Task 6 – Fast Food Pleasure

I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. The dress I was wearing barely covered anything, clinging to my curves and leaving little to the imagination. And underneath it all, a small vibrator was buzzing away inside me.

"This is ridiculous," I muttered to myself. "I can't believe I agreed to this."

But the truth was, I had agreed. One of my fans on Patreon had requested that I complete this task and, well, his generous donations were what kept me afloat each month. So, in order to show my appreciation and keep the money coming in, I had said yes.

This was the task given to me:

“Wearing just a light dress and a G-string, walk to a nearby fast food/diner with an activated vibrator inserted in you. You need to walk there order, eat and then walk back. You cannot turn off the vibrator until you have returned home. Would be interesting to see how many times you cum :)”

I decided on the Chick-Fil-A close by, the walk wasn’t too far, just across the street from my apartment, the closer the better I thought to myself. Also, I didn’t want a sit-down restaurant where I’d have a server, I’d have to keep a straight face with, constantly bothering me with drink refills and questions.

With a sudden smack on the floor, the vibrator was sitting on the ground, wet and vibrating as it slipped out of my pussy. So, I picked out the only G-string I had, a fishnet G-string from wicked temptations that I got from a panty pack grab bag sale, the other were crotchless and basically worthless for the task. It was a good thing it happened here and not out in public for all to see, I think I would have died from embarrassment if it had.

I slipped the vibrator back in, put on the G-string, the small material barely holding it in place and the string up my ass making me feel practically naked wearing it. There was no more time to procrastinate, it was time to go out and do the task.

I grabbed a small backpack, since, well, no pockets and headed out for the short walk, words I would later regret. As I got outside it was a beautiful day, sunny with only a few clouds in the sky and not super-hot either. Once I got to the intersection which was a short walk from my apartment, that’s when things started to get intense. So many lanes and such a wide intersection, I didn’t think how windy it would be.

The cool breeze instantly hardened my nipples, reminding me not only that I was braless but how thin the dress was. My nipples poked and strained against the material, I couldn’t imagine the view others were going to get let alone what I was seeing and what they would think.

The walk across the road felt like miles, every step threatened to expose the barely existent material underneath. Wind blew by and up my bare legs from the open area and the cars blazing by. There was no real way to hold it down and I wasn’t really as experienced wearing dresses like this. Holding from the sides would threaten to expose me in the front of back and holding from the back or front was just embarrassing and made me feel more exposed as if the dress had blown up.

Like I was acknowledging to everyone how short and inappropriate the dress was and how easily I could be exposed. I could only imagine the thoughts of the drivers that I walked past, between thoughts of how slutty I must have looked to how they wished they could catch a glimpse of what was underneath. It wasn’t until I made it to the end that a guy in an old brown Oldsmobile was waiting for me to cross, we made eye contact and I blushed with the smile on his face as he watched me.

I was so scared of being exposed I barely felt the vibrator buzzing still inside of me till I reached the other side and caught my breath. I thought I had run a mile from how fast my heart was beating although it probably had been a couple of hundred feet.

With a quick breeze and a loud car horn startling me, my hands instinctively flew back to my butt thinking I had been exposed and someone saw, but the material was still there clinging to my ass and I blushed a deep red from my overreaction.

The fear, the humiliation, the possible exposure and feeling practically naked were stimulating me more than the vibrator ever could, I could feel myself starting to get wetter just from the mental stimulation.

It took me a moment to realize my hands were still on my butt holding my dress down and I took a breath, put my hands to my sides and continued to walk to my destination which was still across the small parking lot. Walking across the hot sun-soaked asphalt, I felt the heat rising up my legs and under my dress, something I never experienced before, it almost felt sensual.

Ding!

I walked through the front door and something hit me that I hadn’t thought about. It was such a popular place for my college that I worried that someone I know could have been there and may recognize me.

The inside of the restaurant sent a cold chill through my body, the AC making a huge difference from the outside, I felt like I wasn’t wearing a thing, the air cutting right through the fabric like it didn’t exist at all. Waiting in line for my turn, I kicked myself at not just mobile ordering as my imagination started to go wild with dirty thoughts. Standing there, naked with everyone else clothed and all of their eyes on me, people from my class pointing me out, never seeing me in a dress before. My legs starting to get wobbly as the vibrator felt stronger than it had before but knowing it’s settings had not changed.