6 comments/ 46605 views/ 3 favorites Flashing Around Town & Home Ch. 02 By: DreamChey Here is a collection of continuing small stories involving true incidents of exposing my voluptuous body. I have always been self-conscious about my larger frame and being 5' 9" doesn't help. I had, in the past, hidden my big breasts with unflattering clothes to minimize their features. I have only recently started to dress to emphasize my assets and have only been appearing in public in various states of undress since around May. I live on a corner of the main road into the subdivision. Needless to say, many people pass my house and have to stop at the stop sign immediately past my driveway. In my last story, I made the first conscious effort to flash the mailman. Thinking back, he probably had seen me (or parts of me) in the past as I had stood in the garage naked masturbating at my boyfriend's insistence or sat naked in the grass, on the side of the house that faced two streets and many neighbors' houses in the afternoon during the summer, chatting on the phone with my boyfriend. Right before I took the direct approach, I somewhat started the trend of letting the mailman see more. It was unintentional at first, as I see this man all of the time. One afternoon, about 2 p.m., I was reading the last chapters of an anything-goes story, and literally, I had a headache from the constant arousal. My pussy was throbbing at some of the things I had read, and my pussy was more wet than it's ever been. Engrossed in the story, pussy throbbing, I nearly jumped out of my skin when someone suddenly bang, bang, banged on my front door. Immediately, my puppies started barking, not helping the throbbing in my head at all. Quietly, I walked to the door and looked out the peephole. The mailman's truck was on the sidewalk in front of the house, and he was sitting in his truck writing a card telling me he tried to deliver packages. He and I have played this game before, and I knew what he was doing, so quickly, without thinking, I opened the front door. My mind was still trapped in the story, lost in a fog of lust, and I didn't even think about how I was dressed when I opened the door. Thank goodness it was cold enough that day that I had to put on a robe (as I usually prance around the house totally nude). It wasn't until I walked out to the edge of my walkway that I felt the cold wind caressing the exposed skin of my half-unzipped robe. Yikes! He was looking at me, and I didn't know whether to draw attention to my partially unzipped robe by zipping up, or try to ignore my embarrassing situation. In my mind, it was one thing to park at a rest stop on the interstate near the restrooms and sit in the car totally naked, to see which travelers paid attention enough to see me fuck myself with a dildo and another to have someone who knows me, be able to see me exposed. He didn't say anything about my half-unzipped robe, but he sure was looking at my bare cleavage! He told me that I had several packages, a couple too big to fit through the front door. He suggested I open the garage door to take the packages in that way. I came back through the front door, debating on zipping up the robe. Since he didn't mention it, I decided not to zip the robe just as the garage door began to open. Either I was slow as molasses, or he was fast, because his truck was already backed into the drive as the door opened and he was already in the back of the truck reaching for the packages. As he gathered the packages and scanned them, I walked out to the truck and took the boxes from him, one at a time. He would set them down so I would have to bend over to pick them up. My tits would hang trying to escape the robe. With my car in the garage, it was so crowded that I had to put the boxes on the hood, top, and trunk of the car. When I had placed the last one in the garage, he told me he thought about bringing the packages earlier in the morning, but thought I'd still be sleeping and that I would be mad at him for waking me. The whole time he was talking, he stared at my titties as the wind blew the robe against my body and then away again, giving him great views of my hard nipples. What a tease! I explained what time I was up that morning, and he said okay, he wouldn't worry about waking me the next time that I had packages. That should have been the end of the conversation, but he hadn't looked his fill yet. He told me about his last route, where he had to walk 13 miles a day with a satchel on his back. That wasn't the hardest part of the job though. The worst part was the cops who kept harassing him about moving his truck when he had to double-park downtown. He told me he had done this for 22 years, and was really glad when this route fell into his lap. Telling me he'd see me later, he waved as he climbed into the truck. He just didn't know how much he was yet to see. Having revealed my huge all-natural titties and shaved pussy (from the adventure planned by my boyfriend), I decided I would be bolder in my exhibitions to the mailman since my full, voluptuous, curvy body made his cock so hard. We are so bombarded with the myth that all men find scrawny women so beautiful, I had lost sight of the fact that a lot of men still find plump women attractive. I planned to take another step in my newfound hobby and looked forward to the next opportunity. I had to go out the other morning to take care of some errands. As I returned home in the early afternoon, I saw the mailman turning into the subdivision. Was I lucky or what? I accelerated past him to make it home before he got there. I quickly dashed into the house, threw all my clothes off and was waiting at the opened garage door when the mailman arrived. I was peeking around the corner and saw him looking around wondering where I was and what I was going to do this time, I imagined. Just as he pulled up to my property, I stepped out about three feet onto the driveway, naked, with my hands between my legs, my fingers frantically rubbing my wet pussy. I stood there in plain sight of anyone who could have driven by (some did) or came to the sidewalk to get their mail. His mouth fell open in surprise at seeing me butt naked, but his surprised expression quickly turned into a big smile when he realized what I was doing between my legs. I imagine the sight of my hard nipples and big titties didn't hurt matters either. He just sat there smiling at me while I stood with my legs spread wide apart and teased my clit and finger-fucked my hot pussy, at the same time rubbing my hard nipple with the other hand. It wouldn't have looked so odd to any neighbors (if they had been outside) if he stopped at the mailbox but he had braked so suddenly when he first saw me, he was actually two to three feet away from the mailbox, the hood of the truck barely past the driveway. He was simply sitting at the end of my driveway, about 25 feet away, watching me. He had a straight-on view of me, and I had the perfect view to see his cock get hard and push against his pants. I continued to finger-fuck my hot pussy until I had an orgasm and could hardly remain standing. We then looked at each other, for probably less than a minute, oblivious to all else around us. He wasn't moving, his eyes still glued to my body, and I started to get nervous. I smiled slightly, waved at him with my cum-soaked fingers, and slowly turned around to saunter back into the house through the garage door. I looked back to see where he was at as I put my hand up to hit the button to make the garage door close; he was just sitting there apparently enjoying watching my round ass wiggle as I slowly walked away from him. I smiled at him again as I hit the button and the garage door slowly came down. I was so turned on by being outside and having an audience while I masturbated that I had to go in and finger myself to another fantastic orgasm. In the next story, the mailman gets close-up views of my body. While this story doesn't involve direct sex, it is entirely true. It is not a fictionalized account. Flashing Around Town & Home Ch. 03 This is the third installment of my adventures with my mailman. I heard a loud bang, bang, bang at my door last Saturday morning. It was early, about 9 o'clock, and I seldom answer the door when I'm naked. But I've heard that particular bang, bang, bang before and I was pretty sure I knew who it was even before I got out of my computer chair to go look. The pups were barking so shrilly in the small hallway entrance, I couldn't think. Trying to quiet them down, I peeked through the barely open door and sure enough the mailman was standing there. Telling the pups to be quiet and to get back, I opened the door enough to speak to him to see what he wanted as he normally delivered my mail around 2:00 in the afternoon. I had a queasy feeling in my stomach, wondering what he wanted and I thought I already knew. At this point, all he could see was my face and naked shoulder. When I said, "Yes?" he started stumbling all over himself trying to assure me he was making a legitimate stop. Quite frankly, I haven't heard anyone stumble that badly since I was in high school and some of my male classmates tried to convey how much they wanted to fuck me. Maybe I should have taken someone up on the offer. Anyway, I digress . . . The mailman stumbled and stuttered as fast as his mouth would move, so it only took a few seconds for me to decipher his meaning. He had a package I needed to sign for. As soon as he finished explaining, he thrust out his hand with the receipt for me to sign, but in his agitation, he didn't give me a pen to sign with. Asking him to wait a minute, I pushed the door slightly closed, to keep the cold winter air from blowing in, but didn't completely shut the door. I walked into the living room to find a pen to sign the receipt with. When I found the pen and signed the paper, I walked back to the front door and opened it wider this time, making sure all of my body was in view this time. My attention was diverted in shooing the pups back away from the door. Taylor, the little Chihuahua, seemed hell-bent on getting close enough to the mailman to sniff him, and I had to bend way over to physically push him back. As I was rising to stand straight, I quickly glanced up at the mailman, and his mouth was wide open as he stared at my huge titties as they jiggled and swayed with my body movements. I wouldn't doubt he was salivating, but I have no evidence to prove that theory. What I know for sure was that his cock was rock hard and making a tent in his pants! Handing the receipt out for him to take, he didn't seem to notice. For several seconds, I continued to hold my hand out with the receipt in it, and he just stood there with his eyes wide and staring, moving from my big titties to the clean-shaved pussy he saw only a couple of days before. The way he was staring, I got the impression he was making sure his memory hadn't played any tricks on him. When he finally snapped out of the daze he was in, he took the receipt and handed me the registered mail. Stumbling over himself again, he explained he had pulled out my regular mail as well, so I wouldn't have to go out to the mailbox later and get cold. Handing all the mail to me, his words slowed to a stop and he was again staring at my huge 44 DDD titties just two feet in front of him. Only when I said, "Thank you", did his eyes look into mine for the first time. Telling me I was welcome, he gave me a shaky smile and turned to go back to his truck. When he turned in profile to me, I saw his cock was still hard and pushing excitedly against his pants. Recovering from my panic at finding him on my doorstep so early in the morning, I smiled a little at his unmistakable arousal. Still smiling softly, I closed the door against the frigid air. I had to make myself cum again after I told my boyfriend what I had done. He is the sweetest, sexiest man I have ever known, and I'm not whistling "Dixie". He supports my newfound desire to show off my body to excite other men. When I went to write the next part of this story I became so horny it was impossible for me to get right to the computer to tell about the encounter with the mailman . I had to cum first and I did, in fairly short order. My boyfriend had devised a plan for me to take things a little further. I stood at the bedroom window wearing the short, black, slinky robe from the first story (without the belt) and a pair of deep pink thong underwear watching for the mailman. The garage door was already opened and all I needed to dash outside was the sight of the mail truck. Playing with my wet pussy through the panties, thinking of all the stories I have read that morning, and all the hot things my boyfriend had said to me, was making sure that my panties would be saturated enough to absorb the flowing juices and scent of my sex. It would be my Christmas present for the mailman. I was standing at the window with the curtains pulled wide, my titties in view of any cars going by, playing with my pussy and clit for about 40 minutes when I finally saw him come in sight. Grabbing the zip-lock bag off the bed, I dashed out to the opened garage door to wait for the mailman to come a little closer. Even though the high temperature was supposed to be in the mid-40's, the light wind made it feel a lot cooler than that. With my robe opened to expose my huge titties and wet panties, I walked, in a way to make my tits jiggle, down to the end of the drive to meet the mailman. When he drove up to me, I smiled and asked him to give me a minute, that I had something for him. With the games we've been playing these past weeks, I still doubt he had any idea what the 'something' was I intended to give him. Reaching out my left hand to support myself against his truck by his window, I slowly moved my right hand down to begin working my pussy juice soaked thong off. No, the mailman's eyes weren't about to fall out, but the surprise on his face was priceless. Here I was, even closer than the time at the door, only inches from him! Slowly, slowly I worked the panties down. The cool air whipping all around me and touching my wet pussy when the panties were low enough caused chills all over my body. The wind teased my robe and the slinky, silky material sliding against my naked ass also caused the chills. Of course, my nipples were so hard I thought they might just poke him! My titties jiggled from side to side when I bent over to step out of the panties. I wasn't looking directly at the mailman, but could feel his eyes feasting on my nipples. I was too busy looking at his hard cock straining against his pants. His cock was so hard! When I had the panties off, I slowly stood up and slowly put the thong in the zip-lock bag I had with me. When the panties were inside, and the bag zipped, I handed the bag to the mailman, telling him this was for him and Merry Christmas! He didn't say anything, just sat frozen in the exact position he was in when I gave him the present. I HAD to smile at that! Asking if I had any mail, he realized his hand was still in mid-air, with my present dangling in the air. Flushed, he reached for my mail and handed it to me. I smiled at him again and turned to go back to the house. The wind freely played with my robe, blowing it up and away from my now naked body. No doubt, the mailman got a good, long look at my naked ass as the robe whipped around me as I slowly walked up the drive. When I was in the garage ready to lower the garage door, I looked behind me and the mailman was still sitting there, still staring at me. So as a parting gesture, I reached down between my spread legs and started to play with my throbbing pussy. I then waved good-bye and hit the button. I ran inside to the bedroom just in time to see him drive off. I was so horny, I lay down on the bed with my pussy facing the window, only three feet away, and rubbed myself to a wonderful orgasm. This story is true. It is not a fictionalized account. Flashing Around Town & Home Ch. 04 My boyfriend comes up with some of the most exciting ideas for me showing off in public. The only way these ideas could be improved is if my boyfriend were with me to watch. Unfortunately he lives quite a distance from me and we can't be together all the time, so we have to take pictures and talk on cell phones during my exhibitions. Wednesday evening when he called around 6 p.m., he asked me to warm up my car. He wanted me to drive totally naked to a supermarket's parking lot to sit under the bright lights so people going in and out of the store could see me, if they bothered to look. When the car was warm enough, I threw a robe in the back seat and drove out of my neighborhood and down the main roads in town towards the store. There were many stops at the traffic lights and people sat right beside me, and even glanced over at me, but didn't realize I was naked. I was a bit nervous, wondering what I would do if someone really paid attention. I arrived at the supermarket with no difficulties (even though it was a major highway and the state police headquarters was about 1 mile away), and I parked in the middle of the parking lot. I didn't want to be too close to the store for small children to see anything. I sat in the parking lot watching many people come and go, and was amazed that no one noticed I was naked. This always amazes me! Even the employee out gathering shopping carts didn't notice I was naked. I stayed in the parking lot for quite awhile, watching the people while I sucked my nipples and used a vibrator to tease my pussy. My boyfriend said many hot things to me, making my pussy juices flow. Both of us were very turned on. Sitting at the supermarket was a huge disappointment, because it was cold and the wind was strong, people rushed by not noticing my state of undress. My boyfriend suggested I drive around a hamburger joint to see if young men were working at the drive-thru windows. I drove very slowly past the line of cars waiting to give their orders at the drive-thru, and I slowly passed the windows and saw a young man working. It was suggested that I go through the drive-thru, but I was too nervous to do that totally naked. I had driven through a pharmacy drive-thru with my shirt open and my huge titties on display before, I would just have to work up to this slowly. When I left the restaurant, I drove up to a parking lot across from a bank. People were zipping in and out of the automated teller line, and where I sat, their headlights pointed straight at me. Of course, I was sitting a little too far for them to really see anything, but I found it thrilling anyway. As I was talking to my boyfriend, a car came out of nowhere and parked right next to me. Two people were in the car and they watched me for the longest time. I couldn't see their reactions clearly due to the tinted glass of their windows. Safe behind my locked doors, I was told to suck my titties with the overhead light on. And of course, being the good fuckslut that I am, I did this. I started rubbing and sucking my titties and nipples, sliding the vibrator inside my wet pussy. My boyfriend loved it and in no time he was cumming for me. Friday, while I was at work, he called several times telling me how horny he was and what he wanted me to do after work. When he called me Ms. Fuckable Tits, I couldn't refuse him anything. He even had me go to the restroom and remove my bra and finish out the workday with my titties jiggling around. The plan was to drive to the contractor's entrance of a national home hardware store to take my clothes off and then drive to the rest area on the interstate highway. I arrived around 4:30 p.m. and parking at the end of the building where Contractor Loading was, I removed all my clothes and placed them in the back seat. There was still plenty of sunlight, and anyone looking could have seen everything. When I parked the car, there was a pickup truck directly opposite and facing me. The man was loading pipes or poles into the bed of his truck. By the time he finished loading his purchase and sat in the cab of his truck, I was totally naked and playing with my nipples. The man looked right at me as he started his truck, and he froze. He looked at me for several seconds in disbelief before a smile spread across his face. I held up my tits so he could see them over the dash. I was told to suck my nipples for the man, and I did. The smile became a grin. After many minutes of teasing and sucking my own nipples, I sat up straight and leaned over so the man would have a good long look at my big titties. I was told to hold up my pants and panties, so the man would know I was naked. I moved the seat back as far as possible, reclined the seat back, and turned over to get on my knees and raise my ass in the air for the man to see my naked, shaven pussy. As I was getting into position, I noticed the man wasn't smiling as wide anymore. I seen a slight bouncing of the truck and realized the man was masturbating for me. God! Two men were jerking off for me at the same time!! That was a first, and I found I was really excited by it. I stayed on my knees to give the man a good long look for a couple of minutes, rubbing my now dripping wet pussy and spreading the lips apart and then I turned over and resumed my regular position. My legs were spread wide, my fingers teasing my clit and the wetness between my legs. Mmmmmmm!!! The fingers of the other hand lifted my big titty and teased the hard nipple. I had forgotten to bring my toy, so I was told to grab the flashlight and pantomime the act of sucking a cock. I acted as if it were my boyfriend's cock and pretended to lick it up and down and around the head. I made exaggerated head movements as if I were sucking furiously on the big rod. I glanced over at the man and could tell by his expression that this was really getting him hot. I described my actions to my boyfriend, telling him that I wished it were his cock I was sucking for the man to see. My boyfriend was so excited, and just about ready to cum. He said he would love me to get out of the car so the man could see me fucking my pussy with my fingers, but he knew it was too cold. Ha!! With two men jerking off for me, I was boiling inside, badly needing to cum. I told him I would do it. So when he was about to cum, I stepped out of the car and closed the door so the man could see all of me. Putting my fingers in my pussy, I finger-fucked myself while the man watched. I could see him pick up the pace of his masturbation and I could see the concentrated stare of his eyes on me. As best as I could tell, the voyeur and my man came about the same time. My boyfriend came and came, and from the sounds he was making, it felt WONDERFUL!!! God, I was hot!! I have never had anyone else jerk off to me while I was flashing and it really turned me on! As soon as my boyfriend came, I got back in the car, pulled up next to the truck (to give the man a close up view), waved at the man and left. When I arrived at home, still naked, I stopped in the driveway and walked to the mailbox to get my mail. I was told to walk slow and bend way over as I peered into the box so that my tits swung as I moved. As I was about to walk back to the car, a delivery van came up to the stop sign at my drive and seen me. He paused while I got in my car to drive into the garage. I waited in the garage for him to return and as he stopped at the opposite corner, I stepped out onto the driveway and played with one tit and my pussy as he slowly crept by me. He craned his neck to see, but didn't stop. I was so hot, I had to go inside and play with my new toys until I came. Mmmmm!! It was nice. So nice! This story is true and not a fictionalized account.