Exhibitionism

When she called me to the front, I thought she would merely point out muscles; I never imagined I’d end up naked, wet, and spread open before the other three.

My wife was only supposed to let herself be watched, but when she saw him touching himself in the armchair, she whispered that we shouldn’t leave him out.

Bruno summoned me to Inferno with a clear order, and when the other man touched me on the dance floor, I knew I wouldn’t leave intact.

I imagined your hands on the wheel and your cock in my mouth before reaching the sea; when the beach was empty, there was no stopping us.

It began with an indecent video call and ended at a private club where my wife decided to put no limits on anything.

I spread my legs beneath the table to provoke their looks, but I never imagined how far that night at the restaurant would go.

When she said she wanted to play with four men in the street, none of us imagined how far that night would go.

I went down to the parking garage with trembling legs, still sweaty, unaware that afternoon would end my fear of his desire.

I entered the path holding a stranger’s hand, with my husband keeping watch outside and my skirt clinging to my thighs from sheer arousal.

I woke naked among friends and a tattooed stranger; when I opened the window, I realized the dirtiest part was still to come.

I opened the door without panties, let him watch me all night, and ended up so wet I could barely hide it.

I wanted to play heroine on a rainy night, but when they cornered me in that alley I realized I’d provoked something far more dangerous.

I closed the curtain to try on a dress and ended up drenched, my back to the mirror, watching his erection outgrow his trousers.

When we saw the erection outlined beneath his swimsuit as he came out of the water, I knew that cove wasn’t going to end with a simple beer.

When she took off her bikini in front of strangers, I knew watching the sea wouldn’t be enough for me.

We never made it to the hotel: the moment we saw the empty alley, I knew he was going to fuck me right there against the wall.

We had spent years teasing him from the sand, but that afternoon my wife spread her legs wider, and I knew he wouldn’t be staying just to watch.

First there were his eyes from the building across the street; then, his bulge rubbing against me as we danced in my living room.

I watched her cross the park with feigned calm, knowing every step was designed to make someone fix their eyes on her.

I turned the toy on random before leaving the office. Twenty floors, a subway ride, and a park stood between me and home. I hadn’t calculated how much I could take.