Sometimes I like to dress up. Shock effect is the actual th.. (OnlyFans)

Sometimes I like to dress up.  Shock effect is the actual thing I’m going for sometimes.  I am odd that way.  I plan on wearing this dress tonight.  I had to search for these pictures.  I knew I took them a few years ago but wasn’t sure where I put them.  I had this dress given to me by a friend.  He wanted me to wear it out with him.  No problem, I like these kinds of dresses.  If people stare even better, I stare back.  If they wink, I wink back.  Show me their dick I lift my dress.  I’m that kind of girl.  He was braver than he thought.  He got super uncomfortable with all the glares and stares.  I was in heaven. That shit is right up my alley.  I am very aware that it upsets some people, but it also makes others very happy.  We went to some super upscale bar/restaurant.   One of those $200 a plate of pure terrible food kind of places.  Why would you ever eat that shit when you can have a burger?  He got even more uncomfortable when I flashed him a nip now and then.  To the point, we left because he was so nervous about me.  That’s all I needed to know about him.  If you are more concerned about yourself and other people than you are with me, we aren’t friends.  I know guys who are absolutely mortified by my choice of wardrobe occasionally but they roll with it and if need be they stick up for me.  I am very self aware of my pension for wearing questionable outfits.  I made a decision long ago that I will wear what I want, not what other people think I should wear.  I understand it makes men, and women, look.  I like to be looked at.  Sexually.  I always have.  I want people to see me and think “holy fuck I want to stick in balls deep repeatedly.”  I find zero wrong with that.  I look at people and think what I would like to do to them with my pussy.  Or what I would like them to do to me, depending on who it is.  Does it happen?  Rarely, but what is the harm?  You looked at me or I looked at you.  I find you attractive, that’s why I looked.  It’s a fucking compliment, for fuck’s sake.  Now, I’m not talking about following people around stores and peeking around corners at them, though full disclosure, I have done that.  I am not talking about walking up to strangers and telling them I would love to drain their balls down my throat.  That would be weird, and their wives or girlfriends tend to get upset.  But it is in bounds to think about it.  I get it, some people are uncomfortable being looked at.  It makes them nervous.  I’m uncomfortable wearing clothes, I can’t breathe in them.  I wear them anyway so quit your bitching and put something fucking sexy on and strut your shit like you own it.  Anyway, where was I?  Oh yeah, I’m wearing this dress tonight.  Yay for me!  If I don’t at the very minimum get a load on my tits, I will consider it a complete failure and failure is not an option tonight.