From zitterow@pacbell.net Sat Apr 05 17:42:17 1997 Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news-pull.sprintlink.net!news-peer.sprintlink.net!worldnet.att.net!uunet!in3.uu.net!206.153.200.139!midnight.postino.com!szdc2!szdc!news From: zitterow@pacbell.net Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: THEMENITE-EXHIBITIONISM "Amsterdam" www.nastystories.com Date: Sat, 05 Apr 1997 21:42:17 GMT Organization: None Lines: 117 Message-ID: <3381b793.4675345@snews.zippo.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Newsreader: Forte Agent 1.0/32.390 Newsgroups: alt.sex.exhibitionism From: an146504@anon.penet.fi Date: Thu, 27 Oct 1994 23:31:44 UTC Subject: Amsterdam This is a true story I'd like to share. I mean, I never thought of myself as an exhibitionist, I don't go and look for opportunities that is, although I have enjoyed girls sitting next to me on the bus when the vibrations make me get hard... I am sure a lot of you know the feeling. (sweats and boxer shorts, a deadly combination.) Anyway, I had an experience which I really enjoyed last time I was in Amsterdam (I like to travel). I have a friend whose name is Alicia and goes to school with me here in the U.S. She's Dutch, however, but speaks English well enough to attend college. Well, she's just a friend and all, but we are close. No sex, mind you, but just various "occasions". One of them was at her house, when she meant to flash her boyfriend by raising her shirt and actually flashed me. She has very nice tits. Very big and her nipples are nice and dark. When she did that she didn't flinch, she just smiled and went on with getting ready for going out (we were going dancing). Well, later, on one of those nights when we were all too drunk to go to our own homes and decided to spend the night at one of our mutual female friend's dorm room, this girl and Alicia somehow decided that since I was basically passed out that they would make me confortable. They took off my shoes (and woke me up but I didn't open my eyes) then started to take my pants off. And again, I don't know if this happens to you too, (if you are male) but sometimes, with boxer shorts, you sort of just, you know, hang out. So, when they took my pants off they sort of exposed me. God! What was going through my mind (I had let them do it, I had no girlfriend, there were no guys around, you know, it was perfect.) I was hoping that being drunk they'd go down on me, or something. There was silence, then some whispering, and then one of the two, I don't know who, took my penis in her hand and put it back into my shorts. This got me hard, which is unusual, if I am drunk, but hey, it happened. By now I thought they had forgotten about me and when I chanced to open my eyes, I noticed that by getting hard (I was semi-hard, really) I had falled out of my boxers again. This time I know it was Alicia who walked up to me and took it in her hand and put it in my shorts again. And she took her sweet time in doing so. But she didn't do anything really. But I wonder if she had been alone... with me passed out, maybe she could have been more bold, I don't know. But this is all a prelude to what happened when my girlfriend Pat and I went to visit Alicia in Amsterdam about six months later. Pat and I were new to each other and were still experimenting with our bodies, but it was hard when traveling all over Europe (it's hard to do anything on trains without getting caught, and those are other stories, if you wish to know them, let me know...). So we decided with Alicia to rent a room in a motel next to the red district and when we got home we were sort of on a sensory overload, I mean, personally I didn't find any attractive prostitutes that got me going, but after all, I have a cute girlfriend, so none compare (and she's free, and she loves me and I love her, cute huh?). So we slept in separate beds, Alicia in one by herself right next to mine and Pat's. And out of the blue, while we were lying on our sides facing each other, Pat started to stroke me. She pulled me out of my shorts and she started to move her hand up and down. I looked over my shoulder to see if Alicia was sleeping and she was. I whispered her name and she didn't answer, so I let my girlfriend continue. She kept at it for a while, but when I got hard we found it easier for me to lie on my back. Pat was now stroking me a little faster and the covers were making some noises, so I kept looking at Alicia, but she was on her side and was facing away from us, so I thought that it was probably more dangerous to have her hear the noises from the bedsheets than her actually turning around and seeing us, so I moved the covers off of me. My girlfriend lost her virginity with me. She never had sex before, but she had boyfriends before me and she had to keep them happy somehow, so she was and is a master at handjobs. One of her gifts is to know when I am close to coming and somehow, she is able to stop me by slowing down or stopping so that she can prolong the agony. She's good at that. (almost as good as I am) So, quite a while passed while I was letting my girlfriend do this. I would get close and ready and she would back off and so on. And I had forgotten all about Alicia. When I finally remembered I glanced over and I caught her looking at us. She closed her eyes really quickly, but not quickly enough for me not to notice. And then, for some reason, I just really enjoyed knowing that she was watching all this, and did nothing. My girlfriend would have felt really ashamed if she had known Alicia could see us (she's strange about that, but still has no problem hugging me in public, rubbing herself against me, giving me a hard on and then walking away, leaving me standing there with other people around. Does this happen to anybody else? I mean she doesn't show herself at all, she wears baggy clothes, etc. She's not like Alicia who wears nothing but tight black clothes, from spandex shorts to black tops, etc.) Anyway, at this point I wanted to just go and come but my girlfriend wouldn't let me, so I pretended not to climax, and when I came it was a surprise for her. I ejaculated, but I didn't shoot (I rarely do) so her hand got all gunked out, but she let it trickle down between her fingers, and I knew that Alicia was seeing all of this and it was such a turn on... (she then went to the bathroom, washed her hands and brought back a towel) The only hint Alicia ever gave me she knew was later sometime at the beginning of this quarter when we were at Denny's talking with a bunch of people about running and about how some people can just keep going and going, and she said: "yeah, and I am sure you can go for hours..." (and I don't run much at all...)