I am one lucky Girl

by Vanessa Evans

A girl discovers that she has a passion, a fetish to be seen naked and performing sex acts with people watching.



Part 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.