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After we had been married for 20 years, my wife's refusal to talk about her past began to irritate me. Finally she told me that about 6 years before we got married she spent most of a year turning tricks. She and a girlfriend would go to a hotel bar, make eye contact with guys, and within a few minutes would be in the guy's room fucking him. $50. She said she did it for the money, but mostly just to get laid more often, even though she was quite pretty then. During that year she fucked 200-300 guys. She never used condoms, but managed to avoid STD's altogether. After she quit hooking because she was afraid of getting arrested, she hooked up with a lot of guys- a LOT of guys, and just kept on fucking. Her story blew me away. The hooking I could forgive- I wasn't in the picture yet, and I am not a jealous guy. But lying about it for 20 years while raising a family, that made me angry. Since then, while married, I am pretty sure she has had affairs, but she denies it. We struggled with it for a long time, then came to an accomodation: each of us could fuck anyone we wanted any way we wanted as long as we are discrete and never embarrass the other. This seems to be working out, except that she still doesn't tell me when she gets laid. I always tell her. I guess she is just too closed up about sex to be able to tell me the truth. Meanwhile, our sex with each other is a lot better than it ever was in the past.

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I am an exhibitionist. It all started when I was in eighth standard. We used to live in a three storey building. I had just found out the pleasures of masturbation. I didn't have access to the internet so I had to rely on FTV and other English channels for my sexual entertainment. I used to patiently wait for my parents to go out on some errands. Once I was sure that they won't be back for an hour or two, I would get naked and switch on the TV and tune in to the English channels. I used to be so horny that even I could get off on even a kissing or partially nude scene. I used to roam the entire length and breadth of the house stark naked. After a while, when this started getting boring, I decided to take the thrill up a notch by trying to get out of my house naked. I would first wear something and then go outside to check if my neighbors were at home. When I was sure that they weren't, I would slowly sneak out in the hallway in just my towel. After spending a few minutes getting confident, I would remove my towel and walk around naked. Slowly I expanded my area and started to access the terrace and stood there naked for few minutes before returning back to my room. This went on for a while, before we moved to a new place. The new house was an independent one with proper boundaries surrounding it. I spent the first few days surveying the neighborhood and studying my neighbors. Once I got the first chance alone, I restarted my activities; standing stark naked in my verandah or terrace, all the while feeling nervous as well as excited. The experience and the tension was pure magic. The feeling that someone might be watching you in your naked glory was what got me excited and horny. After standing outside for a while, I would come inside and quickly jerk off. Sometimes when I was very horny, I would eat my cum. I was thin at that time and bit flexible too; once or maybe twice I even managed to lick and suck my own dick. It was one of the most awesome moment of my life. These activities however slowly dwindled as I grew older. Now I live in a different city away from my parents. Once or twice, when I am alone in a deserted area, I would make sure to strip and jerk off and sometimes if I am lucky, I would be caught in my act my unsuspecting strangers who would quickly turn away and pretend that they didn't see anything. I know what I do is wrong but still....

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