Deviant sex behavior is a frequent method of escape, carried out under the combined impetus of the libido (love of life), habit, sexual drive, and unconscious wishes. Exhibitionism, homosexuality, and so-called abnormal heterosexual experiences are all various ways of escaping reality, which the psychoneurotic person cannot face.
These compulsive acts, some first expressed during childhood, bear connotations of punishment. If a child or man derives pleasure from something, he feels he must pay for it according to his code of ethics -- the "pain-pleasure principle" (Freud). For example, the adult exhibitionist feels he must pay for the pleasure derived in the act and unconsciously seeks punishment, for then he satisfies his moral code.
Sexually deviant persons invariably see to it that they bring themselves to a position where they are going to become involved with the authorities. Subconsciously, they want to be apprehended. Helped out of the sexual trap in which they have become ensnared.
As a psychosexual researcher and consultant, I am frequently retained by attorneys and families to analyze various sexually motivated cases in the hope that my conclusions and findings may possibly aid in their defenses. As a result, I have at my disposal many case histories that should be enlightening both to the layman and, hopefully, the experienced investigator.
The subject at hand, exhibitionism, is chronicled frankly and in depth. It is objectively presented in the words of the persons involved as accurately as possible.
It is not the purpose of this book to condone, nor reject, any specified sexual outlet or practice. It is hoped, however, that some insight may be gained into this unusual, though common, sexual aberration.
-The Author
NEAL COMMUNES WITH NATURE
Most people journey to the parks of our cities to enjoy the open sky, the great expanses of green, fertile grass, and the wonderful sense of freedom from the monotony and contamination of the city. As a confirmed and active exhibitionist of fifteen years standing, my purpose is always, of course, entirely different. I am there for the sole purpose of achieving sexual release and satisfaction!
My methods are not complex, by any means, though they might be considered a bit unorthodox. I get my kicks from exhibiting my prick and my balls to young girls! Does this shock you? If it does, think back in your life and tell yourself honestly that you have never had the desire to show yourself to the opposite sex. I've talked to a lot of my friends about this, and many of them admit that they did indeed, at some time or other in their lives, have the desire to exhibit themselves! I'm not trying to rationalize my behavior. I know I go beyond the normal or accepted behavioral patterns, but if you will think back to that moment in your life when you had this very same urge, you may be able to somewhat understand my actions.
One of the most enjoyable experiences I ever had in a park happened about a year ago. It was a pleasant, warm summer day and I decided I would walk to the small swimming pool that was available in this particular park. I knew that the kids all played around the pool and that I could certainly find a situation that I could take advantage of.
As I had hoped, there were a great many kids, boys and girls, playing in the area of the pool. Adjacent to the pool stood a large rotunda, a building much like the Romans had erected, without side walls, just pillars. At each end of this structure was a rest room, the women's at one end and the men's at the other. I noticed immediately that many of the kids were playing on the marble floor of the building. I also knew, having been there before, that there was a grating over each rest room serving as a vent, and that you could look down through the opening and see into the room. You couldn't see the toilets or urinals, but you could see into the main part of the room.
I stood and watched the kids playing for a while and began to get very excited. There were some girls in the group that appeared to be about twelve years old, and man, that's just my stuff! I watched them long enough for them to notice me. Then I went down into the rest room.
There were only about four stalls in the toilet and two urinals, all empty. I went into one of the stalls, dropped my pants, and started to play with my half-hard dick. In no time at all it got as stiff as a pop bottle. Pulling up my pants, I walked out to the middle of the room.
I had my dick and balls out ready to start my performance when I heard someone coming down the stairs. I quickly moved over to one of the urinals and stood as if I were taking a piss.
A beautiful lad about thirteen walked up to the other urinal and started taking a leak. I glanced over to see what his meat looked like and was I ever surprised! It was damned near as big as mine! Must have been five inches long, with a big head on it. It was a beaut!
When I saw it, I let my hand fall off my large, hard rod and said, "Hi."
He looked over, as if noticing me for the first time, and said. "Hello." Then his eyes immediately went down to my crotch. I could see them open wide when he saw my stiff prick.
He just stood there looking at my cock, with his still in his hand. I quickly asked him, "What do you think of mine?"
While he was stuttering for an answer, I noticed his young cock growing in size and he finally managed to say, "Golly, it's sure big. It's even bigger'n my dad's!"
"How big does yours get when it's hard?" I queried.
"Oh, it gets pretty big. But not as big as yours."
"Why don't you show me? I won't tell anybody." I really surprised myself when I said that, because I've always been strictly for the girls. I think it was because he was such a handsome kid and he had such a big dick for his age. Anyway, he started to jack it off to make it hard, and I started on myself.
"Why don't you let me see how big your balls are? I'll show you mine." With that, I lifted out my hot balls and let them drop out of my pants.
He did the same and again I was surprised. His balls were as big as mine, at least! I couldn't contain myself any longer and I reached out and lifted his balls in my hand. He jumped when my hand touched him, but he didn't indicate that he wanted me to stop, so I continued to fondle those soft, semen-filled orbs.
His cock grew rapidly to its fully erected state and it looked so sexy I grabbed hold of it and started jacking it myself. He didn't object, he just uttered a little cry and dropped his hand. I grabbed his hand and put it on my throbbing prick and he started jacking it without any encouragement.
His sperm erupted almost immediately and it was some load! I squeezed his cock a few more times with my dripping hand and then released it.
He had dropped his hand off my dick when he came, so I didn't get off, but that didn't worry me because I still had my show to put on for the girls.
After it was over, we both seemed to be embarrassed. He just wiped off with some toilet paper, dropped his cock back into his pants, and left. I cleaned off my hand and prepared myself for my exhibit, feeling very fortunate that someone hadn't entered the rest room and caught us in the act. I probably wouldn't have done anything else if I had gotten my kicks, but I was hotter'n hell by this time!
I moved to the center of the room, under the vent again, and stood there with my prick and balls hanging out of my pants. Looking up, I couldn't believe what I saw! Standing right over the grate was a girl and I could look right up her dress, I mean I could see all the way up. She had panties on, but they were so thin I could see her slit and ass and everything! I started jacking off while I looked at this terrific sight and just about shot my come when a second girl appeared and stood next to the first.
I decided it was their turn then, so I coughed a few times to attract their attention. It worked as usual, and they looked down through the grate at me. I acted like I didn't know they were looking and began to jack off slowly with one hand while lifting up my balls with the other as if I were inspecting them. I wanted to be sure they saw the whole works.
Naturally they were astonished by what they saw. Then of course they started to giggle. This always turns me on and, at this point, I really have to control myself to keep from coming.
They squatted down to get a better look at me, and man, did I get a view when they did that! Their ass cheeks spread apart and caused the thin material of their panties to stretch, so I was afforded a pretty clear view of two young, ripe pussies! I could only throw quick, furtive glances at them, however, because I didn't want them to know that I saw them.
I could hear them making all kinds of remarks like, "What is he doing?"
"Look at his big weenie!" and "Gee, I never saw one that big!" Things like that. It always gets me going when I can hear the girls' comments and I started pumping my prick like crazy. I stopped abruptly, though, when one of them called to another girl to come over and see the sights. The more girls I have watching me, the better. It always gives me more satisfaction for some reason.
I heard the third girl step onto the grating and they all started chattering about the naked man they were watching.
Still gripping my throbbing prick, I peeked up and boy, that did it! I found myself looking right into a wide open, naked cunt and asshole! She didn't have a thread of pants on. When I saw that, I just stared at those pink, furry, tucked-in sex lips and shot my cream halfway across the room!
After my sperm stopped squirting out, I just stood there dizzily. I could barely hear their startled comments about the scene they had just witnessed.
As always, a sense of shame came over me and I ducked into one of the toilet booths to clean off the dripping mess from my hand and dick. I realized that I had to go up those stairs and come face to face with those girls, and that really upset me no end. But I'd been through similar circumstances so many times that I just gritted my teeth and went through with it.
Sure enough, when I reached the top of the stairs, there were the three girls, plus the boy that had been with me earlier, standing by the entrance! I started to rush past them, but one of the girls asked, "Hey, mister. What were you doing down there?" That embarrassed me all the more, and as I started walking away she added, "Don't leave, mister. We want to ask you some things." They all uttered their agreement with her statement, so I stopped, curious as to what they were up to.
I knew that they hadn't seen what the boy and I had done down there, and that he hadn't yet had the opportunity to tell them, so I was anxious to find out what they had on their young minds. After all, as far as they were concerned, I didn't know they had seen me. In all innocence, I asked, "What do you kids want?"
Two of the girls were about twelve years old, and the third about eleven. They were cute young things and pretty well developed. One of the older girls answered me, "Well ... we could see you down there and we wondered what you were doin' to yourself." With that, they all giggled and looked embarrassed. I don't know who was more embarrassed, the kids or me!
There was a small strip of grassy area across a road from the pool and I suggested we go over there and talk so no one would hear us. Because an adult talking to kids of their tender years is always suspect, I figured if we all sat over there on the grass, we wouldn't be quite so obvious.
After we got over there, we all sat on the grass next to some thick bushes which lined the perimeter of the park. The kids sat in front of me and I sat there feeling like an instructor or something. Of course, not too many instructors or teachers have students sitting in front of them with their dresses halfway up to their ass, and with one girl showing her partially covered pussy! The boy was also with us and his pants were beginning to bulge at the crotch. I got a little embarrassed again for some reason.
"Okay, what is it you wanted to talk to me about?" I asked nervously.
The girl that had talked to me at the building spoke up and said, "Like I was telling you, we were watching you through the vent and we saw what you were doing. We'd like to know what it was."
I didn't know how to begin, so I thought I'd put things on a more friendly basis. "My name is Neal, what're your names?"
The same girl answered first. "My name's Judy and this is Ann," she said, pointing to the other girl her age.
"My name's Mina," the eleven-year-old girl said eagerly. "And this is my brother Ken." The boy blushed as she pointed to him.
I felt a little more relaxed, now that we at least knew each other's names. Then I began to worry about these young people telling someone about my actions. I've never really made it a point to communicate with my viewers. I've just been satisfied to expose myself, get my kicks over their reaction, and let it go at that. I must admit, though, that the prospect of what I realized was about to happen now, an opportunity to exhibit myself again, was exciting.
Feeling more like a teacher than ever, I said, "All right, now that we know each other, let's get something straight. I'll tell you a lot of things, but I'm afraid one of you will tell someone about me, and I could get into a lot of trouble if that happened."
"Listen, mister . . . uh, I mean Neal. We promise we won't tell anybody," the girl named Ann said, seriously. "We do a lot of things that we don't tell anyone about, really!"
"Yeah," interrupted Mina. "You should know what they do with my brother."
"Shut up, you little squealer," Judy said in a threatening voice. "You promised you wouldn't tell anybody about that. You know what'll happen to you if you do!"
"Gee, I thought we could tell Neal anything. He's goin' to tell us a lot of things. And we saw what he did down there."
"That's what we want to know about," Judy said. "Maybe we'll tell him some things after he talks to us about what he was doing."
Then, looking at me, she said, "Come on, Neal. You said you'd tell us."
"Well ... ok, I'll tell you," I said, hesitating a bit. "What I was doing is called 'jacking off.' Haven't you kids ever seen a guy do that before?"
Judy shook her head no and Ann said, "I think I saw a man do that once when I was little. I don't remember much about it, though."
"I have, I have," Mina said, excitedly. "I watched Ken lots of times, and sometimes I. . ."
"Shut your mouth, Mina," Ken demanded. "Just keep your mouth shut!"
"Come on now," I said calmly. "There's no need to be acting this way. We can tell each other everything, as long as we all promise not to tell anyone else.
"Now, like I was saying, it's called jacking off and all guys do it. It feels real good. When a guy gets old enough he can shoot sperm, and that really feels good!"
By this time I was getting a fine hard-on and feeling the urge to show myself. I didn't try to hide the bulge in my crotch and I could see the girls looking at the tentlike rise of my pants.
Sensing their interest, I took the initiative and asked, "Would you like to see it?"
They all said yes enthusiastically, including Ken, and I was beside myself with excitement. My dick felt like it was going to break from the pressure of pushing against my pants!
I realized that we couldn't do anything there, so I asked them if there was some place we could go where no one could see us.
"Yeah," answered Ken. "On the other side of those bushes there's an old cemetery that the kids play in. They're going to make it a part of the park. There's a lot of big holes and caves there."
It sounded perfect, so I said, "Okay, let's go."
We found a large hole that had a fairly level floor in it and we all climbed down. I went first and made it a point to help the pantyless girl, Ann, down. I reached up and grabbed her by the thighs and as she climbed down, her dress slipped up and her bare pussy was inches from my face. Just before I let her feet touch the ground, I managed to reach behind her and let her naked ass cheeks slip through my fingers. I thought I was going to shoot my load right then!
After we got into the excavation, we discovered we had room enough for all of us to sit down. I got on my knees and prepared to start my show.
Still feeling a little concerned about getting caught, I said, "Now, you all promise not to tell about this, don't you? I'm being pretty nice to you showing you these things, and I'm really taking a chance." And then, getting a great idea, I added, "Let's all take our pants down and then well all be doing something!"
They giggled and tittered and unanimously agreed. Ken, surprisingly enough, took the lead. He had his pants down and his rigid cock in the air before anyone else even had their clothes undone.
After I got my pants down and my prick free, I looked over at the others. What a sight I had! I could see the opened lips of Judy's and Ann's sex holes, while little Mina was rubbing her cleft like crazy! I automatically clasped my prick in my hand and started moving up and down slowly. The girls were sitting with their knees up, so I really had a view!
Their eyes were glued to my big cock and balls and that made my hand work faster. Ken was looking at the cunts, too, jacking off like mad! That's when I got this idea.
Remembering the remark that Mina had made earlier about Ken and the girls doing things, I asked, "Do you girls ever fuck?"
There was a bit of hesitation, but finally Judy said, "Sure, we've fooled around." Then she added, "You sure have a big one. Can you get that into a girl?"
"Sure, mine's just a normal dick. It could go into your hole, or most girls'. A girl's hole can take quite a bit because it expands. Just remember, a baby will come out of there someday, if and when you let yourself get pregnant. The way Mina was talking, you girls have done things with Ken, is that right?"
The girls were at an age where they could get turned on pretty strongly, and it was obvious that this was happening. They were all rubbing their cunts at this point, and as a result they answered me honestly.
"Yeah, we've fooled around, but his thing isn't as big as yours!" Ann said.
"Ill tell you what," I said. "Let me rub the head of my prick on your hole. I won't put it in, I'll just rub it on the outside, okay?"
I scooted over to her and she didn't move an inch! Grabbing hold of my hard cock, I started rubbing the head of it up and down her hole. In fact, I had half of the head in her hole and I could feel her hot inner lips caressing the tip of my cock!
It really took all my control not to let my cock erupt. Her lips were so wet and slimy that I started to push in a little farther, but I stopped when she seemed to feel a little pain. I wanted to ram it right in up to the hilt, but I cooled it because I had another plan in mind.
Abruptly, I pulled away, but I could see the dissatisfaction on Ann's face. "I'd like to see Ken fuck you all the way," I said quickly. "And after that I'll let you watch me shoot my sperm, okay?"
"I guess so," Ann panted. "But let's do something."
I told Ken to get on his knees in front of Ann. After he was in position, I pulled his hand off his prick and grabbed it myself. It was swollen much bigger than it had been in the rest room, and his balls were up tight.
The other kids were grouped around us, watching everything and playing with themselves. The little squirt, Mina, was sitting back on her heels and rubbing herself rapidly, first with one hand and then the other. Judy was fingering her hairy ring slowly but surely, and every once in awhile she'd reach out with her other hand and caress Ken's balls.
"Do you girls know how to get a guy ready to stick his dick into your hole so it won't hurt too much?" I asked. Getting no answer, I then said, "Okay, I'll show you. I don't usually do things like this, but I know you want to know everything, so I'll show you."
Still holding Ken's prick, I got on my knees and bent over his young manhood. I ran my tongue around the head of it a little bit, and then I sucked in his whole pulsating pecker. I moved my mouth up and down a few times, then released him. I made it a point to get that dong as wet as possible, and as I slipped my mouth off it, Ken groaned.
"That's the way," I said, gasping for air. "Get it nice and slippery so it'll slide in easy into your pussy."
While I was doing all of this, Mina watched briefly, and then moved over to me and started to play with my prick. She ran her hot hand over every inch of it. I was so carried away with the situation and with what I was doing that I didn't realize what she was up to. After I lifted my head off Ken's tool, I looked down between my legs and realized that Mina had learned her lesson well. She was sucking my prick like an expert!
Judy, of course, had been watching the whole panorama of sexual activities and was working her finger into herself like a piston.
I had been hot to begin with, and now, with Mina sucking on my cock, I could hardly stand it! I leaped over to Judy, hurting my dick as I pulled it out of Mina's mouth, and pushed Judy to the ground. I had my cock in her in nothing flat! It was a good thing she wasn't a virgin. I didn't really care at the time. I was too far gone!
She whimpered, gasped, and sighed as we arrived at our orgasms together. As if in a dream, I could hear Ann and Ken going through the same exciting enjoyment. Then, for a few moments, it was quiet.
I lifted myself out of Judy and sat on the ground. My dick was still about half hard. I was so turned on and bothered that I was still ready to go! Ann and Ken also sat up, looking all flushed and satisfied.
My idea had been to watch the two of them fuck, but I hadn't counted on Mina going down on me and lighting my fuse. Judy was sure a good piece, and as I looked over to her she lifted to a sitting position, looking a little embarrassed. Mina was just sitting there with her eyes like bottle caps after seeing, no doubt, the wildest scene she had ever experienced.
I stood up, saying I wanted to be sure no one was coming, and moved right in front of Mina. My half-hard dick was right in front of her face as I scanned the area surrounding the dugout we were in. Before I knew it, she had her mouth over my penis and was sucking again!
At the same time, Ann grabbed me by the balls and said, "Hey, Neal. You said if we did it together you'd shoot for us. Come on and show us."
My audience was calling, so, carefully this time, I slid my cock out of Mina's mouth and resumed a kneeling position.
"All right," I said. "Here we go." Then I commenced jacking off. I didn't need any more inspiration than I had. Three pink, wet cunts and one hardening young cock.
I began jacking my cock in earnest, and I was in my glory. I had an audience of three young girls and one boy! In no time I could feel my sperm begin to travel. It felt as if a marble was attached to a string, and it was being pulled from my balls out through my cock. And boy, when it came out, it really came! I spurted right onto Ann's belly, all the way across the cavity we were sitting in!
After that we all tried to put ourselves in order. The girls put their panties on and we boys flipped our dicks into our pants. Then we climbed out of our lair of sex. I was very fortunate in the fact that no one saw me in that cemetery with those kids!
I never saw them after that day, mainly because I don't think it's wise to have this type of activity with the same persons more than once. I will say this, however. That was one of the most exciting and fulfilling afternoons I have ever experienced in my years of exhibitionism. I think of that day quite often.
THAD IN HIS NATURAL HABITAT
The knock on my front door startled me! I had been in the middle of exhibiting myself to two young ladies when it had sounded.
Earlier, I had gone into my bathroom to brush my teeth. I have never been one to pull the blinds on my windows, especially when the window overlooks an alley, such as mine does. Since it was evening, and dark outside, I had the light on. I have also never been one to wear any clothes when at home, so anyone in the alley would have a pretty good view of my naked body.
I was brushing away, madly, when I suddenly heard some giggling. Without turning my head, I glanced out the window. I could barely make out two forms across the alley. Then I heard the giggling again. I was curious as hell, so I finished doing my teeth and turned out the light.
As soon as the light was out, I leaped to the window just in time to spot two young female figures walking away. I jumped to the light and turned it back on, hoping I was in time. I was, because I could hear the murmur of their voices, and when I got back to the sink I could see them back in position.
My dick got hard right away, and I started jacking it slowly but firmly. It always feels good to grab it real tight and work up and down slowly, at the start. I walked to the center of the small room and positioned myself with my side facing the window. Since I am left-handed, I always make sure that my right side faces my viewers, because my left hand covers part of my cock and I want them to see all they can!
By this time I was really beating my dick fast. In fact, it was getting red from the friction. I could hear all kinds of sounds coming from the girls in the alley, and I wished so very much that I could hear what they were saying.
I was just getting close to popping off when that lousy knocking started on my door!
I stopped jacking off and started lifting my balls up and down for show, hoping the noise at my door would stop. It didn't, so I went to the door, my stiff cock swaying with each step.
Upon opening the door, I was pleasantly surprised to see two pretty "Lolitas" about twelve years old. One had shoulder-length, auburn hair, while the other girl's hair was fairly short-cropped and flaming red. They both had interesting figures, partially concealed by their mini-skirts and opaque blouses.
As soon as I saw them, I set in motion a little charade I had practiced many times. I get up next to the door, right to the open edge so I can look out, but I also push my hips forward so that the head of my cock peeks out with me! It always appears that I'm trying to conceal myself and that my dick has slipped into view without my knowing it!
"Hi," I said, nonchalantly. "What do you girls want?"
"Hello, sir," the auburn-haired one said. "You don't know us, but we know you are a teacher at the junior high school and ..."
At that point her eyes had dropped to the crimson head of my cock looking up at her, and I could see the blush rise from her neck all the way up to her forehead. The other girl was experiencing the same reaction.
I noticed that they weren't always looking down at my prick, but also into my apartment. I didn't know it at the time, but they could see me completely in a mirror on the wall. They weren't only looking at my dick, they were also looking at my ass and my nude back!
"We wondered," she finally continued, "if you would buy some Girl Scout cookies from us?"
The redhead lifted her eyes from my cock head and added, "They're only one dollar!" After saying this, her eyes immediately dropped back to my dick, as if she didn't want to miss a chance to look at it.
I pushed my hips out even farther so that almost all of my prick now appeared to them and then I said, "If I have the change, I'll buy some from you. Let me go look." Their eyes devoured every inch of it!
I left the door open about four inches and walked back into the apartment, passing directly in front of the opening. They could see my ass and whole naked body through the door. I decided to give them a show as long as they were willing to watch.
I stopped at a chair where I had thrown my pants and turned sideways so they could get a full view of my cock and balls. As I pretended to search through my pants for the money, I grabbed my cock and started jacking off again. I was so far gone that I decided to let 'er rip. I let my pants go, stood up, and started beating my meat furiously. I could feel my balls bouncing against my legs as I whipped away on my hard meat. I was doing my thing and I was in my glory, ready to trip out!
Suddenly I heard the door slam shut! I whipped my head around to see what had happened, but I wasn't prepared for the shock of what I saw! The two girls were now standing in my apartment. In front of the closed door!
I just stood there a few seconds with my dick in my hand, hardly believing what I was seeing. They appeared to be a little nervous and embarrassed, but there they were, staring at me!
I immediately released my prick, letting it spring up toward my belly. "What's happening?" I asked, astonished at the situation.
"Gee," answered the redhead, "we wanted to . . . to . . . watch you, but we were afraid someone would come down the hall and see you, so . . . so we came in. You're not mad, are you, mister?"
Was I mad? If they only knew! Man, I couldn't ask for a more beautiful situation. It was an exhibitionist's dream come true. How many times do you get girls to come into your own apartment to watch you? Usually you have to use all kinds of gimmicks to get them into your place, and then it's not a sure thing that they'll stay, and here I had two come in of their own accord!
Anyhow, there they were. The shock had caused my cock to soften, so I started manipulating it again, thinking about the present circumstances and how I was going to take advantage of them. As Disraeli said, "Circumstances are beyond the control of man; but his conduct is in his own power."
I was nervous as hell, but I said, "Well, you don't have to stand there. Come on in and sit on the sofa." I felt a little funny having these girls in the same room with me when they were dressed and I was naked. I wasn't ashamed of my thirty-two-year-old body, it was just a strange affair.
"What in the world ever possessed you to come into my place and shut the door?" I asked.
"Well . . . it's like this, mister, we . . ."
"Hold it," I interrupted. "My name's Thad, so call me that instead of mister. What're your names?"
The auburn-haired girl, who had started to answer me before, said, "My name's Trudy."
Then the redhead said, a little hesitantly, "And my name's Mickey. That's short for Michelle."
"Okay, pretty girl," I said, nodding toward Trudy. "Tell me why you came in."
"Like I was saying, mis . . . uh, Thad, we go to what you call a progressive school, and they show films for . . . for sex education. We've seen things like yours on films, but we've never seen one that was real, and we wanted to watch you." She was very nervous, but she continued. "We know that you are a teacher at the junior high, and we figured since you were acting the way you were, you wouldn't mind showing us some things."
This situation was so unbelievable that I forgot about being embarrassed and just sat down in a chair in front of them. My hand automatically went back to my prick and started massaging it slowly. Their eyes were fastened to my genitals. Seeing those eyes is what brought me back to reality.
"Yeah," Mickey added. "Boys are so different. You know, with things hanging out of them and like that. It's real interesting. Especially since the film just showed the things hanging there soft, and yours is standing up so stiff! Now I understand how a boy's thing can go into a girl's hole. They should show that in the film so we could understand the whole thing about sex. It's funny, but I never even thought that a guy's thing could get stiff, any more than I'd think that your leg could get soft and floppy like a piece of liver!"
I was going out of my mind. My prick was throbbing and my balls were up tight against the base of it. I guess they felt that since I was a teacher, they could express themselves as freely as they wanted, but the conversation was really exciting me to the limit! I caught myself jacking off double-quick, and I stopped because I didn't want to come at this point. Looking at their loosely opened mini-skirted legs didn't help any, either!
"Well, I don't really know what you girls want me to show you, more than I have already," I said nervously. "Maybe you'd like to look at my pr . . . uh, penis close up. Would you?"
Before I had finished saying the words, they were on the floor in front of me. I have never encountered two girls who were so uninhibited and honest in their feelings. They were expressing their natural desire to learn, and I was more than willing to be their teacher! But I decided that they were going to have to do something, too. We were going to have some rules.
"Now, I've been showing you my body all this time, and if you want to see any more, I think it's only fair that you show me yours. Why don't you gals take your clothes off so I can point out the various differences and functions of our male and female structures?"
This surprised me, because I didn't know that I had voyeuristic tendencies. I thought I was satisfied to just show myself to others, but I guess the two things are so close together that it's understandable. "You show me, I'll show you." That sort of thing.
The girls didn't need any encouragement. They started taking off their clothes immediately. It's fascinating to watch a young girl remove her clothes. You sit there waiting to see their young bodies, and they have no idea how they affect a mature male. Some will take off their blouses first, others their skirts. I've always wondered if some element in a young girl's family or environmental background preordains which garment will come off first. I suppose it depends on what part of the body is considered the most secret or "dirty." I would imagine that this is learned from the mother.
In no time at all, they had all of their clothes off, and let me tell you, I thought I was in heaven! I had not had the opportunity to see the naked body of a girl that age since I was that age, and at thirty-two it was a beautiful experience! They stood there like a pair of angels!
Being females, they had the natural tendency to exhibit themselves, especially in front of a naked male! They pranced and paraded in front of me, and I instinctively clutched my prick in my hand. I controlled myself, however, and didn't do more than squeeze it.
Trudy had the cutest pointed half-breasts I could ever imagine. They had large, brown nipples that protruded like two pencil erasers, and they looked as rubbery. She had a slightly full tummy and a considerable amount of pubic hair. Her cunt lips were quite obvious and poutingly sexy. Her thighs tapered down, slightly full as they approached the sexy fleshiness of mature womanhood.
The redhead, Mickey, was something else. She had a slender, or you might say thin body. Her titties were just about the same size as Trudy's, but her small nipples were a delicate pink, and the flowerlike base of each nipple was even lighter in color. Her waist was small, and widened slightly as her hips emerged. Her belly was flat, with the exception of two small rises on each side caused by her inner sexual organs. Mickey had slender thighs, almost boyish, and the texture of her skin was like white satin. The hair around her pussy was light red and quite sparse. Her sex mouth folded in smoothly. The lips were open slightly and her little clit was barely evident. Just enough to be inviting.
They were quite graceful as they presented their smooth, nude, virginal bodies to me. They each maneuvered themselves in such a way as to give me a splendid view of their cute, bouncy, melon-size asses!
Completing their uninhibited show, they both sat on the floor in front of my pulsating prick. Raising their knees, they crossed their arms on them and rested their chins on top of their arms and sat there staring at my red, engorged cock. This, of course, gave me an unobstructed view of those two tantalizing, moist cunts!
It was now my turn to satisfy my exhibitionistic urges. I felt I must be the most fortunate exhibitionist ever. I had these two sweet, sexy, uninformed young ladies begging me to show, and explain, all the mysteries of sex! And the wonder of it was, they were there of their own accord!
I was literally shaking with anticipation and excitement. My prick has never been so filled with sex-blood in my life. It was as hard as petrified wood!
"Well," I finally asked, "where do you want me to start? I can begin by explaining the features and functions of the penis if you want me to."
"That'd be great, Thad," Mickey said eagerly. "I want to know all about that interesting thing."
They both giggled when she made that remark, and then Trudy added, "Yeah, your penis is really something. All they told us was some of the names of the different parts and showed us a few quick pictures."
I felt very fortunate, at this point, that I had mastered the art of sex control, that is, being able to hold back my ejaculation. I can go on for hours, if I want to, without coming! This situation was a real challenge, though, believe me.
"Well, why don't you girls tell me just what you do know about the male genitals? By the way, what are your favorite names for it? I'd like to know that."
They sort of blushed before they answered, but Mickey eventually said, "If I'm just talking with the other kids, I call it a dick, but if I'm talking with real close girlfriends, I call it a ... a prick."
"I usually call it a thing, or a cock," Trudy exclaimed.
"You can use those names if you want. In fact, you can use any sort of words with me. It might help you say things easier if you do. Now, Trudy, tell me what you know about it."
"I guess about all I know is that a boy has sperm, and it shoots out of his cock into the girl and makes her pregnant. Is that sperm on top of yours?" With that, she put her finger on top of my prick and touched the drop of preseminal fluid that was glistening there.
"No, honey. That's a fluid that comes out of a man's cock and sort of lubricates a girl's pussy so that his cock can slip into her easier," I answered. "Go ahead and get acquainted with my prick, girls.
That's the only way you're going to really learn. Examine it all."
Trudy lowered her hand and clasped her fingers around the middle of my feverish rod, and I could feel the sperm rising with the touch of her hand. I still managed to keep the valve closed, though. How, I'll never know!
Mickey was on me immediately, also. She put her hands under my sweaty scrotum and kneaded it, feeling the balls within. The girls were acting like two kids on their birthday, opening presents. I just laid back on the chair and let them have their fun, and education.
They were practically clinical in their examination of the first male equipment they had ever seen close up. Pretty soon they started to discuss their findings, and that, of course, is the ultimate desire of every exhibitionist. To hear the comments of his subjects! I sat up then so I could hear them better and watch their observations.
Squeezing my cock, Trudy said, "Did you ever think a thing could get so large and hard? Look how the head of it swells up when I squeeze."
"It's big, all right," answered Mickey. "Look at the mouth on top open up. Isn't that cute? Oh, look! Another drop of that stuff is coming out!"
"Here," said Trudy, excitedly. "You feel his cock and let me see what that part is like. His testicles, I mean.
They switched. Trudy from my prick to my ball bag, and Mickey from my bag to my dick. Ill tell you, I was in pure heaven, and yet I was so hot I was in agony. All at the same time.
Trudy had both hands on my bag, feeling each side at once. "Hey, Mick. These things are like balls. Did you feel them?"
"Yeah. They sure feel sort of sexy, don't they?"
"Ouch," I exclaimed, as she squeezed them a little too hard. "Don't be too rough with my balls, honey. They're about the most tender part of a man. You have to handle them gently."
"I'm sorry, Thad," she told me seriously.
"Gosh, Trudy. Feel how smooth and soft the head of it is. It feels like a rose petal."
Trudy let go of one ball, rubbed the head and nodded her agreement. "Gee, it sure does."
My balls were aching from the pressure of the load that was building up in them, and I realized I had better do something before I lost control altogether.
Pushing their hands off my equipment, I said, "Okay, girls. Let me explain a few things." I grabbed my prick and, bending it back to my belly, I pointed to the little strip just under the head.
"This spot here is the most sensitive part of a prick. It's where a man gets most of his sensation from sex. When you touch it like this," and I put my finger on the spot, "you can see how it makes my prick jump."
Then, pointing to the veins that traverse the body of my cock, I told them, "These are the veins that bring the blood that fills up the prick and makes it hard."
Glancing down at the girls, I noticed that both of them were unconsciously rubbing their cunts, and the nipples on their titties were as stiff as my dick. I couldn't control myself. I reached out to each girl and put my hands on their tits! Oh, they felt so wonderful and soft!
"How come it's got a head on it like it does?" Mickey asked.
I reluctantly let their breasts go and stood up. "Ill show you, honey, if you'll come over here and sit," I said, pointing to the flat arm of the sofa.
She eagerly sat on the arm, and I told her to put her feet up on it also. There she was in front of me, with her pussy wide open. I could even see her little round asshole!
"Now, this ridge on my dick, that makes it look like a head, is there to rub on a woman's point of pleasure. Here, let me show you." I reached out my finger and touched her pink, hard little clit, and she jumped a little.
"Since there's friction when the parts rub together, we have to moisten the areas. This is the way we do it." So saying, I dropped to my knees and bent my head to her lips of sex. As I moved toward her pussy, I could feel her heat and smell the delicate perfume of her body. I put my hands on her thighs, flattened my tongue on her cunt, and sort of lapped her outer lips. I detected a slight shiver passing through her body, and I stuck my tongue into her lips and onto her clit. Moving my tongue in and out of her lips and over her clit made her quake all over. I began doing this with a steady rhythm, and after a few minutes she grabbed the hair on my head and started panting and sighing. I knew she was ready to have an orgasm, so I increased the speed and penetration of my tongue.
Her body commenced pushing forward to meet the thrusts of my tongue, and suddenly she flattened her cunt in my face and, with a loud gasp, fell backward onto the couch and just lay there, quivering and moaning.
I was brought back to reality when Trudy said, "Make me wet, too, Thad!"
I stood up and started lifting Mickey to a sitting position and said, "All right, sit on the couch next to Mickey."
She sat next to the dazed Mickey and lifted her feet up as Mickey had done. She had just enough hair on her cunt to make a little frame around the lips. It was a pretty pussy, and I could see her inner lips peeking out in sensual passion.
I dropped to my knees immediately and started licking her cunt like crazy! She carried on more than Mickey, with sighs and groans, and at the end she started ooh-ing and ah-ing like a demented person.
After Trudy had her come, I stood up and looked at my two darling, precious girls and asked, "How did that feel?"
With the flush of their orgasm still evident on their bodies, they both said it had been the "greatest."
"Okay, Mickey," I said. "Now that you're well lubricated, I'll show you why my prick is made the way it is. Put your feet on the couch like you were before."
As she moved into position, I lowered myself down, bringing my cock to the front of her moist hole. I rubbed the big head up and down her slot and then pressed it into her cunt so that the ridge of it was rubbing on her clit.
"Can you feel that?" I asked. "Do you feel the head touching your spot?"
"Wow! I sure can, Thad."
I continued my motions for a few minutes and then backed away from her, saying, "Now, that should answer your question."
"Boy, it sure does. Why did you quit?"
"Well, I need some lubrication, too. You can do it for me, Mickey."
Mickey put her feet back on the floor and I stepped between her legs, all the way up to the couch. My prick was staring her right in the face, and she was staring back, wide-eyed.
"You mean you want me to put my tongue on your thing?" she said, sounding surprised. "You gotta be kidding!"
Moving my hand slowly up and down the shaft of my dick, I said, "No, I'm not kidding, honey. I did it to you, so it's only fair that you do it to me. I'm only trying to show you how things are done. Everybody does it when they make love," I lied.
"Well ..." she said, staring at my big, twitching cock, and blushing from head to toe. "All right, but what am I supposed to do?"
"Just lick it all around with your tongue and make it wet all over. If you hold it in your hand, you can do a better job."
"Go ahead, Mickey. Don't be chicken. I'll do it after you do," interjected Trudy. "It looks like fun!"
With that promise, Mickey put her hand around my shaft and bent her head forward toward my dick. She hesitated a moment and I could feel her hot breath caressing my member. Finally she pushed out her pink tongue and started lapping up the side of my cock.
The first contact of her hot, wet tongue on my dick sent shivers through my body. She was doing it so lightly she was tickling me out of my mind. "Lick it harder, doll. Lick it harder," I panted, "and move your hand up and down on it." She followed my instructions and really bore down, while her hand jacked it.
I was getting a little weak in the knees, so I told her to move back and then I bent forward, putting my hands on the back of the sofa. This placed my dick right in front of her mouth.
"You're doing just great, Mickey, but you're not licking the head of my cock. It has to be wet, too," I told her.
Without saying a word, she began caressing the knob with her scorching hot lapper. I reached down and started rubbing the head across her mouth, going in a little farther each time. I was so hot, and I'd held back for so long, that I was getting a pain in my side and I started to groan and sigh.
Finally, after I'd managed to work the whole head of my cock into the tepid, wet confines of her mouth, I lost all control. I suddenly jammed the pulsing length of my prick all the way into her mouth! She gagged and tried to get away, but since my hands were on each side of her head and the weight of my body was on the front of her head, she couldn't move. Slowly, I pulled back out to the knob and then pushed it in all the way again. She didn't gag too much this time, and after doing it several times I could even feel her mouth tightening on the shaft. Then her hands moved onto my balls and started squeezing them! My little cocksucker was beginning to like it!
I didn't have to hold her head anymore, and I started moving with a steady rhythm. I was going in and out of her sucking mouth like a piston, and I could feel the sensation of my orgasm coming closer and closer. My balls tightened, and I began to perceive that phenomenal sensual delight of my sperm commencing its rapid journey down the length of my swollen prick! Suddenly it burst forth from its point of departure at the end of my cock and gushed into her mouth. Great surges of sperm impatiently followed the first. It was not unlike a Roman candle expelling one fireball after another, roaring out and exploding in the air!
When the first blast of my come had bombarded her mouth, Mickey, with a loud sucking sound, had pulled her mouth off my cock instantly, causing the majority of sperm to spurt into her face and onto her titties! Both girls were fascinated, watching, for the first time, this spectacular function of the male organ.
While Mickey sat staring in awe at my dripping tool, Trudy reached over and grabbed hold of my half-hardness, feeling the last quivering throbs of my orgasm as it diminished.
I was temporarily exhausted and Trudy moved over to allow me to drop onto the couch between them. Mickey got up and went into the bathroom to clean herself off. While she was gone, Trudy took the opportunity to say, "Gosh, Thad. That was really something! I've never seen anything like that before. What's it called?"
"You mean everything we did, or just the last part?"
"Tell me everything, will you?"
"Well, what I did to you girls when I put my tongue in your hole is called cunnilingus, or cuntlapping. What you girls did to me is called fellatio, or cocksucking."
"What is it called when the white stuff squirts out of your dick?"
"That, Trudy, is called ejaculation, or coming. Some call it shooting off. Anything else you want to know?" I asked.
Looking up at me with her big brown eyes, she murmured, "Yes! Could I come to your house alone so you and I can do things? I sure would like to cocksuck you like Mickey did. Look what's happened to me down here." She put her hands down to her pussy and spread the lips open. The moisture was just about dripping out of her, and her inner bright-red lips were glistening and pulsating slightly. I couldn't resist putting my finger into her and pumping it a few times. She squirmed a bit as I pushed it in all the way. I then realized that her maidenhead was gone! She couldn't have taken my whole finger if her cherry had still been there.
Yanking out my finger, I asked, "Have you had a boy's thing in you before? I think you have, because there's a part of you called a hymen, or cherry, and it takes something hard and thrusting to break it. Like a dick."
"I've never touched a boy's dick, and I've never had one in my hole. I play with my hairbrush handle a lot, though. Maybe that did it!"
I didn't know whether to believe her or not, but I didn't pursue the matter any farther because Mickey was coming back. I did, however, tell her that she could come to my house anytime she wanted to, but to be careful about who saw her.
Mickey had cleaned herself up, and the sweet thing had also brought some tissue to clean my cock off. She got on her knees and wiped my flopping dick and balls. While she was doing it, I could feel it begin to start stiffening again! It was late and I knew they had better get going, so I stood up.
"Okay, you gals. You better get dressed and leave. It's getting late and I don't want you to get into any trouble."
Before they got dressed, they insisted I let them say good-by to my prick. They each fondled my cock and balls and then took a few long sucks on it. By the time they were dressed, I had a full-blown hard-on again!
I bought the rest of their cookies and then they left.
I had them in my apartment several times together after that, and also individually. We always had a ball. I never did fuck them, though. They were too young for that!
They weren't the only ones to come to my place. I had quite a few. Even some boys, once! I also continued to use my bathroom window as a stage. But in all my years of exhibitioning I never have, nor do I think I ever will, meet two young, sexy girls like Mickey and Trudy. They were the ultimate as far as I'm concerned. I could never ask for better viewers of my exhibitionistic acts.
A REFLECTIVE PAUSE
In the preceding two chapters I have presented two male case histories verbatim, and without etiological comment. My purpose in doing so is to emphasize the striking similarity between the two histories.
For one thing, it is interesting to note Neal's and Thad's mutual obsession for oral copulation. It seems they both derive their utmost satisfaction from this sexual act more than any other. Thad being the forerunner, since he did not attempt copulation, whereas Neal performed this act at one point-Both Neal and Thad, being experienced "pros," preferred young subjects. This is quite typical, however, for the exhibitionist. It seems, because of one psychological fault or another in their characters, they feel they will only be accepted by a younger, smaller person. This could be caused by shortness of stature, smallness of genitals, or simply a fear of being rejected by a woman of eligible legal age, the last being the most common.
The major factor in developing the type of personality disorder we are discussing is a combination of two things: 1) The decision, at an early age, that one is inferior in one way or another, and 2) an experience during the young, formative years, involving a traumatic acceptance of the exposed genitals, usually by the opposite sex.
It was discovered, in the above cases, that both men considered their sex organs to be inferior. It is interesting to note that upon examination, this was found to be untrue. In fact, both subjects possessed slightly larger than average genitals!
Another point of interest is the fact that they both considered themselves sex "instructors." This again is quite typical. An exhibitionist enjoys the premise of initiating the unsophisticated. I doubt that many of us can say that, at some point in our younger years, we didn't encounter an older person showing us their sex parts, either purposely or inadvertently, and that we didn't learn from the experience.
There may be other factors involved. As A. Andrioli states: "There are many whys for exhibitionism. The desire to make women jealous, to show them what the male has but the woman does not, may prompt such activity. Displaying the penis to public view may be an act of regression to a childhood level. Some adult males expose their genitals to prove to the world, and to themselves, that they are indeed men . . . Or, the motivating factor may be as uncomplicated as the primitive urge to attract the female ..."
KIRK: A CHRONICLED REVELATION
Kirk L. is a bright, good-looking, twenty-year-old junior in a western university. Hard-working, aggressive, with an "A" average, he is considered a scholar by his peers. The little time this sandy-haired, blue-eyed, slim six-footer devotes to sports has been sufficient enough to earn him a letter in basketball. Growing up in a better than average family environment, he had been given just about everything he wanted, including his own car.
His father, a moderately successful engineer, usually returned home from his work after Kirk had been bedded down for the night. As a result, Kirk had had little contact with his father in his earlier years.
At the time of his exhibitionistic manifestations, Kirk was living in a small, twelve-unit court near the university, and had enticed one of his neighbor's daughters, Patty, age twelve, and her playmate, Sue, age eleven, into his apartment. While the two pretty, young girls were sitting in his living room drinking cold drinks and looking at some pinup girl magazines he had given them, he went into the bedroom, saying he was going to get some books.
Once in the bedroom, he immediately stripped naked. By the time he had removed all of his clothes he had a hard erection, trembling in anticipation of what was to transpire. He adjusted the door, leaving it open about three inches, and then placed a chair opposite. Anyone standing in the hall could readily see the chair through the partly opened door. He then sat on it, faced the door, and began to masturbate, every once in awhile coughing loudly!
The little girls, of course, began to wonder what was taking him so long and, hearing the coughing, they decided to investigate. As they entered the hallway, they immediately faced the scene in the brightly lighted bedroom. Seeing Kirk naked, and what he was doing to himself, startled them at first, but, being curious, they moved closer to the door. What they saw made their eyes widen and they giggled with embarrassment.
When Kirk heard the girls giggling, he knew he had his audience, so he started his show. First, he slowly stroked his hard penis from bottom to top with both hands alternately, stopping periodically to play with the glans (head) of the organ. Next, he grasped the base of his penis and squeezed, making the head enlarge to half again its erected size. Then he fondled his balls, lifting them up and dropping them.
The girls were fascinated and could hardly believe their eyes. Excitedly, they started making comments to each other.
Patty said, "I saw my brother do what he's doing once, but his thing is bigger than my brother's."
"I've never seen such a big thing before. Just little ones that the boys at school have," commented Sue, and then she added, "Look at his big balls!"
Then they both agreed that they were getting a "funny feeling" between their legs.
Kirk had counted on the girls to make remarks, and even though they were talking in low tones, he could hear them. It was beyond his wildest hopes. He suddenly lost control and proceeded to masturbate furiously until his sperm spurted into the air and down onto his legs.
When Kirk ejaculated, the girls experienced the second shock of the evening, and their comments of "Wow, look at that," and, "Gee whiz," were quite a bit louder than their earlier responses. When Kirk got up and walked out of sight, the girls hurried back to the living room.
Kirk had climaxed so intensely that he was actually weak. This had been an extremely satisfying episode. Everything had turned out better than his expectations. Especially the girls' comments about the size of his penis.
With his usual feeling of guilt, he cleaned up the mess he had created, put on his robe, and walked into the living room as if nothing had happened. He asked the girls if they were enjoying the magazines. They giggled again and said that they were. Kirk went on into the kitchen, opened a beer, came back, and sat in a chair opposite the girls.
After a few swallows of beer, Kirk told them that he knew they had watched him, and that it was not a nice thing for young girls to do. The young ladies blushed and tittered some more. He then asked them if they would like to see some more. They didn't answer and he interpreted their silence to mean yes.
He stood up, threw open his robe, and let them see his slowly rising penis and hanging testicles.
One of the girls later said, "It's different when you peek at someone, but when they stand in front of you naked, that's something else. We jumped up and ran out the front door."
During our interview sessions, Kirk was not the least bit hesitant to relate his background and experiences in detail, once he was assured I would not reveal his identity.
He had had the usual sex play with neighborhood children, but little knowledge or interest in sex until the age of eleven. I asked him to relate this significant episode of his life.
"Yes, I remember my first real sexual experience. It happened when I was eleven. A twelve-year-old neighbor boy, Jimmie was his name, and I were playing in the basement of our apartment building. We started talking about girls and he asked me if I had ever 'done it with a girl.' I asked him what he meant and he said, 'Have you ever put your thing into a girl's hole?'
"Now, I had been playing games with girls. You know, like taking off our pants and fondling each other's genitals, and when a girl would play with my prick it always stayed erect until we were through messing around. Usually, while the girl played with my penis, I would play with her hole, but I still didn't realize the functions of our genitals. I told Jimmy I didn't know what he meant.
"Then he asked me impatiently, 'Does your dick get hard when you play with it?'
" 'Sure it does. Why?' I asked.
" 'Well, that's why it gets hard, so you can put it into a girl's hole. And boy, does it ever feel good to do it! The girl that takes care of me when my folks go out is about fourteen, and she's really showed me a lot of things!'
"I was so interested I began to get an excited erection. I asked him to tell me what things she had taught him. He decided that the best thing to do would be to take our clothes off and he could then show me. We stripped quickly, and Jimmie proceeded to tell about his babysitter.
" 'Her name is Beth, and boy, she is something else! After she puts me to bed, she starts playing around. She likes to play with my dick, and when it gets hard she takes her clothes off. Man, has she got a body! Her titties stand straight out, with little pink knobs on the points. She always asks me to play with them. They're so smooth and solid, and when I squeeze 'em she starts kissing me all over. I mean all over. She even kisses my ass cheeks. Pretty soon she gets to my belly, and then she grabs my stiff prick and starts jacking it off.'
"I stopped him there and asked him what 'jacking off meant.
" 'Boy, you don't know nothin', do ya? Did you ever put your hand around it and pull up and down like this?'
"While he was telling his story both of our cocks got hard, and when I glanced down at Jimmie's I was surprised to see not the penis of a twelve-year-old, but a much larger one. Until then I had not particularly noticed other boys' organs, and suddenly I felt ashamed of my small but actually normal-sized penis.
"When he looked down, watching me put my hand around my cock, he noticed the size of it and said, 'You sure got a small one. Look at mine.'
With that he grabbed the whole works in his hand, and boy, it was a handful, balls and all.
"He started to masturbate again, and I followed his actions. That was my introduction to jacking off. I've been jacking off regularly, every day since then.
"We continued to jack off slowly while he finished his story about the girl.
" 'Like I was saying, she showed me how to do it, and when I start to tighten up and it feels like something is going to happen inside my dick, she puts her mouth on it. In fact, she puts my whole prick in her mouth and starts sucking it like crazy. Every time she does that I start squirting out stuff. She never quits then. She usually says, "You wonderful boy, I know there's more to come," and keeps playing with me. When it gets completely hard again, she straddles me, a leg on each side, and squats down, right on my prick. Boy! You never felt anything like it, when your dick goes into a girl's hole.'
"We masturbated ourselves for a while, and before I could ask him what he meant about 'shooting stuff,' he suggested that we do it to each other. That was my first real sexual thrill, when Jimmie put his hand around my stiff cock.
"Jimmie really knew how to do it. He played with my balls, and once he even put a finger in my anus, while he masturbated me until I thought I was going to faint.
"We had been standing in a corner of the basement all this while, and suddenly Jimmie, still holding onto my prick, led me to a box and told me to sit down. What he did next really surprised me! He got on his knees and put his mouth around my cock. It was a traumatic experience for a boy of eleven, believe me!"
Kirk was visibly flushed and nervous at this point in the interview, and was quite obviously sexually stimulated. I asked him if he cared to continue. He assured me that he wanted to. I then asked him if Jimmie had been doing anything else while fellating him.
"Oh, yes. He was jacking himself off furiously. Then all of a sudden he stopped sucking up and down and just went down! I thought he was going to swallow my whole dick! He quivered and shook, and then released my cock from his mouth. It sounded like something being pulled out of some thick mud. Slurp! I was a little disturbed, because I felt I was coming to some sort of happening. I know now that I was getting close to my first orgasm, and that he did, in fact, have an orgasm. I looked down and saw a puddle of whitish liquid on the floor and some dripping from his cock. He pulled out his handkerchief, wiped himself off, and stood up. While we dressed, we promised each other we would do it again. With that, we left the basement. We never got together again, though, because his family moved from the area the next week.
"I continued to go to the basement to jack off after he moved, however, and during one of my sessions something happened that made such an impression on me that I guess it actually affected my later sex desires.
"During my lone excursions to the basement, I had propped up some boxes so I could sit down and lean back. I was sitting there one afternoon, naked from the waist down, really whipping my dick, when all of a sudden I heard giggling.
"Looking toward the sound, I was startled to see two young girls peering through the basement window just above me. Two pretty things about ten and eleven years old. There was plenty of light in the basement, so I knew they could see me quite well.
"Since the window was at street level, the girls had to squat down to look in. I really had a good view of their legs and panties. I could actually see the pink outline of one's sex parts, and it really excited me! I remember wishing that they didn't have any panties on at all!
"For some reason, their watching me didn't embarrass me. Especially when I heard one tell the other, 'Gee, isn't his thing big? And look at that funny bag under it!' Since I was still smarting from the remarks Jimmie had made about my dick, I really felt great to hear them say that.
"It excited me tremendously when they discussed the size of my prick, and also their wonderment as to what I was doing with it. So much that my balls ached from the tension of my erection.
"I was really pumping on it at this point, and acting like I didn't know they were watching me. Then I decided to give them a real good show. I slid forward on the box so I could lie flat, with my feet toward the window. Man -- they really had a view when I started beating my meat again!
"They continued to exchange remarks about my actions, and I still didn't let on that I knew they were there. Suddenly a sensation started coming over me, similar to the way I had felt when Jimmie had played with me, only stronger. I felt as if a string was being pulled from my balls out through my prick, and the string had knots in it! For the first time in my life I was experiencing a complete satisfying ejaculation! It startled me somewhat, but let me tell you, that was the first time I had gone all the way to completion. I bet I shot three feet into the air! I was totally exhausted and just lay there, breathing deeply. In fact, I was panting!
"The girls ooh'd and ah'd when they saw my organ spurt that white fountain into the air. They watched until the last weak dribble pulsed out and, sensing the show was over, ran off laughing gleefully.
"A sudden sense of guilt came over me as I was cleaning up the mess. I quickly stuffed my soft penis into my pants and got out of the basement as fast as I could.
"I did, however, put my show on from the basement quite a few times after that, and the girls were usually there. I remember one time they had two other little girls with them. They were all squatting, looking in the window and learning the facts of life, when I happened to glance up. To my amazement, I noticed that one of them didn't have any panties on at all! While she crouched there, I could see her open, hairless pussy. I could see the works! Even her inner lips! Wow! That was really something. It sure set me on fire. I had learned, more or less, to control my orgasms. You know, hold them back so I could go on longer and have a better thrill at the end. But she almost made me lose all control! I held off long enough to give them a good scene, but when the pantyless mini-doll started to caress herself between her legs, I couldn't stop myself from shooting a good one. They stayed this time, watching me clean myself off. It embarrassed me.
"It had been some time since I had played with or looked at a girl's pussy, and after seeing the girl at the window, I decided to find a girl with whom I could put my newly gained sex knowledge to practical use. My opportunity came about a month later. In my class at school there was a girl who was purported to be bad. That is, she was known to play 'dirty.' I decided to get her to play 'dirty' with me!
"Her name was Lorrie, and boy, I didn't know what I was letting myself in for! Since my mother was visiting someone and wouldn't be home until late in the evening, I talked Lorrie into coming to my apartment with the promise of showing her some of those little eight-pager cartoon books. The boys in my school used to trade them like comic books (the regular kind), and I had quite a collection. Anyway, after school was out she said she would be at my house about a half hour later. I rushed home, excited as hell!
"I sat in the apartment with a big hard-on, waiting for her. I had to fight myself to keep from jacking off, I was so hot! Pretty soon she knocked on the door and when I opened it, I was really stunned!
"There in front of me stood not only Lorrie, but two more pretty girls! I was sure shocked, but when they all said 'Hi,' I let them in and locked the door.
"One girl, Beth, about my age, twelve, was a real doll. She was wearing a micro-miniskirt, as were all of them, and her little titties really pointed out of her blouse. I tried to imagine what they must have looked like. The other girl, Pat, was older, about fourteen. Her breasts were more fully formed, of course, and they were quite round and big compared to the small, dainty figure she had. The one thing I had never seen or played with was a girl's titties, and I was certainly getting excited thinking about the ones that were right there in my apartment!
"When they all sat on the sofa, I really had a show! Their little skirts went right up their legs. I saw plenty of thighs and panties! It was obvious that they weren't trying to keep themselves covered.
"After they sat down, Lorrie spoke up and asked, 'Well, where are those books you told me about? I told my girlfriends about them and they want to have a look, too.'
" 'Yeah, let's see 'em,' Pat said, blushingly.
"I really needed no further encouragement to dig them out of their hiding place. I had about ten of them and boy, did they devour them! I could tell they were getting bothered by the way they kept squeezing their legs together and blushing.
"When they started making remarks like, 'Look at this thing,' and 'Look, he's got it all the way in her hole,' and 'I've never seen anyone put that thing in their mouth like in this picture,' this kind of talk made me so excited that I wanted to drop my pants then and there and show them what a real prick looked like, but I controlled myself.
"The older girl, Pat, was quite flushed, and her hand was in her lap, moving slightly. All of a sudden she turned to the other girls and said, 'Hey, look at this. They're taking this guy's pants off.' She looked over at me and then back to the girls. 'I've got an idea. Why don't we pants Kirk and see what he looks like?' I was exhilarated. I couldn't have imagined a better suggestion. If they had only known how eager I was to get my pants off! I put on a good act, though, and told them I would fight them if they tried to do it. They were all for the idea, and they all jumped up and started for me.
"I pretended to try to get away, but in reality I let them catch me. They threw me to the floor and one held my arms while the other two sat on my legs. I could have gotten away, but I didn't struggle that hard. They were all giggling and talking with nervous excitement. Pat unbuckled my belt, unzipped my zipper, and pulled my pants down to my knees. They were all looking at the bulge in my shorts, and I could tell that they were about to 'chicken' out and stop. I couldn't have stood that, so I laughingly said, 'You sure didn't pants me,' and acted like I was trying to get up. I made them use more force to keep me down this time. That did it. Pat grabbed the top of my shorts and started to pull them down. They were all watching. Their eyes were glued to my crotch. I was going out of my mind with what I now know was sexual passion. She had difficulty getting my shorts over my stiff prick, but she finally managed. My cock sprang up and hit her hand, causing her to jump from the shock of its hot touch. There was a show for them! My naked, wild, hard organ throbbing up and down!
"They were all silent for a while, staring in awe at my engorged masculinity. They were looking at my prick and balls as if they were seeing the eighth wonder of the world! The thrill I experienced while they were scrutinizing my genitals was sensational!
"Finally Pat said, 'Wow! That's some thing. My brother's isn't that big or nice looking!' The other girls just gazed at my equipment with wide eyes while my cock seemed to get harder and harder, if that was at all possible!
"Then Pat reached out a finger and touched the head of it, and the others followed suit. Pretty soon they were squeezing and caressing it until I thought I would burst! They took turns playing with my ball bag, too.
"Pat picked up one of the books, looked at it and at me, with a strange expression on her face. She put her hand between her legs, stared at my pulsing prick for a moment, and then said, 'I want to do what they're doing in this picture!' With that, she yanked up her little skirt and pulled down her panties.
"I struggled in earnest then, and when I managed to break away from them, I stood in the center of the room, hands on hips, cock pointing skyward, and said, 'If you girls want to do anything else, you gotta show me your titties!' That seemed to excite and please them, and it ended up with the whole bunch taking all of their clothes off!
"The thrill for me was unbelievable! I can't adequately describe how I felt. I sat on the floor watching them undress, and the skirts, blouses, panties, and bras were flying all over. They must have experienced a wonderful release, because they all started to sort of dance around the room. I just grabbed hold of my aching prick and stared excitedly at the bouncing titties and jiggling asses.
"Pat had the largest tits. They were just about full-grown and round, with small, pink nipples. She had a nearly full crop of black curly hair on her pussy, but I could still see her swollen sex lips protruding.
"I thought Beth was the cutest. She hadn't worn a bra, and the sexy pointed tits I had imagined while she was dressed were a reality. They were not full-grown, but swelled at the base and tapered to a point. They were so firm they hardly moved at all. She had little hair on her cunt and I had no difficulty seeing her rosy outer lips. I even got a glimpse of her delicately red-colored inner lips, glistening with moisture. Every once in a while she would daintily rub herself there. I have never encountered a more beautiful ass on a girl. The cheeks looked like two honeydew melons. They were slim and solid, rolling out sharply from the small of her back. When she walked, those cheeks really gyrated.
"Lorrie, too, was quite attractive in her naked state. Her breasts swelled to a nice size, with large, erected, brownish nipples, offset by a rosy background. They were very animated when she walked, bouncing ail over. They weren't flabby or pendulous. Just nice and soft. She had about half of her quota of hair on her pussy, and it formed a perfect triangle. I could see her sex quite plainly. Her little nib of a clitoris stood out like a tiny prick.
"When the girls started dancing around, I began to jack off. I was slowly pumping away and watching them. Especially Beth. The way her ass moved when she walked was too much! When she noticed me jacking it, she came over and sat on the floor next to me with a curious look on her face.
" 'I've never seen a big boy's thing before,' she said, hesitantly. 'Why do you do that? Does it feel good?' Her eyes never strayed from my jacking hand. I answered, 'It sure does. I can't help doing it when I see all of you girls naked. What does a girl do to feel good?' 'This,' she answered, putting her fingers over the upper part of her cleft and rubbing up and down. I was fascinated and watched her intently.
"Impulsively, I reached out and caressed one of her tits. She jumped from the contact and I pulled my hand back. 'Don't stop. Play with both of them,' she said in a whisper. I gently placed a hand on each one, and boy! -- did they ever feel good! So soft and rubbery. I started squeezing them and bouncing them up and down, like the girls had done with my balls. Her rubbing went faster and faster until suddenly she stopped and clasped her hand around my prick. It was my turn to jump then, but she didn't let go. She just started doing what I had been doing to myself. Her hot hand felt better than mine and I could feel myself coming to an end.
"I guess nature took over then, because Beth slowly laid herself down on the floor and automatically spread her legs apart. Her butt was actually up off the floor, and I could not only see her open cunt but her asshole as well. I climbed between her legs and tried to get my prick into her cunt, but I couldn't do it. Finally she put her hand on it and guided it in. Fortunately for me, she wasn't a virgin and my cock started slipping right in. I could feel every little ridge and wrinkle inside her hot, wet passageway. I could also feel her cunt constricting around my organ as if it were sucking on it! It was my first fuck, and I'll tell you it was some experience!
"When the other girls noticed what we were doing, they came running over, chattering like a couple of parakeets. Pat was very irate and said, 'Hey, it was my idea to do that. I was going to be first!' But we were too far gone to pay any attention to her, or anything else. I was really pumping it, and Beth was pushing up to meet every thrust of mine. I clamped my hands onto her titties and damned near pulled them off! She was groaning and moaning, and her cunt was grasping my cock like my friend Jimmie had with his mouth, only the feeling was a thousand times more sensual. 'I can . . . feel your . . . bag . . . bounce on . . . my butt,' Beth managed to say between my thrusts.
"The other girls were on the floor behind us, watching the action close up. It must have been a sight watching my wet prick sliding in and out of Beth's cunt! Then, thrill of all thrills, Pat started playing with our parts. She fondled my balls, put her hand on my cock as it pulled out, stuck her finger in our asses, and a few other things. While doing all this, she was also masturbating, as was Lorrie.
"I quickly reached the termination point and couldn't hold back any longer. With a tremendous surge forward, I discharged a salvo of spurting sperm into her hot, hungry pussy, and it seemed I couldn't stop coming. I thought I had hurt her, because she cried out. She was having her orgasm in rhythm with mine. When I finally stopped spewing into her, we just lay there trying to get our strength back. Pat and Lorrie also made some whimpering sounds and I guess they had climaxed also.
"It was quite an experience with those girls. One I'll never forget! We ended up doing just about everything in the books! I screwed all three, and even did it to Lorrie in the ass! When it was all over, I was totally exhausted. But I was satisfied.
"I guess I was really hooked on exhibiting myself from then on. You see, I was convinced that the only way I could get any real sex was to start by showing myself. I enjoyed hearing girls praise my genitals. Especially if she was startled at seeing them in the first place. I started exhibiting myself in alleys, basements, and wherever the opportunity presented itself.
"I remember when I was seventeen, we had moved into an apartment overlooking the street from the second floor. Our kitchen window was over the sidewalk, and I used to stand in the window with just my bathrobe on and wait for girls to walk past. There were trees along the curb so no one could see our window from across the street, only from the sidewalk below. I had checked this out previously, because I usually take all the precautions I can before I exhibit myself. I guess that's why I didn't get caught for such a long time.
"One day three beautiful, sweet young ladies, each about thirteen years old, came down the sidewalk. I had raised the window so they could hear me cough and see me better. I'd always cough just loud enough to be heard from the street, thus attracting the attention of my victim. When they'd look up, I would be putting on my show!
"Well, when I saw the girls I opened my robe and jacked my dick a little to get it hard. Then I coughed. They looked up and I could tell by their faces that they were really shocked. It was great! They just stood there and stared up at me. I acted as if I were doing something in the kitchen, and every once in a while I'd grab my cock and squeeze it.
"They didn't laugh, but instead seemed to take the whole thing very seriously, almost clinically, as if they didn't want to miss a thing! Then I stood with my side to the window and started masturbating. (You can see it better from the side.) This started them talking to each other. I couldn't hear what they were saying, but I knew they were discussing my actions. After a while they left. I was certain they would be back the next day, so I started to make plans.
"I decided I would try to get them into my apartment and maybe talk them into having some fun. The first thing I did was to write a note saying, 'If you can be quiet, and keep your mouth shut, you can come up here and watch me. If you're not chicken.' Then I tied the note to an old spoon and hid it in back of a drawer. I could hardly sleep that night just thinking about the next day!
"Sure enough, the next afternoon the girls came bouncing along the walk toward my window. When they stopped and looked up, I was in the midst of an excellent performance!
"I had a real springing hard-on, and one girl even walked off the sidewalk away from the building to get a better view! When she did that, I threw the spoon and note out the window. She was a little startled, but she picked it up, read it, glanced up at me, and then showed it to the others. They started giggling and talking, all the while looking at me. I finally stood out of their sight, watching them, and pretty soon they walked on toward the front of the building. I prayed that they were going to come up, and presently I heard footsteps on the stairway. I got extremely excited and decided it would be better if I closed my robe, so I did. After what seemed like hours, there was a knock on the door. I opened it and there they were. All three of them!
"I hurriedly said, 'Come on in before someone sees you,' and hustled them into the apartment. I suggested that they sit on the couch and they did. I sure got a good show of panties when they did, because their miniskirts, as usual, shifted way up.
"I convinced them that no one would catch us there, and I made them promise that they wouldn't tell anyone what we did, or we wouldn't do anything.
"Then one of them, a cute blonde who appeared more developed, physically, and who was also more aggressive than the others, said, 'Oh, we won't tell. We just want to see you do what you were doing at the window. It's just. . . well. .. we've never seen anything like what you were doing, and I guess we're . . . we're just curious. Would you show us that again?'
"I had become unbelievably stimulated and I had a raging hard-on, but I was forcing myself to hold off doing anything for as long as possible. 'First of all, what are your names?' I asked. 'Mine is Kirk.'
"The blonde spoke up again. 'Okay. My name is Carla, the brunette is Eve, and this is Carmen.' The last named was a beautiful, black-haired, Mexican girl. All three were very well developed for their ages.
"I was a little embarrassed, since most of my exhibiting had been performed at a distance, with no communication between me and my audience. Still hesitating, I asked, 'Would you really like me to show you?'
"They were all staring at the way my robe was pointing at them and Carmen answered meekly, 'That's why we came up, mister. You said you would in the note.' Then they all giggled.
"I finally got them to promise that they would show me something if I showed them. I still felt a little uneasy as I walked to the center of the room, but when I saw their big pretty eyes riveted to the front of my robe, that did it! I couldn't hold off any longer!
"Facing them, I untied the belt of my robe and threw it open, releasing my engorged, bouncing prick! Their astonishment was tremendous, evidenced by their gasps of 'Oh' and 'Wow!' I stood there with my hands on my hips, feeling like a god, or Superman. I had the feeling that my stiff staff proved beyond a doubt just who the dominant sex was. They actually seemed to shrink a bit as they stared with respect at my hard cock. They were really stunned, and started uttering remarks like, 'Boy, look how big it is,' and 'Man, that's really something!'
"Now -- I don't have an unusually large organ, but to girls of that age, a normal, mature penis and scrotum must seem very large. Especially if they haven't seen one close up before. That's why I prefer exhibiting myself to young girls. Their interest is so great. And also, I'm really teaching them something!
"Their attention greatly turned me on and I almost discharged right then! I grabbed hold of my hot prick and pumped it a few times. Then I lifted my balls to give them a good look at them. I thought their eyes would pop from their sockets!
"Eve then asked, 'Why don't you turn around?' That was my cue, so I could do nothing less than what had been requested by my audience. I dropped my robe, spun around to expose my ass, and then, always the showman, I bent over and touched my toes! That really gave them a picture of my asshole. With my prick and balls in the background!
"As I straightened up and faced them, there was a lot of whispering and tittering. I was surprised to see Eve, the quiet one, rubbing her crotch. She was obviously hot to do things. I saw my advantage and said, 'It's only fair that you give me a show. You promised you would.' This started the snickering again and finally Carla said, 'We did, girls, so let's do it.'
"I sat in a chair in front of them and proceeded to jack off. They hesitated briefly and then, practically in unison, they lifted their skirts and pulled off their panties.
"God, what a sight! Three adorable teenyboppers sitting in front of me showing me their honey-boxes.
"Needless to say, I started pumping my prick seriously and with total abandon. The girls fingered themselves as they watched me. I had controlled myself as long as possible, but this was it! I discharged one of the biggest loads ever. My sperm just kept squirting out of my prick's mouth! And, according to the girls' reactions, they experienced a climax with me.
"After that, they all pulled on their panties while I watched, and when those sweet pussies were covered they went home. I fell on the couch and napped awhile before I cleaned up the mess.
"I got my biggest kick from hearing the girls' comments while they watched me. It was obvious that the whole thing had come about because I had exhibited myself!
"I continued to exhibit myself whenever the situation appeared reasonably safe. After I graduated from high school, I moved here to go to the university. I've had to move several times because other people in the buildings where I lived became suspicious. I just about got caught at the last place I lived, and that's why I moved to this place.
"I've exhibited myself in every way I could imagine. I know it isn't the right thing to do, but. . . but it seems to be the only way I can get sexual satisfaction. Oh, I've screwed a lot of girls, but my real kick comes when young girls express their interest, or surprise, in my genitals. And best of all, when they get turned on watching me!"
PROGNOSIS
When one analyzes Kirk's history, it can readily be detected that the experience he had in his earlier years (his friend, Jimmie, with the oversized penis, teasing him about the size of his genitals) had a traumatic effect on Kirk's life. When the girls saw him in the basement, he regained his ego by their comments concerning the size of his organ. He also experienced his initial orgasm (this being the most traumatic experience in life) while the girls were watching him.
These experiences set the pattern, subconsciously, of his sexual growth. We all have the need to be accepted, one of the most serious "hurts" in life being rejection. As Kirk grew older, he was secure in the thought that he would always be accepted by younger girls. He was afraid of being rejected by older girls, so he "played it safe," so to speak.
With proper therapy and counseling, it is felt that Kirk will soon direct his sexual motivations and desires along a more normal, satisfying course.
APRIL IN FULL VIEW
Since it is universally accepted that women are exhibitionistic in nature, it is the extraordinary female indeed whose activities are so blatantly obvious that she could be considered an "exhibitionist" as such. These cases are quite rare in socio-sexual research.
The following case history concerns an unfortunate girl whom we shall call April. It illustrates how April developed an abnormal desire to exhibit herself early in life due to several traumatic experiences, and how this aberration grew as she reached maturity.
Here, then, is April's story in her own words, as related to me during our many interviews.
"I guess I've been showing off my ass ever since I knew what the words meant. I really get my kicks watching men's reactions when they can see my ass or pussy. I show myself off everywhere. On buses. In restaurants. At sports functions. Just about every place I can get away with it.
"I like to sit on the bus with my miniskirt tight across the top of my legs and pulled halfway up to my waist. You can see right up my legs! I'm twenty-two years old now and my legs are just as good as they were when I was sixteen. Boy! When I was sixteen, I used to go to school without any pants on. My locker was a lower one, so I had to bend down to get to it. If there were any boys coming down the corridor, I'd swing my knees toward them and spread my legs just far enough so they could look all the way up and see my cunt and asshole! It used to really turn them on.
"I was about eleven years old when I first began to realize that boys like to look at girls. I used to think boys were funny. If they were chasing me and I'd fall, with my dress going up, they sure would stare between my legs. I wondered at the time why they were so interested in looking there. I didn't have anything there to look at. Just a puffy slit that I pee'd out of. Boys were the ones that had something to look at. I had seen small boys a few times, but I hadn't understood what I was looking at.
"About this same age I began to realize that funny things were going on with my mom and dad in their bedroom. I used to hear funny noises, like they were fighting or something. But then after awhile I'd hear them giggling and laughing.
"I had a girlfriend by the name of Carol, and she was sure a smart one. She had seen her father naked and she tried to describe to me what it looked like, but it didn't make any sense to me. She said it was long and big around and that something hung down under it. It didn't sound at all like what I'd seen on babies. She also told me about a twelve-year-old boy she'd seen and how his thing was stiff and standing straight out! I wondered how a boy could be comfortable with all that hanging between his legs. And if it got stiff, how could he stand it?
"One day after school, I visited a girl named Jean. She had an older brother, and while I was there a friend of his came looking for him. Her brother was gone, and when she told him he asked if he could use the toilet. She told him he could.
"We went into the living room to finish some iced tea we were drinking, and while we were sitting there we heard a funny sound coming from the bathroom. We got up and looked down the hall and there, at the end of the hall, sitting on the toilet, was the boy. He hadn't even shut the door! He had his pants down and we could see his thing! It was stiff and sticking up, and he had his fingers on it, going up and down. We looked for a few minutes and then ran back into the living room, giggling. Pretty soon he came out, said thanks and left.
"That was the first time I ever saw a hard-on or someone jacking off.
"I was more determined than ever to see what my parents were doing, after that. I remember the night I finally did.
"I was taking a bath this one night and I was soaping myself down. While I was rubbing on my pee hole, I started to get a funny feeling there. I rubbed some more and I began to feel funny all over. Putting down the washrag, I commenced rubbing my slit with my hand. I soon discovered that it felt best at the top of my hole, so I started rubbing there. Suddenly I found something I didn't know I had. It was like a little button, or bump, at the top and just inside my hole. I caressed myself until I got tired. Then I went to bed, trying to understand my discovery.
"Just as I was about to go to sleep, I heard those sounds coming from my folks' room. I decided I was going to find out what was going on right then!
"I got out of bed and went to their door. I stood there listening and I could hear some of the things they were saying. Things like, 'Oh, honey, that feels good,' and 'Put it in now, baby.' That was my mother. Then my dad made a few remarks. 'Kiss it first, doll,' and 'That's it. Oh God, that feels wild. Get it all wet and slippery.'
"My curiosity was killing me. I had to know what they were doing. I decided I would try to open their door a little and peek in. I managed to get it open a crack without making any noise, and what I saw was unforgettable and unbelievable. To a girl of eleven, anyway.
"Their bed was lengthways, with the foot of it closest to the door. All I could see were their feet, legs, and asses. My father was on top. I knew that because of his hairy legs. But the thing that held me spellbound was that my mother had her legs around his waist, and there was enough light so I could see between his ass. I saw his thing! Or part of it! It looked like a small purse, or bag, with something heavy in it. It kept swinging back and forth with his movements. He was going up and down. Sort of forward and backward. After looking closely, I began to get glimpses of his thick, hard thing going into my mom's hole. My dad'd pull it way out, and then push it all the way in. Every time it came out I could tell it was wet, because it glistened in the light. I don't know how my mom could get that big thing into her. I only watched a short while. Then I shut the door and went to my bed.
"Once in my bed, I put my hand on my own hole and tried to put a finger into it, but it hurt, so I stopped. I still couldn't imagine how a man's big thing could get into a little hole like that.
"By the time I was twelve, I was masturbating every night. I still hadn't managed to get my whole finger into it, but I sure had learned how to get my kicks from jacking off! I had a full-length mirror on my closet door, and I used to take all my clothes off and look at my naked body. At that time I was really filling out. My breasts were growing and I could see the outline of them quite well. I knew I was going to have good ones. There was a while when I was afraid I wasn't going to have any! My titties came out to a point and the nipples were quite prominent. When I rubbed them they got hard and stood out. Sometimes, when I would least expect it, like in school or walking down the street, they got hard. Every time I rubbed my hole they got hard, too.
"It felt good when I'd run my hands over them and squeeze the nipples between my fingers. I usually played with them while jacking off.
"One day I was babysitting a seven-year-old boy, and while I was playing on the floor with him, this funny feeling came over me and I did something that I didn't understand. I suddenly lifted up my sweater and said to him, 'Look what I have. Aren't they nice?'
"He looked at them for a while and then reached out and squeezed them, and sort of ran his hands over them. You can't imagine how great that felt. My nipples swelled so big I thought they were going to burst! I just lay on the floor and let him play with them to his heart's content!
"Pretty soon I got that feeling in my hole, so I pushed my hand under my shorts and panties and jacked off right there on the floor, with him playing with my tits! I wondered why I was doing such a thing.
"My friend Carol and I used to go to the movies every Saturday afternoon. This particular Saturday we went to our usual seats, about ten rows from the front. We had been there about a half hour when this man sat down next to Carol. He was about thirty, I guess, but I didn't pay much attention to him until about fifteen minutes later. My eyes were glued to the screen, enjoying the picture, when suddenly I heard Carol sort of sigh. I turned to see what was the matter, and there she was, slumped down in her seat with her legs spread apart, her dress practically up to her waist. I noticed something dark on her white skin, and when I looked closer I could see it was the man's hand moving up her thigh! His hand finally disappeared under her dress. I could hardly believe it!
"She was sighing softly, enjoying what he was doing. I think, at that time, I would have screamed and been scared to death.
"Then I saw something that really shook me! Carol's hand was under the man's coat in his lap! It was too dark to see much, but I saw that!
"I kept watching them out of the corner of my eye for a while, and then the man bent over and whispered something in Carol's ear. She sort of giggled, then sat up and grabbed me by the arm.
" 'Listen,' she whispered excitedly. 'We can get two dollars if you want to do something. You want to?'
"Hesitantly I asked, 'What do you mean?'
"She bent real close to me then, with her mouth on my ear. 'This guy next to me wants to sit between us and mess around with our legs and things. Hell pay us two dollars apiece if we let him.' I was hesitating, so she added, 'Nothing can happen to us here in the show, and hell even let us play with his thing, if we keep our mouths shut. I've done it before and it's fun. What do you say?'
"I was a little frightened at first, but it began to sound exciting to me, so after a while I said, 'Okay.'
"I moved over and the man sat in my seat. He didn't waste any time and started right away. He put his hand on my leg and started moving up and down my thigh. The strangeness of his hand on my bare skin sent odd chills through my body and I started getting goose bumps. After a while I began to sense a warmness in my body.
"His hand kept getting closer to that place between my legs, but he was moving it very slowly. He was taking so long to touch me there that I almost asked him to do it. My pussy was actually aching for something to touch it. If he didn't hurry, I felt like I'd have to do it myself!
"Finally his hand arrived at my panties. I was so excited by this time that I pressed my body down onto his hand! This was all he needed. He worked his fingers under my panties and started fingering my pussy the way I always did. It felt a hundred times better with his hand doing it!
"While he was massaging my pussy, he leaned over and whispered, 'Put your hand under my coat and see what you find!'
"I didn't do it right away, because it seemed wrong and a little scary, but I finally decided, out of curiosity, to do it.
"I worked my hand under the coat and felt around a bit and suddenly my hand touched it! The first sensation I had was the heat of it. I started to feel around on it, and moving my fingers all over it lightly like that was causing it to jump and move around. It felt warm, soft and, well, just nice!
"I got bolder then and started to put my hand around it and I touched Carol's hand! When she felt my hand, she pulled hers away. I guess because she knew I'd never touched one before and wanted me to have my fun.
"I can't begin to tell you what an exciting thrill it was to have my hand around a full-size, stiff, man-thing. How can I describe the way it felt? Like I said, it was real hot, and it was hard, yet sort of rubbery. I could feel the life throbbing and pulsating through it as I clasped it firmly in my sweaty hand. I guess instinct dictated to me, because I started raising and lowering my hand along the thick, engorged shaft. The faster I went on his thing, the faster he went on my pussy.
"Gradually I became aware of his thing growing bigger and bigger. It was swelling in my hand, and then something occurred that surprised and startled me. I felt it start to pulsate rapidly, and all of a sudden something started pouring out of it! At first I thought he had pee'd on my hand, but I realized he hadn't, because the stuff was thick like canned milk, and there sure was a lot of it!
"My hand was covered with it, so before I pulled out from under his coat, I managed to wipe most of it off on the garment, hoping he wouldn't realize that I had done it. I finished wiping it off on the side of my dress.
"The moment the stuff had started flowing from his organ, he had jammed his finger all the way into my hole. I didn't really realize it until it was all over, and then I felt his finger in there. He pulled it out right after he made that stuff. When I took my hand from under his coat, he fumbled around in his lap a little bit and then quickly got up and practically ran down the aisle and out the door.
"Carol and I stayed until the end of the movie and then went home. When I took my dress off, I could see the white stuff where I'd wiped my hand.
"Carol and I decided that we would find out what sex was really all about between a boy and a girl. There were two boys in our room at school who were always trying to get girls to mess around with them, so we decided to go with them. We told them we'd meet them after school.
"When we got out of school, the boys said they knew a place we could go. It was in the park that was a few blocks from the school, and no one would see us. They led us to a wide section of high, thick bushes at the edge of the park. We climbed and crawled into this place and finally came to a little clearing where someone had put a bench. I could tell that others had used the place because there were bottles, cans, and rags and stuff all around.
"Once we got settled, the boys didn't waste any time. The one I was with was named Hal and he started by saying, 'Okay, let's all show each other what we look like. You know, our secret parts.' With that, he started taking off his pants. Jim, who was the other guy, followed suit.
"Carol and I were a little scared. At least I was. Finally Hal said, 'Come on, you girls gotta show us yours, too!'
"We eventually overcame our fear and shame and soon we were all naked. The boys looked cute standing there with their half-developed things sticking up in the air. They were really looking us over good. Hal turned to Jim and remarked, 'Boy, look at them tits. They sure do have some.' Jim agreed.
"The boys then had us lie down on the bench so they could examine us. Hal just stood there for a while, staring at my body and playing with his thing. I could feel his eyes burning into my skin. I noticed that his thing was bigger than it had looked at first.
"Hal dropped to his knees, pulled one of my legs off the bench, and started playing with my hole. He used both hands and opened it up so he could see the red lips inside, and his eyes were as big as bottle caps as he investigated my female parts. He probed with his finger, sticking it into the opening. It went in without hurting too much, I guess, because that man in the theatre had opened up the way a little.
"Next, he told me to get on my stomach, and as I turned over I noticed that Carol and Jim were doing about the same things. Once I was on my belly, Hal spread my ass cheeks apart and studied my little hole back there. He ran his finger across it, but he didn't try to put it in. Spreading my cheeks apart as far as they would go, he began playing with my front hole. I didn't realize he could get to it from the back! He had me turn back over, played with my hole a bit more, then told me it was my turn.
"The way a boy is built, it's easier to play with them if they stand in front of you, and that's the way we started out. He stood there, and I had the thrill of my life scrutinizing his equipment up close.
"I thought it looked pretty. His thing, I mean. It wasn't as big as the man's in the theatre, but it seemed a good size to me. I didn't hesitate to take hold of it, and he seemed to like that. Then I noticed the other part. The part I had seen hanging down between my dad's ass. I reached down and cupped it in my hand right away. It was weird, the way it felt. I could tell there were two oblong things inside the wrinkled bag, and they just sort of moved around in there! I let go of the sack and started to kind of slap it back and forth. He jumped back and told me to quit because it hurt. Boys are sure strange!
"When he came back to me, I started on his awesome thing again. It was then that I noticed the cute tiny mouth on the end of it. There was a silvery drop of liquid on it and I dabbed it off with my finger. It wasn't as thick or sticky as the other man's stuff had been. I remembered how the man had enjoyed it when I had put my hand around it and moved up and down, so I started doing that to Hal.
"I could tell he liked it because of his squirming, and I noticed that with my movements, the hanging thing really swung around. I kept going faster and faster until he looked like he was going to collapse, so I got up and told him to sit on the bench.
"Carol and Jim were having their fun, too. She had her face about two inches away from his thing while she played with it, and he was squeezing her titties at the same time. It looked to me like she was going to kiss his thing!
"I don't know if she kissed it or not, because I returned to my fun with Hal. I got on my knees between his legs and started my actions again on his equipment. In a short time his organ began to throb just like the man's did at the movie, and I was getting a big kick out of it. Here, in front of me, was this boy's large, white organ, with a little hair around it, turning red and getting more swollen with each movement of my hand. I bent down real close to get a good look and then it happened! His stuff burst forth and squirted at me like a water pistol, hitting me right in the face! Now I knew what had happened with the man in the theatre. It was then I realized that I had been fingering myself unconsciously all the while.
"I looked over at Carol just in time to see her lift her mouth off of Jim's dripping thing. I was amazed that a girl would do such a thing! I found out later, though, just how much fun that can be.
"I wiped my face off on Hal's handkerchief, and then we all got dressed and went home.
"I wanted to ask my mom all kinds of questions, but I knew better. I had tried it once before and she had really bawled me out, like it was bad to talk about such things. I think she could have helped prevent me from becoming what I am today if she had explained things to me and given me advice.
"I was still thinking about my fun that afternoon when I went to bed that night. My hand automatically went down to my hole and I was surprised to find it still wet. I began to play around and discovered that I could get most of my finger into it, and that it felt better than ever. I moved my finger in and out with even strokes, and slowly I felt something rising through my body. I moved faster and faster, and then an unexpected thing happened. It felt as if my hole was sucking my finger into it, and I was experiencing a strange new sensation below my tummy. My tittie nipples were stretched with hardness, and I could feel a blush cover my body like a blanket!
"I started gasping for air. I couldn't feel any part of my body but the little sexy bump at the top of my hole, and my finger rubbing on it. Then, unexpectedly, I sort of saw stars or lights, and for a few minutes I didn't know where I was!
"It sort of frightened me, because that had never happened to me before, and I didn't know what had taken place. I just know I felt so good and relaxed that I drifted off into a deep sleep. I had experienced my first orgasm!
"I had plenty of comes after that. During the next two years, I became very intimate with quite a few boys but never to the point of screwing them. What I liked to do was mutual jacking off. Nothing else.
"During those years I learned all the words, too. Words I wouldn't use in front of my folks but only in talking with my friends, and we used to talk a lot.
"I had a lot of friends and we used to do some wild tilings. I remember the party I had on my fourteenth birthday. Wow, it was really bitchin'! My mom and dad considered me old enough to take care of things, so they took advantage of the situation and went downtown to a show and then dancing. We were lucky because I knew they wouldn't be home until late.
"There were six boys and six girls at the party and we played all sorts of games, like Dare and Pony Express, and a lot of other ones. It was a blast! There were no fights. Even the girls got along with each other!
"This one game, Pony Express, is terrific! Everybody draws a card from the deck and the one with the lowest card goes into the bedroom. The lights are all off and they just stay in there waiting for whoever is the Pony Express 'rider.' It's sort of like post office, but you use cards. It sure beats just kissing!
"After the person goes into the bedroom, everyone of the opposite sex draws a card to see who goes in with them. Like if a boy goes into the bedroom, all the girls draw to see who goes in there with the boy, and vice versa, to deliver the mail.
"The rider then slips into the darkened bedroom, shuts the door, and feels around to find the receiver of the letter. When he finds them, he can do anything to the receiver he wants until they say, 'Deliver the letter.' When they say that, the rider has to stop what he's doing and kiss the receiver. Then they leave the room. It's impossible to tell who the rider is until you leave the room. That's what makes it so much fun!
"I had my eye on this one bitchin' guy who was the boyfriend of one of the girls. I was sure hoping I could get in the room with him. I had a pretty good idea about the size of his dick, and I wanted a chance at it. As luck would have it, I did become a rider when he was in the room. I could hardly wait to get in there.
"I mentioned that I had a good idea about the size of the boy's dick. Well, I have a great way of finding out what a guy has between his legs. I mean the size of it. Since I like to jack 'em off, I want to get the big ones. I usually manage to sit in front of each boy and let my dress slip way up above my knees so they can look right up my legs. I always do this so no one else can see me, of course. Just the guy. When he looks up my legs, he is usually surprised and interested that I'm not wearing any panties!
"Well, this big guy had seen my pussy when I sat in front of him, and his dick got hard right away. All I had to do was to check the size of the bulge in his pants and I could see he had to be great.
"After I got into the room and shut the door, I started groping around the room looking for him. I found him on the other side of the bed and man, I didn't know where to start with him! I decided not to waste any time, so I pressed myself against him, put one arm around him, and reached down and grabbed his cock with my other hand.
"He jumped when he felt my hand, but he stayed next to me. His dick started hardening immediately and I had it stiff in no time. As quickly as possible I unzipped his pants and pulled out prick and balls together.
"Man! He sure had bitchin' equipment! His cock was quavering in front of him just begging to be jacked off! My pussy was burning with anticipation, so I put my hand on it to help it along. I clasped my other hand around his bouncing tool and started doing my thing on it. I was getting so turned on that I pulled him over to the bed by his cock and sat down with him standing in front of me.
"The boy commenced panting and sighing as I whipped away on his prick, while my finger was busy in my cunt at the same time. I thought he'd ask me to give him the letter long before this, but he didn't say a word. I began pumping harder and harder on both of us, and very soon I was rewarded tremendously for all my efforts.
"He must have saved that load for six months! When he shot, it covered the front of my dress and splattered all over my legs. I couldn't have prayed for a more glorious come! I grabbed his balls when I felt his sperm start charging up through his tube, and he erupted with such force that they pulled up out of my hand.
"We were in there so long that the others wondered about us. Either that or they thought they would catch us in a compromising position. At any rate, they charged into the room, flipped on the light, and caught me sitting there with the guy's come all over me, still holding his dick in my hand, with its final emission dripping to the floor.
"We looked so funny that everybody laughed, and I guess that mitigated the circumstances.
"We played a few more wild games and then everyone went home just before my folks arrived. We had parties like that whenever we could be by ourselves, with no adults around.
"One place I used to get a kick out of going, so I could show off my ass, was baseball games. In fact, I still do.
"I was fifteen the first time I did it. I sat about midway up in the bleachers, where I could show myself off good. I wore a short dress, with no panties, of course, and when I saw a boy or man looking my way, I'd spread my legs and really give them a show. I knew they could see my pussy, because I could feel a breeze caressing the lips of my sex.
"One man, about thirty, and very handsome, sure got his money's worth. He was sitting a few rows in front of me and I think he looked more at my ass than he did at the game! It aroused me greatly, having that guy look at my pussy. I had a desire to see how big his cock was and to jack him off.
"There were two boys, about fourteen years old, that liked my show because they started to rub the crotches of their pants. I got a big kick out of two boys, about eleven, sitting directly in front of me. They kept turning around, and when they'd look up my pussy they would giggle wildly. It must have been quite an education for them.
"The whole thing had excited me so much that near the end of the game I had to go to the rest room and give myself a quick finger job. I was sorry I did it, though, because when I got back the game was just over. I had planned on trying to meet the handsome man after the game, but when I got back he was gone. I was getting a strong compulsion to have an experience with a mature man.
"My opportunity came shortly after that ball game. I had a close friend named Barb, at that time, and this one weekend I went over to see if she could go to the show with me. She wasn't home, but her father was. He was a good-looking guy, and I had noticed that lately he had been looking at me strangely, like he'd like to do something with me sexually. I can usually sense that feeling in a man.
"When he answered the door, I noticed he had been drinking. In fact, he had a drink in his hand. He told me Barb wasn't home and invited me in. I sat on the couch and he sat in a chair facing me. He started telling me how he'd been thinking about his late wife, and how lonesome he was for her.
"While he talked to me, I let my legs separate a little, and he caught the view quick enough. He didn't try to hide his interest, either. He openly stared at my legs. Impulsively, I opened them a bit more. He continued to look, and I detected that beautiful bulge start to grow in his lap.
"A plan began to mature in my mind and I got all tingly just thinking about it. I asked him if he had any girl friends. He told me he knew some girls, but didn't go with any in particular.
"He was drinking continually, which seemed perfect for my plan. I asked him if I could use the toilet and he said, 'Sure.' I excused myself and went into the bathroom. After shutting the door, I pulled up my dress and pulled off my panties. I rubbed my pussy a little, then dropped down my dress, put the panties in my small clutch bag, and went back to the couch. When I sat down, I made a point of letting my dress slip way up.
"We talked for a while and then, while we were talking, I raised the calf of my leg onto the couch and that really jolted him! He almost dropped his drink! I could feel my cunt lips separate, so I knew he was getting a real eyeful.
"Unconsciously, he started rubbing himself between his legs. I knew why, but I said, 'Why are you doing that?'
"This surprised and embarrassed him, so he stopped abruptly, took a long swig of his drink and, with slurred speech, asked me what I meant.
" 'Why are you rubbing yourself between your legs like that?' I asked innocently.
"He didn't answer immediately, but finished his drink and got up to fix himself another. I could hardly resist caressing my swollen cunt lips while he was facing the other way. I could really guess the size of his dick the way it was pushing out the front of his pants, and I moved my hand faster thinking about the cause of that bulge.
"He was very unsteady on his feet when he returned to his chair. He put his drink down, looked between my legs, and then into my eyes and answered, 'Because you're driving me nuts, the way you sit there. I can see everything you have under your dress. It isn't proper for a girl of your age to sit in front of a grown man like that. You can cause things to happen to him!'
"I thought, Boy, don't I know it! and then said, 'You don't seem to mind looking, Mark.' It was the first time I had called him by his name, and I could tell it surprised him. I could tell he was really getting drunk, and when I put my foot up on the couch he just emptied his glass in one gulp!
"He was stoned by this time, so I went over and sat on his lap. I could feel his hard penis under my ass, so I squirmed around on it awhile. He was too far gone from the drinking and sex stimulation to make me get up. He just sat there with his eyes shut, breathing heavily.
" 'I'll bet you have a big one, Mark,' I said, feeling his strength throbbing between the cheeks of my ass. I could hardly hear his answer. I think he mumbled, 'A big what?' I told him I meant his thing, but he just moaned, closed his eyes and passed out!
"I got off his lap and felt the hill in his pants. Gosh, it seemed so solid and large! He didn't move at all, so I got on my knees and moved between his legs. I quickly unzipped his pants and put my trembling hand inside. I had a little difficulty getting into his shorts, but I finally did, and his hot flesh jumped as my cool fingers curled around the thick shaft and moved up the smooth, silky skin. It was so large my fingers didn't meet around it. I tugged at it as I tried to free it from his pants.
"Being unsuccessful, I pulled out my hand and unbuttoned his pants and underwear and pulled them down. His huge prick sprang out, a thick, strongly curved spear of flesh, topped by a large, round head shaped like a big ripe plum. His balls hung heavy in their wrinkled bag, and were as large as walnuts under the black fur of his crotch. I cupped my hand under them and held their warm weight. My first open encounter with a full-grown, full-blown prick and balls!
"I became fascinated by the beauty of his organ, and sat on the floor in front of him to enjoy the sight. As I watched, his cock pulsated and throbbed, and his balls started pulling up to his shaft. I reached out my hand and ran my fingers up and down the engorged prick gently as I marveled at the mature, slightly dark red color of this handsome tool of woman's pleasure.
"All of a sudden I began to get an urge I had never experienced in the past. I had seen pictures of it, but I had never tried it before. I'm sort of ashamed to tell you this, but I wanted to put his hot thing in my mouth! There was that enormous, bobbing prick in front of me, jerking hot, and glistening with moisture on the head, and I wanted to put my mouth on it! Why, I'll never know.
Maybe it was because it was a real man's cock. I don't know.
"I took his hard shaft in my hand and moved my face over his straining prick and, hesitantly, lowered my mouth until my warm, soft lips captured the smooth, pulsing head. I swirled my tongue rapidly around it and mouthed it with my lips until it was swollen and gleaming from the loving polish that I applied to it.
"The saliva ran from the sides of my mouth as I sucked hungrily at the head -- my cheeks pulling in from the force of each suck. Then I lowered my face on it and engulfed most of the throbbing thick length within my mouth as I ran it down my throat. My lips were a tight O around the shaft as I sucked it in and out. I tried to keep a tight tunnel around his entire cock as I slurped greedily, my head bobbing up and down as I nursed it.
"To my amazement, I felt a hot climax building in me as I sucked, and when I felt the first thick load of his sperm spurting into the back of my throat, I began to come wildly myself. I moaned and thrashed on the floor in front of him, my fingers pumping in and out of my cunt, all the while keeping his spitting prick deep within my mouth as I quaked with the violence of my own orgasm. Lustfully, I gulped at the heavy white streams of sperm that he shot down my throat, and each spurt of his delicious discharge caused my clenching cunt to spasm in unison. I lovingly sucked him dry, swallowing every delicious drop before letting his wet prick slip from my lips. I moved back, wiping off my mouth with my hand. I looked at his darling cock hanging halfway limp between his thighs. I was fascinated watching his balls relax and roll down from their uptight condition to their normal hanging position.
"For some reason I had an intense guilty feeling, and wanted to get away from there as quickly as possible. I jumped up, ran out of the house and went home. Mark didn't wake up during the whole scene. He was just sort of groaning and rubbing his crotch as I went out the door.
"Through the years I've exhibited myself in every way imaginable, and there are certainly a multitude of ways available to a female. I've never been interested in becoming a topless or bottomless dancer, though, because you can't see the guys getting hard, and you can't make dates with them. I have been a photographer's model and it's sort of fun. I managed to jack off every photographer I worked for!"
Had April's parents accepted the responsibility of educating their child in the aspects of sexual control and the functions of the male and female organs, it is quite possible that she would have developed a normal sex drive. As it was, the early incidents in her life led her sexual desires in a deviated direction. Through therapy it is hoped that she will eventually accept her normal role as a woman, and realize that the penis can be enjoyed in ways other than fellatio, and that she can attract a male easily enough without using extreme methods, such as exhibitionism.
THE BRIEF RELUCTANT EXHIBITIONISM OF FRED M.
It is unusual, in my professional capacity as socio-sexual consultant and researcher, to have the opportunity to interview both the perpetrator of an act and the victim.
Recently, I was approached by my personal physician to examine a young man, Fred M., who had been caught in the act of exhibiting himself. Fortunately for him, he was apprehended by his neighbors, who did not feel that it was necessary to turn him over to the authorities. They concluded that he would be helped to a much greater extent if he could be placed under the care of professionally trained people.
They did feel, however, a responsibility toward the victim also, and wanted to be certain that no ill effects were caused by the situation. As a result, the young girl was to be examined thoroughly and professionally.
My physician was chosen for the above responsibilities, and he in turn contacted me to aid him in the investigation.
The first of the pair I interviewed was Fred. He was a pleasant young man, with a warm personality. Being twenty-two years old, he was energetic and full of ambition. His appearance was that of a clean-cut, handsome young man with a great deal of charm. There was one fault that might possibly have affected his life. He was quite short in stature.
We had a sustained rapport throughout our interview sessions and consultations. He was quite willing to discuss everything concerned with his problem, including his various performances as an exhibitionist.
After completing the usual testing and paperwork period, we began the interview segment which I have recorded on tape, as usual, to guarantee the accuracy of my report.
Q. Tell me, Fred, how long have you been performing as an exhibitionist?
A. Oh, I guess the first I realized it was when I was about sixteen. I did some things that were sort of weird and I wondered why I did them. I knew the other guys weren't doing things like that.
Q. Things like what, Fred?
A. Well, like after school I'd go to this grade school and in the back there was a loading dock that went up to the second floor and . . .
Q. Just a minute, Fred, you mean this wasn't your school. Is that right?
A. I'm sorry. I was going to high school at this time and that's why the different schools. I wanted younger kids and not the kids in my school, where I really wasn't accepted.
Q. You weren't accepted in your own school? Why was that?
A. Well, all the guys in my age group, my peers, you might say, were very active in sports, and due to my being so short I couldn't qualify for anything but swimming, but we didn't have a pool at the school. They used to kid me about being so short. Even the girls did.
Q. All right. Tell me about the grade school.
A. Like I was saying, this ramp went up to the second floor, and the kids used to go to the top and ride down on their bikes and scooters all the time. It was about eight feet from the side of the building, so if you were standing on the ground, next to the building, you were in the view of anyone on top. I used to go under the thing and wait until some kids came to play on the ramp.
When they got to the top I'd pull out my dick and step out into view. If they didn't look down, I'd make some noise so that they'd see me. When they looked, I just acted as if I didn't know they were there and I'd start jacking off like crazy! They were always interested, the girls especially. If they were all boys I usually wouldn't do my thing, but if they were girls, or a mixture of the two, I'd do it strictly for the girls' interest.
One terrific time there was a girl all by herself. She must have been about eleven, and it was really something! I stepped out when she was up on top, and when she looked down she seemed really interested. After the shock of seeing me, that is.
I was jacking away wildly when I heard her ask, "What are you doing, mister?"
I ignored her and she asked me again. I finally looked up and answered, "Just messin' around."
"Can I come down and watch?"
I was beginning to like the idea, so I told her that I didn't care. She got on her bike, rode it down, and laid it on the ground at the end of the ramp. When she started walking toward me I got a little nervous, but when I saw how pretty she was I got over it.
"Can I watch you?" she asked again.
"Sure, do you know what you're watchin'?"
"I think so. That's your cock, isn't it?" she said, proudly.
"Where did you hear that word?" I asked. "My girlfriends and I know all the words. We talk about it all the time. You sure have a nice prick and balls!"
I was really shocked to hear a girl of her age talking like that. Anyway, she walked right up to me and grabbed hold of my cock. I just stood there and let her do what she wanted.
She jacked it, expertly I might add, for a few minutes and then asked me, "You want to see my cunt?"
"Well ... I guess so," I mumbled, in shock.
With that she pulled up her little dress and pulled down her panties. She had a little tuft of hair beginning just above her protruding, pink lips, and I was fascinated by how clean and smooth her sex looked. She let me look awhile and then grabbed my dick again.
She commenced her jacking off on me with the added touch of fondling my balls. Pretty soon she let go of my balls and put that hand between her legs and went to town on herself as she worked on my prick.
I was still in a state of shock, but enjoying every bit of the action. She sure did know how to jack off a prick! In no time at all I was to the point of shooting. Realizing this, she dropped to her knees, took my prick in her mouth, and sucked me to a tremendous orgasm! I spurted shot after shot into her mouth, and she didn't lose a drop!
After she removed her mouth from my dick, I was still pouring out come. She got all she could on her finger and then put her ringer in her hole. She then pumped it in and out of her pussy until her whole body shuddered and stiffened. I just stood there, watching her experience her orgasm!
After that, she got up quickly, pulled on her panties, jumped on her bike, and took off. I've never seen her since. It was like a wild dream! I will say this, though. The whole incident served to further my tendency to exhibit myself.
Q. That was when you were sixteen. What are some of the other things that you've done since then?
A. Well, I remember when I was about eighteen we were living in this first-floor apartment, and along the outside of the building there was a fire escape that passed our bathroom window. If the bathroom window was open, you could look in from the fire escape and see the whole room. It had a louvered window that could be adjusted for any size opening. As luck would have it, there were two girls about eleven and twelve living on the second floor, above our place. I realized the potential of this window and started making plans right away.
First, I noticed that these two sweet things played a great deal on those stairs. Second, I realized that I could adjust the window so that it was open just enough for them to see in, but closed enough so that I could say I hadn't known they could see through it. In fact, I went out on the stairs and checked the window to see how far to open it!
I could hear them when they were playing on the stairs from anywhere in our apartment, and I'd go into the bathroom, close the door and take my clothes off! One thing I did was to hang a towel over the shower curtain so that only the lower part of my body could be seen from the stairs.
After I got my clothes off, I'd sit on the toilet stool, jacking off. I used to turn the water in the sink on and off when they were at the window, to attract their attention. After they had looked in the first time, they always looked in. In fact, they used to go to the window specifically to look in, hoping to see me!
I remember the first time I performed. I had the whole thing set up and I was sitting there jacking off slowly when they started up the stairs. I turned the water on and off, and when they heard it they looked toward the window. I had to cough to get them to come closer and look in, and they did.
Boy, it was great! They started making those beautiful remarks that I like to hear so much! Things like, "Ooooh, look at his big thing!" and "Gee, isn't that something"
"I wonder what he's doin'."
"I never saw anything like that!"
Remarks like that just set me off and I have to let myself come! When I did finally let the sperm blast out, they just ooh'd and ah'd like crazy.
I did that a lot of times for those girls and for others that they brought over.
Another thing I used to do was to take Polaroid photos of myself and drop them on the sidewalk around a school. Then I'd go home and jack off, imagining the girls that were looking at the pictures and what their comments were.
Q. I must say, that's a new angle. Exhibitionism by proxy, so to speak. Tell me, Fred, just what were the circumstances behind your last situation that resulted in your being placed in therapy?
A. That was really a bad scene. I was led into the whole situation. The way it happened was this.
I was living in a second-floor apartment and my bedroom window faced a house next door. There was a bedroom on the first floor of the house and from my window I could see into most of the room.
There were two kids in that house, a boy about fourteen and a girl thirteen. I hadn't lived there long before I discovered that the bedroom was the girl's room. She was the only one I ever saw in the room, with the exception of her brother once in awhile.
I tried not to do anything. You know, show myself in the window. And I didn't for a long time. I was, at that time, trying to quit doing the things I've been telling you about. But evidently she knew about me living up there, and I saw her several times, looking up at my window. It was a real battle for me. One I'm afraid I lost.
As I said, I used to see her a lot in her room and after a period of several months, she started walking around with very few clothes on, like in her bra and panties, or her nightgown. She was a cute, tiny thing and her half-developed breasts were a pretty good size. She also had long, straight, blonde hair that cascaded over her shoulders.
Every time I'd see her walking around like that, I'd get a hard-on. At first I started peeking at her from the side of the window for a little bit, and then I'd pull myself away. Eventually I started watching her longer and longer each time. As time went by, I started to jack off while I watched her. Especially after she started doing things.
At first, like I said, she just walked around in her bra and panties or nightgown, but one day she stood near the window and took off her bra. Man, that was wild. Her titties were perfectly round, and tapered out to large, pink points. Her nipples seemed to be always erect, or else they were just that large. Her breasts looked very solid, and yet they were springy, and vibrated when she walked. When I saw that beautiful sight, I just had to jack off!
Q. Do you think the girl knew you were watching her at the time?
A. No, I don't really think she did, at that time. She never looked up at the window when she was walking around like that.
Q. You mentioned masturbation. Did you masturbate to a climax while watching her?
A. At first I didn't. I'd stop myself and go cool off. Take a walk or something. But after a few weeks I couldn't stop myself. I had to get some relief. I started masturbating in bed thinking about her, but finally I did it right at the window. Particularly after she started doing other things. Q. What else did she do?
A. Well, once I was watching her walking around bare-titted when she stopped just a little ways into the room from the window, and started rubbing and caressing her titties. She was squeezing them and lifting them in her hands, inspecting every inch of them. Suddenly, she looked right up at my window and I think that's the first time she spotted me watching her. Anyway, she faced the window, looked down at her tits again, and then spun around and bounced away. Pretty soon she came back into view and started other actions.
I continued watching her every movement and enjoying the marvel of her satin-like, unblemished, thirteen-year-old breasts and her smooth, slender thighs and legs when, much to my excitement, she put her thumbs under the elastic of her bright red panties and very slowly started rolling them off her body.
I was whipping my dick so furiously it was all red from the friction. Meanwhile, she lowered the panties further. Just as the curly hairs of her pussy began to peek out over the top of the panties, she whipped her body around and stood with her back to me.
Her sexy, boy-size buttocks protruded to such an extent it was with some difficulty that she managed to push the panties over them. When she did, she let the gossamer garment drop to the floor and then stepped out of them.
As I gazed at those fantastically formed, ivory-colored twin orbs, she started clenching and unclenching them. Then she bent over and picked up the garment on the floor.
I was hand-fucking myself so violently that my balls were bouncing up and hitting my hand. When she bent over, I could see everything! I could see her pussy framed with sparse, lightly colored hair and a glimpse of the inner, reddish-hued lips. Then, directly above this sight, was the tiny anus winking at me.
She took her time straightening up and by the time she did, I'd already shot my load. It exploded out of me like a bomb and went all over the window. I don't know what she did after that, because I left the window, cleaned myself up and went to bed.
Q. Did you watch her again after that episode?
A. You bet I did! The next time, about three or four nights later, she did it again. This time I stayed to see the whole show.
She went through the same routine, but when she turned around I could see her pussy. She had a sexy, inviting pussy. She didn't have really thick hair. Just enough to give it a soft look. I could see the pouting lips quite clearly. I could tell she was stimulated, too, because her love lips were open and glistening with moisture.
She walked around the room, bare-assed naked, showing me her cunt and ass to my heart's content. Every once in awhile she'd look up at my window and I was beginning to think she knew I was watching her.
After a few times like that my compulsion to exhibit myself became extremely strong. She was destroying all of my will power. I eventually went so far as to stand in my window, if it was nighttime, and jack off while I watched her. I knew she couldn't see me, but it eased my need somewhat. It was just the idea that I was there. I could imagine the rest. After a couple of times, though, that didn't satisfy me any longer. I just had to show her my prick.
The first night I did was the night she really put a show on for me. She followed the same pattern of stripping and walking around, but this night she went farther. After walking around, giving me a great show, she ended up by sitting in a chair that was near the window. She lifted up her feet and put them on the chair, facing me. God, did I ever get a view! And as if that weren't enough, she commenced finger-fucking herself!
Man, I'll tell you! I stood right up in the window and really flogged my cock. There we were, I could see her, but she couldn't see me, hand-fucking ourselves in unison!
She kept staring up at my window so much I began to wonder if she could see me! I didn't care at that point. I was too far gone. The beauty of it was that we both got off together. I could tell when she came. My sperm entered the atmosphere at the same time!
The next time I was the show opener. I turned on my light, stripped naked, and started walking around the room, passing in front of the window as if I was unaware that it was open. Of course I had an immense hard-on in expectation of what was to happen, and it swung back and forth as I walked.
Sure enough, when she came into the room she looked up and saw me. At first she just stood there staring at me, but finally she removed all of her clothes and did her thing. I got an idea then. I pulled the shade down so she couldn't see my face, just the lower part of my body, like my prick and balls. Being upstairs, of course, I could still see into her room.
When she sat in the chair and started to finger her cunt, I stopped in front of the window and jacked off for her. Every once in awhile I'd lift up my balls and squeeze them out, so she could see everything. Her eyes were as large as quarters as she sat there watching me!
Pretty soon I could see she was coming, so I let mine rip out all over the window again. When she saw my spurting sperm, her finger went wild in her cunt!
I did it for her a lot of times after that, while she would do her thing. One night, though, her mother spotted me from another window. If there hadn't been a light coming in from another room, I never would have seen her. The topper is she watched me several nights before she did anything! The first time I saw her I was about to climax, so I couldn't stop. But the next few times, since she hadn't done anything, I just went ahead thinking she wanted to watch me, too! She did, but only a few times. I guess it bothered her conscience. She was probably ashamed of herself for wanting to look at me, so she told her husband.
I only have one more thing to say, and that is these girls aren't as innocent as people think, sometimes!
A RESPONSIBILITY TOWARD THE VICTIM
I was quite surprised when I had my first session with the young lady involved with Fred M. She was a very sweet, petite, sophisticated young girl. It was difficult to believe that she was only thirteen.
She came bouncing into my office, generating all the personality and charm a parent could want to see in a daughter. It was evident that the so-called "terrible" experience she had recently undergone had not outwardly affected her stability in any way.
Her name was Trudy and it seemed to fit this pretty, blonde teenager. We became friends almost immediately, and she seemed very much at ease as we began the interviews.
Q. Trudy, where would you like to start? By telling me about your school, or home, or what? A. Gee, I don't know.
Q. Why don't you tell me how you are doing in school?
A. Well, I do all right, I guess. I get mostly B's. Q. Do you have a steady boyfriend? A. Oh, no. My mother would never allow me to go steady.
Q. Well, do you ever go anywhere with boys, or do you just associate with girls? You do have girlfriends, don't you?
A. Oh, yes. I have two real good girlfriends. We do just about everything together.
I could see that this young lady was trying to make me believe she was just a sweet little thing who would never do anything wrong! I was going to have to use some shock tactics to break her loose and cause her to be honest and tell me everything.
Q. Trudy, has your mother ever told you anything about life? You know, the male and female stuff?
A. Why no, of course not. People don't talk about things like that!
Q. Your mother tells me that she has talked to you considerably on the subject.
A. Oh, you mean about the birds and the bees junk. Yes, she has told me a few things.
Q. I'm going to be very frank with you, Trudy. Do you have a pair of bright red panties? (That question hit home, and she blushed profusely before answering.)
A. I. . . I. . . yes ... I do have a red pair. How did you know?
Q. Well, let's just say a bird or a bee told me. Now, why don't you just relax and tell me everything? I promise that what you tell me will get no further. It's just my job to discuss these matters with all the people involved and try to be of help to someone if they need it. If you don't tell me everything, it's possible that your neighbor, Fred, will get into trouble. You wouldn't like to see that happen, would you?
A. Oh, no. He's not the terrible man that they say he is. He didn't really do anything wrong. I don't even know him!
Q. Why don't you start by telling me what your knowledge of sex is? When you first realized there was such a thing. I hear these stories every day, so don't be bashful about telling me. I won't embarrass you. I give you my word on that.
A. All right, I guess I might as well, if you really promise you won't tell my folks any of these things.
Q. I told you, honey. I give you my word.
A. Well, one thing sticks out in my mind. It happened when I was eight years old.
We were living in a four-unit apartment building at the time, two units downstairs and two units upstairs. We were in one of the downstairs units and next door to us lived a man about thirty years old with his son, who was eleven. Naturally I used to play with his son all the time and the man, I think his name was Don, used to baby-sit me sometimes when my mother had to go somewhere. She used to watch his son for him in return. He was a widower.
Anyway, this one day he was going to take care of me for my mom. When I went over to his apartment, he answered the door in a sort of wraparound towel thing, with a pocket in it and buttons on the side. It only came down to the middle of his legs. He was shaving, and he told me to make myself at home and then went back to the bathroom.
When I sat on the couch, I noticed a big book on the coffee table, so I picked it up to look at it. Wow, what a book! Ill never forget it as long as I live! It had all kinds of pictures and drawings in it. I mean all kinds of dirty pictures!
Q. What do you mean, dirty pictures?
A. Well, there were pictures of. . . of naked men and . . . women . . . and . . . and they were . . . well, doing things to each other.
Q. Were they doing sex things? Is that what you mean, honey?
A. Yes.
Q. Do you think that sex things between a man and woman are dirty, Trudy?
A. Well, my mom acts like they are. She won't ever tell me anything, or answer my questions. She acts like it's bad to talk about things like that.
Q. What do you think, honey? Do you think it's a "dirty" thing?
A. Gee, I guess it really isn't. I mean, if my folks do things . . .
Q. How are you aware that your parents do "things?"
A. I hear them a lot and a couple of times I peeked into their bedroom and saw some things.
Q. A lot of kids do that, honey. No need to worry about it. Go ahead now. Tell me what happened in the man's apartment.
A. Like I was saying, I started looking at this book and I couldn't believe the pictures. There was even men with men and women with women! Well, it made me have a funny feeling between my legs. You know, like I wanted to rub myself there. I found out about that quite a while before, and I put my hand down there like I'd done in bed lotsa nights. Then I started rubbin' while I looked at the pictures.
About that time the man, Don, came into the room and saw what I was doing before I could take my hand away. He didn't say anything, but I know he saw me. All he said was, "Oh, I see you found my book. I didn't know you were going to be here so soon or I would have put it away. You're a little young to be reading such things."
I just blushed and put the book back on the table and said, "I didn't look at much, Don. It must be some book, though!"
While I was talking, he sat down on a chair in front of me. He still had that towel thing on and when he sat down I could see right up his legs! It was dark under there, but I could make out his bal. . .
Q. That's all right, Trudy. You can use any words you want to. I think you can tell me more clearly if you do, so go ahead.
A. All right.
I could see his balls, and just a little of his thing. Since I was already turned on from reading the book, I got brave. I got down on the floor about halfway between us and sat cross-legged. Boy, I could see everything! Well, not everything, but I could see all of his balls and the head of his thing. I asked him where his son was, and he told me that he was at some kind of school activity. Then I asked, "Where did you get a book like that?"
"Oh, I know places," he answered. "Go ahead and look at it if you want to."
He could see me looking at his legs and he moved forward so that everything hung down off the edge of the chair. Now I could see everything!
"Have you ever seen what a man looks like, Trudy?" he asked.
"No, Don, I haven't," I lied. "Why?"
"I'll show you mine if you promise you won't tell anyone."
"I won't. I promise," I answered, excitedly.
Then he unbuttoned the towel and opened it. His dick was getting hard and it sure did look big, especially to an eight-year-old!
"Wow," I gasped in amazement. "That's really something!"
He started playing with it. Squeezing it and fondling his balls. Then he said, "Go ahead, Trudy, you can touch it. I know you want to, don't you?"
"Yeah," I answered, and reached out toward it. When I got my hand around it, it felt so strange. It was warm, and I could feel it stiffening while it was in my hand. I played with his balls awhile and then he suggested we move to the couch.
"I want to see yours, honey. Take off your shorts."
I did what he wanted, instantly. After I was exposed, he reached over and caressed my protruding pussy lips. I spread my legs open when his hand touched me. I felt like I wanted his hand all over it, but still in it. I didn't know what I wanted. I just know I wanted his hand there.
His dick was real hard by that time and I stroked it up and down. After he played with my box for awhile, he told me to stand up in front of him. I didn't want to let his cock go, but I got up reluctantly and stood in front of him.
His warm hand started caressing my body all over. I was blushing with the heat of my body and that of his hands. He turned me around and petted and pinched my butt cheeks. He even opened them as wide as he could so he could see my little hole back there.
He was panting and sighing when he said, "Get on the floor in front of me, little one. I want you to do something for me."
I sat right between his legs and he told me, "Put your hand around my prick, baby, and move it up and down."
I did what he asked and after a bit he told me to squeeze my hand tighter, and move up and down faster. I was pumping away, fascinated by this large, swollen thing with the hanging balls jiggling beneath it, wondering what was coming next.
I didn't have long to wait. All of a sudden his cock stiffened and expanded so much that the head started turning purple. And then it happened!
His prick erupted with such force it just about knocked my hand off it! Then his white stuff spewed out right into my face! I ducked, but I wasn't fast enough. It hit me.
He laid back on the couch and panted for awhile, like he was fainting or something. I jumped up and went to the bathroom to clean off the sticky stuff. When it had landed on my face it was hot, but after it cooled it became sticky.
After I cleaned myself off I went back, taking some toilet paper for him. He thought that was real nice, and he cleaned himself off with it. I stood there, naked from my waist down. It was interesting to watch him clean off his soft but still large dick. The stuff was still seeping out of the little mouth on the end of his cock. I wondered how much a man had of that stuff!
Suddenly, when he was through wiping himself, he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me to him. He kissed my belly all over, and then my pussy. Turning me around, he kissed both cheeks of my ass. Then, slapping my butt, he told me to get dressed. He then put the towel back on.
Nothing more happened. We just watched television until my mom came home.
Q. Did you ever have a repeat performance with this Don?
A. A couple of times, but we moved away shortly after. I did fool around with several boys after that, though.
Q. Tell me about the incident with Fred. And please tell me everything. It's very important!
A. Okay. I promise I'll tell you the whole thing. There's more to it than anybody knows, too!
I first noticed Fred when he moved in next door. He's a good-looking guy and to a girl my age he was super! Anyway, I was trying to figure out how I could go about meeting him. My being only thirteen, I knew he wouldn't have much interest in me, so I didn't know what to do to attract him.
Then one day I noticed him in his room. I wasn't sure it was his room until after I saw him there several times. It was then that I planned to put on a show for him. I figured I could get him interested if he could see what kind of body I had. I always acted like I didn't know he was there, but I spotted him several times out of the corner of my eye, watching me. That was all I needed, because I knew he'd look if I was putting on a show. I sure wanted to get next to that guy!
Whenever I'd see Fred on the street, I would look down at his fly, trying to guess how big his cock was. I could see the bulge there, but it's hard to tell about a guy when he's got his clothes on. I had a big desire to see what it looked like in a stiff position.
Anyway, the first thing I started doing was walking around in my bra and panties. You mentioned the red panties. Well, that's what I wore. I got a glimpse of him a couple of times, but if I couldn't see him exactly, I could still sense him looking at me, and it gave me all kinds of sensations! I used to finger my pussy in bed for many hours after doing these things, thinking about him watching me, and how hard and big his prick must be. I wondered if he was jacking off thinking of me. I used to imagine that he was, and really have myself a terrific come.
One night I decided that he'd really see something. I'd give him something to jack off about! I walked around, first, like I always did, showing off my butt and everything. Then I walked near the window and very slowly unhooked my bra. I turned my back to him when I let it drop, and then turned around. My nipples were so stiff they were like two fingers, without the nails, of course. Even my titties got more solid.
That was the first night I saw Fred's cock, and it was a beauty! The light from my window shone up to his, quite a lot. At least enough so that I could see him pretty well. He probably couldn't tell that it shone up there that much. Also, the street light in front of our houses lit up the lower half of his window, and him! I even went further and moved a floor lamp next to my window, so more light would shine up there!
Gee, what a dreamy prick he had! It was so handsome. And his balls were beautiful and big, hanging down in a large sack. I was so taken by that marvelous sight that I just stopped and looked up at his window. I watched as he began to jack off. His hand was moving so fast you could hardly see it!
I was really excited and sexed up. So much so I ended up going all the way and taking off my panties! I did it real slow, to give him a good appetite. After I dropped my panties, I decided to do something that I'd done in front of my mirror. I bent all the way over, with my back to him, and picked up my panties. I knew from what I had seen in the mirror that he could get a perfect view of my extended pussy lips and hair, and also my butt hole. I felt all open when I did that, and I wished so much that he could have been there to jam his lovely prick into my cunt! I was so turned on that after I straightened up, I looked up at his window.
He was a fantastic sight! He was jacking off so wildly I thought his ball sack was going to fly off, it was flopping around so much! Almost at once, his cock let loose and his stuff splattered on the window. It was too much for me, and I had to jam my finger into myself. I went to bed right away, keeping my finger in my pussy all night long.
Q. Did you see him again after that episode?
A. You bet I did. Plenty of times. I told you. There was more to what I did than anyone really knows. Even Fred! Let me tell you what I did.
Q. Please do.
A. The next time I decided to do a real wild thing. I have these two girlfriends the same age as me, and we do a lot of crazy things together. Like the three of us go to one of our houses, usually when the parents aren't home, and really have a blast. We go in the bedroom and strip naked, and then we mess around. We do all kinds of stuff, like playing with each other's holes and things like that. We love to finger-fuck each other! Sometimes we all do it to each other at the same time. We sit in a circle on the bed, and we each put our finger in the pussy of the girl sitting next to us. Then we finger-fuck each other together. Another thing we do is lick each other's cunts. I know it sounds weird, but we do it a lot, and I really dig it. It feels real good if the licker knows what she's doing. I don't mind licking a girl's cunt if she, or someone else, licks mine good. One of the girls knows this man who likes to see two girls lick each other, especially if they're young. And he pays them money! I went there once and he gave us five dollars apiece! It was fun to undress and get naked in front of a grown man. He got naked, too, but he just jacked himself off. He liked to feel us all over, too. It sure felt sexy when he rubbed his hands all over my titties and ass cheeks. All these things are great, but nothing feels as good as having a real live, honest-to-goodness man's prick to play with! I've never had one in me, believe it or not, and Fred is the first guy that I've ever seen that I would want to do it with.
Anyway, what I did was I got these two girls over to my house and we messed around with each other until I spotted Fred in his room. We were all real hot and ready for anything. I told the girls to get on each side of my window and peek up at Fred while I did my stuff. I did the thing of taking off my panties, and giving him a good look at my pussy. I looked up several times and saw him in his window, and so did the girls.
When we saw him start jacking his cock, the girls went wild with their fingers in their pussy holes. I had a hard time making them stay down out of sight. I thought if he saw them he'd stop doing his thing. I don't think Fred knew he could be seen, because if he had wanted me to see him he would have turned on a light.
I could see him better that night than ever before. I could plainly see his big cock head and his fat ball bag. The girls were giggling so loud I was afraid he might hear them. I was watching Fred quite a bit for awhile, moving around so he could see me good. I even played with my pussy a little. When I looked down at the girls again, they were going crazy. They had moved together under the window, and one was on her knees peeking up at Fred while the other girl was lying on her back with her head raised up to the first girl's cunt, licking hell out of it.
My pussy was so hot and open from all the sexy things going on around me that I was getting weak in the knees. I had to get some satisfaction, and right away! I walked over and got a chair and put it right in front of the window. I sat on it facing the window, and put my feet up on the sides. I knew he could look right up my little cunt. I started spreading the red, moist outer lips, acting like I was examining my inner lips. Boy, I was so wet inside the juice was practically dripping out!
I couldn't wait. I plunged my finger into the pink quivering folds of my burning pussy and began finger-fucking myself rapidly. Oh, God, but it felt wonderful! I pumped and pumped with my finger when suddenly I felt a sex thrill in my butt hole! One of the girls was pushing her finger into my asshole! That caused me to work even more furiously on myself!
I looked up at Fred. He was gripping his tool tightly and moving the whole length of his fat cock with long, even strokes. I realized that we were moving together, and pretty soon I could feel the surge of my oncoming orgasm traveling up through my insides. I started shaking all over and I even jammed another finger into my sex-hole. When I did that, my butt hole clamped down on the girl's finger. Then I came!
Everything inside me seemed to be trying to push out through my cunt. And yet, at the same time it felt like my lips were sucking my fingers in. My asshole was squeezing the girl's finger so tightly I don't think she could have pulled it out if she had wanted to!
I glanced up at Fred just in time to see him spout off. His fleshy hose sure let loose a load of white stuff. It creamed out into the air and out of sight. He left the window right after his come, so I pulled down my shade and the two girls and myself talked and laughed about the whole thing. I really had a sound sleep that night!
A few nights later I happened to look up at Fred's window and what a great exciting surprise I had. He had the lights on as he walked right past the window, naked! I just stood there watching him in amazement. What a really handsome guy he was! He was beautiful!
It was the first time I had had a clear look at his equipment, and it was something to look at! That great white shaft of a prick standing majestically in the air, with its large round head topping it off. Underneath was the sexy wrinkled bag that his cock was carrying. I wanted to hold that bag so much. To feel the warm softness of it. The balls rolling around inside.
I was about to strip off my clothes then and there, when the girls finally arrived. I let them in and we all rushed to my room to see the sights. Staying at the opposite side of the room, away from the window, we all yanked off our clothes as fast as we could. I walked back to the window and stood there rubbing my pussy and tits, while the other two cute, naked teenagers crawled along the sides of the room to the viewing spot. One of them said, "Wow, look at that pretty cock and balls! I wish I could touch them. It's so big! Are they all that big?" The other one answered, "Not all the ones I've seen. They're all different sizes, but they're all fun to play with!"
We questioned how many she had actually seen and she convinced us that she had seen several. Boys' and men's both. She even told us that not all of them have the head showing, like Fred's. I couldn't understand that, but I believed her.
We were all enthralled with the show in front of us. He did all sorts of things. He lifted up his balls so we could see them real good, and he squeezed the bottom of his prick and made the head swell up so much I could see the funny mouth on the end of it. He even turned around and bent over so we could view his asshole. I wonder what he would have done if he had known there were three lovely naked girls watching him instead of one!
I got the chair again and sat on it and started finger-fucking myself. My cunt was hotter than it had ever been, because I could see his cock and equipment so good, and the things he was doing. I even started out with both fingers this time.
The girls went over to my dresser and brought some things back with them. One had my hairbrush and the other a long bottle of perfume that, now that I think of it, resembled a small prick. They put these things to use right away. They really jammed the things into their holes!
We were all fucking ourselves and Fred was jacking off madly. Finally his prick spit out its ocean of sperm and it landed on the window again, like the first time.
When we saw him shoot his stuff, we all came just about the same time. The girls were on their backs with their instruments shoved all the way into their holes, rolling all over the place. I had my fingers in mine as far as they would go. I came so hard I got a cramp in my leg.
We had our show several times after that. The girls weren't always there, but when they were, it sure was a ball. Everything was just great until my mother caught Fred doing his stuff. I couldn't tell anyone what I'd been doing, because my folks would have punished me worse than they did. I just said that I'd seen Fred standing naked in his window. I sure hope he doesn't get into too much trouble.
Fortunately for Fred, he didn't get into serious trouble, as I have stated before. But how many unfortunate males become involved in similar situations where they are tempted beyond all human endurance sexually, lose control, and are eventually apprehended? The victim does not always tell the complete story, or perhaps lies, and the offender is ultimately convicted and sentenced, in most cases quite severely. In Fred's words, "These girls aren't as innocent as people think, sometimes."
THE CHILDREN AND THE DAMNED
I guess I've been a "flagpole waver" (slang for exhibitionist) for ten of my thirty years, and in all that time I've had a lot of close calls, but I've never been caught!
I only did it infrequently before I got married and I stopped altogether, for a while, after I got married. But something made me start again about two years after I had settled down with a home and a wife.
I work evenings at an aircraft company as an engineer, so I'm home in the daytime. We do change shifts once in awhile, but most of the time I work nights.
My wife Betty started to baby-sit for some of our neighbors. Not for the money, but just as a favor to them. One of the kids she brought home to care for was a sweet thing about eleven, and her brother, about nine. It was during school vacation and their mother wanted to go shopping, or some such thing, so my wife agreed to watch the children for her.
When I first saw the girl, she immediately reminded me of a girl I had exhibited myself to before I got married. It was a very memorable situation.
I was living in a nice small bachelor apartment above a garage, and my windows overlooked the alley and the buildings across the alley in the next block. This was near the beach, so there were a lot of kids in the neighborhood, and they used to play and walk up and down this alley. Every once in a while I'd get a big hard and stand in the window, or walk slowly past it, to show myself to the kids below. I didn't care if they were boys or girls. I got a kick out of it.
One time there were four boys in the alley and I sort of hit the window to attract their attention. I made a few passes, naked of course, to make it seem like I didn't know anyone was watching. Then I stopped in front of them and proceeded to jack myself off slowly, watching their reactions.
Their actions were more than I could ask for. They jumped around and giggled, and pretty soon they were all grabbing at their crotches. Suddenly one boy, about eight years old, pulled out his dick and balls and said, "Hey, you guys, look at mine!"
The others laughed and gathered around him. Finally they all released their hard little peckers and started waving them around, and especially up at me. I eventually shot my load. They were fascinated, since the oldest couldn't have been over eleven, so they weren't capable of coming yet.
Another time, there was a girl sitting on a stairway that went up to the second floor of a building directly across the alley from me. The minute I saw her there, I stripped bare and started my show. She must have seen me before, because she was looking directly at my window. She had her legs apart, too. I could look right up her dress to her crotch! She must have been around twelve and she really surprised me when she started fondling herself between her legs. She fooled around with herself until I came, but she was gone after I came back from cleaning myself up.
The one that really got to me, though, was a girl who lived next door to me. Her mother worked until late afternoon, so the girl was more or less on her own until her mother came home. She was nearly fourteen, so she could take care of herself.
The first time I ever saw her was one afternoon when she was in the alley alone, playing with a ball. I could see how beautiful she was, and I couldn't control the urge to show her my prick and balls. I had this feeling that I have sometimes, that I am really doing something great for the girl I am showing myself to. Like, "I don't do this for everyone, but for you, since I like you, I'll do it."
Pulling off my shorts, my only garment, I went to the window. It was summertime, so I had the window open all the way. All I had to do was to cough a few times and she looked up. She stopped playing and just stood there looking at me. For the first time I got a good look at her. She was well endowed in the breast department, had a nice slim waistline, and very nicely developed legs.
I did my usual bit, walking back and forth in front of the window with my prick swinging between my legs. Then I picked up a magazine that had pictures of naked girls in it and stopped. My cock was so hot it was moving up and down with a pumping motion. I turned to a full-page picture of a naked girl and folded the magazine so that the picture was facing the window. I could tell by the girl's expression that she could see the picture from the alley. I just stood there looking at the magazine and jacking off.
I glanced at the girl out of the corner of my eye. She must have been really sexed up, because she had her hand down the front of her shorts and she was playing with her pussy. She kept looking up and down the alley and at the buildings to make sure no one was watching her. Then she'd stand there watching me and frig herself. This went on for a few minutes until I finally arrived at a climax.
The next day she was there again. Only this time she wasn't alone! She had two girlfriends with her. They weren't as good-looking as she was, but they were girls. She was pointing up to my window and talking to them. She acted like she was holding something in her hand, and then with the other hand she made a fist and moved it back and forth at her crotch. After a few movements like this, she placed her other hand on her fist and threw it into the air. I finally realized what she was doing. She was describing what she had seen me do the day before!
When she finished, they all looked at my window expectantly. I had been so interested in her way of describing my actions that I still hadn't undressed to give them a show. I really didn't care for the other ones being there, but "my" girl was waiting, so I went ahead.
I threw off my clothes and made a pass past the window. I could hear them responding, so I did it again and looked at them. They were grinning and waiting for more. I couldn't get with it, so I just stood sideways and sort of half-ass jacked it off until a little spurt ejected. They were happy, I guess.
I had plans for the girl the next time she showed up alone. I was going to get more out of this than what I had been. I was going to get her into my apartment.
I didn't have to wait long, because the very next day she was there, and no one was with her. I had everything ready! In fact, I was naked while I sat waiting for her to show up. I already had a raging hard from thinking about what was going to happen.
She was standing there, across from my window, looking all around to see that no one was in sight, when I placed myself in her view. I lifted my jewel bag and looked like I was inspecting it for something. Then I swung my prick back and forth, trying to give her a real good show. When I commenced whipping my cock, she did what she had done the other time. She drove her hand into her shorts and played with her pussy. That's just what I was waiting for.
I slowly walked out of her sight, ran into the other room, grabbed the pants and shirt I had left ready on a chair, and went out the front door and down the stairs.
On the ground level there was a sidewalk tunnel that went from the front of my small garage building out to the alley. I went to the alley end of the dark tunnel and looked out. There she was, standing just about directly across the alley from the tunnel. I took one step out into the alley and said, "Hi."
She was really startled and tried to get her hand out of her shorts so fast that it got caught on something, but she finally got it free.
"Who are you?" she asked blushingly.
"Don't be afraid. I've seen you before. Maybe I can help you." I could tell by the blush of her skin when I first walked out that she was very worked up, so I didn't waste words. I also knew that she hadn't been able to see my face very well from the window.
"I'll tell you something, if you can keep your mouth shut. I'll keep mine shut about what you're doing. Is it a deal?"
She looked at me as if she thought I looked familiar and nervously answered, "I . . . I . . . guess so. What is it?"
"I know you've been watching that guy upstairs, and I also know you'd like to go up there with him. He's very nice and won't hurt you. He likes you, too, so hurry up and follow me before someone sees us talking." She hesitated, so I added, "Come on, hurry. It's all right, believe me."
She ran over to the tunnel in sort of a shocked condition. Things were going too fast for her. I felt I could get her up there if I kept her moving quickly, before she could think straight.
I hustled her up the stairs and into the apartment before she knew what was happening. I shut the door, locked it, and turned to her with a smile on my face. "Sit down, honey. Make yourself at home."
"Why . . . why, you're . . . you're the guy that lives here, aren't you?" she stammered.
"Yes, as a matter of fact I am, honey. Now why don't you go ahead and sit over there on the couch, so we can talk?"
She was beginning to relax as she went to the couch, hesitantly.
I sat in front of her on a chair and, hoping to put her more at ease, said, "My name's Dale. What's yours, honey?"
"Pam."
"Gee, I'm sure glad to meet you, Pam. Now that we know each other, let's talk. Tell me, did you like what you saw from the alley?"
She really blushed, and looking down at the floor she mumbled, "I guess so."
I knew I had to keep her going or she would cool off. I started unbuttoning my shirt as I told her, "Well, I don't have any secrets from you, so I might as well get comfortable. Why don't you take your things off for me? I've shown you what I look like, and I know how you felt because I saw what you were doing with your hand."
By this time I had my pants unbuttoned, and I stood up to drop them off. Holding up the pants I said again, "Come on. Please take off your things, Pam. Just get up and take them off real fast before you have time to worry about it. Look." With that, I dropped my pants to the floor and stood in front of her, my half-stiff prick steadily rising to its full hardness.
Stepping out of my pants, I walked over to her and said, matter of factly, "Why don't you stand up and I'll help you?" She seemed to like that idea and she stood up.
With shaking hands I unfastened her halter and pulled it off as quickly as I could. She wasn't wearing a bra! I reached in front of her and cupped those soft, creamy tits in my hands. On first contact she shook a little and I knew I had gotten to her. I squeezed and petted them for a while, and then began removing her shorts.
I unzipped the side and let the shorts drop to the floor. She was wearing little bikini panties that were so sheer I could see the crevice of her ass cheeks. Putting my thumbs under the elastic, I rolled the tiny piece of material down her legs. As I moved down, her ass was right in front of my face, so I kissed each cheek and the hollow between them. She shivered all over when I did that! I got the panties to the floor and, running my hands up her body, I stood up.
My prick was hot and hard, so I put my arms around this sweet girl and, pressing my body along her back, I inserted my cock lengthwise into the opening between her cheeks. She turned her head around and I placed a seething kiss on her hot moist lips. As we kissed, I felt her ass cheeks clench around my cock.
Breaking our embrace, I pulled myself away from her and told her to turn around. I wanted to get a good look at her. As I stood there looking her body over, her eyes remained glued to one thing, my throbbing prick. She finally came to me and grasped my cock in her little hand. It moved softly over the length of my tool several times and then down to the bag. This she fondled gently, feeling out the shape of the balls. She was handling and looking at my male equipment like it was her first experience. Then, abruptly, her fist tightened, and she led me over to the couch by my cock. She sat on the couch, put her face close to me, and continued her revelatory tour of my genitals.
She didn't miss a wrinkle or a hair, from the dew-laden mouth on the head down to the crinkly hair underneath my balls. She bent her head down and planted a searing kiss on my testicles, then licked her way up to my knob, swirled around it delicately, and plunged my prick into her mouth halfway down the length of it!
She moved her mouth up and down my swollen prick a few times, and then, as suddenly as she had gone down on it, she sucked her mouth off it!
"Do it to me, Dale. Please fuck me. Please do it now."
I didn't need any further encouragement. I pushed her back on the couch, spread her trembling thighs, and plunged my prick into her pulsating cunt. She took every inch of it without a whimper. Just a gasping sigh of pleasure. We were both so close that I smashed my load of sperm into her hungry cunt after three or four jabs. She came with me, throwing her legs around my ass and digging her heels into the cheeks. I came so hard I thought my balls were going to come up and out of my prick.
We lay there in complete ecstasy for some time. Finally my cock softened and slipped out of her flooded cunt. "Oh, Dale. I've wanted that prick of yours in my cunt ever since I first saw you in the window," she exclaimed, as she gently fondled my balls. "You have a beautiful set of balls, and a very attractive prick."
We talked a little while after that and then, after cleaning herself up, she went home. I saw her several times after that and we had tremendous sex, but the first time was really the best.
Getting back to the kids my wife had brought home to take care of, the girl looked and acted very much like Pam, only she was a little younger. I was in the bathroom shaving when they came into the house, so I didn't know they were there. I came charging out of the bathroom in my robe, and I was really shocked when I came face to face with the girl. The resemblance was unbelievable.
"This is Joyce, dear, and this is her brother, Lee," my wife said, introducing us. "This is my husband, Dale, children."
They both said, "How do you do, sir."
I said "Hi" and went into the bedroom. I sat on the bed thinking about this girl and Pam, and as I did I began to get a hard-on, so help me! I hadn't thought about exposing myself for several years, and all of a sudden this cute girl was giving me the urge again. I decided that I'd fight the old desire, because I didn't want to fall into that kind of life again. I guess, though, if you do something for so many years, such as I'd done, it's hard to break the habit completely. It's sort of like smoking. You can quit for years, but all of a sudden you grab a cigarette and start smoking again.
I was going to take a nap before I went to work, so I didn't take my robe off when I went back into the front room. The kids were watching television and I asked my wife how long they were going to stay. She told me about four hours. I was extremely anxious to have them go, because I could feel arousal tugging at my genitals every time I looked at Joyce. Especially at the way she was sitting, cross-legged with her dress all the way up to her waist.
I started getting ideas and thoughts. I tried not to, but they persisted. I thought, "Boy, I just know she would enjoy seeing my big prick" and "I bet she would be surprised at the size of mine, compared to her brother's. I bet her brother would like to see it and play with it." I couldn't stop thinking those things. My wife was talking to me and I couldn't hear her because of the thoughts tormenting my brain.
I seemed to be losing all control, because I suddenly realized what I was doing. I had been sitting in a chair in front of Joyce with my robe pulled up to my knees, in such a position that it was taut across my knees, making it possible for Joyce to look straight up my legs and see my cock and balls! Unconsciously, I must have moved into this position, and the worst of it was Joyce was taking advantage of the exhibit by gazing intently at my genitals!
When I saw the expression on her face of amazement and wonder, I just couldn't force myself to discontinue my actions. In fact, her interest only proved to strengthen my need to expose myself to her. I was getting an erection at a fast rate of speed, and I didn't know what to do, since it was rapidly becoming obvious.
All of a sudden my wife said, "Oh, darn. I just remembered, dear. I promised the Rodens that I'd take them shopping. Their car is in the garage being fixed and she called. I told them I'd be glad to take them. I'll only be gone an hour or so, hon. We can eat when I get back. Okay?"
I told her that was fine. Everything would be all right. Little did she know that she had solved my predicament. She left immediately, and there I was, alone with a lovely new audience!
I allowed my cock to continue its journey to full-grown sexhood. Moving to the edge of the chair allowed my balls to hang down and gave my dick more room to grow. It also improved the view for Joyce, who was alternately looking at television and at my growing organ.
As I moved to the edge of the chair, I bent over and asked, "How old are you, honey?"
"I'm eleven and a half, sir."
"Don't call me 'sir,' honey. Call me Dale. I'm your friend, and friends use first names."
"Okay, Dale," she responded, glaring openly at my genitals.
"What's your age, son?" I asked her brother.
"I'm nine, going on ten," he answered, looking at me for the first time. He hadn't noticed the show I was giving until that moment, and when he saw the size of my organs his mouth dropped open and his eyes stared in interest.
Then, unexpectedly, he said, "You better cover yourself up, Dale. I can see everything." They both started snickering.
I looked down at myself, as if I hadn't known I was exposed, and said, "Boy, I didn't realize I was sitting like that. I bet you can see everything!"
Joyce put her hand to her mouth, blushed pink, and giggled. "Yes," she answered, between giggles. "We sure can!"
Television was forgotten at this point, and I became the total center of interest. I thought, "Well, here you go again, Dale!" I said aloud, "Well, since you've already seen me, there's no reason to cover myself now. Would you kids like to see the whole thing?"
"Oh, yes," answered Joyce, blushing more deeply than before.
"Yeah," said Lee excitedly. "Let's see it."
"How do I know you kids won't tell someone, if I do show you? I could get into trouble, you know."
Lee answered, saying, "We won't tell, we promise. Don't we, Joyce?" She nodded her head in agreement.
"Ill tell you what," I told them. "If you show me yours, too, then we can't tell on each other, okay?"
They looked at each other, giggled some more, and then agreed.
I locked the front door just in case, and when I came back I stood in front of them and opened my robe. Jesus, I sure had a violent hard-on. The head of my prick was all extended and turning purple from the tremendous amount of blood pumped into it!
Standing with my hands on my hips, I let them get a good look for a while, then I got on my knees and sat back on my legs. While they stared at my equipment, I commenced jacking off a little bit.
"What do you think of it?" I asked. "Do you like it?"
"Golly," exclaimed Lee. "You sure got a big dick, Dale."
"It's a lot bigger than yours, Lee. And it's prettier, too!" Joyce said sneeringly.
This being the first time in such a long time that I'd experienced the thrill of exhibiting myself, I was wild with excitement. My body was literally quivering, and my hands were sweaty and shaking.
I got up, moved over to a chair, and said, "Okay, you kids. Come over here in front of me and you can look everything over to your heart's content." I sat with my ass on the edge of the chair so that they had easy access to my crotch.
They eagerly moved over, and got as close to me as they could. Lee reached out and put his fingers around the thick, veiny shaft of my dick, causing it to jump and tighten up. His warm little hand felt so very good on me. He jacked it some, and the way he did it I could tell he had had experiences of his own. He moved his hand down to my testicles and squeezed the balls to the bottom so he could see how big they were. Then he petted them with his other hand.
Joyce was up close, watching every move Lee made. I could see she wanted to play with my stuff, too. Before I let her do anything, I said, "All right. You kids promised me that you'd take your clothes off for me, so get with it. No more messing around until you do."
They didn't need to be told twice. They jumped up and started undressing. I really enjoyed watching them. A boy and a girl undressing in front of me! It was great. I was forced to jack off while I watched them.
Joyce was wearing a one-piece shorty dress, and when it dropped to the floor, she was left standing in her pink little panties and that's all! Her titties were pointed, with a slight roundness rising under the rosy nipple nubs. Her tummy was unusually flat for a girl of her age, with the cutest folded-in navel centering it.
Lee yanked off his tee shirt and dropped his shorts and underwear. His peter was small but large for his age. It was not just a little pink appendage. It had a more mature dark color to it, and its features were beginning to have character. Under his rigid pintle was a well-filled bag of nuts. I was surprised how full and long-hanging his testicles were.
Joyce stepped out of her panties, and when she straightened up I looked her over excitedly. Below her flat, solid tummy, her slightly protruding sex lips, red with agitation, rolled inward to form a very sexy crevice.
I told them to both turn around, and can you imagine the beautiful sight of these two young, round asses facing me? I had to reach out and fondle and pinch them. I even spread each one open and looked at the crinkly round little holes inside! Slapping them each on the butt, I told them to turn back around.
They both got on the floor again and I told Joyce, "It's your turn to play with my cock, honey. Do what you want."
She grabbed my balls fervently and held them warmly in her hand. She caressed them as if they were very precious, delicate items. Looking at Lee's large balls, I had a passing thought that she might have played with them a lot, from the way she seemed to know how to handle mine. She kept one hand on my balls while she clasped the other around my expanded vibrating cock and commenced a jacking movement.
Lee was jerking hell out of his peter, and his balls were flying high. I watched him a bit, then told him, "Stand up, Lee. Next to me."
He did as I asked him, and I put my hand around his hot little prick. It felt sensational. So young and vibrant. I proceeded to jack it off.
Joyce had her face as close to my cock as possible, her hands going like crazy all over my dick and balls. I swear I saw her lick her lips several times, and that's what started giving me an idea.
When she put one hand down on her twat and started sexing herself, I decided to put my idea in motion.
I put my hand on the back of her head and gently pushed it toward my cock, raising myself up a little at the same time. She didn't resist, so I continued lowering her head. She stopped all jacking movements and passively followed the pressure of my hand. When her mouth was directly over my cock, I whispered, "Put your mouth on it, dear." As she did, I raised myself up and pushed down on her head, jamming my prick into her mouth. She gagged a little at first, but didn't try to lift herself up. After she got a little used to the idea, I removed my hand from her head.
She pulled her mouth up to the head and started licking around the knob. I let her do this awhile, then I said, "Put my prick in your mouth and suck it, baby!" I could feel her hot, wet mouth slowly slide down the length of my cock and then slip up to its head, making a slurping sound that energized every nerve in my body. As she sucked up, my body lifted with her mouth, and my balls pulled up tight.
She began to move up and down with increasing speed and I sighed, "That's it, my little cocksucker. Suck your prick good."
During all of this action I had still maintained my hold on Lee's dick. He moved sort of sideways and I continued to masturbate him, keeping in rhythm with Joyce's cocksucking.
In no time at all I was reaching the peak of my flight. My ship was ready to enter the stratosphere and burst forth to the stars. The first blast of sperm crashed against the back of her throat with such force it literally forced her head off my prick! She tried to get her mouth back on it, but it was like trying to put your mouth over a turned-on water hose! It squirted into her mouth and all over her face!
I could feel Lee experience a sort of orgasm, too, without the sperm, of course. I felt his peter swell a great deal as he groaned and shook.
Joyce was starting to climax just as I finished, so I had the opportunity to observe this wonderful sensual phenomenon as it occurred. It was a new experience for me and I watched her with great interest. Lee shared my interest and sat on the floor next to my chair.
Joyce was lying on her back and her finger was ramming into her orifice like a piston. She was rolling from side to side, and I could see the bottom of her ass cheeks clenching and unclenching in passionate delight. She moved her other hand to her titties and commenced squeezing and rubbing them. As her finger moved into the wet hole, her stomach muscles would tighten and her ass would lift up off the floor. Her finger made sucking sounds as it moved faster in her channel of sex!
I had acquired another hard-on as soon as I had started watching her actions, and I found myself jacking off in time with her finger! Unexpectedly, Lee reached over and grabbed my prick out of my hand and did the jacking for me. I noticed that his little tool had become hard again, also.
Suddenly Joyce's body began shuddering and shaking. Her titty hand dropped to the floor and her fucking finger made one great plunge into her cunt. She started gasping, "Oh ... oh . . . I . . . I can't... ooooooh!" Her whole body turned crimson, and she collapsed on the floor, quivering!
I was ready to shoot again, and I yelled at the boy, "Suck on it, Lee! Suck on it!"
His mouth engulfed my ready prick, and he no sooner had his mouth halfway down the shaft when my cock's offering began to flow. Since it was my second come, there wasn't too much for him to handle.
There we were. Little Lee was sitting on the floor, contemplating his hard-on. I was spread-eagled on the chair, my cock dripping onto the upholstery. Joyce was still on her back, her unmoving finger resting in her cunt, and my wife Betty was walking in through the front door!!
I guess I was so involved in my orgasm I hadn't heard her unlock the damned door. When she saw the scene before her, she dropped the sack of groceries she had and just stood in the doorway, shocked beyond belief. I can only imagine how she must have felt when she muttered, "Oh, my God!"
She slammed the front door and ran into the bedroom. I managed to get the kids dressed and out of there to a movie. When I got home, my wife was gone, so I took the kids home.
I didn't see my wife again until the divorce court!
After that, I returned to my old habits and became a full-time exhibitionist again. At least now I don't have anyone to disturb my action!
DUET
A report concerning exhibitionism would certainly be incomplete without the inclusion of a couple whose mutual interest was exhibiting. Many such couples are to be found in the group sex and swapping clubs. They advertise their desires in the underground newspapers and club magazines. They fulfill their needs with other couples, singles, or group activities. Rick and his wife are ideal examples of the type of couples under discussion.
I had the opportunity of meeting Rick and his wife, Linda, at a gathering of one of the larger couples' clubs. I had been doing research on the sexual activities of these clubs, and a couple I have known for some years were kind enough to work out the details of allowing me to attend the meeting.
I was readily accepted by the members in attendance, and I gathered a great deal of valuable information. In the course of the evening I was introduced to Rick and Linda. After discussing various facets of their lives, I realized from their conversation that they seemed to be unusually interested in exhibitionism. Since the people who belong to these types of clubs are very outspoken, and seem willing to discuss just about any part of their private sexual experiences and desires, I asked them point-blank if they would care to reveal to me just what their concern with exhibitionism was. They seemed willing, in fact, eager, to relate this information to me. I suggested we meet in my office, at their convenience. The following is then-story as they told it to me.
"Looking back," Rick began, "I realize that some of the things I did were of an exhibitionistic nature. Of course I went through the normal stages of it, like showing my dick to girls my age. I used to really enjoy having the girls play with my dick and balls. They were always surprised at the way it would change from a soft, hanging piece of flesh to a stiff, springy little dolly that they could play with. They loved to put their small hands on him and pet and caress him.
"As I grew older, to an age when these things should change, they didn't. In fact, they increased somewhat. I think I remember the incident that really set my sexual character.
"When I was twelve years old, I was getting my kicks from hiding under stairways, and in doorways, with my peter out, showing it to girls who were playing around those places. I was under the stairs of my own building one time, just jacking off for my own benefit, when a girl about nine years old happened to spot me. She didn't giggle or run away. She just brazenly walked under the stairs and stood there, watching me. I was about halfway to shooting, so I didn't really care if she was there or not.
" 'What are you doing?' she asked. 'Can I watch?'
" 'I don't care,' I told her. 'Do whatever you want.'
"I was sitting on some newspapers, with my legs straight out and my pants down to my knees, beating my meat for all it was worth. I think her presence there did increase my excitement.
" 'What are you doing?' she asked again as she sat down next to me.
" 'Jacking off,' I panted. I had a pretty good-sized dick for my age. It was about five inches long and an inch and a half around. The head was fairly large, with a predominant heart-shaped corona, and my balls hung heavy. I guess that's one reason the girls like to see it. It was so big and interesting. Much more so than what the other guys my age had.
"The girl sat there watching for a while and then suddenly reached out and lifted up my ball bag in her hand. It gave me a good feeling, so I didn't stop her.
"I was getting to the popping point and, wanting to stretch my fun out longer, I stopped my hand action. She seemed very interested in my equipment, so I just let her go ahead and learn the geography of my cock and balls.
"While she was touching and feeling every inch of my genitals, I looked at her more closely.
"She was well filled out for her age. In fact, she was a bit chubby. Due to this, she already had grown little nubbins in her breast area.
"I reached out my hand and, putting it right on her crotch, I started rubbing. She didn't pay any attention to my action, so I did that for a little while. Then I started feeling up her legs.
" 'Take off your panties!' I told her, and she did so immediately.
"Before she sat down again, I put my hand around her butt cheeks and pinched them, still feeling her hole with the other hand. Finally I told her to squat down beside me and I'd show her something.
"Squatting there like she was, she gave me a perfect view of pussy and even her little asshole! I began to jack off again while looking at her pretty pink sex parts. I was really stimulated!
"It only took a few minutes of hand-fucking to bring me off, and my fountain of sperm flew into the air, landing between my knees.
"The girl became so excited at the sight of my prick shooting its white liquid, and my balls suddenly pulling up tight, that she pee'd all over me! I jumped up and told her I was going to beat her up, I was so mad.
"I had quite a few similar incidents like that, but one in particular will always stay in my memory vividly. ..."
"Rick, honey," interrupted Linda. "Why don't I tell about my experiences at the same period in my life? That way we can bring the story together at the end."
"Very good idea, baby. Go ahead. Ill finish my episode when you're at that point."
"Well, I also passed through the period when a child enjoys showing off his body. All children seem to want to be accepted, and to prove to themselves that they are like everyone else. I guess that exposing their little bodies is one way of accomplishing this.
"Females are, of course, acceptable as exhibitionists. In fact, it is more or less expected of them, unless it becomes overemphasized and exaggerated.
"I became aware of my sex parts at an early age, since they were very sensitive at that time. I could actually become sexually aroused when I was about seven or eight, but of course I didn't know what had caused it or really just what it was about. When I was eleven, I became conscious of the fact that boys and men were interested in that place between my legs. Why, I didn't know, because I didn't think I really had anything to look at. I'd seen a couple of boys' things and they, at least, had some equipment. Why would they be interested in a puckered little slit? I knew they were, though, because of the way they always tried to see up my dress. I even spotted men in buses and in the park looking at my legs.
"One day I decided to give the boys in school a good look. I left off my panties! Man! That was really something! I sat on a bench in the schoolyard before classes, talking with some girlfriends, and I had my dress pulled tight across my lap and my legs apart so you could see all the way up. In no time at all we had a bunch of boys playing right in front of us, falling down, and all sorts of weird things like that, so they could get a look up my dress. I began to get that strange feeling in my pussy, and that was the first time I began to connect that feeling with boys or sex. I could see their bulged-out pants and it excited me and made me curious. I wondered what was happening to them, and I was determined to find out.
"I had a ball in the classroom, too! The guys were all dropping things to sneak a peek at my bare pussy. I could open my legs wider in the classroom than I could out on the bench, so they really got a clear look at my heated-up open sex. I was so excited that I couldn't study, and I missed a lot of the teachers' questions.
"Another thing I learned was that they also liked to see a bare behind. When we had recess, several of the boys were chasing another girl and me when suddenly a breeze came from behind us and lifted my dress up to my waist. I could hear the remarks they made like, 'Wow, look at that!' and 'Look at her ass!' and 'Ain't that somethin'!' I really had a strong desire to take all of my clothes off and show them my whole body!
"The next Saturday after my school episode, I decided I would try my experiment with men. I've always been partial to men older than myself. Looking for a father image, I guess, since my own father passed away when I was quite young. Anyway, I decided to wear a fairly short dress and go to the park without wearing any panties!
"I headed for a certain part of the park that men were known to occupy. I had been there several times before and had noticed many of the men sitting on the benches looking me over quite carefully. There had been occurrences of men picking up young girls in that area and doing things to them. That thought, about the men doing things, really excited me. I wondered what exactly it was that they did.
"When I got to that particular area in the park, I was glad to see that there were several men of all ages sitting on the different benches. I found a bench across from two guys and just plopped myself down, facing them. I had brought along a magazine to read, so I could act like I was doing something besides just sitting there.
"I read the magazine for a while, and then glanced up to see if they were looking at me. The one guy, he was about thirty, had his eyes glued to my legs. The other one, a little older, was sort of glancing at me every once in a while.
"I lifted one leg a little up on the bench, causing my legs to come apart. I could feel the air on my sex lips.
"The guy that was just casually glancing at me took one look at that sight and abruptly got up and walked away. I guess it was too much for the old guy. The other one just sat there enjoying the view of my young sex parts. I swear I could feel his eyes on my pussy just as if he were touching it with his hands, he was staring at me so hard.
"Finally he started looking all around the park and then, satisfied that no one was watching us, he came over to my bench.
" 'Hi. My name's Dick.' he said, introducing himself. "What's yours?'
"I was pretty nervous, but I decided that I'd go along with the situation, so I answered, 'Linda.'
" 'You're a very pretty girl, Linda,' he said, smiling. 'What are you going to do today in the park?'
" 'Thank you,' I said, blushingly. 'I just came here to read and enjoy the outside for a while.' I was beginning to feel real strange all over, talking to this nice, mature man sitting next to me, who was looking at my legs so intently.
" 'How old are you, Linda? I'll bet you're twelve or thirteen, at least.'
" 'Oh, yes, I'm twelve,' I lied.
"He reached out his hand and started rubbing my bare knee and said, 'My, but you are very well developed for that age. You certainly do have nice legs. I could see a great deal of them when I was sitting over there on the other bench.'
"He then glanced around the park again and, seeing no one close to us, he moved his hand up the inside of my leg! Boy! That was a real thrill. His hand felt red hot and made my leg feel as if there were a thousand needles pricking the skin!
" 'You sure do have nice soft skin, honey. Does it feel good when I caress it with my hand?'
" 'Oh, yes,' I answered with a shiver. I looked down at his crotch and I could see the large hill his thing was making there!
"His hand was touching my pussy lips ever so lightly. It was so exciting to have someone else touch me there. I hadn't realized how wonderful it could feel. He moved his fingers softly up and down the swollen quivering lips of my virgin pussy, and I could feel some unknown thing building up inside me. Sort of a hunger for something I didn't know the existence of.
"Suddenly he pulled his hand away and it startled me. I sat up and saw that a man was coming down the walk toward us.
"Dick just sat there as if he were ready to doze off to sleep or something. I really used my head and began reading the magazine. The man went on without even a glance at us.
'Say, Linda. Would you like to have some kicks? A little fun?'
" 'Oh, I suppose so. What kind of fun?' I asked nervously.
'Don't worry, honey. I'm certainly not going to hurt you. In fact, I'll give you a little spending money if you like. How about it?'
" 'Okay, but where will we go?' 'I know a place in the park where the bushes are real thick. We can go in there and no one will ever know. Come on, let's go!'
"We walked about a half a block to a huge bushy area. It was so thick we could hardly crawl into it. Once we got in, though, there were paths all through the bushes. We came to a little clearing where someone had brought in some boards and boxes to sit on, which we did.
"Dick didn't waste any time and started where he had left off, rubbing my legs and caressing my sex opening. 'Tell me, Linda, have you ever seen or touched a man's private parts?'
"That question really turned me on! I just about yelled my answer to him, I was so anxious to see this interesting part of a man's anatomy. I controlled myself and answered, 'No, I never have.'
"He removed his hand from my legs and very nervously started unzipping his pants. I lowered my head so I could get a good look. He had to fight with his underwear for a while, but suddenly his stiff manhood leaped out of its confinement!
"I have never beheld such a beautiful, thrilling sight as that first mature penis I had ever encountered. It looked hot, and it was hot when I uncontrollably grasped it in my hands. I stroked it up and down gently, as I investigated every vein and ridge of that swollen sword and every wrinkle of the scrotum.
"He allowed me ample time to scrutinize his equipment and then said, 'Okay, honey. Why don't we do what I'm willing to pay you for?' With that, he lay on his back on one of the boards and told me to come over to him.
" 'Now, what I want you to do is this,' he told me. 'You climb over and straddle me with your head facing my feet and your pretty butt over my face. You can play with my cock and I can play with your pussy.'
"I got into position and we started playing. He threw my dress up to my waist and started poking and rubbing my pussy and butt. I squeezed and fondled his cock, and I discovered that he liked me to grab his thing tightly and move my hand up and down. He really enjoyed that! I could feel his cock getting bigger and harder. It even started jumping!
"I was so wild and excited that I didn't care what happened! I guess he knew this, because he told me to bend over and suck his cock into my mouth! I had already thought about it. Why, I'll never know. Anyway, I plunged my mouth over his rampant cock, and it was so hot I thought it would burn the inside of my mouth!
"I could only get about half of it in my mouth, so I grabbed the bottom half with my hand and moved it with my head action. He was going wild with passion and so was I.
"I lowered my pussy onto his mouth while his tongue was penetrating my hole, darting in and out. Then he concentrated on a certain spot at the top that almost made me lose my senses. I was squatting down on his face and trying to swallow as much of his cock as I could when all of a sudden it happened!
"There was a tremendous eruption into my mouth from the end of his pulsating, pumping cock, and the boiling, creamy fluid spurted into my throat. The head of his dick swelled with each spurt, and I started to gag from the size of his raging cock and the amount of fluid crashing into my gullet. I started gulping down his sperm to keep from drowning, but there was such a great quantity I couldn't consume it all. Soon it was streaming out of the comers of my mouth, down the shaft of his expanded prick, and onto his tightened balls.
"I slowly lifted my mouth off the relaxing cock and, as I did, a few more squirts popped out of the little slit. This sight fascinated me. Until that time I had had no idea that any stuff shot out of a cock. I didn't even know much about hard-ons, let alone anything else! I'd seen boys pee, but that was about all.
"About the time he had started coming in my mouth, he had commenced a sucking action on my pussy. His tongue jammed into me and then he sort of put his mouth over my entire hole and sucked. His tongue went wild when his cock started shooting, and I had a most violent reaction in my puss. It squeezed down on his tongue and I felt as if I wanted it in me up to my stomach! I don't know if I had an actual orgasm or not, but if I didn't, it was the closest thing to it!
"I climbed off him then, and he just lay there getting his strength back. I picked up his undershorts and started wiping his dick off, at the same time watching it shrink back to its conventional size. I thought, at the time, how convenient it was that it did get small again. It would be pretty tough for a guy to have to go around with it stiff all the time. However, I don't think the girls would mind.
"I finished cleaning him off and then, since I hadn't had the chance to study his balls very much before, I reached out and held his now hanging balls in my hand. It must be a natural instinct for a woman to like a man's balls. They are not really something you would call beautiful, and yet I remember thinking at the time how lovely and exciting they were! It felt so wonderful to hold them in my hand and squeeze them a little bit.
"As I was handling his scrotum, I noticed his cock was starting to grow again! I couldn't believe it! He jumped up and said, 'Hold on kid. We can't stay here all day! We better get ourselves out of here before someone else comes in.'
"He stood up and started pulling up his pants. I said, 'Please let me put it in your pants for you, Dick. I want to touch it one more time.'
" 'Sure, honey. Go ahead.'
"I reached down and fondled his half-hard cock and balls, and then dropped them into his pants. He zipped up and we climbed out of the bushes. I never saw him again after that.
"I remember another time I went into the park and..."
"Wait a minute, Linda honey," Rick said. "Ill pick up my story now, and then you fill yours in like we did in the beginning. All right?"
"I'm sorry, Rick. I was just getting carried away. Go ahead, hon."
"Well ... like I was saying before, I had several experiences that are outstanding in my mind. I could get away with exposing myself easier than a grown man, since I was only about twelve or thirteen. I honestly believe that a great amount of kids in this age group actually are exposing themselves and the adults aren't even aware of it. No one thinks twice when they see kids this age together in a show or running in and out of the bushes in the park, or even playing in an alley.
"I remember this public pool we used to go to. It was quite large and had a big dressing room with a lot of booths to change clothes in. There were always a lot of kids there, and you couldn't tell what any of them were doing.
"One time I was changing my clothes, that is getting undressed to put my swimsuit on, when I noticed two young guys about ten watching me as I took off my undershorts. I stood there for them like I didn't know they were watching. I played with my dick and balls and, of course, I started getting a hard-on. They were naked while they watched, and I could see that they were getting hard also.
"Finally they walked right up to me, and one of them said, 'Gee, you sure got a big thing,' and the other said, in agreement, 'Yeah, man. You sure do.'
" 'You better believe it,' I said smartly. 'It's a lot bigger than those things you guys got.'
"I was enjoying the attention. In fact, it affected me sexually and my prick got stiff as a board. Their interest made me feel like a big man, and of course I had to act the part.
"Grabbing hold of my stiff cock, I asked, 'Have you kids ever done this before?' and I started jacking off.
"They both said no, and asked me why I was doing it.
" 'Because it feels good, that's why,' I answered. 'And if I do it long enough, something shoots out of the end of it. Have you ever seen that?'
"They both shook their heads no, and that made me feel even bigger. Their little three-inch cocks were really up, and they were playing with them! One blonde kid had the biggest hanging balls I've ever seen on a kid that age. They really hung down! For the first time in my life I wanted to handle a boy's equipment. I wanted to fondle those balls of his!
" 'Com'ere,' I said with authority. 'I want to look at your things.'
"They both came over next to me and I reached out and grabbed big balls. Like I said," it was the first time I'd ever done such a thing, and his testicles actually felt good to me. After playing with them for awhile, I gripped his dick in my fingers, and that hot little penis gave me a strange feeling. I started to jack off again, moving my hand on his dick in rhythm with the hand on my cock. I found myself enjoying it more and more. The other kid, the black-haired one, was doing all right on his own cock.
"I suddenly found myself on the verge of ejaculating, and that's when I got an idea. 'Get on your knees in front of me,' I commanded.
"He obeyed immediately and I just sort of pulled his head toward my prick. When it was about a half inch from him I said, 'Okay, now put your mouth on my cock. It'll be fun! Really, kid!"
"He touched the end of my prick with his mouth and then started to move back. When he did that, I put my hand on the back of his neck and gently pushed his mouth over the head of it. Once over the head, he didn't seem to mind it in his mouth at all, and he started sucking up and down.
"It was the first time I'd ever had a mouth on my prick, and let me tell you it was unbelievable the way it felt to me. I had imagined how it would feel to put my cock into a pussy, but this was better than I had even imagined that could be. I very quickly showed him how to go up and down on it. He learned fast. His hot, wet mouth was driving me out of my mind!
"When I realized I was ready to shoot, I pushed his head away from my member. I wanted to show them what I could do that they couldn't. He seemed very reluctant to take his mouth off me, but I managed to pull free.
"They were both standing in front of me, their eyes fastened to my prick, watching everything I was doing. I commenced jacking off to show them what a big guy could do.
"It only took a few pulls on my prick to bring me to a finish. And what a finish it was! Just at the right time I told them to play with my balls, and when they touched me I let loose a load that splattered both of them!
"They both gasped in surprise when they saw me shoot, and I was in my glory. I felt like some kind of god or something. After giving their little dicks a squeeze, I put my bathing suit on and went swimming.
"Every Saturday afternoon, when I was a kid, I used to go to the movies. It was always filled with kids on those afternoons, and I remember one time, when I was fourteen, I had a fun experience.
"The balcony of the theatre was always all kids and that's where I sat. The younger kids always sat in the front rows on the first floor, but when they got older they preferred the balcony because they had become more sophisticated. They also had games to play.
"This particular day I sat down next to a cute girl about eleven years old. For some reason, there weren't too many kids there that day, especially in the back of the balcony, so we had it pretty much to ourselves. I purposely sat next to her, hoping something would develop.
"She was sitting there with her dress pulled up halfway to her waist, and after the picture started I could hardly keep my eyes off her legs. I also noticed that she had had a good start in the development of her titties.
"She just sat there, seemingly interested in the film, while the more I looked at her, the harder my cock grew! I finally moved my leg next to hers to see what her reaction would be. There was none, and that's when I decided to do what I did.
"I had a complete erection from looking at her full white thighs and legs, and also from the heat of her leg against mine! She had moved in her seat every once in a while, and her dress had traveled up to her lap, allowing me a complete view of her young thighs. I commenced moving my leg up and down slightly against hers, and as I did so I very quietly and slowly unzipped my pants. Since I was in the habit of going without underwear at that time, my stiff member popped right out!
"I quickly put my hand over it so it couldn't be seen. I increased the movement of my leg, and I detected a slight movement on her part in return. I was as nervous as hell as I bent over to her ear and whispered, 'Can you keep a secret?'
"She nodded her head yes, and I asked, 'You want to see something?'
"She bent over to me and asked softly, 'What?'
"I glanced around us to make sure no one was near and, gulping hard, I said, 'My thing!'
"In the dim light I could see her eyes widen with interest as she asked excitedly, 'You mean your boy thing?'
"I was embarrassed and flushed, but I could feel my cock pulsate when she said that. 'Yeah,' I answered. 'If you keep your mouth shut, I'll show it to you.'
" 'Oh, I promise,' she said quickly. 'I like to see boys' things. I won't tell anybody.'
"I was bursting with sexual desire, and my dick was throbbing with the great amounts of hot blood that was pulsing through its veins. I removed my hand and she could see it standing there in all its stiff glory.
" 'Wow!' she exclaimed, a little above a whisper. 'You sure got a pretty one!' Then she lowered her head toward it to get a good look.
"I kept looking around us, hoping no one would sit next to us and ruin my fun. While I was doing this, I suddenly felt her hot little hand clasp itself around the trunk of my rigid member. I lifted right off my seat on first contact, but she held onto it. It was sure great to have someone else's warm flesh touching my aroused prick!
"Putting my hand on hers, I taught her to do a slow jack-off movement. She learned right away and I released her hand. Man! She was really good at it!
"While she pumped steadily away on my prick, I reached over and started feeling her up. I ran my hands up and down her silky thighs and rubbed her crotch. I could feel the lips of her sex through her panties. She was all moist there. I tried to get under them, but even when she spread her legs I couldn't make it. Suddenly I felt myself on the brink of shooting my satisfaction, so I stopped her hand and told her to take off her panties. She didn't waste any time. Lifting her butt up, she scooted them right off!
"I quickly put my hand on her pussy, and when she spread her legs, I found I could penetrate her hole with about half my finger. I began jacking off with my other hand, and it felt like I was in heaven! Then I remembered her titties.
"Until that time I'd never touched titties of any size, and the idea excited me all the more. I put one hand on her shoulders and started playing with her tits with the other. She was wearing a tee shirt, so it was easy to get my hand under and onto her breasts. I was thrilled when I found that she was braless. What a feeling to put your hand on a pair of solid young tits with their hard little nipples pushing into your palm!
"She was squirming and twisting in her seat from all of my erotic caresses. I looked around us once more and then told her to get between the seats, in front of me.
"She got down there instantly, and as soon as she did I pulled her tee shirt up to her neck, grabbed her virginal titties, and told her to kiss my prick. She didn't hesitate, but started kissing and licking immediately on my ignited stick of dynamite. I was squeezing her titties so hard it was making her squirm, and as instinct took over, she put her mouth around the nut of my penis.
"That did it! I pushed myself forward, holding her to me with her tits, and rammed my prick halfway into her liquid, pussy-like mouth, and exploded! She tried to pull back, but I gripped her tits so tightly she couldn't move. I could feel my juices running down my cock shaft.
"I collapsed into my seat, and it was then that I realized someone was sitting directly behind me. I turned my head slowly and believe it or not, there was a boy about twelve years old jacking off like crazy while looking at our action! I just turned my head, pulled my prick out of the girl's mouth and flipped it back into my pants. The girl got up on her seat, pulled on her panties, and began looking at the movie as if nothing had happened. I finally got up and left.
"That was some theatre! I went back there many times after that, and had quite a few similar exploits."
Linda interrupted at this point and said, "You mentioned the incident you had with the boys in the dressing room, Rick. Well, I had some similar experiences with girls. But the thing I want to tell about is when I became a 'model.' I was thirteen at the time, and this kid I knew in school told me about a guy who would pay money to girls if they would pose for photographs for him. I needed money at the time, and so I was interested. I told this boy, who was a little older than me, that I'd like to meet the man. Roger, that was the boy's name, said that he'd arrange it.
"The next day Roger told me that the man was willing to use me. I didn't know then that he really wanted to 'use' me in a different way.
"The following Saturday Roger took me to the man's place. I was surprised to find out, when the 'man' opened the door, that he was only about seventeen years old! Of course at our age he was considerably more mature, but I didn't consider seventeen a man's age. Roger introduced us, and I found out that the boy's name was Jeff.
"We went into Jeff's apartment, and although he seemed nice enough, I was still kind of scared and nervous. He had a camera set up on a tripod in the front room, with several bright lights positioned all around. The equipment was all aimed at a large couch with some big fluffy cushions on it.
"We talked a few minutes, and finally Jeff said, 'Go sit on the couch, Linda. I want to check the lighting and the setup.'
"I sat on the couch wondering what was going to happen next while Jeff got behind the camera, then adjusted a light or two, then got back behind the camera again. It was quite hot sitting there in front of all those lights.
" 'Okay, honey,' Jeff said. 'Give us a big smile.'
"He didn't even pose me the way I thought he would. I just smiled and he took a picture.
" 'Okay, honey. Now take off your blouse.'
"That really shocked me. As much as I enjoyed exhibiting myself, I'd never had my picture taken while doing it, and it just didn't seem right. He had to talk quite a while before I condescended to take any of my clothes off. Between Jeff and Roger, they finally talked me into it. After the blouse, the rest came easy.
"Pretty soon they had me completely naked, and Jeff was posing me every which way. He had me standing in front of the camera, then with my back to it, and he even had me face my back to the camera and bend over and touch my toes. I could never figure out why that was a good pose. Then he had me sit with one leg on the couch and then with both of them. After that, he had me grab my legs under the knees and pull them back. My pussy was open so wide I could feel the heat of the lights on my inner pussy lips! I was also beginning to like the idea that these two guys were looking at me in all of those different poses.
"I was carried away with the posing for sometime and when I looked around to see what Roger was doing, I was startled to find that he was now completely naked, standing next to Jeff. He had a tremendous hard cock and he was jacking it off! Every once in awhile, between pictures, Jeff would reach down and fondle Roger's large cock and hanging balls, and I could see the rise of his own dick in the crotch of his pants!
"I really got hot when I saw Roger naked. His bouncing prick sure aroused in me an unknown desire. I'd seen other boys, but I had not experienced a cock in my pussy as yet, although I had sucked off the man in the park. Lying there with my pussy and asshole wide open, I began to fear the idea of that big thing pushing into my little hole, and yet the idea still intrigued me!
"Pretty soon Jeff said, 'Okay, kitten, why don't you rest while I put some more film in the camera?'
"I was getting a little tired and I was glad to put my legs down and take a breather. Jeff went into another room, but Roger just stood there behind the lights and masturbated, looking at me.
"Jeff came back, put the film in the camera and then reached out and grabbed Roger's cock. Roger didn't seem to mind in the least. In fact, he dropped his hand from his dick and let Jeff do his thing. Jeff suddenly dropped to his knees, clasped his hand around Roger's cock, and jammed it into his mouth! He went wild, slurping and sucking. It looked as if he was trying to swallow the whole cock!
"I was fascinated! I'd never seen anything like it before. In fact, I didn't even know that a man would do that to another man! Then, abruptly, Jeff pulled his mouth off of Roger, making a loud sucking sound, and stood up, saying, 'I better stop that, Roger, before I ruin you for the pictures.' I didn't know what he'd meant by that, but I soon found out!
"That guy, Jeff, had Roger and me pose every way in the book! He had Roger eat my pussy, kiss my ass and tits, and everywhere. Then he had me doing everything to Roger. Even kissing his balls and sucking his cock! I enjoyed the cocksucking, though. It was good!
"Then he decided to have us fuck! Like I said, I had never done that and I told him so. Jeff then suggested that we act like we were doing it, so Roger sat on the couch and I put my knees up and, with my back to Roger, I squatted over his big, red cock. Jeff made me lower myself so that the enlarged head of Roger's prick was in my pussy. It was too dry to go in, so Jeff bent down under my legs and licked it. It went in easily then, and Jeff went back to the camera.
"What a feeling that was for me! It was the first time I had ever had even part of a prick in my hole! I could feel the heat and the throbbing and it was even better than a tongue! I was squatting there, savoring every moment of it with my eyes half-closed. I didn't notice Jeff leave the camera and get behind us. When he did, he did something that I will never forget or forgive. It was a dirty trick, believe me!
"Roger had started playing with my breasts, squeezing and kneading them, and pinching the erected nipples. I started moving up and down slightly on his rock-hard penis. It felt good, rubbing on my clitoris. Just as I was moving down, Jeff dropped his hands on my shoulders from behind and pushed with all his strength, forcing me all the way onto Roger's prick! His cock was all the way in, down to his balls! The pain was tremendous, and I let out a scream like a banshee! It frightened Roger, but all he could do was to clamp tightly onto my tits!
"I lifted myself up, but when I got up to the head, Jeff pushed me down again. He'd let me get my hole just about off of Roger's raging prick, and then he'd jam me down on it again, over and over! It hurt the first few times, but I must admit after a while it began to feel wonderful. He must have counted on that, because pretty soon I was going up and down without his help! He ran back to the camera and took pictures like crazy!
"That was when I had my first orgasm, just as Roger shot his love cream into my starving hole. It was a bloody mess. In fact, the couch was all spotted and I doubt that they could be removed. We got dressed, Jeff paid me five dollars, and we left. I don't even remember what I did with the money!
"I got involved in a lot of situations after that and did a lot of things. I was a pretty mixed-up kid until I met Rick at a Sexual Freedom Club meeting."
"Well," agreed Rick, "I went through the same basic life. In fact, I've had some confrontations with the law in the past. When Linda and I found each other, that seemed to be our salvation. We got married after six months and we've been completely happy since."
"We belong to many different clubs," Linda added. "We even belong to a nudist organization. We're a lot smarter, too, because we confine our exhibiting to adults. There's no way we can get into any trouble that way!"
As long as Rick and Linda continue to adjust to adult life, even though their life style may not be acceptable to everyone, they will be happier. And as long as they do not interfere with anyone else's happiness while attaining their own, they cannot possibly find themselves at odds with society.
There did not seem to be any underlying problems concerning this couple, and I suggested that they continue to control themselves, and to enjoy life in the accepted ways afforded them.
CONCLUSION
There are a great many variations in exhibitionism, just as there are many theories as to the causes of this aberration. We are all exhibitionistic in nature, basically, and we satisfy this desire in many ways. Some of us dress flamboyantly, some talk excessively, others enter show business, and there are even those who commit various crimes. All reaching and begging for the same thing: attention or recognition! Each and every one of us requires attention. If in our early years we do not receive this attention, we will in one way or another satisfy this need in our adult years.
Dr. George Henry, in his book All the Sexes, states: "Specifically, exhibitionism has reference to an illegal display of the penis. The exhibitionist actually is timid sexually, and his need to have his penis accepted as a symbol of virility has become pathological.
"The exhibitionist is fundamentally insecure, especially in regard to his sexual prowess, and in exposing himself he is seeking reassurance from someone whom he hopes to please. The need for approval requires repeated reassurance and, as sexual excitement is associated with the anticipated approval, the exhibitionistic act becomes an habitual mode of sexual expression."
It may come as a surprise to most people, but exhibitionism is far more prevalent than is usually surmised. In fact, it ranks third in sexual deviations -- the first is prostitution, the second is homosexuality, and exhibitionism ranks third.
Because exposure of the genital organs is regarded illegal, the exhibitionist is committing a crime by revealing his genitals. Public attitude is vehement regarding exposure, because it may inflict a severe mental shock upon prepubertal boys and girls who are the most desired victims of exhibitionists.
Out of the many people I have interviewed in the past years, the majority of them had, in their earlier years, experienced the sight of an older person exposing himself. I have yet to detect any adverse effects on any of the subjects mentioned due directly to such an experience.
It is interesting to note that in one study of 471 exhibitionists apprehended by the authorities, 267 were exhibiting in automobiles. For a large number of these offenders, there was a compulsive need to repeat their offense in an identical manner. Exposure in an automobile eventually results in someone taking down the license number, resulting in the apprehension of the subject. As I have stated previously, there is a definite indication that the exhibitionist has an unconscious desire to be punished, either because of the knowledge that he is doing something disagreeable according to society, or because of his own masochistic tendencies, with which many exhibitionists are found to be troubled.
Another point of interest is that, in all the studies of exhibitionism, there is a remarkably small percentage of females involved, the theory being that due to her lack of a penis, the female unconsciously feels that she has been biologically discriminated against and would rather conceal than reveal this quirk of nature.
Under these circumstances, it should be understood that exhibitionism must be treated as a sexual problem rather than a criminal one.
As Lars Ullerstam, M.D., states in his book, The Erotic Minorities: "The self-exposers have a difficult position in our society. Unlike the ancient Greeks, and most other peoples, we do not have any festivals where taboos are broken ritually, where exhibitionists can perform solo dances. The exhibitionists have no defense groups like the homosexuals, and there are no publications in which they might advertise for spectators. They have no meeting places such as bars, parks, or urinals, like those for homosexuals. The society of sexual privilege has taught the self-exposer to feel so thoroughly ashamed of his inclination that he does not dare to confess it even to his doctor. The great majority of self-exposers submit silently to their abstinence, which cannot be desirable from a mental-hygienic point of view. . . .
"The continuous damming up of the exhibitionistic impulses shackles a great amount of energy which could find better use. To accept that these individuals go through life in a state of frustration is to condone a special kind of cruelty against them solely on the grounds of their eccentric sexual urge."
It was Freud who maintained that there is not any individual in whom some perverse attitude or desire does not lie lurking in wait to be released. . . .
