This is my very first tryout as a story teller. I am posting a small portion of what will follow. If I get replies and interests, I will continue, otherwise.............
PS. Base of the story is inspired by some other writers of the blog, but the story in someway is unique. So, I am apologizing if I offended anyone at the very first place.....
Madhuri's Fate
Prologue
Madhuri was watching television. She was alone in the house. Her husband was at his workplace. She was a 24 years old housewife who lived her entire life in Delhi. Only three years ago she got married with Ashish, a promising IT manager. He was posted in Delhi. But at the 2nd year of their marriage, he got mix up with some petty corruption in his office. Though nothing could be proven, but he got the penalty. He was forced to resign from the Job. He was jobless for almost 10 months and that time, Madhuri had to take initiative and with her glamor and intelligence she was able to get a satisfactory job. After a long search he found a new carrier with a bank, but eventually he was transferred to this small town near Goa.
She and her husband recently moved in and purchased a house outskirt of the town. Before marriage she was always a very open minded girl, who likes to dress smartly and flirt with guys. She lost her virginity at 21 and after that she went nonstop. One after another she changed her partner and just before marriage she fucked 20 young lads. Her husband was one of them, and he knew about her adventures nature. He himself fucked her with 2 of his friends. They had done it several times before marriage.
Their sex life after marriage was good. Ashish had a strong body and an average size penis. First 6 months after marriage they fucked almost every day, but then it got a little slower. Though her previous sex experiences were pretty wilder, but still she started to enjoy her married life. As Ashish fucked her with friends before, he insisted to Madhuri to try that to boost their sex life. Ashish tried several time, Madhuri did not agree to do this in Delhi.
Their neighborhood, where they are currently living, was a little poorer and there was a very big slum area close by. If she wanted to go to the market, she will have to cross that place.
After her husband left, she started to get bore. Nothing to do in the house. She thought that, she would be needing some new outfits. The dresses of her collection is not that conservative for this part of the country. When she go out with t-shirt and shorts, she found constant gaze of guys.
Oh, I forgot to give the description of Madhuris ample figure. Her vital statistics is 34D 24 33. Her carves were very attractive and sexy. He stomach was flat compared to other Indian women of her age due to her regular jogging she used to do in Delhi. She was not sure whether she would be able to continue her jogging.
She looked at her watch and the time was 12.00 PM. She got ready to go out with her usual Jeans and a loose fitting t-shirt. She started towards the marketplace and saw a bunch of guys sitting near a make shift tea stall. She immediate felt their stare on her busty bosom. When she was crossing they started to make nasty comments targeting her curvy hip and bouncing boobs. One guy said, hey guys, can you tell how much her melons will cost? All the guys laughed at this. Then another guy added, Just look at her butt, it is just like a Tanpura.
Madhuris face burnt, but at the same time she felt a sensational tingle and moistness between her legs. She ignored their teasing and continued her journey towards the market with a quicker pace.
At the tailor shop:
The market place was very big, but it was not that crowded as it was almost noon. She first entered a clothing shop and bought several pieces of Saree with blouse piece and fabrics for petticoat and salwar-kamiz. Then she looked for tailor shop and found several. She finally selected one whose needlework was better than others. After entering for the second time, she was greeted by the Muslim tailor and a young boy again. There was no other person at that time. She asked, Masterji, can you stitch me some blouse-petticoat and salwar-kamiz with these fabrics?
PS. Base of the story is inspired by some other writers of the blog, but the story in someway is unique. So, I am apologizing if I offended anyone at the very first place.....
Madhuri's Fate
Prologue
Madhuri was watching television. She was alone in the house. Her husband was at his workplace. She was a 24 years old housewife who lived her entire life in Delhi. Only three years ago she got married with Ashish, a promising IT manager. He was posted in Delhi. But at the 2nd year of their marriage, he got mix up with some petty corruption in his office. Though nothing could be proven, but he got the penalty. He was forced to resign from the Job. He was jobless for almost 10 months and that time, Madhuri had to take initiative and with her glamor and intelligence she was able to get a satisfactory job. After a long search he found a new carrier with a bank, but eventually he was transferred to this small town near Goa.
She and her husband recently moved in and purchased a house outskirt of the town. Before marriage she was always a very open minded girl, who likes to dress smartly and flirt with guys. She lost her virginity at 21 and after that she went nonstop. One after another she changed her partner and just before marriage she fucked 20 young lads. Her husband was one of them, and he knew about her adventures nature. He himself fucked her with 2 of his friends. They had done it several times before marriage.
Their sex life after marriage was good. Ashish had a strong body and an average size penis. First 6 months after marriage they fucked almost every day, but then it got a little slower. Though her previous sex experiences were pretty wilder, but still she started to enjoy her married life. As Ashish fucked her with friends before, he insisted to Madhuri to try that to boost their sex life. Ashish tried several time, Madhuri did not agree to do this in Delhi.
Their neighborhood, where they are currently living, was a little poorer and there was a very big slum area close by. If she wanted to go to the market, she will have to cross that place.
After her husband left, she started to get bore. Nothing to do in the house. She thought that, she would be needing some new outfits. The dresses of her collection is not that conservative for this part of the country. When she go out with t-shirt and shorts, she found constant gaze of guys.
Oh, I forgot to give the description of Madhuris ample figure. Her vital statistics is 34D 24 33. Her carves were very attractive and sexy. He stomach was flat compared to other Indian women of her age due to her regular jogging she used to do in Delhi. She was not sure whether she would be able to continue her jogging.
She looked at her watch and the time was 12.00 PM. She got ready to go out with her usual Jeans and a loose fitting t-shirt. She started towards the marketplace and saw a bunch of guys sitting near a make shift tea stall. She immediate felt their stare on her busty bosom. When she was crossing they started to make nasty comments targeting her curvy hip and bouncing boobs. One guy said, hey guys, can you tell how much her melons will cost? All the guys laughed at this. Then another guy added, Just look at her butt, it is just like a Tanpura.
Madhuris face burnt, but at the same time she felt a sensational tingle and moistness between her legs. She ignored their teasing and continued her journey towards the market with a quicker pace.
At the tailor shop:
The market place was very big, but it was not that crowded as it was almost noon. She first entered a clothing shop and bought several pieces of Saree with blouse piece and fabrics for petticoat and salwar-kamiz. Then she looked for tailor shop and found several. She finally selected one whose needlework was better than others. After entering for the second time, she was greeted by the Muslim tailor and a young boy again. There was no other person at that time. She asked, Masterji, can you stitch me some blouse-petticoat and salwar-kamiz with these fabrics?