It was a gorgeous evening. The sun was starting to set, coloring all the trees into a beautiful golden shade and turning the sky into the perfect mixture of light pink and yellow. Mona turned to look at the sea and took her phone out to take a picture of the beautiful moment. Warm wind was playing with the hem of her sheer white summer dress and twirling her long copper hair. She took a few photos and kept walking on the pier. There weren’t many people there, a few joggers, and one couple walking hand in hand. And at the end of the pier there was a guy, in his late forties, wearing a white blouse and neat trousers, focused on his iPhone. 

Mona looked at the man for a few seconds and smiled to herself. One more businessman who doesn’t seem to be aware of all the beautiful things around him. “That’s exactly what this world needs more of,” she thought sarcastically. Mona sat on a bench twenty feet before the end of the pier, and the guy was standing there frowning at his phone. She was breathing lightly, enjoying the ocean view all around her. The sky showed even more amazing colors than a few minutes ago, so Mona took her phone back from her purse. She took a couple of pictures of the pier and the sea. Then she turned the front camera on and took a couple of summer evening selfies.

The way her long, wavy hair slid across her shoulders made her smile at herself, looking from the phone’s camera. She admired her collarbones and beautiful, round breasts that were only half covered in the small white dress she was wearing. The sheer fabric gave away that she wasn’t wearing any underwear; her nipples showed clearly through the smooth material. Realizing this made her giggle quietly to herself and feel a little tingle down between her thighs.

Mona looked carefully around her. On the left, there were a couple of joggers running in the opposite direction. On the right, the iPhone man was still focused on his phone and didn’t seem to realize there even was anyone around him. Mona felt her cheeks flush. She had been thinking about this many times. Being outside, in public. The thought had made her heat up like nothing before. The thought of touching herself in a public place, the fear—and maybe hope—of someone seeing… Mona took a deep breath. Her whole body was heating up, wanting her to finally do it.

She knew she couldn’t back out anymore. Her body had decided already that she was going to go through with this. Her hand slid slowly on her thigh, moving the short hem of her dress up little by little until she stopped just before her hips. She spread her legs just a little bit… and a little bit more. She knew that there was now a straight view under her dress and onto her smooth, shaved pussy that was craving for attention. 

***  

Damien frowned at his phone and let out a sigh. He had been burying himself in his work for too long after his divorce. For a moment, he thought of throwing the phone as far into the sea as he could and just leaving everything behind. He didn’t, of course. Instead, he sighed again and looked up from the phone. “I need a break,” he thought to himself. He looked at the beautiful sunset and let his eyes move from the sea to the pier he was standing on. Something made him startle a little. Out of the corner of his eye, Damien saw that on the nearby bench, there was a young woman sitting. When did she even arrive there? How deep had he been into his work things?

Damien let his gaze go back to the girl while still pretending to look at his phone. She was gorgeous. Her hair was all fire and sun, flowing down her back and shoulders. Her body was sexy as hell, and Damien couldn’t help but notice that she was wearing the smallest dress that he had ever seen. He could see her round breasts pushing against the sheer material. She had to be at least half of his age. Maybe even younger. Damien forced his eyes back to the useless phone in his hand. The girl was too young for him to be looking at her like that.

***  

“This has to be the most exciting thing I have ever done,” Mona thought while feeling the warm summer breeze caress her thighs and pussy lips. She could feel her nipples getting harder under the light fabric of her dress. She fought the urge to rub them, twist them between her fingers, and make them rock hard by pulling them. Even the thought of doing that right there, so close to a strange man, sent shivers down her spine, and she could feel her pussy throbbing between her legs. She had never been so horny and excited in her 19-year-long life.

Mona took a quick look at the man standing at the end of the pier. His eyes seemed to be glued to the phone, so Mona dared to take a better look. He was definitely a lot older than her but still very handsome. He had a short beard and dark eyes. He had some grey in his dark hair, which made him look very sexy. Mona couldn’t tell if he even knew she was there.

She knew she couldn’t stop there. Her pussy was sending signals all over her body to take the situation further. She was getting so heated about the excitement of the public flashing that her head was getting a bit dizzy. She hadn’t even noticed that her left hand had slid up and started to slightly stroke her nipples. She moved her fingers softly around those already quite hard nipples, only letting them be touched lightly. A small sigh got out of her lips, and she moved her hips a bit to get closer to the edge of the bench. She spread her thighs as wide as she could, knowing very well that if the man hadn’t seen her pussy yet, now he absolutely would. Mona’s fingers started to move faster on her nipples, rubbing them with more pressure. She felt them get harder and more sensitive under her touch. At that moment, she knew she had lost all control of the situation. Her body was making the choices now. 

***  

Damien was working hard not to look at the girl on the bench, but the only thing he could think of was to get another look at those gorgeous breasts and that sexy young thing showing them off. He tried to fight it, but then the other side of him won. The side that was thinking, “Why would she wear that ridiculously small piece of clothing if she didn’t want people to look at her?”

Damien moved his gaze from the phone slowly. His eyes met a view he couldn’t have envisioned in his dirtiest fantasies. And he had plenty of those. The girl had spread her thighs so wide that Damien could see straight to her smooth little pussy. Her other hand was rubbing her breasts, and Damien saw her nipples pointing hard under the sheer dress. The expression on her beautiful face was full of heat, and her mouth was slightly open. She was looking at the sea, and Damien assumed she didn’t know he was actually looking at her. A quiet moan escaped her lips, and Damien had to bite his tongue to not let a horny grunt out of his lips.

He could feel the fabric of his neat pants tighten. The heat pounded in his head. He didn’t understand anything anymore. Was she showing it to him on purpose? Was she aware of him standing there? Without even noticing, he slid his hand down and rubbed gently over his manhood. He could feel it getting harder and trying to get out of the tight pants. Damien had always fantasized about public places. The thought had made him heat up like crazy, but he had never had the courage to actually do something. Now his fingers were already opening his zipper, and he wasn’t going to stop them. “I must be out of my mind.” 

***  

Mona’s body was getting in such a heat that she had never experienced anything like that. She had completely lost every sane thought she might have had in her head. Her body was answering to her touch, and she wanted so much more. 

Mona let the thin straps of the dress fall down her shoulders until both of her breasts were out. The evening wind made her skin shiver a little, and her nipples were so hard they were almost painful. She moved her right hand down her stomach until it found her pussy lips. She let her fingers softly go through her folds. She was dripping wet. A small moan got out of her mouth when her fingers found her clit. At that same moment, Mona’s eyes moved to the man standing close to her. She was expecting to see him frowning at his phone, but this time his dark eyes were looking straight at her. The heat in his eyes was like dark fire. Mona gasped and let her eyes move down. She wasn’t the only one touching themself. The cock in his hand was massive and hard as a rock. Mona hadn’t seen anything like that before. She couldn’t take her eyes off it. She felt her pussy throbbing and getting so wet that her juices were dripping down her butt.

She pushed two fingers inside her while her other hand was busy pulling and twisting her nipples. She let out a louder moan, now looking straight at the stranger’s eyes. Mona’s fingers were moving fast in and out of her pussy; she was getting ready to go over the edge. And then someone sat next to her on the bench. 

To be continued...