Real life Journey of a introvert shy girl

[divyanigpta]

Hello everyone,

I would be starting my story soon. Its my journey over the years from being a introvert reserved shy girl to now a recently married slut housewife. This story would be slow at start because I want people to know my real journey of how I became what I am today. I always wanted to share my story with others because I am sure there are many others like me specially girls in this forum and else where in world who go through the same things as me

I have always been very shy and reserved unable to openly make friends. My only way of being honest  with myself was through reading sex stories on various forums including xossip, xossipy and many others. I used to and still spend hours reading these stories living my world through them. They have taught be alot good, bad & ugly and I truly believe I am what I am today because of the influence of these stories on my life & fantasies.

Slut is a very vaguely defined word for me. For alot of us girls it is connected with shame and guilt. But slowly through of all the men and experiences I had during this journey of mine, I have come to realize it is who m I. And it is what I need to accept in my life. I hope people would understand me.

I dont know if someone is born a slut and you become one. (I would like your honest comments & thoughts on this)

The story would be my journey from when I was in 12th Standard and how I came across these forums and how my life slolwy changed. I would try to be completely honest with my readers and myself writing these stories but since alot of these incidences are 10 years old I might have to add few things to make them hot for my readers.

Lots of Love,
Divyani Gupta

[divyanigpta]

Hi I am Divyani, 28. I have been happily married to the most amazing guy Sahil. I am lucky to have an understanding and open husband like him. 

We have been married from the past 2 years and we have the most amazing sex life. I am husband always had cuckold tendency which helped us live alot of our fantasies. I can proudly call my self a slut wife. 

Looking back from today. I wonder how life  got me to this point. 

I belonged to a conservative family in Delhi. My father Vikram was a businessman.  He was a very religious person. My mother Kamna was always into temples and superstitious. Growing up in vegetarian family our family did not even eat onion & garlic. I never allowed to make male friends and was sent to a convent college. 

My college skirt always came way below my knees. Everyone at college called me 'behanji'. 

Till my 12th standard I had no idea about porn or masturbation. I always considered those things a SIN. 

Being brought up in such a background I was a very shy & reserved girl. I was a fair good looking girl with small boobs (32a) and a slim body. It was hard for me to make friends. 

I used to sit alone in class. But never made any friends. Slowly i started folding my skirt from waist so it came to my knees. One day coming back from my college. My bus stop was a small walk from my house. As I was walking back, a car approched me. I saw a old man siting inside. He stoped the car next to me. 

Old Man - What is the way to *** town 3?
As i was telling him the way I saw he had his cock out of his pants. While staring at my legs he started shaking of his cock. It was first time I saw a cock and i froze. Before i could react i saw his body shaking and White cum cuming out of his cock all over his hand. 

Suddenly he pushed his hand out rubbed all his cum on my hand n drove away. My hand was all sticky I didnt know what to do. I rushed home kept looking at my hand. Not understanding what it was. 

As soon i entered my home i rushed to room to wash my hand. But first smelling his cum. It felt wierd. I was very guilty and thought it happened because I was folding my skirt making it shorter. 

[abcturbine]

Congratulations for starting the thread....
You have high caliber of writing.....
Keep going as you thought.....
Promising start......

[Nishales]

Continue the story

[blackdesk]

ohhh what a marvelous writing, so well written yet very kinky. please write more. kindly make it longest story.

[smiley.rana]

It looks to be an awesome story.. very promising.. but pls give fast updates

[abcturbine]

No updates yet....
Kindly update as soon as possible...

[divyanigpta]

Sorry for the late reply..

Days past and i kept thinking about that man and the incident.. Alot of times coming back from college i would imagine if i would see him again.. But the guilt inside was killing me.

As board exams were approaching we started having extra classes. I sued to take an auto back from college to home after my classes. One day unfortunately there was an auto stick and unwillingly i had to take a public bus.

I was standing on the bus stop I could see men staring at me specially my legs which made me uncomfortable. Little did I knw this was common for all girls traveling by public bus. As the bus approached there was rush of crowd trying to enter the bus and i was unable to get inside.

A old men was standing very close me.. He asked me if It was my first time traveling by public bus and I nodded.

As the second bus approached the old man held my hand tightly and literally pushed me inside the bus by holding my bums. Even as we were inside the bus his hand was still pressing my ass. But all I could say was "Thank You" for helping me inside.

The bus was full of men and few women mostly belonging to lower middle class background. The bus was smelling was sweat. After few minutes I could still feel the old man hand pressing my ass.. I looked at him he was probably in his 40s and looked unkept with dirty clothes. I tried to move his hand away but he said Dont worry I would help you balance since its your first time in a public bus.

Even though i was feelin awkward I couldnt say anything.. He introduced himself as 'Ramesh' and asked my name.. Even though I didnt want to I told him my name Divyani. He kept making small talks about my college and why I am travelling by bus all the while constantly pressing my ass.

After sometime, the driver applied a strong break and I went falling in front . Unfortunately my face went crashing towards the raised arms of a guy standing in front of me.. Before I could realize Ramesh pushed his hand inside my skirt from the bottom and I froze. My face was buried under the arms of the man in front and the musky smell was making me vomitish. As I tried to take my face out Ramesh was pushing his hand under skirt playing with my thighs. He pushed me more to front.. As, I am of shortish height my face was right under the sweaty armpits of the man in the front.

I was stuck between a rock and a hard place. If I moved forward I would have to burry my face under the mans underarms And if I moved back I would give more access to Ramesh under my skirt. Soon he started to press my ass over my panties. After few minutes when he was sure I will not make a sound he started rubbing my pussy over my panty. It was first time someone was touching me there. I was scared and embarrassed of getting caught and letting a unknown stranger to touch me there. He smiled at me said "Beti you are wet". Soon I could see my bus stop approaching, I told him I need to get off. He kept rubbing my pussy and said same time tomorrow. I didnt say anything and I rushed towards the gate. Since his hand was inside my skirt as I was rushing the skirt was pulled up from back. I don't how many men were able to see my panty.