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FLIRTING WITH EXHIBITIONISM AND i****t

Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: Taboo, Voyeur, Author: hard_for_yu, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

spread, and another and another. When we ran out, he'd grab another magazine and do it again and again at my signal, until I shot all over myself, on my stomach and thighs, or into a tissue. We stopped doing this when my cousin reached puberty. He didn't seem to be as comfortable or open as I was. But it was good clean fun, as far as I can remember it. Other than my cousin, I tried to be nude and exposed in front of a couple of friends. One of them got very antsy, I could tell. I think he thought I might be coming on to him by being nude around him so much of the time. That wasn't the case! I was literally just enjoying the comfort of being naked and the rush of exposing myself. Another friend of mine used to hang out with me and sometimes spend the night. Sometimes we'd sprawl out on the beds or the floor playing a board game and of course, I'd be stark naked. He didn't seem to care and just laughed about it and call me a &#034nudie fiend.&#034 I laughed with him, but at the same time, I was experiencing that special high that being nude in front of someone else gave me. I remember I used to like to lie on my stomach, on the carpeted floor, or on the bed. This way, I could grind my phallus onto the floor and make myself extremely hard. Then I had to concentrate to make myself go down a little. When I finally rolled onto my side, I would be semi-hard and thick. Neither one of us would mention it, but I'm sure my friend noticed. Eventually, I would excuse myself and go to the ... bathroom and masturbate. Of course, the biggest thrill of those early days was with my very accepting cousin, who actually helped me with my sessions by holding my magazines and turning the pages. CHAPTER NINE Of course, I haven't tried to relate every single incident that occurred in this wild ride. As I sit here winding this piece to its conclusion, myriad memories are rushing forward: I'm remembering countless other incidents that occurred in the course of day-to-day living and showing off. However, what is included in this memoir is more than sufficient, in my estimation. Instead of giving you an every-single-day chronicle, I've tried to highlight the most relevant incidents that together provide a clear chronicle of my movement from private nudism to full-blown exhibitionism to taboo territory. After the incident on the couch, in which I openly masturbated in front of my mother and she actually encouraged my actions and finally helped me out with her foot ministrations, I became much bolder about fondling myself in front of her. At the same time, I remember egging myself on to be more brazen in my antics. But how, I thought. How much more exposed can one be if they're standing completely naked in front of their parent? Then, one late night it hit me: a way to up the exposure ante. I put it into practice the very next day. That afternoon, Mom joined me in the bathroom as she so often did when nobody was around. This time, before getting into the bathtub, I moved around my ...