2 - How To Get Caught Flashing

"Such a big audience today! Its so lovely to see you all here, welcome to the second in our series of seminars on exhibitionism. I'm your host Gwen and I'll be giving this seminar today, whilst also answering any questions you may have. On that note does anyone have any before we begin? Yes ma'am, you in the third row. Why am I naked already?"

Gwen cringes as she moves to cover her ample chest with her hands, before thinking better of it and planting her arms at her side, in what is an uncanny impression of an unclothed, anatomically correct mannequin.

"That is a perfectly valid question, if you missed our last seminar of course, because those who attended that will of course know why I am, in your words ma'am, 'buck ass nude'. To summarise for those of you who did not though, this is a series of PSA seminars hosted on behalf of erotic authors worldwide in an attempt to help raise a greater awareness to a wider audience of some of the kinks and fantasies that fuel their work. In these first few sessions we are focusing on exhibitionism, that is to say, the sexual thrill or arousal associated with being seen naked in a place, usually public, where it would be frowned upon. You can find a summary of it online I'm sure but that first seminar ended with me, um, disrobing, and it is in that state that I have resumed my duties as host today."

Gwen lets out a nervous laugh, fiddling nervously with one of her erect nipples before the flash of a camera prompts her to halt this absentminded habit.

"Are there any other questions? Oh um, well..." Gwen chews her lip, reluctant to answer the question, but ultimately reasoning that she must for the sake of public learning, "My vagina is currently leaking pre-cum, that sticky fluid as you called it, because I am in a state of heightened arousal owing to the fact that I myself am an exhibitionist."

Gwen clears her throat, trying to wipe away some of the sticky substance dribbling from her lower lips whilst feeling the flow increase as more camera flashes spread across the audience.

"Any more questions? No? Well then, lets get started. As you can all see, and as some of you have pointed out, I am naked, in public, therefore I am exhibiting myself and by definition an exhibitionist. However this is all very contrived and staged, and not the typical place you would find an exhibitionist, though I'm sure it would be their idea of heaven."

Gwen certainly knew the last statement to be true, for she could feel a throbbing in her crotch as it continued to lubricate itself, desperate to be touched.

"So where might we expect them to be found? Well the answer to that is everywhere and anywhere, but some of the most common places include; a park, a public swimming pool, a university campus, a gym, a shopping mall and a beach."

Gwen pressed a button on the remote she held each time she listed off a new location, prompting the projected background behind her to cycle through the various locales.

"Before I continue I'm going to pause to answer any qu-what was that? Where do I prefer to exhibit myself? Well I would have to say the beach," Gwen blushed, feeling the tingling in her crotch grow, but trying desperately to ignore it as she continued, 'In particular I like to swim out into the sea with only a bikini top on then pleasure myself in the midst of all the other swimmers, and I can always tell who's dived near me because they'll have a smirk on their face or else they'll say something lewd such as "You're making the sea even saltier" which of course only arouses me further. Oh..."

Gwen trailed off as Daisy hurried on stage, favouring Gwen with a quick wink as she mopped down Gwen's vagina which had begun to leak so much that droplets had begun to patter against the floor.

"T-t-thank you Daisy," Gwen stammered, trying desperately to hold in her orgasm as Daisy vigorously mopped at her pussy with the rough cloth, to the obvious delight of the audience, "As I was saying that is my personal favourite place to be naked. Were there any other questions? No? Well theeeeeeeenn-Daisy that's enough!"

Grinning impishly, Daisy withdrew, but once she was out of the audiences view she mimed masturbating and moaning, which turned Gwen's cheeks a shade of red that would have put a prize-winning tomato to shame.

"As I was saying, there are a vast variety of places that exhibitionists favour, and you will notice that the majority of them are usually packed with people. That is because while most exhibitionists claim it is the thrill of evading discovery that thrills them, in reality they long to be caught and seen, which is why they choose such dangerous places to bare it all. They will usually self-sabotage or pretend to be ignorant of certain risks to this end and I will now demonstrate some of those for you, with the help of several props that my colleague Daisy will kindly set up on stage."

Gwen stepped back for a moment as Daisy hurried to and fro setting up various props, though her eyes kept darting back to Gwen, drinking in her naked glory whilst she squirmed shyly on the spot, uncomfortably aware of just how wet she'd become in such a short time.

"Now that everything's set up, I shall begin the demonstration. You are encouraged to film or photograph this section of the seminar for the purposes of learning and to help you retain key information. One of the most common tricks in an exhibitionists arsenal is the lost or destroyed clothes trope, where an individual goes for a shower leaving their clothes exposed, or else wears loose fitting clothing in places like the sea where a malfunction is all but guaranteed."

Gwen moved under the row of mock public showers that Daisy had set up and pretended to be busy washing herself, feigning complete ignorance to Daisy who crept on stage, winked at the audience, then stole the pink and white striped bikini set that had been left carelessly nearby. Gwen opened her eyes as soon as Daisy was gone, making an exaggerated effort to search for her clothes before trying to cover herself with her hands.

"As you can see my clothes have now been stolen, ensuring that I will almost certainly have to streak or exhibit myself to get out of this situation but I clearly didn't take much care with where I put my clothes because I secretly wanted this to happen. This is a perfect, and common, example of how an exhibitionist self-sabotages, knowingly or otherwise, to create their desired predicament. However sometimes it is not an act of self-sabotage, but rather act upon a daring or foolhardy impulse that dooms our would be streakers as I will now show you."

Gwen could hear the drops of pre-cum patter on the floor as she walked over to sit on the beach-towel laid out beneath an pineapple patterned parasol.

"A common exercise I, and many other exhibitionists do when they're at the beach, is to paint on swimming clothes so that to the naked eye you appear to be wearing swimwear, yet when they look closer you are in fact completely naked. Pale pink is my colour of choice because it blends in better with my nipples."

Gwen opened up the tube of pastel pink body-paint and began to smooth it onto her body, forming the rough shape of a bikini top and bottoms. She felt ripples of sensation wash over her body as she covered her erect nipples and had a hard time getting the paint to cover her sodden crotch.

"As you can clearly see, I am very much naked but at a passing glance you might not notice this. However it is inevitable that someone will and once one person has it doesn't take long for word to spread and a crowd to form. The exhibitionist knows this, but they do it anyway, because they want to be caught, they need to be caught in order for them to... to..."

Gwen's words caught in her throat as her breathing grew harsher in response to the warming, tingling sensation that was growing on her breasts and along the lips of her labia. Confused she looked to Daisy for help and saw her beaming as he held up a tube labelled "Happy Vibez Maximum Sensation Sex Gel". Gwen realised Daisy must have mixed it in with the body-paint and opened her mouth to explain to her audience what was going on but all that came out was a deep moan. It was too much. Their eyes were all on her, the sensation in her genitals was reaching fever pitch, Daisy was laughing and poor Gwen couldn't take it any longer.

She began to frantically rub at her bean with one hand whilst squeezing her breasts with the other, moaning louder with each passing minute as a growing damp patch spread out on the towel before her.

"Lets give a big round of applause to Gwen ladies and gentlemen!" Daisy shouted as she strode on stage, "In her commitment to showing you what lengths and exhibitionist will go to, she sabotaged herself by lacing her body-paint with sex cream, which naturally pushed her over the edge after the stimulation she'd already endured. That will conclude our seminar for today, and unfortunately it looks like Gwen will be quite too exhausted to host our next one, so I will be taking her place. Please do make sure to attend our next seminar: How to get others involved! Oh and feel free to watch Gwen for as long as you wish, something tells me she will be here for quite a while yet."

"T-t-thank you all f-for-cumming!!!" Gwen squeals as she finally orgasms, spraying forth a fountain of pleasure to thunderous applause.