I Just Felt so Naughty...!

I don't know what it is about the thought of any man staring at me lustfully, or letting anyone touch me that gets me so turned on. I am a 20 year old Indian girl. I look truly gorgeous, with long dark hair and beautiful, radiant skin. I am 5'5" tall, also lucky to have a gorgeous body, with beautiful breasts and a cute ass.

Me, with my stunningly good looks, and perfect body, was always the object of attention for men, no matter where I went. I had learned to ignore this, but used to love the attention I received. Seeing the lust in the eyes of men for me, used to really turn me on. Even while traveling in buses or trains, which often used to be quite crowded, I was used to men feeling me up. But instead of getting angry, I used to really be completely aroused on by this, and being in public, no one used to try anything more that just a quick rub of my ass, or brushing against my body. I have also always loved to tease men who are watching me, by ' accidentally ' exposing my breasts while bending, or letting my skirt ride up my legs, while sitting. The thought of giving them a hard on, was so arousing. However, I always took care to make these incidents look unintentional.I used to love the thought that that guy would later be masturbating thinking about me, and the power to be so seductive was a immense turn on.But nothing used to turn me on more than the feel of a strangers hand on my body, feeling me up. Looking at me in public, you can never make out that a girl as perfect as me, in every sense, can ever actually have such thoughts or be so horny, and I used to often go home a finger myself to an orgasm whenever such things happened.

All this changed when I was 18, and allowed a stranger to completely feel me up, in a bus while traveling (for a detailed narrative, please read my previous story). It felt so unbelievably good, and the orgasm I had after that incident was the most intense and pleasurable one I have ever felt, and have fingered myself quite often remembering that incident. But I really always craved for the real thing, the feel of someones hands on my sensuous body, the thought of someone watching me naked, the thought of being able to make a man cum... all these thoughts constantly used to run through my head. I had then realized that I was really addicted to lust, and needed a release. But at the same time, I had to control myself. So I really used to be horny a lot, but could not display it. The only release I got was occasionally watching porn and fingering myself. Yes porn... Indian girls do watch it, if you thought we were too conservative to do so!

This incident took place when I was 19, in the second year of my graduate studies. One day, my mom was went out of town to visiting her parents for a few days, and I used to be left alone at home as my college used closed owing to my exams coming up. This was the time I used to watch a lot of porn which i got from a friend of mine. One morning, my dad told me that he was getting a new computer for me, as the old one was a bit outdated. He said he would be shifting the one I had to his office, only the CPU. I asked him when he would be doing it, and he said that a person from his office would come by and collect it in the afternoon. He then disconnected it from my room and kept it in the living room. He then left for his office, and I was left alone at home. I then studied for a bit, and then had lunch watching the TV.

After lunch i went to have a bath as I usually didn't have a bath in the morning during my holidays. I got into the shower and put on the water. I loved the feeling of cool water running down my body, and gently touching my body imagining a strangers hands to be doing so. I immediately felt aroused and rubbed my nipples which had hardened as a result of my caressing. I felt my body getting aroused and my hear beat increased. I was really aroused and slowly reached down between my legs to my shaved pubic area,and began to slowly rub my pussy. I let out an involuntary moan imagined myself completely naked in a room filled with rowdy men leering at me, wanting to molest me, and do other nasty things... This turned me on so quickly, as I felt myself getting wetter by the minute. I knew I was going to have an orgasm soon if I continued that, but stopped myself thinking that I wanted to prolong the pleasure, and touch myself watching some porn, lying on my bed in my room.

I dried myself and stepped out of the bathroom naked. I had done so many times earlier, as there was no one at home and I always ensured that all the curtains were always drawn. I loved walking around my house completely nude, imagining what it would be like if someone was to see me like that, and the effect my gorgeous body would have on him. I walked into my room drying my hair, and then remembered my PC had been disconnected and was lying in the living room, waiting to be taken away. I cursed myself for not remembering this, as I walked into my room and stared at myself in my mirror as I often did, admiring the beautiful, curved features of my gorgeous body. I then laid on my bed, slowly running my hand over my smooth skin, all the way from my soft breast, to my thighs. I was just lying on my bed, stroking my inner thighs, teasing myself when I heard the doorbell ring.I tiptoed to the door, wearing nothing, and looking through the key hole saw a man I remembered to be in my dads office. I realized he had come to collect the PC.

Here I was, standing naked with a stranger on the other side of the door, just inches away from me. I could not but help feel a tingle of excitement pass through my body, ending between my legs. I felt a surge of arousal just considering how it would feel if I opened the door to him right there completely nude. I then quickly went back to my room and opened my cupboard, contemplating what to wear.

I first looked at my lingerie,then my gaze shifted to a old, thin dress which was now a bit short for me, and then looked at t-shirt which was a bit too tight for me, feeling so naughty considering the effect it would have on the man if he saw me dressed in either of those. All these thoughts passed through my head in a jiffy, yet were enough to keep me aroused. I then picked out an old sleeveless top, whose neck had lost its shape, and would just fall open if I bent forward, giving anyone in front of me a clear view of my cleavage. I also picked out a loose skirt, which ended about 3 inches above my knees. I was put on my top, without a bra, as the material wasn't thin. I looking in the mirror at the faint outline of my firm breasts, when he pressed the door bell again, apparently getting impatient.

I yelled out "Just a minute," and I quickly slipped on my skirt. I considered wearing panties, but thought what was the use, as he was just going to collect the PC and leave. Also, the very thought of being in front of that man, without any underwear under my skirt was such a turn on, that I just turned and walked to the door and opened it.

He was standing there, wiping this forehead with handkerchief, when he looked at me. I guessed he was about 35 years old, with a dark complexion, with average looks. He actually halted wiping for a second when he looked at me, and then quickly stuffed his handkerchief into his pants. He then told me he was from my dads office, here to collect the computer.

"Sorry for making you wait, I was in the bathroom," I said, smiling at him.

"Its OK, no problem," he managed to stammer back, as his gaze shifted to my breasts and back to my eyes. I loved this feeling of being able to make any man uncomfortable due to his infatuation on seeing me.

"Come in, here is the PC, would you like some water?" I cooed.

"Ya, thanks" he said as he walked in still staring at me. He stood at the doorstep, as I walked in to the kitchen, adding a bit of swing to my hips as I walked, as I could almost feel his gaze on my ass. I knew he was already fantasizing about being able to touch my body . God! I felt so horny!!! I returned with a glass of water, to find him looking at the the PC and then me.

"Hope you don't have any important files on your computer, as I will format it, and all the data will be lost," he said, accepting the glass of water.

What important data would I have, I thought as I remembered copying my songs, and photos from the PC to my pen drive. "No, nothing," I replied as he began to fold remove the wires and fold them.

Then suddenly, I remembered all the porn I had, which I had forgotten to delete. There was a possibility that he may check my PC before formatting it.

"Wait!" I exclaimed, "There is something I have to remove," I blurted out without thinking. He stopped and looked at me.

"OK, I'll put it on," he said as he rewired the PC and put it on. He stood beside me, also looking at the screen as the PC booted, occasionally staring glances at me, my breasts, my legs, when he thought I wasn't looking. The PC booted completely, and he was still staring at the screen nonchalantly. I then turned to him.

"Do you mind, its a bit personal," I said softly, with a hint of a naughty smile.

"No problem," he replied with a slight smile, and moved behind the PC, from where he could still look at me. I then bent forward and held the mouse, as I opened the folders and sub folders went to the folder where I had hidden the porn, and pressed the delete button for the entire folder.At that time, I had bent forward, and he had a clear view of my breasts, which he was continuously staring at. I felt a bit tingling sensation between my legs when I saw this, and continued to remain in that position.

"Boyfriend stuff?" he suddenly asked me, as I shifted my gaze from the screen to him, without moving, and saw he was still staring at my breasts. He then saw me looking at him, and quickly looked away, apparently embarrassed I had caught him.

"No," was my only reply as I looked at him and smiled.

He looked back and was surprised to see me smiling, and smiled himself, realizing I had no problem with him staring at my breasts, and he actually shifted his gaze back to my breasts, when I was still looking at him. I smiled and looked back to the screen, feeling so turned on, on allowing him to so openly stare at my bosom. I began to feel a bit moist between my legs, realizing he was still staring. I knew I was horny, and decided to flirt with him.

I finished deleting the porn, turned off the PC and stood up, walked up to him and looked at him, looked him in the eyes.

"All yours," I said softly .

He stared blankly at me not knowing what to say.

"The PC, I mean," I said with a slight smile, still staring at him.

"Oh, ya" he said after a moments break and began to remove the PC connections.

I stood behind him as he sat down, removing the connections, and said "What did you think I meant?"

He looked at me innocently, "Nothing," he replied quickly, turning around.

What was I doing? Flirting with a man from my dad's office, I thought to myself. What if my dad found out? But it was just too much fun to stop. His face was at my waist level, and my skirt was only a foot away form it. I smiled at him, and he smiled back, and slowly brought his eyes down, to my breasts, than lower as he openly stared at my legs for a moment, before he turning back to the PC. The cat was out of the bag. There was no hesitancy in his look, as he lusciously stared at my body. The sight of him in such a state of arousal just looking at my perfect body was the ultimate turn on for me. I was so horny then, as he was staring at my body, I felt like moving closer to him, and lifting up my skirt to give him a clear view of my pussy. These thoughts got me so turned on, I actually moved a step towards him, before I somehow restrained myself.This was the reason I never used to be alone with any guy, because I somehow always knew I would not be able to control myself!

I then went and sat on the sofa, lazily stretching my legs, and also stretched my hands upwards, arching my body, so that my breasts were clearly visible pressing against the top. I closed my eyes, bringing my head to rest on the sofa. I was so aroused, I let the skirt ride up my legs quite high as I stretched my legs, and I could feel the cool air on the upper part of my thighs. Still I didn't bother to even look down to see its position. I guess almost the whole of my slim, fair legs were on display."Tell me when you are done," I said and slowly looked down. He turned around and looked at me, and froze. I cant blame him, any guy in his place would have the same reaction, looking at such a hot girl, with her entire legs exposed, and breasts jutting out, and knowing that she is doing this for you. I half expected to feel his hand sliding up my legs, or on my breasts, but he did not. I raised my head and looked at him, and looked at my skirt, which was inches below my waist, just covering my pussy. I should have adjusted it, pulled it down a bit. But all my thoughts were focused on how turned on he was, which just made me feel so naughty, I let my let my skirt stay in the same position. I could see in his eyes that he ' wanted ' me and though I could not see it, I am was sure he would be having an erection. I loved the feeling of being so seductive. I gazed at him, and he turned back and resumed his work, though I knew in his mind he was fighting the urge to just get up and run his hands all over my hot inviting body. I was just not thinking rationally, but didn't seem to care as I was too turned on to notice.

He finished removing all the connections, and bundled up all the wires in a box. He then looked at me, paused for a moment.

"Would you mind helping me take some of this stuff downstairs, as I cannot carry it all myself," he said.

I realized he could have called the watchman to help him, but the lure of the possibility of teasing him further was insatiable.

I immediately said "Sure" with a smile, and as I was getting up, I leaned forward, pushing myself up from the sofa with my hands. As I did this I gave him another glimpse of my beautiful breasts. He stood there just staring at them even as I was standing up straight, and I felt my nipples harden. Looking down I saw that they were visible even through the material of my top. He could clearly see I wasn't wearing a bra. I then realized if I had to go downstairs, I had to wear a bra as I could not allow someone in my building to see in such an attire.

I considered saying it for a moment, realizing it would sound obscene, but realizing how much it would turn him on, I couldn't control myself.

"Just a minute, I need to wear my bra," I said to him, with a seductive smile, and turned and headed towards my door, through the passageway.

I couldn't believe I just said that!!! He just stood there and shrugged, trying to act casual, but his eyes betrayed the immense turn on he felt as I uttered that line. As I was entered my bedroom door, I looked at him and gave him a fleeting glance, hoping he would take the cue and come near my bedroom. I knew he would come. How could he resist such an invite, from such a hot girl. As I entered, I left the door ajar, not completely closing it. I opened my cupboard and chose a semi-transparent white half cup bra. I could have stood behind the door, but was so immensely turned at the thought of exposing myself, I stood ahead, where anyone standing in the passageway to the inner bedrooms could easily see me. I didn't look out, and stood with my back towards the open door and took off my top. I wasn't sure if he was watching, but yet I felt so horny right there, with my bare back exposed.

I then began to put on my bra, still not knowing if he was watching. I was just about to hook on the back strap, when I could no longer stand the suspense and I turned around, only to see him standing in the passage, motionless, like a statue. I could feel my hardened nipples pressing against my bra, and a familiar tingling sensation between my legs, as I was standing there with my hands still bent backwards, on my back strap, which made it look like I was offering my perfectly rounded breasts to him.

He then suddenly said "Sorry, I wanted some water," still staring at my breasts. I then realized that that was enough, and closed the door. My breasts were heaving as I stood there with an accelerated heart beat, with breathing heavier. I was just imagining what an orgasm I would later have just remembering this incident. I considered wearing panties, but thought that as I would just have to go downstairs and then come up quickly, there was no need for it. The fact that I was feeling so horny was the reason I even convinced myself to go out without wearing any panties. I then quickly hooked on my bra, slipped on my top and got out of my room.

He then handed me the box of wires, as I approached him, like nothing had happened, and I held it. He didn't let go, and touching my hands, asked me if I had got hold of it properly. His hands were now completely over mine and was lightly caressing them as I held the box and replied that I had got a proper hold on it. This movement of his hands made my heartbeat faster, and kept up my state of arousal. He then slowly withdrew his hands still looking at me. I looked at him like I had not realized anything.

He then picked up the CPU, and I took the house keys, and he closed the door. I got into the elevator, and he followed me in, brushing past my bare hands as he stood behind me. I was now standing in the elevator alone with this man, wearing a short skirt with nothing underneath. I was actually hoping he would 'accidentally' rub against my ass, or lift up my skirt. But I was disappointed once again.The lift ride took some time as I live on the 12th floor, and as the lift doors opened, I walked out, hoping for a gust of wind, that would lift my skirt up, and display my bare ass to him, and due to the box I wouldn't even be able to pull my skirt down. Gosh... I was so horny, I wasn't even thinking straight!

I followed him to his car in the parking lot. It was a big jeep parked in a corner at the far end of the parking lot. He opened the rear door with one hand and put the CPU inside away from the door. He then held the door open and asked me to place the box on the seat. As I was placing it on the seat, and he asked me to place it further ahead next to the CPU. I smiled knowing for this I would have to bend ahead, as the seats were quite high, and it would make my skirt ride up my legs. I did so, and as I placed it on the seat, I felt his body pressing on my ass, as he stood behind me. He then asked me to move the CPU a bit and keep the box there, all the while keeping his body pressed against mine. To reach it, I would have to bend further ahead to reach it, which would make my ass press more into him. This is exactly what the pervert wanted! But I was so turned on, I wasn't going to back down. I pretended I could not move it, while gyrating my ass into his groin. I could definitely feel his member becoming erect against the movement of my ass, and I felt weak in my knees.

He was now grinding his erect penis into my ass, between my legs continually dry humping me. I was pressing back into him, wanting to feel the outline of his hard member on my ass. It felt so good, I just lay there slumped onto the seat. He then lifted up my skirt,and I felt my bare ass exposed. He ran his hands over my ass, his fingers ever so slowly grazing over my ass. I involuntarily clenched my ass at its touch. He continued to grind his groin into it.

"No panties!" he commented. I didn't reply and lay there. I felt my mind tell me this was so wrong, so wrong. I felt so vulnerable, in my own building parking lot, with my ass exposed, in such a position. I was at a loss of control over my body because it felt so good, allowing him to do whatever he pleased, not wanting to stop feeling the pleasure.