My Name speaks for itself!

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I am NOT looking for another boy friend. I'm taken!

Also if you have no personal buddy icon and no photos available, i will block you. Please contact me only if you personally know me! Thank you for understanding.

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I'm discovering new ways of expressing my self and my sensuality.When a friend took me to a nude beach, it took me a while before I dared to take my bikini off. Now I love being nude so much, that I wear dresses and skirts without panties, whenever I can, even to the office.

I love to dance the Tango, especially in ' close embrace' and it always excites me when I feel that a man discovers no bra under his hand. The adventurous ones then 'accidently' let their hand slide down to my bottom for a few seconds, discovering no signs of a panty also. I wear holdup-stockings to make sure that no panty line can be seen or felt. I have learned that some couples tell each other these things and now some of the women of these guys are conspiring with me, doing the same thing, and sharing our stories about the excitements and funny situations we get our selves into at times.

I am now discovering that the thrill is taking me over sometimes where it feels like my body is overpowering my mind in some situations. When that happened for the first time in such uncontrollable way, I found myself writing a comment a few days later, on one of my favorite photographers pictures, that turned into a confession. It helps to find more women on Flickr, that share this desire to be exposed.

My boy friend is naturally jealous and at the same time he is often curious about my stories, how I feel that a dancing partner's dick is 'jumping' to attention when he discovers for sure that I have no underwear under my dress or skirt. Since the experience that I wrote about in my confession, he is more strict about what he likes me to wear when I go out. I understand it and I feel uncomfortable about it. I don't yet know how to find the best consensus between his jealousy and my almost uncontrollable lust to be exposed in public.

I'm not very good with a camera, and my boyfriend is not good at it too. I do already know a photographer / artist who's work I truly enjoy and would really love to be a nude model for him (so I'm not really interested in other offers right now)!

The weekly excitement at the milonga's has also interested me slowly and surely in wearing lingerie, including garterbelts with stockings to my work. It then looks like I am correctly wearing underwear, while I hardly ever where panties. The alertness of sitting in the right way at the right moment, is exciting by itself. I really enjoy the dangerous touch to it, especially when I join lunch with colleagues.

I can't wait to show off myself in pictures some day, hopefully photographed by my favorite nude photographer.

Looking forward to (and dreading) all the extra excitement!