A Hasty Decision
by LVB99

"I decided to try my hand at writing some stories. This one is based a little on truth with some embellishments. When this story begins, I had just begun my Freshman year of college and I was one month away from my 18th Birthday. I had already been posing nude for photographers while I was still in high school and was just starting to realize how much of an exhibitionist I was becoming. I'm 5'9, brunette with blue eyes. My breasts are a very perky 34B (though sometimes a C) and I had just started shaving my pubes into a small and trimmed rectangle
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A Hasty Decision - Part 1

During my Freshman year of college, I was dating a guy named Eric and he had asked me to move in with him. He lived only a few blocks away from my school, so it worked out well. Eric had a full time job working construction on new homes so we only saw each other some evenings when I didn't have class and on the weekends.

I was still instructing ballet to young girls ages 6-14 about twice a week and occasionally I was also posing as an Art model at school. Though the latter didn't pay much; it was more of a passion of modeling nude. So I also sometimes found the time to pose for photographers off campus which did pay a little better doing mostly nude modeling.

One of the photographers had recently asked me if I would do some outdoor shots with him in a semi public setting and I had told him I was interested but would need to arrange a day off for it as he wanted to travel to certain locations a bit further away. With that in mind, that following weekend I went on an excursion with Eric and I brought it up to him and asked if he could take some photos of me in a natural setting. Of course he agreed and we found a park with some secluded spots where I posed nude for him. At one point we almost got caught by two guys who were out walking on the trail with their dogs and one of their dogs ran over to us. It was thrilling to almost get caught even though I hurriedly went behind some bushes and could hear Eric talking to them.

It was funny to hear Eric praising himself on the photos he took after he had gotten them developed and he proudly showed me his two best one’s which he had made into two larger prints a 5 x 7 and a 22 x 34. When I asked him what he planned on doing with those, he joked that he would hang one over the mantle and the other was for his desk at work. I knew he was joking since he didn't have a desk; his office was framing homes. And though I was amused with him holding the bigger one over the fireplace, we always had friends over, so that wouldn't be happening I told him. I could see he was a bit disappointed so I told him he could put the smaller one on the computer table if he wanted as long as he made sure to put it away any time we had company.

A few weeks later, I had gotten home from ballet and had three hours to kill before one of my night classes began. Eric wouldn't be home until about 6, so I would miss him by about 45 minutes. I started a load of laundry and ran a bath to sooth away the hours. Before I got in, I thought I would run down to the mailboxes to see if there was anything there. Just as I walked up I heard someone say, Hello pretty young lady. It was a tall, handsome black man I hadn't seen before. We exchanged a few words with him telling me his name was Lamar and he was new to the area. I started to head back when he asked me if I had a computer. He said he had applied to a job but his laptop wasn't working and he needed to check to see if they had replied. He seemed harmless enough and I was in a hurry to get back to shut off the water to the tub, so I told him he could borrow our computer. He said he just needed to get his notepad quickly with his notes so I gave him my unit number.

I looked back to see him going to an adjacent building and figured his unit was in the back of the building, so I hurried upstairs to shut off the water. A few moments later there was a knock at the door and I let him in. I booted up Eric's computer and put it on visitor mode. We exchanged a few more words and Lamar said don't let me keep you if you have anything to do. I was hesitant to take my bath with a stranger in the house and thinking I should wait for him to get done, but he said he just needed to get into their website as well as his email which would take him 10 to 15 minutes.

Lamar had a very sincere smile and I noticed him open his notebook and start typing on the computer. I thought, this guy just needs to get into his email, so I excused myself letting him know if he finished before I came back out, he could just let himself out. In my bathroom, I took off my sundress I was wearing and while about to slip off my panties, I decided to listen at the door quickly to make sure everything was still cool. I could hear him typing away on the keyboard, so confident I had nothing to worry about, I slipped my panties off and stepped into the bath.

In the bath, I felt how smooth my skin felt from the bubbles I had poured in while it was filling up. I caught myself touching my nipples, sending a shockwave down my spine and before long I started thinking about my boyfriend Eric. I began caressing my inner legs working my way to my labia and my clit. I got lost in thought as I started stroking my lips with my fingers as I rubbed my clit with my other hand.

Suddenly I was startled out of my pleasurable thoughts to the sound of something dropping in the living room. Shit, I thought. I had forgotten all about Lamar! He must still be out there? I listened but couldn’t hear anything else. But now I was acutely aware that he might be and I had almost let myself go into an orgasm with him in the house. I stood up and grabbed my white bathrobe, tying the waist strap around my waist. I walked over to the bedroom door and slowly opened it, trying to listen for any noise. Stepping out, I looked around the corner and there was Lamar staring back at me.

I had figured he would have been done already, but he was still sitting at the computer table and said he was sorry if he had disturbed me? He said he just needed a few more minutes, so I sat on the couch opposite him figuring I would wait until he was done before returning to the bath. Lamar said he didn’t want to keep me any longer if I wanted to return to my bath and I asked how he knew I was taking a bath, other than the obvious robe I was wearing. Apparently I had bubbles on my neck and head, haha. I was now slightly embarrassed both by the bubbles he pointed out and the fact that he must know I was naked under the robe.

I opened a book I had sitting on the coffee table to keep my fidgeting hands steady while I exchanged to Lamar my embarrassment of the obvious. Lamar continued typing on the keyboard stating he was just finishing up.

So hey, Lamar said turning to me. Is this your sister? Pointing at the picture frame on the computer table.

Oh My Gawd….!!! I had completely forgotten about the picture Eric had of me! I immediately jumped up and took two giant strides to the table, grabbing the picture frame.

I’m So Embarrassed!!! I exclaimed.

Don’t be embarrassed, he said. I figured it was a relative because I saw a resemblance. You look really good!

I’m soo sorry….my boyfriend recently took that picture and put it there. I completely forgot about it.

Well, you should be a model. It’s really good.

I almost told him that I actually did model but didn’t really want to divulge any further details to a complete stranger. Especially in the embarrassing situation I found myself currently in. So of course I lied and told him Eric wanted to take some pictures of me at a park. I did tell him that I almost got caught that day by two guys out for a hike.

Well, I can see why he would want to have that picture of you here. It’s really good. Hell, if it was me, I’d make a bigger one and hang it on the wall.

He actually did make a bigger one and had it framed, I told him pointing at the frame that was leaning against the wall in the dining room. I hadn’t yet put it away and it was up against the wall with it’s back turned out.

Well, I’d love to see it if you wouldn’t mind?

It’s basically the same thing…just slightly different, I said walking over to it.

For some reason, I found my self picking up the picture and turning it face out against the wall as I explained it was taken about the same time as the other with just a different pose. The smaller one that Lamar had already seen was a side shot, which emphasized my breasts, particularly my erect nipples and only a very slight view of my pubis with some of my public hair showing. The larger picture was a full frontal, prominently showing both of my breasts and nipples. My legs were slightly parted, easily showing my vagina below my neatly trimmed pubic hair. You could even, easily see my clit which always seemed to be protruding slightly when I was turned on.

Was it cold when you took this, Lamar asked.

The comment embarrassed me further as you could easily make out the sweat on my glistening body in the photo. He was either making a reference to my erect nipples or just didn’t know any better.

No, not really, I said. It was about 78 degrees that day.

Man, I wish I had a camera. Lamar said picking up the larger framed photo.

Lamar walked over by the fireplace and help the picture up against the wall. You guys should hang this here!

That’s what my boyfriend wanted to do, but I really don’t want everyone who comes over to see my naked body hanging on the wall.

Well hell…you don’t even know me and I’m looking at it, he said.

That thought didn’t escape me as somehow this man was now holding a poster size picture of me, completely naked, with his eyes basically mere feet from my exposed vagina. And even though I actually love posing naked for photographers, they were all professionals. This was just some guy I had only just met and didn’t really know him.

If you have a hammer and a nail, I can hang it for you?

Haha, No…..thank you, but No.

It might have been my nerves talking, but for some reason I found myself talking to him about more personal stuff.

I don’t even look too much like that right now actually.

What do you mean….

I was at a lake recently with some friends and I ended up getting a little sun burnt. So now I have crazy tan lines, I wasn’t too sure why I told him that bit of useless information.

I love tan lines on white girls. It reminds me of Spring Break! Show me….

Haha….NO, I started to say but actually found myself at the same time pulling my robe apart at the bottom showing my tan line, quickly letting it fall back. I couldn’t believe I had just done that when he spoke again.

And how about the tits….I’d love to see that!!

The nerve I thought, I don’t even know this guy.

We both just stared at each other for a moment and I found myself taking two steps back as I pulled at the waist belt, letting the robe part ways. I couldn’t believe what I was doing, showing my naked body to a complete stranger! Yet here I was, standing naked before him with my robe exposing one breast and my vagina. I even reached for the right side and pulled it further over allowing my right breast to come out of hiding too.

See what I mean, I said.

I think it looks great! Do you got a tan line on your ass too….?

I knew what he was doing, but for some reason it worked. I turned around and let my robe slip off my shoulder and fall to the floor. I was now completely naked in front of Lamar with my back to him.

Yep…see, it’s hideous.

Not to me it’s not. And that’s one fine ass.

I turned back around, once again showing him my naked figure.

Let your hair down, he said.

I reached back and took the scrunchy out of my hair, letting my long, wavy brown hair fall down. I could see Lamar’s eyes darting around, looking at my body. I still couldn’t believe I was now standing completely naked in front of him and I suddenly felt more vulnerable. There was an uneasy silence for a moment and I broke it by asking him if he wished he had a camera now.

Why….I’ve got the real thing right here at my fingertips.

That statement sent a shockwave through my entire body with both a fear of what this person could now do to me, but also a tinge of excitement from the unknown. I instantly noticed a twitch in my pussy and felt my nipples stiffen. I was getting excited by the unknown of what could happen next.

Once again to break the uneasiness I said, So…you should buy a camera and I could pose for you.

Is that what would turn you on…if I had a camera?

Well, it would be fun, I said.

It looks like you’re having fun right now. Or are you ACTUALLY cold this time?

I knew instantly what he meant, that my nipples were betraying me. And much worse, I was worried he could see that my pussy was betraying me too. I desperately wanted to rub my clit and had become aware that my juices had begun to flow with a little running down my leg. I was oddly turned on that this complete stranger was mere inches away from me while I was naked and helpless.

Well, I admit I actually like posing naked for cameras and would love to pose for you if you had one. So if you get one, maybe we could go somewhere and you could photograph me?!

Okay…but in the meantime, we could go to your bath and you can finish whatever you had started……

I was getting super nervous about where this was going. Did Lamar know I had been playing with myself in the bath? And as much as I was turned on by him seeing me naked, I really didn’t want it to go any farther than that. Truth be told, I’d even let him watch me masturbate, but I knew it wouldn’t end there for him. I could see the lust in his eyes and feel his tension at seeing me naked so close to him. It wasn’t until that moment that I actually feared he could even rape me if he wanted. But I tried to push that thought out of my head.

I don’t think that would be a good idea Lamar. My boyfriend will be home shortly and we are going out on a date, I lied to him.

But I would still love to pose for you sometime when you get a camera. Maybe we could go somewhere ’public’ and I could pose for you.

I made sure to emphasize about going somewhere in public as I would actually feel more comfortable posing somewhere for him where others were around. At least close by anyway. The last few moments had held a tension in the air and the thought of Lamar taking advantage of the situation was hanging in my mind.

Somewhere public huh…that sounds like it could be fun. You are a little liar aren’t you? You get off on others seeing you naked. Hmm… think I can come up with something that would expose you in certain ways that might turn you on some more.

Was he right, I thought. Maybe I really do like public exposure? But for now I smiled and nodded thinking this would cut the tension before things got out of hand.

Well, I should probably get going, he said. But there’s one thing I need for you to do first before I do.


A Hasty Decision - Part 2

Standing completely naked in my living room in front of a man I had only just met, I was both aroused and frightened at the same time. Exposing myself to a complete stranger was really hot, but I was acutely aware I had no idea who he was or what he could do to me.

I’ve seen you a few times before both at the mailboxes and in the parking lot, and I know you sometimes wear some cute summer dresses. Since you’re going on a date tonight, I want you to wear a skimpy little dress without any underwear. At some point, try exposing yourself to someone in public? Next time I see you, you can let me know how it went.

Are you crazy, I can’t do that!!

Promise me you’ll try. I think you’ll be surprised how much you might like it. You can tell me about it the next time we get together when I get a camera.

Okay…..

With that, Lamar turned for the door taking his notepad off the computer table. I locked the door and turned back around looking at my robe on the floor. I was lost in thought about what had just happened. I completely exposed myself to someone I had never met and made a deal to pose for him in the future?! I didn’t even know for sure if he actually lived in the apartments. For all I knew, he could have just been visiting someone. I walked out onto the patio to see Lamar walking back to the building where he had come from earlier. I actually caught myself playing with my clit as I watched him walking, thinking again about how I had stood naked in front of him.

I thought I should probably get ready for my classes which would be starting soon. Heading to the bedroom to pick out a blouse to wear with my blue jeans, I thought about what Lamar had said. I had several cute summer dresses hanging in the closet and I wondered if I could wear one without any underwear? I sometimes wore a few of them without a bra, but I never went panty less. I couldn’t believe I was actually contemplating doing it and my mind raced on how I’d go about it. I knew sometimes the outlines of my nipples showed thru some of them and always loved how Eric commented on seeing them, or catching glances by men in public doing a double take.

I really didn’t feel I could pull off showing my pussy to someone in public, but maybe a boob falling out wouldn’t be so bad. I picked a dress that had buttons all the way down the front, figuring I could leave a few undone at the top. I put on some panties and the dress and then started working on my hair and makeup. Just as I was getting ready to head out the door, I looked in the full length mirror at my dress, thinking about what Lamar had said. I reached up the bottom of the dress and pulled down my panties! I might not show anyone, but at least I knew I was naked underneath!

Leaving the apartments, I turned left on the street walking quickly to the bus stop on the corner. I passed an old couple walking the opposite direction and caught the man staring at me. I could feel the breeze under my dress and was suddenly concerned if I had done the right thing not wearing any panties under it. I should have at least brought some along in my purse I thought to myself. But it was too late for that now. I needed to catch the next bus to make it to my first class on time.

The area we lived in wasn’t the best of neighborhoods, but the rent was low. Getting to the bus stop, there was already one other person sitting on the bench waiting for the bus.

Ola…hows you doin’?

Hello, fine thank you.

It was a Mexican guy, probably in his late 20’s on the bench. As soon as I walked up, I could see him smirking at me. And he didn’t stop staring which made me uncomfortable. But who could blame him. I was wearing a very short dress with the top four buttons undone. Sitting down next to him, I realized immediately that my left breast was just about completely exposed! To make matters worse, he kept staring right at me and I didn’t want to bring more attention to myself by closing the cloth.

53...?

Excuse me?

Bus 53?

Oh…Yes…I’m taking bus 53.

Me tew. Yu go shopping?

No….school. I’m at the University.

Ahhh, kohl….we ride togetter.

Umm…yeah…the same bus I guess?

I was now wishing I had sat on the opposite side of him. Sitting on his left, he had a direct line of sight of my breast which was almost completely exposed. On top of that, there was a breeze and although it was still September, there was a chill to the air and both of my nipples were erect.

Ah, heres bus.

Oh, thank god I thought. Though I was also a little aroused knowing he saw my breast. I actually thought it was too bad they weren’t both exposed to him! I got on the bus first sitting on the bench seats behind the driver that face the aisle and actually hoped he would sit by me so that maybe he could see some more, but he went towards the back of the bus. Now the only thing I was well aware of was there was an older man who appeared homeless sitting on the seats opposite me. I noticed a smell of B.O., beer and garbage filling the air around us, obviously coming from the man.

The bus lurched forward and immediately took a sharp turn right, forcing me to put my feet out in front of me for stability and slightly apart. My butt had slid to the edge of the plastic seat, and I held onto a pole next to me to keep from sliding completely off. The man across from me was looking directly at me and his eyes widened with his mouth agape. I knew he must have a view of my breast and looking down I saw that actually both of my breasts were dangling out of the dress. Worse than that, my dress had slid up against my pelvis, exposing my entire slit. Holding onto the pole with one hand and the back of the chair with the other, I could only wait for the bus to stop turning before I could do anything about it.

As soon as the bus straightened out, I let go of the pole and reached for the upper part of the dress to cover my breasts and I scooted back into the seat. At the same time, the old man suddenly stood up and took two steps towards me! Before I could react, he reached over, brushing my breast with his hand and pulled my dress top together to hide my dangling boobs.

The foul odor omitting from him and his hand having rubbed across my nipple, I was ready to scream at him, only catching myself from doing so realizing he was being gentlemanly.

Thank you….

In the same instant, I stood up. Not only being embarrassed at what he had seen but wanting to escape the foul stench, I left him heading towards the back of the bus.
Most of the seats along the middle of the bus were taken by one or two people and I continued further back looking for an empty seat.

Ah…you join…?

It was the Mexican guy from the bus stop sitting in a seat with an open bench facing his. I was tempted to keep walking back, but seeing the open seat by him and more people further back, I sat down. I made sure to pull my dress down as I sat.

What’s your name? I said looking at the Mexican guy.

Carlos….and U?

Holly. Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet U twu.

We shook hands and I saw Carlos was again looking at my chest. Unfortunately I noticed both of my breasts were now covered and I was hoping they were showing to him. It was crazy how much I was enjoying been seen by strangers, even though the nice old homeless guy wasn’t one of them. It might have been his state of dress, age, smell or a combination of all of it; but that was more humiliating.

But curiously I found myself wishing that Carlos could see my other breast, or both of them? I sat across from him anxiously thinking how I could expose myself to him again. What was wrong with me, I thought. How could I be getting off from letting complete strangers see me naked? I found myself fidgeting with my purse strap, considering leaning forward in the hopes that the girls would come out. Pretending to look in my purse, I saw three buttons undone on my dress. Wait, I thought I had four undone? Did the homeless guy button the fourth one? It’s not possible, it all happened so fast. No wonder they weren’t coming out.

Seeing Carlos looking out the window as we made another turn, I pulled my purse closer to my chest. Trying to be discreet, I tugged at the fourth button trying to release it. I got it half way, but the material held onto the button. Seeing Carlos look back to me, I smiled, pulling my purse in front of the button. As he turned back to the window, I again pulled at the material holding onto the button. It seemed to be holding on for dear life, not wanting to release it’s hold. Desperately wanting it undone, I pulled the material down hard, ,releasing it’s hold with a snap as the button tore from my dress!

Damn…!!! I shouted as the button could be heard falling to the floor of the bus.

Wha happened…?

I lost a button., I said instantly putting my purse on the seat and bending over to look for it.

As I bent forward, both of my breasts wiggled free of the material, completely exposed. Leaning forward, looking to the ground, I could see them both free and I looked back up slightly to see Carlos getting a full view of them.

I help U, Carlos said as he leaned forward without taking his gaze off of me.

Instantly I felt a rush. I didn’t even care about the button anymore. My breasts were free and seeing Carlos looking at them, my mind gushed and I felt a tingle in my stomach. Carlos was no gentleman as he openly leered at my breasts.

Wha color?

What…?
Wha color button?, he said still staring at my breast.

I actually had to look down at my dress to see what color they were.

White.

Oka…, Carlos said, but he still kept staring at me.

I realized when I looked down at my dress to see the color of the buttons, Carlos had to have seen me do that. And seeing fully well that both of my breasts were completely exposed, and not trying to cover them up, I’m sure he knew that I didn’t seem to care.

Carlos now gave me a big smile, looking at my eyes, then back to my tits again! Not only was I exposed to him, but he seemed to know my real intentions. But I didn’t care. Seeing his lustful eyes ogling my breasts, I found myself turned on, almost wishing I was wearing nothing at all. And though the bus was much warmer then it had been on the street, my nipples were hard and erect. I also realized I was most likely exposing myself to others who sat behind Carlos.

The funny thing is although Carlos had asked me for the color of my button, neither of us tried looking for it. We even talked about trivial things such as what classes I was taking and how often I went. I also told him I was a ballet dancer, though I don’t think he quite understood what I was talking about as he said he Salsa danced too?! I did briefly pull my material of the dress across my breasts, knowing full well it would just fall right back open again. But it felt slightly weird not at least pretending to care about covering them.

At one point, Carlos said he missed his bus stop, but would just get off at my stop and catch another bus back. And I thought it must actually be quite warm on the bus because I could feel I was sweating under my legs on the plastic seat, but soon came to realize it was actually coming from my pussy. My clit was throbbing and I desperately wanted to touch it but I wasn’t about to do something that bold; at least not yet!

When the bus stopped and I got up finally, I looked down at the seat and saw just how wet it had gotten. I also realized my dress had once again ridden quite high on me, but I tugged it down to get off the bus. I don’t know if I had exposed myself to Carlos down there, but the thought that maybe I had sent another shiver through my stomach. Carlos got up with me and followed me off the bus.

It was nize to meet U Holly, Carlos said extending his hand.

Very nice to meet you too Carlos.

As I shook his hand, I could feel my breast bouncing and once again enjoyed seeing Carlos hypnotically staring at them. Carlos then sat down at the bus stop as I turned to walk up to the campus.

As I began to walk, I was suddenly aware just how exposed I was, it seemed way more then before. Looking at the top of my dress, I realized it was actually five buttons that were undone, not four and the fifth button was barely attached to my dress by a string?! It must have torn when I pulled my dress down to undo the fourth button? I put the button back through the hole but it barely kept that part together and now with the fourth button gone, I was still fairly exposed. I attached the third button, but it drew even more attention to my chest as it created a bunched up hole in the middle where the fourth button was missing.

What was I going to do now, I thought. I still had my classes to attend. I decided to leave it unbuttoned to the fifth button and just try to catch it from falling completely open. At least until I was in class anyway. Besides….I was still thinking about exposing myself to some other people. This was becoming kinda fun…