Chapter 1

Hi, I’m Isabella and my story starts at the end of my last year at school before going to college but before I get to it I’ll tell you about myself and a couple of the significant things that happened before that summer break.

I am the only child of reasonably well off father (no mother) and we live in a big house on the outskirts of a small town on the coast, the being about a fifteen minute walk from the ocean. Because of business commitments my father spends very little time at home. Until I was fourteen I had a nanny, an attractive Swedish girl who used to wear very few clothes and sunbathe naked whenever the sun shone (most days), even when my father was at home. When he was at home I sometimes heard strange noises coming from daddy’s study but I was never able to confirm what was going on in there.

On my fourteenth birthday my father thought that I no longer needed a nanny because I was old enough and mature enough to look after myself. As a result I was home alone a lot but I didn’t mind, in fact I enjoyed being on my own, doing my own thing at my own pace.

Yes, I went to school but I kept myself to myself and got a reputation of being a bit of a nerd and a loner with no real friends. I suppose that I am a bit handy with computers but I would never describe myself as a nerd but I often sat out the back of the house in just a bikini doing my homework or just reading. Sometimes on particularly hot weekends, if daddy wasn’t at home I’d walk to the beach and spend a few hours there revising and reading books. I was always on my own and whenever anyone tried to talk to me I’d just brush them off, but I did get myself a good tan, except where my bikinis covered me.

I guess that now would be a good time to describe my body. I’m about average height for an eighteen year old girl and skinny with long, blonde hair. Although I have developed those womanly curves my tits are only small, an ‘A’ cup. My pussy developed in an unusual way, that is compared to the other girls that I saw in the gym changing room, in that for some reason I never grew any inner labia and my slit is just that, a slit but for another unknown reason, my clit hood didn’t grow and my clit is bigger than those of the other girls that I have seen because it sticks out from my slit all the time.

The weeks before I finished that final year at school were particularly difficult for me, I was determined to get good grades and I spent many, many hours studying both at home and on the beach. The only good thing that happened during those torturous weeks was my eighteenth birthday and the presents that daddy bought me.

The big present was a new, little sports car. I’d learnt to drive as soon as I became seventeen, and passed my test but after that I never even got in the driver’s seat of a car until my eighteenth birthday. I gave daddy a really big hug but at that time the only times that I thought that I could do with a car was to go shopping then in a couple of months, go to college in it but it would be good not to have to wait for a bus any more.

The other big present was my own credit card, daddy telling me that there wasn’t a limit on it but just to be sensible.

“Daddy, you know that I’ve always been sensible with money, you taught me well.”

“I know honey but a little reminder now and again does no harm.”

Daddy got another big hug.

As for a birthday celebration I told daddy that I didn’t want a party because I didn’t have any real friends. After reassuring me that things would change when I got to college he told me that he was going to take me out to a posh restaurant that night.

It was at that restaurant that I realised that not only was I getting older, but my way of thinking was changing as well. Even as we walked in I realised that my dress, although smart for a sixteen or seventeen year old girl, was a bit childish and not really suitable for an eighteen year old young woman.

When I mentioned it to daddy as we ate he reiterated that I was now an eighteen year old young woman and that I should use the credit card and get myself some new clothes,

“Whatever you want.” Were his words.

Whilst we talked I looked around at all the women there and my whole thoughts about clothes changed, and I suppose that that nice dinner with daddy was my turning point and where this story really starts.

When we got back home and I went to my room, I took my dress off then looked at myself in the big mirror. I just stood there staring at myself. Instead of seeing a young girl I started to see a young woman, except for my underwear which was very young girlish.

I took my bra off and looked again. Okay, over that past couple of years I’d noticed that my body was changing shape but I’d never really taken much notice of it, it was just my body, nothing else but that night I really saw what my body had developed in to.

My tits were small but they were perfectly shaped, pointing straight forwards, conical in shape with small, dark areolae surrounding very pronounced nipples that I never realised were so big until that night, and for some weird reason they seemed to be tingling a bit.

My eyes went lower and I realised that either my waist had shrunk or my hips had expanded, I had those womanly curves that I’d seen on models. I pushed down my schoolgirl style knickers and looked at my pussy. I didn’t have a big bush and the drapes matched the carpet. Pulling on the hair a bit I could see my slit and the rest of the pussy that I described earlier, and I liked what I saw.

I touched my protruding clit and gasped with pleasure.

“Oh my gawd,” I thought.

I’d heard the girls at school talking but never really taken any notice of them, until that night.

I touched my clit again and nearly fell over as my first ever orgasm hit me like a train. At first I though that I was dying but I quickly realised that it was soo wonderful. The orgasm soon faded away and I decided that I was going to properly play with my clit again, soon.

I looked at myself in the mirror again and I could see my clit sticking out below my bush so I grabbed some of the hairs and pulled up so that I could get a better look.

“I don’t remember it being that big.” I thought, “maybe I’m turning into a boy.”

I laughed at my stupid thought as I studied my clit.

“Bloody hair getting in the way.” I thought, then, “I know, I’ll cut it off.”

I got our a pair of scissors and trimmed it right down to very short then looked in the mirror again. As I looked I remembered that in the showers I’d noticed that most of the other girls were bald down there and I thought,

“Why not.”

So I went into my bathroom and fifteen minutes later I came out with a pussy as bald as a babies bum. Looking in the mirror I decided that I liked what I saw, I liked seeing my clit sticking out of my perfect slit. I was really pleased at what I had grown in to, even my small tits. I couldn’t understand why so many people seemed obsessed with bit tits, to me they just look painful and big lumps that would get in the way all the time.

Then I had what at the time I thought was a crazy thought,

“What would the boys at school think if they could see me like this?”

The more I thought about it the more I liked the idea of them seeing me. Not the immature schoolboys but the older boys, college boys, young men, hell, older men.

“What would my daddy say if he could see me right now?”

Then I came back to the real world, well not quite, I decided to sleep naked that night, another first for me. I picked up the nightdress that I usually wore and dumped it in the washing basket.

I went to get into bed thinking that I needed to get some sleep, I had an exam in the morning and I was determined to get at least an ‘A’ in all my four remaining exams.

As I slid between the sheets I thought,

“This feels nice, why didn’t I do this before?”

I couldn’t stop myself from touching and toying with my clit and before I knew it I was having another orgasm. I soon went to sleep after that.

***** MONDAY

The next morning I was woken by daddy just like he normally does when he is leaving to jet off to somewhere in the world. The difference being that when he kissed my forehead and I woke up, as well as telling me that he was leaving he added,

“You really have grown into a beautiful young woman Isabella.”

In my half asleep state I managed to say goodbye then I wondered what had prompted him to add the last part. Then I had a horrifying thought and moved my hands to my torso and realised that sometime in the night I had kicked the duvet off and I was now laying totally naked. What’s more, my legs were wide open and I had a bald pussy.

After the initial shock I started to realize that I was feeling aroused. My right hand went to my clit and before it brought me to an orgasm I realised that I had actually liked daddy seeing me like that. I was just coming down from my high when my alarm went off. That brought me back to reality and I jumped up and rushed to the bathroom.

I didn’t really get the chance to think about my discoveries until I was on the bus coming home to an empty house. As I sat there I tried moving my butt around on the seat to see it I could bring my clit to life but there was no joy, my school skirt and knickers were way too thick.

As soon as I unlocked then walked through the front door I ran upstairs and into my bedroom where my clothes got almost ripped off then I lay on my bed and touched my clit. Five minutes later I was coming down from another climax.

Normally at that point I would have got changed out of my uniform then gone downstairs to get myself a drink and something to eat, but this time I didn’t bother putting any clothes on and went downstairs totally naked.

“What would daddy say?” I thought as I descended the stairs. Then I thought,

“Daddy saw me naked this morning and he didn’t scold me or anything so maybe he liked what he saw.

I smiled and decided that he must have liked what he saw otherwise he wouldn’t have said that I was a beautiful young woman.

I felt a bit naughty as I got my drink and snack but at the same time I felt nice, tingly and aroused a bit. I even felt my pussy get a bit squishy.

Then I had an even naughtier thought,

“Why don’t I go outside and sit on a lounger to eat my snack without putting any clothes on? The garden isn’t overlooked so no one will see me. Maybe I can do something about all these white marks where by bikini goes.”

So I did, nervously at first but I was soon laid out enjoying my snack and the sun. After a couple of minutes I had another thought,

“Wow, this sun feels nice on my pussy and tits, I should done this nude sunbathing long ago.”

As I ate I thought more about daddy seeing me naked and the more I thought about it the more I decided that I liked being seen. I wondered if I’d feel that same if other men saw me naked and I decided that I needed to find out if I did.

I finished my snack then just lay there enjoying the feeling of the sun on parts of me that had never seen the sun before. After a while the nice feelings got the better of me and my right hand went to my clit, my left hand went to my vagina and a couple of minutes later I was in heaven again.

I had another exam the next day so I took my plate and glass into the kitchen and went for my revision material then went back outside where I spent a couple of hours reading and wondering why I hadn’t done all my revision out in the sun totally naked.

When I went inside I started thinking about my clit again and how it was an enormous source of pleasure to me. I wondered what it would be like to press it or rub it against household objects so I went round the house trying to see what I could rub it against and got some very pleasant surprises.

In the kitchen I found a large carrot and as I looked at It I thought,

“Shall I?”

I went to bed naked again and I played with my clit again and put the carrot to a use that it was never intended, before going to sleep.

***** TUESDAY

The alarm woke me and I didn’t have long to get showered, dressed, some breakfast then walk to the bus stop to go to school where my priority was my exam not what was between my legs. It wasn’t until I was on the bus going home that I started to think about my pussy again. I didn’t have any more exams that week and we were scheduled for home study for the rest of the week ready for an exam on the Monday then my final one on the Tuesday, so as I sat there I decided that I was going to have a three day break then two days revision, but what was I going to do during those three days.

I quickly dismissed the idea of three days solid of playing with the newly discovered toys between my legs but I just knew that I would be playing with my pussy a lot. I made a rough schedule in my head which started with a swim in the pool at the house. I’d used it a lot when I was growing up but not used it for a few weeks because I needed to study.

In my bedroom I stripped then went to get a bikini out of a drawer but stopped myself thinking,

“Why do I need a bikini? Why not go skinny dipping? No one is going to see me, the garden isn’t overlooked.”

So I did, and what an experience that was, the water rushing passed my nipples and clit ws wonderful. After about an hour I didn’t really want to get out but my fingers were getting all wrinkly.

I got dried then got something to eat then went to bed with my laptop and my credit card intending to order some new clothes, well at least look at what was the latest fashion for young women my age. As I browsed I couldn’t stop thinking about what I would feel like being seen naked by men other than my father and I guessed that that influenced the outfits that I thought about buying because I found myself attracted to photos of girls wearing ultra short skirts and I actually ordered a couple of skirts that a couple of weeks ago I would never have been seen dead in.

Then I discovered that the search engine had listed some sites with erotic stories about girls who wore really short skirts with no knickers and put themselves in situations where men could look up their skirts. As I read some of the stories I found myself wishing that I was those girls. I realised that I actually wanted to be like those girls. I also realised that I was getting very wet between my legs and I had to stop reading to take care of a little problem.

About forty five minutes later I had to stop reading again for the same reason and by the time I fell asleep I was convinced that I had to find out if I would get aroused by men seeing me naked.

***** WEDNESDAY

I’d forgotten to turn off my alarm clock and I cursed when it woke me up then I started thinking about the same thing that I had when I went to sleep. As I played with my clit and the carrot that was still on my bed I decided that I was going to make some really radical changes in the way that I dressed. I loved the way that the girls in the stories wore only really short skirts or dresses with tops that could easily allow men to look down them and see there tits. Some of the girls wore see-through clothes and I really liked that idea.

My first orgasm of the day came as I imagined myself walking along the seafront wearing a dress that was both see-through and not long enough to cover all my butt or my pussy.

I then decided to brows the internet for more videos of girls exposing themselves to me but ended up watching videos of girls getting spanked and being tied up. I even watched one of a girl getting a gyno exam by a fake doctor and one of a girl being fucked by a machine.

Those videos really got me aroused and I brought myself to another orgasm before deciding that I just had to get up but I would be reading more stories and watching more videos quite soon.

I got up and didn’t bother to put any clothes on and after getting some breakfast and a shower I looked in my wardrobe to see what I could adapt to what was going to be the new me. I happily went through everything saying, “No, I’m never going to wear that again,” over and over and throwing that item over to a pile that I would dump in the used clothes skip at the supermarket.

I was left with very little in my wardrobe, my school uniforms at one end, a denim skirt that I was going to shorten with scissors, one dress that I could also cut the bottom half of the skirt part off, and three tank tops that were quite ageless.

Then I went to my drawers. Onto a separate pile went all my knickers, bras and tights. All my shorts went onto the recycling pile. Also onto that pile went all my swimwear apart from my latest bikini. Putting everything that I intended to get rid of into bin bags I took them downstairs and put them into my car.

Then I went back upstairs and got the scissors out. Fifteen minutes later I put on the denim skirt and immediately thought that maybe I’d cut it too short. When I touched the hem in front of my pussy I could also touch my pussy with the same hand and when I smoothed down the back my hand slid off the hem and touched the bottom of my butt. I took it off, put the dress on and got the same results.

Then I had a quick panic, could I really go outside in public wearing those? And the tops, my nipples would be poking little tents in them all the time. I remembered the stories that I’d read and some of the photos and my courage came back. Deciding to eliminate the chance of me changing my mind I put the dress and some shoes on and went and drove to the supermarket.

Even though it was still relatively early there were still some people around the recycling skips and I nervously got out of my car. As I bent over to pick up the first bag I felt the back of the dress rise up over my bare butt and a breeze on my pussy. I was both scared and excited as I stood up straight and walked to the skip.

Looking around I saw no one looking my way and the nervousness faded away but my excitement didn’t, the tingling was quite strong and I could feel my juices on the inside of my thighs.

Having found a bit of confidence I went and got the other bags and into the skip they went. Apart from the excitement of being out in public wearing such a short dress and maybe someone seeing by bare butt and pussy I also discovered the pleasure from walking and feeling the warm air on my pussy, it made me wonder why I never wore short skirts and no knickers before.

I was still on a bit of a high when I got back into my car and just as I started to drive out of the car park I changed my mind and parked the car again. Getting out I walked towards the supermarket entrance. Picking up a basket I started walking up and down the aisles. I had no intention of buying anything I just wanted to walk in amongst people whilst I was wearing so little.

Then I came to the clothing section and had a crazy idea. I browsed through the kids clothing and found some stretchy tube tops. I stretched them as much as I could and was thankful that I was a skinny girl because I was going to wear one as a skirt. I was also grateful that I’d brought my shoulder bag with my credit card in it.

At the checkout I again got a little nervous because the girl stared at my chest. I could feel that my nipples were hard and tingly and I wondered just what the girl could see.

As I walked back to my car I looked at all the people around me and was actually a little disappointed that none of them were looking at me.

When I got back home I was still quite horny but I didn’t just want to masturbate I wanted people to see me, see my body so I got a few things together and set off walking for the beach. Maybe I should describe the area around the beach.

Daddy and I live on the outskirts of the small town, a fifteen minute walk to the beach through housing and then shops near the beach. There is a road alongside the beach with the usual sort of business’ for a small beach resort, although ‘resort’ is a strong word for our town as it only has a couple of small hotels and a few B&B places.

Those seafront business’ include a small amusement arcade, a pub, a fish and chip shop, a couple of souvenir shops and what possibly looked out of place in such a small town, (what daddy said one day when we were walking passed), a bikini shop. Then there’s the beach, obviously not a nude beach although I’d seen a few topless girls there quite a few times. One time I even saw a couple of girls from my school running around on it in just their bikini bottoms. Anyway it’s a good quality beach, reasonably big with fine golden sand. At one end there is a rocky area that is at the base of a tall, rocky cliff. Daddy used to let me go exploring there looking for shells when I was little but I hadn’t been there for years.

Swapping my shoes for trainers I set off walking, hoping and not hoping that some men would see me and more importantly my bare butt, pussy and tits. After ten minutes I’d noticed a few young men looking at me but they just stared for a minute or so then walked on.

I decided that I needed some way of revealing my bits and decided to loosen my trainer laces so that when another man looked at me I could bend over to re-tie the laces. I was nearly at the beach when a young man that I was approaching stopped and stared at me. I walked passed him then decided that it was time to re-tie my laces so I stopped and bent over keeping my knees straight with my heart pounding and my pussy dripping.

And oh my gawd did my plan work, I looked back through my legs as the man was stood, open mouthed staring at my bare butt. I took my time tying my laces then stood up and walked on without looking back. How I didn’t have an orgasm I will never know but I didn’t although my legs were a bit wobbly for a minute or so.

I walked down to the seafront then along the line of shops ignoring the handful of men that turned to look at me. I stopped at the bikini shop and looked at the mannequins in the window. A couple looked quite revealing and thought about going in. I saw a young woman behind the counter and I could see that she was only wearing a very brief string bikini. She looked up and our eyes met. We both smiled but I turned and continued to the end of the line of shops then over the road onto the beach. In front of a couple of young men I decided to take my trainers off and bent over like I had before. As I untied the laces I looked back between my legs and was happy with the expression on the two men’s faces.

As I walked on towards the sea I again wondered how I didn’t have an orgasm, but what I did know was that I had really enjoyed the experiences and wanted millions of men to see my naked body. When my toes were in the water I had to decide which way to turn, I decided to head for the rocks.

When I got there I climbed over a few rocks and came to a little sandy area and looked around. Seeing no one for around one hundred metres I made a decision that I would never even have thought of a couple of weeks ago, I reached for the hem of the dress and pulled it up, right over my head. I was now totally naked on a public beach for the first time in my life and I felt good.

I spread my towel and lay on my back spreading my legs to get that nice feeling of the sun on my pussy.

As I lay there I started to relax and think about what I was going to do for the rest of the day. Two things sprang to mind quite quickly. One was that I needed to get on the pill quickly, although I had no plans to get fucked I just knew that it would happen soon. The second thing was that I wanted to make sure that my pussy was nice and smooth all the time, I’d heard some of the girls talking about using a Laser Clinic to get rid of their pubic hair permanently and I liked the idea.

I had really relaxed and was on the verge of dozing off when I heard two men talking. I opened my eyes and saw two middle-aged men standing close to my feet and looking down at me. I still had my legs spread wide and the knowledge that they were there made my pussy tingle and start to get wet.

“Hi.” I said.

“Just ignore us luv, we’re just arguing about what bait to use.”

“What?”

“Fishing.”

It was then that I saw that they were both holding fishing rods and carrying boxes of whatever.

“Oh yes,” I replied.

My heart was pounding and the tingling was getting stronger as I watched the men look at me one more time then start walking further along the rocks. As they turned their backs I heard one of them say,

“That was a pleasant surprise, I haven’t seen a naked girl along here since last summer.”

“Yes, she was cute wasn’t she.” The other man said.

I had been seen totally naked by two men and it turned me on so much that my right hand went to my pussy and played with my clit and hole until I had an orgasm, right there on a public beach, I was one happy girl.

I lay there for a while then decided that I wanted to go and see if I could get a tiny bikini for wearing on the main part of the beach. I wanted to see if I could go topless with just an ‘only just there’ bikini bottoms. I put my dress on, packed up and headed for the bikini shop.

When I got there I stood outside looking at the mannequins again. The same young woman was in the shop hanging up some bikinis and I saw that she was wearing a different, but just as skimpy, bikini.

As I walked in the young woman said,

“Don’t tell me, you’re looking for something that covers just the legal bits but hides nothing. My names Mia by the way.”

“Hi Mia, I’m Isabella and I guess that you are right, I don’t really know what I want, but I do want something that doesn’t cover most of my white bits.”

“Well Isabella, we have quite a few suits that will make you legal but not hide anything, and quite a few that aren’t legal for around here, let me show you some.”

“Oh, okay, but you might have to explain that to me.”

“That’s easy, you have to have to wear a swimsuit, even if it’s just a bikini bottoms, but there’s nothing in the law that says your pussy can’t be visible. I’ll show you.”

“Okay Mia but how did you know what I wanted?”

“It may have something to do with the fact that you aren’t wearing a bra and I can tell that you aren’t wearing any knickers either. Just how skimpy do you want to go Isabella?”

“Wow, that obvious am I Mia, I’ve just realised that I like men seeing my body and I want to exploit that.”

“And what does your boyfriend have to say about that?”

“No boyfriend.”

“What, a girl with your good looks hasn’t got a boyfriend? What’s wrong with the male population around here?”

“I’ve never been interested in boys until yesterday that is.”

“What happened yesterday Isabella?”

“My father saw me totally naked and said that I looked beautiful.”

“He certainly got that right. So did you deliberately let him see you naked Isabella?”

“No, it was an accident, I slept naked for the first time ever and the duvet slid off me during the night. He saw me when he came to say goodbye because he works away most of the time. I was still asleep but I woke when he kissed my head.”

“I bet that that shocked you?”

“Actually no, when I thought about it I realised that I’d actually enjoyed him seeing me naked.”

“So are you going to have another ‘accident’?”

“Probably.”

“I remember the first time that a man saw me naked, it was such a turn on that I had to go and rub one out as soon as I could. So Isabella, I think that we have just the style of bikinis for you. We’ve got some other things that you might be interested in as well.”

Mia took me to a corner of the shop and the bikinis that she showed me were amazing, my school tie has more fabric in it than a dozen of those bikinis put together.

“Try some of them on Isabella, see what you look like and if they let you expose as much as you want to. Try them all on if you like, I’ve got plenty of time and the chances of anyone else coming in are remote. It will be nice to have someone to talk to.”

I selected one of the bikinis and turned to look for a changing room. All I saw was a curtained corner of the shop. The curtain was open and there was quite a few boxes in there.

“Where can I get changed Mia?” I asked.

“Sorry about those, I had a delivery this morning and Jack hasn’t been for them yet. You can get changed right there Isabella, it’s only us girls here and I’m going to see ninety nine percent of you when you’ve got one on.”

There was a lot of logic in what Mia said. I looked over to the shop front and only a small amount of the window was visible from where I was so I thought,

“Okay.”

As I slipped my dress off I said,

“So have you got another shop somewhere Mia?”

“I see that your father was right Isabella, you do have a beautiful body, and no, not another shop, unless you call a website a shop, our main business is online shopping. This shop is just a front, a place to have things delivered. We inherited it from my uncle who died last year and I haven’t got the heart to sell it.”

“What do you think Mia?” I asked as I finished tying the top.