Disclaimer: Of course this is a work of fiction. Of course the characters do not exist. Of course this is solely borne out of the twisted mind of the author, Tony Reeno. Of course you should NOT try this at home (these are trained professionals). And of course you should not read this if you are under 18 years of age and/or living in a place that deems erotic fiction (and by extension, pornography) illegal.
I'm always interested in receiving feedback as well as your own tales of exhibitionism, home nudity and other antics as described in this story. Feel free to drop me a line.
I'm a flasher. For as long as I can remember, my awakening sexuality and ongoing sexuality has been linked to exhibitionism.
I'm also an unabashed lover of pornography. This is a story about both fixations.
Over the years, I have searched aggressively to find partners that will at least tolerate my flashing, if not help me in my endeavors. Oh, it sounds crazy, I know, but I have been lucky. I've managed to find three partners who were more than understanding of my needs. And two of the three actually got off on my showing off and actually helped me orchestrate some terrific events. My current longtime girlfriend is one of the three partners of which I speak. For example: