A few years ago I discovered something about myself. I was a total exhibitionist of both the body and the mind. It started with a few sexy photos on an adult meeting site. It then moved on to cam shows. I'd sit there watching the room count grow; 200, 400, even to 1000. With each additional number my arousal increased exponentially. I enjoyed accommodating the requests of the viewers (within reason). And after the cam show had finished I lavished in the complimentary mail from men thanking me for my show. It gave me great pleasure to know they had been getting themselves off while watching me perform.
Then there was an incident; a meeting with someone who quite honestly I never expected to see a second time. I felt the need to record the events of that encounter so that no detail would ever be forgotten. I wrote my first piece of erotic "fiction"...except for the fact that it was an entirely true tale. He became my muse, constantly invading nearly every fantasy to ever transpire in my head. Writing that first story started something for me and I began writing the erotic fiction. Even more satisfying than the comments from my pics and my cam shows were the comments and emails that I received on my writing.
Today much had changed. It was no longer an experiment. Exhibitionism was something that I loved. I started dancing (stripping) and that experience fueled new inspiration for my stories. It was good timing too because the two and a half year tryst with "my muse" had finally come to an end.
I was somewhat discreet about my new career however, sharing that information with select individuals in "real life" although on the site I announced it proudly. I had only been at it for about two months when a male friend of mine (fully aware of my exhibitionist tendencies) approached me with a tantalizing proposition. In fact, the mere suggestion sent me home to spend some quality time with my favorite dildo.
He was planning some entertainment for a friend's bachelor party. But what he had in mind was perhaps more a treat for me than any of the men that would be in attendance.