Flashing to Entice

In a world of daring, where thrills ignite,
I find excitement in risk, day or night.
In short dresses, I dance with a thrill,
No panties, no bra, a desire to fulfill.

Flashing men with a mischievous grin,
And sometimes friends, a game to begin.
Crossing my legs, a glimpse they may see,
Of my pink, bald heaven, curiosity freed.

No bra, tight tops, my nipples stand bold,
Catching all eyes, a dream to behold.
Both men and women, they can't help but stare,
At my glorious breasts, a sight so rare.

Bending over, my bared backside on display,
Letting the wind lift my skirt astray.
No haste to hide, no need to suppress,
For in these moments, I feel truly blessed.

With friends I know, the excitement extends,
Breasts slipping free, a tease that transcends.
Flashing 'by mistake', in restaurants so grand,
Positioned just right, revealing what's planned.

I must confess, a few friends I've enticed,
In my turned-on state, passions so precise.
For when I flash them, the fire does ignite,
And together we explore pleasures in the night.