My penis was fully erect and the pants were caught on it. "My, my what do we have here. My little boy's got a stiffy. And it's a nice one too. I wonde... how that happened. Now let's get these pants off," and she reached into my pants untangled my penis and pulled my pants completely off. "My dear boy," she said, "Have you been playing with your little Johnny? He's all grown up." And with that she placed a hand around my "Johnny" and stroked gently. "You like this. Have you done it to yourself. . I mean, I’m sure she’s shopping, and, well. I can hang out for a little bit longer. With you. If-if you want to.”“Cool! Let’s walk for a bit, then.” Brian proposed, offering his hand, and Stephanie giddily took it, relieved. I have him to myself. For a bit longer, at least.Holding hands, they carefully traversed their own convoluted route across the packed main lobby. Convention staff bottlenecked traffic into the vendor’s room, talent show auditions stage, viewing theaters, and gaming. While I don't wish to drift too far from the focus of this narrative - the erotic dynamics of exhibitionism and nudity in my everyday home life and the influence of same by and on my mother and my girlfriend, I would like to share at least one peripheral memory with you. I do so because it underscores the fact that the impulses that manifested themselves in my main story were already affecting me at an early age.I've always been thrilled by simply being nude, but I guess there has always been. I took off her bra. With both my hands i massaged her breast she was enjoying it by that time i sucked her upper lips and then lower lips. When i hold her upper lip she took my lower lip and our tongue was fighting for satisfaction. I pressed her buttocks to me strongly. Her hand was on my back pinching and pressing. Then she pushed me to her bed. She laughed and untied my pants. When she took it off completely, i pulled her to bed and did the same to her i took her jeans off. When i rubbed.