IN SEARCH OF A PUSSY-FLASHING GIRL - I FOUND THE BEAUTIFUL HANNAH

We've all heard the word, upskirt, and we all know what it means. You may also have heard the term, down blouse. But, have you heard of upshorts? In my search for a panty-flashing girl, I met eighteen-year-old Hannah. She agreed to be interviewed about her panty flashing games, but she wasn't talking about upskirt panty flashing. This is what she had to say...

THE INTERVEW

"I'd gone to a friend's birthday party," Hannah began. "It was summer time and a group of us were sitting on the lawn eating sandwiches and cake and my friend's dad was bringing out the drinks and keeping us supplied with crisps. I noticed that, every time he came out with the drinks, he kept looking at my friend, Amy. She was sitting on the lawn with us and there was nothing special about her so I wondered what was his interest was in her. She was wearing a T-shirt and shorts and talking quite happily to one of the other girls. There was nothing unusual or special about her at all. But, every time I looked over at my friend's dad, he was gazing at her. We were young teenagers and I wondered whether he was looking at Amy's small breasts through her tight T-shirt. But he was looking lower down, and I soon realized what his interest was. Her denim shorts were short, very short. She was sitting with her thighs apart and I could clearly see her knickers through the leg hole of her shorts."

"Had you flashed your panties before that day?"

"Yes, I had. It started when I was in the park with another girl. We were on the swings and deliberately opened our legs to show off our panties to a man who was walking past. We were wearing short skirts and we reckoned that showing off our knickers was sexy and really exciting. It had started as a bit of fun but, from then on, I regularly flashed my knickers and even went out with nothing under my skirt."

"You deliberately showed your pussy to men?"

"Yes, but there was a big problem. Young girls don't forget to put their knickers on and then sit with their legs wide open and show their cracks to everyone. It was obvious that it was deliberate. When an old man called me a slut, I knew that I couldn't get away with it anymore. Showing my pussy crack had been fun, and I didn't want to stop my games. The trouble was, how could I continue? I tried pulling my knickers onto my crack, I tried allowing one lip to balloon out of the side of my knickers... But it was all too obvious that I was doing it deliberately."

"So, you began wearing shorts?"

"Going back to the party, I watched Amy for a while as she moved about on the lawn. When she sat with her legs crossed, her thighs wide apart, I could see her knickers bulging with her pussy lips. I immediately realized that I could wear shorts, without knickers, and get away with it. When Amy stood up, I made a note of the length of her shorts. The hems of the legs were no more than an inch or so below her pussy. She looked fine when standing or sitting with her thighs together. It was only when she opened her legs that her knickers showed."

"But, even wearing shorts, wouldn't it be obvious that you were deliberately showing your pussy?"

"No, not at all. On a hot summer day, a girl might decided not to wear anything beneath her shorts. I used to go swimming in the sea wearing shorts, and I never wore knickers. Admittedly, the shorts were longer than Amy's. But I never wore knickers with them. Do men wear anything beneath shorts?"

"I must admit that I don't."

"There you are, then. Wearing a skirt, I feel conscious of my naked pussy all the time. The wind might blow my skirt up or anything could happen and everyone would see my pussy. With shorts, I have far more control. Also, no one expects to see anything up shorts. Men look at girls in skirts more than they do in shorts because they hope for a flash of knickers. My skirt had to be pulled up to show off my knickers. With shorts, it's purely down to how I sit. I have complete control over how much of my knickers or pussy I show, and who I show it to."

"May I ask whether you shave your pussy?"

"Yes, I do. I don't think that showing a bush of black pubic hair is anywhere near as exciting as showing a smooth bald pussy lip or my pink crack. With hair, there's nothing to see other than hair. And don't forget that the main reason I flash my pussy is to excite myself. Yes, of course I enjoy exciting the men. But I show off my pussy to excite and sexually stimulate myself. And it's very easy to masturbate without taking my shorts off."

"Do you masturbate when you're out?"

"After flashing my pussy, I get very wet and horny and I need to enjoy a good orgasm. Wearing a skirt, I'd have to lift it up or put my hand up it to get to my pussy. With shorts, all I need to do is put my hand between my thighs and slip my fingers into the leg hole. My handbag or a jacket or whatever placed on my lap over my hand conceals my fingering and clitty rubbing. Of course, I have to be careful to hide my face and not make too much noise when I cum."

"Do you have any memorable moments?"

"Yes, several. But there's one in particular that I'll never forget. I was young and had only just started upshorts pussy flashing. There was a footpath at the end of our garden, it ran along the back of all the houses in the road. I was sitting on the lawn practicing my flashing when I noticed a man peering at me through a bush. I felt a pang of excitement as I opened my legs wide and allowed him to spy my crack. I moved about on the lawn so that he could clearly see my bulging lips and my crack. It was a real turn-on, and my shorts got very wet with my pussy juice. He lived down the road and, after that day, he often walked along the footpath and gazed at me through the bush. I always put on a good show for him until one afternoon when I heard a woman shouting. The man's wife had obviously become suspicious and had followed him along the footpath. She must have seen me and an argument had started. I'll never forget her words. She was calling him a pervert and swearing at him, and then she said... 'You dirty old man, wanking in the bushes while you look at a young girl.' I'd had no idea that he'd been wanking and couldn't help laughing. Needless to say, I didn't see the man again."

"Has your flashing ever led to sexual contact with anyone?"

"Yes, it has. An old man lived next door. I was young so he seemed very old to me. I think he must have been in his sixties. He lived alone and had been ill and mum had asked me to go round to see whether there was anything he needed from the shops. I was sitting in his lounge and he was making a list of a few things he needed. I'd completely forgotten about pussy flashing, until I noticed him staring between my legs. He told me to stand by his chair, which I did, and he gave me the list. Then, he said that there was one thing he wanted that couldn't be bought from the shops. He pulled a five-pound note from his wallet and gave it to me. I thought it was the money for the things he needed but he said that it was for me. He said that the money was for the one thing he wanted that the shops didn't sell. I was totally confused and asked him what he meant. He told me that he wanted to put his fingers up my shorts and stroke me. My stomach somersaulted and I felt incredibly excited by his indecent suggestion. Although I knew that it was wrong, my arousal far outweighed my guilt and I agreed.

"I'd never been touched before and the feel of his fingertip running up and down my crack sent quivers through my young body. I could feel him trying to push his finger inside my pussy. Being a cheeky cow, I backed away and said that he'd have to give me another five-pounds if he wanted to finger me. Although I'd never been with a boy, I really was cheeky in those days - and very horny. He passed me the money so I stepped forward and allowed him to slip a finger into my very wet pussy. It was heavenly, and I remember thinking that I'd have paid him to bring me such pleasure."

"Did he want to go further?"

No.

 

Copyright Tony Graves © 2006

 

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