13-01-2019, 04:14 PM
Meena - Saga of Tumultuous Sex Ch. 01
My name is Meena and I was born and raised on a farm in a small West UP town, had lot of fun and good time in my childhood and youth, but never crossed the line of propriety, our Family and culture values never allowed us to be anything other than glued to ideals and values, believe it or not, till I got married did not talk to any man other than my father and brothers.
Hence I certainly was not prepared for the fantastic things that have happened to me in the last year.
To tell you my story, I was obviously a virgin when I married Dinesh and everything was traditional from the time we got engaged till marriage and the 'first night' and everything after that, Dinesh and I would have our 'lovemaking' only in the Night and that too only now I learned it is called 'a missionary style' – no extras and all as per customary diktats.
We were everybody's "perfect couple" – he worked in the Army Depot at Meerut and I would teach at a local Central college. My colleagues and friends used to tell me that I am an extremely attractive woman and very sensual – never understood the meaning of these words – my World was my husband and nothing else. I always thought of myself as his property and these words did not excite me – is what I used to tell these people and they would laugh.
Dinesh worked hard for a lot of years, and, last year(18 months ago), got the "big" promotion and was transferred to Bangalore. We had to leave our little town for the first time in our lives. It was very scary, but our luck and the new Internet world gave us lot of confidence and we settled just outside of Bangalore in an Army Cantonment, and the people at our new colony were the greatest – making us feel at home, helping us settle in, etc.
As you can guess, I was the dumb little country girl in the big city for the first time – I had never been exposed to all the sex and violence and four-letter words in the "outside" world.
Dinesh and I were about even in the sex department, and I didn't believe people could do the things to each other that I have recently discovered they do Dinesh and I have been married nine years and we normally made love maybe two or three times a month, and, although I was unaware of this, I had never experienced an orgasm in all the years of my marriage. As mentioned we had sex in the traditional, "missionary" position, and as soon as Dinesh reached his climax, he would get up and take a shower, and then I'd take mine.
To me, the sex felt good but it meant more to see if we can have children and more of it was be sure he was happy, but I thought that was all there was to it – no big deal. We had never tried, or even discussed, oral sex or anything else for that matter.
Dinesh's new job keeps him on the road constantly and he is gone more than he's home. After some days he took voluntary retirement from the Army job and got into a private Construction company dealing in Real Estate and quickly made enough money allowing us to get some strength financially and we bought a house and moved to Bangalore, and the upkeep and expenses in the area are demanding compared to Meerut and even the outside Army Cantt where we had been staying.
Life quickly changed and very soon - we were ushered into a different world.
Reality of sex and its usage in the murky world of career and the politics around it came into our knowledge when in one party which we attended brought me to face to face with Dinesh's colleagues and his seniors - especially one Mr Rami Reddy - owner and very influential political leader and also a doyen in the Real Estate world.
He was eying me all through the party and his eyes were seriously undressing me at every given instance - though naive and rustic in my outlook - this did not escape my eye and it got fully evidenced when I witnessed something which made my hair stand up. I saw him with a lady who was my husband's colleague's wife in the same company - her name was Triisha and her husband Ramesh was a few roles junior to my husband and worked with him in the same team.
The picture in front of me was exceedingly obnoxious and meaningless and sinful but now can call it 'erotic' - a sight which made me wet in my pussy straightaway(though I was not prepared to accept or even understand it at that time) and the man had a mammoth prick(I learned this word only after this and these kind of episodes) - it was huge and the way she was getting see sawed by him standing in the balcony of the hall where the congregation was on - was brazen - shameless and extremely open.
She was kissing him all over his mouth and could see he saliva dripping into his mouth - and he with his pants down to his feet was screwing her standing leaning on the railing of the balcony and the married woman having her legs around her with the saree jostled around her waist.
They were in that position for full 15 minutes and was amazed when her bent his down to what must be her bosom and a ripping sound confirmed that the blouse was torn open and the final nail was the slurping - he was sucking on her boobs. Finally he started to grunt and she led him to his orgasm very easily -with her hands down between the legs - and fondling his balls -and he came with a strong shout. He had fucked her well - she looked a fucked woman to me - and before they noticed me - moved out from behind the curtain and came back to the sofa in the board room -and sat with a drink in my hand.
She returned first- and looked completely disheveled - and of course fucked. I was shaken beyond belief.
As I was still getting over it - my body started to sweat profusely - and the atmosphere inside the ball room was becoming reap stuffy. I decided to go out of the building for a while and quickly passed Dinesh and told him all that was seen on the Balcony - he looked at me in disbelief but a thing or two about the reasons behind it became apparent a few days later - when this man Ramesh got promoted and was brought to the same level as my husband.
Dinesh was very upset -and he was not prepared to accept this insult. He trusted his working abilities and was amazed that this had to happen to him. That night - we had little to do with sex - and was a worried night but - early morning at 5am, I got up and found him staring towards the roof in the Room. I got up on my haunches and slowly kissed him on his lips and could get his tears and he was silently weeping. I took his face in my hand," Dinu - we love each other. If this is hurting you - let us go back to Meerut and leave everything here."
"No - Meena - we will have to retaliate. I will suggest something - think of it and if you find it obnoxious- kill me or do it. I need your help. I must get my revenge on Ramesh" Dinesh looked menacing.
"What is it - tell me - what is it you think I can do - to help in this issue?" asked him.
"I was talking to my friend Patrick - he told me - the only cure to this is to match fist by fist. He told me that Rami was ogling you all through the party and later told a few guests - that he wanted to get you in his bed." he somehow managed to say this to his wife that was me.
I tried to meekly protest at first, "I am not surprised with what you have found out – it was evident that night at the Party when I saw the act between Ramesh's wife and your boss. I could easily understand the methods they employ to come up in life – am not too sure if that is what even we should stoop to and do – but let me tell you it is in your interest and if you think it will help you – will do anything you say or ask" it was no big deal to argue with him at this point of time – he was consumed with anguish and was in a fit of rage to take revenge.
And he was prepared to go any route and do whatever it takes to achieve the end result.
"Then listen – for the next one month – am going on leave – it will be a mix of paid and unpaid. We will be traveling to Goa and have organized a small staying accommodation and along with a couple – Raji and Suresh. They are from Tamil Nadu and will teach us methods to get even in such situations. After 3 weeks – you will become a sensuous slut for everyone who sees you – men will want you in bed and women will hate you for what you possess – and after that the first person who we will target with that charm will be Ramesh – you will fuck him right in front of his wife. She must know that the charm and sex in you is far more superior to her. And immediately after that Rami will make a beeline for you – you will not go for it easily – we will not give into him easily. We will take our time till he is begging for it – and then – it is our ask and he will give" my husband had done a lot of homework .
I was surprised at his change in the last 3-4 days.
"Why do we need to do all this – go to Goa and all this training? Am I not beautiful enough?" had a question.
"My dear wife – this is a world of artificiality and glitter. AS of today- you are not seen by them as a person who is in that league – Patrick was telling me – you are seen as a dumb rural lass – with no professional sex skills. And I agree – we perform just a normal act with each other – you need to learn a lot" he tried hard to explain and it was apparent that he was right.
I did not buy his point and told him to think something different and not stoop to this game – it was not going to be the right method – just because Trisha and Ramesh are thinking on these lines – it does not mean we all have to follow the same. I vehemently disagreed with him and asked him to get it out of his mind. He was very upset.
We had advertised for a tenant for the 1 room apartment adjacent to our dwelling and as a response to that – one day in the morning we received some 7 applications and Dinesh picked up a College going boy of around 19 years who wanted to stay there with his sister who looked elder to him studying with him at the same College. They looked suspicious to me – the boy and the girl did not have much of a resemblance and my mind was racing to tell Dinesh to check on that more seriously – he did listen to me but finally went on with giving it out to them.
It was nearly a month or so since they came to stay with us and nothing much of intrigue happened but well – it had to happen or maybe I just noticed it that day. I was coming out of the room to go to the back yard veranda and – noticed some movement in the bathroom belonging to the tenant (which was in the common area rented out to them) and slowly went towards it and heard some giggles and some words and some moans.
I went nearer to only hear but not able to see " Aaahhh how long will it be before you fuck me normally on a bed inside a Room again. How long will we have to continue to play this brother sister." the girl was saying.
"Just have some patience – we do not want to lose this house also – then we will end up being with out any accommodation – we must continue to depend on this bathroom for some more time. Aaah – put it inside and suck thee fingers – Aahh" the boy was desperate and it shocked me beyond comprehension. This had been my fear.
My name is Meena and I was born and raised on a farm in a small West UP town, had lot of fun and good time in my childhood and youth, but never crossed the line of propriety, our Family and culture values never allowed us to be anything other than glued to ideals and values, believe it or not, till I got married did not talk to any man other than my father and brothers.
Hence I certainly was not prepared for the fantastic things that have happened to me in the last year.
To tell you my story, I was obviously a virgin when I married Dinesh and everything was traditional from the time we got engaged till marriage and the 'first night' and everything after that, Dinesh and I would have our 'lovemaking' only in the Night and that too only now I learned it is called 'a missionary style' – no extras and all as per customary diktats.
We were everybody's "perfect couple" – he worked in the Army Depot at Meerut and I would teach at a local Central college. My colleagues and friends used to tell me that I am an extremely attractive woman and very sensual – never understood the meaning of these words – my World was my husband and nothing else. I always thought of myself as his property and these words did not excite me – is what I used to tell these people and they would laugh.
Dinesh worked hard for a lot of years, and, last year(18 months ago), got the "big" promotion and was transferred to Bangalore. We had to leave our little town for the first time in our lives. It was very scary, but our luck and the new Internet world gave us lot of confidence and we settled just outside of Bangalore in an Army Cantonment, and the people at our new colony were the greatest – making us feel at home, helping us settle in, etc.
As you can guess, I was the dumb little country girl in the big city for the first time – I had never been exposed to all the sex and violence and four-letter words in the "outside" world.
Dinesh and I were about even in the sex department, and I didn't believe people could do the things to each other that I have recently discovered they do Dinesh and I have been married nine years and we normally made love maybe two or three times a month, and, although I was unaware of this, I had never experienced an orgasm in all the years of my marriage. As mentioned we had sex in the traditional, "missionary" position, and as soon as Dinesh reached his climax, he would get up and take a shower, and then I'd take mine.
To me, the sex felt good but it meant more to see if we can have children and more of it was be sure he was happy, but I thought that was all there was to it – no big deal. We had never tried, or even discussed, oral sex or anything else for that matter.
Dinesh's new job keeps him on the road constantly and he is gone more than he's home. After some days he took voluntary retirement from the Army job and got into a private Construction company dealing in Real Estate and quickly made enough money allowing us to get some strength financially and we bought a house and moved to Bangalore, and the upkeep and expenses in the area are demanding compared to Meerut and even the outside Army Cantt where we had been staying.
Life quickly changed and very soon - we were ushered into a different world.
Reality of sex and its usage in the murky world of career and the politics around it came into our knowledge when in one party which we attended brought me to face to face with Dinesh's colleagues and his seniors - especially one Mr Rami Reddy - owner and very influential political leader and also a doyen in the Real Estate world.
He was eying me all through the party and his eyes were seriously undressing me at every given instance - though naive and rustic in my outlook - this did not escape my eye and it got fully evidenced when I witnessed something which made my hair stand up. I saw him with a lady who was my husband's colleague's wife in the same company - her name was Triisha and her husband Ramesh was a few roles junior to my husband and worked with him in the same team.
The picture in front of me was exceedingly obnoxious and meaningless and sinful but now can call it 'erotic' - a sight which made me wet in my pussy straightaway(though I was not prepared to accept or even understand it at that time) and the man had a mammoth prick(I learned this word only after this and these kind of episodes) - it was huge and the way she was getting see sawed by him standing in the balcony of the hall where the congregation was on - was brazen - shameless and extremely open.
She was kissing him all over his mouth and could see he saliva dripping into his mouth - and he with his pants down to his feet was screwing her standing leaning on the railing of the balcony and the married woman having her legs around her with the saree jostled around her waist.
They were in that position for full 15 minutes and was amazed when her bent his down to what must be her bosom and a ripping sound confirmed that the blouse was torn open and the final nail was the slurping - he was sucking on her boobs. Finally he started to grunt and she led him to his orgasm very easily -with her hands down between the legs - and fondling his balls -and he came with a strong shout. He had fucked her well - she looked a fucked woman to me - and before they noticed me - moved out from behind the curtain and came back to the sofa in the board room -and sat with a drink in my hand.
She returned first- and looked completely disheveled - and of course fucked. I was shaken beyond belief.
As I was still getting over it - my body started to sweat profusely - and the atmosphere inside the ball room was becoming reap stuffy. I decided to go out of the building for a while and quickly passed Dinesh and told him all that was seen on the Balcony - he looked at me in disbelief but a thing or two about the reasons behind it became apparent a few days later - when this man Ramesh got promoted and was brought to the same level as my husband.
Dinesh was very upset -and he was not prepared to accept this insult. He trusted his working abilities and was amazed that this had to happen to him. That night - we had little to do with sex - and was a worried night but - early morning at 5am, I got up and found him staring towards the roof in the Room. I got up on my haunches and slowly kissed him on his lips and could get his tears and he was silently weeping. I took his face in my hand," Dinu - we love each other. If this is hurting you - let us go back to Meerut and leave everything here."
"No - Meena - we will have to retaliate. I will suggest something - think of it and if you find it obnoxious- kill me or do it. I need your help. I must get my revenge on Ramesh" Dinesh looked menacing.
"What is it - tell me - what is it you think I can do - to help in this issue?" asked him.
"I was talking to my friend Patrick - he told me - the only cure to this is to match fist by fist. He told me that Rami was ogling you all through the party and later told a few guests - that he wanted to get you in his bed." he somehow managed to say this to his wife that was me.
I tried to meekly protest at first, "I am not surprised with what you have found out – it was evident that night at the Party when I saw the act between Ramesh's wife and your boss. I could easily understand the methods they employ to come up in life – am not too sure if that is what even we should stoop to and do – but let me tell you it is in your interest and if you think it will help you – will do anything you say or ask" it was no big deal to argue with him at this point of time – he was consumed with anguish and was in a fit of rage to take revenge.
And he was prepared to go any route and do whatever it takes to achieve the end result.
"Then listen – for the next one month – am going on leave – it will be a mix of paid and unpaid. We will be traveling to Goa and have organized a small staying accommodation and along with a couple – Raji and Suresh. They are from Tamil Nadu and will teach us methods to get even in such situations. After 3 weeks – you will become a sensuous slut for everyone who sees you – men will want you in bed and women will hate you for what you possess – and after that the first person who we will target with that charm will be Ramesh – you will fuck him right in front of his wife. She must know that the charm and sex in you is far more superior to her. And immediately after that Rami will make a beeline for you – you will not go for it easily – we will not give into him easily. We will take our time till he is begging for it – and then – it is our ask and he will give" my husband had done a lot of homework .
I was surprised at his change in the last 3-4 days.
"Why do we need to do all this – go to Goa and all this training? Am I not beautiful enough?" had a question.
"My dear wife – this is a world of artificiality and glitter. AS of today- you are not seen by them as a person who is in that league – Patrick was telling me – you are seen as a dumb rural lass – with no professional sex skills. And I agree – we perform just a normal act with each other – you need to learn a lot" he tried hard to explain and it was apparent that he was right.
I did not buy his point and told him to think something different and not stoop to this game – it was not going to be the right method – just because Trisha and Ramesh are thinking on these lines – it does not mean we all have to follow the same. I vehemently disagreed with him and asked him to get it out of his mind. He was very upset.
We had advertised for a tenant for the 1 room apartment adjacent to our dwelling and as a response to that – one day in the morning we received some 7 applications and Dinesh picked up a College going boy of around 19 years who wanted to stay there with his sister who looked elder to him studying with him at the same College. They looked suspicious to me – the boy and the girl did not have much of a resemblance and my mind was racing to tell Dinesh to check on that more seriously – he did listen to me but finally went on with giving it out to them.
It was nearly a month or so since they came to stay with us and nothing much of intrigue happened but well – it had to happen or maybe I just noticed it that day. I was coming out of the room to go to the back yard veranda and – noticed some movement in the bathroom belonging to the tenant (which was in the common area rented out to them) and slowly went towards it and heard some giggles and some words and some moans.
I went nearer to only hear but not able to see " Aaahhh how long will it be before you fuck me normally on a bed inside a Room again. How long will we have to continue to play this brother sister." the girl was saying.
"Just have some patience – we do not want to lose this house also – then we will end up being with out any accommodation – we must continue to depend on this bathroom for some more time. Aaah – put it inside and suck thee fingers – Aahh" the boy was desperate and it shocked me beyond comprehension. This had been my fear.
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