I have known about my girlfriends exhibitionist side for quite some time now. Having learned this from her telling me true stories of her past, and how she loved to walk around her house naked with the curtains and shades open.

See, I have this thing about hearing a girlfriends true stories of their past. Some of them have been honest, and others have tried to amuse me. However, you know deep down when someone is telling a tale or if someone is telling you a true experience.

I like to learn of these events most while having sex. This way you can gauge their reaction, and learn what their favorite episodes were. Or you can get to know what really turns them on.

However, another way to have fun with this is to have them tell you a sorted, but true, tale from the past while they are texting you as I take care of things myself on the other end of these stories.

Or, you can even give them a “homework” assignment of sorts and ask them to send you an email containing one of these stories for when you get home so you can handle things yourself while thinking about her within the story line of what she has sent you.

I want you to picture my girlfriend, whether necessary or not. She is an absolute true beauty. She could be categorized many ways depending on her dress or makeup, or lack there of.

At 5’2”, blonde hair, blue eyes and weighing in at a mere 95lbs, she normally looks like the girl next door. However, her fake C cup tits, and perfect little ass can accentuate her physique, and matched with the right outfit, makeup, and attitude, she could be every mans desire.

I want you to imagine this little angle as I do. She has told me more of her exhibitionist side, and some of the roots of it. She has told about her attending a catholic high school and how she felt panties unnecessary.

She has told me of letting teachers get a peak of that beautiful pussy of hers, and how wet it made her knowing they were going home to fuck their wives while thinking of her. She has even admitted to letting a teacher (in her high school days) peak so he would make her captain of the soccer team. She would sit at her desk and spread her legs enough to where she knew he could see and just watch him looking at her. She would tell me of how wet her pussy would become knowing what it was probably doing to him.

She has told me about the same teacher taking liberties and actually running a finger up her slit as he walked past her seat on the school bus.

I have a suspicion she fucked him, but she has yet to admit it. It took me a year and a half for her to admit he touched her pussy.

So, armed with the knowledge of this appetite of hers, I have found myself dabbling in her world which is uncharted territory for me.