As far as I can remember, I always been a kinky and pervy one and I always loved to show off my experiences, my desires, my naked self. Even if I have exhibitionist tendencies, writing is the most intimate thing for me so far, it’s more reveling. So this is my first writing as a grownup plus it’s the first time I am writing something consistent and personal in English… I really feel like coming to class naked in first grade… but let’s do it, that vicious scene is worth taking the chance of getting out of my comfort zone…
I hope it will open your appetite…!
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On a hot Sunday noon in Montreal’s heat wave, in my apartment, I am completely naked at the table. All windows are open. I listen to the noises coming from the back lane. I am sitting back to the front door which is wide open to let the breeze in.
It’s so hot, my hands are moist. Even if we chat about what is suppose to happen, you never really know who you’re dealing with. It’s a Russian roulette… it’s distressing… it’s very arousing… I hear someone going up the stairs. I press strongly my hands against each other for the last time. I inhale deeply. A hand on each thigh and I exhale insecurities. My door is closing smoothly and locked. The scene begins…