0 comments/ 169604 views/ 16 favorites Jennifer's Secret Passion By: applevalyan I grew up in a fair size town in southern Georgia until I moved and went to college. My father was and still is a Baptist preacher. He would probably die of a heart attack if he knew half the things I did while I grew up and am still doing. I listened and behaved as a young kid but I became more stubborn and independent when I became a teenager. I wanted to wear clothes like the rest of the kids in town but when I started getting breast and a figure, my father became way over protective. He refused to let me wear shorts anymore and would not allow me to wear skirts or dresses above my knees. One warm summer Sunday morning he made me change to a longer skirt. He made me so mad that when I yanked my skirt down I tore my underwear a little. I was putting on another skirt when I noticed the tear so after putting on the skirt I removed my underwear. I threw them across the room at the hamper. I thought to myself that I ought to not wear any underwear just to spite my father. I had never gone without panties before but I was so mad I decided to do it. All during church services I kept thinking about my lack of underwear and I found that it was kind of wild and wicked and I liked it. I was still afraid that he would some how find out, so the first thing I did was put on a clean pair when we returned home. The very next Sunday he again made me change. As I changed I remember going pantyless the previous Sunday and decided to again to go without. That day I remained pantyless until I went to bed. For the next couple of years, this became a regular habit with me. I rarely wore any underwear to church anymore. And since one of my chores around the house was the laundry, I could get away with not having any dirty panties to wash. I didn’t wear panties anymore, except when I really needed to. My father still watched me closely so I still had to wear a bra out of the house. But many a days around the house, I wore just t-shirt and sweat pants. I had a close friend, Helen, which lived about a half-mile from my house. I had told her how mean I thought my father was acting and how I wish I could wear some shorter dresses like everyone else wore. She told me that since we were the same size, I could wear some of her clothes if I wanted. I could wear some of her short skirts and dresses until I could buy some of my own. She also said I could leave the clothes I bought at her house as long as she could wear them if she wanted. We made a deal! We would spend almost every Saturday together; I would go to her house and change into whatever I wanted to wear. Whether it was a short skirt or dress, or short-shorts and a t-shirt or tank top. I even started to go braless a lot. I loved it when the boys noticed my hard nipples. And the more the boy’s noticed, the harder they seemed to get. And they seemed to stay hard almost all the time. At first I wore underwear under my shorter skirt or dresses, but after a few weeks. I started to go without panties. For months I would remove them and put them in my purse when Helen wasn’t looking. It was very exciting. My nipples remained hard almost all the time from the thrill of knowing that if I wasn’t careful, somebody might see my bare bottom. The first time I knew that someone had actually seen up my skirt it was because I tripped on a shirt someone had left on the floor at ‘Wal-mart’. As I picked myself off the floor, I noticed my skirt was up almost to my waist. I looked up and there was a man about 30 looking at my bare bottom. As I stood up, I took a deep breath and smoothed down my skirt. I looked at the man again and he asked if I was all right, I said I was and thanked him for his concern. I smiled at him as I walked past him. My heart was beating fast and I had stomach had butterflies in it from knowing that a complete stranger had just seen my pussy. I reached under my skirt and my pussy was dripping wet. I headed straight for the restrooms where I masturbated to climax for the first time out of my bedroom. Helen didn’t see me fall but she seen me rushing for the restroom. She asked if I was all right and I told her I had to pee real bad. I ended up buying a real thin short white tank top that day. I knew I wanted to wear it next Saturday. I figured my nipples could be seen without much of a problem when I wore it. I got home I time for supper after changing into my jeans at Helens’. As I walked home I thought back on the guy looking at my pussy and then I noticed how my jeans were rubbing my pantyless pussy in a different way than normal. I started to walk slower and squeezing my legs together while walking. I actually had an orgasm as I walked down the road. That night I had a problem getting to sleep. My mind kept going back to my flashing, my masturbating and my exciting walk home. Then I noticed my hand was on my pussy, I just kept slowing rubbing myself until I came. Then I slept like a baby. Next Saturday Helen couldn’t believe I was going to wear that thin white tank top and a pair of tight short-shorts I had bought a couple weeks earlier. She said that she could make out my nipples through the top and that the shorts were so tight it looked like I didn’t have any underwear on. I looked straight into her eyes and said, “I don’t.” Her mouth dropped open and asked me if I was kidding, I said no. She said she still didn’t believe me so I unzipped the shorts and showed her. Since she was also wearing shorts and a loose t-shirt, I dared her to remove her undergarments and to try it. After a few minutes of daring her and calling her a chicken, she gave in and took off her bra and panties. She admitted to going braless a few times but never pantyless. By early afternoon, she said that it wasn’t bad at all and that she would probably do it again. She doesn’t know it yet but in a couple of weeks, she will be wearing a dress without any thing underneath. That afternoon we had made plans to our schools baseball game. I was looking forward to showing off in my new top. Little did I know that halfway though the game a rainstorm hit and I got drenched. Helen remarked that my top was completely see-thru. At first I placed my arms over my breast to hide them. There were about fifty of us under a big tent waiting for it to slack off. There were only 6 to 7 girls there. I noticed a lot of guys were watching me to see if they could see anything showing. I started to shake as I slowly lowered my arms. I then hear someone say to somebody else to check out the girl in the wet shirt. I just took a deep breath and push my tits out further. All the guys near me started to talk to me and look right at my tits. I found myself enjoying all the attention and stares. After about 30 min., one of the boys said my shirt was drying out. I said I was sorry and would they like it if I got it wet again. Helen was shocked when I said it but all the guys said sure. So I turned around and walked back into the rain, I stood still a second and then stated to rub the rain into my shirt. I made sure to give everyone a good look as I rubbed my tits and the crotch of my wet shorts. I walked back under the tent and shook my hair out, wetting everyone around me. On the way home, Helen said she couldn’t believe I did such a thing. I said I didn’t believe it either but that it was so much fun, I couldn’t stop. She asked me if I would ever do something like that again. I told her I honestly didn’t know. It was a lot of fun being looked at but that I didn’t get wet on purpose to begin with. She said that when I was rubbing my wet shirt, she thought for a moment that I was going to raise my shirt up and show my bare tits. I said that for a moment, I almost did. He mouth opened wide and we started to laugh. I asked Helen to go without underwear a couple more days that week. She said she would and that she would she me next Saturday. It rained hard that next Saturday. I talked to Helen on the phone and she told me she only wore panties twice last week and that was when she wore a dress to work. She asked if I had ever gone without panties under a dress and I told her many times. I dared her to not wear any panties under her longer dresses that week. She said she would think about it. When I talked to Helen a few days later she told me that she wore only her dress and shoes to her part-time job that day. She works as a cashier at a small grocery store nearby. She told me that all she does is stand so she knew she would be safe. It was also a very warm day that day and the A/C wasn’t working to good in the store and she thought it might be a bit cooler with less clothes on. She said actually enjoyed being naked under her dress and nobody else knowing about it. But she said the best part was that there was a little 6-inch fan under the counter to help keep her cool and it felt good every time it blew up her dress. She said that as long as she had that part-time job there, she would only wear dresses to work without anything on underneath. Saturday came and it was a warm sunny day. I told Helen I wanted to wear one of her short sundresses and I wanted her to wear one too. She let me pick first, I picked out a light yellow, mid-thigh length halter dress that tied behind the neck using thin white strings. Helen chose a mid-thigh length blue and white flowery tank dress. I removed all my clothes and put on the yellow dress only! Helen asked if that was all I was going to wear and I told her it was and I hoped she would do the same. She said that she was getting use to wearing knee length dresses without panties and didn’t know if she was ready to wear short dresses yet. I finally coaxed her into it. I told her I wanted to go to a mall in Valdosta and shop. She said that sounded like fun so off we went. As we were going down the highway I got a wild idea and pulled my dress from under my behind and left just enough skirt up front to just cover my bush. Helen asked what in the world I was doing. I started giggling and I told her I wanted to give the truckers a little leg to look at. She surprised me when she said that maybe she should do the same. I told her to go ahead if she dared, she did. I could see a little hair showing just past the hem. I didn’t dare tell her that dress was higher than she thought because I didn’t want to scare her out of showing off. I told her when we parked the car. She said that it was too late to do anything about it now and got out of the car. I started to get out and just as I was just starting to swing my legs around when I saw a guy walking behind the cars coming our way. I thought about my skirt and started to pull it down but decided to purposely give the guy a look at my legs. Just as he got to the next car, I swung my legs around. He turned to walk between our car and one we parked next to. He stopped in his tracks as he looked at my bare legs and hip, I looked down as I slid out the seat and my entire bush came into view. I stood up almost in shock at what I had just done. I was trembling as I closed the door, brushing down my dress as I walked away from him. Helen couldn’t see what happen because of the open door. She said the guy was still standing there with his mouth open and asked what had happen. I told her as we walked away, she broke out laughing and said she couldn’t believe I had done such a thing and asked me why I did it. I said I didn’t know but it felt like a fun thing to do at the time. Well, we entered the mall and walked around window-shopping for about an hour. It felt strange walking around almost naked in public but I was enjoying it too much to stop. We came upon a shoe store that was having a half price sale and decided to go inside a found a cute pair of heeled sandals I liked and the price was good too, so I decided to buy them. A cute young guy asked if he could help and I showed him what shoe I wanted, he said he’d get it and be right back. He returned a couple minutes later and asked if he could help me put it on. I said sure and sat down. The cold seat on my bare behind reminded me of my lack of underwear. I started to stand up and tell him never mind but then I got a tingle in my pussy; it wanted to have some fun. I made sure my knees were together when the guy knelt in front of me. He picked up one of my feet and removed the shoe and put on the new one. As he picked up the other foot I let my legs separate a few inches. I looked at Helen and she had her hand across her mouth hiding a giggle. That gave me more confidence and as he put on the other shoe, I spread my legs a couple more inches. As he was just finishing hooking the strap around my ankle, he looked up and seen between my legs. He stopped and then looked at my face; I smiled at him and spread my legs further apart, giving him a good look at my pussy. I lowed my foot and said I liked them and could I wear them out the store. He swallowed and said sure. I lifted my skirt to give him a full look before I stood up and paid for them. I was still trembling as I left the store, giving the guy a little wave as I left. Helen was about to bust a gut. She said that was the funniest thing she had seen in a long time. She said she bet the guy was probably in the bathroom jerking-off already. She said that she would never have the guts to do what I just did and that she didn’t know I was going to do it. I said that I hadn’t planned to do it either, that it just sort of happened and that it was a lot of fun. I told her that was the first time I had actually allowed someone to get a good look up my dress at my pussy. And that if it felt that good all the time, that it probably would not be my last. We left the mall and started our hour ride back home. Helen said that since I like showing off so much, she dared me to bare my tits and ride back topless. I smiled and said good idea and untied the straps and pulled down the top of my dress. I thought about removing it altogether but decided to wait for another day to do that. About a dozen truckers saw my tits before we got to Helen’s house. I was so worked up from my exposure at the shoe store and on the highway that I wanted to play with myself but couldn’t because of being next to Helen. I would just have to wait I got back to the privacy of my bedroom. During my senior year of high school, my father finally let me have a part time job. I got on as a secretary/girl Friday with an attorney in town. My grades were good in school and it was a field I was interested in, so I enjoyed the job. I enjoyed it so much that I’m going to college now to be an attorney. My father is so proud of me. He still doesn’t know how much of an exhibitionist I’ve become. I also became pretty good at sewing that I even made a few outfits of my own design. The one I wore the most was a skirt with 6-inch bands around the skirt that could be added or removed by buttons. I could make from just below the crotch or to the ground. My father even approved of it. I made it in three colors. One day I decided to leave it about 6-inchs above my knees and go home like that. My father had seen me come in the house and asked why I was wearing it so short. I told him I spilled some coffee on the bottom piece and decided to remove it. He didn’t say anything else. I also made a little bikini that tied on the sides. It was out of white cotton and had no lining so I knew it would show through when wet. It also rode so low that I had to shave my bush a little up front and a little ass crack could be seen in the back. I still have it but have only had the opportunity to wear it a couple of times. I wanted to try it out one hot afternoon, so I put on my old one piece and an old big t-shirt and told my mother I was going down to the creek to cool off. I rolled my little bikini in my towel and left. There is a creek about a ½ mile through the woods behind our house I’d been to many times in my life. When I got there, there was nobody around so I stripped off the old one piece and put on my little white bikini. The water felt great and the bikini was as transparent as I hoped it would be. I was so absorbed in my fantasies that I didn’t hear two boys arrive. I was lying in the water at the edge of the creek when I seen them on the other side looking at me. I didn’t know them but I did recognize one of them from around school. I had my first chance to show-off in my new bikini and was wanted to make the best of it. I waved at them and told them the water felt great and to come on in. Both boys were wearing tight cutoff jeans. I sat up as they entered the water. Both of them were looking at my wet top. I stood up and walked over to them, giving them a chance to see my string bottom, and introduced myself. Their names were Jim and Carl. We swam and floated a while and every time one of the boys stood up I noticed both of them had erections. I started splashing them and we ended up dunking each other. Jim accidentally grabbed on of my breast and immediately started to apologize. I told him it was all right and not to worry even if it happen again. Well it did, both Carl and Jim kept getting handfuls and each time lasted a little bit long. I was enjoying having my tits felt up. Then I wanted to be seen naked and to see them naked. I asked the guys if they had ever gone skinny-dipping before. One said he had and the other hadn’t, I told them that I had come down here alone a done it a few times but never with boys and wondered if they would like to join me. I don’t think they believed me so I took of my top and asked them again. They quickly unzipped and dropped their shorts and stood there in their wet briefs. I looked at their bulges as I untied my bottoms letting them drop into the water. I told them to take off their underwear too, they did. Since this was my first time being completely naked in front of male eyes, I slowly bent over and picked up my bottoms and walked out of the creek giving those boys a good look at my ass. I put my suit on some branches to dry. I walked back to them looking at their hard-ons, those were they first hard-ons I had ever seen. I walked up to them and turned around asking them what the though of my body. I told them that now there was no swimsuit in the way if they wanted to grab my tits. They both reached out at the same time to grab a tit and I took hold off both their dicks. Jim immediately shot off in my hand. He was embarrassed about doing it, but I told him now to worry I though it was cool. After a couple minutes of squeezing and stroking, Carl shot off also. I loved the power I had over these guys. They did whatever I wanted to do that afternoon. I didn’t let them screw me but I did let them bring me off with their fingers. I even jerked them both off again. I even tasted cum for the first time. I had heard other girls talking about giving head, so I want to give it a try, wasn’t bad. We must have been down at the creek 3 hrs or so before we left. I just put my t-shirt back on and walked home like that. That was the first time a male had ever looked on my naked body or touched breast and pussy. I really liked it and knew I was hooked and I wanted to do it again soon. The first time I had sex, it was with a guy I worked with, his name was Charles. I had just turned 18, graduated high school, and started working full time at my job until college started. This guy was real cute. He and I had been flirting the last couple months. I guess I started it all when I let him see up my skirt one afternoon. I was sorting some papers in a back office alone when he walked in to get a file. I was wearing one of my little stretch skirts and since I was sitting at a big table alone, I wasn’t caring about how I sat. The skirt was almost to my crotch. He went to the other side of the table to get a file from the cabinet and it happened to be in the bottom drawer. I saw him as he turned to look at me under the table and he dropped the file when he saw me sitting there pantyless and with my legs spread. I didn’t want to stop the show so I asked if I could help him pick up the papers. I got up and walked around the table to in front of him and squatted down with my knees apart. His eyes shot to my crotch and my bare pussy. He thanked me and I went back to my work as if nothing happened. But after he left in touched myself and discovered my pussy was wet one again. I flashed him a few more times and flirted with him regularly. Jennifer's Secret Passion -part 2 Before you read this story, you might want to read Jennifer's Secret Passion. It tells of how my current lifestyle all began. The last time I was here I said I had just started college in Gainesville, Florida at the University Of Florida [Go Gators]. Charles and I have become a couple in love. He recently was able to transfer his job to here. We got us an apartment and moved in together, which is great! It was getting hard not having sex for a couple of weeks, and now we have sex a couple times a day, even more on the weekends. I was able to get that part-time job dancing and waiting tables in the nude just south of town off of I-75. The owner is a fairly nice guy; I worked 2 or 3 times a week when my class schedule allowed it. I don't know if I was more nervous or excited the first time I got to dance on that stage for real. I just remember being very wet between my legs when I got off the stage. I really like dancing naked in front of total strangers. I was completely safe dancing naked, there was very little danger of being bothered up there. Not with BIG Mike standing there, protecting us. He was BIG and looked real tough, but he was really a pussycat to us girls. If I wasn't in I love with Charles, I would have liked to see just how ‘big', BIG Mike really was. Charles comes by once in a while to watch me and the other girls. I don't mind him looking at the other girls because he goes home with me. My boss knows Charles and knows I like to dance a little dirtier for my guy. The rest of the customers seem to like my dirty dancing too, because the tips seem to be better then. I act like I pick one guy off the floor to sit on the edge of the stage. I then tie his hands behind him so he can't touch me as I put my tits and pussy up against his face. Charles face is always wet, covered with my pussy juices. Charles and I did go to a few nude resorts near Tampa and we found one we both liked and we try to spend at least one weekend a mouth there. It feels great to walk around naked for two or three days. We swim, bike ride, ride horses, kayak, play volleyball, walk the trails or streets naked, day or night. Living naked is the life. The only thing frowned on if public sex. Which is the hardest part for us to not do, because I love semi-public sex. Just last weekend, after walking around shopping for about an hour and Charles continually rubbing of my bare ass and pussy under my little dress. [I had no underwear on because I don't wear them anymore unless I really need to.] I had had enough, I had just straddled Charles's lap in the front seat of his SUV in a Wal-Mart parking lot and was getting busy. I had my little sundress up around my waist and Charles's cock deep in my pussy, when I noticed an old man looking in the front window. Some old lady was almost running back to the store hollering for an employee. I wasn't about to stop until Charles dumped his load inside me. After he came, I saw this old lady and two blue vested men heading our way. I slid off Charles and told him to haul ass out of the parking lot. I once was sitting on Charles lap at a friend's house with him deep inside me for almost an hour. He was wearing just some loose lounge pants and I had on a mid-thigh length flare jean skirt. We were watching a ‘Gator' football game one Saturday and I became more interested in the growth under my ass. I reached below me and unbuttoned the one button holding his pants closed and removed his growing member. I was already wet with anticipation and shifted a bit and slid that baby all the way home. We sat there and watched the game with eight of our friend all around us. It was hard {ha, ha} to hold still. Charles moved every few seconds just to keep us in that aroused state. We were able to put it away without getting caught just before halftime. I met Charles in the bathroom at half time and had him take me from behind as I bent over the edge of the tub. That same evening we ended up playing strip poker. I was the 1st naked, I wanted it that way, and I lost on purpose. They let me keep playing but I had to do little naughty things when I lost. Like bending over and showing my pussy, playing with myself, letting Charles suck my tits, and so on. I told them I was all right with that but that Charles was the only guy there that could touch my pussy. We played on. Almost everyone got completely naked except two girls who still were in their panties. I won the last hand that night. I told them that I wanted to choose my winning prize. Just two minutes earlier, Charles had 2 fingers up my pussy as everyone else watched. I was pretty well worked up. All the guys were sporting nice hard-ons. And I just blurred out. I want Charles to fuck me and I want all of you to watch. We did. They did. It was a lot of fun being watched. I want to do it again soon. Charles says he is going to buy a good digital video camera soon so we can record ourselves and put it on the Internet. This is a great party town. There is party on campus almost every weekend. I don't drink but I still like to party, and with Charles acting as my protector, I always enjoy myself. Quite often I leave wearing less clothes than what I started with but that was my usually my plan. I always wear something that's quite revealing, but if I were to ‘accidentally' loose a button or a strap ‘accidentally' breaks. Oh, Well! Accidents happen! Another game I like to play at some of these parties is that I wear something short or thin, and I claim I need gas money and that I am willing to trade my sexy panties for cash. I had one guy pay me fifty dollars just to let him remove and keep my panties. After that everyone knows I am without panties and I seem to bent over or sit incorrectly a few times before I leave. When Charles and I go to the nude resort, all I usually wear out of our apartment is just a large t-shirt or tank top and remove it as soon as I get in the car. I thoroughly enjoy riding around naked, I never know who with see me naked next. I always seem to start playing with my pussy as we get on I-75. I like letting the truckers look at me while I suck Charles off or when I stick my ass out the side window. My parents don't know that Charles has moved down here. And they would have a fit if they find out we have moved in together. They think their sweet little daughter is sharing an apartment with Charlene. Not that their little girl is a SLUT, shacking up and having wild, sinful, immoral, and illegal [‘sodomy' I like it up my ass too!] sex. But I don't really care right now. I'm young and horny and right now I like being a SLUT. I'm paying my own way though college. Charles is taking care of the rent and utilities. We have talked of marriage but decided to wait a few years for that. We are happy with the way we are now. Charles asked me the other day if I ever wanted to have sex with more than one guy at a time. I told him I had thought about it and I would like to try two, three, or even four guys at once but not anytime soon. I was very satisfied with just one cock at a time right now. And I jokingly told him that as long as he could keep up with my sexual needs I keep him, but if he starts slowing down or can't keep or get it up, I'd trade him in for a newer, younger model or two. We are going to a Halloween party tonight. I'm going as a Roman servant girl. My toga goes off one shoulder and meets at the side with only one string holding it together. It just covers my ass and all of one tit and a third of the other. I'm wearing only sandals with it. Before the night get too far along, I plan on loosening the string to about a three-inch gap down the side. This would show my lack of undergarments and causes the barely covered tit to come uncovered. I plan to leave at least one tit bare the rest of the night. Part 2 It's been 3 weeks since part 1 of this story. Today is Monday, Saturday was my birthday, and I turned 20. I got home about 3 in the morning from my dancing job. I had a good tip night. Charles woke me around 10 am with some scrambled eggs, bacon, OJ, and a birthday card. After eating he told me he had made reservations for dinner tonight, and that he had bought me a new dress to wear. He would give it to me after I shower this evening. He was standing next to the bed naked and his dick was hard and pointing right at me. I told him not to loss that thing and to get on his back on the bed while I went to the bathroom to pee. As I got out of bed naked he grabbed my hand and said he couldn't wait for that. I said I wanted him to but that I didn't want to pee in bed. He said, OK, and taking my hand, led me to the bathroom. He climbed in the tub and got on his back and pulled me on top of him. He guided himself inside me as I lowered myself. I told him again I had to pee real bad. He smiled, and said for me to go ahead and pee anytime I wanted. He would wash to tub out later. He actually shocked me with that statement. I started to get up and pee but my pussy was taking over. I now wanted that cock moving inside me more than peeing. I started sliding up and down that lovely hard cock. When I started to cum, I felt something warm running down my leg. I was pissing, as I was cumming. I felt Charles cum inside me too. He said my pissing on his balls sent him over the edge. He said we had to try that one again, I agreed. We remained naked all day as we usually do when we are alone. About 6pm I started getting ready. When I came our of the shower, on the bed was a pair of my silver stiletto shoes, a little black g-string, and a short black spaghetti strap dress. I put on the g-string first; it was only about 2 inches wide in the front. The dress was next, it was very light and I could see through it. It felt real good against my skin. The dress had some silvery designs on the front, camouflaging the sheerness of the dress. I put on my shoes and checked myself out in the mirror. The dress covered my crotch by a couple of inches. I had to look hard to see my breast but the back had no silver design and I could easily see the strings of my g-string, but I liked that. I also notice the top of the dress was draped and loose. I bent over and could see both breasts. That could be fun tonight. About 15 minutes before we left the doorbell rang. It was Gary, a friend and workmate of Charles. He was dress real fine and asked if we were ready and Charles said we were. I asked Charles what was going on and he said Gary was to be our Chauffer and Companion for the night. I smiled and said "COOL!" Gary was one cute guy and had a nice ass and body it looked like. Gary opened the door to let me in and I tried to get in as lady like as possible but it was hard with such a short dress on. As soon as we pulled out, Charles started to tease me and I thought to myself that two could play that game and I was probably better at it than he was. As he played with my tits, I noticed Gary was checking us out in his rearview mirror. I thought that he would probably see a lot more than this tonight. What I didn't know was that Charles and Gary had plans of their own tonight, which I would be the recipient all weekend. I reached over and grabbed Charles crotch and noticed he had no underwear on and the heat from his growing member was easily felt through his thin cotton slacks. I leaned over and placed my mouth over his erection through his pants and purposely left a round wet spot on the front. He says, "Hey, look what you did." And I said as I was laughing, "Well, you started it. You'll just have to live with it dickhead." Then Gary told us to stop fighting or he would have to stop the car and spank us. And I chimed back, "Promises, promises." Once at the restaurant, Gary opened the door and made sure I gave him a good panty shot as I got out. The hostess eyed me up and down and gave me an evil smile as she sat us in our booth. I slid to the back with Charles on my right and Gary on my left. I made sure to lean over a couple time towards both guys to give them a look down my dress. After our meal and while we waited for desert, Charles said he promised Gary that I would give him a little present tonight for helping us. I gave him a puzzled look, and he said the panties you are wearing now. I said, "OK, let me out I need to go to the bathroom anyhow. I could feel every male eye on me as I sashayed my ass across the restaurant. I wondered if when I returned if they would notice the black strings if my panties gone as they look at my ass. I found this kind of exciting knowing that the crack of my ass was still visible thru the material and that any signs of panties was gone. I wiped my now wet pussy with those little panties and putting then in the palm of my hand back to the table I went. Charles got out and I slid across the seat and gave Gary my panties. Gary put the panties to his nose and took a big whiff as a dozen people watched. Charles slid back in next to me and put his hands between my legs and I automatically opened up. Charles put my panties on the table between us just before the waiter brought our desert. His eyes opened wide as he noticed my panties and where Charles' hand was. Charles asked him to return with the check, as we wanted to leave as soon as we finished our deserts. On the way to the car, I told Charles I needed to be fucked soon. He smiled and said not to worry, I would be. Once in the car, Charles told Gary to quickly get us home he had one horny lady with him in the back seat that needed a good screwing. Gary laughed and said, "Your wish is my command sir." Charles fingered me to the edge of cumming, when Gary pulled in our driveway. Damn him for driving too fast! My dress was still around my waist as Gary opened the door and the dome light came on. He got a good look at my wet pussy but I didn't care. It was when Charles open the front door he told me that Gary would be spending the night as my birthday present. All I said was, "WHAT?" He said his present for me being such a good bad girl was that the two of them were going to service me all night long. They did and they did a very good job. I took them one a time and both at once. I went to sleep somewhere around 4am and didn't wake until 2pm. Gary was still there. Charles decided to ask him to spend another night. I just smiled! Charles and Gary left for work a couple hours ago. My pussy, my asshole, and my mouth are all a little sore but it was worth it. I'm sitting here still naked as I write this story and wondering when Charles is going to bring anybody else home from work, or maybe more than one???? Jennifer's Secret Passion A couple months after we met he asked if I would like to meet him after work. I said that sounded like fun and we set it for Friday night. My father had met the guy one afternoon at work and liked him so when I told my dad that he had asked me out on a date, my father didn’t object. I had a couple nice dresses to wear and decided on one. I put it on and it still fit well but came to my knees. I wanted to shorten it and decided to put a grease stain near the hem. I stained it and asked dad if the dress would be all right to wear. He said it looked lovely on me and as I turned he told me to stop. He spotted the stain on the dress. I acted upset and said there was no way I could get that stain out. My mother said that since it was so close to the hem I could cut off about 4 inches and redo the hem. My father told me to go ahead and do that but not to make it too short. I cut off 6 inches. My father said it was a bit too short but mom said it would be all right if I sat ladylike. (If she only knew!) I wore a slip under the dress when I showed my mom and father. When I got back to my room I removed the dress and slip and put the dress back on again. I looked at myself in the mirror and I could easily make out my nipples though the dress. I smiled knowing that Friday night was going to be fun. My father was away Friday night when I left to meet Charles. I carried the slip with me incase I had to put it on when I got back. All I was wearing besides the dress was my heeled sandals I bought at the mall. It was a little breezy that evening and it felt good blowing around my bare butt. He was waiting in front of the restaurant when I arrived. As I walked down the sidewalk towards him, a gust of wind lifted my skirt. I put my hand on it but not before Charles got a flash. He gave me a kiss on the cheek and asked me if I ever wore underwear. I told him hardly ever. He just gave me a big smile and another kiss on the cheek. After we got our table and ordered, I noticed he kept looking at my breast. I smiled and told him that no, I wasn’t wear a bra either. I said what you see is all I’m wearing. Charles asked me questions about my lack of underwear and I told him about some of the flashing experiences I’d had. I noticed he kept adjusting himself during dinner. I teased him by asking if I was the reason of his discomfort and that if I was I could always go to the bathroom and put some panties on. He said that I didn’t have to do that; he liked me just the way I was dressed. And I said to him, “You mean that your not even going to get me out of this dress later on?” He actually choked a little his drink he was swallowing when I asked him that. He said he had planned to go dancing but now he wasn’t sure if it was such a good idea since my dress was short and I had no panties on. I told him I would still love to go dancing, panties or no panties. It made no difference to me. In fact, I told him, I had never been dancing pantyless on a dance floor before. And the thought of showing my ass on the dance floor excited me. When we got to Charles’ car I put my arms around his neck and gave him a big kiss. He made me moan when he reached around and put both his hands under my dress onto my bare ass. I think he was happy when I didn’t stop him. We got to the dance club and only danced about an hour. I was getting pretty worked up from all the attention I was getting. Everybody there knew not too long after we arrived that I had no panties on. I think it was the second dance where Charles and I were dancing to a slow song and I put my arms around his neck and he put his hands around my waist and raised them to mid back, slowly pulled up the back of my dress, I glad he did. I was trying to figure out some way to tactfully show-off my ass and he purposely or accidentally did it for me. After about an hour I told Charles I was tired and wanted to go someplace quite. He asked if I would like to go to his place. I smiled and said I would love to but that I had better get home. On the way to my car I removed my dress so Charles could get a good look at me. I spread my legs and let him finger fuck me. aaaah! After he got me off. I leaned over and gave him a kiss as I unzipped his pants and took out his dick. I put my mouth around his cock and started to suck like a cum hungry slut. He shot his load in less than a minute. He said that I was a natural born cocksucker. Some reason I felt proud at that remark. I told him I wanted his home phone number because I wanted to come to his place tomorrow and spend all day in bed with him. I got it and told him I would definitely call him in the morning. I knew I wanted to have sex with him and I wanted to do it everyway we could tomorrow. I was technically a virgin, I had never had a man, but I did own an 8-inch dildo, which I used once or twice a week. When we got to my car, even though it was only 11pm, I climbed out of his car naked and walked over to mine. I tossed the dress on the seat, climbed in and drove off naked. I stopped a half-mile down the road from my house got out of the car and got dressed. I did call Charles the next morning and got to his house about 9am and stayed till about 9 pm. I let him use every hole in my body. I was a bit sore the next day and told mom and dad I didn’t feel good so I stayed home and soaked in a warm bath when they went to church. I’m now going to ‘University of Florida’ and still see Charles whenever I go home for some good old fashion sex. We are getting to be an item and I like him. I am not interested in having sex with anyone else right now. But I still love to show-off when I get a chance and being in warm Florida, I get quite a few chances. At college I now own a nice collection on short skirts and dresses, a few even sheer. I went to a party the other night with a couple of girlfriends and all I wore was a sheer halter dress with only a little pair of black g-string panties beneath. My tits and ass were on display all night. Halfway thought the night, some guy asked if I would give him my panties. I did! I loved the looks I got that night. I hear I’ve gotten a reputation as a girl who would wear anything or nothing, almost anytime and anywhere. I hear guys like looking at a smooth hairless pussy. I’m going to find out! I have recently started to complete shave my pussy and now I keep it completely bald. Also a few weeks ago I was talked into a wet t-shirt contest. I ended up naked but for a pair of wet, thin, white g-string panties the club gave me to wear. That was fun and I plan to do a few more of them. I still need to find a job around here. I hear that there is a nude dance club down the interstate a few miles. I’m thinking about going down there and ask about a part time job. I think it would be a lot of fun dancing nude and getting paid for it. I enjoy being naked and getting paid for it would be a dream job. Charles has even suggested that I pose for ‘Playboy’. The idea does sound intriguing. He told me yesterday he found some nude resorts down near Tampa. We’ve decided to go check one out in a couple of weeks. I do believe I have become an exhibitionist and I love it. Maybe you’ll see me soon. Naked? Maybe! Bye!