The Game Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The Game

Overhead, golden rays of afternoon sun shone through a bank of dappled clouds against a brilliant blue sky. Sparrows flitted about, hopping from tree to tree, chirping. The scene was so overwhelmingly beautiful that Mike could hardly breathe, leaning against a wall to take some weight off his buckling knees. It was so beautiful that he felt like he might lose his mind if he looked at it too long. Or maybe it was just because of what he had agreed to do this afternoon.

This is insane. What the fuck am I doing?

Mike was average height, thin but reasonably muscled, and sweating bullets. He leaned forward to put his hands on his knees and squeezed his eyes shut. This is such an insane, stupid idea, he thought for the hundredth time this week.

But. Despite the risks… despite the fact that he felt like a dead man walking… he knew he’d regret it for the rest of his life if he didn’t go through with this.

He took a deep, deep breath, held it for too long, and let go. He straightened up, took another look at that incredible sky, and kept walking. He rounded the corner and came to the first in a line of bigbox department stores in a strip mall, a clothing store like Macy’s or Kohl’s. He noticed a couple familiar faces, and then he stopped cold in his tracks.

There in front of the entrance were four young women: Emily, Amy, Sarah, and Josie. They were all incredibly hot in their own ways, and he might have stopped and audibly gasped if he passed any one of them in the street, but that’s not what stopped him cold.

What stopped him cold was that Amy was already completely nude.

She stood there, looking completely unconcerned about being naked in public, let alone standing right in front of a store where anyone could come in or out at any time. He noticed a pile of clothes dumped in the corner by the entrancepresumably hers. He also noticed a stack of towels sitting next to the clothes. Wonder what those are for, Mike thought distractedly.

He met Amy’s eyes for a second, but his gaze inevitably fell down to her incredible nude body. She was quite short, probably about 5′ 2″ with red hair. Her tits were a little more than a handful and ample for her height. Her hips were fairly wide and her waist was fairly narrow, her skin was pale, shot through with a light pink blush all over, and even her cute, pretty little feet were bare. Fuck, Mike thought. She had even shaved her fiery red pubic hair in the shape of a little heart. His dick went from zero to sixty in two seconds flat.

As his eyes traveled back up her insane body, he met her eyes again, and she gave him a playful smirk. Her eyes were green, her elfin nose and rosy cheeks covered in freckles. He couldn’t exactly tell what he was doing with his face; he was trying to smile, but he figured it was probably just melting off like hot wax.

Emily clapped her hands once, and Mike jumped a little. “Okay!” she exclaimed brightly. “Are we all ready to play?” She looked around at the rest of them: Amy was still entirely relaxed, and didn’t say anythingshe was clearly ready. Sarah kept glancing nervously at Amy, her face red, her left hand cupping her right arm, but after a moment she nodded. Josie also looked a bit nervous, but she also couldn’t stop smiling, and she said “yes”

Everyone turned to look at Mike. He just stood there, staring like a deer in the headlights. The moment stretched out for what felt like ten minutes, and Mike just looked at them all in turn, wideeyed, speechless. This is the dumbest thing you could possibly do, man.

His eyes flicked back down to the little heart above Amy’s pussy, and somehow his dick got even harder. He stared for another subjective ten minutes. His eyes finally traveled up her body to her face again, and he saw that a degree of compassion for his anxiety had colored her expression, while still maintaining a certain impish playfulness.

She hadn’t minded him looking at all.

He cleared his throat like was about to give a speech, and took a huge breath. “Yes,” he said, with a decisive nod. All the girls laughed at this, and Emily clapped her hands again. “Excellent! Then let’s get started. Amy, if you please.”

Amy smiled a millionwatt smile, give a little wave to the group, and sauntered into the store, her sweet, juicy ass wiggling back and forth as she walked.

Emily looked around again at the remaining three. Emily was a tall, absurdly cute asian girl with long, jetblack hair, and a very slender body clothed (for now) in a yellow summer dress. Mike wasn’t usually attracted to girls as slim as Emily, but her bone structure alone lent her a wonderfully curvy figure, and her adorable Bcup titties sat firm on her chest. She looked down at Mike, Sarah, and Josie through the circular glasses perched on her high, delicate cheekbones, and gave them all a warm grin.

“Okay, so you should all know the rules by now, right?” she asked. Everyone nodded, Sarah shyly, Josie enthusiastically, and Mike absently. “Great!” Emily laughed. “Let’s just give Amy a full minute, and then we’ll go look for her.”

As they all stood around, Mike found himself casting furtive glances at the other girls. Sarah was Persian, with that amazing big nose that some Middle Eastern women had, which Mike absolutely adored. She was somewhat pearshaped, with small tits and shoulders that tapered out into hips that were among the widest Mike had ever seen, with an ass and thighs to match. Her light mocha skin was deeply red at the moment, contrasting dramatically with the modest gray tshirt and jeans she wore, and her customary look of quiet confidence was still papered over with a serious case of nerves. Emily reached out and put a hand on Sarah’s arm, and Sarah gave her a grateful glance.

“Are you sure you want to go through with this? You really don’t have to if you don’t want to,” Emily reassured her.

“Thanks,” Sarah said quietly. “I know that. But… I do really want to. I’m just scared.”

That makes two of us, Mike thought. He was still scared out of his mind, but his dick had not gotten any softer. He looked at Josie and caught her looking down at the bulge in his pants. Shit, he thought, I’m out in public and I clearly have an uncontrollable erection. Josie looked up and noticed Mike noticing her noticing his hard dick, and she rewarded him with a completely shameless grin. Then again, at least I still have my pants on.

Josie looked like she had been designed in a lab to be maximally attractive to him: black with very dark skin and a deliciously thick body, with by far the the biggest ass, thighs, and tiddies of the group. She wore her hair in thick, long braids, and she was dressed in a pair of tight shortshorts and a crop top whose loose end hung far past her midriff. The wide, infectious smile she gave to Mike made the tightness in his chest and on his face melt away for a moment, and he smiled back nervously.

“And what about you?” Josie asked Mike. “Are you feeling all right about this?”

Mike blinked owlishly, surprised that he was being asked to speak. “Weeellll… to be honest, I’ve got my own misgivings about it…”

“What’s the matter? Don’t wanna get naked in public with a bunch of hot girls?” Josie laughed and touched Mike’s arm, sending a jolt of hot lightning directly to his penis.

“Uuuuh hahaha uum haha well…” Mike yammered. “Well, I’ve watched a lot of public nudity videos online”

“You don’t say!” Josie interrupted, laughing again.

“Haha, uuh, yeah… I just get the feeling that if a woman is naked in public, worstcase scenario, people are generally nonplussed by it. Bestcase scenario, they love it,” Mike explained.

“As they should!” Emily interjected, and even Sarah chuckled a bit at this.

“I agree!” Mike said, warming to the topic. “I just feel like… if a man gets caught naked in public, he’s considered a threat, and he’ll get arrested and put on the offender registry, and his life is over for good.”

Josie’s grin widened, and she said “Aaaah, I see. Well Mike, you don’t have to worry about that at all today.”

“…why’s that?” Mike asked.

“Because, Mike!” she exclaimed, mockexasperated, as if the answer was obvious. “The rules are just different for us!” And she burst out laughing, hugging herself and almost doubling over. Mike was bewildered.

“She’s right, Mike,” Emily said, sensing Mike’s confusion. She mirrored Josie’s mirth, grinning from ear to ear. “For everyone else, public nudity is a serious transgression and a crime. But not for us! For us, the rules are just different. Remember that.”

“But” Mike started.

“No!” Josie said, still giggling but gaining a little composure. “Repeat after me: ‘The rules are different for me. I can be naked whenever and wherever I want’.”

“The rules are different for me,” Mike repeated, a skeptical note in his voice. “I can be naked whenever and wherever I want.”

“You too, Sarah!” Emily said. Sarah’s eyes almost popped out of her head at that. She seemed to think she could keep so quiet that the others would just forget she was there.

“Who, me?” Sarah asked, and they all laughed, even Mike. “Okay…” She puffed out a breath and squared her shoulders. “Okay. The rules are different for me. I can be naked whenever and wherever I want.” Sarah looked a little more relaxed now, and she gave a little smile to Mike.

“That’s the spirit!” Emily exclaimed. “Okay, that’s one minute. Shall we?”

Josie gave her a hell yeah, and Sarah and Mike nodded. With that, they all turned and entered the store. Mike was glad to see that there weren’t many people in here, and the space was really quite large, which was even better. Less chance of getting caught. The layout of the clothing racks also seemed pretty ideal for this; most directions you looked, there was either a long, rectangular rack or one of those round ones to hide behind, or even inside of, if necessary.

“Okay,” Emily whispered conspiratorially. “You know what to do. First one who finds her gets immunity for the next round.”

The others nodded and split up. Mike figured Amy would probably be somewhere in the back of the store. It would be too crazy, even for her, to stay anywhere near the front where she could be caught… or at least, so he thought. Emily and Sarah seemed to think so too, because they were also heading in that direction. The only one who wasn’t was Josie, who was taking her time, strolling around and suddenly lunging into the racks and going “Boo!” If Mike didn’t know any better, he would’ve thought that Josie wasn’t especially interested in immunity.

Mike hurried on, tiptoeing (sure, that’s not suspicious), his heart beating out of his chest, his rockhard cock keeping time. He really did want to join in the publicnudity action, but he also really didn’t want to jump in the deep end immediately. He needed to be the one who found Amy.

He peered down the middle of every rack he came across, but he didn’t expect to find her there. He feared she would probably be in the women’s fitting room, and getting caught there would mean an entirely different way to be publicly shamed as a pervert. Still, he was determined to find her before the others did, and he figured Emily and Sarah would be headed there too.

Mike hurried to the fitting rooms in the middle of the back wall as quickly and quietly as possible, and when he arrived he saw neither Emily nor Sarah. Did that mean they had gotten here first and hadn’t found Amy? Was he wasting precious seconds on this? He didn’t have time to worry about it. Mike ducked his head in quickly, and didn’t see anyone in there, so he stole in and did his best ninja impression, scuttling past the stalls in a notcreepyatall crouch.

All the doors were open and empty except one. He made his way back to that one and leaned down to see under the door. All he saw was someone putting on their shoes and socksobviously not Amy. Afraid that whoever was behind the door was about to come out, he zipped out of the women’s area faster than you could yell “Stop! Pervert!”

Mike leaned against the wall, took a deep breath, and let it out slow. He had made it out without getting caught. But where the hell was Amy? It seemed like a nobrainer that she would hide in the women’s fitting rooms. It was probably the most lowrisk place she could’ve chosen to hide in for this first round.

The image of her incredible naked body, on display for anyone who happened to walk by, flashed into his mind again. Lowrisk wasn’t exactly her thing, was it? Mike turned to look down the hall on the men’s side of the fitting area. There was no way she was that bold, right?

A moment of hesitation, and then he was walking down the hall, peering into the stalls. He didn’t have to be quiet on the men’s side, but he still moved slowly, cautiously. Each stall he passed was empty, and he was nearing the last one. If she wasn’t here he was surely fucked for this round.

Mike reached the last stall and stopped. The door was only partly closed, but he still couldn’t see in. He listened closely, straining to hear, wanting to make sure he didn’t walk in and freak out some random guy trying on pants. He didn’t hear anything… wait, was that breathing?

He stepped up to the door and slowly pushed it open, and sitting there on the little bench, facing Mike squarely, was Amy, with her hand between her wideopen legs, slowly but very obviously masturbating. She looked up at him with those dazzling green eyes, heavylidded with arousal, and smiled. A splash of scaldinghot water doused his body. His dick felt like it was going to explode. And she just continued to touch her sweet, pink pussy for him, not breaking eye contact except to look down at the obvious bulge in his pants.

Strictly speaking, this was not part of the game.

“Uuuuh…” Mike offered. Amy giggled distractedly. “Oops. You found me,” she said.

Mike’s hand made its way to his crotch without asking for his input, and he started squeezing and stroking it. Amy giggled again, and put her fingers in her mouth. Now Mike was just gripping his cock like a bludgeon.

Amy stretched her legs out in front her, giving Mike a view of her cute little splayedout toes, and stood up with a sigh. She came right up to him, standing very close, and added her hand to his on his aching dick and balls.

“I guess you win this round,” she said, looking up into his eyes. He wanted to lean down and kiss her right there. He was contemplating just that when they heard footsteps coming their way. Mike almost shit his pants. He knew they had to jump into the stall but his mind was more on the ball than his body, which tried to run in three directions at once. He was in the process of sorting here from there when Emily came around the corner and spotted them.

“Aaahhh, there you are! Dammit!” Emily stagewhispered, hands up by her mouth. “All right Mike, you won this round. Come on, let’s go find the others.”

Mike and Amy gave each other a long look, neither eager to stop what they had been doing, but there was more game to play. Mike and Emily assumed their positions, him in front of Amy and Emily behind. Damn, I should’ve gotten behind her, he thought. Now he wouldn’t be able to look at Amy’s amazing fat ass sashaying back and forth. Oh, well. There would be plenty more opportunities.

As the three of them walked singlefile, Emily whistled repeatedly, hoo hoo, hoo hoo, directing her calls to the left, to the right. They proceeded slowly, peering around corners. Luckily they hadn’t run into any shoppers yet, although it was only a matter of time. As he crept along, Mike heard giggles and whispers behind him. What were they talking about back there? He felt like he was the butt of a joke, but he was probably just being paranoid.

Mike, Amy, and Emily stopped by a wall covered in denim pants, and soon Josie and Sarah joined them. Sarah looked ready to jump out of her skin. Josie just stared at Amy and licked her lips appreciatively, asking, “Where were you? Who found you?” Amy returned the stare with a mischievous little grin and replied, “Mike found me getting a little frisky in the men’s fitting room section.” Josie’s eyebrows raised in a delighted shock. “Jesus, that’s hot!”

“Okay, round two, everyone,” Emily said, looking at each of them in turn. “Since Mike found Amy, he’s got immunity. Everyone ready?” Everyone nodded, Josie eagerly, Sarah resolutely, Amy just impossibly relaxed. “Cool. Time to up the ante,” she said, with a grin that was somehow both devilish and angelic at the same time.

They spread out a bit, with Amy just barely visible in the center, and they all moved a couple aisles closer to the middle of the store. Amy’s job was now to inch the others along, and their job was to keep her mostly blocked from view. Amy pretended to shop, casually picking out articles of clothing and inspecting them, but it was all just an excuse to keep playing. The others followed suit, frequently glancing around to see if anyone was coming. So far, so good.

Mike caught Josie’s eye, who beamed at him like this was the best day of her life. His face did the meltingwax thing again, and she laughed under her breath at him. His eyes kept finding their way back to Amy’s luscious body, her tiddies bouncing freely, hanging when she leaned forward, her slimthick thighs flexing as she held pants up to gauge the fit. He noticed Sarah looking at him, but as soon as he looked back she turned away, blushing.

Suddenly he heard soft footsteps on the carpeting, and he swiveled around to find a woman, probably in her late thirties, coming down the aisle toward them, looking at the clothes. She must not have spotted Amy behind Mikeshe didn’t even really look in their direction. Mike’s thudding heart thudded harder. He hadn’t expected a stranger to get so close to them already.

As discretely as possible, Mike turned to look at the others just in time to see them turn the corner and enter the next aisle, now that much closer to the center of the store. He caught a brief, tantalizing glimpse of Amy’s body as they passed, casually strolling around nude in a major clothing outlet. Mike freaked, wanting to run to catch up with them but not wanting to draw attention.

He pushed the shirts apart, pretending to look at one of them, while sneaking a peak at the woman: she still hadn’t looked over at him. Good. He turned and walked out of the aisle, looking for the girls. Like Emily said, he had immunity for this round, but he still didn’t want to be far away in case things happened faster than he expected them to. But where the hell were they?

He quickwalked past a couple aisles and saw a guy in one of them. Shit. This game was getting riskier by the minute. He realized that the girls might have chosen this time of day because they expected the number of customers to increase as the game continued. He picked up the pace, eyes darting back and forth, searching.

He found them by the shoe section, Emily, Sarah, and Josie gathered in a fairly tight huddle. They all seemed to be looking down. Mike sped up, and as he approached he realized what was happening:

Amy was trying on a pair of shoes.

Sarah looked mortified, covering her beetred face and looking around to see if anyone had noticed. It seemed her case of nerves had returned, after all. Emily and Josie were trying hard to suppress their laughter, but the way they kept snorting and giggling threatened to draw more attention than if they had been laughing at full volume. Amy had a sly little smile on her face, clearly milking the situation for all it was worth, pretending there was no reason why she shouldn’t take her leisurely time checking out sneakers.

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