My Boyfriend Likes to Expose Me Ch. 10

When we got to the warehouse we found that it was locked. I had a quick panic attack but the others were quite calm. We decided that we'd have to go home on the bus and Emma promised to get our clothes the next day.

Karen, Emma, Ryan and I split from the rest of the group and started walking towards where we could catch a bus, but Ryan said that it would be a shame not to have a good look round the carnival while we were there. I wanted to go straight home but I got out numbered, and we started wandering round all the stalls.

I felt embarrassed at times, especially when someone said anything bad about our state of dress; but fortunately that only happened a couple of times. I did notice that I kept seeing the same group of teenage boys a few times. I guess that they wanted to see the naked girls as much of us as they could.

Ryan didn't help either; he kept sneakily touching my clit and fingering me. A couple of times I had a quick look at my pussy to check that it was still covered in paint.

After about an hour we all decided to go home. I know that all Ryan's attention to my pussy had made me want to go somewhere where he could fuck me.

We walked to the bus stop and Emma and Karen got on their bus (Ryan had given them some money).

When our bus came the driver stared at me. I thought he was going to say something and tell me to get off, but he didn't and we went up the stairs to the top deck. I carefully sat down, hoping that the paint would hold.

When we went up the stairs Ryan went in front of me (as usual), and I was followed up by a young man. I tried to not think about the view that he must have had.

When we got off the bus the first thing that I did was to get Ryan to check my butt and back. Fortunately the paint stayed intact. As we climbed the stars to our apartment, our neighbours John and Sandra were coming down. We all said 'Hi' and I saw that Sandra had a big grin on her face. As we got further apart I heard John ask Sandra why she didn't wear outfits like I did.

As soon as we got through the door Ryan pushed me against the back of the door and fucked me hard.

When we were done Ryan checked my paint and we were both surprised to see that it was still intact. Surprisingly it was so after a quick bite to eat Ryan decided that we were going for a walk. I wasn't too happy, but as usual, Ryan got his way.

As we went down the stairs we saw Sandra and John coming back up with a couple of shopping bags. This time they got a full frontal view of my virtually naked body. I was still embarrassed, even though they had both seen me totally naked a few times before. Why is it always me that people see naked, and not Ryan?

We walked down the street with Ryan holding the hand of a very nervous and slightly excited girl.

We walked to the park with only a few people passing us; none of them said anything although a couple stared at me. Ryan kept telling me that I wasn't naked, but I sure did feel naked.

There were a few more people in the park, including a group of youths playing football, Ryan dragged me quite close to them, but none of them took any notice of me.

We walked back home by a different route which took us passed a petrol station. As we approached it Ryan put his hand in his pocket and got some money out.

"Go and get us an ice cream please TT?"

I was a bit shocked at first, he wanted me to go into a shop and buy something, dressed in only a cup full of paint. I had been getting slightly used to being on the streets like that but this was something else. There was every chance that the person behind the counter would be a man, and there was a good chance that male customers would go in while I was there.

The other part of the problem was that I just knew that Ryan would manage to persuade me to do it.

He did. Three minutes later I was walking across the forecourt clutching a 5 pound note. A car drove in and stopped right next to where I was walking. Two men got out and stared at my butt as I passed them.

As I opened the door my worst fears were realised. A man behind the counter was staring at me.

With a pounding heart I went to the ice cream cabinet and opened it. A blast of freezing air blew up to my nipples and they got even harder. The nerves and embarrassment got a bit of a jolt as my pubic bone touched the cabinet as I leant forward and down to get the ice creams from the bottom of the chest cabinet.

I suddenly realised that the man behind the counter would be getting a great view of my bent over butt.

I quickly grabbed 2 ice creams, stood up, shut the cabinet door and turned round. Yes, the man was still watching me. I heard the doorbell ring and 3 men walked up to the counter in front of me.

Just my luck, each one of them wanted to buy something and while each one was getting served the other 2 looked at me. One of them smiled at me but I turned my head away. I was too embarrassed to make eye contact. What's more, my pussy was getting quite wet.

Finally, they finished and left leaving me stood in front of the man behind the counter. I could see that he was looking right at my painted pussy.

I put the ice creams on the counter along with my money. This brought the man back to earth and he scanned the ice creams and took the money. I waited for the change and left. I almost ran back to Ryan.

As we continued our walk back home Ryan told me that he thought the man in the filling station would be copying the CCTV recording so that he could take it home and use it as wanking material.

We made it back home without any problems. I was feeling very horny and I pounced on Ryan just as soon as the front door was shut.

The next day

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The next morning I was woken by Ryan getting dressed. He'd already had a shower and was about to leave for work. He asked me if my paint job was still intact so I got up and went to the mirror.

We were both surprised that it was, although the 'socks' were showing signs of wear. Just as Ryan was leaving he said,

"You should go out for a jog dressed like that before it starts to peel."

I laughed a bit and said,

"No chance!"

As I drank a cup of coffee I started to think about what Ryan had said. I kept telling myself that it was a stupid idea, but the more I thought about it the more I realised that I was getting turned on, and that I was going to do it. I knew that this was a once in a lifetime chance as it was highly unlikely that I would get some clothes painted on me ever again.

I decided to not have a shower and think about it some more.

An hour later I put my trainers on and headed for the front door. Just before I got there I turned and went back to the bedroom to do another stupid thing. I pushed one of my remote vibes up my pussy and switched it on low. I knew what would happen but I still went ahead and did it.

As I ran down the stairs I was nervous as hell, but excited as hell as well. I even checked my pussy just to make sure that my juices hadn't dislodged the paint.

Jogging down the street felt good and I started to relax, but not for long. The vibe was starting to have an effect

I guess that most of the people who saw me thought that I was wearing similar clothes to the girl athletes on the Olympic running tracks. It was only those who got close enough to see my camel toe, and realise what it was, that stared at me; but I just kept running.

I decided that I didn't want to have any orgasms anywhere near any people so instead of going my usual route I headed for the park. Shortly after I got there I had to find something to lean on as my first orgasm hit me.

I decided to hide behind a big tree and leaned back on it. It had rough bark on it but I wasn't worried by it hurting my back and butt a bit. When I started to calm down I looked round and was glad that I couldn't see anyone.

I set off jogging again but it wasn't long before the vibe raised my AF again. I saw the wooded area and headed for that intending to run through it on the path that Ryan and I had walked a couple of times before. In the wooded area the path splits and Ryan and I had always gone in the direction of the open ground that we could see. It was my intention to go that same way, but I guess that my mind was on other things and I missed the turning.

As I ran I was thinking that I didn't recognise anything but my mind was concentrating on the feelings in my pussy. Before I knew it I hadn't a clue where I was. I kept going until I just had to stop again. I found another tree and leant back against it. This time I fingered myself and had a wonderful orgasm, even screaming out.

As the waves receded my hand left my pussy and I saw some of the paint on my hand. I leant forwards, looked at my pussy and saw that the paint on my vulva and clit had come off; so had some of it on my pubic bone.

I had a quick little panic as I realised that most of my pussy was uncovered. I moved my hand to the top of my bottoms and pushed the paint. Shit! It started to come off. I put my hand to my right nipple and gently pushed. The paint came off.

I had a sudden thought about my butt and back. I'd leant against that first tree and then against the second. I stood up straight and turned round. Shit, shit; there were a couple of big bits of paint on the tree and judging by their position they were from my butt. I tried looking over my shoulder to see how exposed I now was, but of course I couldn't see my butt.

After a few seconds trying to decide how I could get home without being seen I decided to keep going along what must be on some sort of nature trail. I was real glad that I hadn't seen anyone for ages.

Off I set, quickly wishing that I'd left the vibe at home - and myself.

That trail seemed to go on forever. After about 5 minutes I turned a corner and was confronted by an old man swinging a dog lead. He gave me a funny look as I smiled at him and wished him a good morning.

My AF was getting dangerously high when all of a sudden I saw the same man again. WTF; how was that possible.

I smiled at him again, and this time I saw him turn to watch me running away from him. He must have had a great view of what I suspected was my now bare butt. I got round the next corner and had a third orgasm. This time I didn't lean against a tree. Instead I bent over and leaned on my knees.

When I could I started thinking about how it was possible for me to have seen the same man twice. The only explanation that I could come up with was that I was going round in a big circle and had missed a turning that would get me back to somewhere that I recognised.

I set off again and in a few seconds I saw an elderly couple walking towards me. As I got very close to them I heard the woman say,

"Oh my!" and the man say,

"Wow, remember when we did..."

That was all I managed to hear.

As I ran I tried to concentrate on the path; it was difficult.

I could see the same man in the distance and my heart sank; then I saw it. The path was in the shape of an inverted 'Y'. I quickly went to my left and roughly in the direction that I had just come from.

That was it; I started to see things that looked familiar then the path ended and I was back on open ground that I recognised.

I was knackered and without thinking I sat down on the grass to have a quick rest. As soon as my butt touched the grass I knew that I'd made a stupid mistake. I didn't think that things could get any worse that I'd just made them so I sat still to get my breath back and let my AF get back to a very small number.

I sat there with my knees up and well apart, and looked round. I couldn't see anyone so my right hand went to my pussy. It was very wet and I felt a jolt as I touched my clit.

"Stop it you stupid girl." I said to myself and lay back on the grass behind me. I closed my eyes and tried to think about anything but sex.

I was somewhat successful but when I opened my eyes and lifted my head I saw a workman standing about 20 feet away in front of me; and he was stood there looking at me. I still had my knees up and open. He must have been able to see everything.

OMG! I got to my feet and ran. Just as I started to run I looked down to where I had been sat and saw a few bits of green paint on the grass. As I was running I wondered just how much of my back and butt was still covered in paint.

By the time I'd got to the edge of the park the vibe had raised my AF dangerously high. Fortunately I hadn't seen anyone else in the park but I had to go along a few streets to get home. I had flashbacks of the night that Emma and I had been dumped naked about a mile from home; and the places that we hid on the way. I was going to have to do the same to get home without getting arrested.

I mentally planned my route to include streets that had a lot of cars parked along them. I was probably going to need them.

I bolted out of the park and along the first street. Fortunately there were only a couple of people on the street and no moving vehicles. Whenever there was someone on my side of the road I crossed over and ignored them.

The second street was busier; but not that bad. Twice I had to duck down behind a parked car. Whilst behind the second I had to frig myself, My AF was at about an 11and I just couldn't wait. I crouched behind a parked van and rubbed my pussy. Relief came almost instantly.

I turned into the next street that thankfully looked empty of people. I kept jogging and saw a big van at the side of the road on my side. I still couldn't see anyone so I kept going. Just as I got level with the van 2 men in white overall and carrying tins of paint, stepped onto the footpath from behind the van.

I stopped dead and they stopped dead. We stared at each other for what seemed like hours, but was probably only a couple of seconds; then I bolted. I brushed passed the men and was off.

"Am I dreaming or did I ......" was all I heard from the men.

I had one more orgasm before I got home. It was as I was hiding behind a wheelie bin. My right hand touched my clit and my left hand was in my mouth stopping me from screaming.

I managed to get up the stairs to our apartment without incident and the first thing that I did was switch the vibe off. Then went and looked at myself in the mirror. About half of the paint was missing. I spent the next 15 minutes peeling most of the rest of it off before having a shower and relaxing for a while.

As I lay on the sofa I thought back. I confessed to myself that part of me had enjoyed it; and I'd never had so many orgasms whilst out jogging.

I jumped on Ryan as soon as he got through the door that afternoon. When I broke the kiss he asked me how easy it had been to get the paint off.

"Too easy;" but there's still some on my back that I can't reach; can you get it off please?

As Ryan obliged I told him all about my jogging expedition. As I got to the end of the account I asked Ryan why he thought the paint had come off so easily while I was jogging, but not the previous day. Ryan though that it might me a combination of the time that it had been on, my natural body oils, the sweat from jogging and my well lubricated pussy.

Ryan also said that next time I'd have to avoid going out in public the next day.

"The NEXT time!" I said, "What are you planning?

Ryan just smiled.

Party piece

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A couple of weeks later Ryan told me that he'd invited another couple of his mates round for a games night.

"Please don't make me stay naked for them." I pleaded; but Ryan finally got his way again. To be honest, I didn't protest that much for 2 reasons; firstly I knew that I'd give in eventually; and secondly, I knew that Ryan would find some way of making me cum in front of them; and I just love orgasms.

The big night arrived and I opened the door to a not so surprised Paul and Dan. Ryan must have told them to expect me to be naked.

I invited them in and offered them a beer. Both Paul and Dan complimented me on my outfit. I could see a bulge in Paul's trousers.

The 3 men sat on the sofa and started playing their games so I went and sat opposite, put the television on and started drinking my beer.

The 3 guys were concentrating on their game, but as the game they were playing was only for 2 players they took it in turns to not play. Ryan was the first one to miss out, but he was watching Paul and Dan most of the time. Occasionally he would look across to me and smile or blow a kiss to me.

Ryan started motioning for me to open my legs and let him look at my pussy. As the other 2 were engrossed in their game I didn't see any harm in it, so I did it. It felt good and my pussy got wetter.

After I got fresh beers for us all and put some snacks on the table I sat down again and Ryan indicated that he wanted me to flash him again; so I did.

This went on with me getting wetter and wetter until Ryan was back in the game and Dan sat out. Fortunately Dan seemed more interested in watching Ryan and Paul play than looking over to me.

I got more beers and it was soon Paul's time to sit out. At the change-over Ryan motioned for me to open my legs again. The beers were loosening me up a bit so when the game started again I left my legs open; not too far, but enough for Ryan to see my pussy.

The game got going again and I soon noticed that Paul was looking over to me quite a bit. I was trying to decide if I should close my legs. I wanted to, but something was stopping me. I kept telling myself that there was nothing wrong with exposing my pussy; that Paul must see his girlfriend's pussy every day so he couldn't be interested in mine. I tried to convince myself that he would be more interested in his girlfriend's tits than my nothing tits.

In the end I just thought,

"Fuck it; let him look, I know that it will make Ryan happy seeing him take long looks at my naked body."

Shortly after that I realised that I was getting horny. I got up and got more beers.

Dan and Ryan's game was over quickly, I think that Dan thrashed Ryan, and the guys decided to watch the football. It couldn't have been a good game because they were all looking disappointed and spending more and more time looking at me.

In a way I felt happy that Paul and Dan thought that I was worth looking at. Ryan? Well his eyes looked like they do when he's fucking me. They were full of lust and pleasure.

Anyway, after about 15 minutes the guys had had enough of the football. Out of the blue Ryan said,

"Tell you what guys, the game's crap so why don't we get Tanya to show us her party piece?"

My jaw dropped. I tried to think what Ryan was on about. I really did hope that it wasn't what I was thinking that it was.

Ryan switched the television off and said,

"TT, why don't you go and get that bag of golf balls?"

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck." I thought as I stood up and started walking towards the bedroom. "Please don't make me do this Ryan."

But I just knew that I wouldn't say that to Ryan; it was a waste of time because I knew that I would do it; anything for my lover.

When I got back to the lounge the guys were standing up waiting for me. Ryan told me to stand behind the sofa with my butt against the back of it. Ryan then came to me, gave me a kiss and lowered me backwards over the back of the sofa so my head and shoulders rested on the seat. My butt was resting on the back of the sofa with my legs dangling down.

"We need your pussy pointing to the ceiling TT. Can you open your legs and bring them back over your head?"

I did then Ryan told me to hold my ankles.

My pussy was now pointing to the ceiling and wide open.

"Good girl!"

The 3 of them came up close to me with Ryan standing in between Dan and Paul.

"Boy does that look good." Dan said.

"It sure does." Paul said. "I can feel the heat from here, and she's so wet!"