Are you an exhibitionist?

I have been fantasizing about exhibionism quite a bit lately. Still figuring out how and what and with whom I might be able to act on some of those fantasies.
 
The Exhibitionist

I bare myself for you.
For the way your eyes darken when the first strap slides off my shoulder,
for the tremor in your breath when you realize
I’m going to show you everything.

I strip because I crave your hunger.
I need to see it build in your gaze -
tightening around me,
pulling me open,
making me radiant.

I savor your silence.
Each gasp you try to swallow is a pulse under my skin.
Every inch I reveal makes me taller,
makes me wilder,
until I’m no longer just a body,
but a blaze you can’t look away from.

And when the final fabric hits the floor
and air licks every secret place,
and your eyes devour me whole -
that’s when I burn with splendor.
That’s when I become magnificent.

I want you ravenous.
I want you trembling at the sight,
undone by the simple fact
that I have given you everything to see
and nothing left to hide.

My climax is your hunger.
Your eyes are my altar.
And in that feral gaze,
I rise,
untouchable and offered,
burning for the pleasure of being seen by you.
 
The Exhibitionist

I bare myself for you.
For the way your eyes darken when the first strap slides off my shoulder,
for the tremor in your breath when you realize
I’m going to show you everything.

I strip because I crave your hunger.
I need to see it build in your gaze -
tightening around me,
pulling me open,
making me radiant.

I savor your silence.
Each gasp you try to swallow is a pulse under my skin.
Every inch I reveal makes me taller,
makes me wilder,
until I’m no longer just a body,
but a blaze you can’t look away from.

And when the final fabric hits the floor
and air licks every secret place,
and your eyes devour me whole -
that’s when I burn with splendor.
That’s when I become magnificent.

I want you ravenous.
I want you trembling at the sight,
undone by the simple fact
that I have given you everything to see
and nothing left to hide.

My climax is your hunger.
Your eyes are my altar.
And in that feral gaze,
I rise,
untouchable and offered,
burning for the pleasure of being seen by you.
Just beautiful! As an exhibitionist as well, this captures what I feel but have been unable to express anywhere nearly as well! Bravo! πŸ˜πŸ”­πŸ‘€πŸ˜ˆπŸ’¦πŸ’¦
 
What is it that:
* turns you on or
* frightens you or
* makes you feel alive?

Does taking photos to maybe find others to share with make those feelings enhanced?
Yes, I actually worry myself about how unashamed I am. +huge turn-on to share.

Not sure anyone measures up against @NightBirdNYC though. She takes quite some beating.
 
Yes, I actually worry myself about how unashamed I am. +huge turn-on to share.

Not sure anyone measures up against @NightBirdNYC though. She takes quite some beating.
We New Yorkers grow up with it I think! Looking out at neighboring high rises, I’d say a good 25% of them have telescopes in their windows, and I doubt that the tenants are all amateur astronomers! πŸ”­πŸ‘€πŸ˜πŸ˜ˆπŸ†πŸ‘…πŸ’¦πŸ’¦πŸ’¦
 
This is a fascinating topic.
I am always the first to jump in the pool naked.
I am always naked in the hot tub.
I go naked to the mixed sauna when and where it is permitted.
In Europe I seek out the nudist beaches.
I spend as much time as possible naked in my backyard. My private space-neighbours choice to look or not. I do have a 6’ fence on all sides.
I have posted plenty of pics here on Lit nude, in lingerie and a few cumshots too.

Do I qualify?
 
This is a fascinating topic.
I am always the first to jump in the pool naked.
I am always naked in the hot tub.
I go naked to the mixed sauna when and where it is permitted.
In Europe I seek out the nudist beaches.
I spend as much time as possible naked in my backyard. My private space-neighbours choice to look or not. I do have a 6’ fence on all sides.
I have posted plenty of pics here on Lit nude, in lingerie and a few cumshots too.

Do I qualify?
I'd love to be your neighbor
 
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