I'd been feeling naughty for the past few days. It was summer, hot, sticky. I was in a constant state of arousal. I'd go to the apartment pool in my tiniest bikini and lay there for hours showing off my tanned body. I'm 20, 5'10", 135 lbs. with these amazingly perky 36C breasts that I loved to show off under plunging necklines and tight shirts.
It was then that I got my first taste of exhibitionism. I had pulled the straps of my blue bikini down my arms so that I would get tan lines. When I leaned over to check my watch, my breast popped out of the top cup. I quickly looked around and caught one of the maintenance men staring as I cupped my naked tit in my hand, trying to push it back into place. I yanked my straps back up, threw all my stuff in my bag and ran to my apartment.
As I leaned against the inside of my door, chest heaving, I thought it was the air conditioning that had suddenly made my nipples hard. When I realized that my pussy was starting to get wet, I knew that I had been incredibly turned on by this stranger who had seen my breast. I wondered if there was a way to flaunt my body to someone else.
Still being pretty shy, my first dalliances into exhibitionism consisted of me wearing skirts with no panties when I went to the grocery store or walking through my apartment naked when the blinds were open. However, I quickly found out it wasn't satisfying without some response from the other party, so I came up with a new game.
I decided to get dressed in these super short workout shorts, no panties, a tank top, no bra. I got in my car and headed out to the nearby interstate. I drove for about 10 minutes until I pulled up alongside of an eighteen wheeler. I glanced up at the driver, who was looking down at me. I licked my lips and spread my legs slightly. I slowed down a little, just to see if he was interested. And he took the bait.
He slowed down as well. I stared straight ahead, eyes on the road while my hand traced lazy circles on the inside of my thigh. His pace matched mine as he strained to see what I was doing. I ran my hand over my tit, my nipple hardening instantly at my touch. I dared to look up at him and he was staring intently at me.