One Of My Thrills Is Exposing Myself

As a teen I lived in Africa where my father was doing research for his PhD. Frim time to time he would take us to a camp in the bush. At this camp things were primitive, an outdoor toilet, a shower head behind a tiny curtain. The camp was for the scientists, the local staff had their own camp over the rise.

I got a sexual thrill lowering my pants to use the field toilet. You pulled your pants down and anyone within eye shot could see my pink bare butt. The shower was the same, the little curtain covered just so much, I was short so it covered my top and head, but my butt and cooch were fully exposed. I also knew because my father had told me, that we were always watched, cared for, by local staff. After all we were in the bush. You had to get over being self conscious about being seen naked. At that age, becoming sexually awakened, I got butterflies knowing some local woman was sent to protect me and was seeing my butt and cooch when I used the facilities or took a shower.

Later when I went to college and lived in a dorm, we had communal facilities and showers, those feelings of being exposed and watched came back with a vengeance. Except now I was exposing myself to other women, some of them beautiful women. That they were naked too seemed to be natural, I was exposing myself to them. It's twenty five years later, and I still get a thrill when I'm exposed, in a hospital gown, an oops on the beach, in the gym. For the young girl that lives next door.

The big tree that covered her bedroom window was cut down. She watches me in my bedroom as a I change, or stretch naked in front of the mirror. She watches me whenever she can, and I give her every opportunity to see a grown woman naked. From time to time she stands at her window, exposing her new breasts for me to see.