I'm going to tell you how I discovered what it was. exhibitionist. I am a 25 year old woman, I am 165 tall, brown eyes,

I'm going to tell you how I discovered what it was. exhibitionist. I am a 25 year old woman, I am 165 tall, brown eyes, straight dark hair, thin, my breasts are medium, my stomach is flat, thanks to the gym, a pert butt which is what I like most about my body along with my legs taste that I share with all the men who have had the opportunity to see me, in short I am not one of my world but I am well enough to turn more than one head and more depending on how I sight, but I think that happens to most women. It all started when I was 10 years old, around that time. towards what girls my age used to do, I remember that some of the boys from school were behind us with the sole intention of raising our heads. skirt at any moment of carelessness, an action that aroused anger and anger from my classmates but in my case what it caused me was a tickling sensation in the pit of the stomach, not at all unpleasant, although it Yes, I would get angry like them to hide it. The summer of that year, as we used to, we went to the my parents' town in August, it was a place of family reunion and I I loved going because I felt a freedom that I didn't have in Barcelona, being a small town where almost all of us were cousins or uncles, the schedules and the surveillances were a little more flexible, they were days of swimming in the river, running through the haystacks and going to bed later than ten at night, not counting with the dances in the town square or the different festive events that take place. developed both in our town and in nearby towns, localities that bordered ours at a distance of between two and five kilometers and what the whole group of boys and girls did walking calmly along the side river. That particular summer a cousin of mine came who I had never seen because I lived in France, the truth is that I had nothing special, but it was with him, with whom I discovered my little secret and for that reason I keep fondly in my memory, they stayed with us in the my grandmother's house, and one Sunday afternoon when it was raining we were lounging around the sluts gossiping among the trunks full of dust in search of some interesting secret, we had been searching for a while among the hundreds of things that my dear grandmother had stored there when Enrique, that was his name, He said something that surprised me, approaching me he spoke to me in whispers. telling me that if I showed him my little thing he would show me his, I in principle I didn't understand what he meant by "my little thing" but he pointed at me with his hand. indicating to me that it was my pussy, the truth is that the idea caught me by surprise and I stared at him for a moment not knowing what to say, but in the end I decided. show him, so we put ourselves behind some boxes that prevented us from They would be surprised if someone went up there, I pulled down my panties and grabbed my dress from the edges I began to slowly raise it until I discovered my beardless sex, I I agree that he was looking at him for a long time and I was there, with my skirt up and my pussy in the air, but what caught my attention the most was not that, but the fact that I liked what I was doing, I felt the same sensation although more intense that when the boys at school lifted my skirt, I didn't know define it but it was very nice, when he finally told me I could go down the skirt I almost had a hard time obeying him. I have to say that I didn't have any. I wanted to see "his little thing" so when I heard a noise I decided to get out of there. running and at the same time getting rid of seeing her. I remember that I was thinking about what there was past and I have to admit that I wanted to do it again, so as soon as I had the opportunity, I asked Enrique if he wanted to see my "little thing" to which He always told me yes, there came a point where I decided to go without panties. so that in this way it would be easier to achieve my wish, which was none other than the one That boy saw my sex. Summer was over and I returned home and with that The skirt lifting stage ended, time passed but as long as I thought about those events and noticed how excited I was. I never did anything like that again, time was experiencing what little by little nature was demanding of you, so When I was fifteen years old I started dating a boy who prevented me from wearing skirts or necklines, which bothered me but since I loved him accepted without question, the relationship lasted a year and when it finally broke up it was the time to go out with my friends, it was the age of madness, we wanted to be always beautiful and we spent time talking about boys and clothes that put on to get their attention, at those crazy parties I discovered myself increasingly wearing shorter miniskirts and dizzying necklines, I already knew the reactions of my body and I felt that my blood was rushing when I noticed that I They watched, getting up on the podium in the clubs with my friends to play erotic dances were already something normal, in those moments I enjoyed feeling about my body the attentive glances of dozens of eyes, but it was not until one day concrete in which my secret was revealed to me, revealing to me what I loved most. I liked it. I had left school and was heading towards my home, that day had been hard and I was tired with a crazy desire to get there to take a shower and relax, as soon as I got on the bus I sat down on the back where there were only two seats in front of each other and leaning on me in the mirror I closed my eyes, my journey was quite long so more than I had fallen asleep once, especially in the mornings. That afternoon I must have done it for a while because when I woke up and saw in front of me the face of a boy about my age who He observed carefully, following the thread of his vision, he noticed that the skirt of boards of my uniform had come loose from their hook showing my entire thigh to the side of my little white arm, a shiver automatically ran through my back, but I didn't move, I let the boy continue enjoying the vision At the same time I noticed how little by little I was getting excited, I finally sat up. Looking into his face, he smiled at me and with a nod of his head gave me to understand that He liked what he saw, when he tilted his head to joke to see if he saw anything But I decided to slowly open my legs more so that the skirt gave way completely. clearly showing my body from the waist down, his surprised face Seeing my action made my sex jump in its prison. The boy tried to take in everything with his eyes. I was showing him until finally seeing that it didn't bother me he He encouraged me by making a sign with his hands for me to take off my panties, something I didn't think twice about because it was what I wanted most at that moment, so is that by putting a finger on the elastic of the garment I separated it, showing him m sex wet stranger, I saw him pass his tongue over his lips while his trachea went up and down swallowing saliva, I for my part was in full boiling, enjoying that extreme situation like never before. When he recovered from his ecstasy, he asked me to gather hands as a sign of prayer that he would open it to me but in return he showed me his sex, I smiled at him and looked over his head at the rest of the bus I realized that there was no danger, so placing one leg on top of the seat I separated my lips perfectly showing my entire sex, when I raised I looked at him and saw how he had taken out his cock and was touching it without lose detail of what I taught him. The sensation of watching a man masturbate Looking at me was maximum, I felt desired as well as attractive and sexy. The boy continued with his monotonous hand movement Looking at my pussy, I excitedly decided to give it more, so I pulled up my shirt. I showed him my breasts, the sight of them was the last straw for him, accelerating the rhythm exploded, before me his milk gushed out, filling his entire hand and part of his pants, when he stopped I finally covered myself while he cleaned himself with a handkerchief that he took out of a pocket, there was no more contact, there were no more words, shortly after I saw that my stop was arriving and without saying goodbye I got off the bus heading towards my house, once inside I got naked in the bathroom while I turned on the hot water, as it ran through my body it joined the It came out of my sex propelled by my fingers in a wonderful masturbation remembering what was experienced. If you want to know what else I have done, let me know. know by leaving your comments on the page or in my emailthank you.