Confession #2523

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I’m a 22 year old girl. I recently moved to India with my family due to my dad’s job. More specifically in Delhi. So, I decided to complete my college here.

At first, I was really surprised by how the guys would always stare at me and desperately try to get to know me. This was new to me and I thought it was because I hadn’t been in a different country before. And let me tell you, maybe it’s just my taste, but most of them were NOT attractive at all. I don’t mean to be racist, but I’m only stating that I find many of them unattractive.

They’d try to invite me to events or hangouts and sometimes ask me out on dates. This is all normal and fine. But they even found my Instagram and Facebook when I never told anyone about it? At that point, the follow-requests kept coming and most of them were from dudes from the college. But I didn’t mind it that much.

I asked my friends who were also studying in other Indian colleges whether they had similar experiences. Some did and some didn’t. Those who could relate to it told me they hated it and would always try to walk around in groups with other girls. One pointed out that this may be because I’m a foreigner. They said that guys often chase around girls here and if it’s a white girl, they do it even more.

Now, this did creep me out a bit but I’d be lying to you if I said it didn’t make me excited to some extent. You see, I’m kind of a pervert. I started wearing skimpy clothes whenever outside my dorm room to catch the boys staring at my body.

One day, when a guy asked me to hang out with him, I decided to wear a low-cut spaghetti top without a bra. The material wasn’t see-through so it was fine being braless. But it was quite loose and was held by very thin straps on my shoulders showing a lot of cleavage. As soon as I got out wearing that, all the guys started staring at me and I had butterflies in my stomach.

I met the guy who wanted to hang out and as soon as he saw me, he couldn’t stop after seeing my outfit. We walk

March 25, 2021 |
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2021-03-27 13:39:52

That is a h**l of a story! WTF!

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2021-03-25 11:19:20

You should become the college s**t and do it with every guy you see. Even the janitors and other workers.

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2021-03-25 10:50:59

Interesting story.

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2021-03-25 10:48:32

They all looked at me at once. It was clear that they knew me, or about the things I do. But I didn’t know them. When I reached them, they greeted me and I greeted back politely. But then they asked me where I was going. It was a weird question since I didn’t even know them but a naughty thought occurred to me. I said, “To the washroom. I’m feeling very sticky…”

They didn’t understand what I meant and I kept walking toward the door. When I reached the door, I looked at them and removed my panties from under my skirt right in front of them, and quickly went inside while hearing cheers of excitement from behind me.

I was already so wet that I entered one of the cubicles and fingered myself into bliss.

As I said before, this memory still scares me but it also never fails to excite me thinking about what could have happened if they decided to follow me inside.

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2021-03-25 10:48:10

I met the guy who wanted to hang out and as soon as he saw me, he couldn’t stop after seeing my outfit. We walked around, inside the campus, just talking, and he kept glancing at my b***s. Seeing him look away whenever I caught him staring was pretty amusing. And whenever we walked past a group of boys, I’d pretend to adjust my strap and pull it away from my b***s, to try to give them a glimpse of my nipples. I was pretty turned on at this point, so I went back to my room and made love to my fingers.

But the most daring and perverted thing I did, which kind of still scares me whenever I think about it, is when I was walking to the washroom through the corridor. It was almost empty because classes were going on. This was several months after joining. So I already had a reputation of being showy. I was wearing a very short skirt and there were a bunch of guys, just chilling by the lockers between me and the washroom.

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