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Neha's Sexual Past
by Urbanslut (urbanslut@gmail.com)

***

I am an Indian. This is the story of the time after 1 
boyfriend cheated on me, and the other was bad at sex. 
My older American chat friend taught me the ropes of 
exhibitionism and risk-taking. (MF, exh)

***

My name is Neha. I am 27 years old and work in Bombay, 
India, with a TV station. I am about to get married to 
my boyfriend of 2 years who is also my colleague. This 
series of stories that I am about to write is from my 
past. I told them all to my boyfriend in an attempt to 
share everything about my past. He encouraged me to 
write them and share them with others. 

This series is about a time when I lived in a city 
smaller than Bombay. Almost all of it is a true account 
of what happened. The story starts a few years after my 
19th birthday. I had just been introduced to the brand 
new phenomenon called the internet. I was an undergrad 
student in a college and living with a roommate. 

Back then, chatting online was a new and exciting thing 
and I enjoyed it a lot. My preferred chat client was 
Yahoo chat. Of course, back then a lot of 
interesting people were online on yahoo. Not like today 
when most of them are bots and the others who are not 
bots are only marginally better and are complete 
retards.

One day while wandering through some chat group about 
Hollywood films, I met Burt. Burt was then a 45 year 
old man, recently divorced living in Los Angeles and 
worked in a film studio. I was the first Indian girl he 
was talking to, and it was fun to talk to him. He knew 
so much about so much. Books, movies, music, 
politics.... I could log in and chat with him about 
literally anything under the sun. He also taught me a 
lot, introducing me to the work of several authors, 
musicians and filmmakers. 

Around this time I also started going out with a guy 
from my class. He had all that a 19-year-old looks for 
in a guy. He was good looking, well built, confident, 
and fun to be with. He was also the guy I gave my 
virginity to. I would occasionally tell Burt about him. 
I would tell him about our dates, our fights, our 
conversations about the future. I didn't talk to him 
about the sex though. My boyfriend was the first guy I 
slept with and I gradually got used to my body enjoying 
itself during sex. 

Then that fateful day dawned. I once popped in at my 
bf's house to surprise him with a new CD I had bought 
for him. I knocked on his door, and he answered with 
just a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Oh, Neha. You didn't say you'd be coming today," he 
said, looking flustered.

"Yes, darling. I thought I'd surprise you." I pushed my 
way past him and walked into the living room.

"Actually this is not a good time." he said 

"What's the matter, sweetie?" I asked him. Then I 
noticed that his semi-erect penis was forming a tent 
under the towel. "Ooooh, someone was jacking off, eh?" 
I laughed and walked towards him.

I put my hand inside the towel and took his cock in my 
hand. 

"You don't have to work by yourself any more, love. I 
am here," and in a quick motion I pulled off my t-
shirt, removed my bra and went down on my knees pulling 
off his towel.

"Now, come to me, boy" I said and took his cock in my 
mouth and started sucking it.

He had been rooted to the spot and said "Nooo, no, no, 
no. Wait. There's something you should know."

As soon as he said that the door to the bedroom opened 
slightly.

"What's taking you so long?" an irritated female voice 
said. I froze and looked at him. He was looking at the 
ceiling with a hand on his head saying "Oh shit, oh 
shit" repeatedly.

I got up and walked to the bedroom. I pushed the door 
and walked in, still topless, and wearing just my 
jeans.

The naked girl shrieked. 

"Who are you?" she yelled.

"Who am I? I am his girlfriend. Who are you?" I yelled 
back.

She ran to the bed and wrapped a sheet around her 
nakedness. Even in my angry state I noticed that she 
had huge breasts, easily size D. 

By then my boyfriend entered the room. She looked at 
him and yelled at an even higher pitch,

"You have a girlfriend, you scumbag?". She picked 
something up from the table and threw at him. It missed 
him by a margin.

"I've had enough of this. I am leaving," I said and 
walked out. As I was putting my bra and my t-shirt back 
on, he came out and said, "I am sorry, Neha. I couldn't 
help it. She lives in the flat above mine. She seduced 
me. It was not my fault. Please don't go. Stay. I love 
you."

"I seduced you? I seduced you, you bastard? You are the 
one who has been working me for 2 months." she came 
out, still in the sheet.

"Listen. I don't need this" I said. "I am going. Please 
never call me up or show me your face."

I ran down the stairs crying and was crying most of the 
way as I walked home. My roommate was not at home and I 
fell on the bed crying. 

A while later I went online to see if Burt was there. 
Burt was a friend I could talk to. Luckily he was 
online.

Burt: Hey there. How're things?

Neha: Not good. Horrible. Horrible.

Burt: What? Why? What happened?

Neha: I walked in to my boyfriend's house and he was 
fucking another woman. He was doing it with her in the 
daytime.

Burt: Uh oh!

Neha: I feel so stupid. I feel absolutely stupid. I 
have been thinking of him as someone I will spend my 
life with. And he is cheating on me. God knows how many 
women he's been fucking on the side.

Burt: Yeah, I know the type. What an asshole. Cheating 
on someone as great as you. 

Neha: I am stupid, Burt. I am stupid.

Burt: Aw c'mon, Neha. You ain't stupid. It happens to a 
lot of people. And you are just 20 years old. At your 
age, people tend to trust others easily.

Neha: Maybe

Burt: I'm telling ya. The world is a fucked up place. 
Badly fucked up. You've gotta learn to look out for 
yourself. And the best way to learn is to encounter 
such scum.

Neha: But that's not fair.

Burt: Life ain't fair, hon.

Neha: You know what else I was thinking?

Burt: Tell me

Neha: I think I know why he cheated on me. That woman 
was so curvy. She had such huge tits. Any man would 
have slept with her. I think I am good looking, but 
compared to her I am a plain jane.

Burt: Nonsense, Neha. Just big boobs don't make a woman 
pretty. That's the Playboy way of thinking. 

Neha: No, it's true. I am never going to be as hot as 
her.

Burt: Listen, Neha. Hotness is more than just a big 
rack.

Neha: Rack?

Burt: It's a slang for boobs.

Neha: Oh, ok.

Burt: A woman becomes hotter in bed through experience. 
As she learns how to enjoy sex. And a guy always enjoys 
that. The big boobs and blond hair and all that crap is 
for teenagers and wankers.

Neha: Really?

Burt: Really. If a guy thinks of such things as making 
up beauty, he ain't worth you anyway. Me, I don't give 
too much importance to big boobs and stuff. You know 
what works for me?

Neha: What?

Burt: Imaginativeness, boldness, creativity, passion, 
willingness to try something new.

Neha: OK. 

Burt: Yeah, a woman who has huge tits, a great ass and 
just lies on the bed making fake noises.... that just 
turns me off.

Neha: OK.

At this point I became very aware that I was discussing 
sex with Burt for the first time. It felt awkward. But 
it was also enlightening.

Burt: My biggest turn on is risk taking and 
exhibitionism. You know what that is?

Neha: Vaguely

Burt: Showing off your nakedness. Partial or full. To 
people knowingly, or making it seem like an accident. 
Being naked and having sex in the open, in a public but 
secluded place. Where there's a risk of being caught.

Neha: Isn't that dangerous?

Burt: That's where the thrill comes from.

Neha: Have you or your girlfriend ever been caught?

Burt: Never by the cops. A few times by normal people. 
Haha. Most of them like it.

Neha: People won't dream of doing it in India. This 
country is too orthodox. Even a girl in short skirts is 
considered a slut and often molested. Imagine if a girl 
was caught naked.

Burt: Yes, but for me that would enhance the fun. 
Anyone can be nude on the beaches in Europe. But doing 
something like that in India. Ah, that's the real 
thing. 

Neha: Maybe for you. You're a guy. 

Burt: True. Anyway, we have wandered away from the 
topic. I assume you are dumping him?

I had gotten so involved in what Burt was saying that 
for a second I didn't understand what he was asking. 
Then it hit me.

Neha: Him? Oh of course. Dumping him at once.

Burt: Good. And remember something Neha. You are too 
young to decide on a life partner. You are growing. The 
guys are growing. It is a long time before you are 
grown up enough to make such a major decision. People 
change rapidly at your age.

Neha: Yeah

Burt: Your next boyfriend, just think of him as a short 
term guy. Don't start planning a wedding.

Neha: You're right.

Burt: And you know something else? Have one-night-
stands. Have flings. Have affairs. Have a lot of sex. 
This is the age to do it. This is the age when you 
should have fun without the burden of commitment.

Neha: OK... I am not sure about that. I don't want to 
be branded a slut. Things in India are different from 
America, Burt. Such a reputation could ruin my career.

Burt: Maybe you are right.

Neha: Anyway, my roommate will be back in a while. I 
must log off.

Burt: Bye.

I moved on in life very soon. I forgot about my 
boyfriend and ignored all his calls and pleas. 

Three months later I was going around with another guy, 
named Sharad. He was also smart, good looking and 
everything. The problem was that he was horrible in 
bed. His dick never got hard enough to wear a condom. 
So he insisted on doing it without one. He would pull 
out before his orgasm. That was fine. The problem was 
he couldn't last more than a few minutes. He was a bad 
kisser, very awkward at foreplay, and never wanted to 
try any other position except missionary.

I decided to dump him. I spoke to Burt before it and 
asked him if I was a bad person for dumping a guy 
because he was bad in bed. Burt, with his American 
sensibilities, of course said that I was not. Sex is an 
important part of a relationship, he said. And if a guy 
is bad at it, with no prospects of improvement, I had 
every right to dump him.

I dumped Sharad, but didn't tell him the reason was 
sex. I gave him some other crap about my parents 
objecting, and my career, and I don't even remember 
what other lies I cooked up. He took it well.

In college I was already known as a girl who had been 
in 2 relationships in 6 months. And both with good 
looking guys whom other girls had crushes on. Naturally 
a lot of girls started being bitches around me. 
Especially the good-looking and smart ones who were my 
"equals" so to say.

One more thing had happened. Ever since that 
conversation with Burt about risk taking and 
exhibitionism I had started thinking about those things 
a lot. I read stories on the subject on the internet. I 
fantasised about it while masturbating. And I 
fantasised about it while having sex with Sharad. I 
would imagine being naked on the balcony of my 
apartment, on the terrace, on the street, late at 
night. At home I would be naked when my roommate was 
not around.

Once when my roommate was away for a few days I was 
online around midnight when Burt logged in. We chatted 
about this and that, he told me about his day, I told 
him about mine. All mundane stuff. Then I decided to 
broach the topic I had been too shy to talk about for 
months with him. In fact after that time, even he had 
never spoken about sex.

Neha: Burt, I have something to tell you.

Burt: Another boyfriend? :)

Neha: Noooooo!

Burt: Haha, sorry. What then?

Neha: Ever since that day when we chatted, I have been 
thinking a lot about exhibitionism and risk taking

Burt: Ah

Neha: I keep imagining myself in those situations and 
it turns me on a lot

Burt: That's understandable. 

Neha: In fact whenever I had sex with Sharad, I would 
imagine myself naked with him on the terrace of my 
building.

Burt: Nice.

For the next half hour I told Burt about all my 
fantasies. He listened with a great deal of interest.

Burt: You are very imaginative and creative, Neha. 

Neha: hehe

Burt: Now I have a question for you.

Neha: Shoot

Burt: Are you ready to actually enact some of these 
fantasies?

Neha: What??? Nooooooooo!

Burt: Neha, come on, it's me. Ol' Burt. It's been one 
and a half we have been chatting. I know how you think.

Neha: Wellllll...........

Burt: Have you never considered it?

Neha: Yes I have. But I am too chicken for it.

Burt: You know, I could help you out if you want

Neha: Help me out? How?

Burt: See, I am sure you chicken out when you are 
alone. Try doing those things while I am online. I'll 
talk you into doing them. Often even command them. 
Maybe that'll brace you for it.

Neha: Hmmmmmm......

Burt: For instance....what time is it there right now?

Neha: 1:30 a.m.

Burt: OK. Your apartment has a balcony right?

Neha: Yes

What is in front of it?

Neha: There is a small street and beyond that is 
another building.

Burt: I see. And what floor are you on?

Neha: Third.

Burt: OK, just go out to the balcony and see who all 
are there. Then come and tell me.

I went out to the balcony. The street was fully empty. 
The building opposite mine had a lot of balconies and 
windows. There was no one on any of the balconies and 
the windows were dark. My city slept early. I came in 
an described the whole scene to Burt.

Burt: OK. Good. Now tell me, what are you wearing?

Neha: What I always wear to bed. Shorts and a t-shirt. 

Burt: OK. Bra?

Neha: Nope, never wear a bra to bed. Panties are there 
though.

My cheeks flushed as I typed this. This almost seemed 
like cyber-sex, a concept I found stupid.

Burt: OK. Now here's what you should do. Go to the 
balcony again. Make sure there's no one on the street 
and on the balconies. Then take off your shirt. Stand 
there for a full minute, and then wear it again and 
come back.

Neha: Yeah right. If someone sees me....

Burt: That's the thrill don't you see. The risk.

Neha: Actually I do. 

Burt: Well then?

Neha: OK, here goes nothing.

I stepped out into the balcony. The street was still 
deserted. The other building was still dark and quiet. 
I stood there for a few seconds, then took a deep 
breath and gradually pulled my t-shirt off. My nipples 
hardened instantly as the gentle breeze touched them. I 
stood there, wondering how I would know if a minute was 
up. As I stood there topless I looked at the empty 
balconies and waved at my imaginary spectators. I 
pinched my nipples and moaned. This felt great. Better 
than I ever fantasized. 

Then I heard a car engine in the distance and 
immediately ran inside.

Neha: OK, did it.

Burt: Great! How did it feel?

Neha: Amazing.

Burt: Did your nipples go erect?

Neha: More than every before. 

Burt: Great job. Congrats on your first step. Are you 
still topless?

Neha: Ummm, yes.

Burt: Good. Ready for the next task at once?

Neha: Maybe in a few minutes.

Burt: OK, cool

For the next few minutes I described to him in detail 
my experience. A while later when the clock said 2:15 
a.m.,

Burt: Ready for the next task?

Neha: Yes, guess so

Burt: OK. Earlier you went out, made sure it was safe 
and then took your top off. It was almost risk-free. 
This time, you walk into the balcony topless, thus 
risking that someone who might have come on the balcony 
will see you.

Neha: OK....

Burt: Now if you see someone, you immediately run back 
inside. I don't think you are ready for full scale 
exhibitionism yet. 

Neha: OK. And if I don't see anyone?

Burt: Then you take off your shorts, and stand there 
for a minute. If no one sees you, you then take off 
your panties, fully naked. 

Just listening to the idea of my being fully naked made 
me wet.

Neha: OK

Burt: Then sit on the balcony ledge for a minute and 
come back.

Neha: OK. Going.

Burt: good luck

I walked towards the balcony door, topless. I gradually 
stepped into the balcony, and quickly ran my eyes over 
the surroundings. Still dark and quiet. The breeze had 
gotten stronger. I stood there for a while before 
removing my shorts and stood there in my black panties. 
I walked around the small balcony for the next minute 
or so, and then stripped off my panties. I was now 
completely naked in my balcony. Fully naked. 

The breeze touched all parts of my body and I broke out 
into goose pimples. I was wet down there.

I then put my hands on the balcony ledge and hitched 
myself up. I was now sitting on the ledge with by butt 
outwards. I turned my body from my waist to expose my 
breasts to my imaginary spectators. I heard another 
vehicle approaching from the distance. This time I 
didn't run in. I reasoned with myself, the car is on 
the road and I am on the third floor. It is dark. There 
is no way anyone in the car will notice me.

I surprised myself with my boldness as the car drove 
by. I am quite sure the driver didn't notice me, and if 
he did, he didn't give any indications of it. After 
what was surely at least 5 minutes I walked back 
inside, still naked, unable to believe that what had 
just happened was reality and not a fantasy.

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