My Boyfriend likes to expose me

or perhaps it should be called

The exhibitionist in denial

by Vanessa Evans

Part 23 – Ryan’s still doing it to me

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The charity shop

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Thankfully this is one place that Ryan won’t be exposing me again; the shop has closed. It got to the stage where Ryan was taking me there early on just about every Saturday and getting me to try-on clothes that looked horrible and that I would never buy. That doesn’t sound so bad but he got me to change at the back of the shop, outside the changing room.

Every time I’d have a rotating audience of volunteer college students, male and female.

After I’d tried on one or two items that Ryan had picked he’d hand me over to the staff to take it in turns undressing and dressing me in clothes that they’d picked. While they were doing that the one that was dressing me would be groping me and the others would be taking photographs.

If any customers came in they’d see me as well.

It was so embarrassing, especially as Ryan just about always neglected my body before we got there.

Ryan’s also talking about another ‘Human Sexuality’ course. He says that he’s been in touch with Dan and Fred at the college and told them that I’d be happy to be their guinea pig again (which was a lie because I keep telling Ryan that I don’t want to do another class. One was one too many); and Ryan’s just waiting for a call back from one of them.



The gym

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The place just gets better and better. Do you remember me telling you about the big room that has some school gym type equipment in it? Well Darren has employed this trainer who is organising some events for the girls.

When one of the girls told me about it I got a little worried; you see I’m only small (in more ways than one) and I was sure that I’d be at some sort of disadvantage. I told Ryan about the trainer and competitions and, as expected, he encouraged me to go along and find out more.

After an hours workout (ha!) one weekday afternoon I went to the changing room and put some of my jewellery back in. That day instead of wearing all 3 little chains I was wearing my clit hood little chain and the longer one that goes from nipple to nipple. I put the nipples one back in but left the clit hood one in my bag.

As I walked towards the sauna I decided to look into the big room where all the school gym equipment was to see what changes had been made (still naked of course). I wasn’t really surprised to find no one there but I wandered around looking for changes since I’d last been there and was just about to leave when a man in his mid-twenties walked in.

“Hi,” he said, “I’m Kieran. I’ve only just started here and I’m still working on the ideas that Darren has given me. Perhaps I could run them by you and see what you think, maybe even try some of them.”

“Hi, I’m Tanya, and before you say anything, I’m a lot older than I look. And yes, I’d like to have a bit of input into the competitions. As you can see I’m quite small and I don’t know if that will put me at a disadvantage to the other bigger girls – assuming that these competitions are only for girls that is.”

As I was talking I watched Kieran’s eyes as he looked me up and down. I’d started to calm down a bit since being in the workout room but watching Kieran watch me made me think about sex again and it wasn’t until I was actually doing it that I realised that I’d reached up and rolled both my nipples between finger and thumbs. As soon as I realised what I was doing my hands shot down to my sides. I blushed a bit but still felt a little wet rush.

“Well, Darren only suggested competitions for the girls but I’m also thinking about something like mixed wrestling.”

“What, one naked girl against one clothed guy!” I said, sounding surprised; “that doesn’t seem fair.”

“I was actually thinking about maybe two or three naked girls against one naked man.”

“That sounds better.” I said.

“Yeah, I’m going to have to think about that some more, maybe set-up a trial run, would you be interested Tanya?”

“Yeah, why not; just so long as there are some strict rules; I don’t want to end up in hospital.”

“No of course not; can I show you what I’ve got for the sort of obstacle course so far?”

“Why not?” I said, “I guess that you’d like me to try each one – just to prove that it can or can’t be done.”

“That would be great Tanya. I thought that I’d get the girls off to an easy start by getting them to walk in the crab position to the second challenge.”

“Like this.” I said, getting down into the said position and walking in the same direction as Kieran was. Kieran was walking faster than me and was watching me (or should I say my pussy) as I caught up with him.

“Then I thought about getting them to walk on their hands.”

“Like this.” I said as I put my hands up in the air and went over on to my hands and walked forward. I’d automatically done an upside down splits just like I always do.

When I caught up with Kieran again I lowered myself to my feet and stood up.

“Wow, do you always open your legs like that when you walk on your hands?”

“Yeah, it helps me balance.”

“Okay; you know that you put on a good show when you do that?”

I blushed a little and said,

“I guess so; my boyfriend always tells me that I should get my legs as parallel to the ground as I can.”

“I bet he does; okay, next I was thinking of getting them to do 10 jumping jacks before the serious obstacles start.”

As I was jumping up and spreading everything, I said,

“If this is designed to get the girls breasts bouncing up and down it will work for the ‘big’, but not me; the only thing that is bouncing up and down is my chain.”

“And very nice it is too Tanya.”

“Right, for the next challenge I was thinking of getting a big net and anchoring two opposite sides then getting the girls to crawl under it.”

“Yeah, that would work as long as it isn’t the type that you can get your hair stuck in it.”

“I assume that you mean the hair on the girls heads because from what I’ve seen so far, none of the girls have any hair down there.”

Kieran was looking down at my bald pussy as he said that and I got a little self-conscious, and little wetter.

“Next I was thinking of getting 2 rows of car tyres and the girls would have to run along putting a foot in each one.”

“Okay, another one for getting the breasts bouncing.” I said.

This time it was Kieran’s time to blush a little.

“My next idea was to use the wall bars. Each girl would have to back up to the bars, put her arms up and hold a bar then lift her legs up and out and hold it for 10 seconds.”

I did what Kieran described except that I automatically spread my legs wide when they got parallel to the floor. Kieran was stood in front of me and guess where he was looking.

When we got to the ropes hanging from the ceiling I smiled, hoping that Kieran would tell me that I had to climb one.