My Boyfriend Likes to Expose Me Ch. 20

"Right," I said, "now push my legs so that they are in one long line and at 90 degrees either side of my body."

I 'oh'd and 'ow'd' as I pretended that it was hurting, and fought to resist getting my legs straight. As I did so I looked up at the man kneeling either side of my head. I'd picked him because he was wearing proper running shorts; baggy ones. As I looked up I could see right up them and couldn't see any sign of underwear. Instead I could see his balls and the base of his hard shaft.

That sight, and the vibe, took me over the top again and I started cumming.

That orgasm over, I asked for 2 more guys to have a go. I picked another guy in proper running shots to kneel at my head. This time when I looked up his shorts I could see his balls and his cock just dangling there.

What was up with this guy? Was he gay? If so what the hell was he doing there? If not, how could he possibly not have a hard-on with all these naked girls around him?

Anyway, I 'oh'd and 'ow'd' again and kept telling the guy between my legs to keep pushing; all the time looking up at the cock.

After a couple of minutes of the cock not getting hard I decided to do something different. As I was thanking the guys and getting up I saw another guy wearing proper running shorts. They looked to be made of some sort of nylon and were really baggy.

I didn't want to miss the possible opportunity of seeing another cock so I went over to him and asked him and the guy stood next to him if they could help me.

After they'd looked me up and down and agreed to help me, I took them over to the mat and explained what I wanted.

I was in luck; no underwear and baggy shorts that I could see right up. What's more he must have pulled them round a bit because I could see his hard cock. It was big, but not as big as Ryan's.

That, combined with the other man's face right in front of my dripping pussy; and the vibrator, meant that my next orgasm was rapidly approaching. As it hit me I started shaking. The man pushing my legs let go of me as I continued to stare at that cock.

After I don't know how long, I was spent and needed a rest. I thanked the guys and took one last look at that cock then sat up and just sat there for ages.

I started thinking about what to do next when I had another idea. I stood up and asked a man near me if he could help me. When he agreed I told him what I wanted him to do.

I told him that I needed to be able to do the splits and that some of the other men had been helping me prepare for an attempt but that I needed someone to check that I could actually do it.

"But how can I help?" the man asked.

"Well, I need someone to put a hand on the floor and to tell me how close I get to the ground."

"Err sure, but I don't see how a hand will help."

"Trust me, it will."

I stood on the mat with my feet about 6 inches apart then invited the man to put his hand between my feet. He knelt down in front of me with his face inches from my pussy; then he put his hand on the mat, but palm down.

"No, palm up please."

I started to slide my feet apart and easily managed to get the gap between my pussy and the hand down to about 6 inches.

"I don't know if I can get any lower." I said.

"Oh I'm sure that you can; just push a bit harder." The man said.

The vibrator finally got the better of me and I started cumming. What's more, my feet suddenly slid further apart and down I went. I landed with my pussy right on the palm of the man's hand. He took the opportunity to slide a finger into me which just prolonged my orgasm.

As my body continued to spasm I fell backwards onto the mat; the man's finger sliding out of me.

As the waves receded I looked at the man who was still on his knees between my legs.

"Thank you for helping me." I said to him.

"You're so welcome; and I told you that you could do it."

I smiled as we both got to our feet.

There were 2 more things that I wanted to do on the mats before taking the vibe out and fucking myself on one of the cycles. When I was on the beach in Playa d'en Bossa, Ryan had got me to do the standing splits. I wanted to do that right there with all those guys watching; so I did. I held my right foot first then lifted my right leg right up. I managed to shuffle my left foot round a bit so that more of the guys could see my very spread pussy.

After about 30 seconds I did the same with my other leg.

The second thing that I wanted to try right there was a different version of the standing splits that I'd never done before. This time I bent at the waist keeping my legs straight, then I pushed my left leg back and up. Turning slightly I managed to get it straight up, but I wasn't finished. I bent my left knee and pointed my left foot to my right shoulder. I then put both my arms back and moved them around until I found my ankle. Grabbing that and pulling it a bit spread my pussy about as far as it could go. Whilst balancing on one foot I shuffled around in a full 360 degrees. Anyone who cared to look would have seen my dripping, swollen and spread pussy.

That thought, and the vibe in my pussy brought on one more orgasm; I was getting tired but I still managed to keep my balance until the waves subsided then I let go of my foot and collapsed onto the mat.

I sat there, legs akimbo and leaning back on my elbows for a good 5 minutes before deciding what to do next.

Not being able to think of anything else to do on the mats; and getting a little tired, I decided to go and remove the vibe. As I walked out of the workout room I saw Abby on a leg spreader with a whole bunch of guys stood round her.

Vibe safely in my bag I got some tissues and cleaned myself up before going back to the workout room.

The 'flat on your back cycle' was being used by Ella but the exercise cycle was free so I went and stood by it for a minute, mentally preparing myself for a long slow fuck.

Climbing on and impaling myself I slowly started to pedal. It didn't take long to get a slow rhythm going and I just slowly pedalled and pedalled; totally oblivious to the rest of the world.

I pedalled through 3 orgasms before finally deciding that I was too tired to do any more. I just sat there, still impaled, for a good 5 minutes trying to muster up the strength to dismount and go and have a shower.

The shower refreshed me and as I soaked and relaxed I remembered Darren. I got dried but not dressed, and went to see Darren with a memory stick from my bag.

Darren showed me to the PC that ran the cameras and I started searching for that days videos. Thankfully, the system was very straight forward and I was soon copying them to the memory stick.

While that was happening I asked Darren about the boxing ring and he told me that he was hoping to get some girl wrestling matches organised.

"Wow," I relied, "that kinda sounds like fun but I'm way too small for that sort of thing."

"I wouldn't be too sure about that Tanya;" Darren said, "there's more to wrestling than weight and size you know."

He also told me that he was trying to organise a wresting trainer to come in and coach any girls that were interested. He told me that he'd be emailing all girl members to let them have the details as soon as he got them.

I also mentioned the idea of an obstacle course round the different equipment and the possibility of races amongst the girls.

"Way ahead of you there girl; I've got my accountant working on that idea."

I didn't tell him that my idea was for each girl to make herself cum at each obstacle before moving on to the next one.

Full memory stick in hand I said goodbye to Darren headed for the door. I got right outside before I remembered that I'd come straight from work and had some clothes there. What's more, I had to wear them because I had to go home on the bus.

I felt a bit daft going back in and telling Darren what I'd forgotten.

When I told Ryan about the reaction that I'd got when I revealed the tube, he was so pleased; and readily agreed to make half a dozen for some of the other girls there. Judging by his hard-on he too was looking forward to seeing inside some of the other girls.

I also told Ryan about the silly dreams that I'd had by the pool. He told me that he could probably organise the Christmas tree part of the dream; not in a shopping centre but somewhere where my performance would be more appreciated. I told him not to, but knowing Ryan... I just hoped that he'd get me all sexed up beforehand so that I wouldn't feel guilty about exposing myself.

Body Paint

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Ryan bought some waterproof body paint one day and the following Saturday morning he painted some running shorts on me, complete with waist band, trim and white stripes. He used tape so that he could get straight lines. I have to say that they did look good but my crack was clearly visible, even after I'd removed my clit hood jewellery. I'd assumed that he'd take me somewhere where we'd be alone but he had other ideas. After checking that the paint would survive me sitting down he told me that we were going into town.

"You're insane!" I said, "There's no way that I'd get away with that. You'd have to get a lawyer to bail be out of jail."

We argued for a while, and for once I had a victory; a little one. Instead of going into town I finally agreed to go for a walk with him - that afternoon.

I wanted to wear a long top but Ryan insisted on one that left a wide band of flesh round my stomach showing.

As I stood in front of the mirror contemplating what I had agreed to do I had to admit that they did look like those seamless boy shorts that a lot of girls wear these days. Maybe it wouldn't be that bad. I even started getting aroused thinking about it.

My arousal level wasn't that high when the dreaded time arrived and we set off with me gripping Ryan's hand like a vice. We walked down the street and towards the park without seeing anyone. We turned a corner and on the other side of the street we saw Naomi and Doug and as we waved and shouted hello to them Doug shouted that he liked my shorts.

That did a little for my confidence, but it got a bigger boost when we turned another corner right into a group of about 10 youths. I got a couple of whistles and comments, but none of them seemed to realise that my shorts were just paint.

We walked all around the park and as no one took any notice of me my confidence level rose. So did my arousal factor; the breeze blowing across my pussy felt good and it was slowly turning me on.

Thankfully Ryan had had enough of walking and we headed home with me wondering if we really could get away with me wearing painted shorts in town.

Jogging

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Now that the weather is improving I've started jogging again. I try to get up an hour early twice a week to go for a run. If I can get up without waking Ryan I can get out to run, but if Ryan wakes up he drags me back into bed for a fuck.

I still wear that little tennis skirt and it feels good having the air rushing passed my pussy.

Thankfully I'm out too early for most people so I haven't had any little embarrassing moments - yet.

Videos

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Ryan's going through this phase at the moment where he wants to video us having sex and me on my exercise bike and Sybian. I'm surprised that he hasn't asked Darren at the gym if he could video me there. Maybe he's happy with the videos that I brought back the day that I went there straight from work.

We've had a couple of arguments about his desire to upload them to some web site or other. So far I seem to be winning, but knowing Ryan...

Ryan's brother Tom

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Tom gave us quite a surprise a few weeks ago; he came home with a girl. We'd talked to Tom about girls a few times and he'd always said that he was looking for the right one. He always made me blush when he said that he was looking for a girl like me; so sweet.

Anyway, her name's Jenny and she is lovely. Ryan and I were messing around on the sofa when Tom walked in and announced that he'd brought a friend with him. Ryan still had his trousers on, but, as usual, I was totally naked.

After introductions I apologised for my state of dress but Jenny said that it wasn't a problem and that Tom had told her all about Ryan and I. I blushed knowing what Tom knew about me and had seen nearly all the things that Ryan and I get up to.

Tom asked if it was okay for Jenny to stay the night then they disappeared to Tom's room. During that evening and half the night there were sounds coming from that room that told us exactly what they were doing. Ryan kept saying,

"That's my brother!"

The next morning Tom and Jenny came down to the kitchen with Jenny wearing just a short tank top and a thong; a see through thong that revealed that she was fully shaved. She wasn't wearing a bra either as the nipples on her 'B's were sticking out as much as mine do.

The following evening Tom came home alone and we got him talking. He told us that he thought that he'd finally found the right girl. Again he embarrassed me by saying that Jenny was a lot like me. She'd been in one of his tutor groups and he'd noticed her at the start of the uni year but he wanted to know a lot more about her before he made a move.

He'd obviously found out what he wanted to know because she'd just spent the night in his bed; the pair of then fucking like rabbits.

Jenny started staying over 3 or 4 nights a week and on the first weekend we got to know her quite well. The second morning that she was at our house she came down wearing just a thong. Ryan has a grin on his face. A couple of mornings later she was eating breakfast as naked as I was.

That first weekend Ryan took Tom to the pub so that Jenny and I could get better acquainted. I got us a glass of wine and we sat on the sofa to talk. As usual I hadn't got dressed that day but Tom and Jenny had gone to the shops and she was still wearing the dress that she's gone out in.

After a couple of sips of wine Jenny asked if I minded if she took her dress off, She said that she felt very over-dressed. The dress came off quickly, revealing that she wore nothing underneath.

Jenny talked for ages, telling me tons about herself. And yes, Tom was right, she does seem to be a lot like me. Obviously not the physical attributes; as I said, her tits are a 'B' whereas mine are an 'A' minus. She has a dislike of underwear and hated having to wear a thong those first couple of nights. She doesn't own a bra and only has one pair of jeans that she hardly ever wears.

Although she doesn't have any piercings she and Tom had discussed the idea and she was just waiting for the right time.

I asked her what Tom had told her about my 'toys'. She told me that Tom had tried to tell her but he wasn't very clear and she ended up a little confused.

We were getting on so well that I took her out to the garage. When we went out of the back door Jenny hesitated, asking about the neighbours. I told her not to work because I frequently was naked all over the back garden.

When Jenny stepped into the garage she was dumbfounded. She just stood there in amazement as I started to explain how the Sybian and the bike worked.

After I had finished talking, Jenny asked me if it would be okay for her to use them some day.

"Of course, anytime that you like," I said; "but beware of what the Sybian is stood on; and the stands that I need to get on and off it."

I then told her about my 'accident' and that I'd nearly got Sybianned to death,

Jenny laughed and said,

"But what a way to go! How about having a go now please?"

I laughed and said,

"Let's finish the wine first." I said.

We finished the bottle and when Ryan and Tom got home they found us in the garage; Jenny in the throes of multiple orgasms on the Sybian; and me having my second orgasm as I pedalled away on the bike.

Ryan and Tom grinned, went and got a beer each and then sat and watched us.

Afterwards, Jenny and I shared a shower then didn't share our brother.

Tom's asked us if we'd mind if Jenny moved in at the start of the next term. Seeing how happy he is, and knowing how much student accommodation is, and both of us liking Jenny; we quickly agreed.

That night after Ryan fucked me I asked him if the thought that Jenny would like to join the gym.