couple went out of their way to walk by our position at the bar. I whispered to Sid as they approached, "we have an admirer."

Sid started to remove his finger from between my lips, and I squeezed my thighs tightly to avoid it.

As they walked away, I told Sid, "Baby, I wanted them to see your hand."

"Kitty, I learn more about you every day. I not only have the boldest exhibitionist I've ever met, but one who loves to push the limit of her fun. Hell, you may cause me to have a heart attack."

"I learned CPR at my last job, so don't be concerned." I teased him.

We stayed for another drink before I wanted to do my finale before I took Sid back to pleasure him sexually.

As we walked to the SUV, the valet drove up; I gave the young man a view he would remember for a long time. I raised my cover-up to my waist and slid into the vehicle slowly.

We drove back to the hotel. I told Sid to stop at a convenience store, and he found one near our destination.

"Honey, get your cell phone out and put it on camera mode. I want to give you some shots to remember the weekend.

I slid out of the SUV and stepped toward the quick-stop store. But before going in, I stopped at the front bumper and raised my leg, appearing to be adjusting my high heel. "Take a photo." He had the flash off, by the shot came out great.

As I moved to the door and placed my hand on the door handle, I raised the back of my cover-up to show my ass. "Now."

Walking into the store, it was more crowded than I had imagined. Several of the customers were minorities, and their stares, I know, made them think I was probably a hooker or a dancer at a strip club. Good.

I purchased a bag of chips and went to the counter. Smiling at the clerk, I paid and left the store. I approached Sid and asked if he had taken shots of me in the store, and his response was 'several.'

I handed Sid the bag of chips and moved to stand against the wall outside the store. "Ready?" I asked Sid.

"Yes, what are you going to do?"

"Just watch."

I leaned against the wall, opened my legs, and placed my hands on my hips. "Now."

I posed in more provocative positions.

A car pulled up as I was posing. It contained two black men who exited immediately.

"Damn, guys, you caught me. I gave my lover a few shots to remember the weekend." I said, smiling.

Their eyes could see my bare body under the cover-up. My nipples were hard as rocks.

"Momma, I would love to take a few of my own. Damn, you're hot!"

Sid stepped forward and said it was time to go.

"Sorry, guys, time to go and please my man."

Walking to the SUV, I put move sway in my walk.

"Did I embarrass you?" I asked Sid as we drove away.

"No, but I felt uncomfortable. Things could have got out of hand back there."

Thinking, I said, "I agree. I was in a mood that didn't allow me to think that. Sorry."

I didn't waste time in the room before attacking Sid. "I'm going to the bathroom to pee. When I get back, I want you undressed. Understand?"

I delayed before coming back. Sid was on the turned-down bed, naked.

Pulling the cover-up off, I knelt on the bed and opened Sid's legs. Siding up on his chest, I kissed his nipples. "I loved this weekend. I hope I didn't go too far in some of the play. I wanted you to be proud of me."

Looking Sid in the eyes, he assured me the weekend was perfect.

Keeping my eyes on his, I moved down to kiss his cock. He was already hard in anticipation, and I knew he would shoot off if I weren't careful. I licked his rod up and down as I talked to him.

"Baby, did you like my outfit tonight?" I asked between my oral manipulations.

"I loved it. So daring. And the looks you got after returning from the ladies' room were perfect. My lady was showing herself for me."

"Mmm, I liked it also. You are going to have to tell me more often what you expect. I'm yours."

I licked the tip of his cock for a few seconds. Grinning at Sid, I said, "My lollypop."

I knew he was close. Damnit!

I moved to sit on my haunches and cupped my breasts. I slowly massaged each in my hands while looking at my baby.

"Honey, do you think those two black men thought I was sexy?

"Hell, they wanted to do you right then and there!"

I lowered my left hand to my puss and opened it slightly.

"I would have loved to hear the conversation of the couple who walked by us in the bar. I'm sure they had some demeaning comments about me. A perfect gentleman was being solicited by his escort, maybe. Or a discussion about how much a prostitute like me would cost."

"Sid, don't let me make you feel less about yourself with my behavior. I would never want to cause you to be disgraced. But enough on that. My puss is so wet, and I am considering pleasing you."

"I want you to think about your wildest fantasy. And you imagine me doing it, and I won't ask you to tell me tonight and do it for your pleasure."

I moved off the bed and stood before Sid. He put his hand on his cock and slowly stroked it.

I wanted to get off, so I took pleasing myself as my mindset. I began to think about things Sid possibly would disapprove of, and I wouldn't mention my thoughts to him. They are for my fantasies.

I closed my eyes and began to rub my boobs. I grasped each one more tightly as I continued. I pulled my nipples roughly. I loved being used, but I could never relate that to Sid. At least not now.

My mind went to the convenience store. And immediately to the black men exiting their car. I liked their brash comment about me being hot. If Sid hadn't been present, I would have bantered with them, teasing them. Possibly, rubbing my boobs as I did. Oh, yea.

Reaching down with my right hand, I probed my puss. Quickly I had my fingers on my clitoris.

Would I have pushed the incident to the store? To cause them to tell me how much they liked me? How far would I have tested it?

I heard Sid moan. Looking down, I saw he had ejaculated on his stomach and covered his cock and pubic hair.

I wanted to make it memorable, so I knelt and licked the cum on his belly. I used long, slow lappings as I looked into his eyes. Raising his cock with my right hand, I licked its length, collecting a nice load of cum each time.

I didn't get to clean Sid entirely. He stopped me and raised me up his body. "Kitty, I love you. No woman has ever shown me to love and attention you do, and losing you would destroy me."

"Aw, and all this time, I thought you loved me for my money."

"And that too." Sid teased.

"Baby, I need an orgasm so bad. Lay back and let me bring myself off. OK?"

"I want to see you cum. Just remember I might use this as a training session."

Damn, I hope he does.

I closed my eyes and ran my hands over my body. I sneaked a glance at Sid and found him pulling his limp penis. No problem.

I eventually held my boobs in my hands. I was pulling my nipples and twisting them hard. Mmm, I loved to have them handled roughly. Learn Sid!

I cupped each tit and began to lift them in each hand. Before lowering them, I ran my fingernails down each underside, and the pain was the desired effect.

Lowering each one, I started on my right breast, using both hands to hold it firmly; I twisted it as far as I could to the left and then the opposite way. I did this several times and repeated the action on my left tit. My nipples were extended as long as I had ever experienced. Learn Sid, please!

I lowered my left hand and opened my puss. I probed to find myself clitoris. I scraped the fingernails of my right hand harshly over my boobs, and I felt the raw pain I wanted.

I deserted my breasts to give my puss my full attention. I slipped two fingers on my right hand as fall as I could in my wet snatch. My left hand had clutched my clit between my forefinger and my middle finger. I was working on my button feverishly.

I fed an additional finger inside me.

I started to cum. I don't know how loud I got, but Sid told me later he was sure a Louisville SWAT team would be knocking on the door.

I felt so embarrassed to have had Sid see me so uninhibited. I was sure he thought I was a freak. I had to let it come out eventually, and now it's in the open for him to see.

"I'm sorry, Baby. I lost myself in my desires. Sorry."

"Kitty, it was wild. Seeing you please yourself, so, well, I need to differ my approach. It was so hot to see you cum so hard. I love you."

I laid on top of him and kissed him repeatedly. My juiced-covered fingers held his cock and found him, again, turned on.

"Just promise me you won't get me a cattle iron for Christmas." I teased.

"Maybe for your birthday?"

We held each other for several minutes before deciding to shower. Again, I pleased Sid's rod with my mouth as the water drenched us.

The sheets were a disaster, and we pulled them off and slept on the mattress cover.

A very successful weekend!