Chapter 1

It all started one night when we were at university party where the booze was flowing freely and one of the spaghetti straps on my strappy V-neck tank got ripped off in a silly drinking game. For the rest of that night I struggled to keep my right breast covered (no bra that night because my boyfriend, Ethan asked me not to wear one). What I did notice was that Ethan paid a lot of attention to me, and he didn't seem at all worried that my nipple kept getting exposed.

When we went to bed later that night the sex was wonderful, and it went on forever.

The next morning I asked Ethan what had made him so horny at the party and he shocked me a bit by telling me that it really turned him on when my breast got uncovered and people looked at me.

At first I was a bit stunned, but after a while I realised that I too had got aroused when my breast had got exposed.

Perhaps now would be a good time to say a bit about myself. My name is Sophie. I'm 19 years old, I have a 34B 24 28 figure. I have light brown hair on my head and no hair anywhere else on my body. My pussy is very little girl like except for my clit which sticks out even when I'm not aroused. My high-up 'B's are very pointed and as solid as they come. They're topped (fronted) by 2 gorgeous, suck-able, largish nipples that seem to think that they have ice cubes taped to them; and small, dark areolas.

Right, now that's out of the way, back to how I discovered that I like to expose myself. As I said, I'd been accidentally exposing my right breast at that party and discovered that I'd enjoyed the experience. Not only had I enjoyed it but Ethan had enjoyed it as well. I was intrigued and needed to find out more, so when Ethan came to my dorm room to collect me the next night I put my thinnest, slightly sheer top on, with no bra and a short, denim skirt. Short at that time was mid-thigh.

Ethan looked a little surprised but said that I looked good. He couldn't keep his hands off me that night and I did enjoy the attention that my semi-sheer top brought.

The next day neither of us had lectures, and the weather was warm, so we walked into town. As we walked through the park to get to town I raised the subject of my sheer top and Ethan suddenly got more affectionate. We sat on the grass and he started to put his hand up my skirt.

I was so scared that someone might see us, but at the same time I was so excited; my knickers got wet and my pussy started tingling. I wanted Ethan to do more to me, to rip my clothes off and fuck me right there and then, but I was too scared.

I managed to get Ethan to stop, but only after he's got my knickers off. We sat and talked. Ethan told me that he loved the idea of other people getting quick glimpses of my goodies. I wasn't revolted or anything like that by Ethan's comment, I just didn't know what to say. I told Ethan that I'd never even thought about exposing any part of my body except my arms and lower legs and I didn't know what to think.

Ethan asked me how I felt when I'd worn a bikini when we'd gone swimming. I had to admit that I'd felt good. I cupped my 'B's and said that I was proud of them.

"And so you should be;" Ethan said, "they're amazing. I just think that it would be nice for both of us if other people saw them. Tell you what, how about we try if for a while then have a sort of 'review' of how it's gone and then take it from there?"

"So what are you thinking that we should do for this 'trial period'? I asked.

"Well," Ethan said, "how about you stopping wearing underwear and 'accidentally' give people a flash of your gorgeous girls and fuckable pussy?"

"You want me to flash my tits and pussy to strangers!"

"You can do it to our friends if you like."

"I don't know about that. I think that if I've got to do it to anyone then I'd prefer it to be a complete stranger."

"You don't HAVE to flash anyone if you really don't want to. I just think that it would be a nice experiment to see how you feel." Ethan said.

"Yeah I know that; but I've never done anything like that before. I'm just a bit nervous."

"I can understand that, I'll be with you all the way, and if at any time you want to stop you can. I'm not suggesting that you streak through the shopping centre or anything like that, just a bit of 'accidental' flashing." Ethan said to comfort me.

"Well ... okay then," I said, "so you think that going without underwear is a good place to start? That isn't going lead to much flashing."

"Don't take this the wrong way Sophie. But your clothes are a bit conservative. How about I buy you some new clothes while we're in town?"

I should have been upset by Ethan's remark, but I wasn't. He was right. My family never had a lot of money (unlike Ethan's) and I'd never had much interest in keeping up with the latest fashions. I'm more of a 'practical' girl. But what girl is going to turn down the offer of having some clothes bought for her? So I agreed.

We stood up and I asked Ethan for my knickers.

"How about I keep them for now? It'll be a good start for you." Ethan said.

"But I feel naked without them." I replied.

"But you're not, and you and I are the only 2 people in the world that know that."

I couldn't argue with that, and I guessed that it would be a good place to start. It wasn't as if anyone was going to see anything because my denim skirt was nearly knee length.

As we started the rest of the walk into town I saw that Ethan had a hard-on. He obviously liked the idea of me being knickerless.

It wasn't a hot day, but it wasn't a cold or wet day either. It was slightly breezy and that breeze was going up my skirt; and it was a pleasant feeling. By the time we went through the doors into the shopping centre my pussy was pleasantly wet and I'd decided that I liked being knickerless.

We did what we'd original intended to do in town then started shopping for clothes for me.

In the first shop that we went into, Ethan picked out 3 skirts that were shorter than I'd ever look at for myself. My first reaction was 'no way', but then I looked at Ethan's face; and his trousers. He clearly wanted me to try them on, so I did.

As I went into the changing room I remembered that I didn't have my knickers on. I was going to have to be careful. As I went out to show Ethan the first skirt I felt terribly exposed. That skirt must have been no more than 12 inches long.

"Wow!" was all Ethan could say for ages. His trousers told me that he liked it. I did a twirl for him and he said the same think again.

"I take it that you like it." I asked.

"Errr yes, you look amazing. What do you think?"

"Yeah, it's nice, but it's so short."

"Sophie you look amazing, it really does suit those long, slim legs of yours; it's perfect." Ethan said. "What about the others?"

I went and changed into the second skirt. It was equally short, but I wasn't so keen on it. Neither was Ethan, he said that it 'wasn't me.' I wasn't sure what he meant, but as I wasn't keen on it either I didn't ask him.

The third skirt was nice, but it was very thin, and flared; what's more, it was a little shorter that the first one that I'd tried on. I felt like I had nothing on below my waist. If I wore that one out I REALLY would have to be careful.

Of course Ethan liked it. He asked me to do a twirl then told me that we were definitely buying that one.

I got changed back into my own skirt and we went and bought the first and third skirt. As we left the shop Ethan told me that when I'd done the twirl I'd flashed my pussy to a man and I hadn't even realised it.

After letting me think about it for a minute, and blush because of it, he told me that the man was him; but it could easily have been any other man. That thought got me thinking; I'd flashed my pussy to a man, albeit Ethan and not realised what I'd done. The thought of what I'd done made me get a little wet rush. I'd enjoyed it; innocent, but guilty of enjoying it.