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Me - The Exhibitionist Slut

byanonymal©

Me -The exhibitionist slut.

Introduction

I'd heard that national nude day was coming up soon, and realised that I had never been anything like naked outside. I'd never even thought about it. The closest I ever got to being naked or exposed out of closed doors was at the beach, in my bikini. But there, it was different, there was nothing to worry about, all the girls were in their bikinis. Some even went topless at the beach, but I never did. I'm not embarrassed about my body or anything -- quite proud of it in fact. I'm a nice height, just on 5' 4'', with, I've been told, 'a very slim, sexy figure'. I'm particularly proud of my ass. All the boyfriends I've ever had (well, all two of them) have always said how great my ass was, which I thought was a little odd as my friends all said that their boyfriends preferred breasts. Mine are fairly small I would say, although I've heard people say any more than a handful is a waste. I've certainly got a decent handful, so I'm quite happy with that.

So, back to nude day. I was thinking maybe I should give it a try. Not just strip off and walk down the street of course, just maybe try a little showing off, see if I like it. I have friends that like to show off for the guys and they seem to enjoy it, I think it gets them what they want. I would feel a bit uncomfortable doing it with them though. I'm only nineteen anyway so I guess there is plenty of time to try everything.

My first exposure

I was on my way home from shopping, not really buying, just looking. I didn't have my own car yet so I had to take the bus pretty much everywhere. Waiting at the bus station in town, there were a few girls around, who looked like they had been shopping like me, a few older people, maybe just left the office for the day, and a group of younger guys. They all looked slightly younger than me, maybe eighteen, and they all had skateboards with them. I guess they had come here for the skatepark in town. They were at the next bus shelter from me, so I assumed they wouldn't be getting on the same bus, but they kept looking over at me. I'm used to a fair amount of attention from guys, especially ones younger than me. The clothes I had chosen for my shopping trip were bound to bring a little bit of attention my way I suppose. I wore a fairly short pastel blue summer dress, which came down to about mid thigh, with shoulder straps at the top. It was low cut, making the most of my cleavage. Underneath I wore a white bra, and a white thong. I know the material of my dress is quite thin, so I couldn't wear any sort of French knickers or anything, as the lines would show. But in my thong, I knew that anyone looking would be able to get a good impression of my shapely ass through the thin material.

A double decker bus pulled into the station and parked in the bay I was waiting by. I was the first person to step on and as I bought my ticket I looked down the bus and noticed there weren't many people on there. I decided to go and sit upstairs, at the front if the seats were available. As I was turning up the spiral staircase, I noticed the group of guys getting onto the bus. I got to the top of the steps and after a brief look around went to sit on the seats at the very front. There was no one else at all on the top of the bus, which was fine with me, as I wanted to give my friend a call about a skirt I had seen today, without other people being able to listen in.

I had just settled into my seat when I heard footsteps on the stairs behind me. I didn't turn around but I could see a feint reflection in the window in front of me. It was the group of guys. I doubt they knew that I could see them as one pointed at me and mouthed something to his friend. They sat down a couple of seats behind me, just opposite where the stairs join the top deck.

I could hear them talking although they were trying to be quiet. They were all agreeing with each other how hot I was. I decided not to give my friend a call, partly because I didn't want those guys hearing my conversation and partly because I wanted to hear what else they would have to say about me.

I heard one of them say my ass looked really sexy in my dress, and another one say he would like to slap my ass. In my mind, I suddenly had a flashback to my thoughts about exhibitionism. My heart leapt into a much faster beat as I contemplated releasing my exhibitionist side for the first time and showing these guys a little more than they expected. There were so many thoughts and conflicting feelings running through my mind. On the one hand, I didn't know them and didn't think I had seen them before, so I might not ever see them again. On the other hand, what if they got off the bus at the same time as me and started following me? In the end, the thrill of the idea and my horniness at thinking about it won the debate. I decided to do it.

As the bus turned into my road, I knew there was only going to be a few minutes before my stop. With my heart pounding, I got up from my seat and turned around to look at the guys. They were all looking at me already. I plucked up all my courage and directed a question at the closest one.

"So, you guys think I'm hot, huh?" I said.

They looked surprised. The one I was looking at as I asked the question seemed too shy to say anything.

"Yeah, you have a fantastic ass," said another guy just behind him.

"Maybe you would like to see a little more of it?" I said as I gave them my cutest smile.

"Uhhh… yeah, we would love to," said one of the guys.

"Right then," I said.

I walked as confidently as I could on a moving bus up to the group or guys and turned around when I was directly in front of the nearest one. I reached down with both hands and grabbed the hem of my dress on either side. I slowly lifted my dress up, revealing my skimpy white thong to this group of guys. I had my dress right up around my waist then turned around to face them again.

They all had their eyes fixed on my crotch. My little thong was tight enough to show a light outline of my pussy lips and it was sheer enough for them to see my line of dark, neatly trimmed pubic hair. I kept my dress held up high and walked past all of them, then turned my back again at the top of the stairs. Resting one hand on the safety rail, I bent over and gave this group of complete strangers the view of a lifetime. I bent to about a right angle at my waist, keeping my long legs completely straight, and held the position for a few seconds. I could almost feel the guys staring at my ass, and at the thin strip of my thong that ran between my cheeks and over my asshole.

Still bent over, I pressed the bell to let the driver know I wanted the next stop then slowly stood up and let my dress fall back down over my ass. I smoothed it out and hurried down the stairs and off the bus. I was relieved to find that they had all stayed on.

As the bus pulled back into the road, I looked up from the pavement to see all the guys staring through the window at me. Some were clapping while others still had a look of complete astonishment on their faces. I gave them a wave and a smile and watched as the bus drove down the road, and out of sight.

My heart still pounding, and my mind going a million miles a minute, I hurried the few metres to my house and went inside. I quickly slid off my dress and put my hand inside my thong. I was so horny, and my pussy was sooo wet. I slumped back onto my sofa and fingered myself to a very quick, very satisfying orgasm. Thinking all the time about what had just happened, and where else my new found love of exhibitionism might take me.

At the beach

A few days later I decided to go to the beach. All my friends were in classes, so I went on my own. The beach isn't as much fun when I go on my own, as there is no one to play games with, but it is much more relaxing. I thought I would just stay for a couple of hours and enjoy a nice sunbathe.

The beach isn't far from my house, so I thought I would walk. I wore a wrap-around skirt, about knee length over the top of my favourite pink bikini, and a white top. My bikini was fairly small, but still did a good job of covering everything it needed to. The bottoms had a full back with strings that went around to the front section, and a fairly 'full' top, which covered most of my tits.

I got to the beach, found a nice spot on the sand and started laying out my towel. There weren't too many other people on the beach, which surprised me as it was a really nice day. As I stripped off my top and skirt, I had a look around. There was a couple about fifty metres to my right and someone else about the same distance to my left, but I couldn't see them behind their large sun umbrella. I put my clothes into a little pile next to my towel and lay down. I loved lying on the quiet beach - it was so peaceful. Lying there in the warm sun, listening to the small waves break against the sand, it wasn't long before I fell asleep.

When I woke up I had another look around to see if anyone else had arrived on the beach. They hadn't. I decided to go for a quick swim to cool myself down. As I walked towards the sea someone else came into view. I hadn't seen them from my towel spot as they were behind a rise in the sand. As I walked a little closer, I could see it was a man on his own. He was just lying on a towel, as I had been. A straight path from my towel to the sea took me within a few metres of him. I have to say I was impressed with his body. He wasn't muscular at all, but looked toned and a bit tanned. I tried not to look as he turned his head to face me. I'm pretty sure he was watching me as I walked past him and down to the sea. Just in case, I made sure I used my sexiest bikini walk. I reached the sea and waded in to a depth I could swim in. The sea was cool but not shockingly so when I first dipped my shoulders in. As I swam I kept glancing back up the beach at the man, and I was sure I caught him looking at me a couple of times.

After about ten minutes of swimming, I made my way back out of the water and up the beach. The current had taken me sideways a bit, so the straight path back to my towel would take me even closer to the man. As I walked up the beach I could see him looking at me. As I passed him he smiled and I smiled back and gave a little wave. I continued back up the beach to my towel and sat down. He was out of view now as I expected he would be, but I couldn't stop thinking about him. I sat there for a few minutes then decided I would go back down and introduce myself. I stood up and walked over the sand rise again. I was shocked at what I saw.

He had his shorts pulled down slightly, with his hard cock in his hand, and was wanking slowly. He was moving his hand in long strokes up and down his shaft. I was temporarily frozen to the spot, not knowing what to do. I was about to turn around and scamper back to my towel when he suddenly looked up and saw me looking at him. He quickly stuffed his cock back into his shorts and pulled them up.

"I… I'm really sorry," he stammered.

I didn't know what to say. I wasn't offended or anything, in fact I would have liked to stay there and watch him for a while longer. I decided to go for it.

"Actually, I was quite enjoying watching you," I said.

I started walking towards him again. I could feel myself getting turned on as I wondered what I was getting myself into. What was I about to do? I didn't know. I reached him and knelt down on the sand next to his towel.

"Why don't you carry on?" I asked.

He looked confused, and a little scared.

"Uhh, really?" he said.

"Sure, I've seen you anyway so there's nothing to hide. Who knows, if you let me watch you wank I might even give you a little show too," I giggled.

I couldn't believe how slutty I sounded. What exactly was I offering here? Was I really about to 'give him a show'? I didn't have time to change my mind. He reached into his shorts again and pulled out his cock. He was still hard and I couldn't help but stare. It wasn't huge, maybe 6" long, but it looked nice and thick and he had neatly trimmed hair around the base.

"Go on then -- wank," I ordered.

He started to stroke his hand up and down his shaft again, as I watched, mesmerized. A drop of pre-cum formed on the tip of his helmet, glistening in the late afternoon sun. I looked up to his face and noticed he was staring right at my tits. I looked around to make sure no one else could see us. The rise of the sand made us completely invisible to anyone else higher up the beach, and there was no one in the water. I reached behind my back and unclipped my bikini top. I let the material fall away from my tits as my eyes darted between his eyes and his cock. I put my bikini top next to me on the sand and started to play with my nipples. They became hard very quickly. I looked back to his eyes and he was staring intently at my hands caressing my tits, pushing them together and flicking my thumbs over my hard nipples. I felt so naughty, and so horny. I could feel a wet patch growing on my bikini. My horniness got the better of me and I decided to take this showing off to the next level.

"I've seen your cock, how would you like to see my pussy?" I said.

He just nodded, as his hand started to pump his cock faster. I knelt up, and slowly pulled the front of my bikini down. First, my little strip of hair came into view, then my pink pussy lips. I pulled my bikini down to about mid thigh and put my hands on my hips, letting him devour the scene with his eyes. I leant back and sat on the warm sand. It felt good against my bare ass. I pulled my bikini all the way down my legs, and off over my feet.

I could scarcely believe what I was doing, as I spread my legs wide, still bent at the knee, and started rubbing my pussy. I slid two fingers inside my hot wet snatch, coating them in my juices, and then spread the wetness all over my lips and the surrounding area. My pussy looked perfect, soaking wet and glistening in the sun. As I stared at his hand frantically pumping his cock, I couldn't resist the urge any longer, and started to rub my clit. I needed that so much and it felt amazing. I still couldn't believe what I was doing. I was sitting with my legs spread wide, masturbating in a public place in front of a total stranger, whose name I didn't even know, letting him watch me and jack off. My hand started moving quicker over my clit, with my other hand still playing with my nipples.

I could feel a really strong orgasm start to build up inside me. I looked at his face. His eyes never moved from between my legs. He must be about to cum too. I looked back down to his cock just in time to see the first load of cum shoot from the tip. It landed on his stomach, followed by a second, more powerful spurt on his chest. That pushed me over the edge and I started to cum -- hard. As I watched his cock still pulsating and squirting rope after rope of sticky white cum, my own orgasm flowed through me, my pussy throbbing with each wave that hit me. I needed this so much.

As my orgasm started to subside, I slowed my hand down on my clit and eventually came to a stop. He was still staring at my soaking pussy as my juices ran down and onto the sand beneath me. Once I had recovered I stood up and quickly put my bikini bottoms back on. I smiled at him, then turned and made my way back up the beach, still topless, thinking about what had just happened. Not wanting to stay any longer, I slipped on my skirt and top, bundled up my towel and started to walk home.

In the library

I was in the library researching some things for my uni coursework. I'd been working hard for about 2 hours, and I was getting to the stage when I do more daydreaming than working. My mind wandered back to my little showing off adventures on the bus and at the beach. I'd thought about it a lot since then and it always got me incredibly turned on just thinking about it. I was starting to make this exhibitionism thing a habit. I didn't intend to have another adventure in the library, but once I start thinking about it I get more and more turned on until I have to masturbate. This was fine if I was at home, but I couldn't do that in a library. Could I? Then another thought came to me. Why just think about showing off when I could actually do some showing off here? Just the thought of it made me feel so naughty, and my pussy tingled as some ideas of what to do came flooding into my head. It always made me a bit nervous too though. What if someone who wasn't supposed to discovered me? What if I got into trouble? I'd had these thoughts near the beginning of my beach adventure, but once I had started, I just had to carry on. I couldn't deny myself the feelings. I started to wander around the library, pretending to be looking for certain books. Really, I was checking out where I couldn't be seen from the help desk, and who else was in the library at the time.

There weren't many people in the library, it was a nice day outside so I guess most people were out enjoying the sunshine. There were no groups of people at all, only the odd person on their own here and there, quite spread out, and they all looked completely engrossed in their reading and work. But I needed someone to show off to. Someone who wouldn't mind, who would love to see me being a naughty girl. That was one of the things I had enjoyed so much at the beach and on the bus. They weren't expecting it. It was like I was making their fantasies come true. I turned down another aisle of shelves and there was a girl crouching on the floor, looking at the second from bottom row of books. She was really pretty. Long blonde hair in little curls, a great figure and long slim legs. She wore a pink top and a short white skirt. She was also wearing high-heeled sandals. She seemed very overdressed for going to the library. I took a book from the shelf, not one that I really had any interest in reading and went to sit back down with all the other books I had been working from. The only person I could see from where I was sitting was a guy on his own. He sat at a table close to some filing cabinets with old newspaper clippings and articles in. Like everyone else, he was about my age and seemed to be concentrating hard on his work. Although, to someone else, it might have looked like I was deep in concentration too I suppose. I was wondering if I should make him my target to show off to. Just as I was contemplating what to do next, the girl I had seen in the shelves walked over to the filing cabinets next to the guy.

She opened one right next to him and started flicking through the sections inside. With her back to him, she reached up under her skirt slightly to reach an itch on the back of her thigh. The guy had noticed her standing there and was taking very cautious, quick glances at her. I saw him checking out her ass and legs. Seeming to be oblivious to the guy she closed the drawer she was looking in and opened one a bit further down. To be able to read the sections inside properly she had to bend down a bit, causing her already short skirt to rise considerably at the back. I thought if that guy looks at her now, he will be treated to a very nice view indeed. Then he did. His eyes were about level with her ass as he looked around, and there was a definite look of shock on his face. I can only imagine the view he got from that angle. This time he didn't look away so quickly. With the guy still staring directly at her ass, she started to idly scratch another itch on her thigh. Her hand moved up higher and higher until it was at the hem of her skirt, just under her ass cheek. But she didn't stop. Her hand moved higher still, lifting her skirt as it moved until nearly her entire ass was on show to this guy. Then I saw her smile. She knew she was doing it! She knew she was exposing her ass to this guy and she loved it! Maybe that explained why she was so dressed up at the library. She had come here to show herself off to some lucky, unsuspecting guy. I know I had intended to do just that to this guy, but I wasn't complaining. I was enjoying the show and it was actually getting me horny watching this girl expose herself to the guy.

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