Public Pool

Unlike my mom, I was a lot less certain about going somewhere together. My brain was still trying to process the fact that my mom is an exhibitionist and knows that I'm one too. Not only does she know it, but it sounds like she wants to do some with me! She's moving way too fast! A quick tug on my arm got me out the door and running towards her car, hoping to get inside before a neighbor catches a peek at my bare body.

"Home so I can grab something real quick then to the public pool at Elms Street." My mom said as she started driving.

There was absolutely no way that I was going to enter a public pool without a single piece of clothes on. That's just begging to be caught and thrown in a jail somewhere. I hoped that the quick stop at my parents house would be for a bikini to wear.

Once we got there, she had me stay in the car as she went inside. I put my chair all the way back, not wanting to risk my dad walking out and catching a peek at me through the window. Finally, a few minutes later, my mom came back with a few towels and a bikini for each of us.

The drive to the pool didn't take long. It helped that I was constantly distracted by my mom. The whole ride she was teasing my pussy with her fingers, telling me how it's obvious that I'm a beginner at this and how over time, I'll realize how much I'm worrying over nothing. Until then, she wanted me to constantly rub my pussy when I can and keep myself horny.

Once we parked, she licked my juices off her fingers and smiled when she noticed the small wet spot I made in my seat. "Oh your definitely going to enjoy this, honey~"

She paid for our tickets and lead the way to the changing room. For a few seconds she stopped and stared at the male locker room, I was terrified that she was going to try and get me to change in there with her. Luckily, she decided to follow the law and common sense and went into the women's locker room with me. We both stripped down, put our clothes in a locker, and started changing... At least my mom changed.

I was much more hesitant when I saw the 'bikini'. It was much too small on me. The back was held together by the thinnest string ever. It did nothing to cover my butt, everyone could probably catch glimpses at my asshole if I wore it. The front side wasn't much better. It would keep digging into my pussy lips, whenever I got it to stay on the outside for a few seconds, it would only cover a bit of my pussy. A tiny bit of the top would still be exposed. Then there was my breasts. It only covered a tiny bit of my nipples. Most of my areolas was still showing.

Thinking about all the stares I'd get, it was enough to make me much more turned on. Part of me was tempted to wear it, but I knew it'd be wrong. I'd get kicked out way too quickly. It's better to just wear this infront of my mirror at home, or at a beach away from most people. My mom clearly didn't agree as she took the key from my locker and locked it into her own.

"Well, now that you can't get your old clothes back, you should probably put the bikini on." She said with a mischievous smirk.

I was furious, but at the same time more turned on than ever. This was the first time that I was ever in a situation like this. Where I was **** to expose myself. It was much more terrifying and much more arousing than any of my fantasies. Slowly, I started to change into the 'bikini' as my mom spoke.

"It's exhilarating isn't it? I can't tell you the amount of times I've put myself in situations where I was **** to expose myself. Leaving my clothes and key in my room at a hotel and having to go streaking to the front desk. Taking my bikini off in the ocean and letting it sink to the bottom where I wouldn't be able to reach it and heading back to the beach naked. There's been so many fun moments like that where I let things get out of my control~"

Finally, I finished changing. My hand slowly moving towards the exposed part of my pussy to touch it. A quick glance at my mom's expression made me realize what I was doing and stopped myself.

"S-So what's the plan? Just go swimming wearing this 'bikinis'?" I asked.

"Not even close, darling. We're going to-