The Exhibitionist (Filipino)

Simula

WHEN I was just a kid, it's quite determined that I have a quirk.

I'm telling you, it's no ordinary quirk, like I can twitch my eyes hard and twist them like how the epileptic people's eyes do when they are having attacks. It isn't also like I can do juggle, or get into circus with my quirkiness. No.

I strip.

Not for guys, you know. Not because I have that as a job. I'm not a club stripper or anything—it's actually my quirk, stripping off, that is. It gives me pleasure in doing so, keeping me satisfied, especially when I itch to do so.

Now, it's Saturday, and I happen to be free of assignments, and instead of lying on my couch and tease my 'suffering-from-identity-crisis' maid namely, Fe, naisipan kong maglakad-lakad na lang sa park para naman may magawa ako buong araw.

I'm really not into exercises like jogging and other sort of activities related to that. I only know one activity that can cover up the sweat I'm going to release for jogging, running, etc.

None other than showing off.

A healthy public show off, which is the only way to satisfy myself because of my quirkiness.

I sat on one of the benches at the park. Of course, pinili ko iyong may mga taong nakatambay. Dapat mga lalaki, especially when they are all having fun one moment, and the time I get in the view, all I will be seeing are their frozen faces.

I kind of like that every single time. Them, cutting the ties of fun time on their lives in the short moment I came to view, and the only fun time they would want is to be with me. Hungry faces, frozen to mine. It's satisfying me to the core, it's all I would want in life, and I'm all ready to go.

I'm wearing a tank top, without a bra, and a mini skirt. When I plainly sat on one of the benches, on my peripheral view I'm spotting the guys, counting silently until their heads turn to check me out.

1. . .

2. . .

My heart rate increased, anticipating the moment. I can feel my inner thighs tightened, waiting for the great climax I've fantasized for like a million times already.

3. . .

One of the boys looked at me and grinned. I pretended that I didn't see him though, but I bit my lip trying to suppress my bursting emotions. My heart is slamming against my chest, as my toe raised up inside my boots. The satisfaction is overflowing inside me, and I haven't even shown them my panties yet.

Okay. I controlled my breathing.

Nakita kong kinalabit nong lalaki ang iba pa niyang mga kaibigan. Then, they all looked at me. All are grinning from ear to ear, as if they didn't know na makabibingwit sila ng sirena sa pond. Like it was all unexpected and magical at the same moment.

I'm loving it-they didn't know na ako ang swerte, at hindi sila.

It made my vag wet and ready for a great satisfaction.

Right.

That's right, Mill.

That's the pleasure you want to experience, right? Go on now, pakawalan mo na ang p********e mo.

Inispread out ko ng bahagya ang kaninang nakadequatro kong mga hita upang makita nila kung anong nasa loob ng aking palda.

One of them licked their lower lips.

And I am so thrilled.

They're loving what they see.

They are loving me.

I touched one of my half-hardened n*****s innocently. They were prominently showing dahil sa thin fabric ng suot kong tank top. I caressed it with my middle finger, waiting for it to be fully hardened. But I didn't look exactly at their eyes-they would look like hungry lions and will attack me, all at once, kapag nakipag-eye contact ako. I know boys-I know them so well, that I can control them myself.

I'm so loving it.

They are looking at me with hungry faces.

That's it.

That's right, boys. Drool for me.

Suddenly, nagpakawala ng malakas na ulan ang Panginoon.

I couldn't be more thankful, suddenly I considered entering a religion just to give him my gratitude for this moment—because then, I will be wet, at magiging see-through ang suot ko.

Napasmirk ako sa langit. Thanking Him.

One of the boys walked my direction.

I can smell it.

He'll be asking me to have s*x.

I couldn't wait for it.

I couldn't wait to crush his little world.

Of course, I won't have s*x with a random boy at the park. I will satisfy myself with the hungry look on his face, but I will not let him touch me.

I waited for him to reach me. I looked at his face when I turned my head to see him approaching. I could see the other boys at the background, silently coaching for their friend. I couldn't be any more satisfied at that moment.

Just when the guy locked gazes with me and I immediately saw his predator eyes, someone threw a jacket at me.

I whipped my head towards the presumptuous asshole. His eyes blazing with fire despite the cold the rain brought.

A guy from across the street who jogged towards my location. He was carrying an umbrella, and I can see his ruffled blue shirt. Ruffled from when he shrugged off his jacket, I see. He was scowling at me and I didn't even knew who he was.

What the hell?

"What the f**k, bro?" my victim snapped when the jacket guy got in to me first, appearing like a mushroom. He glowered at my prey. A certain rage written in his face, "Back off at once, you wouldn't even want to end up behind bars, skunk."

My prey ignited his jaws. He looked at me with desire on his face; quite determined, but he backed off, hurrying back to his friends. I pursed my lips together. I'm not happy with what happened. I didn't even know this guy beside me.

Sa inis ko sa ginawa niya ay agad kong hinagis kung saan ang jacket niya, huwag lang iyong dumikit sa balat ko, na lalo niyang ikinagalit.

Nasalo agad niya ang jacket niya, tapos ay ipinagdiinan iyon sa katawan ko. I felt his hand on one of my breast when he thrusted the fabric on me. My mouth hang as I inhaled sharply on the contact, but the blank expression on his face made me shut my mouth. There was nothing in his face, like feeling my breast against the jacket didn't even give him an arousing feeling.

"Are you f*****g out of your mind?! Gusto mo bang ma-gang rape?!" sigaw niya sa akin. Doon lang nagka-emosyon muli ang mukha niya. Dahil sa galit. I don't even know s**t about him, and why he's angry at me!

Ni hindi ko nga rin alam kung saan siya nagmula.

Napag-igting ko ang aking mga bagang. I'm totally pissed at him.

Sino ba siya sa inaakala niya, para bulyawan ako?