My first time.
written by:
denise

I'm relating this incident at the request of my boyfriend/fiancée, who insists it will pleasure people other than him, although I can't imagine why.

He bets that people will read the story and request more. I'm not so sure. The bet is oral gratification for the winner. For me, that will mean a very fine dinner. If he wins, it will be something else entirely. I'm not sure if I'll write more or not. I originally thought it would be this one story and no more. However, remembering the events I'm about to relate was certainly more enjoyable than I thought it would be. I only wish Kathy were here with me right now.

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I became an exhibitionist nearly 6 years ago by accident. At the time, I was a 19 year old college student, who also worked part time as a waitress in order to be able to afford college. Oh yes, I also participated in soccer.

I had attended an all girls high school where I was active in soccer and tennis. I was good enough in soccer to obtain a partial scholarship to a decent college.

I hadn't dated much in high school and really had no idea whether I was attractive to men or not. I wasn't ugly or anything like that, but I certainly wasn't Hollywood gorgeous either. At an athletic 5'4" and 115 lbs, 34B, 24, 35 (toned abs and a firm ass), I didn't fit into a model/actress category and frankly I wasn't worried about it. Things would happen if they were supposed to, no sense rushing.

Anyway, this day, I woke at 7:05AM, which is late for me. Somehow I had missed the alarm, which is also unusual. I looked out the window and could see the bus stopped across the park at the stop before mine. I had less than two minutes if I didn't want to miss it! I threw on a dress that was hanging on a hook, grabbed my shoes and book bag and ran, barefoot, down the stairs and out to the bus stop, just as it pulled up. I made it.

I boarded the bus, and found a seat toward the rear where I sat down and put on my shoes, which were actually more like summer sandals, since the restaurant where I worked didn't permit sneakers. As I was fastening the ankle strap on the second sandal, I noticed a man sitting across from me watching me. I looked at him and he smiled. I smiled back and continued fastening my shoe. About then, I realized that in my haste to leave I had put on my dress and nothing else. I had no bra or panties. No wonder he was staring. I couldn't look at him again, knowing what he had seen. I sat there with my legs together and my book bag in my lap. I did glance at him and saw he was still looking at me. It was then I decided, why not give him a bit of a show?

I pulled my book bag off my lap and in the process of opening it and getting a book made sure my legs were spread just enough so he could catch a glimpse of my pussy, but nothing so blatant as to let him see it full on. As I put the book bag on the seat next to me, I made sure it caught the edge of my dress and caused it to raise just a little higher on my thighs. I rode like that the rest of the way to school. I noticed him squirming in his seat to reposition his pants, so I was pretty sure my show was having an effect on him.

As I stood to get off at my stop, I spread my legs a little wider, just to give him a pussy shot to remember. By this time my pussy was getting moist, but I had classes to attend so there would be no opportunity to deal with that for a while.

He stood up too. Damn, I hope he isn't some sort of pervert preying on college girls. But at 7:35 AM, campus is pretty busy and I make sure there's no opportunity for him to try anything. He followed me for a little while, but soon went in a different direction and I headed toward my first class.

My third class was a new one. Well, actually I hoped it would be a new one. I was petitioning to get into it, since it had been full when I tried to enroll. It's now the second week of class so I had already missed one class and needed the instructor's approval on an enrollment form in order to be admitted.

I entered the room and went to ask the professor if I could petition in. Oh shit, the professor is the man from the bus. Oh well, I had probably either already gotten myself into the class, or I didn't stand a chance. I just have to wait and see. I hand him the paperwork and he says to sit down and he'll review it. Since I thought he was going to review it right then, I took a seat in front of his desk. He placed the paper on his desk, stood up and called for class to begin. Was I in or not? Here I am again; seated right in front of him, with no real way not to let him see almost anything he wants. Just the thought of it and I start to get moist again. Damn, this is going to be a long day if I'm unable to get some sort of relief.

Soon he has his back to the class, writing an assignment on the board, so I sneak my hand under the desk and start to gently massage my throbbing clit. Just as it starts to feel very pleasurable, he turns around. I'm caught. I quickly remove my finger, return my hand to the desktop and start writing. I can tell that in withdrawing my hand, I've left my dress up enough so virtually my entire pussy is on display for him. I attempt to move a little to see if the dress will move back down, but all I accomplish in the process is spreading my legs a little wider. Damn, why hadn't I grabbed a pair of panties as I left the house?

He faces the class the rest of the lecture period. I do begin to notice a bulge in his crotch and he finally sits down at his desk so he can once again adjust his trousers. I'm really moist by now.

Class is finally over and as the rest of the class leaves he hands me the paperwork with his signature in the approved section and a handwritten note that this is my permanent seat assignment. I wonder if that means I'm expected to provide a pussy show each week? However, since this was fun, I'll have to see how creative I can be.

I head to the restaurant to begin my shift. It's a relatively quick walk from campus and I'm hoping to get there early enough so I can spend a few minutes in the ladies room relieving some of my sexual tension. My pussy is throbbing.

No such luck. I walk in and the assistant manager immediately asks me to take tables 6 and 11. It will be a while before I can satisfy my throbbing pussy.

Table six has a group of four guys and table 11 has a boy and a girl. All students. Of course that's what we expect at a restaurant just off campus. I recognize a few of them from campus. I take their orders and return to the counter and place the order slips on the order pick list. I grab the drinks and head back to the tables. The four boys are staring at me as I return with their drinks. As I place the drinks on the table, one guy says "nice ass" and the others kind of laugh. I don't say anything, but think that sort of comment is a little unusual for this restaurant. It's not until I'm returning to the counter that I realize that as I placed the orders on the pick board, I had to raise my arm enough so that I exposed myself once again. Yes, he knows what kind of ass I have, from a first hand view.

About this time, the assistant manager comes back to me and asks if I'll take the cash register. Two more waitresses have arrived and they can handle the tables so she needs someone on the register. Normally I would not want to switch, since the tips are much better working tables, but since I'm not wanting to build a reputation as the campus slut, I eagerly accept her offer. Sorry guys, no more pussy show today. Reflecting on what they must have seen and their reaction to it isn't helping to calm my throbbing pussy though. Will this day ever end so I can go home and masturbate myself to what will surely be an exciting and pleasurable climax?

I notice my professor come in for lunch. He gets a table by himself. Too bad I'm not on his table. It would be fun to see if I could excite him again. I mean, it's not like he hasn't already seen my pussy in all it's splendor. Just thinking about what I would do and I'm moist again. Since I'm sitting at the register, I make sure he gets another peek when he comes up to pay his check. It's very rare for the cashier to receive a tip, but he leaves me five dollars. I give him a big smile and spread my legs just a bit wider in appreciation. As I glance at his crotch,I can tell I'm not the only one who would love to masturbate about now.

It's slightly past two. Almost all the customers have finished and left. The assistant manager will handle the register now, so I start helping the others clean up. A middle aged couple comes in. "Are you still serving lunch"? I glance at the assistant manager and she nods yes, serve them. I take them to a booth in the corner which has already been cleaned and ask, "Is this OK?" They both nod yes, and I tell them I'll be right back with their menus. I can tell they're not regulars and decide to have some fun. As I return with the menus and water, I place his in front of him but when I place hers in front of her, I bend over enough so I'm sure he is able to see at least as much as those guys did earlier. As I turn back to him, I can see he's unsure of what's happening and he glances down at his menu. "I'll be right back for your order. Would you like anything else to drink?" They both order cokes. I bring the drinks and give him the same show as I lean over to place her drink in front of her. "Are you ready to order?' They both order one of our College View Burgers. I take the order back to the counter. Sure enough, he's watching me. I rise even higher than needed in order to pin this order.

When the orders are ready, I take them to the table. His wife has gone to the ladies room to freshen up, so I give him a special show. This time my full ass is exposed as I place her plate on the table. I stand next to him and ask if there will be anything else. He doesn't say anything. I can tell he's a little nervous. Very slowly, his hand rises up between my legs. I just stand there as if I'm waiting for his answer. Soon, his finger is embedded in my pussy. I stand there, and once again, moisture begins oozing from my womanhood. I give an involuntary squirm. "Don't stop", I think to myself. "Please give me some satisfaction". By this time, I'm really squirming and I'm sure his hand is flooded with the juices from my throbbing pussy. We both notice the door to the ladies room begin to open and he quickly pulls his finger out and removes his hand from under my dress and places it back on the table. "Let me know if you need anything else", I say loudly enough for his wife to hear and return to cleaning up a nearby table, making sure that whenever my back is to him, he can see my ass and possibly even my thoroughly wet pussy lips. I can tell he's unable to make himself comfortable at the booth. He keeps squirming and adjusting his pants. I'm sure his hand still smells of my womanly juices, but he doesn't indicate anything. In fact, I notice him licking his fingers while he's eating his burger.

His wife keeps looking at her watch. She seems to be in a hurry and soon they're ready to leave. "Any desert", I ask and give him a big wink. "I'd love some, but we really need to hurry. We're in town visiting our daughter here at school and have a plane to catch. Next time we're in town. We'll be sure to stop back." "Yes, next time please cum", I reply as I take their check. Wow, a ten dollar tip! Maybe I'll forget my panties more often. I bet his cute little wife gets something special when they get back home. However, I still long for something, to appease my ever increasing need to obtain sexual satisfaction.

I finish at the restaurant and head to soccer practice. Maybe the physical exertions of the practice will sooth some of the sexual tension I'm experiencing.

It's a hard practice. I'm exhausted. I return to the locker room and collapse on the bench. Kathy comes in, as exhausted as I am and sits beside me. We both rest for a few minutes and then undress and head to the shower.

Most of the other girls have finished, but I'm still in the shower. Just Kathy and I. I stand there with the shower spraying down on my clit and almost have an orgasm. My hands slowly move to my pussy as if I'm washing myself. I begin rubbing my clit. Oh God, I need to come. I bend forward slightly and insert two fingers in my pussy and begin masturbating in earnest. Oh, it feels so good. All of a sudden I notice Kathy just staring at me. I quickly stop masturbating and pretend I'm just enthusiastically scrubbing my pubic area. She turns back to her shower and soon I notice her hand is moving rhythmically between her legs as well. I hear her issue a low moan and see her quiver slightly. Why not, I think to myself, this day has already been crazy. I walk quietly up behind her, reach around and grab her breasts. Startled, she jumps a little, but as I continue massaging the hard nipples on her very firm globes, she quickly returns to her self-stimulation. It's not long before she quivers again, reaches up from her pussy, grabs my hands on her breasts and holds them there. We stand like that for a few moments and then she turns and faces me. Her mouth immediately finds mine and we begin kissing and rubbing against each other. Now her hand finds my private area and she quickly begins massaging my throbbing clit. "Finally", I think to myself, and I begin squirming and twisting myself to this glorious finger fuck. It's just a few minutes until I moan an immense sigh of ecstatic relief. "Oh my God", I say to myself. I give her a big tongue in mouth kiss and we both move away silently. Neither of us says anything as we finish dressing. "See ya tomorrow" she says as if nothing had happened. "Yeah", I reply, "Good practice".

Time to catch my bus home and study. My soccer uniform needs washing. Should I wear it home or just wear my dress and have some more fun? I'm tired and satisfied. I have to study. I put on my soccer uniform and go to catch the bus. I'll save the dress for another time.

Denise