Never been an exhibitionist, but the thought is slowly growing on me, breeding from within, consuming me.
The intention, once insignificant, building into action from just a glance in the bathroom mirror.
The pics taken, unleashing an unexpected rush and extraordinary arousal.
Then a burning itch, making me share them with purpose, a newfound kind of release.
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Eyes lit up wide open, taking in the view—shapes and colours, alluring distractions.
Licking my lips, I see beyond… the impulse that made you do it, letting yourself go, embracing the thrill of it all.
Now, that’s a gorgeous sight.
