A Married Couple’s Public Exhibitionism

Hi all. This is the story of a chat friend who doesn’t want to share their mail id. I’m Madhusudhan, 40 male from Bangalore. The story will be in the words of Karthik going forward.

Hi, I am Karthik, 42 years old, working in the banking sector. My wife is Priya, 38 years old. I’m a Tamilian and Priya is also a Tamilian but from Kerala (Mallu). But we are settled in Bangalore now.

Due to regular transfers in banking, I’m posted in Chennai right now. My wife stays with our 2 kids in Bangalore. I go there only on weekends. My wife Priya is a very soft-spoken South Indian girl with a very voluptuous body. Her stats are 38D boobs, 36 and 40 ass.

Our married life has always been good and we both are open with each other. When I look at any girl/woman, I will tell that to Priya, and she also does the same to me. Over some time, I started liking the idea of other guys watching or groping my wife in my presence.

After a few months of discussing, I somehow convinced Priya to try all these things that could help ignite our sex life. This story will be about incidents about the change in her dressing behaviours. How she let guys grope her in different places and how it helped our sex life.

From the point of view of Priya

Incident 1: Chickpet

This happened around Mid May 2022 when Covid was almost over, and people had started coming out. Chickpet in Bangalore is one of the busiest market places. To attract guys towards me, I wore a yellow and red see-through cotton saree with a matching yellow blouse.

I had stitched a new low-neck blouse. (How my tailor groped me during measurements in the next incident). The cleavage was completely visible in this new blouse, with only a small knot in between both boobs. Purposely, I didn’t wear a bra or a panty that day.

We reached there around 4 PM. I noticed the roadside vendor’s eyes were on me, my boobs. I was proud of myself. I told Karthik that already there are a few eyes on me. He turned all the side and saw the guys ogling at me. He, too, was excited about it. He said he needs guys to grope me and not just ogle.

So we went into a narrow street which was further crowded. We walked in the middle of the road, expecting guys to approach us. It happened with in walking for 50-100 meters. A good-looking North Indian guy who was 6 feet tall came straight, looking at my boobs.

I held Karthik’s hand. But he released my hands so that the guy would get his chance. When he was about to cross me, to give him space, I turned my body to my left. He turned to his right, and our bodies were parallel to each other. His broad chest completely crushed my 38D boobs.

He took 1 or 2 seconds to feel it and then moved from there. My nipples had become harder the moment he crushed my boobs. I started getting wet in my pussy. And as per Karthik’s wish, I wasn’t wearing a panty also that day.

Karthik: How was it, babe?

Priya: It was just a second, but I’m already wet, Karthik.

Karthik: Oh, wish I get to lick you here in front of one.

Priya: Oh, naughty, you might do that if I let you. But I’m not a whore, dear.

Karthik: I want you to act like one, dear.

The next minute, there was a gang of guys walking towards us and Karthik said good luck to me. He slightly moved away from me, and this time, 2 guys crushed me. One in the front was crushing my boobs, and another one literally pressing my ass.

The guy on the back had his entire palm on my left ass, and he groped it for a second. Ladies and girls, believe it or not, getting groped in public excites you more than any cock could do to you. That, too, having my hubby next to me made it much more exciting for me.

Once the guys moved, Karthik came closer to me

Priya: Why did you move, Karthik?

Karthik: Why, what happened?

Priya: The guy literally pressed my ass.

Karthik: Wow, dear. Which side did he press?

Priya: I thought you would get angry.

Karthik: Why will I, dear? This is what I wanted to see. But unfortunately, this time, I couldn’t. Next time I will move back so that I get to see them pressing you.

We roamed around the area for an hour. I would have been groped by 10+ guys that day alone. Finally, Karthik’s wish to see me getting groped was fulfilled. We took the metro from there, thinking it would be crowded and I would get a few more hands on my body.

But unfortunately, the metro wasn’t very crowded that day.

Incident 2: Tailor.

This happened a month before the Chickpet incident. I had bought a new yellow saree and wanted to get a blouse stitched for the same. I went to my usual tailor, Vijay. He is a 35+ well-built guy. He has been decent with me so far. Today, I was wearing a green and blue saree and a matching blue coloured blouse.

Since the blouse was padded, there was no need for a bra. Since this was on a weekday, Karthik was in Chennai, and I had gone alone.

Vijay: Hi Mam, please come in.

Priya: Hi Vijay, I wanted you to stitch a new blouse for me.

Vijay: Sure, Mam, please give me your sample blouse as well.

Priya: Here is the sample blouse Vijay. But it’s a bit tight near my armpits. Maybe you can adjust another half an inch.

Vijay: Are you sure it’s only half an inch or more?

He was looking into my boobs at that time.

Priya: I guess it’s half an inch only, Vijay.

Vijay: Why I’m asking is, if I stitch a new one and that also is tight for you, it won’t look good. So, if you don’t mind, can we take new measurements?

Priya: Ok.

I know there is some naughty activity he has planned in mind.

Vijay: Can we lower your pallu, Priya?

He used to call me Mam, and suddenly, he called me by my name. Without asking me anything, he started to remove the pin and let my pallu slide down. Now I was standing with my padded blouse showing my 38D boobs to my tailor. He took the usual measurements of my hand length and width.

Then he said he now is going to take the width of my cup (boobs) and asked me to raise my hands. I did as he instructed. He was standing in front of me. There was a max 10 inches gap between us. He took his tape, which was on his right hand to my back side and got it using his left hand.

To take correct measurements, he moved his hands closer to me and brushed them over both boobs. I had a heavy orgasm immediately. Luckily I wore a panty today, or else my cum would have fallen on the floor. Then he said something.

He took one end of the tape on my right nipple and another end on my left nipple. Literally, he was pressing my nipples with his fingers. In the pretext of taking the right measurements, he kept adjusting the tape and moved his fingers here and there over my nipples.

I couldn’t even moan at that point, or else I was sure he would take it to the next level. Though Karthik and I liked exhibitionism, we still have not decided on letting another man in bed with me. So, I remained silent throughout these 30-45 seconds.

He did take other measurements for a minute more and said he was done and would give the blouse by next weekend. I said ok.

Vijay: Madam, you need to put your pallu back. Or else someone might think you are a whore.

I was stunned by how he used the word whore on me. But I knew I was mesmerized by his actions and stood like that even after he finished the measurements. I immediately adjusted my saree and moved out of his shop. I came home around 6 PM.

I immediately called Karthik, who was supposed to travel the same night from Chennai to Bangalore. I explained to him the sequence of events and he was also very much excited to hear them.

The next day, Karthik reached home around 5 AM and asked me to tell the story. I started telling the story to him. He started to undress me one by one. Karthik was removing my saree.

Priya: Karthik, that bastard Vijay treated me like a whore. When he put his hand back to measure my cup size itself, I had released my cum. You have made me into such a big whore, da Karthik.

Karthi was removing my bra.

Priya: When he touched my nipples, I thought I would actually become his bitch. I was thinking maybe I would even stand like this on the road if he asked me to. I would have fucked any and every guy whom he showed me to, irrespective of age or size.

Karthik was removing my panties.

Priya: When he told me to put my pallu back, though, I was a little embarrassed. But the bitch inside me told me why this bastard didn’t tear apart the saree and made me naked and put his cock into my pussy. It felt like he was teasing me and making me beg. Had he asked me, I would have even begged him to fuck me there and opened my pussy lips for him like a whore.

Now, I was standing nude in front of Karthik.

Karthik: This is what I wanted you to become, Priya, a whore in your mind. Now my cock is rising bigger than ever to hear these bitchy words from your mouth. Come on, my whore, kneel in front of me and suck my cock

Priya obediently knelt in front of me, removed my lungi and, like a bitch started to suck my cock. I kept calling her whore, bitch. (Thevudiya, kandaravoli, soothalagi and whatnot). I guess she liked being treated like a bitch, which I found out 15 years after our marriage.

Once she was done sucking, I lifted her and pushed her on the bed. She was already wet in her pussy. I kept looking at her.

Priya: Dear, please don’t make me beg.

Karthik: Why bitch? You will beg only to that tailor is it?

Priya: No, dear, I love you more than anything. Please fuck me now.

But I inserted 3 of my fingers into her pussy and started to finger fuck her. While my other hand was pressing her boobs. I treated her like a whore in bed today, giving slaps to her boobs. Pinching her boobs and nipples.

It was painful for her, but the bitch inside her enjoyed it. After 10 minutes of finger fucking, I turned her to the other side and slapped her ass.

Karthik: Do you like to be fucked bitch?

Priya: Yes, dear.

Karthik: Do you want my cock or anyone else’s cock?

Priya: I want yours only, dear.

Karthik: Bitch, don’t act. I know you.

Priya: Yeah, Karthik. I need Vijay’s cock.

Karthik: Only Vijay?

Priya: No, Karthik, even if the entire guys in the world put their cock into my pussy I might still need more.

Karthik: Yeah, but you are my bitch, and I’m not going to share you.

Priya: (with a sad face) I’m your whore. I will do as you say, dear.

I turned her and started to insert my cock into her already wet pussy. It was so wet that my cock couldn’t feel her pussy walls. It felt like I had put my cock into a bucket of water. But her moans today were making me go crazy. I fucked her for 10 more minutes and finally released my cum inside her pussy.

Once we were done,

Karthik: How was this experience, Priya?

Priya: Amazing Karthik. Never felt sex could give this much pleasure.

Karthik: This is why I have been asking you to do exhibitionism.

Priya: Yes, dear. Now I’m more open to trying a few more kinds of stuff, whatever you want me to.

Karthik: So, this bitch won’t get satisfied even when everyone in the world’s cock has gone inside?

Priya: Hey, Chee. I told it out of horniness. I won’t let other cocks into my pussy.

Karthik: Let me see how long you are going to be like this.

Priya: As long as you want me to be, Karthik.

Any comments about the story or any woman from Bangalore, Madurai for real pleasure can mail me at [email protected].