“Get them out, right now”, Roman says calmly to his girlfriend Zoey as they sit al fresco in a coffee shop.
The couple is on vacation in Europe, on a cobbled street, they sit outside enjoying the morning birds tweeting and the lazy start to their day.
“What? no, no, I can’t!”, she giggles, glancing around her at the other customers enjoying the morning sunshine and their overpriced coffee.
“Remember all of the training we did? Now, do it, right now”, Roman said again, this time more sternly.
Zoey giggles takes one last glance around her, takes a deep breath in, and in a quick swift movement brings her loose shirt over her chest, exposing her braless full tits before quickly pulling her shirt down and smiling in triumph.
“Good girl”, he says in his husky voice, taking a sip of his milky coffee.
Zoey looks around her, it doesn’t seem like anybody saw her do it, except for maybe the man on the table next to them who seems far too invested in his phone than he was before.
This is new to her but she loves flashing her tits in public, it’s something Roman has been training her for and lately, he has been putting all of that training to the test and really pushing her limits. It’s freeing, risky, and being so exotic really turns her on, she can’t help but feel like one of the sluts she reads about in her smutty novels.
Hand in hand the couple leave the coffee shop, Zoey can feel her panties moistening and knows today she is in for a treat with Roman. They walk along to a small bridge and watch the cars going past, Zoey rests her head on Romans’ shoulder and he stiffens.
“Flash”, he simply says. Zoey glances up at him, about to protest but she chooses to listen instead of being defiant. She turns her head towards the road and gently lifts up her shirt, flashing everyone below her gorgeous full breasts. She stays like that for a few moments, horns blaring and lights flash, she takes it all in before lowering her top and gasping for air.
“That was incredible”, she says through heavy breaths.
Roman simply smiles and takes her hand, leading her back to the hotel room where he is going to make her a very happy girl indeed.
Zoey is soaked as he peels off her panties, they cling to her lips from the wetness, and she giggles, she loves how horny being so naughty makes her. Roman lifts her onto the bed and spreads her legs, his mouth parting as he begins sucking on her wet mound, her clit circling around his tongue as he sucks enthusiastically on her pretty cunt. She wriggles and moans beneath him, letting his tongue take her to another place, the sensations around her body transport her to a place of beauty, where her entire being feels as if it’s being caressed and sucked. She feels her orgasm brewing and she knows she is about to cum, she warns Roman and he continues sucking, knowing full well he is about to get showered in her cum and suddenly she erupts, her cum squirting out of her and soaking Roman and the sheets beneath them, she screams loudly as her orgasm ripples through her and makes her shake uncontrollably, Roman continues sucking on her until she can longer take it and she catches her breath, thanking him over and over.
She notices his boner as he stands up and cleans her cum from his face and she wants it more now than ever, spreading her legs wide and tempting him in and it works, he lowers himself on top of her, slowly inching his cock in before thrusting himself faster into her, pulling her top up to reveal her tits and sucking on them enthusiastically. Many people had seen her tits today but he was the only one to get to suck and grope them. His cock buries deep inside of her and she moans gratefully as he plunges his cock faster and faster into her tight hole before suddenly filling her with his own cream.
The pair recover in bed, their cum melting together before Roman stands up and takes Zoey to the large window that looks down onto the busy street, anyone looking up could see them perfectly, and standing behind her, he gently begins lifting Zoey’s top-up, taking all control away from her and making her stand there with her perfect tits out for the world to see. A few moments pass and Zoey would have pulled her top down if it was up to her but he continues holding it up, knowing many people would have seen her like this by now. Zoey breathes loudly, getting off hard on being a flasher, she feels their mixed cum dribbling down their legs and she feels as if she could just cum without any stimulation at this very moment, and just as she feels close, Roman pulls her shirt back down and pinches her ass.
“You are such a good girl”, he says, turning to the bed and leaving Zoey there looking down at her admirers.
“Come on, I have another place for you to see”, Roman says, breaking Zoey out of her trance.
The pair head to Roman’s favorite restaurant, filled with rich patrons, expensive food, and decor that looked as if it just come straight out of a museum, it was spectacular, one of those places on everyone’s bucket list.
Zoey remarks on the food, it is the nicest she has ever tasted. Roman watches her, enjoying her sweetness, remarking on what a beautiful woman she is and he wants to remember this moment forever.
“Lift”, he says, putting a piece of melt-in-your-mouth steak into his mouth.
“What? No! God, I can’t do it here Roman!”, Zoey says blushing and looking at the busy tables nearby.
“Lift it up now or I will stand you up, pull up your skirt and spank you in front of everyone”, Roman says calmly yet with a sternness to his voice that told Zoey that he wasn’t playing around.
Zoey gulped, took a deep breath, looked around, and slowly pulled her shirt up, flashing her tits across to Roman in this busy upmarket restaurant. He stared into her eyes, daring her to continue and she did, meeting his eyes as she held up top up against her collarbones.
She knew the table of old men across from them were staring, they probably hadn’t seen a pair of tits so perfect in years. Roman didn’t break eye contact with her as he picked up another piece of buttery steak. Zoey felt herself getting hot and Roman suddenly nodded, Zoey didn’t put down her shirt, she waited a few more seconds before pulling it down and continuing eating. The pair smiled at one another, their thoughts all over their faces, no words were needed. That was the most daring flash Zoey had ever done and she worried there would be a wet patch on the fabric chair beneath her from how turned on she was.
Nobody said anything to them but the old men on the table beside them did send a bottle of something expensive over, much to Zoey’s delight…
