He yawned as he sat down in the desk chair. His home office was shaping up nicely after the move, which made up for the solitude of having to work from home. D put down his tea and unlocked his computer to read up on the messages he’d missed since going to bed last night. He raised his arms up above his head, stretched them as he tilted his head from side to side and then dropped them down to click the notification on his Discord client. He snickered as he read through the latest gossip about the game he liked to play and sipped his tea. There was a message from her, too. She’d clearly been thinking about him again, which was nice to know. He typed her a quick “good morning!” and opened his calendar to find out that he had a relatively quiet day ahead of him. He took a big gulp of hot tea and got to work on a report that was due by the end of the week.
Tag: Exhibitionist
Shy Wife Goes To Strip Club
My wife Sharon has from time to time spoken about being curious about strip clubs. This is not something that I could ever press her on. She would clam up and act like I was a pervert. However, I have always kept this in the back of my mind.
I have a theory that all women, no matter how modest, have an exhibitionist streak in them to some degree. They like to show off, especially if they are attractive or have a nice body. My wife falls into both of these categories. At 42 she is a cute, thin brunette with perky A cup breasts. There are always guys hovering around her and she occasionally comes home with stories of being hit on. When it’s a young guy hitting on her, I’m assured of some action that night.
One night we were going out to dinner and the kids were with their grandparents. At dinner, as I plied her with wine, I tried to get her to admit to wanting to do something a little more sexually daring. She was being coy but I could see the wheels spinning in her head. Throughout dinner I would run my hand along her bare thigh under the table. At first she would brush my hand away and look around to see if anyone was looking but eventually she let me explore a little more. To make sure she stayed comfortable, I didn’t push her too far.
How our sex life got wild and kinky. [MF]
Husband here with a 2020 success story about how we reignited our sex life and a progress report on how it’s going. Apology for the long back story, you can skip ahead to the ** Good Part ** marker if you want. TLDR at end.
[MF] [ech] [mast] JACKING OFF FOR GIRLS – An erotic essay about how I like to jack off for girls ever since I was a teen. It’s something of a CFNM fetish. Wanking Literotica.
**You can view full the illustrated version of JERKING OFF FOR GIRLS at** [https://eroticprose.com/](https://eroticprose.com/)
Back in the day when ff.net allowed erotic stories like these, one reviewer wanted to know more about why & how I liked to jack off in front of girls as a teenager. I wrote most of this as a reply to her email, later I expanded it and posted it on a few sites. It’s an essay and not a story but it’s raw and explicit so why not share?
I like to jack off in front of a girl for the rush of adrenaline. It always makes me excited and nervous to know that I’m going to get naked (while she stays clothed) and that I’m going to show her in full my cock and balls and all they and my body go through from the moment my little, soft penis twitches to life to the point when I ejaculate, shivering and shaking for her.
Most boys might be too shy or embarrassed about it, fearing they might be humiliated by her but I’d rather let her see what’s going on because, I guess, I’m an exhibitionist and I don’t mind if she laughs or makes fun.
The Drive Home from Class- I unbutton my shorts and slide them down my leg.
I woke up this morning extremely horny, but not having time to do anything about it, I just got dressed for classes, not bothering with panties or a bra.
Instead I put on a pair of hip hugger, short, shorts (think Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders) that I like to wear when feeling randy. The shorts are actually kind of indecent, however my husband loves them and encourages me to wear them more often, Being hip huggers, they are lowcut in front, dipping down well below my belly button and stop just before my butt crack is exposed in back. The legs are short – short style, with some butt cheek showing in back. The front of them is the scandalous part. The crotch seem to have an XXX rated mind of its own. Every time I put them on, they automatically mold themselves around my camel toe, perfectly outlining my pussy for every one’s viewing pleasure, not to mention how they cling to my butt cheeks and go up my butt crack..
Getting Used to a foreign New World (Str8, exh, fantasy, freeuse)
Chapter 2: New Home, New Rules
The car entered a suburb. All around Arijit was typical American middle-class family homes. All were two stories, had front and back yards, and had their entire landscaping maintained by busy little active robotic drones.
“American robotic tech is amazing,” Arijit thought as little drones trimmed bushes. Every house had two or three. They could keep pests away, paint, mow, wash, and seal. Almost all manual labor had been automated about two decades ago unleashing a wave of innovation and creativity within the continent. A few houses in, Mr. Cummings pulled the car into a driveway.
Mr. Cummings helped Arijit unload his baggage and carry it in. Walking through the front door Mr. Cummings announced their arrival.
“Hello! Anybody here? We’re home,” he bellowed though no voices returned the call. Inside, Arijit noticed that the foyer was lined with cubbies and shelves. And on the shelves were all types of pants, skirts, shorts, and underwear. Arijit wasn’t comprehending what he was seeing but there was a section of shelving that was empty.
Victoria gets used for Performance Art [Exhibitionist, BDSM]
It was a simple gig, and as an actress I needed anything to build up my portfolio. A couple grand for a day’s work was also more than appreciated. The biggest issue with performance art is the boredom, and today was no exception. Well that and being chained to the wall.
Being metal the chains were surprisingly comfortable, Aleaonze had taken care to sculpt them to my wrists and ankles. And unlike real bindings they didn’t lock.
The piece was a take on the chains of consumer culture. Alternating with me was a supposed businessman in a fine grey suit, the ball on his chain a briefcase. I was the vapid influencer. The cuffs were made to look like fine jewelry, my makeup over done and dressed like I was thirsty for everyone’s attention.
All a bit on the nose and a bit sexist, but I’m no saint. I’ll play my part if the price is right.
The red dress was troublesome. The top had a diagonal slash that showed the top of my left breast, all of the valley and the bottom of my right one. The bottom was the classic too-short-for-daytime clubbing skirt. If I was on a night out this would have been fun.
Coming Out Part 4 [MFF Inc]
Part 4.
Last night, Alan and Wanda shared a coffee after work. Neither had young children to go home to, Wanda’s son was in college, Allan’s daughters were living their own lives. Wanda’s former husband was gone, Alan had no idea where, they were both were living alone. For Alan, it was a pleasant hour and a half, far longer than he would normally spend in a coffee lounge, having a light meal with a colleague. Ostensibly, they were working, going over their latest project and its presentation next week, but Alan found himself liking Wanda’s company. This all passed through his mind as he waited for the lift to go up to the forth floor apartment of his younger daughter, Andrea, and her lover, Mel, who were planning to be married soon.
He thought again about what had happened the last time he was here. His own daughter had watched his fucking of her girlfriend. She had then joined in, telling him of her suppressed desires. Andrea told him about her jealousy, both of her mother and her lover, for doing something she could not. He stood as the doors to the lift opened looking into the empty space. For the first time, he lost certainty. He knew what was going to happen if he was to get into the lift and go up to the forth floor. He was going to fuck his daughter.
[MOD POST] December 2020 Contest
The [r/gonewildstories](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/) monthly contest will highlight a specific theme for each month. Users can submit their posts for the contest, by tagging it with a special monthly Post Flair. The contest is open for the first 3 weeks of the month. At the end of the 3 weeks, whichever story has the most karma, wins. Contest winners will get a special flair, celebrating their win. And the winning story will be stickied on the top of the Sub for the last week.
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**Current Winner:** **November 2020 Theme: Swinging**
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**December 2020 Theme: Hotel Fun**
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The hot guys in my [F] office – Part 2
Part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/jz9mos/the_hot_guys_in_my_f_office_long/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/jz9mos/the_hot_guys_in_my_f_office_long/)
Part 2:
Callum led me to the cab and jumped in the front seat so James, Daniel and I got into the back. It had all happened so fast and I was still processing it. Of course I found Callum attractive and didn’t dislike how he had made me feel in the elevator but I felt duped and … more excited than ever. I wanted it. I wanted both of them in the same night.
I sat there in the cab feeling excited for what was to come. I could feel my panties were still soaked and my dress had ridden up when I got in the cab. My juices were most likely getting onto the cab seat … oops. As soon as he got into the cab next to me James put his hand on my thigh. He smiled at me and asked whether I was enjoying my night out with them. Fuck yes I was. He leaned in and kissed me while rubbing my thigh.