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It’s spring. Is there a topless beach or nude beach nearby? Check online for non-authorized-but-commonly-used skinny-dipping sites.
Can you say ‘wardrobe malfunction”? Choose your time, choose your place, choose your audience… (As one example, find a place where long escalators cross going up and down.)
Free-hiking. It’s a thing.
Braless and/or pantyless is always fun and makes casual flashing easy. For instance, ask directions from a cute guy on the side of the road when you’re driving. If you’re worried about safety, keep the door locked and just roll down the window a few inches.
Pantyless, with a short skirt, worn all day. Cross your legs from time to time.
Braless, very thin blouse covered with an opaque jacket. Choose when to take off the jacket and be silhouetted against a well-lit window.
Deep, deep neckline. Bend down in a restaurant to pick up a dropped spoon.
Deep-cut blouses or jackets without a blouse - let the girls swing. No nips showing, but eye-catching décolletage all day.
Modelling for art schools.
Tik Tok is all about challenges. Assuming you have the bod for it, pick the right ones.
Drive topless, especially at night. Easy fix if pulled over.
Exhibitionism doesn’t have to involve nudity. For instance, many bookstores have sections on sex. Openly browse for a fixed amount of time.
Obviously you want to pick the time and place - no sleezy bars or run-down neighbourhoods.
Have fun!
Can you say ‘wardrobe malfunction”? Choose your time, choose your place, choose your audience… (As one example, find a place where long escalators cross going up and down.)
Free-hiking. It’s a thing.
Braless and/or pantyless is always fun and makes casual flashing easy. For instance, ask directions from a cute guy on the side of the road when you’re driving. If you’re worried about safety, keep the door locked and just roll down the window a few inches.
Pantyless, with a short skirt, worn all day. Cross your legs from time to time.
Braless, very thin blouse covered with an opaque jacket. Choose when to take off the jacket and be silhouetted against a well-lit window.
Deep, deep neckline. Bend down in a restaurant to pick up a dropped spoon.
Deep-cut blouses or jackets without a blouse - let the girls swing. No nips showing, but eye-catching décolletage all day.
Modelling for art schools.
Tik Tok is all about challenges. Assuming you have the bod for it, pick the right ones.
Drive topless, especially at night. Easy fix if pulled over.
Exhibitionism doesn’t have to involve nudity. For instance, many bookstores have sections on sex. Openly browse for a fixed amount of time.
Obviously you want to pick the time and place - no sleezy bars or run-down neighbourhoods.
Have fun!
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A trick of one famous exhibitionist is to wear black sheer pantyhose under a skirt or minidress. From afar it looks like black leggings that every woman wears, but up close, she is showing herself quite bottomless. In that sense, you control how close you get to whom, but always wonder, "can they see" no matter how far they are away, making you trilled at what you are wearing/daring to show.
Try going skinny dipping at a secluded swimming hole
Generally, you are safe from police calls if you stay clear of other women who tend to be jealous of other women doing more than they would, and of course kids. So stick with male-dominated jobs because they tend to love something new in their day, and nudity: Standing beside a railroad track nude, for example.
Try going skinny dipping at a secluded swimming hole
Generally, you are safe from police calls if you stay clear of other women who tend to be jealous of other women doing more than they would, and of course kids. So stick with male-dominated jobs because they tend to love something new in their day, and nudity: Standing beside a railroad track nude, for example.
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Exhibitionist women are wonderful.
You could start on the beach, with the arrival of summer.
As has already been said, you don't have to be totally naked, a movement of the legs is more exciting, or it excites me a lot when a woman moves her swimsuit showing her pussy lips and lets herself be watched pretending nothing happened.
I hope my english is understood.
You could start on the beach, with the arrival of summer.
As has already been said, you don't have to be totally naked, a movement of the legs is more exciting, or it excites me a lot when a woman moves her swimsuit showing her pussy lips and lets herself be watched pretending nothing happened.
I hope my english is understood.
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ItalianBWC - Your English is excellent.
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Get a like minded friend, or two. She may not necessarily even participate, but be wingman, cover your back, literally if need be, and approve or even issue you challenges. But if she do indulge in the fun herself, there's competitive element.
One of best flashing shows I have ever experienced was on a public bus, on a drive trough the city center from central train station to suburbs shortly before midsummer not ten years ago. The drive wasn't that long, less than five miles, but due to traffic it can take anything from twelve to fifty minutes, and this was on the long side of that. The bus was totally packed through the center, but soon tinned out a bit. People were still standing, but I felt comfortable to take a seat without necesearily offending someone (being a still young able bodied man). The inside seat in first row right behind the third door (of four of a double length bus, behind the bending ring). The window seat had a cute young woman, a librarian type wearing slightly too much for the hot weather and suitably reading a thick book.
But instead my attention was soon stolen by three girls standing right at the door. All three were wearing rather smallish summer dresses (probably designer rags of incomprehensible price, but just as well self made, here you never know, different fashion each, but all risque in their own ways) and nothing else, shoes and jewelry not counting. They had tiny purses and one larger bag between them, and insisted on placing all that minimal luggage on the floor. Yes, right in front of the door, so they had to pick it all up at every stop, to let people pass out and in, and in addition their phones did ring, or they decided to get those out for one reason or another... And often enough they did it bending over on straight legs, or other times squatting down, knees apart, and similar, on and on.
So yes, rather soon I had my initial assessment of their wardrobe confirmed beyond reasonable doubt. And they had noticed my shyly interest, and seemingly decided the librarian was my girlfriend. Well, I did read her book at times when I really didn't know where to look. But me noticing them noticing me looking where I supposedly shouldn't, but was invited to, and them noticing me having noticed them noticing, the show went up a noth in both confidence and daring. Two of dresses had tiny shoulder straps that suddenly become unstable. The third was wide and loose, and when she bent towards me certain way, she might as well stand there naked, from my view she was.
By now I knew for sure they not only didn't have underwear but even tan lines. Still they had lot of fun without ever making it too obvious. The ride in the chaotic stop and start afternoon traffic was bumpy, the driver had to brake sharply more than one, and one of our girls, perhaps indeed inadvertently almost fell in my lap. Apparently I handed that right, as now the other two had to try that too!
The librarian still looked at her book, but hadn't turned pages in a while.
An extremely old woman in all black across the aisle started quietly cursing in Russian church speak, a shabby guy next to her laughed in his fist, blushing. Two couples standing in the bending ring craned necks trying to understand what going on. I didn't look back, party self conscious of being unintended part of the uninvited by now quite strip-show.
Well, the girls still pretend they gave me zero attention, lively talking between themselves and on the phones, apparently organizing a party. The day they, ostensibly, had spent on the beach, the most packed city beach there is, and I had no doubt their swimsuits, if even existed, didn't cover much for much of that. No, unlike most here by default, that one isn't clothing optional, and is even policed, but confident nice girls like those can get away with nudity effectively anywhere.
They finally bailed out at the university dorms. I, and the librarian both exited at the next stop, and turned to go back along the street the same way, still as if together. Now on the street, walking along, she said, as if to nobody, but maybe to me, "oh, that was... something."
"Yeh," I said, "I guess they thought we're a couple so I was safe to play." I snickered, "and I even rode an extra stop... just to avoid temptation to invite myself to whatever party they were setting up."
"Oh," my librarian blushed, "really? I did too."
One of best flashing shows I have ever experienced was on a public bus, on a drive trough the city center from central train station to suburbs shortly before midsummer not ten years ago. The drive wasn't that long, less than five miles, but due to traffic it can take anything from twelve to fifty minutes, and this was on the long side of that. The bus was totally packed through the center, but soon tinned out a bit. People were still standing, but I felt comfortable to take a seat without necesearily offending someone (being a still young able bodied man). The inside seat in first row right behind the third door (of four of a double length bus, behind the bending ring). The window seat had a cute young woman, a librarian type wearing slightly too much for the hot weather and suitably reading a thick book.
But instead my attention was soon stolen by three girls standing right at the door. All three were wearing rather smallish summer dresses (probably designer rags of incomprehensible price, but just as well self made, here you never know, different fashion each, but all risque in their own ways) and nothing else, shoes and jewelry not counting. They had tiny purses and one larger bag between them, and insisted on placing all that minimal luggage on the floor. Yes, right in front of the door, so they had to pick it all up at every stop, to let people pass out and in, and in addition their phones did ring, or they decided to get those out for one reason or another... And often enough they did it bending over on straight legs, or other times squatting down, knees apart, and similar, on and on.
So yes, rather soon I had my initial assessment of their wardrobe confirmed beyond reasonable doubt. And they had noticed my shyly interest, and seemingly decided the librarian was my girlfriend. Well, I did read her book at times when I really didn't know where to look. But me noticing them noticing me looking where I supposedly shouldn't, but was invited to, and them noticing me having noticed them noticing, the show went up a noth in both confidence and daring. Two of dresses had tiny shoulder straps that suddenly become unstable. The third was wide and loose, and when she bent towards me certain way, she might as well stand there naked, from my view she was.
By now I knew for sure they not only didn't have underwear but even tan lines. Still they had lot of fun without ever making it too obvious. The ride in the chaotic stop and start afternoon traffic was bumpy, the driver had to brake sharply more than one, and one of our girls, perhaps indeed inadvertently almost fell in my lap. Apparently I handed that right, as now the other two had to try that too!
The librarian still looked at her book, but hadn't turned pages in a while.
An extremely old woman in all black across the aisle started quietly cursing in Russian church speak, a shabby guy next to her laughed in his fist, blushing. Two couples standing in the bending ring craned necks trying to understand what going on. I didn't look back, party self conscious of being unintended part of the uninvited by now quite strip-show.
Well, the girls still pretend they gave me zero attention, lively talking between themselves and on the phones, apparently organizing a party. The day they, ostensibly, had spent on the beach, the most packed city beach there is, and I had no doubt their swimsuits, if even existed, didn't cover much for much of that. No, unlike most here by default, that one isn't clothing optional, and is even policed, but confident nice girls like those can get away with nudity effectively anywhere.
They finally bailed out at the university dorms. I, and the librarian both exited at the next stop, and turned to go back along the street the same way, still as if together. Now on the street, walking along, she said, as if to nobody, but maybe to me, "oh, that was... something."
"Yeh," I said, "I guess they thought we're a couple so I was safe to play." I snickered, "and I even rode an extra stop... just to avoid temptation to invite myself to whatever party they were setting up."
"Oh," my librarian blushed, "really? I did too."
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So, for a story to post on Literotica right?
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I worked in Toronto for a while. Our office was across the street from a nice hotel. The street was narrow enough that the buildings weren't that far apart. We had a morning meeting to start each day. Up in the corner of the whiteboard were three titles: "M", "F", "2+". Under those titles were "tick" marks counting how many times over the months the meeting was interrupted by someone looking across and saying "Naked guy!". Some guy or woman would be standing at the big windows naked, often looking down at the street below... never looking across at the conference room of people looking back.
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Standing naked behind a clear glass window makes you invisible. I used to visit a friend who lived in an apartment across the alley from a nudist who seemed oblivious to the group of young men watching her attend to domestic duties thus clad. And from my apartment I could watch if I so desired my neighbors fucking at all hours - they never drew the curtains. Of course, the exhibitionism may have been exactly what drove them. I never inquired nor complained.
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Perhaps, dress for work?
https://forum.literotica.com/threads/lasses-with-glasses.1465282/post-95275855
I'm sure that picture could inspire a story or ten also.
https://forum.literotica.com/threads/lasses-with-glasses.1465282/post-95275855
I'm sure that picture could inspire a story or ten also.
The "search for ever greater" exposure thrills could be certainly be made into a story idea. I'm not that way inclined, myself, but I'd guess that there's an addictive quality to this.
I might suggest that a female office worker in the City, on her way home by tube, suddenly realises that her unintentional repeated crossing of legs has been attracting attention from the seats opposite. Mortification sets in but, over ensuing days, this is replaced by nervous excitement and a desire to attract more. Lying in bed at night next to hubby, she finds herself having flashbacks to those moments. She becomes obsessed with "showing what she can" at the office while dreaming up deniability or excuses. Eventually she pushes things to the extent that she ends up having an office affair - and discovers that her new lover is a willing partner in crime, i.e. he becomes her accomplice in plotting and carrying out ever more outrageous acts of public exposure on her part.
Adrenaline junkie-ism is basically what we're talking about.
I might suggest that a female office worker in the City, on her way home by tube, suddenly realises that her unintentional repeated crossing of legs has been attracting attention from the seats opposite. Mortification sets in but, over ensuing days, this is replaced by nervous excitement and a desire to attract more. Lying in bed at night next to hubby, she finds herself having flashbacks to those moments. She becomes obsessed with "showing what she can" at the office while dreaming up deniability or excuses. Eventually she pushes things to the extent that she ends up having an office affair - and discovers that her new lover is a willing partner in crime, i.e. he becomes her accomplice in plotting and carrying out ever more outrageous acts of public exposure on her part.
Adrenaline junkie-ism is basically what we're talking about.
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I was having fun imagining things, so not all safe or realistic.
You're having sex in a motel and you leave the drapes cracked and some lights on just enough to make it look like you were being careless. After you finish, you hear a knock on the door, and you see a note under the door that says "We liked the show. Want to see us? Room 227, 10pm"
Sneaking out to have sex in the gazebo at your parents house at sunset where the neighbors might see you silhouetted by the setting sun.
You live in a building downtown that has a doorman, he's young, friendly, handsome, flirty, and very helpful. You decide you want to give him a show for his birthday, so you figure out where every security camera on his desk is pointed. You get a bunch of friends to all dress up in their sexiest under overcoats and you all flash him at once. Somehow that camera backup DVD went missing after that.
I used to live in a town with a lot of freight trains that passed through, they went fairly slowly. I imagine setting up a scene where you hopped onto a train, stripped and put on some bondage gear, your lover tied you up in the open door of a boxcar on display, played with you through town, you got dressed again and then hopped back off. You could have a few kinky friends stationed with cameras along the way and they could pick you up at the end of the ride. Extra points if there happened to be someone in the boxcar you choose and he jacks off to your show.
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Go to a body paint artist and have them paint jeans and a top on you, and go for a walk in the evening while naked. Have your lover carry a rolled up oversized t-shirt if you need a fast getaway.
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i remember buying their book , clothed with the sun, through the mail. i had found my first nude beach by chance as a teen. i loved it. i wanted to explore more
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have you been to blacks beach?
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I have not. I learned about Naturism from my college roommate.
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i used to like going off in the woods as a kid and taking off my clothes and walking around. going swimming id swim out away from others and take my suit off and hold it in my hand. i had cousins in canada with a camp along a river. we would go naked to the river with soap and shampoo to wash each morning. as a young teenager some friends
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Looks like your post got cut off at the end...its missing the conclusion
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If you really want to take your exhibitionism to the next level you can always go to one of those strip bars that have "amateur night" - when anybody can get up on stage and do a strip show. Do it out of town where you can be sure nobody will recognize you. Just make sure you're prepared and have rehearsed what you're going to do. You don't have to get fully naked if you don't want to.
I once did a live, private strip show for a room full of women who had arranged a hen party but the stripper couldn't make it at the last minute. One of the women (a former girlfriend) had mentioned it to me and on an impulse I said I'd fill in. She thought I was joking but in the end we arranged it and I went ahead. It was nerve-wracking at first and I nearly called it off, but in the end it was a lot of fun and a total turn-on for me. I got a huge boner seeing them all watching me and it was all I could do to stop myself cumming before the end. The women seemed to enjoy it too - they were cheering and a few of them took their shirts and bras off and jiggled their tits about. They knew I wasn't a pro stripper so their expectations were lowered, I guess.
I once did a live, private strip show for a room full of women who had arranged a hen party but the stripper couldn't make it at the last minute. One of the women (a former girlfriend) had mentioned it to me and on an impulse I said I'd fill in. She thought I was joking but in the end we arranged it and I went ahead. It was nerve-wracking at first and I nearly called it off, but in the end it was a lot of fun and a total turn-on for me. I got a huge boner seeing them all watching me and it was all I could do to stop myself cumming before the end. The women seemed to enjoy it too - they were cheering and a few of them took their shirts and bras off and jiggled their tits about. They knew I wasn't a pro stripper so their expectations were lowered, I guess.
Hello, thanks for posting and asking for our input. Any kind of hiking that involves nudity can be fun. You can find a remote or secluded spot and get naughty. If you're feeling really daring, strip completely naked, leave your clothes in a pile and walk away from them for as far as you dare. Go that one step further and film yourself then post it online if you dare. Good luck and enjoy!
