I guess everybody on this site is an exhibitionist (why else would we be here ?) I was thinking back to my first real experience of exhibitionism - and I mean real experience with the other person choosing to stay, watch and reacting, not just a quick flash like "accidentally" popping out of your swimming stuff at the pool/beach etc! That's when I realised this was a "thing" for me and turns me on so much.

Got me thinking - I bet everybody here has a story like this to tell and I am curious... So I'll tell you mine and you tell me yours

I was almost 18 and there was a house party at mine. Everybody was drunk and early hours of the morning people started finding places to sleep all over the house. A couple of friends crashed on a mattress on my bedroom floor. I put the light out and went to sleep on my bed alone, I had a girlfriend but she was elsewhere that night.

A little while later I was woken up by movement. One of my friends went to have a cigarette out of the open window, it was one of those small top windows and a few feet from where I lay. She was a hot blonde girl I knew well and was wearing a crop top and very short black skirt that night. I was watching her, admiring her long, slim, smooth legs when she reached up to flick her ash out of the window and her skirt rode up a little. My pulse quickened and my cock started to get hard, I could see up her skirt and her black, lace knickers were barely covering her ass and pussy... It was only a moment while she was reaching up but the image was burned into my thoughts... As the room was dark, just a little streetlight coming in through the open curtain where she smoked, I started slowing stroking my cock under the duvet thinking she wouldn't see in this light.

This went on for a couple of minutes. She'd reach up to the window every now and then, I'd get another brief flash of her ass and knickers and my cock was starting to drip as I stroked away. Then all of a sudden she looked round at me, straight in the eyes and said "I can see what you're doing"

I immediately stopped wanking and tried to apologise clumsily, assumed she was going to make a scene about it and call me a pervert but what happened next genuinely surprised me... She flicked her cigarette out of the window, came over and sat on the edge of the bed near my feet and said "It's ok, if you need to cum you should carry on. Don't mind me being here"

She wanted to watch! I couldn't believe my luck and her interest made me brave so I said "ok, if you want to watch I'll carry on". I pulled the duvet down so she had a clear view of my rock hard, dripping wet cock and had a long, slow wank in front of her. I kept glancing down at her legs, looking at her cleavage then looking her directly in her eyes while I stroked away and she alternated between watching my cock and looking in my eyes. Sometimes we would hold each others gaze for several seconds while I carried on, she clearly loved how turned on she was making me.

After a few minutes of this I was already covered in cum (I pre-cum a lot!) when I felt the pressure building and softly said "I'm cumming!". She leaned forwards to get a better view, not quite close enough to get a face full but not far off, and I blew a fountain of spunk into the air in front of her. She was smiling and I could swear she was running her tongue over her lips...

By the time I'd finished I was a big sticky mess, cum all over my hands, cock, balls, stomach, arms, bedsheets... I'd even hit my own face a little... Maybe the most I'd ever cum in my life! Still smiling she said "You should get cleaned up" then got off my bed, lay back down on the mattress and closed her eyes to go back to sleep.

Nothing else happened that night and we didn't talk about it the next day (although she did keep grinning at me in the morning ). No physical contact and yet somehow that interaction was the single most erotic thing I'd ever experienced in my life. That's when I knew I was an exhibitionist and have been finding opportunities to recreate that thrill ever since.

So that's the true story of the first "real" time for me. What's your first story?