I am an exhibitionist.

Hello everyone, I'm Xiaojing, I'm seventeen years old, and I attend a private vocational high school. I've discovered I have exhibitionist

tendencies.

After graduating from junior high school, I came to the vocational high school I'm currently attending. Since then, when I wear my school uniform, I deliberately don't wear

a bra or underwear, meaning I only wear a thin shirt on my upper body. Although my figure isn't great, I'm still a

35B, and since my school uniform shirt is light yellow, my breasts and nipples are practically visible . Walking down the street like this gives me incredible pleasure, especially when people notice I 'm not wearing anything underneath and stare at me. It makes me feel both shy and excited. 　　After a few months of this, I simply stopped wearing underwear except for a few days during my period. I also deliberately pull my school skirt up to two-thirds of my thighs, so when I walk down the street, I always feel a cool sensation , and I often get wet very quickly. By doing this, I get even more stimulation, causing me to unconsciously experience orgasms several times in public. 　　Because I took the bus to school, my attire easily aroused unwanted attention, so whenever the bus home was crowded, I was frequently taken advantage of. The boys standing next to me would often deliberately put their hands behind my back, taking advantage of the bus's swaying to grope me. I remember one particularly outrageous incident: 　　once, also on a crowded bus, a middle-aged man noticed I wasn't wearing a bra and that I didn't react when he touched my backside. He then pulled up my already short skirt and directly touched my private parts; then he noticed I wasn't wearing underwear and began stroking my clitoris and labia. I immediately became aroused, and because I was still a virgin, I was terrified he would put his hand inside my vagina—that would break it ! Luckily, he only touched me. Even so, after being touched in my private parts for the first time by a man that day, I masturbated several times when I got home. 　　A few months later, I wanted to seek even more excitement. So every day around 3 a.m., I would get up, strip naked, grab my watch, necklace, shoes, and hair clips, grit my teeth, open the door, and wander around the neighborhood. I don't think I was streaking, because I not only walked, but I was also very afraid of being seen, hiding and sneaking around, yet I really wanted to walk naked on the street. 　　At first, I only dared to circle around my neighborhood, but then I became bolder and bolder, going further and further away, even climbing over the wall to masturbate in the nearby junior high school. I also masturbated in park pavilions, in the middle of alleys, and other places. I was rarely seen , and even if I was, I would run away immediately, so nothing bad has happened so far. 　　The most exciting time was when I masturbated in a park, and I didn't expect it to take so long. When I finally climaxed and opened my eyes, it was already dawn. That park was far from my house; it would take fifteen minutes to run there, and I would have to cross four main roads. By then, many people in the park were already practicing Tai Chi and folk dancing , which was really bad. Having no other choice, I took a deep breath and embarked on an impossible mission—attempting my first-ever streaking run. 　　Not long after I started running, people noticed me and began pointing and whispering. Luckily , most of the people out and about were elderly, and they didn't chase after me. When crossing the street, I recklessly ran a red light. I imagine the drivers who passed by must have felt incredibly happy! I ran for a long time before finally getting home. Fortunately, my parents weren't up yet. Looking at the clock, it was 6:58. That was truly an incredible 　　experience. This is my honest confession; there's not a single exaggeration or lie. Whether you believe , it's up to me. I mustered up the courage to write this. 　　I have many more stories to share, and if the response is positive, I'll write them down one by one. That's all for now. This is the first time I've written about my experience, so please forgive . 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　(II) 　　In the previous article, I didn't introduce myself very clearly, so now I'll provide a more detailed self-introduction: I was born on December 28, 1982, so I'm not yet eighteen years old. I'm 172 cm tall, which is quite tall for a girl, and I weigh 55 kg. My measurements are 35B-25-38. 　　While not perfect, I'm quite satisfied with them. 　　As for my appearance, I wouldn't say I'm beautiful, but I'm quite cute. I'm currently a fourth- year student at a private vocational high school, commuting by bus and living at home. I'm a fairly independent person. Although I don't have a boyfriend yet, I often travel alone during holidays. 　　Why introduce myself like this? I think it's a responsible attitude! I want everyone to get to know me better , and when sharing my experiences, they should be able to better understand my inner world. Now I'm going to share a 　　thrilling experience with you all: 　　After my embarrassing streaking incident, I was hesitant to go out naked in the middle , but the exhibitionist mentality hidden deep inside me kept lurking. 　　One Saturday noon, my parents were out doing business, and I slept in until about 12:30. It was a very hot day, so I felt listless and lacked energy. On a whim, I picked up the phone and ordered a "buy one get one free" pizzeria, not caring whether I could eat that much or not. 　　Then I turned on the TV to watch porn. About 27 or 28 minutes later, just as the movie was about to start, the doorbell rang. It was my pizzeria. Suddenly, I had an uncontrollable urge and started taking off all my clothes (actually, I was only wearing a shirt and shorts at that point), because my intuition told me that a young male deliveryman was on the other end of the door. But just as I was about to open the door, I felt incredibly embarrassed. I went back to my room and grabbed my underwear, which I hadn't worn for over ten days, and put it on. So, when the doorbell rang , I opened 　　the door, my face flushed, wearing only my underwear. Sure enough, it was a young male deliveryman. He wasn't particularly handsome, and he was sweating profusely, carrying two boxes of pizza, one large and one small. He was about to say, "Miss, your..." 　　when I saw him quickly turn red, probably in utter disbelief at what he was seeing. Indeed, who wouldn't be surprised to see a girl wearing only her underwear suddenly appear before them?

I asked him, both shy and a little smug, "What is it?"

He said, "Miss... your pizzeria is here..."

I said, "Thank you so much, could you bring it in for me?"

He said, "No... it's five hundred and fifty yuan in total..."

I said, "Then I'll go get the money." So I turned around and went back to my room to get the money.

In this brief conversation, his gaze had already swept over every inch of my skin several times,

that's men for you!

Afterwards, I took out the money and paid him, saying, "You're all sweaty, why don't you come in and sit for a while?"

This time, he was already completely flustered and didn't refuse. He followed me into the house, and I didn't close the door. When we

got to the living room, the porn on TV was already in full swing, which made me even more ashamed.

We sat in silence for a while, and then I mustered up my courage and said to him, "Would you like to take a shower and rest for a bit?"

At this point, his male instincts seemed to have overcome his reason, and he no longer cared about the boundaries between men and women, so he

immediately agreed.

I asked him again, "Don't you still have pizzerias to deliver?"

He said, "It's okay, at most I'll get a pay cut."

As I turned on the water, I felt a surge of excitement. A man was willing to risk a pay cut just to shower with me; it seemed

I still had some appeal!

Once in the bathroom, he started taking off his clothes one by one, until he was completely naked, revealing his

genitals . This was the first time I'd ever seen a man's genitals! I'd seen

pictures in health education textbooks before, but seeing it in person still felt incredibly novel and exciting.

Seeing his penis so large, I assumed it was an erection! Then, I timidly took off my

underwear , revealing my pubic area. The sight of us naked together excited me again.

Afraid I might lose control in a moment of impulse, I said to him, "I invited you here to shower! I

have my principles, the new 'three no's'—no intercourse, no oral sex, no anal sex. I hope you can respect that."

He hesitated for a moment, but then, quite honestly, agreed. However, he made a deal: "But

you have to give me a Thai bath!"

I asked him, puzzled, "What's a Thai bath?"

He smiled at me and said, "It's simple. You just need to follow one principle: you put soap

on your labia and use that to lather my whole body with soap. It's okay, I'll

guide ."

As long as he wasn't violating my principles, I wasn't afraid. Plus, I thought it would be fun, so I

agreed so, many of my firsts happened: the first time I took off my clothes for a boy, the

first time I saw a boy's naked body, the first time I took a bath with a boy, the first time I gave a boy a Thai bath...

We bathed for more than half an hour. I helped him take a Thai bath, lathering my labia with soap and touching

every part of his body—his face, neck, arms, chest, lower abdomen, thighs, calves…and his engorged

penis, his scrotum hanging down beside him…

The more I washed, the more excited I became, especially when my clitoris touched his body,

I couldn't help but moan. I even had two orgasms. Towards the end, my vaginal fluids even flowed down my thighs

. After rinsing, he carried me to my bed and began to caress me, touching every inch of my

skin. He kept rubbing my breasts, nipples, clitoris, labia, and even my vaginal opening. I couldn't hold back

anymore moaned loudly, begging him to rub harder, begging him not to stop…

I don't know how many times I orgasmed, how long I moaned, or how much vaginal fluid I produced. In the end, I was so exhausted

from pleasure that I lay limply on the bed and fell asleep without realizing it. (I really fell asleep!)

When I opened my eyes again, he was gone. He must have been gone for a long time! I glanced at the clock;

it was 8:47 PM. I quickly inserted my index finger slightly into my vagina to check, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He was indeed a very good person; he kept his promise, and I was truly grateful to him.

Thinking about it, I realized I had experienced many more firsts: my first time receiving a man's caress, my first time

moaning in front of a man, my first orgasm in front of a man…

Being touched by a man is definitely different from touching myself. I've masturbated so many times, but I've never felt this good,

and I even met a very trustworthy person—it was a truly rare experience.

I went to the living room; the TV screen was already filled with static, but the cold pizzeria still felt

so good…

This is one of my true experiences. Believe it or not, it's up to you, but for me, it's something I

'll never forget. I have many more stories to tell! I hope everyone can support me, giving me the courage

to share my other unforgettable experiences.

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