It had been two weeks since I returned from my holiday, where I experienced my first exhibitionist thrill ride. Since then I spent my evenings scrolling through the bowels of the internet searching for inspiration for my next adventure. I rubbed myself raw to videos of girls stripping and flashing in public places, imagining what it would feel like to bend over and show off my aching wet pussy to an unsuspecting stranger.

But alongside those cheap thrills I wanted an adventure, a challenge. I found a handful of creators online who do just that. They set themselves dares and challenges in public places. Pushing their boundaries to see how far they can go. Needless to say much of my spare time was spent thinking about my own experience and fantasising about what new adventures the future holds. But life has a way of speeding things up and the weekend before I was due to return to university, I had another very unplanned experience.

I had woken up to my parents leaving to go shopping for new furniture, which, knowing my mother, meant they would be gone for hours. My sister had stayed over at a friend's house the night before, so I had the place to myself, meaning there was only one thing to do. Time to get naked.

In hindsight, when I look back, there were warning signs to my exhibitionist nature. Stripping off when home alone is something I have done since I was first left by myself, but I suppose that's more like naturism; my fantasies were quite different.

I was sprawled out on my bed facing the window, scrolling through some of my favourite NSFW Reddit accounts, sliding one finger ever so slowly between the soft lips of my pussy, beginning at the bottom, slightly teasing my opening with penetration before softly curling my finger up, lightly brushing against my clit. Not enough stimulation to reach an orgasm but plenty to keep me on the edge as I read dirty confessions from like-minded amateur sluts of the internet.

The sound of the garden gate slamming against the fence and voices shouting to one another snapped me out of my trance. I instinctively dropped my phone and grabbed a blanket, yanking it across my body so that half my body was covered.

"Who the fuck is in our garden?!?" I thought.

With a sound of metal scraping against brick I realized with a jolt of horror that our window cleaner was rapidly ascending his ladders. In the next heartbeat I was moving. I dove off the bed and flew out of my room onto the landing and raced towards the bathroom. But I had barely made it a few steps before a naughty thought occurred to me.

"I'm going to flash the window cleaner."

My heart hammered in my chest as I sat on the edge of the bath thinking about how I should do it. When he arrived at the landing window, i thought about just wandering out towards my room as though I didn't know he was there.

Indecision gripped me. I sat for a moment listening to the squeaking sound of glass being scraped clean. My legs were shaking so violently the balls of my feet were bouncing off the tiled floor and my fingers, with a mind of their own I hadn't even realised they were circling my clit untill I felt a sudden wave of pleasure signalling an orgasm was about to crash through my entire body. I had to dig my fingernails into my thigh to force my desperate cum button off the edge.

I could hear him already moving back round to the front of the house. Gripping the sink, fearing my legs wouldn't hold me, I heaved myself up, a thick string of pussy grool detaching itself from the side of the tub and latching onto my inner thigh as I streaked across the landing towards my parents' bedroom.

I could feel my pussy practically vibrating as I arranged myself on the bed to await my audience. I spread my legs out, my knees bent outwards and slightly raised off the bed, my pussy pointing directly at the window. I wanted him to see how horny I was. To see what a good little slut I am. It was all I could do not to cum just listening to him climbing the ladders to the bathroom window.

"What if he came to the door?"

After seeing my dripping wet pussy begging for attention, desperate to be used, he forces his way in and takes me. Making me his personal little cumslut.

I attempted to touch my clit and a jolt of pleasure that charged through my body like electricity screaming "NOT YETTTT!!!!"

"I can't cum yet!!! If I come now, I won't have the courage to stay." I remember thinking as I kneaded my boob, softly tugging at my nipple while stroking my inner thigh with my nails, grinding my hips up into the air as I heard the bang of the ladder striking the brick under my window. I let out a soft moan as I sunk two fingers into the soaking wet mess between my legs.

My audience had arrived.

My eyes were closed, but I could feel his presence.

Another moan escaped as my fingers pulled out and spread my lips apart. Showing him exactly where I wanted it.

My legs spread further apart, and my hands wandered over every inch of my skin. I wanted him to see it all.

A low hisss sounded from outside the window. And moments later another set of ladders was propped against the house. A threesome, it would seem. Time to put on a real show.

I cracked open my eyes slightly; I would have regretted not seeing them, if only for a short moment. Their noses were pressed against the windowsill, only their eyes and tops of their heads visible. Not wanting to show themselves. What came next could have lasted no longer than 20 seconds, and in fact, I think I could have made myself cum just thinking about what was happening.

I dipped my fingers back inside my aching pussy and scooped out my natural lube before coating the sweet nectar on my clit and rubbed out the most intense orgasm of my life.

My back arched and hips bucked as I once again plunged my fingers back inside. My clit too sensitive to touch, I hammered my fingers inside my slutty pussy, squeezing out every last blissful throb of my orgasm.

With a high-pitched satisfied sigh, I rolled onto my tummy, giving them one last treat, showing off my perfectly shaped butt.

Once the show was over they lingered a few moments longer. Savouring every second they had to admire my body. With a few more hissses, both trying to pull each other away and neither wanting to leave. They slowly descended back down to earth.

Slowly the orgasm haze began to lift and my brain stared to take back controll from my libido.

"Oh god, what if they do come to the door?!?" I remember thinking as a slight sense of dread began to poke at me.

I waited a good couple of minutes, but no knock or doorbell came.

I chanced a glance, peering out to see where my sexy window cleaners had got to. They were at the house two doors down and I was in the clear. If they were going to try their luck and ring the doorbell they'd have done it as soon as they were back on solid ground.

"I'm going to need another shower, I think!"

The mess between my legs had coated my inner thighs and felt slick as I tiptoed back to the bathroom.

BANG BANG BANG...

"SHIT!"

"I knew this was a bad idea!"

WHY DID THEY HAVE TO COME TO THE DOOR?!?

I stood with one leg in the bathtub and one leg out, frozen in fear. I could barely take in breath and thought for a fleeting moment I was on the verge of a panic attack.

BANG BANG BANG...

"Oh please, just go away! Take the hint; I'm not answering."

"Hellooo", shouted some woman through the letterbox.

Relief swept over me. And my panic was replaced by confusion. Who the hell was this woman, and more importantly, what did she want? I grabbed my dressing gown I had left on the hook of the bathroom door and made my way downstairs because apparently this woman wasn't going anywhere till someone answered.

I opened the door, just slightly conscious my window cleaners could be lurking around. I was met by a short, slightly older woman I hadn't seen before and a dog that didn't seem as interested in me as the woman was. "Um, hi."

"Are you ok dear?"

"Uhh, yes, thank you. Um, are you?"

"There were two men looking through your window. I think they might be burglars scoping the place out!"

I blushed bright red, I didn't need a mirror to tell I could feel the heat burning in my cheeks. She seemed sweet, if perhaps a bit dizzy. Though admittedly they weren't doing much cleaning when they reached my window!

"Oh, no, it's fine; they are window cleaners; they were cleaning our windows."

"Are you sure? They were up there for a while, and one of them was pointing at something. You should be careful, dear; there are all sorts of weirdos about."

My cheeks melted with embarrassment.

"I will, I promise. Thanks for checking on me! Have a nice day!" I said with a giggle that translated to "I know you mean well, but will you please just sod off!!"

I closed the door, and my legs gave way as I slid down the wall until I found myself on the floor.

I let out a long sigh.

"That was fucking insane!"

And I couldn't wait to see what I would do next!..