My boyfriend is fairly vanilla. He enjoys rough sex, but that's as extreme as he gets. He's known I am quite kinky since we started seeing eachother, but he isn't into anything I'm into, including exhibitionism. It's just something I've learned to live with, for the most part. This is why I was so shocked when he suggested I flash someone.

We had gone out for a quick dinner, and I expected we would just go back to my place, have sex, and he'd go home. Another typical date. So when he reached over and causally squeezed my breast over my sweater, I was pleasantly surprised. I did giggle a little though.

He seemed pleased that I wasn't wearing a bra, and he reached under my shirt for a better feel, all the while he was still driving. I decided not to question any of this, and enjoyed the pleasant sensation of his hand kneading my breasts. I leaned back, closed my eyes and enjoyed it, until he said there was a guy next to us watching.

I excitedly opened my eyes and looked next to us, locking eyes with the man in the truck, with the perfect view of my boyfriend groping me. Turned on is an inadequate description for how aroused I was. This was exactly the type of thing I enjoy, but I didn't want to ruin the moment, so I stayed quiet and enjoyed this man watching me get felt up.

We were at a red light, I knew it wouldn't last forever, but I'll take what I could get. Though my boyfriend had another idea. He removed his hand from my sweater, and told me to show this guy my breasts. I didn't even hesitate. I was so excited my boyfriend was embracing this moment, and I pulled my top up eagerly, letting this stranger get a good look at my tits.

He smiled, and then the light turned green and we drove off. It was a beautiful, perfect moment. Fleeting, and so sexy. I was at peak arousal and I wanted him immediately. Fortunately we were only a few minutes from my apartment, and as soon as we were inside my clothes were torn from my body. He savagely fucked me, bent over the couch, taking what he wanted from me in the best fucking he's ever given me.

His load of cum on my face was the perfect end to that date. I never even questioned where all the kinkyness came from, for fear of ruining it or preventing it from happening again. I hope this is just a sign of things to come. I want more of that from him. I need it.