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I am a Female Exhibitionist
I decided to wear a sundress that was a little to short, as always I didn't wear anything under it. I need to pick up a few items for dinner. While in the store I was bending over picking a few cans from the bottom shelf. Not thinking anything of it I bent over at the waist as I was deciding what to buy. After weaving between two isles I noticed a man that was behind me a ways back but almost appeared to be following. A little more conscious of my surroundings I squatted down and grabbed a random package of food. Out of the corner of my eye I could see he was staring. I knew my dress was exposed my butt when I bent over, so I decided to leave my cart in place and walked closer to him. I stood and looked at the bottom shelf and faced my backside to him as I bent over to pick up something. I stayed like that for a few seconds and could see him staring at me. It felt so exciting to know he was able to see that I wasn't wearing any underwear. It made my day knowing his day just got better by exposing myself to him.
Today I am a 29 year old woman without the husband who got me into exposing myself to strangers. Even now I as write about my addiction I feel it between my legs thinking about the men who will be turned on by my candid addiction.
I have a nice body, still c***dless, and therefore armed with the knowledge my pussy can still thrill a cock of average size, which is a ridiculous thought, because I still have sex with complete strangers, mostly on demand and the absurd things I do, like random phoning of men I know who are alone and masturbate with them, men don't hang up when a dirty woman calls and I do this in bed, sometimes with men close by.
I once let slip as I pulled him along until he guessed it was me, by that point I had made up my mind to fuck him and went over to his house naked and had great sex.
I think this is why I do it, the control and build up, then the submission, being used as a human condom by men who are deemed losers, thrills me more, because I know the pleasure I am giving them increases my own and cumming together amplifies our orgasms.
I was 19 when my then boyfriend and I went to a party and I took some recreational d**gs along with wine, soon we were out of sight upstairs necking and getting passionate.
I had just gave up my virginity and thrilled at the sex and the feeling a man move around inside my body. I had removed my panties and was wearing a micro skirt bending over a rail in full penetration and moaning uninhibitedly with the d**gs clouding my fear.
I could feel him ejaculate into my pussy and felt empty when he pulled out of me, leaving me unsatisfied. I soon found myself alone on the balcony sitting in a rattan pappasan with my lower body exposed.
I fell asleep but awoke in a passionate clinch of heavy kissing and feeling his fingers inside me probing and bringing me off, to which I soon started to feel myself cum.
I slid off the pappasan onto my knees and turned my back to him, and let him slide his cock back inside me for a good fuck in which I came multiple times.
I began to doze off in that position only to feel him go into me again and start all over, this time with a finger probing my anus, that was when I realised I was in the middle of a crowd of men taking their turn with me.
The party had finished and all the other girls had left, leaving me on the balcony to service the frustrated sexual needs of the men who never had a date, but what made it so surreal, was it was I who had turned their heads when we first got there all because of my micro mini and great ass and legs and now here I was, a sexual gift on her knees.
According to my boyfriend the next morning, I had dome a Debby does Dallas, I screwed f******n men that night.
After that and my nonchalant ability to be unfazed about sex and multiple partners we came to an understanding, I loved sex and would allow men to use me, not in a nymphomaniac way because I was not one in that sense, I could orgasm and very easily multiple times, I loved the variety and manner in which I was fucked, it was like living in my head, thinking about scenarios and just going out and doing it, while he watched me.
I was an exhibitionist and sex addict.
My earliest recollection was an early morning bus ride which was packed as I stood at the very back in the lower deck, conscious of my bum being touched by an old man sitting to my left, as I faced forward.
All around me people were still in a state of sleep and I clenched onto the metal curvature on the seat's back top as his hand boldly touched my flesh just above the back of my knee.
It made me dizzy with desire, I knew what he was doing and where he wanted to go as his fingertips barely touched inside my open legs. My mind willed him on higher up my inner thigh until he eased the elastic of my panties aside and pushed into my wet cunt.
I moved with him, without looking back at him, he was home inside me, his thumb pressing my clitoris in circles, he knew about the woman's body and her pleasures and as such, eased my panties down to my ankles where I stepped from them and gifted them to him before easing myself onto his lap and feeling his naked cock on my wet pussy.
Neither of us had sex on that bus that morning, but I did wank him between my legs as I sat on his lap with my skirt high. When he shot his semen landed on my thighs so that when I stood back up, his cum ran down my legs and that was a very true account of my early experiences.
The reason public transportation features heavily in my recounts, is because I am a creature of habit, I go out looking for men like that old man in my youth
Finally a Very Honest Tale about an inquisitive Daughter and her Mother
During my first year at University I met a guy who claimed to have a old video about my mother from her first year at the same University.
Naturally I was very intrigued but another reason was I fancied him like mad and I wanted to sleep with him so I agreed to watch my mother's home movie with him knowing deep down it was about sex, which was what I wanted too.
We went back to his and got comfortable had a bottle of wine and sure enough it was my mother doing what I was about to do, fuck. We did and even more, just went on and screwed our minds out.
Finally he told me he got the movie from the guy who shot it and challenged me to watch with him, without letting on I had already seen it and if asked, not to admit to knowing it was my mother.
I was so horny I agreed as I was curious about the guy who was there before my father, I found it kinky in a strange sort of way.
That weekend we went to his apartment and had some food and booze and I must admit I found him like my mother did back then, still attractive in his forties.
'Would you fuck him', teased my new beau? Wanting to test him I murmured I might, so he asked the guy to play the movie to show me how wild the fraternity was back then and as I watched the action again, sitting between both these guys I suddenly realised how horny I was seeing them staring at my mothers copulating body, 'I would like some of that', I blurted out and suddenly my mother's old beau was putting his cock inside me and I rode him as he watched himself with my mother.
Later that evening when the sexual passion had cooled but we stayed naked, I smoked a joint of wed and asked him why he never married the woman he had just fucked.
He smiled in a very disarming way that made me want to hug him, 'I would have', he replied, but she just up and left to study elsewhere, at her parents demands.
'She was pregnant and her father demanded she have her baby away from her home, which she did and continued studying elsewhere, which she did and finally got married to some dude who studied with her'.
I stared frozen in disbelief and looked at my boyfriend, thankfully he was sound asleep and never heard. I felt my own stomach and wondered if history would repeat itself, as his semen was inside my own belly and I had orgasmed many times during our lovemaking, I felt sick as I looked again at my biological father and wondered if he wanted sex with m again?