Case History 7

SUBJECT: Shirley K.

AGE: Sixteen

INTERVIEW ONE

Shirley is an attractive young blonde with rather large breasts and deep blue eyes. When she came to see me, she was wearing a see-through blouse and a long dress. The blouse was enough to convince me that she was an exhibitionist, and I noticed that while she spoke to me, she let her hands wander over her nipples.

She seemed to be playing with herself the whole time she spoke; even going so far as to rub her legs together as she remembered things.

I guess when you're an exhibitionist, it's best to have a boyfriend who is a voyeur. It's even better when all his friends like to gather around and watch. I usually pretend that I don't know his friends are watching, and that makes it better for Frank.

I can't honestly tell you why I love showing off my body. Maybe it's because I know it turns guys on, and maybe it's because I've been told ever since I was young that I was so attractive. All my aunts and uncles and cousins would always compliment me.

It can make a girl's head swell, doctor. I know very few girls who think that they're beautiful, even if they are. Any girl who's beautiful usually tends to think that there's something wrong with her, if it's her nose, or mouth, or what.

I'm not like that at all. I honestly do think that I'm beautiful.

I can even remember my first time as an exhibitionist.

I had this older brother, and I was sure that he spied on me. When I was about fourteen, I already had these tits. See them, doctor. They were this big a year ago, and I know that many guys lusted after me.

One day, I was looking at myself naked in the mirror. I hadn't done anything like that in the longest time, and I think it's important for any girl or guy to do it. I think that a person should become familiar with his or her own body, and the only way you can do that is to study it in a mirror.

I was plucking at my nipples so that they would get stiff. My nipples are big and thick and red, as you can see.

I heard something outside of my door, and when I looked down at that little bit of space between the bottom of the door and the floor, I could see some kind of shadow. I knew for sure that my brother was watching me.

For some reason, it thrilled me. Knowing that I was considered beautiful, I was sure that I was turning him on.

I started to pull on my nipples more and more, and soon I could feel my pussy starting to get wet. I had a thick patch of blonde pussy hair, which has been trimmed since then. I moved my fingers through the patch and turned so that my brother could see what I was doing. I spread my cunt lips purposely, just for him to look, then started to wiggle my clit back and forth with my fingers.

I thought that I was going to pass out from pleasure. I started to moan loud, for I could feel this orgasm approaching.

I moved my fingers in and out of my pussy faster and faster, and I was sweating from passion. I was breathing heavy, too.

As I started to come, I sunk to my knees. I was staring right at my keyhole, and I was sure that I could make out an eye on the other side. I continued.

Knowing that my brother was watching me only made me want to come more and more. I kept masturbating until I was exhausted, and then I just lay on the carpet with my legs spread wide so he could get a full view of my cunt.

That night, at supper, he hardly even looked at me.

I didn't say anything to him about my knowing that he was watching. I somehow thought that it would ruin some of the fun of the whole experience.

It wasn't until I met Frank that I learned my exhibitionistic tendencies were okay. I met him a year after that first time when my brother watched, and there were many similar incidents after that first time.

In some ways, I was too ashamed to admit to anyone that I got off when people were watching me masturbate, and Frank didn't find out for the longest time. .

Frank was this guy I met at school. He had curly black hair and a smooth complextion. The first time he tried anything with me was when we were at a drive-in. I let him and he took my virginity, but it wasn't anything special so I'm not even going to go into it. What happened in the weeks to come was the special thing.

One weekend, Frank's parents were away and he invited me over to his apartment. Well, it was his folks' place, but for the weekend, with them gone, it was his all the way. It was the first time I was ever going to make it on a bed, and the thought of it was exciting me like nothing else.

Frank undressed me slowly, and for some reason, I couldn't help but notice that he kept looking over at his closet. I didn't know what was happening.

But I just started to imagine that there was someone behind the closet door watching. As Frank kissed my nipples, I moved his hand down to my pussy. If there was anyone back there, I thought, I want them to see a good show.

Frank started to slide his fingers in and out of my pussy.

I had an image in my mind of a thousand eyes glued to me, watching me and getting off on what I was doing.

Frank seemed to be getting into the performance part of it, too.

Of course, I was to learn later on, that it was because there really was someone in the closet. He had been telling his friend Sammy about what a terrific fuck I was and what a sensational body I had, and Sammy was hiding in the closet.

If I had only known for sure, it would have been even better than it was.

For Frank moved his mouth down to my pussy and started to lick me like crazy. He kept asking me if I liked it, and I kept telling him that I loved it.

I did, too. He was working me over better than he had ever done before.

Maybe Frank is an exhibitionist, too, even though I tend to think that he is really a voyeur at heart. I mean, when we talked it out, he seemed to prefer watching. He was only putting on a great show to impress Sammy.

And what a show. I had my legs thrown up over his shoulders for the longest time while he kept his tongue burie'd in my cunt. On occasion, I would move my fingers to my nipples and start to pinch them so hard. I really get off on having my nipples pinched hard. But, as I've learned, everyone has their own thing.

After a while, I was begging him to fuck me.

I had never been fucked while being watched, and even though I wasn't actually positive that there was someone watching me until it was all over, I had imagined it so much by that point that it was almost as if there was someone.

"Come on," I said. "Enough pussy eating. Who are you trying to impress, anyway?"

I sensed that a line like that would get him to pull his mouth away from my cunt. He looked at me with an evil grin.

Then he laid me flat on the bed and rubbed his cock against my pussy. He thrust his way in deep, and I wrapped my legs around his ass and started to moan.

An exhibitionist tends to act more than usual, as far as I'm concerned. At least I know that I do.

It took a little while for Frank's thrusting cock to build up my pleasures. I mean, I had had two orgasms from his pussy licking, and they had subsided. But as soon as he was inside of me, I started to moan like crazy, just because I imagined that there was someone watching me from behind the closet door.

"Oh, ram that thick cock deeper and deeper," I moaned. "I want you to fuck me so deep that you come out my mouth."

Frank laughed a little like that, but I could tell that he didn't want to. He wanted to put all his concentration into this fuck, and he was doing a good job at it, too. I looked at his face and saw the way he had his eyes clenched shut. I could see a few drops of sweat dripping down his chest.

I moved my mouth to his chest and started to lick the sweat. I sucked on his stiff nipple and felt his cock pulsating hard.

I was sure I heard a noise from the closet then and I think Sammy was coming. After all, when it was over and Frank opened the closet door, Sammy's cock was limp.

Frank started to come soon after that, and I came shortly after his first ejaculation. I was writhing on the bed, but that time, I wasn't acting. He had managed to work me up to it with that great cock of his-:

As he rolled off me, he moved his lips to my ears.

"I have a confession to make," he said, licking me.

"And what is that? I didn't know that confession time was after fucking, although I guess it is the best time to go and confess."

He laughed and licked my neck.

"You're terrific," he said. "In fact, you're so terrific that I know you would never think of getting mad at me for what I'm about to tell you."

"Then tell me already," I said. "Cut the stalling."

"There's someone in that closet."

"You're kidding," I said.

"No. Now don't get upset. I didn't think that you'd mind too much. If I ever once thought that you'd mind, I never would have let him hide there. I just thought that you're such a hot, understanding chick."

"Who's in there?" I asked. .

"Come on, Shirley, don't be mad at me," he said, and he was reading me all wrong.

"Frank, I have a surprise for you, so don't you get shocked. I love the fact that someone was watching me and I'll love it even more when you open the door and let me get a look at the face of the boy who just got off watching me."

And I was right. I had shocked the shit out of Frank.

INTERVIEW TWO

The second time Shirley came to see me, she was wearing a pair of hot pants. She told me that she knew hot pants were out of style, but she insisted that they were still the most revealing thing a girl could wear without actually showing naked pussy.

She wore a halter top, and it was easy to make out the fine contoured curves of her breasts. Her nipples were evidently hard when she first walked in, and they were still hard when she left, about an hour later.

Needless to say, Shirley is an exhibitionist in the truest sense.

When Frank heard what I said, I thought he was going to freak out completely. Then he hopped off the bed and opened the closet.

He introduced me to Sammy, and I shook his hand. Sammy seemed a little uncomfortable, since I was completely naked. He made excuses quickly, then left.

"Why didn't you tell me you liked showing off?" Frank asked, when we were alone.

"You didn't ask. Why didn't you tell me you liked showing off?"

"I really don't," he said. "I like watching more."

"Oh, then you didn't get off when you were fucking me just now?"

"You bet your ass I did," he said. "I had the best orgasm of my entire life just now. Was yours good?"

"Terrific. I have to admit to you that the whole time we were fucking, I was thinking that there could be someone in the closet. I didn't know for sure, but I imagined that there was and that made me come harder."

"Hey, I have a terrific idea," he said to me.

"Then tell me."

It was Friday night, and Frank's parents weren't going to be back until Sunday. I called my folks and told them I was staying at my girlfriend Mindy's house, then called Mindy to let her know what I had told my folks in case they called.

"Do you really think you'd like to go along with it?" he asked me.

"I'd love it. As long as you can guarantee me that they'd be watching, I'll put on the best show possible."

"Great."

Frank's plans went as follows: Since I was an exhibitionist and liked to show off, and since he loved to watch, he was going to arrange it so that some of his friends came over. I would be in the bathroom at the time, taking a bath. I would also start playing with myself, and that would turn on Frank, his friends, and me.

Richie was his first friend who came over. Frank called him early the next morning to tell him that he had some good smoke. When Rita came over to me and I was sitting in the bathroom. As soon as the front bell rang, I started the bath.

Now what happened out there while I was in the bath was something that Frank had to tell me about, since I obviously wasn't there at the time.

He let Richie in and they got high. When Richie heard the water running, he asked Frank about it. Frank told him that I was staying over for the weekend, and that I was taking a bath now. He knew he had Richie interested.

"Would you like to look in at her?" Frank asked. "I think that we could both sneak a look without her ever knowing."

From what Frank told me, Richie got so excited that he thought he was going to come in his pants. They snuck down the hall.

I had kept the bathroom door partially open, and I had my back to them. There was a mirror in the bathroom though, and they could see my reflection in it, just as I could see their's when they were in view.

Once I knew they were there, I started what I had planned.

I stood up and walked over to the tub, then tested the water. As I touched it with my toe, I spread my pussy really wide so that Richie could see all of me. I put my foot in the water, then moaned.

I was acting like the water was turning me on.

The thing that really turned me on, however, was knowing that the two of them were out there in the hall watching.

As I moaned, I let my fingers wander over my red nipples. I twisted them a little so that they were fully hard. Then I let my hand wander down to my pussy.

When I started to finger myself, I heard a moan from the hall. Then I heard Richie whispering to Frank, telling him to shut up. I was surprised that Frank had been the one who moaned. For a minute I thought that he must have been doing it to remind me that they were there, but I soon realized that he was doing it because he was turned on.

I started to masturbate faster, jerking my fingers in and out of my cunt like crazy. I closed my eyes and felt my whole body bursting with pleasure. I wiggled my clit back and forth as fast as I could, then felt my orgasm rushing upon me. As I started to come out of it, I sunk down into the tub and lay there.

It had been a sensational orgasm.

However, what followed was even better, as far as I was concerned. A few minutes went by, and then Frank walked into the bathroom.

For a second, I thought that Richie must have left. As Frank looked at me, he winked. Then I knew that Richie was still outside watching.

Frank pulled his hard cock out of his pants and walked right to the tub.

"How would you like to suck on this for a while?" he asked.

I took hold of his cock and pulled it close to my lips. I started to flick my tongue back and forth over the tip of it, and I could feel him pulsating in a matter of seconds. I squeezed him because I didn't want him to come right away.

Now I'm still confused about Frank. He claims that he's only a voyeur and that he gets more aroused by watching. However, I think that if he was only a voyeur, he would have waited for his friend to leave before coming into the bathroom. Instead, once he was aroused from watching, he just walked in and had me relieve him in front of his friend. Now that makes him an exhibitionist, too.

He claims that he isn't, and I've just stopped bringing it up. I don't think that it's so important to label someone and put them in a specific category, and neither does he.

I do admit though that when Frank is aroused from watching, he is very hot and eager. After sucking his cock for a few minutes and bringing him to the point of orgasm a few times, he took my face between his hands and started to thrust in and out of my mouth hard. I knew that he was working his way toward coming.

I started to moan as I felt his come shooting into my mouth, and I swallowed every last drop of him. I think it's a shame to let good come go to waste.

After he had relieved himself, he left.

I waited until the front door had closed before stepping out of the bath. When I walked into the living room, Frank was ecstatic.

"Richie thought that you were the best," he said to me. "He came twice. Once while we were watching you masturbate, and the second time when you sucked me."

I could see that he was hard again, and he pushed me down on the couch and started to fuck me blind.

That's just an expression I use when Frank lets all his energy out on me. He was incredible when he fucked me after that incident. I was coming so hard that I thought I was going to faint from passion.

As soon as he had come, filling me with load after load of hot cream, he told me that he wanted to call another friend.

I didn't mind at all. In fact, I got excited all over, just at the thought of it. I did insist that we change the location, however, because I didn't want to spend the whole day in the tub for his friends. I thought it would be bad for my skin.

Instead, we moved it to the bedroom. When his next friend, Ron, stopped by, they got high and then he started to tell Ron all about me.

He said that I was probably sleeping because of the long night we had had.

That aroused Ron's interest immediately.

When Frank suggested that they take a look and see how I was doing, Ron was ready to come. As I heard them walking down the hall, I started my act. I yawned loud so they would think I was getting up.

Then I pushed the covers down so that when Ron looked in, he would see all of me. I made sure to fluff up my pussy patch so it looked thick.

When I was sure that they were watching, I started to play with myself. This time, however, I was using a dildo that Frank's mother kept in her drawer.

Ron was not the best silent voyeur. I mean, he started to moan as soon as I began to work that dildo over my clit, and I thought he was getting a little too loud. Still, his moans were turning me on, and I came rather fast.

Frank called two more friends by the time the day was over. He would fuck me hard between each friend's coming over, and by the end of the day, we were both exhausted.

It had to be the best day of my life, sexually. That night, we lay arm in arm, but we were both too tired to fuck. However, the memories of the day were good enough to get me through the night, and I fell asleep, wondering when I would have the time to do something like that again.

It hasn't happened yet, but Frank keeps telling me that the next time his parents go away, we're going to have an even better time.

Just thinking about it now makes me tingle, so I have to stop.