I was a shy eighteen years old girl who'd been living in an apartment complex with her family for most of her life. It was a rather large place in the middle of a big city, made of twelve buildings, each with dozens of apartments. A huge swimming pool, sports courts were there also.
It wasn't a place I enjoyed living in though. All the other people of my age seemed to hang out with their friends and I was the only one left out. Even though it was summer, I was afraid to go swimming alone and end up looking like a loser.
One day when I was arriving home, I saw a group of six guys who looked to be about my age were hanging out near my building. I had a skinny build, brown hair and beautiful pair of B sized boobs. To complete the view, I was wearing a very tight pair of blue shorts that let the bottom of my ass cheeks on show. I wore my clothes innocently, not aware of the effect it had on men. When I noticed they were looking at me, I smiled shyly.
"It could be my chance to make some acquaintances", I thought.
So, I might as well be friendly. A few of them waved, smiling excitedly. After I passed them, I heard part of their comments, between laughs, containing words like "hot", "cute" and surprisingly, "cameltoe".
I was shocked at the last word. I picked up the pace, rushing home and going straight to my bedroom. Staring at the mirror, I realized I was, in fact, displaying a cameltoe, result of my tight shorts and my soft puffy pussy. It wasn't at all my intention to let it show and I suddenly felt ashamed of going out like that. My face felt warm and I just wanted to disappear.
"Passing those guys like this?" I thought. "What a disaster!"
"They were just making fun of me. Yeah that's probably it. But on the other hand, what if they were being honest? No, nobody finds me hot. That can't be it."
I tried my best to forget what had happened but I couldn't. Deep inside my mind there was a glimpse of hope that those guys actually found me attractive. I stared at myself at the mirror again, this time with different eyes. My slim body, my shorts and my exposed legs could actually attract a man's attention. My shame and anxiety were slowly turning into lust.