Art Student By John M

It was some years before I married Tom that I truly discovered my love for exhibitionism, and how I could use it to get what I wanted. Of course in the years since then I have refined my art of exposure, but I still always hark back to the first time I realised what a weapon it could be, whilst giving me about the biggest sexual thrill I could imagine.
It was about 18 years ago when I was just 19 or 20. I was living in another state completing my art studies and found myself in a situation whereby I needed about 7 or 8 weeks accommodation to the end of the semester. I had been living with a girlfriend in a apartment her father had rented, but when she decided to drop out of the course she told me her father would not continue with the lease, and unless I could take it over I would need to move out in about a week.
There was no way I could afford a place like that on my own, not with the few dollars I made waitressing at a local diner. I knew I had to find somewhere to go, but I also knew it would be very hard to find something for only a couple of months.
I began scouring the local papers, and after making about 15 or 20 calls soon realised no one wanted a short term border. In desperation I decided not to reveal my short term needs to the next person I called, and to simply get to an interview and see what I could wrangle.
The next advert I came across had instant appeal to me. ‘Jack’ was looking for someone to share a 2 bedroom apartment with views of the city park and bay, and he was willing to discount the rent in exchange for some light household duties. This sounded perfect to me, so I called him immediately.
He sounded older than I expected, but was very gentle and softly spoken. He told me that he had already interviewed a number of people, and that he was making his mind up about which one to accept as his boarder. I just about begged him to let me come and see the place and promised him I would be the best boarder he could possibly find. He was reluctant, but eventually I wore him down and he agreed to see me later that afternoon.
I had about 3 hours before the meeting, and I was determined to succeed. I began to think about what kind of things I could say and do that would make him choose me over all the others he had seen. In the end I figured he would be like any other guy and that the enticement of flesh would be very hard for him to resist.
I showered, and slowly shaved my legs, my underarms, and then all of my pubic hair. I hadn’t done this since I was 16 (and only then for a dare), but was delighted at how great it looked and felt to have a totally smooth and hair free body. I was looking at myself in the mirror and was admiring my soft creamy flesh, my mousy shoulder length hair, and my perfect curves. I have always been told what a great body I have, especially my smooth round bum, and soft smallish tits.
I then figured I’d have to dress to kill. It was still early spring, and the late afternoons had a bit of chill to them. I wanted a short skimpy and flimsy dress, but I also needed something warmer over the top. I found a knitted knee length wrap coat to throw over whatever I chose to wear, and then set about putting the rest together.
I started with panties, and settled on a pair of light blue silky briefs that crawled wonderfully up into my now bald slit. From behind they only just stayed put over my bum, and had a habit of riding up into my crack, revealing more of my bum than was intended. After wearing them for a few minutes I also realised that the elastics had all but failed, and that the gusset kept pulling to one side, revealing part of my smooth pussy.
I then trawled through my dress collection, and found the perfect number. It was a beige coloured synthetic mini dress, the type that is really clingy and very revealing. I threw it on and realised just how sexy my near naked body looked through this. My nipples were rock hard against the sheer fabric, and the lines of my panties clearly visible. Only the dress wasn’t short enough. I wanted something that would allow glimpses of my panty covered buns.
I removed the dress, and pulled out my simple sewing kit. In about 20 minutes I had hacked and butchered the hem of the dress to a length I would be happier with. When I put it on I realised that I had made it so short that even when I stood straight with the dress pulled down as far as it would go, my panties were easily visible from both the front and rear. But I also knew it was a killer sexy look.
I put on the knitted wrap coat, and sat down to have a few glasses of cheap wine to help take off the edge of what I was about to do.
As I was leaving I put on a pair of simple shoes with modest heel, grabbed my bag and headed for the bus stop. All the way over I kept going over in my head the way I could make this work, and wondered about what Jack’s reaction would be when he saw me like that. Thinking about this was making me as horny as hell, and I just knew I was going to have the time of my life.
I arrived about 15 minutes early but I didn’t care. I just went straight up to his apartment door on the fourth floor.
Jack gently swung open the door, greeted me with extended hand, and invited me in. I saw him look me up and down and I wondered if he could even imagine what I was wearing beneath my coat. He was a little shorter than I expected, maybe just a touch taller then me at about 5’ 4”. I guessed he was about 60 (I later learnt he was 62), with thinning greying hair, a little overweight, but with a real gentle manner. We exchanged some simple small talk as we made it from the front door to the sitting room, where Jack commented that I must be really warm in my coat, and that he would hang it for me in the closet.
Suddenly I knew I was at the point of no return. But I really liked his manner, and wanted to give him as big a thrill as I knew I was about to get. I undid the ties to the coat and slowly slid it off and into his waiting hand. I could tell he was taken aback, because he just looked me up and down as he turned to put the coat away. I turned my back to walk towards the sitting room and caught my reflection in the hallway mirror. I saw that the static in my dress had caused it to cling to me and that the back of the dress had ridden up over my bum exposing most of my panty covered cheeks.
From then on Jack seemed a bit uncomfortable, but was certainly enjoying himself. He began showing me around the apartment, but always stayed behind me. Knowing he was taking it all in, I took every opportunity to bend over in front of him, often with my legs slightly apart and pushing my bum out as far as I could. I could feel my panties sliding further and further into my crack, and the back of my dress riding up till the hem felt like it was sitting at the top of my flimsy panties.
When Jack was showing me the room to rent, I squatted down to run my hand over the carpet pile, pretending to examine it. My legs of course were fully apart and totally exposing my barely covered pussy. Jack knelt in front of me, and I could see his eyes almost locked between my legs. I was as horny as hell by now, and pretended to look around the room as I twisted my body on the spot, causing the gusset of my panties to pull hard into the gash of my vagina. I stayed in this turned position for as long as I could, and when I eventually turned round again Jack’s eyes were still locked between my legs.
Jack offered me a coffee and we returned to the sitting room where I sat in an armchair whilst he made the coffee. I took the chance to examine myself and saw that my panties were still pulled into my gash forming a perfect outline of my bald vagina. I hiked my dress up high so that Jack was sure to keep getting a perfect view when he returned to the room.
When Jack handed me my coffee I sat forward in my chair with my legs parted about 6 inches at the knees. He sat directly opposite me with a perfect line of sight between my legs. As we talked his eyes kept darting between my face and my legs which I allowed to part further every now and then. When I asked Jack if he had decided on anyone, he told me that he hadn’t. We talked a while about what it was we each expected from the other, and what our lifestyles were like. As Jack only had a part time caretaker’s position he said he spent a lot of time at home. I told him that I did too, as a lot of my studies involved reading and research.
After a while I decided I wanted to move in and thought I’d best secure it for myself. I began to tell Jack how it was important for me to be relaxed and comfortable with whomever I was sharing a place, and that if I wanted to walk about in just my panties that that should be OK with the other. Naturally he immediately signalled that was fine with him. I added that I wanted to be comfortable walking naked from the bathroom to my bedroom, or even to spend time around the apartment in the nude if I wanted. Again Jack enthusiastically agreed that was OK with him. Within the next half hour we had agreed on rent and a start date and I was living there about 5 days later.
Within days of moving in I was spending time parading about in just a pair of panties, often just a sheer white pair. My nipples were permanently erect and my pussy always wet. And Jack was never far away, always hovering about close to me, every now and then brushing up against me, getting a discreet fondle here and there.
One afternoon I was cleaning up in the kitchen after lunch and looking out the window I saw Jack up the road making his way home. I decided then and there that I would expose myself naked to him.
I quickly went and stripped off naked, and put the TV on loud. I then returned to the kitchen and continued cleaning, but now I was completely in the nude. I heard Jack unlock the door and walk in. He was saying something, and when his voice became louder I knew he was headed to the kitchen. As he walked in I finished cleaning and turned to face him and said hello as if nothing was out of the ordinary. At first he seemed shocked, but very soon I could tell he was really enjoying himself. I mean here I was, a 20 year old woman parading completely naked in front of a man old enough to be my grandfather.
We wandered out to the sitting room and he was looking me over completely. I don’t think he had seen a naked woman for some time. I sat next to him on the sofa and allowed my legs to loosely fall apart fully revealing my smooth shaved vagina to him. After a while I asked him if he was bothered by my nudity, and he insisted he wasn’t. Pointing to my hairless mound he asked me if I liked to keep myself smooth like that. In turn I asked him if he liked the way it looked without hair.
He agreed that it was a very sexy look but wondered if it felt rough from shaving. I ran my fingers over my naked pussy, and told him I thought it was smooth, and invited him to feel for himself. Without a moment’s hesitation Jack leaned forward and ran his hand up my inner thigh towards my vagina. I shuddered at the thrill of his touch and let out a soft moan as he softly and gently stroked my now swelling cunt. I raised my legs up onto the sofa and Jack pushed them apart and then dropped his face to my waiting cunt and began to lick and suck me furiously.
His hands were feeling me all over, squeezing every bit of my naked flesh as he devoured my innocence. Within minutes he had me on the verge of orgasm, and just as I thought I might come, he got up, and undid his trousers, releasing his rock hard cock from the tight confines of his pants. I took his cock into my hands and began to stroke and squeeze him with one hand as I rubbed my clit with the other. Jack blew his load almost instantly all over me belly and legs, and I came just after him.
Over the next few days Jack began to hassle me, wanting me to fuck him. But I was more enjoying being a tease parading about naked in front of him and giving him a hand job when the tension got too much for him. Jack also began paying my ass a lot of attention, telling me what a great rear end I had. He told me about a friend of his who also had an ass fetish, and asked whether I would parade about naked for the two of them so that they could indulge their fantasy. I told him to arrange it, and a few days later Jack arranged for Ned to visit one afternoon. Ned was Jack’s age, a little taller and thinner, but very much quieter and a bit shy.
I allowed them to undress me completely, and to then fondle me all over as I walked about naked in front of them. They were both on their knees worshipping my ass, and I was wiggling it in their faces. Ned nuzzled his face between my buns and I bent over as far as I could and then dropped to my knees pushing my face to the floor whilst arching my back and pushing my ass out as far as I could push. My knees were far apart, and in this pose I was not leaving anything to their imagination.
They both moaned in awe and took turns kissing and licking my anus. No one had ever done that to me before and I thought I was in heaven. These guys just couldn’t get enough. They licked and slurped and kissed my hole passionately as I lay there writhing in ecstasy. Suddenly I felt Jack push his tongue hard against my hole, and slowly enter me. It was the strangest feeling, but fantastic. His tongue was probing inside me about as his fingers now entered my dripping cunt.
I had to roll over onto my back as they took my legs and pushed them wide apart and up over my head, revealing all of me. They were now naked, though I hadn’t noticed them undress. They were both hard and Ned was stroking himself as Jack now slid a finger into my ass, using my vaginal juices to lubricate.
He then positioned himself to fuck me, and this time I wasn’t going to resist. Jack slowly entered me and began thrusting as Ned moved up to me and placed his cock in my mouth. I was thrusting and sucking and panting frantically when Jack began to blow his load deep inside me. As he began to calm Ned started to thrust harder into my mouth and I sensed he was about to come. I didn’t want to take his load into my mouth, and so gestured for him to get on top and fuck me too.
Jack by now was laying on the sofa exhausted, and Ned got me to turn over onto my knees again. He then knelt behind me, spread my buns and slowly pushed his cock against my anus. I gasped as he gently tried to enter me, and I told him I didn’t want him to enter me there. He sensed my apprehension and reassured me as he slowly began to rub his cock over my anus, getting more frantic till he came. I don’t know if I particularly enjoyed the sexual aspect of this, but I loved that he was so horny for my ass, and that made me horny as hell.