1. My Boyfriend likes to expose me - Part 19


    Date: 8/26/2016, Categories: Fiction, Exhibitionism, Female exhibitionist, Humiliation, Reluctance, Written by women, Author: vanessa.evans, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    My Boyfriend likes to expose me or perhaps it should be called The exhibitionist in denial by Vanessa Evans All characters involved in any sexual activities in this story were over 18 when the events took place. Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the earlier parts. They will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable. Part 19 – Ryan exposes me some more =========================== I become a boy ------------------ Ryan came home one evening and told me that he’d signed us up at a big leisure centre not far away. The thing was that he’d signed me up as a 13 year-old boy. We had a bit of an argument but as usual Ryan won. When I asked how I was going to get away with it he told me that we were going shopping for some boy’s clothes and some swimming shorts. “But I haven’t got a cock or balls.” I argued, hoping that I’d found an escape. “I’ve already thought of that; we’ll put a couple of golf balls in one of my socks and you can you can sew them into the shorts.” “What about a cock?” “Another sock rolled up; unless you want something like a carrot, in which case you’ll look like you’ve got a hard-on all the time.” “You’ve got an answer for everything; haven’t you?” “Yep!” That weekend we went and bought the clothes and Ryan got me to put them on and practice acting like a teenage boy. Ryan put me right a few times and laughed when I asked how men walked about with lumps like that between their legs. “No wonder,” I thought, ...
    “that men often sit with their legs spread.” One of the things that Ryan bought me was a string vest; a smaller version of his. When I pointed out that my nipples would stick through the holes, all he said was, “I hope so.” Ryan told me that I’d have to leave my nipple jewellery at home but my clit jewellery could stay as I’d have boy shorts on most of the time. When I asked him what he meant by ‘most of the time’, he just laughed and told me not to worry; that I’d enjoy myself. The next Tuesday evening we went to the leisure centre. Wearing jeans felt weird; I hadn’t worn trousers of any sort for a few years. As we walked from the car I ruffled my short hair and decided that I didn’t like the golf balls between my legs. I was glad that I am a woman. I was nervous as we checked-in but nothing was said and Ryan led me to the men’s changing room. As we went in I could hear men talking and I got quite nervous. I walked behind Ryan but I couldn’t help but take a quick look at the men. They were all in various state of undress and three were naked and drying themselves. I was looking at three soft cocks. Ryan led me to a quiet part of the big room and whispered for me to put the shorts and the string vest on. Thankfully the men didn’t look at me but I still quickly looked away as I felt my pussy get wet. I remembered what Ryan had said and kept my back to the men and didn’t bend over. I didn’t want them looking at my pussy. I also remembered not to fold my clothes as I took them off; ...
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