I learned I enjoyed exhibitionism senior year of college. That lesson didn’t take place in a seminar, but a basement.

I was at a crowded house party, strangers mostly. No one stood out in particular, but after a few drinks and laps around, I noticed Nick. Sitting on a couch, I noticed his height first – taller than the rest – followed by his curly hair and big smile. Feeling brave and curious, as I walked through the crowd, I fell into his lap and smiled at him. I told him that even though I was pushed into him by strangers, this didn’t seem like too bad of a seat.

Nick had graduated the year before, spent the year biking and backpacking across the country, and this was his friend’s house. He put his arm around me, and we talked banalities – perfect time to start touching his arms, leg, and what was poking through his jeans. I bit my lip and began shimmying into his lap to get more of a rise. I could feel his cock hardening, so I suggested he come with me. I took his hand and led him to the basement for a little more privacy. But really, I wanted to kiss him and suck his cock dry. It was only September, and I was still super horny from the summer.

As soon as we got to what was essentially a washing machine and dryer in an empty room, I began kissing him, standing on my tiptoes. He hoisted me up on the washing machine and began groping my tits, unhooking my bra, and taking off my top to suck on my nipples. I tried to put my top back on, but he insisted on kissing my tits, pinching my nipples until they were hard. I massaged his bulge, which had become even harder than upstairs. I jumped off the washer, got down on my knees, and unzipped his pants. I was very much surprised by Nick’s length, my longest cock up until this point. With my tits still out, I began kissing the head of his cock as he stood with his back to the washer. I French kissed the head, slowly licking from his balls to his tip. I was new to giving blow jobs, not my first, but not my tenth. So I began sucking on the head, getting further down by twisting my head and hands. I heard footsteps and tried to jerk my head away, but Nick put his hand on the back of my head, making me gag and cough. I continued sucking his dick, forgetting about the footsteps.

I closed my eyes, trying to get his dick down as deep as I could. I was always up for a challenge, so I definitely could deepthroat with no problem, or I told myself. I grabbed his shaft, opened my mouth and diaphragm, swallowing his cock as far as I could down my throat. Coughing and gagging, I drooled all over his dick. I looked up at him and asked if it’s all right that I got his cock all wet. He slapped my face with his cock, and I was pleasantly surprised. “I didn’t tell you to stop,” he said. So, I grabbed his cock and continued choking down his cock. I tried not using any hands, just swallowing as much as possible, when I heard some heavy breathing. Out of my right eye, I saw another not as well-endowed boy, yanking on his cock. At that point, I had a decision to make – keep sucking Nick’s cock as if no one was there or stop and run off. Or I could show off how far I could take Nick’s cock down and how much I was enjoying blowing a stranger in a college basement with an audience.

I thought, fuck it, this was fun, so I’d put on a show. I rubbed my tits, while taking Nick’s dick into my mouth. I licked the head of his cock, my tongue all around, flicking the end. I could hear him moan. I looked to my left, and there were now two more boys, one slowly rubbing his cock with his pants down, and the other touching my hair, as his cock was out above his pants. I kept bobbing up and down Nick’s cock, twisting my hands, and taking breaks to lick his balls, inserting and tonguing each ball in my mouth, eventually inserting both. As I was licking his balls, I could feel something wet on my shoulder. One of the boys had cum all over me. I didn’t want to stop, so I started moaning, twisting my hands on Nick’s cock. I could feel his legs beginning to shake, as he leaned back on the washer. I felt another boy cum on my back and another on my chest. I liked being wet with cum. With both hands on Nick’s cock, I twisted, and felt him cum on my tongue and in the back of my throat. I wanted to impress this older boy. I didn’t swallow, but showed Nick my cum-filled tongue. I liked the taste of cum, so I swallowed. I had cum on myself, so with my finger, I scooped up the cum and ate what was on me. I made eye contact with Nick the entire time. Nick took the little bit of cum left on his dick on his finger and stuck it in my mouth. I sucked on his finger, eating what was left. I put my bra and top back on in front of Nick, giving him a quick peck on his cheek. “I had fun,” I said, smiling. I walked home after with the remnants of strangers’ cum still on my body.

That night, I learned I liked being watched.