Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, it’s a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope, and that enables you to laugh at life’s realities
Dr Seuss
Hello, my name is Bee and I’m an exhibitionist!
I’ve often mentioned that the reason I started this blog is because I enjoyed taking images exposing myself in the great outdoors and wanted to take part in the Scavenger Hunt. That automatically makes me exhibitionist, right? Well no, it’s far more complicated than that.
I love the thrill of having images taken in places where I may be caught but the reality is I don’t actually want to be caught. The chances are that whoever catches me won’t want to see a naked person on their afternoon walk. It isn’t fair to force that on someone without their explicit consent.
That doesn’t mean we haven’t been caught and luckily it’s been laughed off and no harm done.
So if that make’s me a thrill seeker rather than an exhibitionist, why do I consider myself one?
Because I like to publish them so others get to enjoy them. I don’t just randomly plaster them everywhere, just on my blog or on twitter so people can chose to view them. Again, it’s about consent.
I love the feedback I get, I love the feeling of validation and being wanted. The older I get the more I dislike my body and feel unattractive and that feedback makes me feel that maybe someone does find me attractive still.
But how about being watched as I fuck? The answer to that would be sort of. It would have to be the right person or people and only for a short time before I want you to stop watching and join in! In fact I’m more of a voyeur in that situation, I love sitting back and just watching.
For me, it’s all about having fun. Life is too short to take it too seriously, I just want to get out there and have fun and if that fun is me getting my tits or arse out in inappropriate places then that’s just what I’ll do!
I feel I need to add a bit of a disclaimer on this image. I know I said I want people to find me sexy and here I am leaving my shoes on. In my defence, cows use this area and if I had to run away and hide from dog walkers I didn’t want to have a nasty surprise. So there you have it, an exhibitionist fail for you all to have a good laugh at!