Sat across from a man in his late forties to early fifties last summer (Summer 2017) I noticed him looking up my short skirt. I was sat on a bench having my lunch in a park, and he was lay on his right side making no effort at all to his the fact he was staring at my knicker covered pussy. He actually began to touch himself, even when he saw me looking at him.
I should have become angry or at least tried to move myself so he couldn't see up my skirt. But instead of being angry or embarrassed, I was completely turned on. The more he looked at my pussy area, the more horny I got. After around two or three of knowing he was looking at my white knickers, I lifted my left leg which gave hima much cleared view, put my right hand down to my knickers and slowly, ever so slowly moved my knickers to one side.
I swear he almost came in his pants as a broadening smile crossed his face. Unfortunately the alarm on my phone went and I knew it was time to go back to work. Standing up, I straightened myself smiled back at him and walked away sexually frustrated, yet with a new dirty thought in my head.
Back in work I took myself off to the ladies, removed my knickers and masturbated until I came so hard with the memory of his face as he looked up my skirt. The rest of the afternoon I attended meetings with my boss and worked alongside my other colleagues, all the time knowing I wasn't wearing my knickers.
That evening at home with my boyfriend, I had him fuck me, not make love to me, but fuck my pussy over the arm of the sofa, and also made him use his middle finger to fuck my arsehole, as I furiously played with my clit. I orgasmed so strongly, I felt my pussy muscles clamp down onto his cock and force his cum to spurt deep inside of me.
The following week I sat on the same bench without knickers on, hoping the guy would be there, but he didn't show up. Even so I made myself horny and began to flash anyone who got close enough to notice my bare pussy. Some work guys passing caught a long look and began to quickly chat to one another. I knew they'd seen my pussy, so I made sure when one of them walked back, he got a much better view by hitching my skirt further up.
He stopped still and just stared at my pussy, then looked up to see me looking directly at him. It made him jump a little and he quickly ran to join his work mates. Returning to work I masturbated again, but that time I played with my pussy in the conference room, and very nearly got caught by one of the managers.
Whenever it was a sunny day after that, I'd try to flash men and sometimes women in the park, or on the train home from work, and even sometimes when I was out with my boyfriend. He asked me once why I wasn't wearing any knickers as we made out in his car. I told him I was horny for his cock and had removed them in the pub we'd been in for lunch. In actual fact, I'd been flashing an older guy who was nursing his pint and trying to read a paper.
I'm no serial flasher or anything, but every now and then I get the urge to show off my pussy to men and women. And love the response I get when I know they're able to see my glistening pussy lips, labia's and if I'm able to slide my hand down, my clitty as well.
As I've been typing this I've been slowly every now and then touching my pussy. I'm so horny right now, I'm either going to wait for my boyfriend to get home, or I might just go down to our local and see who I can flash to.