Releasing your inner slut - Chapter 26

I reveled in the attention, strutting down the streets like a peacock displaying its plumage. The wind whistled around me, lifting the hem of my skirt ever so slightly, revealing a glimpse of my bare thighs and naked, wet cunt. I shivered in delight, enjoying the forbidden thrill of flashing strangers my pussy. It was an unexpected rush — one that only increased my already insatiable appetite for sexual adventure.

As I sauntered down the busy city street, I spotted a sleek, upscale bar nestled between a quaint coffee shop and a trendy art gallery. It was the perfect spot to indulge my newfound desires. I paused though realizing I had no ID yet to match my new persona and also the fact that I was now an 18 year woman. Suddenly I smiled I realized I was even more than that.

I was an erotic and curvy 18 year old fuck doll, my looks and sexy persona were all the invitation for me to go anywhere. After heft my tits up and thrusting them out further, I sauntered up to the tall and muscular bouncer as he looked at me and asked for my ID in a deep and stern voice.

"Oh...I think I forgot it!" I said with my finger twirling at the hem of my skirt. "But I have another way of proving my age." I said as I lifted my tiny skirt and exposed my juicy wet snatch to him.

His eyes went wide as he chuckled and unbuckled the velvet rope to allow me to walk in while a few other jealous bitches called me a slut, whore and tramp. I turned and smiled as I looked at the burly bouncer again.

"Thanks baby!" I cooed as I licked my lips and winked at him. "I owe you a piece of this next time!" I said as I pointed to my crotch and quickly entered the club.