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(Growing Up Frolic)
As I got older, my desire to display my body grew to an incredible lust. I took every opportunity to expose myself slyly in every imaginable situation. At my age, my treasure was fully visible. The fine blonde pubic hair was virtually unnoticeable except from very close, but from a distance, only my puffy labia with its tiny pink slit stood out.
When my fingers rubbed its length and tickled my little clit, it openrf like a flower in the morning, exposing the deep reds of my vagina surrounded by the light pink of my labia.
The clit was very tiny. This nubbin however, when stimulated, was bright red when engorged with blood. I often used mirrors in the bathroom, to play with myself, watching how it appeared to open slowly at my touch. Every imaginable movement of my fingers on it seemed to bring about a different appearance of it. With this practice, I developed a pattern to enhance it's attractiveness to me, and of course, to others.
Mother no longer forced me to wear the pretty, little matching skirt, blouse and panty sets. I got to shop for my own undergarments. My breasts were growing with time as well. I was no longer flat chested like a boy; they looked like tiny eggs had grown under my skin poking out. Large aureoles, almost the size of the breast themselves accented by pointy nipples. I chose bras with under wires to enhance their appearance. My aureoles were easily visible in part in the V portion of the bras.
With the allure of double exposure, a trip to the local shopping mall seemed the perfect place to exhibit my budding charms. While not quite a teenager yet, I dressed as one, short skirts, loose button down blouses. The mall shaped like a starfish, with stores radiating out from a center courtyard. In the center of the courtyard was an open area where the food court, which was one level below, was visible, surrounded by benches. Two sets of stairs on either side of the courtyard led down.
I sat on one bench near the stairwells leading down. Depending on which side of the bench you chose, you faced outward toward either the stores, or inward, toward the food court. I faced the stores first; making sure my blouse was unbuttoned far enough to expose just a hint of my bra underneath, sitting on one leg crossed under me. My panties were white and stood out nicely under a brightly colored skirt. I pulled a book from my bag and feigned reading it while watching for anyone looking at me.
It wasn't long until a man in his early 40's passed trailing what appeared to be his wife and a pair of young k**s, going in and out of the stores, had glanced at me, furtively looking to his wife, and then once again back at me. I shifted my body some to widen my legs and casually reached up inside my blouse as if to adjust my bra strap, making sure I pulled it open, exposing the view of my bra. Another button magically unbuttoned as my hand went back to the book, giving him a full on view of my charms.
There were benches outside most of the stores, and he sat down facing me, and told his wife he was going to sit while they shopped. His eyes took me in, top to bottom, as he sat. Knowing full well he was looking, I began my 'routine'. One hand dropped from the book to my lap and started tracing around the edges of my labia with one finger. Almost immediately, wetness appeared on my panties. Reaching back to the book, turning a page, I glanced at him; his eyes locked hard between my legs.
Again, I dropped my hand to my crotch, this time slipping my fingers under the elastic of the panty, and pulled it aside, exposing my cute little pussy. I touched my clit with thumb and finger twiddling it gently. Now looking up at him directly, I smiled as I continued to touch myself. He started fidgeting in his seat, trying to adjust himself so his growing bulge was not so obvious to everyone, and tried to smile back at me.
Sticking my finger in my pussy, I pulled it out, put my fingers to my mouth, licked them closing my book and stood up. I wiggled my ass and headed to the mall exit, turning my head to watch his eyes follow me all the way down out.
I was pleased that my outing had been pleasurable and rewarding.
(Growing Up Frolic)
As I got older, my desire to display my body grew to an incredible lust. I took every opportunity to expose myself slyly in every imaginable situation. At my age, my treasure was fully visible. The fine blonde pubic hair was virtually unnoticeable except from very close, but from a distance, only my puffy labia with its tiny pink slit stood out.
When my fingers rubbed its length and tickled my little clit, it openrf like a flower in the morning, exposing the deep reds of my vagina surrounded by the light pink of my labia.
The clit was very tiny. This nubbin however, when stimulated, was bright red when engorged with blood. I often used mirrors in the bathroom, to play with myself, watching how it appeared to open slowly at my touch. Every imaginable movement of my fingers on it seemed to bring about a different appearance of it. With this practice, I developed a pattern to enhance it's attractiveness to me, and of course, to others.
Mother no longer forced me to wear the pretty, little matching skirt, blouse and panty sets. I got to shop for my own undergarments. My breasts were growing with time as well. I was no longer flat chested like a boy; they looked like tiny eggs had grown under my skin poking out. Large aureoles, almost the size of the breast themselves accented by pointy nipples. I chose bras with under wires to enhance their appearance. My aureoles were easily visible in part in the V portion of the bras.
With the allure of double exposure, a trip to the local shopping mall seemed the perfect place to exhibit my budding charms. While not quite a teenager yet, I dressed as one, short skirts, loose button down blouses. The mall shaped like a starfish, with stores radiating out from a center courtyard. In the center of the courtyard was an open area where the food court, which was one level below, was visible, surrounded by benches. Two sets of stairs on either side of the courtyard led down.
I sat on one bench near the stairwells leading down. Depending on which side of the bench you chose, you faced outward toward either the stores, or inward, toward the food court. I faced the stores first; making sure my blouse was unbuttoned far enough to expose just a hint of my bra underneath, sitting on one leg crossed under me. My panties were white and stood out nicely under a brightly colored skirt. I pulled a book from my bag and feigned reading it while watching for anyone looking at me.
It wasn't long until a man in his early 40's passed trailing what appeared to be his wife and a pair of young k**s, going in and out of the stores, had glanced at me, furtively looking to his wife, and then once again back at me. I shifted my body some to widen my legs and casually reached up inside my blouse as if to adjust my bra strap, making sure I pulled it open, exposing the view of my bra. Another button magically unbuttoned as my hand went back to the book, giving him a full on view of my charms.
There were benches outside most of the stores, and he sat down facing me, and told his wife he was going to sit while they shopped. His eyes took me in, top to bottom, as he sat. Knowing full well he was looking, I began my 'routine'. One hand dropped from the book to my lap and started tracing around the edges of my labia with one finger. Almost immediately, wetness appeared on my panties. Reaching back to the book, turning a page, I glanced at him; his eyes locked hard between my legs.
Again, I dropped my hand to my crotch, this time slipping my fingers under the elastic of the panty, and pulled it aside, exposing my cute little pussy. I touched my clit with thumb and finger twiddling it gently. Now looking up at him directly, I smiled as I continued to touch myself. He started fidgeting in his seat, trying to adjust himself so his growing bulge was not so obvious to everyone, and tried to smile back at me.
Sticking my finger in my pussy, I pulled it out, put my fingers to my mouth, licked them closing my book and stood up. I wiggled my ass and headed to the mall exit, turning my head to watch his eyes follow me all the way down out.
I was pleased that my outing had been pleasurable and rewarding.
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