This is a true story. Constructive feedback is appreciated.

It's done. I stared at my computer screen, my stomach aflutter with nervous energy. The screen showed a woman from the breasts up, her face covered with a black circle, with one arm above her head, and the other reaching out of frame towards her pussy, where she held a vibrator to her clit. Me.

I had never shared a nude photo with anyone but my husband before. I expect that my nervousness was likely to be fairly common among first time posters, but that knowledge did little to comfort me.

I've never been into exhibitionism. I've been nude in front of others before; I use locker rooms, and we went to a clothing optional sauna while abroad once. But those were kind of a casual nudity. Not like this at all. This was sexy. This was erotic. And I… don't really think of myself as sexy. I know my husband does. He is the reason I posted.

My husband loves the idea of other people seeing and appreciating “what an amazingly sexy woman” I am. He gets excited just thinking about other men wishing that they could have me, but having to content themselves with masturbating to depictions of my naked form. He hasn't said as much to me, but I suspect that few things would please him more than seeing those pictures that some men post of themselves cumming to a woman's photo, but with his own wife's pic being the inspiration behind the anonymous orgasm.

As I began seeing some of the comments coming through, I began to feel the thrill of excitement that others were appreciating my breasts. I had always kind of worried that my husband was attracted to me primarily due to his own odd tastes. Now other men were expressing appreciation, and it made me feel just a lttle bit sexy.

I started getting some DMs. A few were a bit off-putting. There really isn't anything sexy about hearing “Hey sexy, I want to fuck those titties”. As it happens, the word “titties” sounds unnecessarily crude to me, and is a huge turn off.

But others were much more kind and appropriate, giving off far less creepy vibes. I only picked a couple to respond to. I wasn't really here to build relationships, so much as to give my husband a bit of extra excitement. One couple in particular made me feel far more appreciated, and like I could maybe do something like this again.

Unfortunately for my admirers, and for my husband, the comments and DMs also amped up my worries. What if someone I knew were to see this? What if my friends and acquaintances saw and judged me a slut? I didn't think that I could take that kind of rejection.

I took the picture down. I deleted the post, and decided not to respond to any more DMs after all. It was only up for maybe 20 minutes. I felt slightly guilty for being a tease, but I decided that I could live with that better than with the anxiety. Maybe someday I'll have the confidence to post something like that again. We’ll have to wait and see.