Going along with everyone’s first time stuff, my husband wanted me to share my first time being a bit of an exhibitionist. It took place on a camping trip my bf arranged for my 18th birthday. I like camping, but more the getting drunk and high out in nature part than the roughing it part. I guess I like partying in the woods.
So our spot was on property owned by the parents of our good friends at the time and super secluded. It was this little clearing by a lake, and the girl’s parents were in the city, so it was just empty land forever. So we loaded up some coolers with beer and wine, took a respectable amount of molly, and hiked out to the spot and setup our six person tent. It was late fall, and the weather was nice enough we were running around in bikini tops and shorts and the guys were more than happy topless in swim trunks.
After a few rounds of drinks we were dancing to music and really starting to feel it. My bf, Tyler, was the first to decide it was time to get naked. He popped his shorts off without notice and tossed them aside and we all laughed. After some more dancing, he convinced me to take off my bikini top.