As Steve and I sat in the room in awkward silence my mind was racing and trying to decide just what to do with the situation that had presented itself. I could always just ask him to leave very politely of course. It was very obvious that Steve didn't plan on leaving our hotel room any time soon as he seemed to be making himself even more comfortable in the...
Rhonda was desperately trying on different items of her clothes for tonight's event. The time was almost up for her to leave. And different blouses and skirts were scattered about her adorned feet. She already had the basics done. Her brunette hair is done up fashionably with a few strands of hair naturally falling on her side and back. Black lingerie set sh...
This story, and all my stories, contain fictionalized characters from memories of my life. First, a little about me. As I write this I am a Black, sixty + year old, still sexually active, bi, woman. When this adventure started in my 30's. At 30 years old I was at about 125 pounds, today 140. I am still 5 foot 7 inches tall, what were 36 Cs are now 38 Ds. I...
Author's note: This is the sixth chapter in a story about my Discovering Sexuality and it builds into the characters slowly. If this interests you, start from chapter 1. If you don't like a slow start before the heated story lines, then please look elsewhere. I believe in developing a character and following their story. My story includes sexually explicit m...
The advert kept drawing her eye. 6 words that burned to the centre of her, melting something buried deep. 'Closet exhibitionist required for private project.' Closet exhibitionist described her perfectly. Or at least it described someone she used to be. ---- Kirsty had been something of a late developer, only blossoming into full womanhood during the lat...
Mary was as much of a whore, an exhibitionistic whore as Jim was a pervert, an incestuous pervert. Continued from Chapter 05: "Oh, my God, Grandma. That was amazing," he said wiping his mouth on a napkin his grandmother had beneath her empty wine class that she used as a coaster. "How did I do? Did you enjoy that? Did you have an orgasm? Did you cum?" She...
Warning - no sex in this story. Nothing nasty. So please skip it if that is what you like. This is entry level exhibitionism remembered years later. I realize only a small group of people like this style so please move on to something you'd enjoy more if that is not your style. Thank you! ***** Honey, Here are a few more things I remember doing in the 'sh...
For those not in the know, Jenny was a woman brought to the attention of the budding ENF community by her husband many years ago. Voluptuous but shy, gorgeous but clumsy, she's become a bit of a folk heroine in certain internet circles. She's been stripped out of more outfits than most women even own, always to her shock and embarrassment. For those who lov...
Looking back I guess I was very sexually reserved as a young person. But by 18 I was beginning to feel more relaxed about have sexual desires and fantasies. I didn't start masturbating until I was 19 but it soon became a very regular thing. I would often think about touching myself during the day and I thought I was terribly sexually liberated because I kn...
One thing that is very intriguing to me is the thought of my beautiful and very sexy wife exposing herself in public. Not the flasher type of exposing that would just be creepy with images of the creepy old man in the trench coat walking up to a beautiful lady and flashing his pathetic cock at her. No what really turns me on is the thought of her "accidental...