Exhibitionism, The Start
I am an exhibitionist and indulge in Exhibitionism whenever I can. For those that need a definitive definition of what this is, here is the general description of the term from Google:
Exhibitionism involves exposing the genitals to become sexually excited or having a strong desire to be observed by other people during sexual activity.
I entered the world of Exhibitionism purely by mistake during my early adulthood years. My mother was extremely attractive for her age, she was a physical fitness fanatic. Even in her 40's she looked great in a string bikini with a curved body that women half her age wish they had. She would always attract attention from both sexes no matter where she was. When I was a few months into my 18th birthday, my mother and father divorced, she immediately remarried a much younger man of 14 years. I did not agree with the divorce and subsequent remarriage, my father was a good man and I loved him very much He had a temper but was never physical, he was a fair and honest man. His only fault was allowing my mother to do just about whatever she wanted. My father was the opposite in the age range, 15 years older than my mother. He never did embrace a healthy life style, especially as he got older. I felt my mom simply got tired of him over time, the age difference eventually got in the way and she wanted to desperately hang on to her youth by taking advantage of the attraction she received from younger men. I know she was cheating on him the last couple of years of their marriage, she made the divorce extremely complicated to the point my father simply gave up, wrote a check and moved out. will never forgive her for treating him the way she did. I wanted to get back at her somehow, make her feel degraded, perhaps the same feelings of betrayal she made my father feel after 15 plus years of marriage.
My mother dated her new boy-toy for about 6 months after the divorce was final, he then moved in right after they got married. I don't think he had much of a career since he was unemployed the entire time they were dating. My mom had money from the proceeds of the divorce so I figured she was supporting him for now. He was a very handsome man, with a very toned and muscular body, a gym rat I assumed just like my mom, letâs call him Rick for this narrative. My two older brothers had already moved out, so I was the remaining sibling living at home. Since Rick was unemployed, he was at home most of the time. I was attending early morning classes at a local Jr. College so I was not working either and was home a good portion of the day also.
The first few weeks after he moved in was very awkward, we did not have much of a relationship at first. When I looked at him I was unable to grasp the reality that this man is now my step-father. Our conversations where short, yet friendly, I knew he was trying to build some type of bond. My mother and Rick were engaged in sexual intercourse almost hourly when they were both at home, they were very vocal during sex, it was like they completely forgot there was another person at home. Another awkward item was their clothing or lack thereof. During the first marriage my mom would never walk around the house in her bra and panties, usually some tight shorts and a braw-less shirt but usually something in somewhat good taste. She always insisted I remain "a lady" and stay fully dressed when out of my room due to my older brothers. For whatever reason I felt she was overly conservative when it came to what I selected as clothing. During the second marriage she was the complete opposite, always in the skimpiest bra and panties or just a t-shirt, no bra and panties, yet continued to restrict what clothing I wanted. Rick enjoyed the freedom of walking around the house in just his boxer shorts and t-shirt. I could not help notice that there was a noticeable bulge between his legs, he either had a large penis or walked around the house with a partial erection. My mom and Rick were always physical, playing grab-ass even in my presence, she would always find a reason to grope Rick's crotch area or make some sexual remark about his size and stamina. It was cute at first, but I soon grew tired of it. I mentioned my dislike of this activity to my mother, but she was quite clear on the response and with a cold facial expression told me that if I did not like it, now that I am 18 I was always free to move out at my discretion.
My mom and I where constantly bumping heads on some of the silliest topics, especially when it came to clothing. I did a lot of bad stuff in spite of her during my late teens. For my latest round of defiance, I decided to take my momâs lead and when hanging around the house I would have minimal clothing. I had no other intentions at the time, only to make a point with my mom but it quickly escalated. As previously mention, I was three months into my 18th birthday, finally feeling like an adult. I know I look good, I have inherited some of my moms best features since I was petite just like her. I have a very slender yet curvy figure with perfect sized breasts, extremely firm with zero sag. They are topped with large bright pink nipples that stand out almost a half inch when aroused. I have a nice round backside with very toned legs. My dad was of Irish decent, so I got his flaming red hair, deep blue eye's, smooth light skin, perfect complexion with just the right amount of freckles, I also got his temper. The one unique feature I did not get from my mom is described below.
When I decided to embark on my skimpy clothed parade around the house, I selected a high-cut t-shirt with no bra. The cut was so high that whenever I moved my arms above my neck line you could easily see the lower part of my breasts. I also selected a an old white panty with the material so worn you can easily see my red bush hair pouring out the top, front and sides of the panty. The panty was also tight enough against my vagina that I was showing some serious camel toe.
My mother worked in the medical field, so she usually worked late and into the evenings. Rick, although unemployed did manage take care of the house and did most of the cooking when my mom was working late. He was in the kitchen getting a late dinner ready when I decided to give my first show. I walked into the kitchen very slowly, paused by the fridge to get a glass of water. I know my nipples where fully erect and could easily be seen through the flimsy t-shirt since I had played with myself using a vibrator for about 15 minutes in my room to get me into the mood so to speak.
I was expecting some type of immediate negative verbal response from Rick, like "put some clothes on will you?" or "your mom is not going to like this..." but instead he did not say a single word. He simply stopped what he was doing to look at me, really look at me! He made absolutely no effort to hide the fact that he was giving me his FULL visual attention, scanning me from head to toe, followed by a wide smile of acknowledgement. This reaction caught me off guard, I looked back to him and retuned a nervous smile. With the nervousness, there was also a little tingle of excitement and a desire to see just how far this would go. I took my glass of water and went into the family room, sat on a chair positioned directly in front of the kitchen. I reached over to a side table and picked up my iPad and pretended to watch something on YouTube with the volume just high enough for Rick to hear.
I peeked a glance over the iPad and Rick was just standing there in the kitchen, cooking utensils still in hand, his eyes glued directly in my general direction. Following his eyes, I could route a path directly to my crotch area. Knowing he was looking in my special area, I propped my two legs up on the chair, spreading myself wide and crossing my legs at the ankles to provide him a more direct and open view. For a petite woman, just under 5 foot and 100 pounds, I have a large and hairy vagina. My bush is deep red, I don't trim it much so in addition to read hair sneaking out around my panty lines I know the there isn't much left to the imagination when I where such a flimsy panty. My outer vagina lips are large and thick, they hang just beyond the hair line when I stand up. My vagina lips are big enough to easily show through tight and light colored panty, hence the ability to show serious camel toe. When I get excited sexually, my outer lips swell to even larger proportions, I start to flow juices easily when aroused so usually my large vagina lips are soaking my panties. I have always enjoyed pornography from my mid-late teens and when I compare photos of other young women's vagina's I know, from a visual perspective that I have is something real special.
I felt myself getting aroused knowing this older man was staring at my crotch, I could feel my outer lips swelling and the sensation of being wet deep inside me was increasing, obviously I must have had a growing wet spot in the center of my panties. Keeping my face behind the iPad I reached down with my left hand between my legs to feel my panty, it was wet as expected. I then started to feel uncomfortable, his endless gaze directly between my legs was now freaking me out so I broke the ice and shouted out âwhatâs for dinner?â I quickly uncrossing my legs and getting up off the chair, went back into the kitchen. Rick then turned in my direction to face me at which time I noticed he had a full sized erection in his boxer shorts, I could easily see through the light boxer shorts material that his penis was throbbing and the head of his shaft was almost fully visible from the bottom, right side of his boxers. He saw me glance down to look at his package, he did absolutely nothing to hide it, in fact he shifted his body to the left which exposed more, I could now see his entire penis head, he was definitely circumcised, the head was a deep pinkish red with a small slit. It seems my moms comments about his size were quite accurate.
I noticed Ricks breathing was more pronounced, his penis head seemed to move with every breath. I quickly looked up, our eyes met. He smiled and simply said, âfor you, dinner will always be a surprise.â I was dizzy with emotion, not knowing the immediate meaning of his response, I blurted something incoherent and ran quickly to my room and locked the door. I pulled off my panty, I was amazed on how soaking wet it was, obviously my vagina was reacting to the visual stimulus of Ricks erect cock, I was young and still technically a virgin, that does not work for me anymore. I am sure Rick must of noticed the outline of my vagina lips and the growing wet spot on my panty since he was aroused himself. I sat on my office chair, parted my legs and played with myself for about 20 minutes while thinking about how powerful I felt knowing my young body was able to produce such an intense, throbbing erection in an older man who was just simply looking at me. I felt a surge of extreme confidence, my venture into Exhibitionism has begun.
I am just starting this series of posts, since there were several interactions between Rick and I before I got my revenge, well sort of.... Of course due to COVID I have had to turn down the Exhibitionism dial quite a bit these days but I am looking forward when being in front of other people that doesn't require a mask and 6 feet of distance.
Exhibitionism involves exposing the genitals to become sexually excited or having a strong desire to be observed by other people during sexual activity.
I entered the world of Exhibitionism purely by mistake during my early adulthood years. My mother was extremely attractive for her age, she was a physical fitness fanatic. Even in her 40's she looked great in a string bikini with a curved body that women half her age wish they had. She would always attract attention from both sexes no matter where she was. When I was a few months into my 18th birthday, my mother and father divorced, she immediately remarried a much younger man of 14 years. I did not agree with the divorce and subsequent remarriage, my father was a good man and I loved him very much He had a temper but was never physical, he was a fair and honest man. His only fault was allowing my mother to do just about whatever she wanted. My father was the opposite in the age range, 15 years older than my mother. He never did embrace a healthy life style, especially as he got older. I felt my mom simply got tired of him over time, the age difference eventually got in the way and she wanted to desperately hang on to her youth by taking advantage of the attraction she received from younger men. I know she was cheating on him the last couple of years of their marriage, she made the divorce extremely complicated to the point my father simply gave up, wrote a check and moved out. will never forgive her for treating him the way she did. I wanted to get back at her somehow, make her feel degraded, perhaps the same feelings of betrayal she made my father feel after 15 plus years of marriage.
My mother dated her new boy-toy for about 6 months after the divorce was final, he then moved in right after they got married. I don't think he had much of a career since he was unemployed the entire time they were dating. My mom had money from the proceeds of the divorce so I figured she was supporting him for now. He was a very handsome man, with a very toned and muscular body, a gym rat I assumed just like my mom, letâs call him Rick for this narrative. My two older brothers had already moved out, so I was the remaining sibling living at home. Since Rick was unemployed, he was at home most of the time. I was attending early morning classes at a local Jr. College so I was not working either and was home a good portion of the day also.
The first few weeks after he moved in was very awkward, we did not have much of a relationship at first. When I looked at him I was unable to grasp the reality that this man is now my step-father. Our conversations where short, yet friendly, I knew he was trying to build some type of bond. My mother and Rick were engaged in sexual intercourse almost hourly when they were both at home, they were very vocal during sex, it was like they completely forgot there was another person at home. Another awkward item was their clothing or lack thereof. During the first marriage my mom would never walk around the house in her bra and panties, usually some tight shorts and a braw-less shirt but usually something in somewhat good taste. She always insisted I remain "a lady" and stay fully dressed when out of my room due to my older brothers. For whatever reason I felt she was overly conservative when it came to what I selected as clothing. During the second marriage she was the complete opposite, always in the skimpiest bra and panties or just a t-shirt, no bra and panties, yet continued to restrict what clothing I wanted. Rick enjoyed the freedom of walking around the house in just his boxer shorts and t-shirt. I could not help notice that there was a noticeable bulge between his legs, he either had a large penis or walked around the house with a partial erection. My mom and Rick were always physical, playing grab-ass even in my presence, she would always find a reason to grope Rick's crotch area or make some sexual remark about his size and stamina. It was cute at first, but I soon grew tired of it. I mentioned my dislike of this activity to my mother, but she was quite clear on the response and with a cold facial expression told me that if I did not like it, now that I am 18 I was always free to move out at my discretion.
My mom and I where constantly bumping heads on some of the silliest topics, especially when it came to clothing. I did a lot of bad stuff in spite of her during my late teens. For my latest round of defiance, I decided to take my momâs lead and when hanging around the house I would have minimal clothing. I had no other intentions at the time, only to make a point with my mom but it quickly escalated. As previously mention, I was three months into my 18th birthday, finally feeling like an adult. I know I look good, I have inherited some of my moms best features since I was petite just like her. I have a very slender yet curvy figure with perfect sized breasts, extremely firm with zero sag. They are topped with large bright pink nipples that stand out almost a half inch when aroused. I have a nice round backside with very toned legs. My dad was of Irish decent, so I got his flaming red hair, deep blue eye's, smooth light skin, perfect complexion with just the right amount of freckles, I also got his temper. The one unique feature I did not get from my mom is described below.
When I decided to embark on my skimpy clothed parade around the house, I selected a high-cut t-shirt with no bra. The cut was so high that whenever I moved my arms above my neck line you could easily see the lower part of my breasts. I also selected a an old white panty with the material so worn you can easily see my red bush hair pouring out the top, front and sides of the panty. The panty was also tight enough against my vagina that I was showing some serious camel toe.
My mother worked in the medical field, so she usually worked late and into the evenings. Rick, although unemployed did manage take care of the house and did most of the cooking when my mom was working late. He was in the kitchen getting a late dinner ready when I decided to give my first show. I walked into the kitchen very slowly, paused by the fridge to get a glass of water. I know my nipples where fully erect and could easily be seen through the flimsy t-shirt since I had played with myself using a vibrator for about 15 minutes in my room to get me into the mood so to speak.
I was expecting some type of immediate negative verbal response from Rick, like "put some clothes on will you?" or "your mom is not going to like this..." but instead he did not say a single word. He simply stopped what he was doing to look at me, really look at me! He made absolutely no effort to hide the fact that he was giving me his FULL visual attention, scanning me from head to toe, followed by a wide smile of acknowledgement. This reaction caught me off guard, I looked back to him and retuned a nervous smile. With the nervousness, there was also a little tingle of excitement and a desire to see just how far this would go. I took my glass of water and went into the family room, sat on a chair positioned directly in front of the kitchen. I reached over to a side table and picked up my iPad and pretended to watch something on YouTube with the volume just high enough for Rick to hear.
I peeked a glance over the iPad and Rick was just standing there in the kitchen, cooking utensils still in hand, his eyes glued directly in my general direction. Following his eyes, I could route a path directly to my crotch area. Knowing he was looking in my special area, I propped my two legs up on the chair, spreading myself wide and crossing my legs at the ankles to provide him a more direct and open view. For a petite woman, just under 5 foot and 100 pounds, I have a large and hairy vagina. My bush is deep red, I don't trim it much so in addition to read hair sneaking out around my panty lines I know the there isn't much left to the imagination when I where such a flimsy panty. My outer vagina lips are large and thick, they hang just beyond the hair line when I stand up. My vagina lips are big enough to easily show through tight and light colored panty, hence the ability to show serious camel toe. When I get excited sexually, my outer lips swell to even larger proportions, I start to flow juices easily when aroused so usually my large vagina lips are soaking my panties. I have always enjoyed pornography from my mid-late teens and when I compare photos of other young women's vagina's I know, from a visual perspective that I have is something real special.
I felt myself getting aroused knowing this older man was staring at my crotch, I could feel my outer lips swelling and the sensation of being wet deep inside me was increasing, obviously I must have had a growing wet spot in the center of my panties. Keeping my face behind the iPad I reached down with my left hand between my legs to feel my panty, it was wet as expected. I then started to feel uncomfortable, his endless gaze directly between my legs was now freaking me out so I broke the ice and shouted out âwhatâs for dinner?â I quickly uncrossing my legs and getting up off the chair, went back into the kitchen. Rick then turned in my direction to face me at which time I noticed he had a full sized erection in his boxer shorts, I could easily see through the light boxer shorts material that his penis was throbbing and the head of his shaft was almost fully visible from the bottom, right side of his boxers. He saw me glance down to look at his package, he did absolutely nothing to hide it, in fact he shifted his body to the left which exposed more, I could now see his entire penis head, he was definitely circumcised, the head was a deep pinkish red with a small slit. It seems my moms comments about his size were quite accurate.
I noticed Ricks breathing was more pronounced, his penis head seemed to move with every breath. I quickly looked up, our eyes met. He smiled and simply said, âfor you, dinner will always be a surprise.â I was dizzy with emotion, not knowing the immediate meaning of his response, I blurted something incoherent and ran quickly to my room and locked the door. I pulled off my panty, I was amazed on how soaking wet it was, obviously my vagina was reacting to the visual stimulus of Ricks erect cock, I was young and still technically a virgin, that does not work for me anymore. I am sure Rick must of noticed the outline of my vagina lips and the growing wet spot on my panty since he was aroused himself. I sat on my office chair, parted my legs and played with myself for about 20 minutes while thinking about how powerful I felt knowing my young body was able to produce such an intense, throbbing erection in an older man who was just simply looking at me. I felt a surge of extreme confidence, my venture into Exhibitionism has begun.
I am just starting this series of posts, since there were several interactions between Rick and I before I got my revenge, well sort of.... Of course due to COVID I have had to turn down the Exhibitionism dial quite a bit these days but I am looking forward when being in front of other people that doesn't require a mask and 6 feet of distance.
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