I felt her hips move slightly, pushing her ass up against my cock. I decided I had little to lose, and I leaned in and kissed her neck and shoulders.... Lauren sighed. I put my hands on her shoulders and slid off her gown. It fell to the floor in a silken whisper. I tilted Lauren’s head back and we kissed. I pulled her closer and slid my cock into the crack of her ass. I could have cum right then. I slid one hand off her shoulder, down across her tight young abs and into the front of her. There was no reason for them to be in my room, in the dark, at this time of night.Did someone break in? If it was a thief, the safest thing was to probably fake being asleep until he at least left the room. But what if he was something else? An escaped convict, a psychopathic murderer...That is the problem with being in the dark – when the mind doesn't have enough information to work with, it fills in the blanks. The human imagination can be infinitely more frightening than reality.I made a. If I sense they want to see more, I indulge them and straighten and raise my off my legs off the bed and let gravity spread them apart like a good stripper. Then I use my fingers to unhood my rather prominent clit, which men often comment on, and pinch and pull my labia apart. This is a nastier side of me that I think surprises men but that I also think they either secretly or openly desire. But the best part for me as an exhibitionist is what follows.Depending on how I think my audience wants. The look in his eyes told me he wasn’t bluffing. He smiled when I stopped moving, and finally let go of my neck. I coughed, trying to get the air back in my lungs. With one hard motion, he ripped the shirt off of me. I shuddered from the force. He pulled my pants down enough to expose every last inch of me. I saw him quickly unzip his own pants and pull them down. He grabbed his already hard 7” dick with a groan and he started to stroke it as he ran his other hand down my chest to my hips..