24-08-2022, 02:04 AM
This story is absolutely a work of fiction, written only as per the author’s imagination. Resemblance to any character or incident is purely coincidental and unintentional. This is only for adults and the author do not support forced sex in reality
Story:
Shreyashi always knew she was a beautiful bengali girl. All through her adolescence she was aware of all the male attention she received and her figure only augmented the fact that she was beautiful and desirable or perhaps irresistible! With a 34C bra size her bosom was a treat for all those lusty eyes that always found their way down from her face to the the front of the tight top she would normally wear. With a waist line of 28 she had the perfect bit of flesh around her hips that made for an irrestible bong beauty. And her butt of 36..she knew boys and men both would give it everythng to get a feel or just have a stare when she would walk down the road swinging that sexy ass of hers to the lusty world of male imagination.
Even at 21 she was a virgin. The more astounding fact was that she was still single. Her friends in her college wouldn’t believe her.. At a height of 5 feet 4 inches, and with that sexy figure to couple with long hair and a very fair skin, it was beyond everyone’s imagination how could she still be single! The reason she only knew. For her family was a conservative bengali family. Having a relation before marriage even in this present century was considered a punishable dare. And so as for Shreyashi, she had to pass out her brimming feminine youth without much male company.
However, Shreyashi always had the desire to explore herself, her sexuality, but in her mind she had prepared herself to submit to that one lucky man who would have her as his wife. She was confident that she would live up to her family expectations to be a ‘good girl’… Until that very fateful day.
Being from the conservative background, Shreyashi never much had the opportunity to be as fashionable and modern in her dressing as some of her friends, but everyone including her knew if she was to be even half as exposing in her dressing as them with that hot and sexy body of hers, then that would be more than enough to stretch all the dirty and lusty male imaginations around her. The most that she would do was to wear tight tops, that exposed very little skin, however that was more than one could ask for. With such huge watermelons struggling to be free from the cage of her bra, such tight tops was enough to steal all the attention of the guys from the girls in short dresses to her in an almost unexposed skin attire!
A very rare ocassion was those special days when she would come wearing saree. Oh wow! There wouldn’t be any man from as young as 14-15 to as old as 70 who wouldnt stare blatantly at her. That was the lucky day for the guys for they would get glimpses of her glowing white skin around her belly, and even steal a view of her navel, if they were even more lucky. On some days when she would be a little more enthusiastic in wearing a particularly low cut blouse both in front and at back, she would always find guys, junior and senior hanging around her unnecessarily, stealing those intentional touches on her arms, back and even on her ass. When such things happened for the first time she was a little uncomfortable, but with time she learnt to bear with it. Its not that she always enjoys it, but that feminist notion of ‘poor guys’ what else can they do other than just these small touches, would make her laugh in her mind about the tail wagging nature of all those guys. But little did she know that all men weren’t the same. Some could go that extra distance to cross the line from where her life could get destroyed forever. A beauty like her, with such a sexy hot body, its always a danger from the lust filled devils, but she was so confident, nothing can happen to her!
It was the monsoon season in Kolkata. That day there was a function in Shreyashi’s college. She was very excited about it all and she chose to wear a saree to college for the program. Now her college was 16 km from her house and she would normally take a bus. That day she decided to wear a white saree with a black sleeveless blouse. Sleeveless wasn’t something that her family agreed to her wearing but she had convinced her parents somehow, and even with their odd glare as she left her house for her college in that white saree and border matching black sleeveless blouse that exposed a lot of her back, she was very happy in her mind for this is the first time she was wearing such a dress outside her house. The blouse had a knot string just below her neck and a hook around her breasts at the back. The straps were pretty thin for her standards and almost 3/4th of her back was bare. To add to that she had even worn her saree quite low, exposing her navel. She could feel all the eyes on her exposed skin. It was something new. Before there were eyes on her, but there was always a piece of cloth covering the parts where they would gaze. But now it’s different. Shreyashi could feel the male eyes on her bare back, the belly button, her exposed soft white arms. She was feeling hot.
Amidst all this however she was excited about the function. She put the perfect make up and was to head for the college. She knew about the danger of travelling in this attire in the crowded bus especially at the rush hours of Kolkata and so had taken a cab to her college. For the entire journey she caught the cab driver looking at her boobs through the rear view mirror. It was as if he was watering in his mouth seeing her. Shreyashi was so uncomfortable. His gaze gave her the impression that he was thinking a lot of dirty things about her in her mind. She was disgusted, but kept her cool as she didn’t want to get upset before the function. At last her college arrived and Shreyashi got off as soon as she could, but the middle aged driver kept on staring at her swinging ass as she paced to enter her college. She was unaware that he was massaging the hard on that only her looks had given the lusty cab driver.
At the function, Shreyashi was the star of attraction. And also the object of envy for all the other girls because there wasn’t any guy who would even look at anyone else other than her. There were random guys complimenting her about how she was looking and all other flatteries that she very gently avoided them being too personal to her. Even those rowdy bad guys of the college who already had the dirty eyes on Shreyashi found it too difficult to resist her that day. She was overwhelmed by all the attention, it made her feel like a queen. Bt little did she know that being the queen was such a curse!
Story:
Shreyashi always knew she was a beautiful bengali girl. All through her adolescence she was aware of all the male attention she received and her figure only augmented the fact that she was beautiful and desirable or perhaps irresistible! With a 34C bra size her bosom was a treat for all those lusty eyes that always found their way down from her face to the the front of the tight top she would normally wear. With a waist line of 28 she had the perfect bit of flesh around her hips that made for an irrestible bong beauty. And her butt of 36..she knew boys and men both would give it everythng to get a feel or just have a stare when she would walk down the road swinging that sexy ass of hers to the lusty world of male imagination.
Even at 21 she was a virgin. The more astounding fact was that she was still single. Her friends in her college wouldn’t believe her.. At a height of 5 feet 4 inches, and with that sexy figure to couple with long hair and a very fair skin, it was beyond everyone’s imagination how could she still be single! The reason she only knew. For her family was a conservative bengali family. Having a relation before marriage even in this present century was considered a punishable dare. And so as for Shreyashi, she had to pass out her brimming feminine youth without much male company.
However, Shreyashi always had the desire to explore herself, her sexuality, but in her mind she had prepared herself to submit to that one lucky man who would have her as his wife. She was confident that she would live up to her family expectations to be a ‘good girl’… Until that very fateful day.
Being from the conservative background, Shreyashi never much had the opportunity to be as fashionable and modern in her dressing as some of her friends, but everyone including her knew if she was to be even half as exposing in her dressing as them with that hot and sexy body of hers, then that would be more than enough to stretch all the dirty and lusty male imaginations around her. The most that she would do was to wear tight tops, that exposed very little skin, however that was more than one could ask for. With such huge watermelons struggling to be free from the cage of her bra, such tight tops was enough to steal all the attention of the guys from the girls in short dresses to her in an almost unexposed skin attire!
A very rare ocassion was those special days when she would come wearing saree. Oh wow! There wouldn’t be any man from as young as 14-15 to as old as 70 who wouldnt stare blatantly at her. That was the lucky day for the guys for they would get glimpses of her glowing white skin around her belly, and even steal a view of her navel, if they were even more lucky. On some days when she would be a little more enthusiastic in wearing a particularly low cut blouse both in front and at back, she would always find guys, junior and senior hanging around her unnecessarily, stealing those intentional touches on her arms, back and even on her ass. When such things happened for the first time she was a little uncomfortable, but with time she learnt to bear with it. Its not that she always enjoys it, but that feminist notion of ‘poor guys’ what else can they do other than just these small touches, would make her laugh in her mind about the tail wagging nature of all those guys. But little did she know that all men weren’t the same. Some could go that extra distance to cross the line from where her life could get destroyed forever. A beauty like her, with such a sexy hot body, its always a danger from the lust filled devils, but she was so confident, nothing can happen to her!
It was the monsoon season in Kolkata. That day there was a function in Shreyashi’s college. She was very excited about it all and she chose to wear a saree to college for the program. Now her college was 16 km from her house and she would normally take a bus. That day she decided to wear a white saree with a black sleeveless blouse. Sleeveless wasn’t something that her family agreed to her wearing but she had convinced her parents somehow, and even with their odd glare as she left her house for her college in that white saree and border matching black sleeveless blouse that exposed a lot of her back, she was very happy in her mind for this is the first time she was wearing such a dress outside her house. The blouse had a knot string just below her neck and a hook around her breasts at the back. The straps were pretty thin for her standards and almost 3/4th of her back was bare. To add to that she had even worn her saree quite low, exposing her navel. She could feel all the eyes on her exposed skin. It was something new. Before there were eyes on her, but there was always a piece of cloth covering the parts where they would gaze. But now it’s different. Shreyashi could feel the male eyes on her bare back, the belly button, her exposed soft white arms. She was feeling hot.
Amidst all this however she was excited about the function. She put the perfect make up and was to head for the college. She knew about the danger of travelling in this attire in the crowded bus especially at the rush hours of Kolkata and so had taken a cab to her college. For the entire journey she caught the cab driver looking at her boobs through the rear view mirror. It was as if he was watering in his mouth seeing her. Shreyashi was so uncomfortable. His gaze gave her the impression that he was thinking a lot of dirty things about her in her mind. She was disgusted, but kept her cool as she didn’t want to get upset before the function. At last her college arrived and Shreyashi got off as soon as she could, but the middle aged driver kept on staring at her swinging ass as she paced to enter her college. She was unaware that he was massaging the hard on that only her looks had given the lusty cab driver.
At the function, Shreyashi was the star of attraction. And also the object of envy for all the other girls because there wasn’t any guy who would even look at anyone else other than her. There were random guys complimenting her about how she was looking and all other flatteries that she very gently avoided them being too personal to her. Even those rowdy bad guys of the college who already had the dirty eyes on Shreyashi found it too difficult to resist her that day. She was overwhelmed by all the attention, it made her feel like a queen. Bt little did she know that being the queen was such a curse!
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