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What a Shame (embarrassing stories)


 

My sexual secret was exposed. For several years I was secretly experimenting. I had discovered by accident that after struggling to climb poles and skinny trees I would get the most pleasurable feeling(Orgasm) I ever had and wanted to feel it more and more. Sometimes spending the whole afternoon climbing and clinging to poles near my house. I had just taken my private sessions to a new level by doing the climbing totally naked. This added a new element that developed to be a exhibitionist fetish that I could not stop thinking about. Spontaneous arousal anytime and anywhere I was quick to seek out poles. Even when on family vacations I snuck away to it. Sometimes I would feel guilt and shame. One warm afternoon after school I added embarrassment to the list when I performed the whole act from start to end in an open field behind the baseball backstop only to hear my best friend shout my name from behind some shrubs no more than 12 feet from the pole I clung to with my erect penis protruding past the pole with thighs squeezing together in a rhythmic way. I was so embarrassed I could not even speak. I rode away on my bike in disbelief. When monday came I was asked about it by some students. OMG I was that guy, that liked to climb trees naked, and poles.

 

climbing naked and for me it’s the best


Thanks for your story, I know that feeling. Isn’t it wonderful. I have been an avid pole climber since I was 7 or 8 and have a host of story’s about my exploits. Unlike you I am female but I to found out about climbing naked and for me it’s the best. Where I live there are few opportunities to do this without the fear of being caught and now I’m 43 there are not to many excuses you can give for being ten to twenty feet up a pole wearing nothing but a smile. I have also found that climbing requires time. These days I can climb for anything up to twenty minutes raising that wonderful feeling inside vagina a notch at a time reaching further and further for those fluttering sensations and then focusing on the muscular pulses they bring. Once I have that incredible feeling in my loins I can raise it further by tensioning the muscles in my legs which by now are jackknifed either side of the pole, using a distinct humping motion the feelings start to pulse in my lower body gradually coming closer and closer together. Finally close to total exhaustion the feelings come so close together it becomes continuous which finally pushes me over the top resulting in a fully body orgasm which just goes on and on for as long as I can hold my position on the pole. There are only a few places I can climb with confidence that I will not be caught, my favourite being sapling tree in the woods near my home. Its perfect climbing semi or fully naked protected by other trees from a seldom used country path and away from the public.

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Can I be fired for that?


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When I climbed on to the model stand naked for the first time I had to concentrate on not getting aroused, I was successful but it was not easy . I focused on providing assortments of gesture poses and longer poses that showed emotion and were interesting to draw. My confidence in my abilities was high. My ability to ward off spontaneous erections the moment I felt the stirring inside. That all changed while posing for anatomy class, of all times. While standing on a box and students enthusiastically huddled around me as the professor identified the external structures of the male reproductive organs using a pointer. This was far different than what I was used to in drawing classes. I felt cool morning draft from the open window when I felt a tingle, my scrotum tightening , no , not now. I was developing a erection and I could do nothing to stop it. Within seconds, my penis was lurching furiously to the beat of my heart which I could actually hear. I closed my eyes, blushing, I thought, I am fired I know it. To my surprise I heard the professor say oh, wonderful, here we can see the significant changes during arousal. Note the tightening of the scrotum as the penis prepares for ejaculation . With all students eyes on me, as they studied every detail I was at a level of arousal that I had never been before. The sensations of intense pleasure rippled through me. It felt like my whole body was in a state of arousal not just my genitals. I wondered what I looked like standing there  enjoying the situation but I put that out of my mind. I felt the humiliation but it seemed to be part of why I liked this so much. I did not want this to end.  I thought to myself, I can deal with this, I continued the pose even when I felt flow of pre-cum flooding my urethra. When time was up I opened my eyes and looked down to my erection and the cluster of students surrounding me.  I was looking for a path to the dressing room but there was none.  I had to say excuse me to get the group to step aside. My erection bouncing as I walked naked to the dressing room door and went in.  I began pleasuring myself trying not to make a sound.  I could hear mention of the model  from the classroom I loved it  Hot semen squirt into my towel.                                                                             

Are you naked , Yet?


Being the only one naked in a classroom or  art studio can be stimulating in more than one way.  During the early morning classes after I have taken the first longer pose is when I am visited by the model coordinator.  Most always a TA would fill this job.  A light knock at the door, then she peeks her head in, looks at me,  then with a gracious smile quietly  walks up to me and whispers in my ear about having some cancellations.  Could I fill in?  I always say yes.  Then with a smile and a “thanks”  she turns to the artists, who are in a tight circle, apologizes for the disturbance.   9 out of 10 times I am experiencing spontaneous

intense erections that come and go.  Mostly in a full arousal state during this time.  She is not effected by this at all and begins to browse and mingle.  I blush a little when my erection stiffens and intensifies as she chats with friend about her drawing. This scenario has me in a buzz.  Precum floods my urethra, my heart rate increases.  I just close my eyes and hold the pose.    After she is gone I get some smiles and grins from some artists.

        Somehow I have found a path from only in my dreams to real life.  Searching for outlet,  a safe place where I am encouraged to express myself.  In the structured classroom full of artists  staring at my naked body,  studying every detail.  The bright lights placed for the best view.  I thrive off the creative passion that fills the  studio.  Like a match made in heaven,    taking off my clothes for them works for me.

Witness to deviance


  Skinny smooth trees and metal poles.   The end of the school year, the start of summer recess,  a restless excitement had infected everyone like a virus.   The summer-like, warm, dry,  with a slight breeze , a perfect day. Without a dress code shorts and flip-flops topped off with light short sleeve button up beach style shirt was standard with guys and girls. This all added up to  spontaneous, persistent erection syndrome,   going commando of course,  crippling.  Nervous from plans to go hiking in a remote canyon near home and take all my clothes off  after school I had  butterflies in my stomach.  My penis was hard most of the day,  at some inconvenient times.     Ever since discovering  the pleasures of climbing poles and skinny trees  naked.  I had  sought  out secluded spots where I could do it, this being one of them.   I was to visit a new place today, with many skinny smooth barked eucalyptus trees. The bike ride from school  as usual was with others in the neighborhood.  I took the same route home  then suddenly I took a detour. I said later to  my friends, then headed towards the secluded canyon just a few minutes away. I reached the end of the trail and ditched my bike. I was already aroused at the thought of getting naked outside. A little further on foot and there the trees were up on the hill. I wasted no time undressing near a boulder.  Pre cum flooded my urethra. The sheer pleasure of being naked outside was intoxicating.  My penis was rigid as can be swaying about in front of me jiggle with stiffness with each step I took.  Some shrubs blocked anyone that might  view from a trail on the opposite side of the creek, but once near the trees, pretty much in the wide open. I knew there was a chance of a hiker, I ignored the risk. I feel tinkly all over and my erection throbbed vigorously as I grip the tree and ease myself up into position to climb. I pull myself up slowly clamping my thighs together, squeezing my erection slightly and upwards, then  releasing with precise timing continuing for several minutes then increasing in intensity as the feeling begins to build. Prolonging and delaying to make it last longer, sometimes taking shorts risky walks down trails and back.  This went on for some time.   Ejaculating 12 feet at least,  it went on for as long as I clung to the tree.      It was when I was finished when I heard someone call out my name from a few yards. I recognized the voice.   My friend emerged from the shrubs where he hid, secretly peaked at me,  His prank to sneak up on me got him an unexpected naked sex show.     He must have followed me curious to find where I might be going alone.   He asked me what I was doing over and over, but I was so embarrassed I could not answer. The lewd and deviant nature of what he just saw me do . Ejaculating 12 feet at least while clinging to the tree.   He stood there watching me fumbling with my clothes while my penis was still hard. I dreaded returning to school the next day.

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