Indian Exhibitionism Stories

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Newly Single

by thehuntsman-king on Jan 5, 2016
BDSM

Leigh grew up in a very conservative household, and thus entered her first relationship with no real understanding of sex, and an intention to hold off until marriage. She and her boyfriend Chris dated for a long time, though, and over the years they went further and further, finally having sex the summer after their senior year of high school. They dated fo...

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The Backpack

by ~Etoile~ on Jul 31, 2011
Fetish

Moving to a new place is always rough, but it can be rewarding as well. The Nuwisha Design College in Seaside City is a smallish school, but is known for its art and design classes. A lot of literature and word-of-mouth shows that graduates from this school often get very lucrative and popular jobs. Lucky for you, you were able to get in with some of your gr...

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12 Hours to Please

by Spoox on Jun 17, 2020
Fetish

Hi I'm Dan, and this is the story of how I met my hot wife, Ria. It was quite a journey. It had been a difficult start to the relationship for both of us. I was a white Brit in his mid-twenties who grew up in the city and had plenty of sexual adventures. Whereas she was an eighteen-year-old South Asian student from India who was sexually naive. In fact I soo...

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Indian Sex Club Ch. 12

by asiansexfight on Jan 20, 2020
BDSM

This can be read and enjoyed as a stand-alone story, but deeper character depth and the effects of the plots, rivalries, twists and turns of the Subcontinent Railway Sex Club will be found by reading the Indian Sex Club Story series. Ruth lay on the bed. Tears ran down her face. It was 2 hours since Mai had defeated and fucked her (see Chp. 11) and left th...

Historic Humiliations

by Absentedmindedspirit on Oct 7, 2016
Fetish

You are a time traveling spirit set out to undo the prententions of power-hungry shrews, who, despite their good looks, are nasty to the bone and long deserving of comeuppance.What's next? 10th Century Arabia, or the 1,001st Tale Atlanta, 1864: A Bellum Belle Roman Empire, 2nd Century Merry Old England The Land of Midas, Ancient Greece! What's next? 10t...

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Maid to Order!

by g777 on Sep 13, 2017
First Time

I'm taking the initiative to write this story after 13 long years of the actual happening. Some memories can be so powerfully erotic...! I'm an Indian, aged 32 and married. My first initiation into oral sex and its joys started when i was 19 years old. Its common place in Indian society to hire resident house helps. As was the case, a girl of 18 came to liv...

Confessions of An Exhibitionist Ch. 01

by jattboy on Aug 31, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Hi, This is Sumit , and I live in Delhi, India. I am 39 years old and this series tells the tale of my journey into exhibitionism and CFNM. I am married and my wife Latika is 36 years old. She is a looker, if you know what I mean, 34-26-36. Both of us are health nuts and keep well in shape with regular exercise and yoga routines. I work as an independent c...

Boned when Stoned

by hornyslutbianca on May 7, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Hi all, I am Priyanka a very naughty Indian wife. This is my first story here. I am narrating an incident that happened to me which is not how I wanted to shed my virginity. This incident is what made me see the horny slut inside of me. A background about me - I am 30 & vo...

An Introduction To Female Anatomy

by Musicmakre on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Let me admit up front that exhibitionism, especially in risky public situations, is a huge turn-on for me. When I met Deb in college, I yearned to show everyone this beautiful young woman who had become so much a part of my life. To let them see, if not touch this gorgeous woman who was all mine. But my Deb was shy and conservative and her steps toward exhib...

On the Road Ch. 01

by urbanslut on Sep 26, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Dave took his foot off the pedal and stepped on the brakes lightly, bringing the car to a a halt. We were now right in front of a small "paan" shack on the Bombay-Agra highway somewhere in Northern Maharashtra. It was 3 in the afternoon, and the sun was shining bright. Dave put the car in neutral and looked at me. "You know what I want." he said. I nodded...