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Soon as I was horny my buddies and I would go camping and get hard and shoot cum all weekend. My uncle found out and he took pictures of me he would show dad if I told on him, It was by him that I became so wild about my ability to to find incredible pleasure up and down my hardon that I got the habit to tease myself half the night. He had me at his cabin with his girl one time and she sucked me with the camera rolling. Now I like to do it fine and hard for my hot lady neighbour every sunday after tea.

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When I was in my early teens I started to shave my pubic hair, this gave me a good feeling inside. My home was in the country with a highway about 50 foot in frount, and there was no houses in site. To the left was a garage with no door in the frount. Atnight when there was no one there but me, I would stand on the frount porch nude and clean shaven with my genitals tucked between my legs. when a car would appear over the hpll about a quarter mile away, there lights shine on me, athrill would through my body. At first I would go inside when it was 500 foot or so, but as time passed by the braver I got untill one time the car passed by the house. The thrill was so great that a climax was allmost happing. When I found out that you could have a climax by doing chin-ups, I moved to the garage. By hanging from at the frount door a climax occurs, with a car getting close this would greatly increase the feeling. One night I was haning while a car approached, as it got closer the felling be came so intense I had to stay untill the climax came,and it was the same time the car was in frount of the garage. My body just shook with excitement that I never had before. This time the auto did see me, they turned around and came back to sit in the driveway in frount of the garage. I would hide in the back untill they left. But my body shook for along time after that, not frome alsot being caught, but being seen at the time of a climax

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Happily married guy who loves to expose himself. Best memory was at a fast food drive thru late at night with two college age ladies working. I drove a sports car so it sat low and they could see in well with the all the lights of the drive thru. I pulled my pants down to expose my bright flourescent orange G sring pouch. When I gave the girl my money she looked and smiled. She then asked the other girl to help her by giving me the change and my drink. She was pretty and took forever ogiling me while handing over the change. She closes the window and talks to her partner and they both bring over my order and ask to see more so I pull down the pouch to show my very hard 7 incher and my shaved pubes. They asked to see me stroke it which I did. I drove away and they waved and blew kisses.

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Everyone in high school wanted up her skirt. She masturbated in the bathroom very intensely and I could hear her moaning when our parents were gone out. I wondered about her extreme pleasure as I knocked the door and she invited me in. She watched my penis and hand and wanted to talk about boys. I told her how sexy she was in her short skirts and tight sweaters and said cumming is all they do think about. We had masturbation sessions that summer that lasted hours and did become naughty indeed. Her hard breasts and lips she gave me and I my tongue. I know it was extreme pleasure we both became addicted to. She lives far away now but we keep in touch on webcam!

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I discovered Exhibitionism in my early twenty's much by accident. Oner day while painting the house without warning the crotch in my pants ripped and all at once I was looking at a half exposed penis. This turned me on so much I had to immediatly masturbate. I then went back to work (I was by myself) and each time I squated down, and popped half way out the rip I was turned on. It wasn't long before I was purposly wearing those pants in public areas not exposed but knowing how close I was to falling out and enjoying every moment of it, what a turn on. As time went on I learned a few tricks I could use when I was ready and suspected someone else would enjoy shareing in the unexpected and emberissing moment "wink,wink". Squatting down to read the label of somthing on the bottom shelf, sitting down to try on a pair of shoes or simply tieing a loose shoe string are a few fun moments. In the summer short shorts did the trick. Usily people would try to act as they did not notice and that would be it. So much fun.

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I have been flashing since I was able to drive. I like to go to a parking lot where you can park left fender to left fender so I can get as close as possible to the drivers side. I watch the lot for hot women with shorts or miniskirts. then I wait till they go into the store, I park and unzip. I carry a towel to cover myself. when I see the women come out I start jacking. I time it so whe they are getting into the car to finish. several times the woman look up at me and smile as I am unloading.

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I was driving in the foothills of the Cascades East of Seattle WA, with my hand placed between my wife’s legs, gently stroking her through her tight fitting blue jeans. She tilted her seat back and adjusted slightly to give my middle finger a better position. I could feel her warmth rising through her jeans and into my hands. She was wearing a heavy green sweater, and a green silky blouse beneath that, but still the round firm breasts underneath made their quiet presence known. They made perfectly symmetrical mountains on each side of her passenger restraint, which made the valley between them all the more pronounced. The fact that even under all that material her curves were still noticeable was not lost on my imagination or on my own state of arousal. I made quick glances to the side to appreciate the beauty that is my _____. She is a slim 110 lbs, 5’6” blond with shoulder length hair. To see her slight wrist and fingers, one might expect her to be without curves, but such is not the case. She boasts a set of 36Cs to go along with a toned stomach and 36 inch hip to round out a fantastic butt. Even so, her legs and calves could arguably be her best feature. She is in fact a woman so fine that a man’s eye can’t help but look, but once caught, the eye is confused as to where to rest its gaze. I have watched many a man eye her up and down, and then go through the whole procedure once again as he tries to decide whether he is a face, tits, ass or leg man. Her green eyes were shut with pleasure and there was as slight smile on her face. She pushed my hand away and undid her jeans button and zipper. She arched up her back to slide her pants down to her knees. Her creamy skin settled back into the seat and she had on a silky red thong that seemed to be attached by a red string around the waist, creating a sort of red landing strip in the zone of opportunity. Her hand reached over to turn up the heat in the car, since now her lack of covering exposed a good deal of flesh, and she was a woman who valued her warmth. That was always an issue with us when we traveled, for I like a cool car, but she preferred the heater in the red zone. This time I didn’t argue. My hand slid now into the red silky area as she settled back into her seat. I moved up to fondle her breasts for a while, and then back to her hot crotch. Indeed, we could and have traveled this way for hours. My fingers now playing along side the red silk, then shooting underneath, and then digging as far as the material would allow. Then a gentle stroking for a long time as I can feel the engorged mound around the clit. She marvels how I can find it, but my fingers know her well. We continue at 70 MPH as I drive with one hand. I pass more cars than pass me, but generally I am staying with traffic. As we continue to play, her hand stroking my arm and her other hand playing with my hair, the dusk turns to nightfall. I enjoy being passed by SUVs and pickups, knowing that they are a few feet away from this amazing scene, but it is too dark to really be risking discovery. As we came up to the top of a mountain pass, I was boxed in by the cars in the passing lane and needed to slow down to 30 MPH behind a big rig. We topped the mountain just as I was pulling out to pass. The top of the pass was illuminated by street lights for the rest area. I happened to pass a maroon Peterbilt cab just as we passed under a street lamp - my hand still working my wife. As we slowly picked up speed past the trucker, he let a short blast of his air horn. The heat between Karen’s legs had an instant rush as if it were blushing from being caught. But the squirm in her chair and the moan from her throat seemed to say the rush was not from embarrassment. I slowed down to give the trucker a second look and to see what _____ would do. His engine was roaring to catch us and then the air brakes hissed to bring us to parallel speeds. For ten to fifteen seconds we stayed along side. My wife said, “I don’t know about this” but her hand betrayed her mouth as both her hands dove down near mine as she pushed underneath her silk to service her own needs. I sped up because two cars were moving up fast to pass. As they flashed past, I checked the mirror, pulled left and allowed the trucker to pull alongside once again. I put on the dome light. Karen didn’t say a word, but fingered her wet slit. As the trucker’s engine whined down, indicating the same cruising speed, she lifted her sweater from the bottom. I kept a finger and a thumb on her silk shirt to hold it down as the sweater came off over her head. Then she leaned over to make sure the heat was on high and the fan on full. Then her fingers took her silk shirt in hand and that too came off over her head. She leaned back into the seat wearing her matching red bra that she had recently purchased at Victoria’s Secret. Her bra set off her breasts in the best possible way. There was something about the half-light of the car dome that also served to accentuate the depth of her cleavage, which was considerable. From the side I saw two mountains heaving in heat, full orbs ready to burst out of their restraints. I was pleased to share this fine sight with this trucker. I found it powerfully arousing, and I found the pride I have in my wife’s body was only heightened by sharing it with this stranger. Again cars were pulling up fast so I sped ahead and then slowed down to let them pass. We negotiated two tight curves as the turbo whine of the 18 wheeler pulled close. My wife’s hands were on her breasts, my hand was on her crotch pulling the material aside. I split her lips with my fingers and exposed her to the man who wanted her, but couldn’t have her. I suggested that she take off her bra, and her hand reached back behind her. Her back arched and she turned her breasts towards the window and the bra became undone. Her breasts sprang free. I moved one hand to her left breast and pushed her towards the window. Her hips turned slightly and I reached down to grab her ass cheek as her hands dove down. I could feel her squirm and move and grind. The engine was roaring in our ears. The wheels of the 18 wheeler looked larger than our car and inches away. She moaned as orgasm swept over her in waves. I pulled ahead one more time, this time to out race the trucker until we could exit without a risk of being followed.

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I was circumcised at age 13. One of my female cousin, about 3 years older than me would keep me company whilst my parents were out at work. She would help with cleaning the wound. I would be naked from waist down and with my penis and testicles exposed - She would only cover me with a blanket when there were other people around. A few of my female cousins came to visit me after the circumcision and insisted on looking at my penis - and my caretaker cousin would pull the blanket covering to expose me. I almost always had an erection when they did that. They would all giggle. Even after my wound had healed and dried up, my cousin would still insist on helping with my bath and would lather and stroke my penis and testicles - always causing me to get an erection. I was embarrassed but somewhat enjoyed it too. A year later she teasingly reminded me of the occasion that she saw me naked during the time of the circumcision and teasingly asked me to strip to show her my penis to her - to her surprise I stripped my pants and pulled my briefs down for her to see. I was hoping that she would touch me and I instantly developed an erection when she grabbed my penis and stroked it. It was so nice. She continued stroking it and also to tease my testicles always with slow gentle strokes, even after I got wet. This time she just continued stroking it until I ejaculated.

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