My name is Lily, and I am a 29-year-old single woman who loves adventure and excitement. Today, I had an experience that left me feeling exhilarated and satisfied – I exposed myself to strangers for the first time in my life.
I have always been curious about exhibitionism but never thought I would have the courage to act on it. However, something inside me today made me take a leap of faith and give it a try.
It was a warm summer day, and I decided to go to the park for a walk. As I walked along the path, I noticed a group of young men sitting on a bench, watching people pass by. They were in their early 20s, dressed casually, and seemed friendly.
As I approached them, I felt a sudden urge to do something daring. I decided to lift my dress slightly, exposing my black lace thong to the group of young men. To my surprise, they noticed and gave me a sly grin. My heart raced with excitement as I continued walking, feeling their eyes on my exposed backside.
As I walked further into the park, I felt a strange mix of shame and exhilaration. I couldn’t believe I had just flashed a group of strangers! However, the thrill of being watched was undeniable, and I found myself wanting more.
I decided to continue my walk, looking for another opportunity to expose myself. As I walked past a group of construction workers on a break, I felt a sudden urge to lift my dress again. This time, I made sure they got a good look at my ass and pussy before lowering my dress and continuing on my way.
The tension grew as the day went on. Every time I passed a group of men, I would feel the urge to lift my dress, teasing them with glimpses of my body. The more I exposed myself, the more daring I became, even flirting with some of the men I passed.
As the afternoon turned into evening, I found myself walking through a darker, more secluded area of the park. The sun had set, and the only light came from the flickering street lamps that lined the path.
I spotted a group of men sitting on a bench, enjoying a beer as they watched people pass by. They were in their late 20s or early 30s, dressed casually, and looked friendly enough. I decided to approach them and see if they would be interested in my little game.
As I got closer, I noticed one of the men staring at me intently. He had short brown hair, a scruffy beard, and piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through me. His name was Greg, and he looked like the kind of guy who could handle my boldness.
I decided to flirt with him, making sure he got a good look at my ass as I walked by. He caught on quickly and began to tease me back, making lewd remarks about my body. I played along, lifting my dress higher with each pass, showing off more of my black lace thong.
The tension between us grew, and it was clear that he wanted me just as much as I wanted him. We exchanged a few words, but most of our communication was through subtle gestures and stolen glances.
As the night wore on, we found ourselves walking together along a dimly lit path, away from the prying eyes of the other park-goers. I could feel the heat radiating off his body as he walked close behind me, his hand occasionally brushing against my ass or lower back.
We stopped at a secluded picnic table, far away from anyone else in the park. Greg turned to face me, his blue eyes locked on mine as he spoke. “So, Lily,” he said with a sly grin, “I see you like playing dress-up.”
I smiled back, feeling bold and daring. “Maybe I just like being watched,” I replied, lifting my dress slightly to show him the black lace thong that barely covered my pussy. His eyes widened in surprise, then darkened with lust as he took in the view.
He reached out and gently ran his fingers along the edge of my thong, teasing me with his touch. I gasped softly, feeling a wave of pleasure wash over me as he traced the outline of my lips through the thin fabric.
His hand moved higher, cupping my ass cheek as he pulled me closer to him. I could feel the hardness of his cock pressed against my leg, and it made me wet with anticipation. He leaned in close, his breath hot on my neck as he whispered in my ear. “I want to see more,” he said, his voice low and seductive.
I nodded, my heart racing with excitement. I turned around, facing away from him, and slowly lifted my dress until it was bunched around my waist. I could feel the cool night air on my skin as I exposed myself to him, my pussy glistening with moisture.
He reached out and gently slid his fingers between my legs, parting my lips and sliding two fingers inside me. I moaned softly, leaning back against him as he began to stroke me slowly and deliberately, each thrust sending a wave of pleasure coursing through my body.
His other hand moved up to my chest, cupping one breast through the thin fabric of my dress while he continued to finger me from behind. The dual sensations were overwhelming, and I could feel myself quickly approaching orgasm.
As he thrust his fingers in and out of me, I reached down between my legs and began to rub my clit in time with his movements. The combined pleasure was too much for me to bear, and I felt a powerful climax building deep within me.
I gasped as the orgasm hit me like a tidal wave, washing over me in waves of intense pleasure. My knees buckled beneath me, but Greg’s strong arms caught me, holding me upright as I came hard against his hand.
As my orgasm subsided, he withdrew his fingers from inside me and brought them to my mouth, urging me to taste myself. I eagerly sucked on his fingers, savouring the sweet tang of my own arousal.
We stood there for a moment, catching our breath as we stared into each other’s eyes. Then, without a word, he pulled me close and began to kiss me passionately, his hands roaming over my body as I pressed myself against him, feeling the hardness of his cock through his pants.
I reached down between us, eager to feel him inside me. I unzipped his pants and slid my hand inside, wrapping my fingers around his thick shaft and stroking it firmly. He groaned into my mouth as I began to pump my hand up and down, feeling the slickness of pre-cum on the tip of his cock.
He broke away from our kiss, gasping for air as he looked down at me with a hungry expression in his eyes. “I need you,” he said, his voice thick with lust. “I want to feel your tight pussy around my cock.”
I nodded, sliding my thong to the side and guiding him into position. He thrust into me hard and deep, filling me completely as I cried out in pleasure. We began to move together, our bodies slick with sweat as we found a rhythm that sent waves of pleasure coursing through us both.
As he continued to pump his cock in and out of me, I reached down between my legs and began to rub my clit once more, feeling the pressure building inside me. With each thrust, I could feel myself getting closer and closer to another powerful orgasm.
Finally, it was too much for me to bear. I screamed as the pleasure overwhelmed me, my pussy clenching tightly around his cock as I came hard against him. He gasped and groaned in pleasure as he felt my muscles spasming around him, then stiffened suddenly before collapsing against me with a grunt of satisfaction.
We stood there for a moment, catching our breath as we stared into each other’s eyes. Then, without a word, I reached down between us and began to stroke his cock once more, eager to feel him cum inside me.
His eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly recovered and began to thrust his hips again, sliding his cock back into my wet pussy with each stroke. I could feel the tension building within him as he approached his own climax, and I knew that it wouldn’t be long now before he filled me completely.
Finally, with a deep groan of pleasure, he thrust into me one last time, burying himself deep inside me as he came hard against my cervix. I could feel the warmth of his juices spilling out of me, filling my pussy and soaking through my thong.
We stood there for a moment longer, catching our breath as we stared into each other’s eyes. Then, without a word, we adjusted our clothes before walking away from the dimly lit picnic table, leaving the evidence of our pleasures behind us.
