I am out for the day, it is a sunny day, pleasantly warm. I am wearing a thin summer dress, a white lacy bra with matching panties.
I also wear a vibrating egg. The egg is gently humming inside my damp pussy.
After walking around the shops , enjoying window shopping. I find a terrace where I plan on a long , leisurely lunch. I was supposed to be here with a friend but she had cried off that morning and I just did not feel like being at home. The lock down finished a month or so ago and I just craved to outside.
I order a glass of wine and engage in a spot of "people watching"
I feel so relaxed and am starting to get rather wet in my panties. I press my thighs a little harder together to move the egg slightly. My face is getting blushed and I briefly think how shocked some of my friends would be if they knew my secret desire to be humiliated.
These thoughts do no help me and I am feeling really horny now.
I spot 2 men at a nearby table. The both are slightly tanned and looks like they are on holiday.
I drop my gaze slightly and wonder if the bulge in their troussers really is what I think it is. They occasionally look in my direction, making me feel so turned.on.
I try to distract myself so get my mobile out and log in to zity.
There I see a message from a fellow member I gave been corresponding with.
As I reply to his latest message, chat gram pops up.
" hello wet girl, how are you?"
I respond that I am enjoying a day off and am out for a spot of lunch
He asks me what I'm wearing. I describe my outfit as accurately as possible. Including the egg.
"Is it remote? " I reply it is. "Why don't you put the remote, somewhere you can see it" I briefly think, how does he know it is inside my bag? But like a good girl I do as I am asked.
We have a little more small talk. Than my order arrives so I explain my lunch has arrived and I will need to log off.
"Ok say he" and I log out and start eating my lunch
I am now really horny and briefly wonder if I should put the remote away again but having it on the table is really hot. I decide to leave it there.
The waiter comes over with a new glass of wine. I explain I did not order it. I see the waiter glance at the remore and I am sure he is eying my breast up. He must be able to see my erect nipples through the thin material.
He leans over and in husky voice says. This wine is for a wet girl. I go deep red. How .... what.... pardon?
He smiles and winks at me. Takes the remote and makes an adjustment. Turning up the intensity
I am so humiliated , yet It us making me so wet.
He says in slightly louder voice. You better log back in
And with an evil smile he walks away.
I look round but can not spot anytjing or anyone acting strange.
I pick up my phone and with trepidation log back in to zity.
There in chatgram another of a regular sir is logged in and messaged me. Hi wet girl. Take of your panties, without moving from your chair. Oh that really is making me blush. I can not even bring myself to reply. But I do reluctantly, yet willingly what I am asked. Somehow I manage to take them of and put them in my bag.
I look at chatgram and see my next instruction.
Open your legs and maybe people may see your wet pussy and how horny You are. I slowly open my legs a little. I know waiters know I am following someone's order, it can not have been a coincidence that waiter said wet girl to me.
Every time he walks past my table He presses a button on the remote. He stops and asks if everything was ok, I stammer it was a lovely meal.
Shit. My next instruction pops up. When the waiter brings me my pudding I am to give him my panties.
WHAT that can not be right. I can't.
I answer. Ok sir but I know I can mot do this.
The waiter comes with my pudding but he does not walk away. He keeps waiting, he winks and whispers. You better do as you are told. My juices are dripping down my leg as I hand them my panties. He looks round
No one is looking so he sniffs them and says how lovely I a look with such a deep red face. He turns round and walks over to the table with the two men. He hands them my panties. I feel the egg change rhythm. Shit
The waiter somehow took my remote without noticing, and has given it to the two men!!!!
Chatgram pops up with both my " sirs" and they tell me not to cum or I will regret it.
I fail the humiliation is too intense bite on my napkin as I cum.
As soon as I recover one of the men stands up walks over to me and before I know what is happening I am across his knee. He smacks my bottom firmly through my dress twice and puts me back on my chair.
I can only stammer thank you sir.
He grabs my hand and leads me over to their table.
I sit between the two men and they proceed to tell me off for cumming in public, without permission.
You will need to be punished wet girl.
I agree and say I know.
I go with them inside and the waiter comes over. My room is upstairs he tells the older of the two men. Feel free to teach her ( he nods in my direction) a lesson. I am on my break soo and may join you if you don't mind.
I am so humiliated, they are talking about me as if I am their toy. And I realise that is exactly what I am.
Upstairs in the room I get put across the younger gents lap. My skirt is lifted and I count 6 smart smacks
Than the older gent does the same.
I am ordered on my knees and give both men a blow job. Swallowing their cum.
Than the waiter walks in and whilst I blow him too I hear the sound of a camera.
After swallowing every drop. I am informed the picture of me on all 4s giving the waiter a blowjob. And my juices dripping from my wet pussy will be posted on zity so other men xan comment on what they think of their wet girl.