3 comments/ 61699 views/ 8 favorites Ultimate Female Exhibitionist Ch. 01 By: ExhibGuy The little red imp had been floating in the middle of my living room when I came out to make myself breakfast that Saturday, scaring the shit out of me. He knew my name, and a lot of stuff about me. He said he was there to make me the Ultimate Exhibitionist. He said it that way, with the capital letters, you could hear them. I wasn't sure what he meant by that, but my first question was, "Why?" "You enjoy exposing your body to other people," said the imp. "Well, yeah, I guess so," I said. Why lie to him? He had apparently been watching me for awhile. "Specifically, you like to be completely nude in public places." "I haven't done anything like that before." "No? What about your trips to the nude beach? The towel-dropping incident at the hotel? That evening in the sauna at the gym?" He was smiling in a way that kind of made me uncomfortable. It showed a lot of little teeth. "Well, duh, yeah, I did do those things," I said. "But that doesn't sound as bad as what you're talking about." "You've taken the first steps. But you are correct that these examples are relatively tame. Wearing not a stitch of clothing in a place where many people can see your beautiful nude body and even cumming for them -- that's what you have to do to be the Ultimate Exhibitionist." All I could think of to say to that was, "I don't have a beautiful body." "Ah, but you most certainly do," said the imp. "Take off your clothes." I had my shirt over my head before my brain caught up to what he had said. When I stopped and glared at the imp, he just kept on smiling. I shrugged, and finished undressing. He probably had x-ray eyes or something anyway. The imp actually licked his lips as I kicked my panties away, my last bit of clothing. He said, "Now look in the mirror." A full-length looking glass suddenly materialized before me. "What do you find unattractive about that body?" "Um. I'm too fat." The imp made a funny sound, like a horse after a long run. He floated over to me. "Nonsense. You faithfully attend your spinning class three times a week. You eat well. You have the right genes." He floated beside me, gazed into the mirror. I wasn't very surprised that he didn't have a reflection. "Your body is beautiful." "My boobs are too small." "Ah. Now we're beginning to unearth your insecurities." The imp leaned in toward my chest, and blew gently across my nipples. They hardened in the hot breeze. "I think they're fine. Nice B cups. But if it makes you less likely to expose your body..." He trailed off, floating in front of me, and looked me over critically. "Your neck is statuesque. Your shoulders are elegant. Your stomach is flat and firm. Your thighs are slim, not too muscular. Your pussy is beautiful. Your knees and calves are gorgeous. Your feet are well proportioned." He floated around behind me. "Nice ass," he added. I had to grin. He completed a circuit of my nude body and hovered before me. "So what else keeps you from showing your body to everyone, all the time?" "Other than maybe being arrested?" I said. The imp waved his hand around, like he couldn't be bothered with details like the law. Maybe he really didn't have to worry about stuff like that. Maybe I didn't, either. "Well, hmmm," I said aloud. Might as well think carefully here. Maybe the imp could help me somehow. "My skin is too pale. I don't tan at all, I just burn right away." "It wasn't very long ago that the whiter your skin, the more beautiful you were considered," the imp said. "Of course, that was also back when it was fashionable to be fat, so other people could see how wealthy you were." "Um, shaving is kind of irritating," I went on. "And I think a shaved pussy looks better than a hairy one. Don't you?" "We're talking about your thoughts and desires, not mine. But that's an easy one. Anything else?" "You know, the big problem..." Should I say this? Well, why not? "The big problem is, I think I look silly when I cum." The imp raised an eyebrow. "All humans look silly when they cum." "Well, but if someone sees me naked, and I can tell that it turns him on, and I masturbate and I cum while he can see me, I'm afraid it's a turn-off for him." "I think you're quite wrong about that. But we'll see what we can do," the imp said. What did he mean by that? "So are you ready for me to make you the Ultimate Exhibitionist?" I moved away from the imp a bit. "Um, what are you thinking of doing to me?" "Nothing you won't enjoy, believe me. I'll help you get more comfortable exposing that beautiful body. I'll set up ideal situations for you to do it." He wiggled his fingers. "I'll work my magic on the people you encounter, and make it easier for you to talk them out of their clothes. The more naked people, the better." "Why?" The imp shrugged, grinned more broadly. "Why not? So are you game?" I was standing naked in the living room of my apartment, talking to a floating two-foot tall red guy, my nipples still hard from when he had blown across them. I was terribly horny. Was that real, or something the imp was making happen with his "magic"? Well, it felt really good, so did I honestly care? "Okay," I said. "I'm your girl." "Excellent." The mirror disappeared, and the imp rubbed his hands together gleefully. "First things first. Let's have that pussy hair removed." --- I was lying naked on an examination table, with my legs spread apart. A cute young technician named Jim was carefully looking over my pussy. I was biting my lower lip, trying hard not to get too wet. Jim looked up at my face and noticed my expression. "Everything okay?" "Um, sure. Just a little uncomfortable being nude in front of a stranger," I lied. "I'm done examining your genital area, so you can cover up with a sheet if you want." I sighed, like I was resigned to my fate. "No, that's okay. It's probably quicker if I just stay nude." "That's true," Jim said, but I didn't think it really was. "We'll do your underarms first, if that's okay." "Sure." So for the next half hour, I lay on my left side, facing the wall, while Jim used the laser to burn out the follicles in my right armpit. He'd warned me it would hurt a little bit, but it really wasn't as bad as I thought. When he was done with the right pit, I just felt a kind of dull ache on the skin there, like I was sunburned. He had me turn over to lay on my right side, and I shifted my body, my boobs flopping over as I did. I watched his eyes watch them. I had been lying with my back to Jim, but now I was facing him. His crotch was right at eye level, and I could detect a distinct bulge there. "Jim," I said as he rubbed cooling gel into my underarm, "I'm still a little uncomfortable being naked." "Do you want me to cover you up for a bit?" I took a deep breath. "Actually, I think it might help me if I wasn't the only one naked." Jim didn't say anything. "I mean," I added hastily, "if being nude seemed like, you know, the natural thing to do in this room, like, everyone in the room was naked, then maybe, you know, I wouldn't be uncomfortable?" I had screwed this up royally. Or maybe not. "Okay," Jim said, and slipped the scrubs from his young, tanned body. He was wearing boxers underneath, and he pulled those off too, to reveal a nice, semi-erect cock. It didn't surprise me that it was hairless. "Now let's get back to work," he said, and activated the laser. His mind might have been on work, but his dick certainly wasn't. It quickly grew to a full erection. Just as he had for the right pit, Jim began to pull the skin under my left arm into good positions for the laser, and to shoot me every so often. But his hand was wandering further toward my chest now than it did before. He was spending a lot of time stretching my skin taut by pulling it forward, using the side of my breast for leverage. Finally, the palm of his hand brushed my erect nipple. I bit my lip but didn't say anything. I just kept watching as a bead of pre-cum formed on the tip of Jim's cock. After a few more laser shots, Jim's hand came to rest squarely on my breast, my nipple poking into his palm. He tugged my tit forward, took a shot. "Sorry, is that uncomfortable?" "Not at all," I said. Jim kept his hand on my boob, pulling it and squeezing it to line up his shots. At one point he actually pinched my nipple between his thumb and finger, and pulled it hard to stretch my skin before he took a shot. I said nothing, and watched his pre-cum dribble to the floor. Finally, Jim announced he was done with my pits. Now he was ready to move on to the "genital area." I lay on my back and spread my legs for him again. "You may not need much of this," he said holding up the tube of gel. "Looks like you're already pretty well lubed up down here." I blushed. "I seem to recall you were producing some lube yourself, there." He chuckled, and squeezed some of the cool gel onto the skin around my pussy. Slowly but forcefully, he rubbed it in. I felt my clit swell up. It's kind of big, so I'm sure he could see it, poking out from under its hood. Still, he kept rubbing. I moaned, and he stopped. I reddened again. "Sorry," I said. "My fault," he said, and pulled the laser into position. The next half hour was heaven and hell. Heaven because this nude hunk was sitting between my legs playing with my pussy. Hell because I had to try very hard not to cum. I was still uncomfortable doing that with someone watching me. But as time went on, I kept getting hornier and hornier. I couldn't even feel the little rubber-band snaps of the laser anymore. My whole body felt like it was vibrating, and Jim continued to push, prod, shoot, stretch, pinch, shoot, fondle, squeeze, shoot between my legs. Finally, there was nothing I could do. A cute naked guy was fondling my pussy, so I was going to cum. I moaned loudly, and I came hard. And some kind of liquid shot out of my pussy and hit Jim square in the face! Jim jumped back, and I started to hop off the table, but I was still cumming. Another burst of pussy juice flew out from between my legs, and hit the back of the exam room door, drenching the clothes hanging there. My clothes! "Omigod!" Jim said. "I've never seen a girl ejaculate like that before!" "I'm so sorry!" I cried. "God, no! That was beautiful!" "It was?" Jim grabbed his shirt from where he had dropped it and used it to dry his face and chest. Once it was thoroughly messy, he reached for his pants and wiped down the rest of his body. I had certainly made a mess. My pussy and my thighs were still dripping. "Here, let me get that for you," Jim said, and used his boxers, the only thing suitable left in the room, to gently clean me up. Afterwards, he inspected his work on my pussy. He leaned in closely to check the area he had been lasering, seeming not to care that I might fire-hose him again, with nothing left in the room to use for a towel. He frowned a little, and started to move the skin around, peering harder and harder. The sunburned sensation was already gone from the areas he had treated, and I was feeling very horny. If he kept looking, I was going to have to cum again. "That's amazing," Jim said finally. "It looks like this one treatment has been extremely effective and exceptionally well-tolerated for you. I don't see any evidence of inflammation or irritation, and I can't find any follicles that need additional work." "It's not for want of looking," I said, and bit my lower lip at Jim. He smiled back. "It's really kind of weird, though. Most people need several sessions, but it looks like you're done here." He lost the smile. "Too bad." "I think I should probably come back next week for you to check me over completely and be absolutely certain everything's okay, don't you?" He recovered quickly. "Oh, definitely! Yes, let's make that appointment for you." He got up and started for the door. "Um, hon, remember you're naked?" I said. "Shit!" He froze in place, looked toward the door. "What are we going to do?" I cocked my head and made a show of considering our options. "My clothes are soaked, and so are yours. I've got something to wear in my car," I lied, "but that doesn't help me here. There's nothing in the room we can really use to cover ourselves, so I guess I'll just have to walk out to my car naked." "I don't think that would be a good idea." "Why not? Aren't most people here to get hair taken off their cocks or pussies?" "Well, yeah. Of course, there's the occasional guy with the hairy back." Jim shuddered. "But we don't have any of those today." "If they want their private parts to look nice, that means they're horny. They'd love to see people nude. How many guys are out there waiting?" "Um, I don't know, a couple." "Then you should show them how great your cock looks too." "What?" "I know I was nervous coming in here. It would make them feel better to see someone else had the procedure and is none the worse for wear. Come on. If you walk out nude with me I won't feel so bad." I held out my hand, and held my breath. The imp had said he would help me talk other people into exposing themselves. That must have been why Jim took off his scrubs so quickly before. That must have been why he took my hand now, and walked out to the reception area with me, both of us totally nude. The two guys waiting were more interested in checking out my newly lasered pussy, and the three women were fascinated by Jim's hairless balls, but I think we got our message across. The receptionist was flabbergasted, but I eventually talked her into showing her bald pussy, too. I let the guys feel how smooth my pussy was, and I only came one time. The guy who got hit by my juice was very nice about it, even though I probably ruined his shirt. I think the other guy was actually jealous. I was almost back to my car before I realized I was still nude. I guess I was getting more comfortable with my body. Just like the imp wanted. I drove back home naked, being careful not to come again until I was sitting at home in my bathtub. I didn't want to mess up my upholstery. END Ultimate Female Exhibitionist Ch. 02 "It can't be a nude beach," the imp had said. "Or even a topless beach. That would be cheating. It has to be a normal public beach. Where someone sells ice cream." "What if I get arrested?" I had asked. The imp had just shrugged, but I was horny enough that I was now sitting nearly naked in my car in the parking lot of a local beach. I'd tried to pick a place and a time that wouldn't have too many people around. I had come on a school day morning, so there were no little kids in the area. This particular beach was at the very end of a long public section, and the parking lot was pretty small. Of course, today it happened to be completely full, so I had to park by the side of the road. That meant a longer walk before I hit sand, but I figured that didn't really matter, because I was going to be exposed plenty long today, anyway. I looked around and didn't see anybody, so I took a deep breath, stepped out of the car, and slipped off the cover-up I'd been wearing. I tossed it on the seat, closed and locked the door behind me, and put my keys on top of the front tire. I was standing outside now in the skimpiest "bathing suit" I'd ever worn in my life. Of course, my outfit was specially designed by the imp, that horny bastard. My swimsuit bottom had magically arrived in the mail yesterday – a sheer black "C-string." You know, one of those new things that doesn't even have any straps, it just squeezes itself over your pussy and up through your ass crack. I have to admit it felt pretty amazing to wear, because I definitely knew it was there, but it was almost like nothing was there, you know? The imp had told me to wear pasties over my nipples, but I pointed out I didn't own any. He said we'd have to do something about that, and I asked why he hadn't just ordered me some along with the C-string. He smiled and said he had a plan, and then he asked me if I liked the white stuff inside Oreo cookies. The sticky stuff the imp gave me to hold the two cookie halves on seemed to be working okay so far, but I was worried about my Oreo pasties sliding off once I started walking and my B-cups got to bouncing a bit. They barely covered my areolas as it was. I walked carefully on the hot pavement, though it didn't really seem to be hurting my bare feet. More of the imp's work? There were probably a couple dozen cars in the parking lot, filling not just the legal spaces but every place a car could be wedged in. Mine was the only car parked outside the lot, on the side of the road. It looked like there would be plenty of people at the beach today after all to see my pasty white naked body, covered by nothing more than a thin strip of sheer cloth and two cookies. A teenage kid, obviously cutting school to go surfing, came out from behind a big conversion van carrying his board toward the crossover just as I was walking by. He kind of did a double take, then said, "After you, Miss Hottie," with a sweep of one hand. He was clearly underage but cute, and my nipples hardened against the Oreos. I blew him a kiss and walked past him onto the wooden crossover to the beach. I could feel his stare on my bare ass, so I swung it from side to side as I walked on the boards. My horniness was starting to overpower my nervousness and make me a little light-headed. I stepped down the stairway and onto the sand, still self-conscious about how pale my skin was. I'd never been much of a beach bunny before (even though I had sneaked off to the nude beach a couple of times) and I didn't even have tan lines. I never tanned much, anyway, I tended just to burn instead. There were people everywhere, lounging on beach towels, walking in the surf, riding the morning waves, strolling on the beach. So much for picking a slow day. A few people started to notice me, and stare. One guy made a wolf whistle sound, and then it felt like every eye on the beach was on me. I was really nervous, but God was I turned on. My nipples felt like little diamonds, they were so hard, and I didn't know how the Oreos were still staying attached to them. I walked down to the edge of the water and stuck a toe in, and made a show of shivering. It wasn't actually all that cold, but making my tits bounce around in front of all these people felt really good. I sat down on the sand and let the waves lick at my pussy through the sheer fabric of the C-string. I sat there for several minutes, feeling the cool water wash up my legs and over the smooth skin of my cunt, tickling my hard clit, then slide back down my practically nude body. I was breathing harder and harder, in time with the surf. Before very long, I found myself right on the edge of having an orgasm, and I had to force myself to stop, stand up, and breathe normally. I brushed the sand off my ass as I turned away from the water. Better to be insanely horny than satisfied for what I needed to do. I had been on the beach now for nearly five minutes, and I noticed that almost everyone, man or woman, was still watching me. I stood facing them with my hands on my hips and my legs slightly spread, dripping water and pussy juice right through the C-string. My clit was so hard I thought I could see it poking against the sheer black fabric when I looked down. What was it guys thought about to keep from cumming? Baseball, that was it. I tried to remember how many innings were in a game, how many outs in an inning, how many strikes in an out. Did I mention I'm not very big on sports? Anyway, it was the first time I had ever actually tried to keep from having an orgasm, which I had been about to do just standing there with my legs spread in front of all these people with that C-string fabric rubbing against my pussy, and it seemed to work. When I had calmed down enough to walk, I headed up the beach, toward the ice cream stand. I had specific assignments today from the imp, certain marks I had to hit, and ice cream was next on the list. Luckily, the guy selling ice cream wasn't too far away. I only had to walk about five minutes to reach the little building, swinging my ass the whole way. I was really turned on by showing off so much, and the thought of what I had to do next, the script I had to follow, was making me wetter and wetter. I wasn't sure whether to be relieved or disappointed that there was no one in line for ice cream, or really even anywhere near the stand. Maybe it was too early in the morning for the ice cream rush to begin. I propped my elbows on the counter, and my Oreo-tipped tits swayed back and forth. "Hi," I told the guy, "I'd like a small vanilla cone with Oreo bits on it." "I can tell you like Oreos," the guy said. He watched my breasts while he pulled the soft-serve ice cream, so I kept them moving for his benefit. He handed me the cone and I said, "Where are my Oreo bits?" "We're all out," the guy said. He smiled. Maybe he already knew what I was going to do. The imp had assured me the sticky stuff on my nipples was non-toxic. I was a little bit afraid it might be imp cum, but I guess I had eaten worse. So I didn't hesitate to pull first the left, then the right Oreo cookie right off the ends of my tits and crumble them over the ice cream cone. The cool ocean breeze across my now bare nipples felt wonderful, and once again I felt almost ready to cum just standing there. "You should do my job," the ice cream guy said. "You'd make a fortune." I smiled at him and took a bite out of the ice cream cone. With my free hand I pinched my nipples and made them stand out even more. I was turned on and so, I could tell, was the guy. "Um, that'll be four bucks," he stammered. "I don't have any money," I said, and I licked the ice cream. "Well, um, then you'll have to give the ice cream back." I touched the ice cream to each of my nipples in turn, and stood up straighter, poking my chest at him. "You can take it back lick by lick," I said. He didn't have to be told twice. He licked my right nipple, sucked on it, and ate all the ice cream off of it, and I came hard. Luckily there was a counter between me and the guy, or I would have ejaculated all over him just like I did the guy at the laser hair removal place. As it was, my cum sprayed right through the flimsy C-string fabric and splatted against my side of the ice cream counter. My orgasm seemed to go on and on while his tongue flicked over my nipple, and I know I moaned long and loud. I thought the noise of my juices slapping the wood was pretty loud, too, but the guy didn't even notice as he moved to my left nipple and sucked that one clean also. I gave him back four more nipplefuls of ice cream, and I came really hard and long once more in the process, but then I said, "Look, I've already eaten some of this stuff so I can't give it all back to you. Maybe I can find something besides cash to give you as payment." He leaned back, ice cream around his mouth, and looked at me funny. "How about the rest of my swimsuit?" I said. His eyes widened, which I took as a yes, so I stepped back a bit from the counter so he could see, pulled off the C-string with a flick of my wrist, and slapped it down on the counter. It made a squishy noise, since it was soaked with my pussy juice. The guy didn't seem to mind. He smiled at it, so I took that opportunity to walk away, eating my ice cream cone, rubbing my bare and now fully exposed pussy. Now I was completely nude on a public beach, but I was so fucking horny that I just didn't care. I'd come a couple of times, but somehow that had only turned me on that much more. I'm sure this was part of the imp's work, too. I felt wetness running down my legs as I walked back toward the more crowded part of the beach, eating ice cream and pinching my nipples. God, I needed to come again so bad. I finished off my cone and headed toward a beach towel with one guy on it by himself, back near the rocks. I wasn't ready for everyone to see my naked bod, not just yet. He wasn't the most attractive guy, but he was really pale like me, so he was bound to have SPF 50 with him. They guy couldn't help staring at my nude body as I approached. "Hi," I said to him. "Can I sit on your towel?" "Uh, sure!" He jumped up and stood beside it. I grinned as I sat down on the end closest to the ocean, facing the water. "I think it's big enough we'll both fit." "Oh. Okay!" He plopped down on the other end, facing my naked back. "Would you rub some suntan lotion on my back, hon? I don't want to get sunburned walking around naked out here." "Sure!" I heard him squeeze out a blob of lotion on his hand, then begin gently massaging it into my lower back. "Mmmm, that feels good," I said. I pulled my long hair up and held it above my head with both hands, showing off my boobs to the guys walking by on the beach. It sure seemed like there were a lot them, and they weren't walking very far before they turned around and strolled back by me. "Don't forget my shoulders." "Okay!" he said, and he rubbed white stuff on my shoulders and neck, too. I shifted to sit crosslegged, the better to show my wet, hairless pussy to all the people starting to stare at me. When my lotion guy was done with my back, I stretched back first one arm, then the other for him to take care of. Then I stood up. "How about my legs and my ass now, babe?" His only answer was a squirt of lotion, and then I felt him start with my ankles and work his way up. When he reached my bare butt, he just kept rubbing it over and over, more and more gently. I've never cum from any kind of ass-play, but I was so horny today I finally had to make him stop, and then I turned and knelt facing him. "Now my tits, please," I said, and I could tell this was what he'd been waiting for. Just before he squeezed the lotion into his hand, I said, "Wait." He gave me a confused look. "Take those off first," I said, pointing to his trunks. He hesitated, but only for a couple of seconds. I could see he didn't want to waste the opportunity to rub lotion all over a nude woman's breasts, so he quickly slipped off his suit, exposing himself in front of all those people, too. A throbbing hard-on bounced as he knelt back down. I picked up the lotion and placed a dab on each of my nipples. "Do my nipples first," I ordered. "Just use one finger." Using his index finger, he rubbed the lotion all around my left areole, then circled the sides of my protruding nipple, then brushed over the tip. I closed my eyes and moaned, and I tried to think about baseball again. He did the right nipple then, and I held my bottom lip between my teeth. When my nipples were good and covered, he squirted out more lotion and gently massaged it into my chest. He cupped my breasts in his hands several times, and I just breathed deeply and enjoyed it. "Don't forget my tummy and then...my pussy." I felt his hands probe lower at my command. Still kneeling, I spread my thighs wide to give him access. My lotion guy rubbed my stomach for a few seconds, but he soon moved right between my legs. This was what I'd been waiting for. I grabbed his hand and guided him where I needed. First his palm over my whole pussy, then slowly working up to two fingers stroking my clit. Once I got him there, I pinched my nipples and twisted them and moaned and came hard once again. I soaked his towel (and a lot of him, too), but he didn't seem to care. "Okay," I panted, "I think I'm good and covered now." On an impulse I grabbed the lotion out of his hand and smiled at him. "But we need to make sure you don't get a nasty burn either." I pushed him back so he was lying partly on the sand, propped on his elbows so he could still watch my tits bounce as I squirted some of the suntan lotion into my hand. I laid my palm gently on his penis, and rubbed the cool white stuff lightly onto his shaft. "We don't want your cock to get all burned, do we?" I squeezed more lotion from the bottle directly onto his scrotum. "Those balls need to be covered, too." I dropped the lotion bottle and began rubbing his cock up and down with my right hand while I massaged the lotion into his balls with my left. I did it very slowly at first, loving the feel of his hard, slippery penis in my hands. As I started beating his cock faster and faster, I looked toward the ocean and saw a whole crowd of guys watching me now. Even from twenty or thirty feet away the tents in their suits were pretty obvious. I winked at one of them, right when lotion guy said, "Oh! I'm going to cum!" I turned back in time to see him covering his stomach and chest with his own white stuff. His elbows came out from under him and he collapsed on the towel, looking exhausted. I gently rubbed his cum into his body, and said, "There now, baby, all safe from the hot sun." I got up and ran my hands over my own body, checking that every inch was protected. I was really scared about getting a bad sunburn, and I hoped the imp knew what he was doing. I left my lotion guy exhausted and lying half off of his beach towel, still nude. I grinned, knowing the imp would be pleased I'd gotten someone else naked. But now I had hit all my marks, and it was time to beat a hasty retreat. I still had a fear of getting picked up by the cops, and I didn't want to push my luck. "Would you like to rub some lotion on me now, baby?" Some guy had walked up from behind me while I wasn't paying attention. He was really dark, clearly someone who spent a lot of time in the sun. I tried to back away gracefully. "Sorry, hon, it's time for me to leave. Maybe next time." I smiled and I willed him not to be a creep. "Okay," he said, and he smiled back. "Wow, that instant tan lotion really works, huh?" I had no idea what he was talking about until I looked down at my own naked body and said, "Omigod!" My skin was a deep bronze color, as dark as the guy I'd just been talking to, all except for my nipples which remained a luscious pink that really stood out against my now well-tanned tits. I held my long hair in my hand and saw that it had been seriously bleached by the sun to a color so blond it was almost white. I looked like I had spent months out in the sun, and I had only been on the beach for a couple of hours today. "Cool," I said, and I had a spring in my step as I strode back to the crosswalk. The imp had paid me off beautifully for my performance today. Plus, I had really enjoyed the experience, and had had some of the most intense orgasms of my life, and it looked like I was getting away with it. I walked over the crosswalk nude, and thought about how, even though I might have exposed myself before, I was now truly hooked on exhibitionism. I reached the parking lot, turned toward my car, and...it was gone. Gone! It must have been towed for being parked illegally! Now what? "Omigod, Miss Hottie!" It was the surfer kid again. "You look like you need a ride!" How could I say no?