Is it only Tuesday? It has been a very long week already.
I’ve spent the last several days doing a tease and denial exercise with some of my friends in TCOD and it has kept me a little busier than usual. I’ve enjoyed knowing that men all around the world are doing some things they would never ordinarily do – all because I asked them to. It’s especially delightful seeing how excited they are :) If you’re not already a member, you might consider joining and reading their descriptions of following my directions. Reading them certainly made *me* warm, anyway ;)
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On Thursday I’ll leave for a few days in the mountains (I hesitate to say this because I’ve jinxed myself the last few times I planned to go and had to cancel). Thanks to Wordpress’ scheduling feature, I’ll still have some posts popping up while I am gone. I won’t have access to the internet or to my cell phone (except in certain spots) so it’ll be an interesting few days. I’m wondering if withdrawal will set in before I leave to come back home.
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Today’s Terrific Tush Tuesday photo took me back in time to a few occasions when I’ve had a bit of outdoor fun. They were exhibitionistic in a sense because we did things in places where we shouldn’t have been doing them, but no one was close enough to actually see or hear. Those remain some of the most exciting times of my life and they leave me looking forward to further adventures of that sort.
I remember once having some very playful fun on the tram thing that takes one up to the top of Lookout Mountain in Chatanooga. There was only one other couple riding when we were; they were far in the back and we were right up front. My companion was quite nervous about public displays but they seemed to really excite him (besides, he never liked to tell me no).
When we began our ascent I reached down, unzipped his fly and freed his hardness. For a minute or so all I did was caress, my fingertips familiar enough with his body that I knew exactly what to do to drive him to the edge. As I teased, I began to whisper in his ear, telling him all the things I wanted to do when we returned to our hotel. It was quite obvious that he was having difficulty not moaning aloud but when I asked if he wanted to stop, he shook his head. “Accidentally” dropping my brochures on the floor, I knelt down to pick them up ;) I finished by teased a bit more, promising that later he would have some relief.
Smiles – all this happened before I even knew what being a Domme was. Imagine what I would have done to the man had I been a bit more informed ;)
What about you? Does exhibitionism or fringe exhibitionism excite you? Is it something you’ve done in the past? If you prefer not to be on that side of the coin, do you enjoy observing?
No related posts.
Well, aside from some passionate encounters in small tents in public campgrounds, there’s probably just one story I could share …
When I was in college I returned to town after an airplane trip, and a high school friend picked me up at the airport, accompanied by my college girlfriend. The three of us piled into the front seat of his car with my girlfriend in the middle, and as he drove us toward our neighborhood, she began talking, not particularly quietly, about what she wanted to do with me when we got to her apartment. Then she reached down and started caressing me through my jeans, all the while talking about what was going to happen at the end of our drive.
I was incredibly excited, and in retrospect I’m surprised that my friend, who was quite aware of all of this, was able to stay on the road. I think eventually he said something about cooling it, and my girlfriend sat primly back for the rest of the trip as though nothing had happened.
Ironically, the lovemaking back at her place afterwards wasn’t particularly spectacular. It just couldn’t measure up to the excitement of those moments in the car. :-(
Best,
Felix
p.s. This sounds an awful lot like a Penthouse Letter, doesn’t it?
I would probably be too nervous to be an exhibitionist. Watching if the others were aware of me would make me a little uncomfortable.
However I can’t get the image you created out my head. I wish you wound not do that.
What am I saying. Of course I like it when you do that. :-)
Have a good time on your trip. As a participant in your TCOD experience, I wondered after reading your individual responses to Day 1, how much of your time it was taking. I hope the experience is pleasing to you also.
On exhibitionism – in our 20’s, Mrs Will and I did a few things in places we won’t do them now. Ah, thanks for the memories ;-)
Will