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15286.
I'm 20 now and still have an obsession to expose myself to guys. I was a chunky or lets say fat little girl and by the time I began to develop was very self concious about my weight. My mom helped me very much with my diet and while I was in 8th grade I lost 35 pounds. It was a different world to me and the neighborhood boys began paying attention to me. So much so that two brothers who lived close by began peeking in my bedroom window at night. There is a field behind our house and my room is in the rear of the house on the first floor. The first time I knew for sure they were looking in at me I went into my brothers room and saw them from the window. My brother was away at camp that night. I knew they both must have seen me in my night cloths or maybe in my bra and panties but doubted if the actully saw me naked. I wasn't mad about it and to be honest was finally proud of my figure after so many years of being made fun of about my weight. I didn't do it all the time but started leaving my window open enough for them to see in my room. I knew they could see my bedroom window from across the field and I would turn my light on and look out of the side window to see if they were coming over. The first few months they would come across the field at least once or twice a week and watch me. I was nervous about it but still shy enough at the time that I would only let them see me in my underware or night cloths. I ocassionally looked out of the side window to see if they were still looking in at me and would watch tv or just go around my room doing things or brushing my hair. It excited me knowing they were so interested in me that I would masturbate after they went home. Six months or more went by and I began to just be in my bra and panties more often and let them see me wearing my thongs. Then one night I decided to let them see my boobs and tried on a few different bras knowing they were at the window. It was arousing to me and I began exposing myself more each time. They had no way of seeing into my bathroom so I started coming back to my room with just a wrap around me. The first time I let them see me completly naked it did embarrass me a little but it also got me aroused by doing it. From that time on everytime they came over I let them see me naked for longer periods of time. The minute I knew they left and went home I had to masturbate and was so turned on by it. I still don't know why, but it seemed they were there watching me almost every Sunday night, but various other nights during the week. Probably a year went by and they began bringing other boys with them. Some I knew from the neighborhood but others I never saw before. There was rarely more than three of them each of those nights but instead of closing my window I became more excited by it. No matter what night it was I always masturbated afterwards. I knew I had become an exibitionist but it was so arousing to me I couldn't stop. I sometimes stayed naked in my room for an hour or more before putting on my night clothes. It got more intense for me and I'm still not sure even now how many different guys had watched me then. I did this all through my high school years and even began letting them watch me masturbate. I eventually went to extremes and even began shaving my pubic hair after awhile. When I think back about it, I let them see me do things that would be completly humiliating to a normal person. I not only masturbated knowing they were watching me but I would do it in many different ways fully exposing myself. I would masturbate on my bed most of the time making sure my legs were wide open and sometimes kneel with my rear facing the window. I used a dildo often but sometimes would just hump a pillow. The more of my body they saw the more exciting it became. Even if I had my period I at least let them see me naked and I sometimes let them watch as I put a tampon in me. No matter what I did or how I did it I was not the least bit embarrassed by it. I started college last year and since then would say about 20 guys have seen me naked. I have had sex with three differnt guys so far but have also flashed my breasts in front of many. Some of the other girls do that also but I doubt if many go to the extremes that I do. For me its a compulsion or perhaps a fetish and I get aroused by it every time. I have went so far, that a few of my brothersa friends have seen me naked and one of them told my brother about it. I acted suprised when he confronted me about it and know he was mad at me. I think he suspects I knowing did it but I denied that I did and told him I didn't know his friend saw me, obviously the others never told him. I have to be more careful at home but in the dorm I am able to expose myself often. A few girlfriends have told me differnt guys said they saw me naked but I always tell them I didn't know they did and act as though it was their fault or an accident. I never admit to anyone that I do or did any of it purposely.
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15243.
When I was in my late teens I began to expose myself and have since become much worse than a exibitionist. My stepfather had seen me naked often over a few years and it always excited me. He never tried to do anything with me but I knew he enjoyed seeing me naked. Several times I masturbated knowing he was looking in my room. I never did this if my mother was home and am sure he knew I did it intentionally. I moved out when I was twenty and met Darren. He is twelve years older and I found out he was married almost right away. I am not in love with him but the sex is wonderful and he is very wealthy. I could tell him anything and I'm sure he has treated me so well only for the sex and has no intentions of leaving his wife. He was very honest with me from the start and I still see him twice a week for the last three years. I didn't expose myself to other men that often but still did when the oppurtunity arose. I think he suspected how I liked to be seen naked and one night I admitted to him how much it turned me on. I still don't know if I was manipulated by him or if it was I that started it. He laughed about it when I first told him and asked me what my fantasies were. I admitted right away that I liked strange men seeing me naked and fantasized about them watching me masturbate. I also confessed that I had thoughts of having gyno exams by strange men, not real doctors. He found it amusing and said he could accomodate my wishes. He owned two resturants but also a large apartment building with offices on the first floor. One night he took me there and we entered one of the offices. He had equipped it like a doctors office with a small examination room with an exam table. It wasn't quite professioal looking but was very close to it. He informed me that he could have some of his friends or some of his men employess either watch or have them examine me. I was apprehensive about doing that and at first regretted ever telling him my fantasies. That first night he had me strip and we both laughed about how he tried to act like a doctor. He actually examined me at first but soon aroused me and masturbated me. We eventually had sex right on the table that night. Over the next few weeks we went there a few times and he examined me each time but it always ended with us having sex or at least having him masturbate me. He kept asking me when I wanted him to bring someone with him telling me he would tell them a rediculous story. I kept putting it off for months but he persisted and I assume it now became a fantasy for him to expose me. Months went by and one night at my apartment he kept urging me to let him call his cousin to watch him examine me. The more we talked about it I began to be more interested and knew Darren wanted me to do it. When he called his cousin I sat and listened to the conversation. All he said was that he had a doctors office in his building that wasn't being used. He said he found a very pretty girl who was extremely naive and thought him to be a doctor. His cousin was very willing and the following week he told him to go there Tueday evening. I was nervous but the thought of it intrigued me and after all it was a fantasy of mine for the longest time. When his cousin came into the exam room I was only in a hospital gown and Darren introduced him as doctor so and so, who was there to assist him. Darren first pulled the gown down enough to examine my breasts and as soon as he did I was aroused by his cousin looking at me. Darren tried not to smile during it but did at times and eventually had me naked with my feet in the sturrups. I was wet with excitement and just looked at his cousin watching me the entire time. He examined my vagina and anus and talked to his cousin through out the exam. When his cousin left Darren came back in and I must have orgasmed that night four or five times when we had sex. Since that first night we began doing it almost weekly and I think Darren enjoys it almost as much as I do. Over the last two years there have been at least thirty differnt men who have watched and more than half of them have touched and fingered me. I tell Darren which ones I enjoy the most and some have come many times. I try not to but sometimes cum as they examine me. Darren has become very good at it and now uses a speculum on me more often. I never realized it before but part of my excitment is watching how these different men look at me. My main part of the act is to give the impression that I am just some stupid girl. Darren enjoys putting me into the most humiliating positions at times but rather than embarrass me it stimulates me more. The exams sometimes last for over an hour but when they are over Darren and I have the best sex ever. He doesn't understand why it excites me so much but he doesn't seem to care. I have seen a few of these men at times in the mall or just in a store. I have said hello to a few but most of them pretend they don't recognize me.
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As a young girl I was always very modest. I was raised in a religious home with extremely protective parents. I don't think I even masturbated until I was in high school and never had sex with a boy until I was 20 years old. I'm 22 now and do have a steady boyfriend but have began doing things I never thought I would be capable of. Last year, my uncle, who owns a golf eguipment company, offered me a part time job one weekend a month. I had to learn how to drive a small truck to drive from North Jersey to Myrtle Beach. It pays well and it is like a mini vacation for me since I leave Friday nights and stay overnight at a very nice motel and drive back on Sunday. I get to go to the beach or just stay at the motel pool. The two brothers, Jeff and Mark, who own the motel are also the owners of the golf pro shop. They unload the truck for me and it is an easy job. I did notice the first few times they always gave me the same room in the motel. I would just park the truck on the side where the store was and just leave it there as they unloaded it. One Saturday I went into the truck to look for my sunscreen. Jeff and Mark were unloading the truck and I could hear every word they were saying. Most of the conversation was about them peeping at a girl in a shower and talking about how nice her body was and how she gave them a hard on. After a short time they mentioned my name and I realized they were talking about me. I snuck back into my room and began looking around the bathroom for a peep hole or something. At first I didn't see anything where anyone could see into the bathroom but there was a small mirror on the wall opposite the shower and sink. I went outside and next to my room was a large supply room on the same wall as the mirror. The door was locked so I couldn go in to investigate. I wasn't sure how at the time but knew just by the things they said that they must somehow be able to see into the bathroom. That Sunday Jeff was in the pro shop and Mark was cleaning the pool area. The lock was open on the door to the supp;y room and I snuck inside. I didn't see anything at first and the room was full of boxes of toilet paper, cups, soap and other motel supplies. There were about a dozen toilet seats hanging on the wall next to where my room was. I looked behind a few of them and when I lifted one of them off the wall I could see directly into my bathroom. It was one of those mirrors that you can see through from one side. It was only about 12 or 15 inches long and wide but the whole bathroom was visible. I knew for sure then that the two of them had been watching me for months and had seen me naked many times and probably many other women. My first reaction was anger and humiliation and I wasn't sure what do do. I thought about calling the police or my uncle, who I'm sure doesn't know what they are doing. I left earlier than usual that Sunday, never seeing or talking to Jeff or Mark. On the drive back home I started wondering how many times they watched me shower, since the shower stall had a clear glass door. My mind was in a panic when it dawned on me that they probably watched me use the toilet or perhaps even when changing a tampon. Then I thought about the few times I masturbated in the shower. I found myself crying at one point and couldn't quite remember all the personal and private things I did as they watched me. By the time I got to Maryland I started thinking about how they were talking about me and the different things they said about me. How they dicussed different parts of my body and how badly I turned them on or made them masturbate when they watched me. I don't know why but after awhile it started to arouse me just knowing how they reacted to watching me naked for months. My anger faded and I never did tell my uncle or anyone about it. The following month when I went down there I started to notice either Jeff or Mark would go into the supply room everytime I went into my room. Just knowing one or both of them were looking into the bathroom all the sudden excited me. I had never dreamed of myself as an exibitionist but that is exactly what I have become. That first weekend when I puposely let them see me naked was embarrassing at first but aroused me knowing they were looking at me. I soon discovered they also knew what my routeen was and when I was likly to be in the shower. As months went by and I knew one or both were watching I started to masturbate and just stay naked everytime I was in the room. I didn't like them watching me use the toilet but would just stand naked either combing my hair, putting on make up or brushing my teeth. I even began shaving my pubic hair knowing they could see my every move. Over the last few months I noticed another man going into the supply room at times. I see him around the motel sometimes but still don;'t know who he is. I assume a friend or relative of Jeff and Mark. Why it excites me so much I don't really know and have yet to tell anyone.
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