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I'm a builder and I must tell you of a recent experiance on a job where I was fitting a bathroom inside a bedroom. I must admit I take all opportunities to have a good sniff around a housewifes knicker drawer and soiled underware baskets when on the job. I was doing a job for a lady of about 65 who's husband was away on business. She was quite well built with a 54 inch bust and big hips. I could not wait to have a good sniff at her dirty knickers & tights. She would leave them lying on the floor near where I worked almost every day as if to tempt me to have a sniff. One morning she said she was going out shopping and would not be back for about 4 hours. That same morning she had disgarded her soiled pantygirdle and black tights over my toolbox. After she left I quickly grabed the dirty garments and examined the gussets. Boy they were severly soiled with her fanny stains and still moist as though she had cum in them that morning. The skid marks were out of this world and I immediatly shot my load in the gusset of her tights when I got a whiff. I looked in her knicker drawer and found a dildo which smelled like it was used that morning. As I had time I thought I would put the pantygirdle and tights on then satisfy myself in the anus with her dildo. I was in the middle of this when she walked in and caught me red handed. She said you dirty young man, wait till I tell your boss. I begged her not to tell as would lose my job and told her I would do anything she asked. Well I was in for it. she told me I must be punished for being a dirty boy and she instructed me to strip and prepare for a good spanking over her knee. The thought gave me an instant hard-on which she must have noticed. She sat on the bed and hitched up her skirt a little. She told me to bend over her knee this instant. I felt my cock rubbing against her tights which made me even more erect. She proceded to spank my anus realy hard and not the cheeks of my bum. This, after about two dozen slaps made my anus numb and all I felt for the next dozen slaps was a dull thud which rocked my penis and made me cum over her tights and pantygirdle. This made her take a hair brush to the cheeks of my arse, which stung like hell after a couple of dozen spanks. She then told me she would spank me every day before starting work and I also had to wash out her soiled underware everyday. Thats as far as it got and I hope I cum across another housewife like this again.

SEXUALITY: Heterosexual
GENDER: Male
TITLE: My exhibitionism

I have always loved being an exhibitionist. In high school while playing sports I wore cotton shorts which I'd modified so they became shorter and tighter. For swimming lessons I also used to wear speedos, which as the years passed became lower and lower at the front and back. My pubic hair was only just covered and on occasion peeked over the top, the grooves running from my hips were uncovered to within inches of my shaft, my suit even bisected the dimples on my butt cheeks ending with 2 inches of ass cleavage. I was not the only one in low cut speedos and I used to get a buzz dressed like this but never a raging woody, although when I went to the beach like this surrounded by other males and females in skimpy and low-slung suits my dick was definitely swelling. A few years ago I also used to wear tight jeans with no underwear and would stuff my dick and balls down my left trouser-leg. I would go out like this to attract the females but soon found that if I started to get excited my dick would swell and grow further down my trouser-leg. As I walked it would soon start to feel like I was being wanked and sometimes I would start to get wet. I got even wetter whenever my dick subsided as I would feel a bit of fluid suddenly leak out. Once while on a bus I was stood at the doors waiting for it to stop, just near a group of girls. I was already quite excited and long at around 5 inches and you could see the shape of my knob-end but my dick grew even more as one by one the girls whispered to each other and turned my way to give my crotch a good looking over. Then I got into lycra. I used to go out running, then started to cycle and later joined a gym. Just as before no underwear was the rule and I used to place my balls and shaft down my left leg although sometimes it was more comfortable to have everything pointing left and slightly downwards across my leg. This position was my favourite as it made each lump and bulge clearly visible. I bought several pairs of fairly light-weight tights which usually were a couple of sizes too small and which I used to pull up tight to skin-tight. I used to make sure that I stretched them tight over certain critical areas such as my package and ass. I couldn't even grip the material on my legs with my thumb and finger they were so tight. I started with black tights which are always good as they do have a certain sheen and obvious see-through quality when worn skin-tight. Then I bought some yellow tights which weren't quite as tight but soon found my best were some grey and purple tights. The purple tights were sprayed-on tight, thin and extremely see-through and you could clearly see my dick through the material. So tight you could often detect even the ridge of my foreskin and so transparent you could see my purple helmet against my leg through the thin and super stretched material. Of course, in all of my tights you could see my ass-crack. I would go out running and cycling dressed like this, once in black tights I ran past a couple who I heard express shock and disbelief as I sped past. While cycling in my purple tights I was checked out by girl cyclists and regularly car passengers would crane their heads round as they slowed down to pass by. One winter evening while running in my purple tights I was caught in a rain-storm. The sensation was electric as feeling wet all over and sensing that my tights had suddenly become even more see-through and visible to passing cars, my penis swelled to a near erection. Helped by an already well slicked leg and my rain soaked skin/lycra my dick started to slide upright and expand free of its cramped position. Unfortunately it never did rain while cycling in my grey tights but I often developed a damp patch which in it's own way is exciting as I tried to hide it but knew it was visible to anyone who wanted to take a really good look. This of course meant my already engorged dick was in a constant state of excitement. As people approached me, my dick grew and in quiet stretches of road it contracted and emptied a few more drops of precum adding even more to my visible sticky damp patch. I didn't want to be seen in my lycra by older people as I didn't want to shock them or give them heart failure - my thrill was being seen by people my age and preferable fellow lycra wearers. My fantasy was to have met a young female cyclist in tight see-through lycra who would take me to a clearing and give me a blow job and swallow it all. It never happened! Once while out cycling the tension was too great so I found a quiet wood and had a quick wank. At the gym I was a little less daring but regularly wore black lycra shorts. I still dressed down or to the left with my bulge clearly visible and still pulled them up to skin-tight. In general they weren't quite as see-through as my tights were as I didn't want to be thrown out of the gym although the backs became more see-through with washing and wearing. But it was just as exciting seeing all those girls dressed in tight lycra shorts, tights, thongs and one-piece unitards. Occasionally I pushed the limits with a red pair which were quite see-through. But the best I wore to the busy gym was a black pair of bib-shorts which were almost as painted on and nearly as see-through as my purple tights. I used to get excited in these bib-shorts knowing that bending over and crouching with weights and lying face down on the machines my ass was very visible, perhaps more so than in my tights. I was once seen at the gym by a female ex co-worker who was clearly surprised to see (lots more of) me. Word of my lycra spread at work, this led me going out with a co-worker. The gym had a pool, sauna and jacuzzi and I would wear a variety of swimwear. There were my blue speedos which while not as low as my pair from high-school days were still low and just skimmed my pubes and showed a little bit of cleavage. These had a racer cut so they had narrow sides of around an inch and the lower sides of my buttocks were bare. I cut the lining out of these and used to place my penis to the side and was always excited at the thought that it could poke out from under the side or the top as I swam or sat in the sauna or jacuzzi. Other times I wore a pair of white square cut speedos which when wet clearly showed my ass although I didn't dare cut the front lining out of these. I used to sit in the jacuzzi and when I was alone slip them down and let the waterjets pound my throbbing dick. I used to do this even with the jacuzzi door open so I'd have to carefully slip them up again if someone got in, mindful to leave around 2 inches of crack showing. Whenever I got out of the jacuzzi like this I always found the girls would be staring at my bum. As I was showing nearly everything in my lycra I decided I had to be even more daring at the beach. I decided to go to a clothing optional beach in a tight mesh thong and c*ck ring. I had shaved to ensure my balls were more visible. The thong front was just wide enough to cover my dick placed upright and my package was clearly visible from close-by. If I caught sight of a topless girl my penis would bob up and down under its transparent sheath and leave absolutely nothing to the imagination. My juices flowed freely, perhaps more than at any time I'd worn speedos or lycra and the c*ck ring kept me fairly engorged. Now and then I would look down to make sure my stiffy hadn't poked out of the top and I'd get a buzz from checking out my glistening purple helmet under the mesh. During the day several girls walked right past me and with nowhere to hide it I just let them check out my slippery pole. The next time I went I decided to go nude. The beach was longish but fairly narrow and nudists would go to the far end. I picked a spot at the far end of the beach near the shore, between a few topless girls on each side of me and some nudists behind me. I decided to lay there for a while with my thong on. Finally with a rush of blood and a dry mouth I slid my thong off and lay back with my legs slightly open and bent at the knees. I soon had to turnover as I could feel my dick growing erect so I spent a few more minutes on my back looking at other nudists. Once I had subsided a little I turned over and lay my legs out flat and open. I went for a nude swim walking right past the topless girls. On the way back to my towel, my penis - which was already about 4 or 5 inches in length and pointing to the ground like a water diviners rod - started to swell as it swayed and bounced about. Back at my spot I became more daring. I lay on my back with my legs wide open with my dick across my leg and a pool of precum on my thigh as the girls to my left stole the odd glance at my red cucumber pointing in their direction. From time to time I would change over and lie on my front with my legs equally wide apart hiding nothing from behind but covering a huge erection as I played with my nipples. After most people had left I needed to get some relief. I sat up with my splayed legs bent at the knees and set at the same angle as my growing erection. With nobody nearby I then started to quickly slap my dick against my left leg. As my erection grew I bent it under my left leg and slapped and rubbed my unsheathed knob across the underside of my left leg until I spurted right there on the beach.

SEXUALITY: Heterosexual
GENDER: Male
TITLE: the pool and school

When I was in my teens, we had a swimming pool in our backyard. The summer I was 14, my sister and I and a neighborhood girl who was a friend of my sister's were swimming one evening. The neighbor girl was 10 years old at the time, and like most children, she liked to jump in the water and make a big splash. There was no ladder leading up to the deck on the back side of the pool, so she had to lift herself up onto the deck with her hands. To do this, she practically had to leap out of the water! She was a tiny little girl, but very cute, even at that age. She was wearing a bikini her mother had made for her. I'm not sure if it was too large for her, or if the waist wasn't elasticized enough, or if the bottoms became too heavy from being wet, but when she leaped out of the water, her bikini bottoms fell to her knees, exposing her beautiful butt! She did not stop to pull her panties back up, but rather continued to lift herself out of the water, and did not bother to pull her panties back up until she was completely out of the water, and standing on the deck! She had remained naked until she was completely out of the water! And even then she only leisurely pulled her panties back up! The best part about all of this is that she was not the least bit embarrassed about what she had just done! In fact, she thought it was funny, and started giggling uncontrollably! "Butt" she wasn't done yet! A few minutes later, she wanted to dive into the pool again, so she gave us a repeat performance! Again she had to leap to lift herself out of the pool, again her panties dropped to her knees, again she continued to expose herself until she was out of the water, again she giggled like the little schoolgirl she was, and again she didn't seem to be in any hurry to pull her panties back up even once she was out of the water. I don't remember how many times she flashed herself to us that evening, but my sister was beginning to get angry with her for repeatedly exposing herself in my presence. She must have told her mother what had happened, because the next time she came over to swim, she was wearing a one-piece. But even then she seemed to let it ride up her crack. When I was in third grade, there was a girl in my class who frequently wore a brown and white checkered dress to school. This dress was very, very, very short! Even at that age, I had a leg fetish, so I really enjoyed seeing her in that dress! The waist of the dress was elasticized, and the skirt part of the dress flared out a little. One day, she wore that dress to school with sheer-to-the-waist pantyhose on underneath. When she went up on the slide that day at recess, I was amazed to discover that she was not wearing any panties underneath that dress, only those sheer pantyhose! She had come to school nearly naked! On other occasions, she wore that dress to school bare-legged, but with panties on underneath. I knew this because she was a bit of a klutz, and when she fell down, the skirt of that dress flew up and exposed her panties! But even though she WAS wearing panties this time, they were so thin that I could see right through them! Once when I was in eighth grade, I was taking a bath one evening right before bed when I heard what I thought was a wasp in the vent over the bathroom! I was scared of wasps, so I left the bathroom naked and went into the storage room. The storage room had a door which opened directly to the outside, so while I was in there, I thought, wouldn't it be cool to just go outside naked, even if only for a few seconds? It was after dark, and the rest of my family had gone to bed, so no one had seen me walk through the house. And since it was dark, no one had seen me when I went outside, either. Weren't many street lights in that neighborhood at the time. No one saw me, but I enjoyed doing it so much, I decided to do it again the next night. Eventually, I became a little more daring, and decided to leave the storage room light on, and eventually even the carport light, too, when I went out for my nightly stroll. I also gradually started venturing out further and further away from the house when I would go out there naked. Well, as luck would have it, one night about three weeks later, I was out in the middle of the driveway, almost out to the street, when I looked over to the house next door, and noticed the girl next door watching me! I'm not sure how long she had seen me, but I bolted back for the house! I had never been so embarrassed in all my life! Fortunately for me, she was not a blabbermouth, and apparently never told anyone, because I never heard anything back from anyone about it. Did I continue to go outside naked at night after that happened? Yes! Years later, when I started doing it again after laying off for a few years, I didn't even have to turn the outdoor lights on anymore because there were so many new street lights in the neighborhood. One night, I ventured all the way out to the county road wearing just my jacket! I was naked from the waist down. I would have gone completely naked except that it was cool that night. The only time I ever got scared when I went out for my naked walks was when a neighbor's dog barked at me! I had not even gotten as far down the driveway as I had the night the girl next door saw me! Years later, I was with a co-worker at her apartment sitting in her lap when she wanted to put her hand down my pants and feel my penis. I was okay with that, but my pants were too tight for her to reach in, so I unbuckled my belt, and unsnapped and unzipped my pants. When she reached in, she pulled my penis out, and exposed myself to her! I was only expecting her to feel of it; I didn't know she wanted to see it, too! It was embarrassing for me to be sitting there in her lap with my penis exposed to her. So I got up out of the chair and started undressing! I told her she could stop me anytime, but she didn't say a word, and just watched me continuing to undress. I didn't stop until I was completely naked! She then let out a little squeal of delight. I then sat back down in her lap, only this time completely naked, and let her continue to have fun with me. I was so comfortable that I stayed naked for most of the rest of the evening. Even after I got dressed again, I told her that I wanted to be naked again, so I once again took off my clothes. I was completely naked in front of her for hours that evening. And there were several repeat performances after that, both at my place and hers. Once, at my place, she wanted me to dance around naked for her, but I didn't do that. That was about the only request that she made from me that I refused. I was not in love with her or anything, but it was fun going around naked in front of her.

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