Slut Wife - The Fantasy

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Exhibitionism - The Next Move

The experience of being naked in front of a stranger was indescribable. Never have I thought that I would actually do it. Not only that, I actually re-did it! However, this time, I didn't approach anyone with a story.

I went back to the park. This was after a significantly long time from my last post. After the experience, I knew that people there probably won't mind seeing a naked man. I decided to do things naturally this time. I went in, took off my clothes and started walking. I held onto my clothes, in case I had to scramble into them somehow.

Like the last time I visited, I wasn't alone in the park. I was practically looking around all the time trying to make sure I don't cross paths with anyone. Yes. While I assessed the place to be safe, I found it difficult to break away from the mindset that people will report me should they see me naked in a public place. 

I didn't enjoy the experience. Having to worry about walking into people's way made me feel like some sort of outcast. Finally, I decided. Just fuck it. I planned out a route that I will walk and stick to it, regardless whether there was anyone.

And so I did. Along the way, I saw someone walking towards me. My natural reaction was to turn around and start walking away. I had to remind myself that I must stick to the route. I continued walking towards the person, my heart pounding like a machine gun. 

Finally I am at a distance where he could see that I was not wearing anything. My heart was literally in my mouth. I was afraid, but yet extremely excited. I could almost hear my heart beating out loud! As i walked past him, I could sense his eyes scanning me. I had to constantly remind myself to maintain my pace and be natural!

We walked past each other and that was it! I did it! Thinking back now, I can feel the stir in me, the excitement boiling within! Will I do this again? Yes definitely! 

Exhibitionism - The Experience

So I had this fantasy for the longest of time. But I simply did not have the balls to actually do it, until this day...

To satisfy my crave for Exhibitionism, I will do something mild once in a while. Things like taking my cock out while I drive, leaving my pants unzipped etc. The fear of being caught was always on my mind, and I was not prepared to end up on Stomp.

I did not know what came over me, but there was this day, when I decided that I will do it. The objective was to find a secluded area, strip naked, and take a walk. I was thinking, how can I have someone see me naked, and yet not report me to the authorities? 

I somehow came to the conclusion that gay men who were on the lookout for sex in public places aka cruising, would definitely not mind seeing a naked man walking! So I did a quick research and found this place that suited my needs.

I drove down and did a quick recce around. There were a couple of guys walking around. People walking around, quiet and dark place, middle of the night. I'm sure I'm at the right place. However, a part of me is still worried that things may not go as well as I want to.

Finally, I plucked up enough courage to approach one of the guys. I cooked up a story saying that I was on a dare given by my gf to strip naked in public and have a stranger take a photo for me.

Of course, he was glad to help me with it. We went to a corner where I stripped naked and he took a photo of me. We started talking and he explained that this place was where gays would come hook up with each other. Of course I feigned shock and said I didn't know that. All this while, I was butt naked while we chatted.

I can see his eyes glancing at my cock from time to time over the 15 min that we talked. Reminds me of what girls always say that guys staring at their boobs over a conversation. While I wasn't sexually aroused by a guys staring at my cock, I must say that the experience of being naked in front of a total stranger in a public place gave me an unexplained excitement.

And that sums up my first real exhibitionist experience. Will i ever do it again? Yes I sure hope so!

Exhibitionism - The Fantasy

Exhibitionism is the top desire that I have. This desire had been with me for the longest of time. I clearly remember the time when I was still a teenager, at the start of the Internet age, that I stumbled upon an erotic story on exhibitionism for the first time. I was extremely turned on by the story.

This situation had been played in my head countless of times: I am seated naked in a park, or on a bench along the streets, having an erection. I would touch myself all over, with my hand wrapped around my cock and stroking it. This is when, a young lass would walk pass. She sees what I am doing and her jaws will drop from the audacity of my actions. I look at her in the eye and smile. She starts to flush from the embarrassment, but yet unable to peel her eyes off the scene that is happening in front of her.

She walks closer to me, and continued with her staring. She's totally awed by what's she's seeing. This scene of a naked stranger stroking her cock in front of her is something that she will never have imagine stumbling across. Finally, She sits down beside me and watch. As I stroke myself, my hands crept to hers. Gently, I held her hand up and guided it to my cock. Upon contact, she instinctively wrapped her dainty fingers around it and started stroking it. I laid back, enjoying the sensation of a foreign hand providing me with pleasure. 

As she continued stroking me, my hands found their way to her back and started stroking, from the outside at first, and slowly went underneath her blouse. My hands snaked around her and I eventually found her tits. I started groping her while she continued working on my cock. She gave a slight moan when I found her nipples and started fondling them. The nipples erected almost immediately upon my touch, reflecting her desire to be touched.

Her reactions encouraged me to go further, and I soon had my hands under her skirt. My finger was met with a wet sensation. She was clearly aroused and ready for more. With one hand stimulating her tits, and the other playing with her clit, her moans started getting louder.

I knew I have her now. I guided her hand to her clit, where she took over the pleasuring of herself. I stood up and positioned myself in front of her. Without hesitation, she wrapped her lips around my cock and started bobbing her head up and down. My hands had not left her tits and I continued with the stimulation of her tits, grabbing it occasionally and drawing muffled moans.

I pulled out my cock from her mouth and she looked up at me with those puppy eyes, reflecting a mixture of arousal and excitement. The darting of her eyes left and right in one instance also indicated that, amidst the arousal, the fear of being caught. 

Without further ado, I pulled her up, spun her around and lifted her skirt. She immediately placed her hands on the backrest of the bench for support. I rubbed my cock on the wet entrance of her pussy, which drew more moans from her. I slowly eased my cock into her pussy, to which she let out a sigh of relief. She must have been aching for this. I started rocking my hips, driving my cock into the love home of hers. We got into a steady rhythm and are now fucking the brains out of each other, in the middle of a park. Anyone who walk past will definitely not miss us.

Her moans got louder and louder. We don't care if anyone is around or looking. The pure carnal pleasures that the both of us are enjoying had overwritten any logical thoughts about societal norms that had us tied down in our everyday life. As we rocked together, she upped the tempo and the moans got louder. I knew that she was near. So was I. Finally, she started pushing herself hard against me and let out this scream, which would probably attract anyone walking past to investigate. I knew this was it. I let go of my will to last and the white creamy man juice started spurting out of my cock, deep into her pussy. Her pussy gripped onto my cock and milked every final drop of my cum into her love home.

We slumped back onto the bench, where her head rested on my shoulders. I looked down and saw the droplets of sweat trickling down her heaving tits as she tried to catch her breath. Finally, she looked up and our eyes met again. 

"Hi, my name is Darren. Nice to meet you!"

What to expect?

There are quite a few things that I fantasise about:

Exhibitionism

This is really at the top of my list. I have fantasised about this for the longest of time. I can still remember when I first came into contact with pornography and erotic stories, exhibitionism will always be one of my favourite searches.

Slut Wife

I often fantasise sharing my wife with another man, or how she helps "entertain" my friends when they visit. This fantasy happened not too long ago, and I can't remember how I got into this. I used to be a possessive boyfriend when I was much younger, and it really took me by surprise when I realised I had this fetish.

Fucking Guys

I'm a straight man, but I'm somehow curious how it feels like to be sucked off by a guy or even fuck one. Some might argue that I may not be perfectly straight if i think about gay sex. But who cares about sexuality? It's a secret desire isn't it?

Fucking a Lesbian Butch

I'm sure many guys fantasise about fucking a Lesbian. In this case, I'm a bit more specific to say that I want to fuck a butch. I really can't pin point why I wanted to do this, but yeah, it's one of those secret desires

The Mandatory Self Introduction

Let's start off with a cheesy post.

First, I am a Singaporean man. Like the stereotypical Singaporean man, I hold a stable job and stays in public housing. On the surface, I am just another person in the crowd. I'm not particularly good looking, nor do I look hideous. You probably will not take a second glance at me if you see me in the streets. In short, I am a conmoner.

But even commoners who seem to fit into the social norms have secret sexual desires. Some of them leave these desires as mere fantasies, forever hidden within the closet that they created in their minds. Once in a while, they will open up these closets, take a look at these desires, and close the closet. On the other end of the spectrum, are those who not only have secret desires, but are active in trying to fulfil these desires.

I am on neither end of the spectrum. Somewhere in between though. I did manage to fulfil some of them, but yet i do not have the balls to follow through others.

I am at the point now where I would like to fulfil some of the more risky ones, but yet am not sure whether I am ready for the potential outcomes that may result from it. Therefore, I decided to have this blog, to release some of the tension in words.