The Exhibitionist And The Voyeur 1

The first meeting of the voyeur and the exhibitionist.

Their first meeting was not because they shared the same interests but because they enjoyed compatible interests. It was a completely chance meeting. Ben was sitting in his favorite bar waiting for his friend to join him. The text he received was an apology that his friend would not be able to join him. As annoyed as he was at the time his evening improved almost immediately.

Angie had selected this pub because she was unlikely to be seen by anybody who knew her. It wasn't that she didn't want to be seen quite the opposite. Angie was an out and out exhibitionist. She was here to enjoy showing off her stunning body. She knew that men, along with a few women, found her irresistible. The stool at the end of the bar was her perfect stage. She surveyed her audience before ordering her drink.

Ben spotted her before she even sat down. Her short skirt was tight, hugging her full very rounded backside. He studied her arse looking for signs of what panties she was wearing. What he could easily make out was that she was wearing stockings and a suspender belt. Even as she walked there were occasional glimpses of the belt. Above her skirt there were three or four inches of tanned bare skin showing. His eyes were drawn to the piercing that adorned her bellybutton. From where he was he couldn't see it well but the shape looked unusual. He was delighted as his eyes travelled up from the piercing to see two very erect nipples set on her medium sized firm boobs.

She was seated before his eyes got as high as her face. Her smile was aimed directly towards him. It recognized that he was drinking in every stunning aspect of her body. She didn't seem to be upset by his blatant ogling of her body and he was not concerned that she had spotted it. Ben had always been a voyeur and enjoyed being one in so many different situations.

Angie had perfected the art of playing a room full people by displaying herself outrageously at times. She had planned this would be one of those nights. Even by her daring standards her outfit was over the top. She had toyed with the idea of going commando but had decided to at least start the evening wearing a flesh colored thong.

As she reached for her drink she slightly opened her legs to give Ben but almost nobody else an improved view towards her pussy. This act excited her and her pussy twitched as her thong rubbed her erect clit.

As much as Ben loved to watch he was aware that if he didn't make contact with her there would be no shortage of men who would. He downed the remainder of his pint and tried to look casual as he approached the bar.

"Can I buy a pretty girl a drink?"

She teased him by looking round as if looking for who he was referring to.

"My god that has got to be one of the worst opening lines I have ever heard. If you want to take your drink back to where you were before I will try and keep you as interested in my body as you have seemed to be the last couple of minutes. If you still like what you see while you drink your pint I might let you buy me a drink later. Just enjoy watching until you have seen enough. I will keep showing you my body until I have had enough. Enjoy the view."

Ben was stunned by the interaction with this enticing girl. He took his pint and returned to where he had been sitting.

Over the next fifteen to twenty minutes three men approached Angie and all got a very quick brush off. She regularly made eye contact with Ben and brushed her hand across one or both of her boobs. Her nipples looked nothing less than erect but when caressed they appeared huge.

As she climbed off the stool she teased him by opening her legs to give him the best view yet. He was sure that she had no panties on until she gave him the briefest clear glimpse. She turned to catch his eye as she headed towards the toilets. She stopped to take a drink from her glass giving him time to get close to her. She had a big surprise for him as she swept into the disabled toilet and by glimpsing over her shoulder invited him to join her.

"Close the door but don't lock it. If you move away from the door I am out of here. If you touch yourself I am out of here. I love to have an audience while I masturbate but do feel free to leave if it gets boring."

Ben felt rooted to the spot as Angie played aggressively with her nipples through her top. Quickly getting bored of this she pulled the top up around her neck to reveal her nipples that had been painted a bright red. Her skirt was soon bunched around her waist as she confirmed to him that she did indeed have a thong on. She slid her hand down inside the thong and started to masturbate vigorously. The thong only got in her way and she soon slipped it down her legs and off. To Ben she seemed almost more naked due to the two garments not covering anything that he was studying. What he did notice was that the piercing near her bellybutton was in the shape of an inch long erection. Ben's hand went to move to his painful erection but he remembered just in time.

"I love to be watched as I masturbate but I am afraid I am much to excited to make this last to much longer. Would you like to watch me cum really hard?"

It was a completely rhetorical as she was far too aroused to stop her climax, as her hand became a blur. She fought to keep her eyes glued to Ben as her orgasm exploded so violently her knees started to give way. Ben watched as fluids dripped down from her fingers as her body finally straightened up.

"Fuck I need a piss after that."

She did not sit on the toilet but turned away from Ben, put her hands on the wall while straddling it. She rubbed her pussy as she peed into the water from her bent position. Ben had a perfect view of her full shapely arse as she emptied her bladder. When the stream died she thrust her hips forward a couple of times but did not bother to dry herself with any paper.

"Now if your prick is hard enough and big enough I will write my telephone number on it. The ink will take some time to dry so I recommend that if you want to ever ring me you don't touch yourself for a little while."

She produced a fibre tipped pen from her small handbag and freed his painful erection.

"Oh that is good the last time I offered to leave my number like this the man was so small I didn't have room for the last two digits. I don't think he noticed until much later."

She held his cock gently as she wrote her full telephone number along it and even had room to add a couple of kisses. As she walked out she said,

"Do not contact me for a week. After that you can text me if you wish and I will tell you where to meet me. I promise you no more than the chance to watch me in a much more sexually exciting setting. I hope you enjoy being a voyeur as much as I enjoy being an exhibitionist. If so text me."

Ben was left dumbfounded as she walked away. His erection was painful but he dare not touch it. He locked the door and waited until he was able to pee and ensure that the ink had dried. He tried to memorize the number before putting his cock back into his trousers and returning to the bar. She was nowhere to be seen by then. He need not have worried about losing her number as she had used a permanent marker that was still fully readable a week later.

Their next meeting

Ben couldn't wait for the week to end so that he could contact her. He was certain that if he contacted her earlier he would regret it. When he did she kept him waiting overnight before replying.

Her reply told him to be at a particular place in the shopping centre at a specific time the next day. He was not to approach her but to follow her as soon as he spotted her.

She breezed past him as he stood watching everybody go past. She was wearing sandals and a white dress that he was surprised came down to within a respectable distance of her knees. Yes the bright red panties she was wearing underneath the dress were very visible as was the bra of the same colour. Her appearance did scream look at me but it was not outrageous. She didn't look back at him but he knew she was fully aware of him. Her only other adornment was a small red bag that was on a long shoulder strap so that it sat on her hip.

She moved past the shops not braking stride as she glimpsed into many of them. Not surprisingly she was not going unnoticed. It was not just the men and boys whose heads were turned but a number of women looked her up and down. One older man who had walked towards her made a not very subtle change of direction to follow her. Ben kept his distance and noticed the man was probably not the only other person following her.

When Angie reached the foot of an escalator she paused and part bending and part crouching fiddled with one of her saddles. The old man tried to slow down to stay behind her so that he could follow her up to the next floor but was forced to overtake her so as not to be too blatant. The position she was in presented her shapely bottom perfectly to Ben. The red panties were high cut at the sides with just enough material to not qualify as thongs. The dress pulled tight across the area and given how transparent it was only framed the erotic sight to those passing by.

Angie timed her adjusting of her sandal perfectly so that Ben followed her up the escalator with a perfect view of her bottom. Ben had always enjoyed voyeuristic behavior and was surprised that even with Angie playing to him he still found it very arousing. His cock while not fully erect was stirring and making its present felt.

The old man was stood at the top of the escalator when Angie stepped off it. He was trying to make it look like he was deciding where to go next or that he was lost.

"If you are looking for the gents toilets they are over there on the right."

Being confronted, however gently, the old man became flustered and rushed off in the direction Angie had suggested. With this Angie turned to Ben and addressed him for the first time that day.

"Coffee? I know the perfect spot."

While he bought the coffee she selected her favourite table. She sat facing the other tables where she had enjoyed entertaining a voyeuristic audience before. She knew she could be as outrageously exhibitionist or as subtle as she wanted to be. Today she wanted to be the former. She surveyed the tables in front of her identifying at least three men who had shown interest in her immediately. She eased her legs apart delighted to feel that her pussy was already moving from moist to wet. Her dress had ridden up slightly but not enough for anyone to see her panties.

Ben put the two coffees on the table and pulled up a chair so that he was beside Angie and they were able to face each other. She immediately turned to fully face him and eased her dress up a little. When she opened her legs a fraction more it was enough to ensure Ben had a clear view of her red panties. Ben wasn't the only man to have an improved view. Angie looked past Ben and smiled at the two men who found it difficult to take their eyes away from the view up her dress. It was them that smiled when with the slightest shift she further improved their view.

Angie had guaranteed that these two men and one or two others would try their hardest to watch as much of Angie's display as possible. Angie now switched her attention to Ben. She took the complimentary biscuit out of its wrapper and asked,

"Do you like to dunk your biscuits, I certainly do."

She turned in her seat so that her legs were under the table and her panties were no longer on display. Her hand disappeared under the table and Ben was able to see her hitch up her dress. She checked that he was watching before the hand holding the biscuit slid up her leg. Risking snapping the biscuit she used it to move the crotch of her panties out of the way before easing it into her excited pussy. She was so wet she had to remove the biscuit fearing that it would become soggy.

Ben was delighted when the biscuit was offered to him. He nibbled it as she held it up to his mouth. It wasn't until he had finished eating it out of her hand that he looked between her legs. Her dress was no longer offering as much protection but it was the fact that her panties were no longer fully covering her pussy that shocked him. From where he was he could clearly see that the panties were stretching the skin just above her clit that looked swollen and angry. He could also see that moisture was gathering near the bottom of her pussy.

Angie could feel that her panties were not fully in position but couldn't tell exactly how they were sitting. What she was certain of was that her pussy was leaking, reflecting how aroused she was. Her exhibiting herself had aroused her and she wanted to show that to her audience. There were at least two men who enjoyed a comprehensive view of her excited and wide-open pussy as she very slowly and deliberately exhibited herself as fully as she possibly could. Ben was delighted by this exhibitionism even though it was not aimed at him.

"Fuck this is so arousing. If I could just touch my clit I would explode."

"I wish you could touch your clit and cum hard for me and the other men with erections that are watching you. Are you as excited as you look like you are?"

"Fuck, I am so excited I wish I could be watched as I cum. I am going to go to the ladies I'll be back in a minute."

"Promise me you will not masturbate. There are many of us who would love to watch you cum and that will not happen if you are in the ladies at the time."

"I will not promise not to masturbate but I promise not to bring myself to orgasm. An orgasm witnessed is always so much better than one enjoyed in isolation."

When Angie returned she had removed both pieces of her underwear. Ben noticed immediately but had not realized that her dress had a less transparent section across her chest. Her nipples were still clearly visible through this but were not totally exposed. He did a double take, as her nipples were not the bright red he had seen before. They were now totally black and very prominent. He just had time before she sat down to notice her lack of panties. It wasn't that he saw anything it was that he couldn't see her red panties. The red panties that along with her red bra were in her small bag.

Ben might have not had a good view of her pantie-less state but others had. There were now more men, not to mention one woman, who were very interested in Angie's every movement. Angie was in her element aware of the feverish interested in her nearly naked body. Her body was buzzing and her pussy dripping. She finished her coffee and turned to Ben.

"The clothes shop opposite has a lovely open fitting room. I will show you where you need to sit so that you can see all the action. Are you up for that?"

Ben was up for just about anything that Angie might suggest. Where she told him to sit he could see the whole of the communal area but also into the one cubicle that Angie went straight to. She had taken a single item to try on and when, without closing the door, she took her dress off she was totally naked. She openly masturbated before slipping on the skirt and walking into the communal area.

There were two women one young and one much older looking at themselves in the full-length mirrors. The older woman did a double take as Angie who was topless strolled into the area. Ben watched as the older woman beckoned Angie across to her and seemed to be castigating her. Angie put her arms out with her palms up in a gesture of questioning surrender. She then turned to look straight towards Ben as the older woman moved up behind her.

A huge smile lit up Angie's face as the woman reached round her with both hands. The first pushed straight down and under Angie's skirt waist and the other found one of Angie's nipples. Angie's legs opened immediately welcoming the attention. Her eyes were ablaze with sexual excitement but she tried hard to focus on the seated Ben. Ben was stunned by the events that were unfolding. The third younger female moved to gain a better view and had her hand in the bikini bottoms that she had been trying on.

Within a minute Angie was thrusting her hips forward as the rough treatment of both her nipple and her pussy overwhelmed her. The woman behind her had to support her throughout her violent orgasm, as Angie's legs seemed unable to support her. Eventually Angie collapsed onto the floor on her knees. The parting gesture from the older woman was to flick the back of Angie's skirt up and slap her naked arse hard. She then took the still masturbating girl's hand and led her over to a cubicle and closed the door behind them.

Angie was by Ben's side before he had fully processed what he had just seen. Still dressed only in her sandals and her white dress Angie demanded,

"Follow me I need a cock and I need it now."

Angie no longer seemed bothered to show herself off as they marched through the shopping area to the car park. Ben was surprised that while he knew she had no panties on many passers by didn't seem to see it. In many ways she had attracted more attention wearing her red panties. It was her nipples that received more attention.

Angie led Ben to her car that was parked right by a stairwell. She told him to strip to the waist and sit in the passenger seat that was pulled back as far as possible. She then hitched her dress up until it was bunched just under her boobs. It was not easy but she managed to sit on his lap facing away from him. She rose high enough to enable him to slide his substantial erection into her gaping well-lubricated pussy.

"Don't you dare move until I tell you to. I want the next man who parks his car to see you fucking me until I orgasm all over you. You feel wonderful but I don't want to cum without an audience."

A family arrived from the stairwell but didn't notice them as they returned to their car at the far end of the area. As they drove off a car took the space and a tall man in his forties started to walk towards them.

"Fuck me now and fuck me hard. You only have until he disappears into the stairwell do you understand?"

As she said this she pulled the skirt over her head and throw it onto the drivers seat. Now totally naked Angie grabbed both of her boobs and rubbed her painted nipples feverishly while bouncing up and down matching Ben's thrust. It wasn't until the man was half way to the exit that he noticed there was something unusual about the figure in the passenger seat of the car he was approaching.

Initially it was the movement that he noticed but as he got closer he could see that the girl was topless and playing with her nipples. He expected the girl to cover herself as he got closer but in fact she smiled towards him and presented her boobs to him. He was quite close before he realized that she was riding a man sat underneath her. He looked around to see whether anyone else was around before walking right up to the bonnet of the car.

"Fantastic he is going to watch us. Slow down this is perfect."

When the man started to move round the car to the passenger side window Angie indicated to him to stay where he was. He hesitated keen to get a better view if possible or even better get physically involved. He took the warning and stayed still now with a close up view of the girl as she fucked away with an urgency that he knew couldn't last long.

"Fuck I am going to cum so hard. Fuck me and don't stop."

She knew she could not hold back her orgasm but used one hand to find her clit to ensure her climax was as strong as possible. Ben fought to try and hold his orgasm back so that he could not disappoint Angie and stop too quickly.

Her orgasm ripped through her as she maintained eye contact with the stranger as long as she possibly could. Ben fucked her right through his orgasm and even when his erection started to wilt he didn't stop thrusting. He had been happy not to be able to see the man clearly and by the time his cock slipped out of Angie the man had disappeared.