This week’s February PhotoFest images will have the theme of exposing myself. This doesn’t mean I randomly go around showing my bottom, cunt or boobs off to just anyone. These were all specifically taken to expose myself to Master. I hope you’ll enjoy them.
This first one was taken on the balcony of my apartment in France after a boozy lunch.
I’ve never really considered if I have a sexual style, never mind what it is. But I guess that just as I have altered my hair style over the years, there have been changes when it comes to my sexual style. In the past, I was some what repressed and while I had fantasies, they weren’t something I discussed. Even with my husband, though he would have liked it if I had.
When it comes to sex, I like to be led
Before I knew I was submissive I wanted my man to take the lead. I wanted to be told what to do. Trouble was, I wasn’t very good at expressing my needs. Instead, I needed someone who knew what they wanted. I certainly have that now. Master does like me to tell him what I want, but if I can’t or won’t he is perfectly able to take control (as you would expect).
I like to exhibit my sexuality to others
I love to show off, it is who I am. An extrovert by personality, while I don’t always appear so to strangers, once comfortable in their presence, I like to perform. Master uses this to his advantage and gets me to show myself in public for his pleasure. Many of my photos involve me undoing my top or showing off my bum or cunt to him. Often there is no one to see, but sometimes there is, though they tend not to notice. I love to stand in front of the window naked, but again people don’t often look up. I also love to be naked under my clothes, for easy access and exhibitionism.
The clothes I wear demonstrate my sexual style
My preference is tops and dresses that show some cleavage. This is a little more difficult since my mastectomy, but I have discovered that showing some lacy bra is fine too. I prefer to wear my skirt shorter, I’m not all that keen on midi length. My legs are still reasonable, though a bit fatter at the top than they were, or I’d like. But, I’m not averse to wearing shorts in summer or a shortish skirt. This winter I tend to have hidden myself under leggings and jumpers, and am looking forward to spring and fewer clothes. Heels are not my thing. I am tall (taller than Master) and I really do like comfort over style. But if I own lots of shoes and boots (something I only realised when I packed my stuff to move last summer).
My writing helps me express myself
This blog and twitter have allowed me to express myself in a way I didn’t expect. I enjoy writing about my experiences and constructing fiction. My journey into this M/s relationship and kink has been liberating. While I still struggle to articulate my thoughts about it into spoken work, I can express myself through my blog. The sexual being I am comes though loud and clear. And that can’t be a bad thing.
We were out in the middle of the woods on our way up to a church, historic site or some such in Slovenia. I was caught short and needed the loo. Sadly there were no suitable conveniences around so I was forced to squat where I was. Little did I know, not only was someone watching, but he caught me on camera.
We are back from our break in France. While there we enjoyed long sexy mornings in bed and relaxed on our apartment balcony. We took advantage of the warm evenings and ate dinner dinner al fresco often in view of the sea, then we strolled to our favourite bar. There were also afternoon delights……
Two weeks ago, while the weather was sultry we took advantage of the situation and environment and frolicked in the garden. In 27 years I had never walked completely naked outside, never had sex in my own garden. That night I did both. This is one of the photos he took that night.
Ok so exhibitionist doesn’t begin with X but it has an X in it so that’s fine isn’t it?
Julie the exhibitionist
There is no getting away from it, I love to strip off or to flash my body to Master if the opportunity arises. In the photo below we were on our way out for dinner last week while in Spain. He went back up to the apartment for his phone and while waiting for him to reappear I exposed myself. He was only too happy to take a couple of photos.