"Exposed...I Am The Exhibitionist"- 5/31
You don’t know this side of me. The rebel, The explorer, The risk-taker. You didn’t know that this side of me even existed. Sheltered, being as sheltered as I was, being as restricted as I used to be has unlocked, unleashed some hidden desires. I know of a girl, with a sexual appetite and an affinity for being a bit of an exhibitionist, for exposing herself. And as well she should. But, I was doing that well before she was born. Leave an 11, 12-year-old alone, who has never been able to be naked outside of a bathtub, and see what happens.
I had to be clever. My timing, right. I couldn’t risk having either of them come home and discover me….again. The deck was one of my favorite places. Go outside, take off my clothes and just sit out naked, free from everything. Free from judgment, from the negativity, from the haters. I liked being naked, outside, daring the risk of being seen. No one judges you when you’re laying out and no one is around. Yes, I would touch myself, I would get turned on. Being naked outside sends a rush through me. I’d touch my crotch, rubbing my cock, not caring at that moment if anyone sees, but also keeping in the back of my mind that anybody or either of them could come home at any time, which pissed me off because it had happened.
I can’t walk, we’ve established that right? So what does it tell you about someone who can’t walk, but can still move, takes off their clothes, scoots off of the deck, and lies in the grass, again tempting fate, risking getting caught, being discovered? That takes balls. And mine just happens to be exposed at the moment. (lol) I never came, but the sheer thrill of going out there, and shedding any insecurities, doing what society says shouldn’t be done, fuck what they say, they don’t live my life. Besides, sex isn’t all a physical state of mind. Real sex, good sex encompasses a physical, intellectual, emotional, and sometimes a spiritual response. So I did come to enjoy what I was doing….Read this paragraph again, and ask yourself, are they really a virgin? I’m like the comic book nerd, without the comic or the knowledge of everything Stars Wars. I may have never had sex, but believe me, I know things.
I used to live in a house that had a wrap-around porch, “thanks Dad”. the house was set back from the street so that no one would see you out on the porch at first or even second glance. Hmmm…you bet I did, especially on those hot days. And do you know how heat makes you horny? Oh, and we even had furniture outside. I enjoyed being out there, naked, risking myself all for the sake of freedom. For a bit of sanity from a world and people that you know wouldn’t understand why you do some of the things that you do.
Even now I still like to be naked, to expose myself. But I live in an area where people are roaming all the time. It’s frustrating, not being able to do the things that I want or be who I am. But like other things, I’ll adapt, I do adapt. I even have an idea or two that I’d like to try…I hope that I get the opportunity, soon.
I had to be clever. My timing, right. I couldn’t risk having either of them come home and discover me….again. The deck was one of my favorite places. Go outside, take off my clothes and just sit out naked, free from everything. Free from judgment, from the negativity, from the haters. I liked being naked, outside, daring the risk of being seen. No one judges you when you’re laying out and no one is around. Yes, I would touch myself, I would get turned on. Being naked outside sends a rush through me. I’d touch my crotch, rubbing my cock, not caring at that moment if anyone sees, but also keeping in the back of my mind that anybody or either of them could come home at any time, which pissed me off because it had happened.
I can’t walk, we’ve established that right? So what does it tell you about someone who can’t walk, but can still move, takes off their clothes, scoots off of the deck, and lies in the grass, again tempting fate, risking getting caught, being discovered? That takes balls. And mine just happens to be exposed at the moment. (lol) I never came, but the sheer thrill of going out there, and shedding any insecurities, doing what society says shouldn’t be done, fuck what they say, they don’t live my life. Besides, sex isn’t all a physical state of mind. Real sex, good sex encompasses a physical, intellectual, emotional, and sometimes a spiritual response. So I did come to enjoy what I was doing….Read this paragraph again, and ask yourself, are they really a virgin? I’m like the comic book nerd, without the comic or the knowledge of everything Stars Wars. I may have never had sex, but believe me, I know things.
I used to live in a house that had a wrap-around porch, “thanks Dad”. the house was set back from the street so that no one would see you out on the porch at first or even second glance. Hmmm…you bet I did, especially on those hot days. And do you know how heat makes you horny? Oh, and we even had furniture outside. I enjoyed being out there, naked, risking myself all for the sake of freedom. For a bit of sanity from a world and people that you know wouldn’t understand why you do some of the things that you do.
Even now I still like to be naked, to expose myself. But I live in an area where people are roaming all the time. It’s frustrating, not being able to do the things that I want or be who I am. But like other things, I’ll adapt, I do adapt. I even have an idea or two that I’d like to try…I hope that I get the opportunity, soon.
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