26-05-2019, 09:43 AM
Erotic Life
This is Ishitha, and I am a married housewife for 3 years. Till now, every part of my life has been an awesome experience. Even before marriage, with the amount of freedom I got from my parents, I have not experienced such erotic moments.
So to give some background, I belong to a very rich family. My father is into textile business and also has a chain of restaurants and pubs. In my teens, I realized my father was very busy and did not have time to take care of me so much.
Also, my mom was the party types - she was always busy with her 'Ladies group' at her club and was always busy with hosting parties etc. Not that she ignored me, but it all resulted in me getting a lot of freedom all the time. My parents never really bothered to ask me why I was late to come home or anything - and I always enjoyed that. As soon I turned 18 and enrolled in a college in Mumbai, I realized what the freedom had done to me.
I was never really interested in studies, but I was a lot into fashion and modeling. I also did a couple of ads that were advertised on TV channels. Well, I wouldn't mind telling you guys that I was quite a slut in college - not as much as you read about the sluts here, but yeah, I was one. In quite a few guys' words, I was pretty hot and good looking too, so I had a way around most of the things I did not want to do.
I also didn't mind being a source of enjoyment for guys. I mean, I of course did not want them to know I was easy to get, but I did not mind giving the edge to the guys I liked. As such, I always had around 3-4 guys who would do anything for me - except that I always agreed to go with them on tours as and when they wished. Frankly, everyone knew I was quite the slut - even the college professors I believe. But since there was no real problem I was creating and also because everyone wanted to take me to bed, nobody really considered it an issue.
I used to frequently go on tours with guys' groups, sometimes as the only girl among 6-7 guys, but I knew there wasn't going to be any issue. Truth be told, I loved to be the only girl for so many guys and the way they tried to seek my attention to get a chance to screw me was so cute!
Anyway, that's some background about my college days. I hardly studied and once I started modelling, I would enroll myself in every modelling fair in the city. Life was real fun during college!
And it was not like my parents had no idea about all my adventures, but I figured they just didn't mind it much. But as soon as I passed out of college, I guess my dad wanted to put an end to me being a slut and wanted to marry me off. Well, I did feel bad that I was not going to enjoy the life I wanted (didn't know back then that married life has an erotic thrill of its own), but settled for it as I did not want to disrespect my parents.
So my dad had a childhood friend called Mohanlal. They studied in the same college and college apparently and were very good friends. Our friends were not family friends per se as they lived in Calcutta and we in Mumbai, but my dad and Mohanlal uncle always kept in touch. They used to frequent each others houses and share a couple of drinks reminiscing their college and college days!
Mohanlal uncle had come to our home quite a few times, and he always treated me like his daughter. He was very polite and kind. He was not as rich as us, because his business had got a severe blow 5 years back, but still they belonged to the middle-class.
Apparently, Mohanlal had just one wish. He wanted to make me his 'bahu'. When my dad broke me this piece of news, I was a little apprehensive because I did not even know who their son was and what he was doing. My father however was adamant that I married him, or rather Mohanlal's son, end of story. I too saw the lad's photo, and he wasn't all that bad either, just that I hadn't met him before and that was going to be weird. Anyway, I went ahead, met him once at a coffee shop. I was quite impressed with his quick wit and humor. He was tall and handsome and carried quite the manly build with him. On our first meeting itself, we discussed quite a few things and I gave the green signal to my dad. The marriage date was fixed, and bam, I was married!
We were on the way to honeymoon to Switzerland, and damn was I excited. My hubby was the most interesting man I met, I felt. As soon as we were away in our own private cab to the airport, I hugged him and he gave me a gentle kiss on my lips - it was really romantic. The next few words though kinda blew my mind!
Vivek: Ishitha, I want to tell you something
Me: Go ahead darling
Vivek: I want to let you know that I have not been in a relationship till now. It's just that with dad and mom always keeping an eye on me, I haven't been able to get hold of a girl. As such, I have had all my horny fantasies to myself and never got a girl to execute them on anyone.
Me: Oh ok, so what?
Vivek: So I just want to let you know that I am really the luckiest man to find such a sexy wife like you, and I want to let you know that I am going to fuck you like a whore everyday of our married life till we get old. I hope you are ok with it!
Frankly, that came as a shock to me. I agree, a newly married man has all sorts of perverted fantasies and ideas of what he wants to do to his wife, but this was kinda unexpected for me. But, I was fine with it. I mean, c'mon I loved to get screwed too.
Me: Ok honey, I am all yours. Don't worry about anything, and I hope I can satisfy all your fantasies.
Vivek: Great, I love you Ishitha. I just want to strip you naked here itself and fuck you like a bitch!
With that he gave a hard slap on my boobs and gave me a deep passionate kiss on my lips biting them at will. Things were starting to take off, I thought!
I also told him then that I was not a virgin and that I had had sex with quite a few guys before marriage.
Vivek: I know, I enquired about you, and people tell me you are quite the slut. That's why I immediately agreed to marry you!
Wow, now that was something! This man was quite the pervert, and I loved it. I was looking forward to all the things that he was going to do to me. Man, I was sure I was going to love my married life!