My Slutty Life

My name is aabha and I was born in the august of 1985 to an upper middle class hindu business family. We were a fairly open minded family. But ofcourse the topic of sex was a taboo.

And I was about to take my first step into this taboo on the night of 31st december 1990 at the age of 18. As the world would celebrate an entrance into the millennium of year 2000, I wanted to make it a memorable night for ramesh. He had been trying to ask me out since almost 3 months. And finally I agreed to go out with him on the most important night of my life.
As my friends cheered and shouted “happy new year 2000!!!” I quietly stared into ramesh’s eyes. He looked nervous and stood frozen as he did not know what I was thinking and why I wasn’t shouting in happiness like the others.

Without saying anything, I winked and slowly pulled up my black top. I grabbed it from the bottom and started pulling it up slowly, to reveal the fair skin of my perfectly flat stomach. I had a great figure, and nothing said that better than ramesh’s eyes, staring at my navel. He stared like a hungry dog in the state of shock.
I pulled my top up till under my breasts and stopped to see if anyone else is looking. Then I said “ramesh, happy new year” and I lifted my top further with one hand, until it pulled my boobs up,and until my left boob popped out.

Ramesh stared at my boob with popping eyes. My boob was as fair as me, with a small light brown nipple that was hard due to the delhi winter. It was of average size but hung in a really sexy way. I was always proud of my boobs. He had never seen breasts before, and I had never shown my breasts to anyone. I was as scared as he was, but something in me controlled me. Anyone around me could see my boob if they turned. I won’t ever know if anyone saw my boob that day. But I wanted ramesh to see my boob, observe it, dream about it, and that made me feel like I controlled him fully.
And then before anyone else could see, I pulled my top down again to cover myself up. Ramesh was still frozen in shock. He spoke with a stutter the rest of the night and could not get his eyes off of me as I moved around the house wishing all my firends. And that day he personally dropped me home in his fiat. And before I left, he asked me “can I see it again please?” to which I replied “ wait for another day like this”.
He was a lil sad for a while, but he was overall happy that he got to see the boob of his crush. He and I never became lovers, but we loved each other as friends. And till today he remains my greatest friend, who happened to see my left boob on the day the word entered 2000ad.

Only I know how turned on I was that night. That feeling of being surrounded by soo many people, the rush of exposing your most private parts in public, and the chill of a guy staring at you boob is seducing. I was seduced by my own actions. I masturbated that night and imagined that scene over and over again, until I came and slept off due to tiredness and pleasure.

I understood that I get pleasure when people see me. It makes me feel beautiful.

Note: dear reader, I am trusting you with my deepest secrets. You can do with them as you please. Jerk your dick off to them if you please. I am giving you the right to it.
But remember that I hate it when people look into my personal life or parts of my body without my permission. My body is a gift of god, and I get to show it to anybody but nobody can see it without my permission.

During holi of 2003 (age 18) we went to lucknow, to my uncle’s house. He was my dad’s best friend. They had a big house with around 10 bedrooms and lived as a joint family. In the veranda they would call the entire neighbourhood to play holi, and so we went down to play with them.
I was dressed in white salwar kameez as all the other girls were. We played holi till our faces were yellow, red and blue. During this I saw a boy who kept staring at me. It made me extremely uncomfortable, and so I decided to go into the house for a shower.

As I went into the bathroom of one of the rooms on the third floor, I saw the colours that the others before me had washed off. I removed my clothes with difficulty and took a nice hot water shower. I was enjoying the feel of cleanliness after a mad session of holi. This was when I heard someone enter the room. I shouted “ I am inside the bathroom, please don’t come here!!” after which there was silence for a few seconds. I got scared. Then I heard in a known voice “ok beta, take your time. I’ll come later”. To my relief, it was my uncle. He was a very polite man who was respected for his morals and good nature. I told his “ok uncle!!” and continued with my shower.

After finishing my shower, as I turned towards the bathroom door, I noticed that it had a key hole. And light was changing from it. Had uncle not left? I got curious and decided to look carefully. It was only then that I realised that somebody was looking inside from the keyhole. Somebody was staring at my naked body while I bathed. And this pissed me off.
So I turned my butt towards the key hole to hide my pussy and boobs. I was helpless. I wanted to see who it was, but wearing the towel would mean that I’m leaving the bathroom and the person outside would run away. I was very angry that time, I don’t think you can understand how a girl can show her body to one man while get angry at another. Showing my body meant control over the person for me. I craved that control that my body had over the person. But at this moment, that person had control over me, and that made me very angry.

So I moved towards the door with my ass towards the door until I covered the keyhole with my butt. Then I quickly wore the towel and opened the door.

It was my uncle staring into the keyhole. He was bent over. I had caught him red handed in the act of peeping into the bathroom to see my naked body. As my hair settled on my back, he could see the anger in my eyes. He had no words to speak. I stood strong and tall before him in a towel.

I didn’t know what to do. I was just angry. But the feeling of actually coming out and facing his was empowering for me. I wanted my control back now. This man had seen me naked, for almost half an hour he saw me completely naked, bathing. I wanted my dignity back, and I had to steal it.

I thought for a moment, while he stared at me. Then I spoke “ im glad you came uncle, somebody had come in here. Did you see who it was?”
My uncle was dumbstruck for a moment, then a smile came over his face and he replied “no beta, that’s why I rushed here” (what a liar!)
Then before leaving I said “thank you uncle, please let me know who it was”
“sure beta, do you want me to inform your father about this”? He asked me, to act innocent.
Then I said “no uncle, I’ll tell him myself”. He got soooo scared at this point.

And ofcourse I told my father about this, but I didn’t tell him that it was uncle who did that. I didn’t want to create fights between our families. But I wanted my strength back. I wanted to show that uncle that I knew. I wanted to show him that he should not mess with me again. And I got the perfect chance.

As we gathered in the hall to discuss this issue my uncle sat opposite me on the sofa. My mom and dad were talking at the back about the issue and my uncle’s wife was getting the tea. There was no one else in the room at that time. This is when I acted.

I spread my legs apart slightly to reveal my black and white striped underwear beneath my skirt. He didn’t know what was happening. He started getting excited and scared. He thought that it was by mistake. The girl who he saw naked this morning was showing him her panties.
Then I opened my legs wider to make sure that he saw everything clearly. He started getting super careful that I don’t see him staring. But his eyes were stuck on my panties.

Now I gathered all my guts and moved my hands towards my panties. My heart was throbbing, but I had to get it done. As my uncle was watching my panties, I pulled them to the side to reveal half my pussy to him. He was flushed red. My pussy is darker than my body and I always keep it clean shaved. Its rather tight, and rarely opens on its own. (even after sex)
I saw him stare at the skin over my pussy, not caring whether anyone sees him staring. He knew now that I knew it was him. I asked him “are you fine uncle?” he had absolutely no reply.
I was very gutsy by that time since I had a few experiences along the way, plus I knew that he had already seen my entire naked body.

I told him then “ uncle I know it was you, but I didn’t want to create a scene”
Then I shouted to my parents “maa, paa!! I think it was the boy who was staring at me while playing holi!!, I don’t know his name though and his face was covered in colours.”
As my parents looked in my direction from behind me, I decided to show this uncle something he hadn’t seen.

So I completely moved my panties to the side to show my full pussy to him. And as he shifted his eyes to see my pussy again, I took it further and separated the folds of my pussy to reveal the soft pink insides to him. He looked out of his mind as his stared inside my pussy. At the hole that most guys only dreamed of seeing. The soft wetness of my pussy was all his to see. By my permission.

I held my pussy open untill it was too much for him. He got up, gave me a disgusted look and left.
I had spoilt my image in front of him and because of him. And this was to remain our secret untill now.

Note: uncle if you are reading this, then know that I knew it all along that it was you and decided to be the bigger person and not expose you to your family.

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