Fuck School: ProLog [exh, drugs]

*This is just the intro, to build up the world. The hardcore shit starts next chapter, which I’ll link to below.*

[Edit: forgot to put the fuckin story smh]

For the first time I can remember, I wake up in the AM. Rather than feeling exhausted, I shiver, caked in cold sweat. It’s the first day of school. For some, this day would be exhilarating. For others, frightening. For me, it’s both.

I’ve often had nightmares about returning to school, but this is the real thing. I’d thought it was all over when I graduated that shithole of a high school, but it was only the beginning.

The New Order demands that everyone complete the minimum curriculum, regardless of what they’ve graduated from in the past. Luckily for me, it’s just one class.

“Human Decency” they call it. Intended to educate those who are behind in the new ways of society, and reshape their morals to avoid harmful thinking. Sounds like Kindergarten all over again.

Good or bad, I’d have to face this some day. Even though attendance isn’t mandatory, being a minimum graduate does come with it’s advantages, as passing grants equal rights and opportunities, such as access to Silver Tier citizenship, allowing for more government supplied commodities than the basic needs provided for to all inhabitants.

[Str8; Mf(F); Exh; Voy; Age; BDSM] Cause for concern? – part 10

We go upstairs and Alice gives me her thong. The one that Mikey had used to masturbate. I take it to my bedroom and put in my bedside drawer.

When we are both changed, we get in the car and head for the stables.

We spend a pleasant afternoon together, enjoying our shared interest in horses and riding.

We return home to find that Mikey is already there. I go for a shower and change into yoga pants and a top. I do not change my thong and I do not put on a bra. Alice goes for a shower and comes back downstairs wrapped in her towel.

“I’ll get dressed for my party, after tea,” she tells us. “You haven’t forgot about my sleepover, have you mummy?”

“No, darling, I haven’t,” I reply, as I notice that Mikey takes in how little Alice’s towel covers.

We eat pizza for tea. Then Alice goes to get dressed and to get her things together for her sleepover.

I put the dishes in the dishwasher and then I say to Mikey, “Alice told me about the thong.” I wait for his reaction.

Misty Showing in Public – Young lady’s first public exposure. [F]

Misty is a fun loving attractive lady who has a zest for life and loves to be adventurous in a very sexual way and the events of this night were the start of her becoming an avid exhibitionist which turns us both on so much. She is a beautiful girl with blonde hair which she keeps stylishly cut just above her shoulders. Her face is really cute with a captivating smile and big blue eyes. She stands 5′-6″ tall with the classical 36/24/36 figure which gets noticed even when she is not showing it off. Her breasts are natural C cup size topped with silver dollar sized areola and prominent nipples that are about a quarter of an inch in diameter and stand out about a half an inch when excited. 

[M]ild exhibitionist got my engines going, but I couldn’t get up the nerve.

[TL:DR This is more of a gonemildstory about me creeping on an undergrad when I was in grad school. But, if you like exhibitionism you might like it. Or if you are a girl who wonders what is going through the mind of a guy you’re teasing you might like it.]

I was married in grad school, but I had a very wandering eye. And, whenever spring sprung, I had the hardest time concentrating because of all the young things with their pretty little dresses. One such day I was at a campus cafe, and I saw this beautiful asian girl in a little blue slip-dress walk in. Spaghetti straps, v-neck, and very short. As luck would have it, she took a seat near me on a long L-shaped bench. the bench was built into a corner, but it overlooked a staircase and the lower floor of the cafe. So the wall was only a half wall.

Anyway, I was near the corner, and she sits about 6 feet away from me on the other part of the bench. So, basically I’m looking straight at her profile. The skirt rides up so much and I couldn’t help stare at her gorgeous legs. Her ass was barely covered when she sat down.

My favorite canoeing trip, or, how my husband and I fucked our sexy friend on the Crystal River…[MFF, Exh, Nature, Cumslut]

“This is not my idea of romantic,” Juli sighed as she sipped her coffee.

“Oh c’mon!” My husband encouraged rubbing a hand against her knee in the backseat. “It’s gonna be great!”

I knew there was no talking him out of it. He had his determined face on, at five in the morning. Starbucks hadn’t even been open. We were forced to get coffee from our house as Chris strapped on the canoe.

“The sun isn’t even going to be up for another hour,” Juli moaned, “so why are we?”

“How ’bout you shut your cute little mouth and drink your coffee? We’re here,” Chris winked.

“Cute little mouth isn’t getting anywhere near your cock with comments like that,” she grumbled, pouring herself out of the car in a sleepy huddle.

He’d already begun to unload the canoe on the boat ramp. Being a local was beneficial. We knew the only ramp on Crystal River that wasn’t gated during off hours. We’d done this before. We would Park where everyone else would hours later and go canoe to watch the sunrise.

I was used to it. Juli wasn’t.

Masturbation Memories o[F] an Exhibitionist

Masturbation Memories o[F] an Exhibitionist

From my teen years to now, I’ve always loved being seen. I’ve always loved the idea of being seen even more so if I did not know who was watching me.

When I discovered my body as women tend to do growing up, I knew all the right buttons to push and pull and rub and squeeze. Knowing someone could walk in on me brought pleasure that much quicker. Thus began my adventure of private pleasure in public.

My first real thrill was in front of my window. My second story room had a window that was 1 foot tall and four feet wide. It was all the way at the top of the wall because of the way the garage connected to it. I would stand on my bed ass naked, my back to the closed but unlocked door. My face would start as the only visible part and I’d slowly stack up pillows until I could press my breasts against the cold glass. The climb up the window heightened every sensation. My body would turn electric while masturbating knowing anyone could see my tiddies.

[F4M] Texas Flight Attendant and Exhibitionist Reveals Her Layover Masturbation Fantasy [masturbation][exhibitionism][flight attendant][orgasm][striptease]

[Original Story With Sexy NSFW Home Made Video Collage Is HERE On IMGUR](https://imgur.com/cobnGTl)

I am a real Flight Attendant for a Major US Airline but what you wouldn’t know from your flight with me is that I am also an admitted exhibitionist, addicted really. My acted-out fantasy, my passion, is stripping from my uniform, dancing naked, and then masturbating to orgasm while being watched by a man or even a group of men if I can arrange it.

As a new hire flight attendant, I started out masturbating on my layovers for male flight attendants and pilots on my crew. As my confidence increased, I got bolder and, on one flight, even entertained my pilots while on my rest break with a visit to the cockpit on the long all-nighter to Europe.

I had only been to the cockpit twice before on international trips and found the pilots to be very nice. I was, admittedly, flirtatious with them as they were with me. I got the impression they enjoyed the diversion of having a pretty young flight attendant visit them on the long flight. We got into some turbulence and I teasingly said something about feeling my boobs shaking.

Fucking in the car after a night out is even more fun with three tongues… [MFF, Oral, Tension, Exh, Public]

I smiled at the jazzy rendition of “Baby One More Time,” being hammered out by the spirited pair of players at the piano bar. I stared across the tiny table at my husband. He had used product in his hair. I could hardly believe it. Then again, I’d spent far too long trimming my crotch into a neat and tidy landing strip. I had no idea what the night would bring, but I wanted to feel sexy in comparison to the smoldering goddess on my right.

Juli was a vision in shimmering silver. The cut was surprisingly classic. She could have fit right in whether it was 1920 or 2020. In fact, all of us were dressed to the nines. When we asked Juli where we should go on a date, she insisted that she wanted to go somewhere we’d always wanted to try but had never pulled the trigger on.

There was this dueling piano place an hour away. It was really classy. The dress code was formal. We’d always figured it would be dead. Who the hell dressed up to go get drunk at a piano bar? Turns out—a lot of people.

Exhibitionist Flight Attendant Strips From Her Uniform and Masturbates For Her Husband and His Poker Buddies [F4M] [exhibitionism][masturbation][orgasm][flight attendant][shared wife]

Original Story [With NSFW On/Off Style Home Video Collage is HERE ON IMGUR](https://imgur.com/ZA7vF9N)

I am a real flight attendant for a major US airline but what you wouldn’t know from your flight with me is that I am also an addicted exhibitionist.

My husband knows this and has, for the most part, supported me in acting out my exhibitionist fantasy on my airline layovers. I told him early on in our relationship that I had an exhibitionist compulsion that, instead of looking for a cure, I had learned to embrace. In other words, I wasn’t willing to give it up in a marriage. He claimed he understood and continues to try but he does have his jealous moments which I completely understand.

So he really surprised me one time when he said he had been talking to his friend who owns a machine shop just north of the San Antonio airport about having an after-work Friday night party and he wanted me to go.

I said, “It sounds to me like an all guys type of party. Why do you want me there?”

He said, “Because, my exhibitionist wife, we want you to be the entertainment.”

Season of Eros (Part 1) [MF] [MMF] [MFF] [Anal] [Soft huml] [Jealousy] [fantasy] [exh] [voy]

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are 18 years or older.\\

Dave woke up Sunday morning groggy and slow. Lying on his back he stared at the ceiling and sighed. He had spent most of the night drinking to calm his nerves. Dave knew the day was going to be a long and surreal one. There was grocery shopping that needed to be done and the bathroom of his new apartment needed to be painted. His girlfriend Sophie had told him there was no way she was going to let him do it all alone. This was his first relationship and they had been together for six months now. Dave loved that she was so willing to give up her day off to help him do chores. He had never met a woman so interested in him.