This is a continuation of my tale about how my incredibly gorgeous and sexy Carrie is making me into an exhibitionist.
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A few days after our adventure on my balcony, Carrie and I sat in her apartment, and recapped the excitement.
I had accidentally locked myself out of my apartment, totally nude on my balcony, and had to ask Carrie for help getting in.
What followed had been the hottest sexual adventure of my life to that point; Carrie had pushed me (gently of course, as always) to expose myself to the entire parking lot, while blowing my cock and my mind.
It was obvious that exhibitionism pushed her buttons. But not her own exhibitionism. What really got Carrie hot and wet, was seeing a guy totally naked in a situation where he shouldn't be...and needing to depend on her for help.
Carrie's discovery of me, locked out naked, and having to ask her for help, had been exactly the right combination that made her so horny that she couldn't help ravishing me.
Sitting across from her now, on her white-leather couch, I tried not to stare (without much success) too openly at her E cups packed under the white halter top she wore. Carrie has the biggest, most magnificent tits I've ever seen in person...and I can rarely concentrate around them.
With her gorgeous legs folded in front of her, she sat kind of on one hip in the white-leather recliner, sipping on a cup of chamomile...her favorite tea.
Her auburn-brown tresses were pulled back into a long ponytail today that ran the length of bared back. Usually, she wore it down and I loved how it framed her beautiful, emerald-green eyes. Today though, I could see all of them, and it seemed that they lit up the room as she talked.
"You really love being naked outside, huh John?" she asked, sipping from her tea.
Looking down at myself, I saw that the bulge in my khaki shorts was becoming apparent. Good lord, I thought, the woman is already giving me a boner...Carrie just has that effect on me.
"Well," I began, searching for the right words, "I've never really been naked outside before, other than on my balcony."
Remembering how she'd whispered in my ear, and told me to fantasize about being naked and hard in the parking lot, while she squeezed my hard cock was exciting beyond measure. Even now, as I pictured it, my cock grew to full-length in my shorts. It was becoming uncomfortable.
"But, yeah," I continued, need badly to shift the position of my cock, "the thought of being naked outside has always been one of my fantasies..."
Carrie smiled, revealing her perfect, white teeth. There was gleam in gorgeous green eyes that I have since come to know as a sign of sexual excitement.
"But Carrie," I pressed..."what about you? I know you love seeing a man naked in public, but aren't you an exhibitionist too?"
Shifting slightly in her recliner, she set her tea down on the coffee table, making her massive breasts move under her halter top. My eyes instinctively followed them, causing my cock to throb in my shorts.
"No honey," she said, punctuating the word "honey" in that sugary way that just melts me, "I'm not an exhibitionist."
Her short shorts, revealed her muscular legs...I watch her toned thighs move, and needed badly to shift my cock.
"In fact, I'm the opposite," she said, bringing me back to the moment.
"The opposite?" I asked dumbly, knowing she'd caught me fantasizing about her again.
"When I was sixteen, I had an experience that rocked my world, and has been the biggest turn on for me ever since," she smiled again, picking up her tea.
Of course I was watching her breasts.
"See, I had gone camping with my family, and brought along my best friend at the time."
Leaning forward, I nodded. I had to hear this.
She explained how one morning, her friend Susan and her were out exploring in the woods while the rest of her family hung around the camp site. There was a lake nearby, and they wanted to see it.
"As we got closer to the lake, Susan had the idea that we should go swimming," Carrie retold the tale. I watched her beautiful, green eyes as she spoke. She seemed to be seeing the memory in her mind.
"We didn't have bathing suits with us," she continued, "but Susan said we could swim in our underwear..." her voice trailed off suddenly.
"What happened?" I asked...needing to hear more. God, my cock hurt.
"I wasn't wearing any underwear," she laughed. Her massive tits bounced slightly. My cock jumped.
"I didn't want to run around naked in the woods," she continued, "so I tried to distract Susan from the idea."
In my mind's eye, I pictured the young Carrie and wondered if her tits were huge then too.
"As we neared the lake, there was a small clearing off to our left" she said, "and I thought I had caught some sort of movement out of the corner of my eye."
At that point, Carrie said she's told Susan, and pointed to the clearing. "I was looking for an excuse to deter Susan from swimming," she giggled slightly..."but I was also worried that there might be some sort of animal or something in the clearing."
"And was there?" I asked, interested.
"In a manner of speaking..." she laughed again, rubbing one hand lightly on her luscious inner thigh...a move that neither my eyes nor my cock missed.
"Huh?" I questioned.
"As we approached the clearing," she continued, dragging her nails lightly over her inner-thigh, "we saw a man sitting on a rock."
"Oh," I said, kind of let down.
"He was totally nude."
Her hand still rubbed her inner-thigh, stopping to squeeze lightly here and there. I wasn't sure that she was actually aware of it.
"Nude?" I asked, kind of incredulously, I wanted...needed her to continue.
"Yeah," she went on, "he was completely naked, sitting on a rock, and his clothes were in a pile on the ground, some distance away."
"Man," I said, "how lucky were you two that day?"
"Me and Susan crept up quietly, stopping about ten feet from him...we hid behind some bushes, where we had a good view of him, but he couldn't see us."
My eyes were glued to her hand on her thigh...
