Hello, all this is Banita. I am an avid visitor of Desibahu.com and love to read erotic sex stories, Hindi sex stories and sex kahani of Indian whore wife getting fucked hard. I am 24 years old. My figure stats are 34 30 32 and my height is 5 feet 5 inches.
I am studying in college. I don’t know why I like to show off my body to older men. But maybe it started when I was growing up and I observed men looking at my growing breasts and bulging ass. That excited me and I did not know what it was. I understood it as I grew up. The long stares of hungry men, especially older ones excited me and I started to dress provocatively. I wore skirts and shirt/blouse.
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The blouse would have a deep cut in the front that would show my 34-inch breasts. The skirt would be knee length and a bit loose so that once in a while it would fly and give a nice view of my hairy snatch. I watched the men staring and that would always make me wet and I had to masturbate in the privacy of toilets or at home.
I will narrate an incidence in a train. Our family had to go to Punjab for attending a marriage and the incidence took place while I was sitting and watching the beauty of nature from the window. We got on the train and I sat down opposite two older men in their 50’s. I was wearing a white shirt and blue skirt.
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No bra and no panties! I was aware that I showed the cleavage of my breasts and occasionally when I uncrossed the legs, glimpses of my hairy pussy. They were constantly looking at me. Their looks were making me breath faster in the excitement of exhibitionism. I had to bite my lower lip to make sure my breathing wasn’t too obvious. After a couple of minutes, I casually undid a button on my blouse( My blouse had buttons in the front at 2 cm gap).
One of the men was glancing at me and saw me doing it, and I smiled back at his startled look. I pretended that the weather was very hot and I and to do it. I was looking straight at him and I think he could just begin to see the curve of my breast now. He looked confused, didn’t know where to look, but he saw that I didn’t mind him staring. He shifted a bit in his seat to get a better view. The other man was reading, but glanced up at this movement and saw me. He didn’t look down again. They both were looking at the cleavage of my breasts excitedly.
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Then I started undoing the second button. Their breathing was getting heavy, and I could see them getting hard from the bulge it created. They boldly stared at the treasure of my breasts and swallowed hard. I was getting excited too and wanted to show them more. But how could I in a running train? I rested my elbow on the side of the window so that my arms pressed on my breasts and made them bulge even more. I then smiled at them and let them know that I was aware of their stares. I looked around to see if anyone was watching our little game but all were busy
in either dozing off or looking blankly out of the window. I then uncrossed my legs and placed both of my feet on the floor. Fresh air rushed in my pussy and I felt better. I started to stamp my feet in rhythm to some unknown music and attracted their attention. They realized what I had done and casually looked down at my knees. I followed their gaze and slowly spread my legs slightly. The gate to look at my cunt was widening slowly and I saw eagerness in the eyes of the two older men. One of them had his hand on his hard on and was slowly pressing his cock. I shifted a little in my seat and then pushed my ass forward.
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This made my knees go up and my cunt was now in line with the eyes of the two men. They looked intently and must have seen my pussy hairs and then my cunt. I scratched my knee and lifted it slightly up. Oh, God! That made my pussy open for them. I saw them getting excited and looking at my exposed cunt. I wanted to show them more! So I winked at them and got up and walked to the toilet.
I wanted them to follow me and I looked behind. Both of them were coming behind me and I lost a beat! The toilet area was deserted and best suited to fulfill my fetish. I opened the toilet door and went inside. I did not close the bolt but kept the door slightly ajar. The two men came there and looked around. They must have seen the half closed toilet and eagerly walked near it.
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