I felt my pussy through my panties and it was soaking. Dripping outside of my panties. I had to take care of it now. My urges were too hard to control at this point. I pulled those soaking wet in the middle panties aside again, and touched my throbbing clit. My eyes flittered. I looked to each side out my windows to see if anyone could see me, feeling a little shy and embarrassed now. I saw the proper milf in the SUV wearing a black blazer staring at me. At first, I thought this milf was looking at me in a way that I should feel ashamed of myself. Maybe she was at first. She obviously had a change of heart though when she pulled her blazer to the side in this slowly moving traffic and showed me her dark red nipple out of her conservative real estate agent looking blazer. She then gave me a come hither look that told me to carry on and keep her amused during traffic. Wow. I now had an audience. A hot fucking audience. I was nervous and excited at the same time. I showed her my tits back out of my striped tank top in a hurry to not lose control of the wheel, ina fit of “well, I better show her mine back..”. She licked her plump red lips. Oh. My. God.

Wow. I put my tits out, left them out, and felt myself up. Touched my clit. Inserted 1 finger. Oh my fucking WOW. I was so juicy. I pulled my finger out, my pointer finger glistened with wetness, I licked it for her to see. She nodded. She picked up her phone, looked like it was an important possibly a business call. She talked, looking serious, but kept her engorged tits out with piercing hard nipples and pinched them. She then put her hand down, and flicked her finger towards the window I was facing(her passenger side) and flung a noticable amount of wetness at the window. WHAT? WOW. Did this hot cougar just cum and flick it at her window while on a business call just from checking me out as I drive next to her, pleasuring myself??!  I am grasping this. Making sense of it all. This has been the best hour stuck in traffic ever.  Random picture time! 

It wasn’t until my first year in college, when I was bunking with a   girl name Emily did I start learning to dress myself in a way that attracted boys.   At first, it was just little stuff, like Emily would tell me I didn’t have to wear my jacket all the time, then that grew into me buying more tank tops, and then shorts, and eventually it got to the point were I was doing my hair and make up and going out in skimpy shirts and skirts.

It was fun!   I guess not having my folks around to tell me I was looking like a slut for wearing shorts was liberating.   For months Emily and I use to walk around campus in our short shorts, even after as winter started, Emily would start random conversations with the cuter boys in school.   For the first six months she was definitely my BFF, that started to change a month before winter break.

Emily was bi, and I still wasn’t sure what I was.   But that’s another story.

You can read about how I started go-go dancing with Emily and got my first nudes taken in my Bio page