Responsible Exhibitionism

[ChanelleNo5]

I enjoy it, but due to my low self esteem I will usually only show off if it is requested or I am 99% sure the response will be positive.

Online here in my gallery has made me open up more because this place is some sort of enigma where people generally don't say mean shit. Off putting? Lots. But cruel, almost none.

In real life I have usually been drinking lol. I've definitely shown my tits in public more than anything else because I feel they're my best asset. But yeah only where it's "acceptable" like for beads at Mardi Gras, etc. The time that the most people have seen me at once was Mardi Gras in San Diego one year in my mid 20s. I have gone topless at a local nude beach and shown my boobs to many people just because they asked but it wasn't considered "public", like at a party or just in someone's home.

Riskiest was probably picking up a "friend" from the airport where he asked if I would wear a ripped wifebeater with no bra to the passenger pick up. I did it. Got out of the car to greet him in front of a bunch of strangers. Nothing was totally exposed but there wasn't much left to the imagination.

Lots of careful little flashes here and there.

 

[Pecker Check]

A hot and eager exhibitionist can become a voyeur's best friend. Sigh. I remember times going way back into my life when I found that hot guy who loves to be watched.

 

[merc41]

I enjoy it, but due to my low self esteem I will usually only show off if it is requested or I am 99% sure the response will be positive.

Online here in my gallery has made me open up more because this place is some sort of enigma where people generally don't say mean shit. Off putting? Lots. But cruel, almost none.

In real life I have usually been drinking lol. I've definitely shown my tits in public more than anything else because I feel they're my best asset. But yeah only where it's "acceptable" like for beads at Mardi Gras, etc. The time that the most people have seen me at once was Mardi Gras in San Diego one year in my mid 20s. I have gone topless at a local nude beach and shown my boobs to many people just because they asked but it wasn't considered "public", like at a party or just in someone's home.

Riskiest was probably picking up a "friend" from the airport where he asked if I would wear a ripped wifebeater with no bra to the passenger pick up. I did it. Got out of the car to greet him in front of a bunch of strangers. Nothing was totally exposed but there wasn't much left to the imagination.

Lots of careful little flashes here and there.

You are a very beautiful women. No room for lack of self esteem. With that cute smile and those wonderfully large tatas you should be proud. Smother me baby.

 

[deleted3995701]

I think I'm on the responsible exhibitionism side. I don't have any preference who sees my photos anymore as long as they're posted by me. I feel like this is a side of me that's been repressed and could only come out when I was in an altered state and long before I understood what the consequences could be.

Now that I'm making healthier life choices, the exhibitionist part of me is coming to the surface and I'm enjoying being able to explore it in a relatively safer manner. I don't honestly know what my gig is and until I figure it out, everyone's welcome to come along for the ride.

 

[iamjustme65]

I had no idea I would ever show myself until several years ago, bored with porn, I stumbled upon a cam broadcast site before they were all bought up and turned into pay sites.
I tried it... and was it ever a turn on.
Never did it on a large public setting, only some small sites etc. where there are not a huge number of people.
Love it. It's awesome

 

[WilliamG]

I think "responsible exhibitionism" is good for the soul for some of us. As long as it's put out in a place where like minded folks will enjoy it. The internet has opened this up for me. It's also given me invitation to be nude with others in certain situations. I used to wonder why so many older folks were the open nudists of the world. Well here I am... The older person now finally comfortable in my skin.

 

[deleted4696391]

This is a topic I can warm to. Having people look at me, consensually and in a non creepy way, is a bonafide turn on and probably my most persistent fantasy, going back a long while. But, yes, complex and complicated. It has to be just right to be hot - unwelcome gawking in the wrong context is the worst and will ruin my day.

By the way, men, I love my big boobs and would love to have them out more. They would enjoy being out more. But, men, if only you could play it cool. But, no, you can’t. So, they get put away. This, men, is called self sabotaging behaviour - it’s why you can’t have nice things. Like the song says, just play it cool, boy - not like a yo-yo schoolboy.

I digress. Here’s an example of a man who played it cool and got to see my tiddies. I am just back from a vacation in PEI. There’s a beach there I visited with my husband. We know that if you walk a kilometre or so from the more popular area there’s a zone with relaxed attire rules. We agree to this walk - we pre-establish whatever happens happens and each are free to let our flags fly, or not. Once there, its just a small handful of people, discrete and set well apart. Mostly older men, 60s and 70s, with corpulent lived-in bodies who do not give a fuck - cool, good for you guys. Two women who appear to be a couple at a distance, one topless one not - all casual, no one bothering, very nice. Husband and I are still both suited and we lie down on a towel for a rest (It’s actually a pretty long walk).

Along comes another couple. She is wearing a flattering one-piece. He is wearing sandals. He’s a pleasant looking handsome older guy with a fit, tan, body - like a current vintage Pierce Brosnan type kinda sorta. I notice him. His wife, or gf, is intimidating. They take their places and we all pretend that we are all not looking at each other. But, I can tell he has noticed me, little glances. I am *aware* of him. And then, I slither out of my bathing suit and have a casual little walk down to the water and back to look at shells and such (the ocean was real cold that day, else I may have froliced a bit.) Husband snorts when I return because he recognizes what’s what. We linger. We leave. There’s no interaction at all between us couples, but I know I have been observed by “PB“ (and gazed upon by Husband).

And I know this is a really pedestrian story which could be called “what happens at every beach”. But, the point is, that little interaction will keep me going for some time - it really doesn’t take much. The epilogue is that night we see the same couple at a restaurant a few tables over, and when we are leaving there is eye contact between me and “PB“ and just a little eyebrow nod and a smile, which says “we both have seen each other’s bits. Well done.” And, that, too, is just enough to steam my hotpot until September.

When I was in my 20s, that story would seem lame - I did lots of naked things then. There were no cell phones. Now, as the songs says, you’re all I need to get by.

(hope you enjoyed the wee story. now I am going to rub one out, as they say … )