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How It Started

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How my love of exhibitionism and voyeurism began.


My love of exhibitionism and voyeurism started in my teen years. In the house behind ours, a girl two years older than me had a morning ritual. While getting ready for work, she would appear at her (upstairs) bedroom window topless. She wasn't particularly attractive, but... hey, I was a teenaged boy...Her breasts were quite large and she usually massaged them for a while before putting on a bra and moving away from the window - leaving me hard, horny, naked, and stroking just out of view of the window. A couple of times I saw her on a weekend, mid-morning. She seemed to be ready to go into her usual routine but then - maybe she saw that I was watching - I hoped so...because she jumped up, rather inelegantly, apparently trying to show her bush as well as her boobs. She struggled, but a couple of times I did see the top of her thick, dark pubes and shot my load.

 

Watching her triggered my own desire to expose myself, which continues to this day - 50 years on. Whenever I was alone in the house at night I indulged in increasingly risky nudity. Usually this involved walking around the upstairs of the house with lights out and all curtains open. As I grew bolder and more turned on I would stand closer and closer to the window, stroking my erection until I came. The next step was huge: I decided that I needed to take my kink outside. Now, there were houses very close to ours - just a few yards away on each side and behind. Across a narrow road, another row of houses - all two floors high. My first naked trip outside didn't last long. It was after midnight, dark except for street lights at the front of the house. I stepped out of the back door completely naked and hard at the thought of what I was doing. I managed about four steps into the yard before being overtaken by the most explosive orgasm I had ever experienced. Still shaking from the shear thrill, I scurried back into the house and cleaned up. I knew then that this would be a lifelong adventure.

 

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