The Big Boobed Exhibitionist

The Big Boobed Exhibitionist

by

Phebe Bodelle

Smashwords 4th Edition

Copyright 2018 Phebe Bodelle

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Table of Contents

Prologue – Present Day - Bratislava

Chapter 1 – One Year Ago

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10 - Bratislava

Epilogue

Two Chapters from My Very Rude Awakening

Chapter One - A Chance Encounter or so I Thought

Chapter Two – The Next Day

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Prologue – Present Day - Bratislava

A few days away from my normal life, a midweek city break all organised by my Gregg, even the four day’s holiday I needed from work had been taken care of by my wonderful husband. We were on a Ryanair flight from Stansted to Bratislava in Slovakia a country neither of us had ever been to before. The trip really was a total surprise. Even when the alarm clock had gone off I expected to get up and go into the office as normal. It was only after a shower and we sat down to breakfast that Gregg had revealed the truth and I was thrilled to bits that he had organised this fabulous surprise for our sixth wedding anniversary. Three days, two nights in a beautiful city, what could be more relaxing?

The two and three quarter hour flight was on time and then we took the forty-minute taxi ride into the centre of Bratislava itself. The place was stunning, absolutely beautiful and when the taxi pulled up outside the Barcadia Hotel on the edge of the historical centre of Bratislava I just knew this whole trip was going to be marvellous. Gregg had even organised a room with a four poster bed, flowers, chocolates and even a bottle of bubbly chilling in an ice bucket. Wow my husband, when he made the effort, really knew how to treat a woman. While my husband registered I wandered around reception and picked up a handful of leaflets detailing the delights to be experienced in the city, museums, churches, the open air market, tourist buses and river cruises. Now we were here I wanted to experience it all.

The lift was a bit rickety as we headed up to the fourth floor to our room but it just added to the charm of the place and when we walked into our suite no less I totally fell in love with the place. Gregg closed the door and put our suitcase on the rack and turning to me said, Well madam will this suit you?

Gregg it’s wonderful, thank you for organising it all.

Nothing is too much trouble for the woman of my dreams. Come here.

I walked over to him and he enclosed me in his arms, a brilliant feeling. I turned my face up to his and we kissed, just a loving kiss at first and then it turned into something all together more passionate. He looked at the bed raised his eyebrows and asked, Shall we?

I’d love to we’ve got to fuck in Bratislava after all. I replied in a murmur.

We quickly undressed and naked walked either side of the bed stripped all the bedclothes off down to the bottom sheet and jumped in beside each other. We immediately started a full on snog with our hands running all over each other’s bodies. Gregg’s prick was rock solid already and I enjoyed the feel of it in my hand as I slowly wanked the foreskin up and down the length. I wanted more and slid down the bed so I could take his cock in my mouth savouring the flavour of him after not having had a shower for over six hours, it doesn’t always do to suck a perfectly clean prick and I knew before long he would be licking my also not so fresh cunt. I knelt between his legs and took as much of his prick as I could, running my lips up and down the length before stopping and holding it in one hand just licking the knob head, thrilling at the sight of it.

Turn round so I can taste you too. He said and I quickly straddled his head with my knees either side and his tongue was immediately on my clit licking the tiny bud sending wonderful feelings flooding through my groin. All the time I gobbled his cock and used my hand to wank it at the same time. It must have been the excitement of a new bed in a new city in a new country but I was soon ready for Gregg to fuck me and more or less pleaded with him, I need to feel it up me now Gregg.

I swivelled round and straddled his prick guiding it into my hole with my hand while he reached up and grasping my not insubstantial tits and began to squeeze my oh so sensitive nipples. I was in sex heaven as I bounced up and down on his prick enjoying the journey to sexual nirvana. He looked up at me smiling. Ride me cowboy, he said as he gave my ass a gentle slap to spur me on. I started to grunt as I felt the first stirrings of an orgasm, those ten or fifteen seconds when you know it’s going to happen, beautiful feelings are building and just a few more thrusts will complete the job. Those last half dozen bounces were all I needed and I screamed out noisily as the climax hit me right in the cunt, fucking great sex is the best thing ever and together Gregg and I had stupendous sex. I slowed and stopped my thrusting as my climax died and realised that lover boy hadn’t shot his load so quickly climbed off, moved down the bed and took his prick into my gob once more. I smiled at him with my eyes as I enthusiastically wanked his prick with my lips. I don’t think any man would last long with me giving them a blow job and very soon after I enjoyed the wonderful taste of my juices and Gregg’s pre-cum he started spurting his fluid into my mouth, lovely thick globs of the stuff which when he finally finished I rolled around my mouth loving the feeling of it as it swished over my teeth. When I finally swallowed Gregg kissed me and then we quickly ran off to the shower to freshen up before going out to be tourists.

Following the shower and with Gregg sat on the edge of the bed pulling on his socks I couldn’t resist standing naked by the open window letting the city’s warm air wash over me. I was soon spotted by a guy on the fourth floor of the office block opposite the hotel, he waved, and so I waved back and blew him a kiss.

There’s a guy watching me from across the road Gregg. I said.

He got up off the bed and came and stood with his arm around my shoulder. Where? He asked.

I pointed him out, although he had now been joined by a colleague.

I bet they think all their birthdays have come at once seeing you like that.

I bet they have.

I gave my firm large tits a jiggle and then turned back into the room. Come on there’s so much to see.

We got dressed and headed off to catch the free tourist bus that the city had so thoughtfully provided for its visitors. The tourist train called Prešporáčik in the Slovak language (I’ll spell it and you can pronounce it) took us all around the old historic quarter and although the commentary in English was very questionable it was good fun and informative. Then it was off to the Danube for a two-hour sightseeing boat tour. Bratislava is a truly beautiful city and as it began to get dark and the city’s lights came on it was stunning. The whole trip to Bratislava had been worth it just for these two excursions.

The next morning we had a nice peaceful fuck before getting up and then it was down for breakfast in the hotel.

So what are we going to do today? I asked innocently.

I’ve arranged a surprise for you.

And what’s that?

Well it wouldn’t be much of a surprise if I told you now would it. We are going to meet some guys is all I’ll say.

Meet some guys, who the hell do you know in Bratislava?

He took my hand, Trust me you’ll enjoy it.

I looked at him wondering what was going on. Okay them McDuff, lead on.

Outside the hotel we got a taxi and reading from a piece of paper Gregg gave the taxi driver the name of a bar, the mystery depended.

It was a ten-minute journey through a modern part of the town and the bar was on the ground floor of a modern apartment block surrounded by other shops and restaurants. The street was one of those wide boulevards with a narrow stretch of garden between the road and the pavement with the shop fronts set well back from the road. It was a busy street with a fair number of people milling about.

Come on Elvy, this is the place, Gregg said grabbing my hand.

Elvy is short for Elvina by the way, my father was half Arabic.

We walked into a dimly lit bar with a long counter down one side and tables down the other, it was quite expansive fifteen or so metres but narrow. Half the tables were occupied and right at the back two tables had been pushed together and a group of six men were sitting there laughing and joking. Gregg immediately walked over to them and said, Hans?

A big guy stood up. Gregg you made it, and turning to me, you must be Elvina, hello. He took my hand and kissed it.

‘Alright,’ I thought to myself, ‘what the fuck is going on here?"

Please sit, Hans said and pulled out the two vacant chairs for Gregg and me. He introduced the other five guys but the only name I could pronounce was a guy called Erik, the rest of them had Slovakian names full of Js, Zs and a lot of vowels. One of them fetched us a beer each. Finally, I could wait no longer, Come on Gregg what’s this all about.

These gentlemen run a website called No Clothes in Public and I thought you would enjoy being a model for them for a couple of days.

No Clothes in Public?

That’s right.

Has your husband not told you the purpose of this visit? Hans asked in his strongly accented English.

No he hasn’t.

Gregg, you told me Elvina was cool with this.

My husband put up his hand. It was a surprise, that’s all.

Just hold on a minute I interrupted, does this website do what it says on the label?

Exactly, Hans said, We’ve been running it for five years now and it is very popular. We get over five thousand hits every day.

I shook my head, I’d like to see what my husband is getting me into before I agree.

Hans spoke to one of the guys in his own language; I think Hans was the only one who spoke English. The guy produced a lap top, switched it on and moments later pulled the No Clothes in Public website up. He put the laptop in front of me. The opening page was thirty thumbnail photographs of different women, all completely naked in various public places, parks, city squares, railway stations even one of a girl sitting on the steps outside a police station. I clicked one of the pictures at random and the next page showed the girl walking through a park, it was pretty busy with loads of people about but she didn’t seem to have a care in the world. I clicked a video icon and there she was in high definition strutting her stuff. I went back to the opening page and clicked another thumbnail, this time the girl was walking through a market, there was a picture of her talking to a stall holder, a woman, and the caption said it was her mother. To say I was stunned was an understatement. I had grasped exhibitionism slowly but surely during the past year, but this was another step, a major step, did I want to take it?

I looked at Gregg who had a very tentative smile on his face, then at Hans and the rest of the Slovakians who all had hopeful looks on their faces.

Fuck it, let’s go for it. I said smiling.

Hans spoke to the guys and they burst into applause and while they were still clapping he said to me, With your err, attributes I’m sure you are going to be a very popular new addition to the website.

To be frank by now I was very used to this sort of remark, I had been blessed with big tits, not grossly so, but two good handfuls that were noticeably larger than most women and being short