Hi, everybody! Long time reader, first time story-writer. I’ve done my tour around Grindr and met with random people to do random things. Maybe if people like this story, I can share some others. (Though I’m pretty sure this is my best one by a country mile.)
So, a little about me first. I’m a 29-yo trans girl, very early in my transition. As in, I’m still working on coming out to myself, lol. Anyway, I’m also what I call a “horny ace.” I really like sex and physical closeness, but I don’t actually get a whole lot physically from it. If my partner compliments me and says it was great, then I’m content. When I get the bug, I tend to download Grindr, furiously tap everyone until someone responds, then flirt and wheedle until I get someone to either host or drive my way. The shorter the distance, the better.
So, story du jour. I’ve always had a thing about exhibitionism, particularly “casual nudity,” where the naked person in question treats it like it ain’t no thing. It’s easy enough to do inside, but where’s the thrill of that? I wanted to try and find a place outside to do it. It’d need to be at night, of course, and somewhere remote enough that nobody would find me, but it’d still be exciting to be naked out in the open. Luckily for me, I’d found a path out into the forest just behind my apartment complex. If I walked back there with my partner, we could do whatever we wanted and nobody would see us. Foolproof!
About a week ago, I was surfing Grindr again (haven’t been able to do it since the pandemic started, so I was particularly antsy), when I came upon a profile that was exactly what I was looking for. He was looking for someone into outdoor play, so I eagerly contacted him and told him my plan. He agreed that it sounded fucking sweet, so I sent him the address of my apartment complex and waited for him to drive in. Now, obviously I wasn’t gonna be naked coming out of my apartment. I’d have to wear something first, head out to the forest path, then we’d disrobe and do the do. So what was I going to wear? My first thought was a t-shirt and running shorts. Easy to put on, easy to take off. Safe, but boring. I could do better.
I went into my closet and checked out my jackets. If I’d had like a peacoat or a long duster, that would have been perfect, but alas, I’m not a Shadowrun character, so all I had were windbreakers, hoodies, and raincoats, none of which went much lower than my waist. It had been raining off and on all day, so I stripped down and tried on the raincoat. Hoo boy, it was short. But if I stood just the right way, the hem of the coat just barely hid my penis. I took a picture wearing it, and the guy was blown away. Success!
He told me he’d made it to my apartment complex, and I stepped out to look for him. I didn’t see him anywhere, so I sent him a text. “Where are you?”
“I’m parked over by the main office.”
Fuck! That was more of a walk than I’d anticipated. I hurried up there as fast as I could, and along the way discovered an unfortunate property of my coat. As I walked, the front of it rode up, so the only way to hide my penis and pretend to be decent was to keep my hands in my pockets and hold the front hem down in front of me. This had the unfortunate effect of raising the back hem and uncovering my naked butt, but I figured nobody would be looking at that side.
Thankfully, I didn’t run into anybody on my walk up, and I saw the guy standing in front of the parking lot. I walked up to him and greeted him, then pulled my coat up so he could see I was naked underneath it. He grinned and immediately fondled me, right there in the middle of the road. I felt a rush of excitement; we were really doing this.
Because we were meeting by the office instead of my apartment, I now… couldn’t remember how to get to the forest path I’d wanted to go to before. Even if I could find it, it’d mean more walking around by the other apartments in just my coat, which I was trying to avoid. So I changed tactics. I pointed him out to the traffic circle just outside my apartment complex. There were three exits on this traffic circle: one to a gated apartment complex (which everyone confused for mine), one to my apartment complex, and a third street going out to nowhere. Considering what we wanted to do, nowhere was perfect.
We left my apartment complex, walked out to the traffic circle, and headed out to the third street. The moment we stepped away from the circle, I took off my raincoat and tied the arms around my waist. From the back, you wouldn’t be able to tell I was naked, but the guy walking by my side could see every last stitch of me. He just babbled and stared agog at how confident I was being.
We made it out to the very end of the street; off to one side was a rugged dirt road, half-mud thanks to all the rain. We walked over, just far enough so we weren’t visible from the road, and I took that as my opportunity to finally ditch the coat and relish total nudity out in the cold night air. It… didn’t feel spectacularly different from being naked at home, but the sheer sneaky rule-breaking nature of it was impossible to ignore. (Honestly, there was virtually no chance of anyone catching us, but. Still.)
So here we get to the sex part, which unfortunately as a horny ace I have no way of describing in a sexy manner. My partner in crime stripped down as well, and we got to kissing and fondling each other. This is always my favorite part of sex, but of course, most people want to use their sexual organs… in sex. So I kneeled down on the gravel and dirt and sucked his cock for a little bit. He was a “show-er,” which I thought was interesting. It didn’t get longer as I sucked on it, just sort of… a little bit harder. (Later he told me he was really nervous and overwhelmed by what we were doing. Can’t say I blame him.) And then he reminded me that I’d promised him in our messages that I’d top him.
So… here’s the thing. It was late at night, we were both awkwardly trying to position ourselves over the dirt, and he had about an inch and a half on me in terms of height. Also, I have no sense of coordination or muscle mass, so… I couldn’t line it up, is what I’m saying. We tried standing up, kneeling, even to the point of him falling onto his hands and knees to do it doggy style. Nnnnnnope. I couldn’t keep it in for more than a stroke or two. So eventually we just gave up and sat in the dirt, gasping in exhaustion.
There isn’t really an ending to this story. We walked back to his car; I waited until the absolute last moment when we were visible to the traffic circle before I put my coat back on. I kissed him goodbye, and then made the trek back to my apartment. Funny thing: it was way harder to hold my coat down now that I had an erection. XD Then I went home, masturbated furiously to completion, and went to bed. Another sexual adventure in the bagggggggg~ Yayyyyyyyy…
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/orol3i/i_29t_pulled_an_exhibitionist_stunt_with_a