Edited by notemale.
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It has been my wish to write a story about pure exhibitionism with less sex actions. This chapter will have less hardcore actions, although the other parts remain hard, if you know what I mean.
My path to be an exhibitionist seemed unstoppable!
Every day I become bolder in the outfit that I wear and how I show off to people. Men who came to my house for deliveries or services have seen me in various type of sexy outfits and at various states of exposure. A few men have even had heated experience with me.
My hubby has become more aware of my exhibitionistic nature and so far has been appreciative about it. But he was not aware of my sexual experiences with a few men. I was still too fearful of telling him. Fear because I do not know how he would think about it. However I did not feel guilty as I did not considered those as acts of betrayal. Yes, you may want to argue that it was betrayal, that's all up to you.
I still love him.
Just as I am an exhibitionist that could not resist showing off to men, at the same time I have noticed my submissive side. I could not resist men taking advantage of me, sexually.
Yes, what I did was immoral and betrayal by all measures of my society. However I think it is only that our society has not only denied the existence of exhibitionists like me, but also failed to admit and accept submissive like me.
And I also do not know if my hubby would accept a submissive like me, accept his wife being taken by other men simply because she could not resist and worse of all; because she enjoys it.
Perhaps only time will tell.
My path to be an exhibitionist continued.
One morning the doorbell rang but nobody was there when I checked the gate. However, one nicely wrapped small box was left at the gate. A small card attached written 'To Michelle, I hope you like it. '.
I was curious while carrying the box from the gate back into the house. I opened the box the moment I closed the door. The box contained a pink spaghetti tank top and a floral mini skater skirt.
The tank top was very soft, thin, stretchy, and... sheer.
It was very strange to receive such a suggestive clothing without any apparent reason. At the same time, I was excited and I just could not wait to go back to my bed room.
I removed my shirt and put the pink top on.
The smooth thin top hugged my body, wrapping it like a second skin, revealing every shape and curve of my body, but my bra was completely outlined. I decided to remove my bra and try the top again. The top was very thin. Every inch of my upper body was revealed, including the details of my areolas and nipples. It was very sheer!
Not just the shapes and curve of my breasts were visible, even the color of my like brown areolas and nipples were obvious!
I saw my nipples quickly erect underneath the thin top... Where am I going to wear this top?
I then removed my shorts to try out the skirt. I hesitated awhile... no panties!
So I removed my panties before putting on the skirt. The mini skater skirt length was slightly above mid-thigh, not very short but short enough to make me feel vulnerable for being without panties.
I went back to check myself out in the mirror.
Oh shit! Too young for me... too sheer... to slutty!
But I felt so sexy wearing this outfit from the stranger. The top displayed my upper body totally and the skater skirt displayed my slender legs and flowing effect of the skirt just made me feel like I am at the verge of exposing my private parts when I walk. I felt so erotic!
Then the delivery boy Prakash came to my mind. He would be delivering my order later today. He has been a perfect partner in my exhibitionism. He did his weekly delivery to me and he usually came to my place last so that he could spend time, chit-chatting and watching me arranging my groceries in the kitchen. And usually I would be wearing something sexy just to satisfy myself.
So I wore that sheer thin top and the skater skirt to greet him.
His very first response when I opened the gate at the back yard was mesmerizing and giving me a thrill down my spine!
He was shocked and his jaw dropped when he saw me.
"Anything wrong Prakash?" I asked him.
"No No... Nothing."
His eyes were staring at my chest. My nipples instantly stiffen.
"Come in."
He drove his bike to the door leading to the kitchen and began to unload the groceries.
I went back to the kitchen and began to arrange my items into the cabinet and fridge while his eyes were glued to my body.
I pretended like nothing was out of the ordinary and ignored his stares like I usually did in the past. I was even talking to him without looking at him, otherwise he would have to have eye contact with me and thus interrupt his viewing.
My aroused nipples grew even longer and bigger underneath the sheer thin fabric, and the complete outline of my nipples and areolas were revealed.
"Very nice top you are wearing today madam." He finally breaks the silence.
"Oh thanks Prakash."
"Welcome."
"I love it, just that... do you think the top is too thin? I mean too transparent?"
"Transparent?"
"Ya, I mean am I showing too much of my skin wearing this top without bra?"
He did not answer.
I finally faced him and we established eye contact.
"Prakash, I think we are friends enough for me to ask you this question... I am a bit worried about the top... can you see my nipples?"
He was shocked by my direct question and he looked away.
"Don't worry Prakash... you are my friend. Let me know honestly. I don't want to wear this if you think it's inappropriate and later embarrassed myself."
"Come Prakash... take a look and tell me... don't worry."
I talked as if he has never look at my chest.
I walked closer to him and tugged the hem of my top down, making the thin fabric stretched even thinner. I felt my nipples poking through the fabric.
"Ahhh... I think not, really."
"Not really? Not transparent?"
"I mean yes... it's transparent. But not much."
"So it's transparent... shit! Are my nipples showing? Can you see my nipples?"
After so many times of me showing off to him and him watching me, I finally broached the topic about our showing off games, my showing off games rather.
"Yessss... I mean no... Not a lot actually." He was getting very anxious about giving me his honest answer.
I was getting more aroused.
"I can see that you are not wearing bra... I can see the shapes of your breasts and... Little bit of your nipples... not really just the shape of it."
He was obviously lying about my state of exposure.
"Phew...! I thought I might appear practically naked in this top... cause I really feel like naked wearing this thin top."
"No worries madam... you are fine. Wearing it at home is fine. You are just sexy!"
"Great! Thanks for your honest answer. So I can continue wearing it."
