After a lesson, I got an exhibitionist thrill in the changing room with two other girls.
We were a couple of weeks into the summer dance program. All six of us got along wonderfully, but I was closest to Kayla and Sabrina. We coordinated meeting up about 45 minutes early to stretch and practice before the session, which was fine as long as a room was available, of which there always was at least one. Kayla, Sabrina, and I arrived around the same time. Both girls noticed my new leotard and complimented me on how it looked. It was a huge confidence booster wearing the smaller size. We practiced some stretches, steps, and movements.
Kayla had black hair and was short and petite. Her boobs and nipples were pretty small, and they poked through her leotard just a little bit. Her mound was more of a bump, and the fabric laid in a flattering, streamlined way. Her pussy was slightly discernible from the front. She had a cute bum that was compact but had shape. Of all the girls in the class, only she and I wore the Youth/Girl version of the leotard.
Sabrina was one of the two blondes in the group (Skylar being the other), and she had long legs and a fit body. Her boobs were also on the smaller side, and the womens built-in bra concealed her nipples. Her mound was a little bump out, but her pussy was hidden beneath the lining/padding.
Sabrina and I watched Kayla show us a few steps, and then it was my turn. Sabrina gave me a pat on the bum as a way to say “you're up!”. Her hand hit just about center, which caught me off guard, but I didn't mind. Bum pats and high-fives were became the norm as a way to congratulate or encourage one another. At one point, Kayla was bending over to put her water bottle down, and Sabrina gave her a “you're up” pat. It turned into a prolonged hold as they chatted about what to do next. Kayla leaned into it, not minding at all, and becoming somewhat flushed.
The lesson was soon to begin, and the other girls started to arrive. We all made rounds of hugging and greeting each other. Kayla was still noticeably flushed as we all chatted. Heading out of the room, I told Sabrina to “go ahead”, as we reached the doorway at the same time. I guided her through with a hand on her bum, and she gave the sweetest smile back with a “thank you”.
In our studio room, Kayla fanned herself a bit as we progressed through basic warm-ups. As we moved about the room, I noticed that there was a thin strip of wetness showing along her pussy. Intrigued, I tried to casually look over at any opportunity. During our second 3-minute break, we both headed to our water bottles, which were next to each other on the far end of the room. When Kayla bent over, her pussy pressed against the non-padded crotch. The thin line of wetness along her slit stretched out as she bent, and some of her “pink” was transparent through the material. I'm glad I wasn't the only one getting aroused during class!
I started to get sexy thoughts and all worked up toward the end of class. Seeing Kayla wet was riveting, but I also got an unexpected surprise from Sabrina directly in front of me. We were doing arabesques, so her leg extensions gave me a direct line of sight to her crotch area. Her leotard wedgied a little, exposing both sides of her outer labia. The puffy skin folds enveloped the sides of the leotard’s crotch strip. Each lip was coated with a slippery clear wetness, undoubtedly originating from within her pussy. The inner part of her lips were the wettest, and it transferred as a distinct wet spot to the unprotected lilac spandex facing out.
Performing the same movement, my own pussy started to throb in this revealing and vulnerable pose. With every extension, I felt a little more wetness get added to the spandex. Then, I had an epiphany. This was my first arousal in my new Small leotard. There was less material overall, and it was stretched more significantly (and thinly) than my Large one. The smaller crotch strip couldn't contain my arousal, and I felt it spreading over to nearby bare skin. My Large leotard would become mostly transparent when wet and stretched, and the Small I had on was wetter and stretched even further!
Kim, our dance instructor, walked around the class and was checking everybody's form, and making comments and small manipulations, as needed. As she went around the room, I knew that she was being greeted by the presence of at least three young, wet pussies. As always, she made no mention of it at all, and it was business-as-usual.
After class, I had always just gone home in my leotard to change, but today, we weren't going straight home. In the changing room, there were two rows of benches in the middle of the room as well as one bench along one wall that was perpendicular to the others. Some wall space had plenty of hooks for coats or bags. On the wall opposite of the one with a bench, there was a full-length mirror that three people could comfortably use. The studio staggered lesson start and end times for crowd control, and we were the only ones in it now.
Kayla and Sabrina always went into the locker room together after a class, while the other girls and I immediately left. Stepping inside, Kayla went to her bag on the bench along the wall. I set up shop on the bench behind her that was perpendicular, being about 6 feet from each other. Sabrina put her bag down on the bench next to me.
Sabrina wasn't really changing, though. She slipped on a pair of athletic shorts over-top of her leotard and then meticulously pulled the pins out of her hair and brushed it at length. Facing me, she sat on the bench just a couple of feet away. If I had extended my leg, I would have touched her.
Kayla faced the wall, freed her arms from the camisole straps, and folded the top portion down to her waist. Taking a yellow tank out of her bag, she unrolled it and looked for the front. “Oh wow, you have a system!”, I said to her. “Huhh??”, she said curiously. “I hadn't thought to do that. I’ve just been taking the whole thing off”, I clarified. Turning partially around and showing her left boob from the side, she responded, “Hahaha that works, too!”. I wasn't really surprised by how she was changing. It was exactly how all girls in PE class did it. Sabrina chimed in, “I take the whole thing off, too. So much easier.”.
The three of us continued chatting away. Kayla pulled the tank over her head and was getting that situated. I thought, “you know what…just go for it”. I got my arms out and worked the leotard down to my waist. The thin shelf lining part fell away from my body, freeing both of my boobs. I didn't want to make eye contact with Sabrina, but I could see in my periphery that she was taking it all in.
I looked over at Kayla as she pulled the leotard down her bottom half with legs close together. It crumpled to the floor. Her bare bum was pale, delineated by a soft tan line from modest swim bottoms. It was toned and had a nice lift that accentuated her thigh gap even more. She bent over to pick her leotard, giving an unrestricted view of her from behind. Her pussy looked familiar from what I could see during class, but it was different seeing it bare. I could now make out the finer contours of her inner lips, and her slit was still wet from arousal, sweat, or maybe both. She slipped on a pair of pastel pink undies and jean shorts.
As I watched Kayla undress, I continued taking my leotard off as well. Once it was about to hit my hips, it still wouldn't drop freely. The fabric at the top part of my mound pulled away naturally, but the rest was sort of like removing a light adhesive sticker. My arousal fluid had spread and dried to an extent that sealed the fabric against me. I pulled the back portion easily over my bum and peeled the spandex gently away from the rest of my bare mound. I paused momentarily when I reached the top of my clit and re-positioned my grip. I delicately pulled the wettest fabric away, which continued throughout the length of the narrow, un-padded crotch strip. My lips stretched as they clung to the material. When finally separated, the weight of the leotard caused the whole thing to drop to my ankles. Sabrina literally had a front row seat, and it was exhilarating for me.
I bent over, like Kayla had done, to retrieve my fallen garment. Naked, I folded it nicely and put it on the bench to my left. Sabrina continued to brush her hair, but she was intently watching. My inner lips were flared out and still visibly wet. My mound, while moist, was air-drying much quicker now that it was exposed. I was starting to slip on my undies when Kayla turned around. Our eyes met briefly, before her gaze shifted lower. For a few seconds that seemed far longer, Kayla soaked in the sight of my unveiled, bare pussy until I pulled my undies all the way up. Now walking in front of me, she had a few more seconds to look at my boobs. I got my bra on quickly, but it was enough for her to get a lasting memory. After I finished getting dressed, we walked out together, hugged, and went our separate ways until the next class. xx
Author:CloverBunny | Category: Exhibitionism
