Flashing and Stroking

One of the best ways I've found to get off is to show myself off. I am not trying to sound full of myself, but I am well aware of how good I look and how badly others want me. It's a very powerful feeling and sometimes it's even annoying. You get hit on all the time, or people act really awkwardly around you. You get attention from a lot of people you don't want attention from. I must say, though, that I really enjoy showing myself off in public and it's a way for me to take control of the situation. I show off to boys and girls alike. More often than not, I do it with skirts. On rare occasion I will wear a see-through black shirt I have that you can see my nipples through in any brightly lit area. I save that one for going out at night for obvious reasons. Typically I go to stores, or I go to the mall (which is preferable). I will walk in wearing nothing too skimpy. I wear a short skirt, sometimes tight, sometimes not, and I get near the people I want to see me. I usually pick attractive, young people who are alone. One time there was this man looking at DVDs. I was in the same aisle as him and extremely horny. I opened my legs as I squatted down to "read the back of a DVD". My legs were wide open facing him and he caught a full view of my pussy lips swallowing the gusset of my tiny pink thong. I continued to look at the DVD and could tell he was looking. It started as glances but soon he was just staring. I turned my body and leaned forward. I wasn't wearing a bra and my shirt was low-cut enough that if I did this you could see my puffy pink nipples (I checked to make sure before I went out). He was definitely looking at my tits and when I looked him in the eyes, he froze, and I looked down and saw his little boner. He looked away and turned red, and started to walk to another aisle. I followed him and asked if he liked what he saw. He turned and said sorry, still walking, and I continued after him. I said it was ok, and asked again if he liked it. He didn't say anything back so I just said I knew he was turned on because I saw he had an erection. He just nodded, standing there quite sheepishly now. This was what I loved: I have all the power in these situations. He was keeping his body turned away from me--I assume, to hide his erection--and I asked if he could help me find something. He agreed and I took him back to the DVD section. There are cameras all over this, and probably any big store you go into. They're usually quite obvious which leads me to believe there are others that are less obvious, but whatever. The reason I went to the DVD section at this store was because it was blocked on one side by a huge shelf that went down the middle of the store. The rest was basically enclosed aisles and shelves high enough that you can't be seen at particular angles. I took him by the hand and led him back, squatting once again. I started picking movies off the bottom shelf to see what he thought about them. I'd hold one up and ask him. He was taking glances up my skirt as I acted oblivious. I leaned over to show him my tits and he was still looking. I looked at him dead in the eyes, which he couldn't hold, and then I looked around. Seeing no one, I slipped my thong off and stood back up. He seemed suddenly alert after seeing my pussy and kept looking around--probably for one or both of his parents. His little boner was still rock hard, and he tried to cover it up putting his hands in his pockets, and it was not working. I took him to the clothing department, and he was nervous to be around the women's clothing section. I made him stand facing one of the racks full of clothes. I walked around to the other side and reached between the clothes for his pants. I am not sure he knew what was about to happen, and I think he was too shy to ask, but I quickly undid his pants and got his cock out. He was about to pull back but I had him by the waistband and told him someone would see him if he didn't stand still. I looked around. There was plenty of people around but no one seemed to be paying attention to us at the moment. I grabbed hold of his little dick and heard him gasp. With one arm I began to stroke him. With the other, I feigned as if I were looking at this dress or that. The motion my arm was making was probably a dead giveaway to anyone who looked, though. I didn't care, I wanted to make this guy cum. He stood there, breathing deeply, as I pulled on his dick. I couldn't jack him normally, so I pulled towards myself and squeezed the tip with my fingers as I pulled. This actually helped keep him in position, though it looked like he was fucking a rack of clothes, now. I pulled my shirt open, showing him my titty, as I bit my lip and looked into his eyes. With his breathing, I assumed he was about to cum as he stared at my nipple. I began stroking him harder and soon he filled the palm of my hand with a little puddle of cum. He came down from his orgasm and I let go of his small dick. He did himself back up and wasn't able to look me in the eyes, but muttered something about thanks. I said wait, and he looked back, and I licked his cum out of my hand and swallowed it. He looked like he was about ready to go again, and I took my pink thong and slipped it down into his pocket. The whole event, from meeting him to stroking him, probably went only 10 or 15 minutes. I told him to have fun with the thong and I immediately left the store out of fear I had gone too far in too public a place and I haven't been back to that store for about four months now. This is one of like, two times I've actually done stuff while flashing. The other was a girl around my age and I'll write about that next time.