I was just a small town girl from the Midwest. I never considered myself to be pretty when I was younger, but I really blossomed after high school. At 5'7" and very fit and lean, I was objectively beautiful and loved the attention. Just feeling a man's eyes on me greatly turned me on. I wasn't a classic beauty. I didn't have large breasts or an hour-glass figure, but I did have a pretty face, incredibly firm "b" cups and a great ass. I discovered that for most men, these traits were enough.
I've always carried myself in a conservative and reserved manner. I had very few sexual experiences before my first marriage. You would never know from looking at me the filthy sexual thoughts constantly going through my mind. I married young (18), and my first husband, Jim, was also my first lover. Our sex life was not terribly exciting. Jim was reasonably attractive and seemed to know his way around the female body, yet achieving an orgasm with him always eluded me.
It wasn't until visiting my sister Michelle, that I thought I figured out why. I was using the bathroom at Michelle's apartment when I noticed a PLAYGIRL magazine in her magazine rack. Having only seen one naked man before, I was intrigued. I flipped open the magazine and the centerfold fell out. What was suddenly in front of me was a gorgeous black man with an enormous penis.
I was stunned. Jim's penis was probably only 1/4 the size of this beautiful black man's. The wave of arousal that went through me shocked me. I studied this beautiful man. I reached my fingers down to my vagina and felt more lubrication than I ever thought possible. As my fingers glided across my clit, it felt like an electric shock went through my body. I stared back and forth between that big beautiful cock and that man's amazing smile and started rubbing myself.
I slipped two fingers inside my pussy as I studied his masculine, muscular body. I imagined it pressing hard against me, forcefully shoving that huge, hard cock into my inexperienced tight pussy. I had never masturbated before, but the orgasm building inside of me was obvious. The closer I got to orgasm, the more frantically I rubbed my vagina, the more desperately I wanted to feel the delicious pain of that huge cock pushing deep into my pussy.
Then it hit me. It hit all of me. My vagina clamped down hard on my two fingers still in my pussy. I let out a guttural moan as wave after wave of orgasm washed over me. I lost my balance and fell forward, landing hard on the bathroom rug. I couldn't even catch myself because my entire body was violently convulsing.
This one moment more than anything else started my sexual awakening. I started masturbating nearly everyday, fantasizing about being fucked by well-hung men and inexplicably, exhibitionism. The thought of men getting turned on by seeing me naked turned me on more than I can describe.
Jim worked long hours, leaving me home alone with just my filthy thoughts. One morning I looked out my apartment window and noticed two construction workers on the roof next door. Our apartment was located in an old victorian structure. Their project left them a mere 20' from my large, floor-to-ceiling windows. Anytime I left my apartment or returned to it, they would be right there, smiling and saying hello.
For a solid month these men were out there working. And every single day of that month I would get completely naked and innocently walk past those windows, hoping to give these men a show. After I was sure I'd been seen, I'd jump into the bath and bring myself to a powerful orgasm.
I would fantasize about the two of them coming over and taking me against my will. They wouldn't hurt me in this fantasy, quite the opposite. I'd resist enough to avoid accountability for the act, but my pleasure would be known only to me and these strong men overcome by their lust for me. Nobody to blame, really. I had inadvertently walked past our large windows completely naked. They'd both seen me and been overcome...
I was disappointed when I noticed the job was winding down. I hated the thought of losing my audience. I decided on their last day I'd give them a treat. I bought some new blinds for the apartment window closest to them. I started running the tub for my daily bath and disrobed. Then I "remembered" the blinds, so I went to work.
I stood completely naked in front of our floor-to-ceiling window as I reached up to remove the old blinds. I stole a quick glance at the men on the roof, only 20' away. Sure enough, they were both standing frozen staring right at me. My first instinct was to cover up, but the wave of arousal that washed over me was so extraordinary and overwhelming, it held me in place. They could see every inch of my body.
My God, this was hot! I pretended I was struggling with the old blinds so I could hold my pose longer. Every second that ticked by was excruciatingly hot. I could feel my wetness building. I eventually brought down the old blinds and lifted the new ones in their place. I stole another glance, only to find my to voyeurs in the exact same places, staring at my naked body. What seemed like an eternity only lasted for about five minutes, but those were the greatest five minutes of my life. By the time I'd completed my project, my juices were running down both of my legs.
There's very little I wouldn't have done in that moment. Had they come over right then, I would have enthusiastically fucked both of them. Instead I had to settle for my daily bathtub routine. This day's orgasm nearly knocked me unconscious. I was incredibly turned on for the rest of the day thinking about the show I'd put on.
When Jim came home that night, he was greeted with my sexiest lingerie. I needed to be fucked long and hard. Unfortunately, Jim was tired and not receptive to my advances. This was the beginning of the end for us. I'd recently enrolled full-time at a nearby university. Every single day I was surrounded by hot men more than willing to fuck me.
Don was a guy in my sociology class. He was gorgeous and always smiled and flirted with me. It was my big crush on Don that gave me the courage to ask Jim for a divorce. I was far too young to be in a sexless marriage. Jim and I separated right away and I started dating Don. He was a talented lover, but my dream of experiencing my first huge cock would have to wait. Don was pretty average in that department, but he definitely made the most of it. He was an expert at oral sex and usually brought me to orgasm when we made love.
Having no place to live, I moved into a single room in an old dormitory on campus. My window was across the street from a frat house. The temptation to stand naked in front of my window for the pleasure of a bunch of frat guys proved too much for me. Every evening after dinner, I would take a shower and return to my room, where I would turn all of my lights on, slide off my silk robe in front of my window, put on lotion, then casually walk around naked while slowly collecting my sleep-ware for the night.
Once I'd had enough, I'd turn out the lights, jump into bed and masturbate. This was my nightly routine. I believed my window was close enough to the frat house to allow them to see me naked every night, but far enough away to prevent them from being able to recognize me on campus.
That is, until the afternoon I got a knock on my door. I answered and found two frat guys standing at my door. They introduced themselves as Nick and Tony. They said they wanted to meet the prettiest girl on campus. I was flattered. I shook their hands and told them my name was Kim. Them seemed flustered and left when the conversation stalled.
