exigirl
04-27-2010, 03:45 AM
It's been a while since I've posted anything and I'm really sorry. It's been a busy time. I've got a few moments now so I'll do some posting because I love to share.
Last year a friend told me about a friend of hers. She was studying psychology and doing a thesis on sexual repression and how people become sexually repressed especially with regards to their own body. My friend told her about me and she said she'd love to talk to me to discuss the other side of repression. She rang me and wanted to take me out to brunch at a cafe so I could tell her some stories.
We met at the cafe and got talking it was mid morning on a work day and there weren't many people around. I told her all about how I got started in flashing and exhibitionism and she took down some notes. When the waiter brought us some food she stopped and asked me afterwards if I noticed the waiter enjoying a peek down the front of my top. She wanted to know how it made me feel and I told her it turned me on and made me want to flash more. I undid another button on my top, it was already showing a lot of cleavage but with another button undone it was really revealing. When the waiter came back (we called him over) he got another good look down my top. I caught him and gave him my best "enjoy yourself" look.
The psych was really interested in the fact that a small look had made me want to show more and how "my exhibitionist tendencies escalated" she wanted to know how far I was prepared to go. I took my bra off under my top and put it in my bag. Then I undid myself so I was pretty much showing everything. She called the waiter over and I sat there with my boobs practically hanging out while she discussed coffee with him. In the end he said he had to ask and wanted to know if he was on a hidden camera show or something. My friend explained what we were talking about and I told him that he could stare as much as he liked it was fine by me. I undid one more button and got my tits out for him to see. He said he had told the guys in the kitchen about me and they wouldn't believe him when he told them I'd actually shown him my tits and they'd probably come out to see some proof. So I said I'd go back into the kitchen and show them myself.
I stood up and took my top off completely and left it on the chair. I walked topless back towards the kitchen and the waiter opened the doors for me. There were two guys in the kitchen who were delighted to see me walk in. I threw some poses and rubbed my nipples for the three guys who were loving it. One of the cooks was kneading some dough and had floury hands so I told him to give me flour-hand boob prints. He put his hands on my tits and left two perfect floury imprints.
I was really turned on now and I knew I'd reached the point where I had to either put my clothes back on and calm down or else say Fuck it and go all the way. It was no contest really especially when I saw a spare apron and asked if I could try it on. They said I could so I put it on and then took my skirt off. I was naked except for an apron that only covered my front which I was happy to lift up on request.
I walked back into the cafe wearing my apron. My psychologist friend was at the table and the other people in the cafe looked up as soon as I walked in. I was almost nude, really horny and felt like I had something to prove to the psychologist. There were four other people in the cafe, one couple and a pair of middle aged guys. I walked up to the guys and asked if they were enjoying their meal. They were delighted. I told them that the special of the day was melons and said they were welcome to feel them for firmness. They both dived straight in and grabbed a tit each. If there is one thing that turns me on it's having two strangers feel me up in public. Standing there with my boobs getting felt and my bare arse poking at the other couple was really getting me worked up. I told them I could see a stain on their table that needed a clean so I whipped off the apron and have their table a quick scrub which meant I was naked and jiggling my boobs up and down while I scrubbed. I walked over to the couple and the girl said "I wish I had your boobs and your balls" which I thought was a pretty good line. I flirted with her partner for a bit but that didn't go anywhere so I sat down naked in my chair.
The psych wanted to know how I felt and I told her I had to masturbate. I would have done it there and then but I know that if a kid walks in and your in the middle of a sexual act then your in real trouble. But I also know a place where kids aren't allowed. My friend paid for brunch while I gave the two middle aged guys another round of playtime. Then we set off down the street. I had the psych go out first and check that there werent any cops or kids around and when she gave me the all clear I waved goodbye to my new friends and then walked out into the street.
I strolled naked down the street to where there was an adult bookshop. Now you might think it was awfully convenient that there was an Xrated shop near the cafe but then you have to remember that I chose the venue and I'd been hoping something like this was going to happen. Exhibitionsim for me has three thrills: actually doing it, remembering it afterwards and thinking about it the day before. "I'm meeting the psych tomorrow and I am so going to get naked"
Walking naked down the street is a fantastic feeling. I can't tell you how much of a turn on being nude in the middle of the day in public is. We only needed to walk for a few minutes but when we got outside the shop I stopped and waved and jiggled my tits at cars before I finally went into the shop. It's also a huge thrill going through a door naked with no idea what's on the other side. I was hoping there'd be a crowd in the bookshop but there was only one guy behind the counter. I asked if I could masturbate in his shop and he said that was fine. I fingered myself to orgasm while he and the psych looked on. I would have liked him to be more into it but he kept asking which website it was for and where the camera was. He couldn't accept it was just a horny girl having fun.
Once I was done I got dressed again and chatted to the psych for about another hour while we walked along the beach. I like to think I showed her what exhibitionism is really all about.
Last year a friend told me about a friend of hers. She was studying psychology and doing a thesis on sexual repression and how people become sexually repressed especially with regards to their own body. My friend told her about me and she said she'd love to talk to me to discuss the other side of repression. She rang me and wanted to take me out to brunch at a cafe so I could tell her some stories.
We met at the cafe and got talking it was mid morning on a work day and there weren't many people around. I told her all about how I got started in flashing and exhibitionism and she took down some notes. When the waiter brought us some food she stopped and asked me afterwards if I noticed the waiter enjoying a peek down the front of my top. She wanted to know how it made me feel and I told her it turned me on and made me want to flash more. I undid another button on my top, it was already showing a lot of cleavage but with another button undone it was really revealing. When the waiter came back (we called him over) he got another good look down my top. I caught him and gave him my best "enjoy yourself" look.
The psych was really interested in the fact that a small look had made me want to show more and how "my exhibitionist tendencies escalated" she wanted to know how far I was prepared to go. I took my bra off under my top and put it in my bag. Then I undid myself so I was pretty much showing everything. She called the waiter over and I sat there with my boobs practically hanging out while she discussed coffee with him. In the end he said he had to ask and wanted to know if he was on a hidden camera show or something. My friend explained what we were talking about and I told him that he could stare as much as he liked it was fine by me. I undid one more button and got my tits out for him to see. He said he had told the guys in the kitchen about me and they wouldn't believe him when he told them I'd actually shown him my tits and they'd probably come out to see some proof. So I said I'd go back into the kitchen and show them myself.
I stood up and took my top off completely and left it on the chair. I walked topless back towards the kitchen and the waiter opened the doors for me. There were two guys in the kitchen who were delighted to see me walk in. I threw some poses and rubbed my nipples for the three guys who were loving it. One of the cooks was kneading some dough and had floury hands so I told him to give me flour-hand boob prints. He put his hands on my tits and left two perfect floury imprints.
I was really turned on now and I knew I'd reached the point where I had to either put my clothes back on and calm down or else say Fuck it and go all the way. It was no contest really especially when I saw a spare apron and asked if I could try it on. They said I could so I put it on and then took my skirt off. I was naked except for an apron that only covered my front which I was happy to lift up on request.
I walked back into the cafe wearing my apron. My psychologist friend was at the table and the other people in the cafe looked up as soon as I walked in. I was almost nude, really horny and felt like I had something to prove to the psychologist. There were four other people in the cafe, one couple and a pair of middle aged guys. I walked up to the guys and asked if they were enjoying their meal. They were delighted. I told them that the special of the day was melons and said they were welcome to feel them for firmness. They both dived straight in and grabbed a tit each. If there is one thing that turns me on it's having two strangers feel me up in public. Standing there with my boobs getting felt and my bare arse poking at the other couple was really getting me worked up. I told them I could see a stain on their table that needed a clean so I whipped off the apron and have their table a quick scrub which meant I was naked and jiggling my boobs up and down while I scrubbed. I walked over to the couple and the girl said "I wish I had your boobs and your balls" which I thought was a pretty good line. I flirted with her partner for a bit but that didn't go anywhere so I sat down naked in my chair.
The psych wanted to know how I felt and I told her I had to masturbate. I would have done it there and then but I know that if a kid walks in and your in the middle of a sexual act then your in real trouble. But I also know a place where kids aren't allowed. My friend paid for brunch while I gave the two middle aged guys another round of playtime. Then we set off down the street. I had the psych go out first and check that there werent any cops or kids around and when she gave me the all clear I waved goodbye to my new friends and then walked out into the street.
I strolled naked down the street to where there was an adult bookshop. Now you might think it was awfully convenient that there was an Xrated shop near the cafe but then you have to remember that I chose the venue and I'd been hoping something like this was going to happen. Exhibitionsim for me has three thrills: actually doing it, remembering it afterwards and thinking about it the day before. "I'm meeting the psych tomorrow and I am so going to get naked"
Walking naked down the street is a fantastic feeling. I can't tell you how much of a turn on being nude in the middle of the day in public is. We only needed to walk for a few minutes but when we got outside the shop I stopped and waved and jiggled my tits at cars before I finally went into the shop. It's also a huge thrill going through a door naked with no idea what's on the other side. I was hoping there'd be a crowd in the bookshop but there was only one guy behind the counter. I asked if I could masturbate in his shop and he said that was fine. I fingered myself to orgasm while he and the psych looked on. I would have liked him to be more into it but he kept asking which website it was for and where the camera was. He couldn't accept it was just a horny girl having fun.
Once I was done I got dressed again and chatted to the psych for about another hour while we walked along the beach. I like to think I showed her what exhibitionism is really all about.