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Growing Up An Exhibitionist
by AB-2009 (address withheld)
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Growing up an exhibitionist. The true story as related
to me by Andrew of El Toro CA. This story was developed
through a series of emails. The experiences are
purported to be true and I have tried not to make any
significant changes to his story. (MF, FF, MM, exh,
1st, teens)
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Hi everyone! I would like to relate a true story to
give back to the erotic community that has given me so
much pleasure over the years. This story is true.
I'm now 52 years old and even though I love my wife
dearly, her sex drive is almost nonexistent where mine
is still roaring along unchanged.
20 years ago the only alternatives to miss-matched sex
drives would have been cheating or living in quiet
desperation. Luckily I can get by from reading the
erotic stories and watching sex videos on the internet.
That is the main reason I'm contributing a story. There
is another reason though; one day I read story written
by a guy by the name of Mike talked about his
exhibitionist life style. It hit a core deep down in
me, because I too was an exhibitionist in my younger
years. But unlike Mike my exhibitionism wasn't because
I was a shy a virgin until thirty-three.
My case was just the opposite. My first sexual
encounter was at fourteen when I was working on a
construction crew, building a sewage system for a
private summer camp. Camp was in session and although I
wasn't really part of the camp staff we did tent with
them. It was a wilderness style camp and everyone was
spread around throughout the 1150 acres of land, two to
a tent.
I don't know why, but for some reason I attracted this
older woman whose name was Heidi. She was beautiful and
so much more sophisticated than me. Her blonde hair and
her great body made me daydream just being around her.
Heidi was from Switzerland and all the older male
staffers were trying to jump her. She was very popular
with everyone and was extremely nice. I hadn't had any
real experience with women at that point, having led a
pretty sheltered life. But when she started coming over
to my tent to "talk" and began to lie next to me on my
cot while we all "talked" - well I didn't really know
what to do. (Nothing beyond talking happened because my
tent mate was always there and usually several other
hopeful guys too.)
Things came to a head when one weekend between camp
sessions when the place was pretty much closed down,
Heidi asked me if I wanted to go on an overnight hike
with her. Of course I said yes and we took our sleeping
bags and enough supplies for the weekend. I left camp
as a virgin but when we got back the next evening I'd
fucked a woman ten times and felt like a million
dollars.
I relate that little story only to make the point that
I started having sex fairly young for those times. And
I should also admit that it was the first time I
experienced exhibitionism. As I've already mentioned
Heidi had a great body and from the point we set up
camp to the moment that we began to pack up and get
ready to return to the main camp area, she was totally
naked, and so was I.
We had walked for maybe three hours, climbing over the
valley ridge where our main was position and by the
time we'd climbed to the top of the other side of the
next valley Heidi was wearing only her hiking boots and
her khaki shorts.
I was shocked but totally excided when we climbed that
second ridge and she jut pulled her t-shirt off over
her had, saying that she was hot and that this would
make her more comfortable.
When she suggested that I do the same thing, I did,
willingly. My only problem at that time was keeping my
boner disguised.
When she finally picked a lakeside campsite and
suggested that we go for a skinny dip, I was ready. By
that point I didn't care if she saw my boner, in fact I
wanted her to see it.
I actually lost my virginity in the lake, standing up
facing her. Heidi was an adept at positioning herself
to take dick. I was amazed that first time when I
actually slipped into her warmness without seemingly
any effort.
One minute we were in the water stomach deep, facing
each other, then I felt her fingers gripping my cool
stiff flesh and the next moment there was this heavenly
warm slick sensation as my teenage virgin cock slipped
into her willing slit. I stopped breathing and my mind
went numb.
After Heidi let me cum in her standing in the lake, we
went back to the campsite and she made us a wonderful
soup and scones for dinner. Then when it was dark we
zipped our sleeping bags together and fucked like
rabbits all night until dawn.
We'd walk around the forest naked and cooked our food
naked and even hiked for miles from our campsite naked.
I think that's why we had so much sex. I wasn't all
that much to look at, back then I was pretty skinny -
At 6-ft tall and 130 pounds I was a real beanpole. But
Heidi seemed to like the way I looked and my time with
her gave me two things. One was a new confidence around
women, and the other was an urge to be naked around
others.
After that weekend with Heidi I began to think about
exposing myself and would walk around without
underwear, wearing sweatpants just to have the feeling
of freedom. I didn't actually do anything about those
feelings until I met Imber. She was a big pretty Polish
girl that I started seeing in the 8th grade.
As I look back to that time I think that she was the
most exciting female I've ever known. I only wish that
I had known what I had with her, because I would have
enjoyed it much more than I did, if I'd known how
special she really was.
Imber was an honest to goodness slut. You hear stories
about bad girls when you're growing up, but you seldom
actually meet one. Well, Imber was truly the slut boys
dream about. She was as tall as I was and probably 15
pounds heavier than me. She was pretty and absolutely
the sexiest female I had ever met.
It was just a matter of timing. Imber's family moved
into our neighborhood (right next door to us.) in mid-
school year and since she was the same age as me she
attended the same school. We became friends and saw a
lot of each other and one thing led to another and
within several months we were having sex.
I can still remember the first time. I was sitting in
our carport taking a break from cleaning it up. (Back
then we had to perform chores to get an allowance from
our parents.)
Imber came over while I was on break and seemed in a
pouting mood. I asked her what the matter was and she
told me that she was just board and that she wanted to
do something new.
I had no idea what she meant, but when she said that
she wanted to make out with a boy, I was instantly
willing and hard. I suggested her place since she had
already mentioned that her folks and little sister had
gone for the day to her grandparents.
I remember her pretty face lighting up with a naughty
"let's be bad" look and she took my hand in hers and
led me over to her house. I'd just planned on kissing
her and maybe slipping a hand somewhere that it didn't
belong. But when Imber pulled me into her bedroom and
pushed me down on her bed, and then climbed on top of
me and started to suck my brains out through my mouth I
was suddenly ready for anything.
That first experience with Imber is still a little hazy
for me. All I can say is that one moment we were glued
together at the mouth and then miraculously we were
glued together at the crotch. I was banging away at her
and she was urging me on with her shapely legs reaching
for the ceiling and I was hearing some of the dirtiest
talk I'd ever heard from a girl. I was amazed that she
would say things like that and at the same time hugely
aroused by it.
Looking back over the three years that we went
together, the sex was the best I've ever had, and our
relationship was truly perverted. It was fantastically
wonderful. Imber would turn out to be the most sexually
inventive female I was ever to know, even to this day.
One day Imber showed up with a new camera. It was one
of the very first Polaroid Instant cameras that looked
like a bellows. One of the first things she wanted to
do was take pictures of my hard-on.
Then she wanted to pose for me, and I think if they had
something like a timer back then she'd have been taking
pictures of us screwing. But they didn't so she had to
be satisfied with individual shots. Or so I thought.
One Saturday afternoon when her parents were gone again
she called me on the phone to come over and make love
to her. I loved it when she did that out of the blue,
so I rushed over.
You can imagine my surprise when I found that her
little sister Karen was sitting on Imber's bed with the
camera in her hands and a big smile on her face. Karen
was a bit plain compared to Imber and I had never even
given her a thought before.
Anyway, I screeched to a halt with my shirt half pulled
off, sporting a boner that was as obvious as hell
poking out against my Levis. I looked at Imber and she
looked back at me with that naughty smile of hers and
she began to strip down.
I just stood rooted watching her undress. Then she was
naked and had crawled on the sheets with her knees up
and legs open, waiting for me. Karen had moved over to
the other side of the bed with eyes the size of
saucers. I'm sure she'd ever seen a totally naked girl
ready for sex before and I was pretty sure she hadn't
seen a naked guy either.
That day she got to see both, and she also got to see
both a guy and girl fucking each other's brains out. It
was fantastic to know that another girl was watching me
plug my girlfriend that she was Imber's sister and was
taking pictures while I did it, just added to my
excitement and I think to Imber's too.
As it turned out Karen was a pretty good photographer.
You could tell what we were doing, and I had to admit
we both looked sexy as hell. I still have some of those
pictures. They're a bit faded and yellowed now, but
every time I dig them out I end up masturbating to
them, remembering how intense those times were.
And yes, after a few sessions of picture taking, I
ended up poking Karen too. Looking back I think that if
Imber had thought of it, we would have brought someone
else in to take pictures of us doing a threesome. As it
was I did get some "girl on girl" shots of her and
Karen messing around. All of this was way a head of its
time, but that was Imber for you.
Then it happened. Imber started showing pictures of me
to her girlfriends. I first found out about it when
Mary, one of our classmates walked up to me at school
and said, "I wish I could see the real thing." She
giggled and looked down at my crotch.
Of course I didn't have a clue, but I could tell that
she was flirting with me, I just didn't know why. Then
she told me that Imber had shown her a bunch of
pictures of me nude, and that she thought I looked
nice. She said that she hadn't realized how big boys
could get down there when they were hard and that if I
ever wanted to show her she'd like to see it.
After that I noticed that a lot of the girls were
giving me knowing looks and giggling at me as I walked
by. I was suddenly the talk of the school. I didn't
mind that Imber had shown her girlfriends pictures of
me. As a mater-of-fact I was happy about it. It was
strangely pleasing to know that most of the girls in
school had seen me naked. And that most of them seemed
to like it.
That's when Imber got me into real exhibitionism. The
first time was at school and it involved Mary.
Apparently she wasn't kidding about wanting to see me
hard for real. I guess Imber and Mary had talked about
it and Imber told her that she could get me to expose
myself.
I had the impression that money changed hands, but I
would have done it for free. Keep in mind that this was
in 1967 or so and people didn't do things like this.
But Imber told Mary meet us in a vacant field after
school one day. There were some big trees to hide us
from passersby and I remember that I stood there while
Imber unsnapped my Levis and pulled my pants down.
In those days I could just will myself hard. All I had
to do was just imagine myself hard and up I'd go. And
that's what I did then. I stood in front of Mary, only
a couple of feet away from her and willed myself hard.
You should have seen her eyes. I watched her face and
her eyes widened as I went from a soft little dangling
thing to a big throbbing shiny shaft pointing up toward
her shocked face.
I got a nice bonus that afternoon; Imber talked Mary
into jacking me off. It was really something to stand
there in that vacant lot while my girlfriend gave
another girl instructions on how to masturbate a boy.
Feeling her hand on my dick made me cum within a minute
or so. That surprised Mary too. She'd never imagined
what actually happened when a boy came.
It was a short step from being masturbated in an empty
field to getting off at the movies. We'd go to the
evening movies and sit at the back. First Imber would
either give me a hand job - usually so someone near us
would notice. If that someone seemed to be into
watching us, she'd lean over and give me a sloppy
sounding blowjob. I was in heaven during those
evenings. I was getting both things I loved, sex and
exposing myself.
Then it was my turn, especially if we had gathered a
willing audience. I didn't mess around; I would just
scrunch down between her legs – kneeling in the isle
and eat her pussy. Imber always made quite a bit of
noise while I ate her and would usually pop open her
blouse and pinch and massage her nipples to add to both
her and the audience's pleasure.
There was the time when we went up to the reservoir and
hiked around to the far side where few people went.
Imber talked me into going out onto the shoreline and
we quickly stripped and Imber lay down on a blanked
we'd brought and pulled me down on top of her. We
fucked like bunnies in front of maybe a hundred people.
(They were across the lake from us) I didn't last more
than a minute, and as it turned out that was just as
well because the park rangers were hurrying around the
shore intent on grabbing the exhibitionists. We got
away without being identified, thank god.
Imber became bolder about her sexual encounters. Soon I
wasn't enough for her and she started screwing around
with other guys. At first I was hurt by this but soon
she had built quite a nucleus of guys and there were so
many jealous and hurt males around the school that I
overcame my feelings in time.
I preface the next little adventure by saying that I've
been happily married for almost 30 years and have two
wonderful children, but back then I was always horny,
and with Imber fucking all these different guys I
wasn't getting as much sex as I would have liked. I had
become used to a good satisfying fuck just about every
day. But in my "post Imber" days I was pretty much
celibate and not happy about it.
Then one night Imber called me on the phone and asked
me to come over to her place. I was over there in
record time. As I walked across the lawn I noticed a
strange car parked in her drive. Then I saw that Imber
was in the passenger seat, and Carl, one of the seniors
from school was behind the wheel.
It turned out that Imber wanted to do a threesome with
two boys and she'd picked us. I remember that we both
kept glancing at each other the whole way out to
lookout point; I think Carl was as worried as I was.
Imber wanted to be fucked by two guys at once and we
were going to do it in the back of Carl's big Pontiac.
I wasn't sure that I liked being naked around another
guy, especially with a hard-on. I'd never seen another
guy hard at that point and no guy had seen me that way
either and I'd have been perfectly happy to keep it
that way. But, and it was a big but, I did want sex
with Imber and if I had to share her with another naked
guy, well, I was going to have to go along with it.
Thankfully Carl ended up on the bottom and had Imber's
backdoor. The only down side to that was that I had to
KY his dick and help shove him in. But I soon forgot
about that once I thrust into Imber's hot moist cunt.
I'd been pining away for the feel of Imber's hot moist
hole and that was what I concentrated on.
Although, it was strangely arousing to feel another
man's dick rubbing against mine through the thin
membrane between Imber's cunt-hole and ass-hole. We
both fucked her like crazy and I remember her screaming
when she came.
Afterwards when we'd cum in our respective holes and
had pulled out, and while we were lying side by side
getting our breaths back, Imber made a ludicrous
suggestion. She suggested that Carl and I clean each
other off with our mouths.
I knew that there was no way I was going to suck Carl,
especially since he'd just come in Imber's ass. But as
I lay there sputtering in protest I watched Carl crawl
over to me and take my dick in his hand and lowered his
mouth to my cum slimed semi-hard cock.
I continued to lay there as Carl began to bob his head
over my instantly rejuvenated erection. Actually -
remembering back to that moment - I didn't cum but it
was a strange and erotic experience just the same. I'd
never have thought that Carl would suck another guy's
cock. But it did feel okay to have him do it, and he
did a pretty good job of it too.
Imber ended up mad at me because I wouldn't reciprocate
Carl's blowjob. That was almost the last time we had
sex. (Actually I think we might have done it a few more
times over the next couple of months.) But Imber never
invited me to another one of her threesomes. I think
she found a more pliant partner to go along with Carl.
Within six months or so from our last sexual encounter
Imber was pregnant and after dropping out of school she
and her family moved away. I never saw her again.
But Imber had firmly put me on the path of true
exhibitionism. From those days till only a few years
ago I would do things - that looking back - could have
easily landed me in jail.
During my college years I had somewhere around 30 sex
partners and all but two of them I was able to catch
our act on film. I was an early enthusiast of the video
recorder and later the camcorder. I had a set up that
would always crank out the most explicit scenes. I
always talked the girl I was with into doing it with
the light on.
I would say something like, "With a great body like
yours, why do it in the dark?" or "Gee baby I really
want to experience the whole package. I don't mind
seeing the body I'm making love to." I was telling the
truth, because I've always wanted the lights on even if
I wasn't recording.
But the real thrill for me was showing the films to my
buddies afterwards. The feeling of them watching me
naked and fucking a girl really crazed me out. Knowing
that they were turned-on watching us fuck, well, that
feeling was as good as the sex act to me.
Some years later I actually sold a few tapes to an
amateur porno distributor. The knowledge that my nude
butt could be humping the air as I plugged one of my
old college girlfriends - even as I write this - makes
me feel good somehow.
After college and once I got married and had to settle
down I tried a new angle or two. One was to take a few
close-up pictures of just my hard-on and watch for a
likely victim. Usually I'd stake out the local mall
parking lots. I'd look for a car full of teenage girls
and once they went into the mall I'd walk by their car
and slip a picture into the weather stripping of the
passenger window. Then I'd set up in the back of my van
with binoculars and wait for them to come out.
You know, its funny, but I always got the same
reaction. They'd come out not thinking about anything
in particular, they'd stand around waiting for the girl
who was driving to unlock the doors and then the girl
on the passenger side would see the back of the picture
and pull it loose.
She'd go ballistic, jumping around in fits of giggles
and all excited and then she'd show it to her friends
and they'd all do the same thing. It was a real turn-on
to see these pretty teens all excited because of a
picture of my hard cock. Teenage girls never
disappointed me.
But even watching pretty young women oohing and ahhing
a picture of my dick got old after a while. I mean
after a while when they always acted out the same way,
well, I could pretty much predict what would happen so
I stopped doing it.
Later on - when I was around about 40 - I owned a
Toyota Celica and was married with two kids by then. I
was horny all the time and even though I was getting
plentiful sex it was still pretty vanilla. My pretty
wife wasn't anything like Imber and although I loved to
make love to her I still craved an excitement that we
never would share with each other.
Anyway, I found myself sitting in the parking lot of a
grocery store waiting for my wife to buy the week's
food and the urge to jack off came over me. I didn't
have anything to cum in except my hand, not a Kleenex
to be seen. But I had an overpowering urge to get off
so I unbuttoned anyway.
I reclined the driver's seat a little bit and opened my
pants and began to jack off. I beat my meat slowly as I
watched the families and couples walk by unaware what I
was doing. I had a good cum and cleaned up well enough
not to have my wife notice.
After that I started doing that each week while waiting
for my wife to do her shopping. Then one afternoon I
got caught. I was jacking away when I head a voice at
my side. "Hey mister does that feel reeeaaall good?"
I knew that there was a teenage girl sticking fliers in
the windshield wipers of the cars around the parking
lot but I had lost track of her.
I started in surprise when she made her remark standing
just behind me to the side, looking in through the
window. Then I took the risk, I looked up into her
eyes.
Although she just giggled at me and made a remark about
how big I was and how much fun it looked like I was
having, afterwards I began to worry what might happen
if she told someone. Luckily she kept the experience to
herself.
Nowadays, I have a thing worked out that works well for
me. We live in a neighborhood that is mixed between
apartments and houses. Our house in built about thirty
feet away from two story apartments. I walk around the
back yard naked while I clean the pool and while I'm
floating around in my lounge chair.
All of the people in those apartments next to us are
young couples just starting out. Even though I'm 52
now, I think they get a perverse enjoyment at seeing
the old guy floating in his pool sporting an erection.
I know that I've caught at least one young wife with a
set of binoculars staring out the kitchen window at me.
The upside of my exhibitionism is that I've always
exercised and kept fit, so even now that I'm older my
body doesn't offend, at least not enough to get me
arrested. Yet.
THE END
Author's note: If this story sounds familiar it is
because I wrote it in 2001 under a different author
handle. I have revisited the story, fleshed it out and
republished it here. AB
More stories by me at:
http://www.asstr.org/~Kristen/ab2008/
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