1. Dress Off: Sasha vs Tara (Part 2)


    Date: 3/1/2017, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: staceyshackleton, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    was now touching every part of her body, and while Sasha had never been exactly prudish in her choice of beach or running attire, there were certainly some areas that had not seen direct sunlight in a very long time. Had anyone cared to look at Sasha's otherwise beautiful brown hair, they'd have also noticed the way it glistened in the warm afternoon air. Nobody did notice that however. There were plenty of other attractions to contend with further down the exhibit that was Sasha Sinclair, and those attractions were having an opening matinee performance destined for rapturous reviews. Nobody in the crowd around them was doing much to help, either; crowds can be like that of course. It did occur to Tara, though, that the wedding party on the other side of the Cathedral doors should really be informed of this unseemly disturbance. Tara stepped back, savouring every moment of Sasha’s complete, stark naked humiliation, before banging loudly with a fist on the Cathedral doors, and then nonchalantly walking away, whistling a tune as she contemplated what to do with the rest of her now perfect afternoon. Sasha tried to move her legs one small step at a time, constrained by her inability to bring her feet closer together, and she looked at the crowd for any assistance whatsoever. None was forthcoming, and the crowd was already wondering why this beautiful but shameless woman didn’t simply close her legs and cover her breasts, unable to see the irresistible electromagnetism at ...
    play. As she tried to edge her way from the Cathedral entrance, she heard the great doors swing open in response to Tara’s knocking, and then, immediately after, the cries of surprise from the guests within that announced the arrival onto the steps outside of the highest and mightiest of the City’s elite. Sasha Sinclair, topless, bottomless, unable to cover anything, and now with a simple helpless, nervous smile on her face, looked out at her admiring audience. “Ah. Hi everyone!” ******* Stacey Shackleton arrived back at her apartment at 7:00 p.m., dumping the groceries she’d bought on the kitchen counter. Kicking off her shoes, she threw herself onto her new couch, still trying to find the most comfortable spot on it after nearly a week of ownership. Stacey sighed as the efforts of the day slowly faded away, and she contemplated switching on the television to take in some junk viewing. She also thought that she should probably get out and about; as a newcomer to a new city she should really be scouting out the local nightspots and finding the in-crowd. It was fair to say, though, that Stacey Shackleton had had more than enough of being out in public of late. It was as she was toying with the idea of reaching for the TV remote that she noticed the slim black laptop hidden in plain sight on the black coffee table in front of her. She looked at the laptop for a long time, before she slowly reached forward and flipped the lid up. The screen flashed into life as she fixed it in ...
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