Hi everybody. This is s4mkarthika again with another experience of mine. I would also like to inform you that I have changed my id to “karthikas4m” and the email as well (at the bottom). This is the continuation of the story – “My Life Experience Part 1”.<\/p>\n
I hope that you have read the first part of my life experience and enjoyed it.<\/p>\n
In that first part, I have talked about all the embarrassing experiences I had with my husband and how he had pleasure in exposing me in public. Yes, my husband had turned me into an Indian exhibitionist.<\/p>\n
I had a good response from the readers with my life experience and their suggestions helped me a lot. I hope that you will respond well with this experience as well.<\/p>\n
Now let’s talk about my life now. Now I am divorced and is living with my mother. My family supported me throughout the divorce. As I had completed my PG in English, my uncle got me a job as a probationary teacher in a well-known private college. The job will be permanent in a year. Now I live my life free. I earn for a living and is happy.<\/p>\n
But the problem is that being exposed to a kinky sexual life with my ex-husband has brought some changes in me. At times I feel some sexual urges in me. So I decided to masturbate once in a while. At first, it satisfied me and I was able to control my sexual urges with it. But later it didn’t.<\/p>\n
That is when I knew that all those exhibition stunts have woken a sleeping exhibitionist in me. Sometimes I get this heart pounding experience and I have a sudden urge to expose my body.<\/p>\n
When I do expose my body to public, I feel relaxed, happy and excited. But I have to be careful not to spoil my image in the public. Nobody should know that I am into exhibitionism. So I would dress provocative and expose my body as if it was by accident.<\/p> \n\n
At nights past midnight, I would go to the balcony some days and strip naked and stay there for some time. If anybody is about to notice me, I would run back into the house. This one time I was almost caught by the neighborhood watchman.<\/p>\n
At midnight, I went to the balcony turned the lights off and removed my red nighty. Then I removed my bra and my panties. It was very cold outside and I was really turned on. Some vehicles passed by. But there was no one walking.<\/p>\n
Then I saw the light from the torch of the watchman. I knew it was him. I had already done this a couple times before. But that time I don\u2019t know, it may be because of the cold, I had a sudden urge to masturbate.<\/p>\n
Without giving much thought to it, I started touching myself. I started to finger myself and leaned against the wall. Soon I was deeply immersed in the erotic pleasure my fingers were inducing inside my body. I forgot about the switch board there. When my shoulder touched the switch accidentally, it turned the lights on!<\/p>\n
Oh God! I was there standing naked with finger in my pussy and boobs grabbed hard. I quickly realized what just happened and turned the lights off just before he could turn to my side. Then I quickly ran inside. The fear of getting caught and the heart-pounding experience turned me on.<\/p>\n
As my profession had some dignity, I could not expose much at work. But lately, I have been wearing tight leggings and top. I would walk around showing my thighs and would sit next to some students and cross my legs so that they will get a clear view of my legs. It was fun to watch them that time.<\/p>\n
Sometimes, wearing the top with the top buttons open also works for me. I would lean forward sometimes showing my cleavage. I also wore saree exposing my navel. The boys looking at me turns me on a little bit. Their looks would fuel my lust and sexual passion. But like an innocent teacher, I would act normal and take the class as usual.<\/p>\n
The boys think that it is by accident or that I was not aware of it. But I liked it very much. I knew that it was unprofessional and unethical. I knew it is awkward but I cannot help it. The truth is that I have become a total exhibitionist.<\/p>\n
And while going out and shopping also, I do the usual exposing. I use to wear tight dresses, exposing my cleavage. Also, while in the bus, I would give a slight glimpse of my cleavage, thighs or navel. The thought of being watched arouses me very much and it turns me on. This has become a thing for me.<\/p>\n
I have not done anything that has degraded my image. I am very careful about this and I would not let the exhibition go that far which could ruin my reputation. Well, I don\u2019t know whether there is something thing wrong with me or not. I like to expose myself and I gain immense pleasure in being an exhibitionist.<\/p>\n
I have done all kinds of public exposures. But I am still not satisfied. I wrote this experience here so that I could get some new ideas to expose myself for my pleasure.<\/p>\n
So I kindly request the readers to help me and suggest some new tricks that I can use and implement to expose myself without damaging my good image at home, work or in public. I hope that you will help me attain what I wish.<\/p>\n
If you have some suggestions for me, please inbox me at <\/p>\n
This is not an open invite to have sexual conversations with me. Please share your ideas which may be useful to me in doing my exhibition safely.<\/p>\n
I humbly thank you for your support and I would be grateful if you suggest me some ways to expose myself.<\/p>\n \n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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