1. FLIRTING WITH EXHIBITIONISM AND i****t


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

    strange, but that's the best way I can describe it. &#034Congratulations, Tony&#034 Mom said, smiling at me. &#034You win the dare. You're stark naked outside. How does it feel?&#034 &#034Incredible,&#034 I said. &#034You ought to try it sometime, Mom.&#034 She laughed and shook her head. &#034No way. I'm just glad you can be so open with me and do whatever you wish.&#034 &#034Well, that's thanks to you,&#034 I reminded her. &#034You're the one who put me at ease with being naked around you. If it weren't for your tolerance, I'd be holed up in my room right now.&#034 She leaned over and squeezed my thigh and pecked my cheek. &#034Oh, you hermit, you! We don't want that.&#034 &#034Thanks, mom,&#034 I said. &#034You're the best.&#034 I stood up and I remember it was the bathtub incident all over again: I deliberately went out of my way to expose myself fully to my mother. We had kept the patio lights off, but there was enough light filtering out through the sliding glass door for me to be splashed by the orange glow of the lamplight from within the house. I was beginning to realize that there is casual nudity and there is erotic exposure and exhibitionism. The two aren't the same. You can be nude but not exposing yourself. I say this because I don't think I was so much exposed to my mother when we were both sitting side by side, but what I did next -- and some of the things I did later on -- moved me from being nude to the realm of being exposed and playing the exhibitionist. ...
    My mother was still sitting down and I stood right in front of her, with my crotch at her face level, just inches away from her eyes. Only then did I ask if she wanted a lemonade re-fill. She accepted and thanked me. When I returned with the filled glasses, I made it a point to stand right in front of her and hold the glass practically in front of my crotch. Mom thanked me and I watched her hand come within inches of my phallus. Her eyes stole a long glance before I moved away. Eventually, we called it an evening and went back inside. I was still riding an incredible erotic rush and I made it a point to come up behind Mom and give her a long bear hug as she was rinsing out the glasses at the sink. &#034My goodness, thank you, but what was that for?&#034 she asked. When she turned around, I could tell she was a little flustered. She was also gazing down at my bobbing penis and balls. &#034For being the very best,&#034 I said. &#034You really don't have to be so open, but I feel so at ease with you. Thanks again. I'll see you later.&#034 &#034I see you now,&#034 she joked. I was thrilled by her comment! It was the same kind of line that she'd given me in the bathroom, subtly calling attention to my phallus. I cupped my hands around my privates, but made sure to leave my penis partially exposed through my fingers. &#034No you don't!&#034 &#034I sure do!&#034 I pretended to be agitated and actually grabbed my member and pulled it upward and pretended to conceal it around my arm. ...
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