He Likes To Expose Me - S01 E160

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He Likes To Expose Me - S01 E160

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 160

It wasn’t far from the tube station to the McDonalds and after we’d got our food and drinks we got a table on the higher section of the eating area. At the edge of the higher area is a glass partition about 3 feet high. The tables are in lines, the lines continuing on the lower level, so when we sat down we were right next to a table with 4 young men on it, albeit them 3 foot lower than us, their heads just above our legs.

Of course that meant that all the men had to do was to look towards us and they would get an eyeful of our bare legs; and more, when we let them.

Needless to say that we both perched on the front of our chairs and lay back with our knees a good foot apart. I’d put on my sunglasses so that I could watch them without them knowing.

It didn’t take long for the guys to realise what was on display and I watched them moving around so that they could get a better look. That excitement, and the vibe took me over the top and I sat there biting my bottom lip and cumming.

When I calmed down Lizzy asked me if I’d just cum. I nodded.

“You lucky thing; I want one of those vibes.”

I told her that my daddy had got it for me off the internet but that there must be a few places in London where you can get one. I then asked Lizzy to tell me about herself. What she told me was: -

She lived with her father and 2 older brothers; her mother having done a runner when she was 8.

Her father was a long-distance lorry driver and often was away for the whole week or longer if he was on a long european run.

Her older brothers had brought her up but she had to do most of the cooking and housework.

That her father often spanked her if the house wasn’t tidy when he got home and that her brothers usually watched it happen.

That she always had to strip naked for her spankings.

That it was shortly after she reached puberty that she discovered that she liked the spankings.

While she was telling me all that the vibe and my fingers had made me cum twice; and Lizzy’s fingers had made her cum once. About half way through Lizzy’s life story we’d both turned sideways a bit so that the guys could get a better look; and one of them had disappeared for about 10 minutes. When he came back I heard him tell the others that he’d moved the van so that they didn’t get a parking ticket.

When Lizzy had finished I got up and went and got us another coffee. While I was in the queue one of the guys came up behind me and started to hit on me. He wanted us to go with them and have a good time. I told him that it was a case of ‘look but don’t touch’ and that if they didn’t stick to the rules we’d stop playing.

When I got back to Lizzy I saw that the 4 men had all changed seats. I smiled knowing what they were doing. Lizzy also told me that she’d made herself cum one more time while I was getting the coffees.

I sat back on the seat almost sideways again and watched the men through my sunglasses as we talked and drank.

About 30 minutes later my phone rang. It was Ryan and when I answered I said,

“Hello daddy.”

The conversation was very one-sided as he quickly realised that I was with someone. He asked me who it was and I told him that I’d made a new friend and that her name was Lizzy. He asked me a few questions that I could answer with either yes or no; then he told me that he had some bad news.

He went on to tell me that the training course had been extended to 3 days because the instructor had screwed-up the timings. When I asked him what we were going to do he told me not to worry because he’d got it all sorted out. Our hotel booking had been extended for another night and, even better, he’d spoked to Tim (my boss) and got me another day’s holiday. We were now due to travel back home on the Friday evening.

When I hung-up Lizzy asked me what was wrong. I put my phone down and noticed that my legs were still wide open and that my left hand was still diddling my clit.

Then I told Lizzy that daddy’s job had changed and that we were staying another day.

“Well that’s good news isn’t it? It means that we can have another day flashing guys like these.” Lizzy said.

“Yeah, and we can get some more revealing clothes than these as well.” I replied.

“That’s going to be a challenge, the only thing more revealing is our birthday suits.”

We both giggled and I started to cum again. That vibe was certainly earning its keep.

One of the white shirted staff walked by and gave us a filthy look. As he walked away Lizzy said that maybe we should leave; after all, we could now come back tomorrow.

We left and were followed down the road by the 4 guys who were probably getting an eyeful of our butts as our skirts got blown up. We lost the guys when we went down into the underground as we headed to Warren Street tube station. We’d spent way too long teasing those guys at McDonalds and it wouldn’t be long before Ryan was going to be at Starbucks.

When we got to Starbucks I got us yet another coffee and waited until we could get 2 stools in the front window and put our drinks on that long plank like table.

It didn’t take long and we climbed onto the stools, the backs of our skirts over the back of the stools; our bare butts on the stools. Then, facing the street, we both opened our legs letting anyone who passed; and those sat at the tables outside, have a great view of our pussies.

I had to laugh when one guy sat outside realised what he was looking at and nearly spluttered his drink all over the woman who was sat with her back to us.

Surprisingly, not many people walking passed stopped to stare at us. Okay, a couple did a double take before moving on; until one guy stopped and had a good long stare. I was looking around inside for potential ‘victims’ when Lizzy told me about the man.

When I turned round I saw that it was Ryan and my legs automatically spread as wide as they could go and I started cumming. I just knew that it wouldn’t be long before his cock was inside me.

Ryan just stood there for ages, his eyes going from my pussy to Lizzy’s.

“Make yourself cum for him.” I said.

Lizzy did, her hand going like a pneumatic road drill.

“Fuck that was good.” Lizzy said as Ryan broke his stare and came into the shop. He ignored us and went and got a coffee; then he came and stood between Lizzy and I, put his coffee and briefcase down then his left hand came to my pussy and his right hand went to Lizzy’s pussy.

“Hey pervert, get your fucking hands off. I’ll call the police.” Lizzy said.

Ryan’s fingers rubbed our clits.

“Stop it you paedophile; were only college girls.” Lizzy said but I saw that her legs were still wide open. She was enjoying it.

I decided that it had gone far enough and I didn’t want Lizzy attracting any unwanted attention so I leaned forward so that I could see Lizzy’s face and said,

“It’s okay Lizzy, this is my dad, Ryan; he isn’t going to rape you.”

“That’s a shame Tanya; you didn’t tell me that he was cute as well.”

Ryan took his hands away from our pussies and put them round our shoulders.

“Shall we go to that table outside and talk?” Ryan said.

We did, us girls sitting on chairs with our backs to the shop window. Ryan was facing both of us and I couldn’t help notice that Lizzy was perched on the front edge of her seat and her legs were spread wide.

Ryan asked Lizzy how long she’d been exposing herself to people. After she gave him a brief history of her life and family Ryan said,

“So you don’t walk around naked at home then. I would have thought that you would have started with your brothers and your father. That would have been a good way to start, get over any nerves in the comfort of your own home.”

“I never really thought of that,” Lizzy replied, “they’ve all seen me naked but only when my dad spanks me. I always went to my room straight after that. You’ve got me thinking now. I think that I should be thanking you.”

Ryan smiled then turned to me and asked,

“Have you told her?”

“What about?” I asked.

“The truth about us; it sounds like she deserves to know, and besides, if you’re going to spend all day together tomorrow it’ll make it easier for you.”

“What truth; what do I deserve to know?” Lizzy asked.

I then told Lizzy the truth about Ryan and I and my age. Lizzy just sat and listened, but she didn’t close her legs.

When I was done Lizzy said,

“I just knew that something wasn’t quite right but hey, we all tell little fibs when it suits us don’t we? I’m a year older than I told you.”

We all laughed a bit then Ryan asked,

“So are we all good then?”

“Fuck yes; I haven’t had this much fun for years. Now that you’re staying for another day can we do the same again tomorrow? I can easily get another day off.”

Ryan replied,

“I’m sure that both my ‘daughters’ will have a great day and cum many times; maybe we should have a competition to see who can have the most orgasms in one day.”

I suddenly realised that the 2 of us weren’t on an equal playing field.

“Ryan,” I said, “I think that I need to leave my vibe out tomorrow; Lizzy hasn’t got one; and do you mind if I dump the blazer; it’s too long and stops my skirt blowing right up.”

“Hmm;” Ryan replied, “come on, finish those drinks, I have an idea.”

We did, and Ryan led us to an ‘adult’ shop that he’d seen on his way to meet us. Ryan bought Lizzy a little remote controlled egg and 2 ‘naughty nurse’ outfits, telling us that we could wear the skirts that were about the same length as my school skirt, and would definitely blow up with not much of a breeze. Ryan said that I could wear it without the blazer even though my blouse was virtually see through. I couldn’t wait.

Ryan also bought something that I hadn’t seen before, one for me and one for Lizzy. The heading on the packaging said, ‘Vaginal Kung Fu’. They are marble eggs, chicken egg size, with a chain attached to the thick ends. The chain is about the thickness of a strong neckless and about 2 inches long. On the other end of the chain is a little carabiner.

Lizzy was puzzled when Ryan gave one to her, but I instantly knew what it was. When I explained it to her she laughed and said that it would be dropping out all the time.



“Try just hooking small things onto the carabiner to start off with; perhaps you could go to college with no knickers and something small hanging under your skirt.” I suggested.

“That’ll mean wearing a longer skirt.” Lizzy replied. “I’ll experiment in front of the mirror.”

“You can do that at work as well.” Ryan added.

As we left the shop Ryan said the he had an idea. He went on to tell Lizzy that I used to use a code to let him know how aroused I was, and as, he assumed, we’d need to communicate that information to each other, we should use that code as well.

I explained to Lizzy that it was called Arousal Factor or AF for short and that it was a number from 0 to 10 where 0 was ‘the thought of any sort of sex at the moment disgusts me’ through to 10 was ‘I’m about to explode’. Lizzy liked the idea so we agreed to adopt it.