Covert Exhibitionism 2
Sometimes I just feel like I need to scream at the top of my lungs in a very busy place all the obscenities I love, describing my porn addiction in detail. Bellowing out how I'm only really there to buy snacks and drinks for the porn marathon I'm about to have. Shouting out how many hours a day over the last week I have spent watching porn, with 3 of those days being 9, 11.5, and 14.5. I'd wear tight, elastic skinny jeans so the people who are there to observe from the absolute beginning can see how fast my cock is swelling. Harder and harder, bigger and bigger, with every few sentences, until I'm visibly throbbing. I have given myself touch-less orgasms before, and I know that I would probably cum with seconds of reaching total erection. Everyone could watch my cock pulse, flooding down the leg of my jeans right form where the tip of my cock is clearly visible.
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I can completely sympathize. I when I split with my ex, I was gleefully feeding my pornography addict right after. I'd almost forgotten how much I loved a truly uninterruptible porn marathon, edging the entire night. That is my usual. I masturbate into the early morning hours almost every night. Get home from work, and I start consuming porn and edging. My collection is huge.
I used to take huge risks by being totally naked except for a fleshlight I made a harness for. It serves to keep my fleshlight secured on my cock so that, even if I were to go completely flaccid, my fleshlight would remain tight enough that I would not have to harden to re-enter.
As an aside, it also makes edging a long distance game. I have to really keep track of far way I am from a spontaneous orgasm, because getting the fleshlight off in time that means I'll be waiting until I can have another long edge, which makes the feeling of edging that much more vivid.
Anyway, every now and then I'd get so horned up after edging from 5PM until 2 or 3AM that I wanted to heighten my arousal even more by exposing exactly what I had been doing for the last 10 hours. In that state of ultra-goon I would step outside my door, fleshlight affixed, and walk into the middle of the four-way intersection right by my place, totally naked. My town has around 38,000 people, and my place is on the corner of an average town intersection, which is to say, well populated. I would walk into the intersection of this well-lit, mildly busy, suburban residential zone, full exposed. My heart would be racing. Just remembering makes my heart pound and my cock swell. Totally exposed. Reputation demolished. Law, a reasonably plausible consequence. Such a huge lust-induced need to be really seen for the pornography addict, and consequentially, edging fiend I am. I just can't get enough porn, and I can't get enough edging. Out in the intersection, sometimes for several minutes at a time, I would buck my hips (bouncing my fleshlight) to a sustainable edge. When I was gooned beyond belief I'd add clearly audible grunts and, "Oh yeah! Fuck yeah! I hope some one is watching! I love porn! I love porn! I'm a porn addict!" to the mix to make even riskier. I spoke my words loud enough so that if a window as open there might have been someone who heard and watched me.
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I will do it again. One of these days I'll want an extra kick of porno-lust by risking my reputation with everyone I know. It will come when I get so horned up that I won't be able stop myself, just like every other time before. Bellowing my porn addiction. Screaming my who name. Telling everyone to film me. Telling them to post it all over the internet. Tell them to record the history of my addiction to porn, starting at only eight years old, and up until now. Screaming obscenities and confessing all the trigger-kinks I would never say in real life. Lewdly gyrating totally naked. Alternating to forcefully bucking my hips forward and backward, holding the pose at either end for a second. This makes my fleshlight bounce. Someday I'll set up a sex swing, bring out a battery pack that can last for over 24 hours for my desktop. Put my sex doll into the harness, fire up porn, and start loudly fucking the fuck-doll right out in a residential intersection, moderately busy. Taking a huge risk makes my heart pound and cock swell. Could have a touchless orgasm if I concentrated on it, that's how horned up. That's how much I love porn--willing to risk the consequences just to satisfy a life-long pornography addiction. Willing to crater jobs, relationships, family, friends. I want to see people see me being the biggest porn addict ever. I want bellow out all about my life-long porn addiction.
PORNOSEXUAL FROM THE START! SO ADDICTED TO PORN AFTER FIRST SECONDS OF SEEING! I WANT TO SCREAM OUT PORN ADDICT CONFESSIONS SO EVERYONE CAN HEAR ME GETTING OFF TO EXPOSING MY PORNOSEXUAL PORN-LUST. SAY IT! SAY IT! BELLOW IT: "I'M A PORNOGRAPHY ADDICT," right in Walmart on Christmas Eve.
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I can completely sympathize. I when I split with my ex, I was gleefully feeding my pornography addict right after. I'd almost forgotten how much I loved a truly uninterruptible porn marathon, edging the entire night. That is my usual. I masturbate into the early morning hours almost every night. Get home from work, and I start consuming porn and edging. My collection is huge.
I used to take huge risks by being totally naked except for a fleshlight I made a harness for. It serves to keep my fleshlight secured on my cock so that, even if I were to go completely flaccid, my fleshlight would remain tight enough that I would not have to harden to re-enter.
As an aside, it also makes edging a long distance game. I have to really keep track of far way I am from a spontaneous orgasm, because getting the fleshlight off in time that means I'll be waiting until I can have another long edge, which makes the feeling of edging that much more vivid.
Anyway, every now and then I'd get so horned up after edging from 5PM until 2 or 3AM that I wanted to heighten my arousal even more by exposing exactly what I had been doing for the last 10 hours. In that state of ultra-goon I would step outside my door, fleshlight affixed, and walk into the middle of the four-way intersection right by my place, totally naked. My town has around 38,000 people, and my place is on the corner of an average town intersection, which is to say, well populated. I would walk into the intersection of this well-lit, mildly busy, suburban residential zone, full exposed. My heart would be racing. Just remembering makes my heart pound and my cock swell. Totally exposed. Reputation demolished. Law, a reasonably plausible consequence. Such a huge lust-induced need to be really seen for the pornography addict, and consequentially, edging fiend I am. I just can't get enough porn, and I can't get enough edging. Out in the intersection, sometimes for several minutes at a time, I would buck my hips (bouncing my fleshlight) to a sustainable edge. When I was gooned beyond belief I'd add clearly audible grunts and, "Oh yeah! Fuck yeah! I hope some one is watching! I love porn! I love porn! I'm a porn addict!" to the mix to make even riskier. I spoke my words loud enough so that if a window as open there might have been someone who heard and watched me.
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I will do it again. One of these days I'll want an extra kick of porno-lust by risking my reputation with everyone I know. It will come when I get so horned up that I won't be able stop myself, just like every other time before. Bellowing my porn addiction. Screaming my who name. Telling everyone to film me. Telling them to post it all over the internet. Tell them to record the history of my addiction to porn, starting at only eight years old, and up until now. Screaming obscenities and confessing all the trigger-kinks I would never say in real life. Lewdly gyrating totally naked. Alternating to forcefully bucking my hips forward and backward, holding the pose at either end for a second. This makes my fleshlight bounce. Someday I'll set up a sex swing, bring out a battery pack that can last for over 24 hours for my desktop. Put my sex doll into the harness, fire up porn, and start loudly fucking the fuck-doll right out in a residential intersection, moderately busy. Taking a huge risk makes my heart pound and cock swell. Could have a touchless orgasm if I concentrated on it, that's how horned up. That's how much I love porn--willing to risk the consequences just to satisfy a life-long pornography addiction. Willing to crater jobs, relationships, family, friends. I want to see people see me being the biggest porn addict ever. I want bellow out all about my life-long porn addiction.
PORNOSEXUAL FROM THE START! SO ADDICTED TO PORN AFTER FIRST SECONDS OF SEEING! I WANT TO SCREAM OUT PORN ADDICT CONFESSIONS SO EVERYONE CAN HEAR ME GETTING OFF TO EXPOSING MY PORNOSEXUAL PORN-LUST. SAY IT! SAY IT! BELLOW IT: "I'M A PORNOGRAPHY ADDICT," right in Walmart on Christmas Eve.
3 年 前