1. My boyfriend likes to expose me - Part 22


    Date: 8/22/2015, Categories: Fiction, Exhibitionism, Female exhibitionist, Written by women, Author: vanessa.evans, Rating: 25, Source: sexstories.com

    were behind me they got an even better sight as I bent over. When I realised I thumped Ryan and told him that he was naughty, but the next time that he told me to do it I still did it. The vibe was keeping me simmering and I liked the idea of people seeing my pussy. We spent a few hours walking around enjoying everything that that had been put on for the people, and adding to it ourselves. It was quite amazing. The vibe was keeping me on a high and I didn’t care who was staring at me through my slightly see through dress; and whenever we sat down anywhere I made sure that my hot, wet pussy was on display for anyone who wanted to look. Of course, Ryan pointed out any opportunities that I hadn’t seen. He just loves it when strangers see my pussy. It was getting dark when we got back to the campsite and we were both disappointed to find that the young men had already left. We went back to the pub and Ryan spent the next hour or so trying to think of more ways to expose me. The best that he came up with was for me to sit on the front edge of my chair and flash anyone who cared to look under the table. We did have a good fuck in the tent that night; and again in the morning before we packed-up to go home. Baby Courgettes ------------------- One afternoon Ryan phoned me at work and asked me to join him and a few of his work colleagues at a pub near their workplace. I’d agreed before I remembered about the digital photo frame that he has on his desk at work. I was a bit nervous as ...
    I walked in but, thankfully, no one mentioned the photo frame. After about an hour another of Ryan’s colleagues joined us, apparently he’d had to go and do a bit of shopping for a meal that he was preparing later that evening. I’d had a few drinks before the conversation got round to me and of course the photo frame. I went bright red as they talked about what they’d seen. It got worse when someone asked if the story about the golf balls was true. If I hadn’t been on a bit of a sexual high and not had 3 or 4 drinks by then I would probably have died of shame. As it was, I said, “Yes, that’s true; it’s shame that we haven’t got any here.” As I was saying that I really did hope that no one produced any. They didn’t but the man who’d arrived late bent over and pulled a bag of baby courgettes out of his shopping bag. “Fuck no!” I thought as my face went all red because I just knew what Ryan was going to say. He did and I had to sit on the front edge of my seat and lay back while each of his colleagues took it in turn to see how many they could push up my hole. Of course the number depended upon their size but the most that anyone got in was 4; and they wouldn’t stay in, much to the delight of my little audience. I had to sit on Ryan’s lap on the bus on the way how. Not because it as crowded, but because I needed to have the real thing inside me as quick as possible. Internet site --------------- One of Ryan’s colleagues decided that he was going to set-up a web site for women to ...
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