1. Getting Married Set Me Free Pt, 08


    Date: 12/23/2023, Categories: Fiction Exhibitionism Female exhibitionist, Written by women Author: vanessa.evans 

    ... happen. Tell you what, why don’t you make a bucket list of all your fantasies then we’ll see if we can make some of them happen.”

“I like that idea Dylan. Can we buy some warm clothes for me please, it’s starting to get a bit too chilly to go out wearing just a thin, very short dress.”

“That’s already on my shopping list. Maybe you could go out wearing just a warm coat then you can flash people.”

“Way ahead of you lover. I just need the right coats.”

We spent a couple of hours shopping, during which I didn’t deliberately flash any parts of my body, but wearing such a short dress I could have without realising it, and Dylan wouldn’t have told me unless there was an opportunity for me to turn it into a more revealing experience.

Dylan is getting very good at helping me to expose myself to people by telling me to bend over, or unfasten a couple of buttons, or whatever that would leave my butt, pussy or little tits exposed.

The stinging in my butt had just about gone when we decided that it was time to get something to eat and as my mother never let me go to fast food places I was still enjoying the food and the other experiences that I can have in places like that. The nearby McDonald’s offered such and experience and we went in and ordered at one of the machines.

My butt still stung a little when I sat on the cold, plastic seat but that soon disappeared when I saw the opportunities of people looking under the table. I sat lazily with my knees around 25 ...
    ... centimetres apart and with Dylan sat beside me I was offering a great view of my pussy to anyone who cared to look.

I didn’t look for any voyeurs but Dylan was scanning the area whilst we talked and ate. Each time that he told me someone was looking I put a hand to my clit and rubbed it a little. All whilst still looking at and talking to Dylan.

A couple of times, instead of telling me, Dylan put his hand to my pussy and flicked and rubbed my clit.

By the time we left there I was very eager for us to get home for Dylan to give me the relief that I needed.

We hit another couple of shops then headed to the Underground station laden with bags of shopping,

Again, our journey coincided with groups of youths going to a football match and I lazily sat on the bench seat, but with Dylan sat next to me. It didn’t take long for one of the youths to realise what he could see, but with Dylan sat next to me he restricted himself to nudging the youths around him and nodding my way.

Again, I wasn’t looking and it was Dylan who told me whenever someone was looking at my bare legs right up to my pubis. All this added to my arousal and when we got to our station I almost dragged Dylan quickly back home.

The bags and clothes stayed behind the front door and we fucked with me leaning back on the inside of the front door.

We didn’t do much that was interesting for the rest of the day other than me phoning Lucy then Tim to tell him that Lucy really wanted a finger fucking and ...
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