Entrapped and became a wife of muslim part 1

Retold by Author

It was her first day at the bank. Sree Lakshmi was transferred in this remote village branch last month. But as she was not actually in favor of this transfer, shedesperately tried to cancel the transfer order by some political channeling. Earlier, she was in the town branch where her husband Mukundan also working. Mukundan is working as a clerk in Railway. They have been married for 9 years and led a very happy life with their one beautiful boy Siddarth aged 7 years. They have a rented flat in the suburb of the city and suddarth was studying in 2nd standard in a reputed school..The transfer order fall like a thunderbolt upon their happy life. Their married life was really happy, both sexually and emotionally. Both loved each other very much. They were planning to have a second child. Sree Lakshmi took one month leave soon after receiving the order, hoping the order could berevoked by some means of influence. But every effort went in vain. At last, she decided to travel about 150 km to the remote village where the bank situated.

Lakshmi is a 28 years old with a voluptuous figure of 36C-28-37. She has long straight hair which cover all her buttocks when leave free which she always does. Everybody admire her hair. She prefers to wear Sari / salwarkameej. Sari is a perfect garment for her, as it perfectly fit in her body and shows her beautiful structure.She has a white – whitish skin, nice round ass, and big tits. In nut shell she looks like a simple, conservative perfect, curvy Malyalee, Nair house wife.

Sree Lakshmi was looking after the Draft section. As her was the first day in the bank, the manager gave her an easier section to look after till she get well versed with the bank. Residence is no more a major problem for her as her husband arranged a working women hostel about 15 km away from her bank. It was not an excellent accommodation as the place was very dirty and the room was very small. It doesn’t have an attached bath room. There is a common bathroom for every six occupants in the hostel.Mukundan unwillingly let her reside in it, as he could not find any better accommodation nearby. Sree Lakshmi was very sad leaving her husband and child. She never left her child even for a day after his birth. Both husband and wife engaged in serious discussion about it and they decided that Sree Lakshmi would come back to their home in every weekend.

Sree Lakshmi was thinking about her kid and husband, as there was no customer with her to deal with. She was thinking about her upcoming weekend and how she would spend her time with her family. Her eyes became watery when thinking about the kid. She afraid of howMukundanwould managethe naughty kidand his schooling.

“Excuse me madam. I want to make a draft.”

Sree Lakshmi raised her head to see a middle aged woman of about 48 standing in front of her desk. She has a little fat body but not ugly. The specs which she put on really suit her white face.Her shoulder length hair were shampooed and kept loose. The golden chain around her neck is attached with a small ‘holy cross’. Sree Lakshmi imagined that the lady in front of her in blacktrouser and cream long blouse would have been a beautiful girl in her youth.

“Please fill up this form” Sree Lakshmi handed over an application form to the woman.

“So, you have come in place of Leena!” the woman asked.

Sree Lakshmi thought for a moment. Who is Leena?

Then she remembered, “Oh, she has been transferred to some other branch, I came as her reliever.”

“I was not in station for a fortnight. I could not see her off. Anyway, I am Susan George.”

Sree Lakshmi felt very warmth about the woman. Her body language and way of talking were very charming. She talks as if they are old friends.

“I am Sree Lakshmi Nair.” They engaged in friendly conversation while Sree Lakshmiwas preparing the draft. The more she speaks to Susan, the more closeness she felt.“What a good natured lady,”Sree Lakshmi thought.

“Where are you staying?Your home is far away from here, right?” asked Susan

“In a women’s hostel at Vellanikavu”

“I know that hostel, butthat is not a good one, but you have had no other option, I fear”

“Exactly, we didn’t have. We can’t expect much better facility in that small town”

Sree Lakshmi felt happier, talking to this woman. As there is no other customer in the bank, they could continue speaking without any interruption.

“Would you mind living in a better place?” asked Susan

“Where can I get? We searched a lot and settled in the best.”

“I know a better place and you don’t need to pay a handsome rent.”

“Where is it”? Sree Lakshmi wondered.

“It is at my home. I have a two floored house. If you want, you can live with me as a paying guest. I felt bored in that big house with nobody, except my servant.More over, it is only fifteen minutes walk-able distance from this bank”

“Where’s your husband?”

“He is always busy with his business and is always on tour.He stays only 8 to 10 days in a month. My daughter is married and is staying with her husband in States. You can use upper floor exclusively when he is at home.”

Sree Lakshmi felt it is a good offer. You don’t need to rush in a heavily packed bus in the morning and evening.

“I will think over it. I want to talk with my husband and let you know.”

“Ok, that’s great. At least I will get a companion to speak with, if you shift with me. When Leena was there, we lived just like sisters.”

“WasLeenastaying with you?”

“Yes. We enjoyed a lottogether”

Susan left after some more chat. She comes almost daily in the bank with some purpose. Sree Lakshmi enquired the other staff about her. She came to know that Susan is one of the main customers of the Bank. She has Lakhs of rupees fixed in the branch. And lot of money is being transactedfrom her saving account which is also having lakhs of money.Every body opined her as a good lady, and Sree Lakshmi should snatch the chance of accommodation.

On Saturday, after banking hours, Sree Lakshmi set off to her home in town. She felt very happy seeing her husband and kid. She discussed about the paying guest offer with Mukundan soon after his collapse on her naked body after a marathon fucking session. He also felt the offer is good, and he felt Susan must have been a good woman;other wiseLeena might not have been stayed there.

Sree Lakshmi took early morning bus which passes through the village where her bank situated. Her body was aching because of tremendous fucking by Mukundan. They were in bed when ever they got a chance. Her sore pussy still wanted more. But she had to wait for another six days for that glory pleasure. She even could not concentrate while sitting in the bank. Living apart is really sorrowful.

Susan did not turned up in the next two days.On Wednesday, she came and asked about her husband’s opinion. She seemed to be the happiest when she heard about Sree Lakshmi’s decision.Susan told Sree Lakshmi that she may shift to her home today itself.She offered her car to shift herluggage from the hostel.

On that day, Sree Lakshmi shifted to Susan’s home as a paying guest.

Susan’s bungalow “Pulickatharayil” was really a big house. It was constructed in the middle of a 5 acre rubber estate. It will take about five to seven minutes on legs to reach there from main road. There is a big garden in front of the house. And there is no immediate neighborhood also.There always felt chillnessinside the house because of the surrounding greenery.It was really a secluded house. Then Sree Lakshmiunderstood how horrible Susan might have felt living in this house with no companion.

Susan’s servant ‘Chirutha’ received her kochhamma (MemSahab) and new lady with coffee.Chirutha is a black, middle aged lady of 35 years of age.The only white part of her body was her eye ball.Even her nailswere slightly dark. Her stout look and muscular body made her look like a boxer with an arrogant behavior. Sree Lakshmi did not like Chirutha. Sree Lakshmi assessed that Chirutha must be a ‘Pulaya’ (low caste) woman and she does not like living with such a woman. She is coming from a conservative Nair family and her family does not even allow such low caste people to enter in her home, forget about working in the kitchen. But Sree Lakshmipacifies herself, thinking that she has no businesswith Susan’s servant. Moreover, it is not humane thinking about the caste and color in this century.

Sree Lakshmi settled down very fast in that big house. She has her room in the upper floor as offered by Susan.But in most of the time, she would be with Susan in the ground floor chit- chatting and watching television.Every morning, she would go to the nearby temple and she watched intensely on the evening prayers offered by Susan. Some time they teamed up with Chirutha in kitchen. By constant mingling with the black servant she even started liking her. But in some corner of her heart, she felt some hatred towards the low caste servant.From her talking, Sree Lakshmi understood that Chirutha is a low caste ‘Pulayathi’ widow. Her marriage was at her 23rd andher husband died two years after marriage after having their only baby boy.Her elder brother with family and mother lives in the same village.They also come in the bungalow to do out side work, if any. When Susan goes out of station, Chiruthagoes to her brother and lives with them, otherwise she never leave the bungalow. Her son comes daily after school in the Bungalow to meet his mother.His name was ‘Supran’ and is studying in 4th standard in the language medium school in the locality. He is also very black like his motherbut has some cuteness and innocence in his 10 year old face.

Sree Lakshmi felt some strange feeling that whenever Chirutha looks at her, she has some strange smile in her face, as if ‘I know who you are going to be’.Susan really was a good companion. They chatted like old friends, in spite of their age difference. Some time, seven their afternoon chatting after the working hours, leads in to sexual matters.Susan disclosed that her sex life is not so good, as her husband ‘George’ comes very rarely.Sree Lakshmi replied that her sexual life was very excellent and their life was very happy with their kid. They talked about their old college days. Susan once said about her sexual encounter with one of her lecturers at college. She told that she is very much frustrated about her husband’s absence; she might go for other man. But as a conservative wife, Sree Lakshmi could not go along with the idea of extra marital affairs. She tried to distance herself from such sexual conversation. But somehow, Susan often led the conversation into sexual affairs, extramarital affairs etc.One day Susan told her about a sexual affair with a college boy to satisfy herself, as George is incapable of satisfying her strong sexual urge.Sree Lakshmi could not believe her ears. As a conservative wife she could not support the views of Susan. Susan told her that she has only one life and there is no point in abstain from the sexual pleasures even if it is from other man. She explained that every man is sexually different. Every man treats different. If you intercourse with many man, you will get different, excellent types of pleasures. She then advisedSree Lakshmi to find a new man to have sex and feel the difference. IfSree Lakshmi likes, she even can share her college friend.

At that point, Sree Lakshmi became very much disturbed. She retorted not to talk to her like that.

“I will never…never cheat my husband and I don’t like talking to you. I will leave your place if you talk like that again”

“OK baba… sorry, I …. I thought as we were like friends, I can disclose my heart.I have no intimate friends. When I first saw you, I thought, I found my intimate friend who died in an accident” I am sorry Sree Lakshmi….. Don’t leave me… I don’t have any one to share my feelings… even my husband don’t love and understand me… I thought you could understand me’’ She started sobbing heavily ….

Sree Lakshmi felt very sad for her. She imagined how lonely Susan would have felt, before her arrival in this house. No body to talk to and confide the secret feelings…. A woman must have a good friend to talk to… I should not have talked to her like that.

“I am sorry Susan chechhi; I will not leave you…. I know how lonely you felt… I am sorry….”

Susan stopped weeping and embraced Sree Lakshmi. But even after incident Susan would lead their conversation to sex and Sree Lakshmi did not object afterwards as it may hurt Susan.

One month after her shifting withSusan, her husband George came. He was standing inthe living room, when Sree Lakshmi enters. Mr. George was a middle aged man of about 55 years. He was a big man with big belly and bald head. Gray hair on his head is limited to the side periphery. But he has full of black and gray hairs on his ears and his whole body was covered with bear like hairs. His hands were covered with black and gray curly hairs.Sree Lakshmiimmediately understood that this was George, as he was always a character in the talks with Susan. Susan always elaborate their sexual encounters with George in older days, how hairy he is, how he licks the cunt of Susan, how he enters in to her etc…All these details flashed through her mind when she saw him. But she has little doubt how he enter in to Susan with that big pot belly above his member. She started introducing herself to him.

“I know you. You are Sree Lakshmi, right? Susan always talked about you when ever we talk through the phone. I am George”

Sree Lakshmi felt that his eyes were on his breast and curves while talking with her.

She blushed “oh ya… Susan chechi (chechi – addressing older woman with respect) always talk about you”.

“Does she? I don’t believe”

Why doesn’tshe believe, think Sree Lakshmi. Anyway, she didn’t want toengage in conversation. So she excused herself and left to her room in the upstairs. She didn’t intend to go down stairs for dinner. But, Susan came and called her for dinner. So she had to go. She could not find much intimacy between them.

During the stay of George, Susan was also busy. She or her husband was always out of house. Sree Lakshmi didn’t know why. Sometimes, some men came in house. But they never tried to talk to her. But she has a strange feminine feeling that they had ogling at her whenever she pass across them.

Sree Lakshmibecame very close to Chirutha during this period. As Susan was busy and George around, she found friendship with stout, black Chirutha.Chirutha always came in her room and talked about her family, son, brother, and gossiping about the village folks.Sree Lakshmi found her interesting and she noticed that unlike Susan, Chiruthahad never led their talking in to sex. She started liking that ugly low caste woman. She felt very sorry for her when she heard about her dead husband. How they led a happy life for two years.Chirutha started weeping.Sree Lakshmi felt miserable for her as she imagined how miserable her life would have been without Mukundan. Chirutha told that she did not even think about having sex with other man even after her husband’s death long before.

Sree Lakshmi felt very sad hearing that; ‘Oh you are so nice, I’ve been thinking ill about you in all these months. Actually you are anoble woman. When many women go for other man for sexual pleasure even when their husband lives, you lived for your son.”

Feeling sorry for Chirutha’s situation, Sree Lakshmi went near her and tried to console her. But Chirutha continue weeping. As Sree Lakshmi was patting on the shoulders, Chirutha leaned on Sree Lakshmi and rested her head on the chest of Sree Lakshmi.

Diary of Sree Lakshmi.

I felt really sorry for Chirutha. Oh, God! Howshe would have felt without a male companion to support. I continue patting on the back of Chirutha. I felt some warmth nessupon my breast.I look downand saw breast part of mynight gownbecame wetof Chirutha’s tears. “Oh…Cheeru…Relax… relax…” and tried to detach myself from her. But Chirutha clutched me like a leech. I stopped my effort to free and continued patting on her back.

I felt more warmth and force on my breast. I looked down. I saw two of my upper buttons of my night gown became free and Chiritha’s black lips were pressed between my cleavages. I felt her right hand on my left buttock and started squeezing my buttocks.I felt her powerful black hand squeezing my breasts through my night gown. I caught her hand in shock. I looked into her eyes and tried to resist her move. But the shade of imploring in her eyes somehow stopped me from resisting. She opened all front buttons till belly with her left hand while moving her middle fingers of her right hand through my ass crack. She suddenly parted the front of my night gown exposing my milky white breast covered in black see through lacy bra and my deep naval. She raised her head a little and looked into my eyes and with her left hand she hold around my neck and pressured down my head. I stared at my black short fatty servant, wondering what was going on in her mind. The next moment I came to know what her intention was. Her black lips brushed against my soft rosy lips. I trembled as she kissed my full lips.She pushed her tongue into my wet mouth. I tried to resist but only for a moment.Somethingwithinme was driving me to succumb to this ugly woman. Our kiss turned more and more passionate as our tongues met and were wrestling with passion. I never felt so turned on even with my husband.

Chiritha was trying to remove my gown with the other hand and she finally succeeded and my gown was lying around my legs.She cupped my breast through my bra and tried to unhook it from behind. She took off my bra and I found Chirutha staring at my naked white breasts with blue veins passing through the white mount. She got fascinated by its looks and took its red nipple between her black lips. She went on playing with them and I saw them hardened. My shaved pussy became swollen and wet and I am sure she could see my cunt lips which formed a big mound between my legs.

She looked in to my eyes. She took me by hand and slipped into bed. She removed her blouse and dhoti in a fraction of minute. She was not wearing a bra. I wondered theremight not be that sized bra in the market for that big tit. I became aghast seeing her body structure. She was very fatty with very big black breast and heavy black buttocks. The areola in the middle of her slightly sagging breast was very big and black like hair. She even didn’t wear panties. I think that was not in her habit. Her pussy was surrounded by dirty thick pubic hair, through which I could not even see her pussy lips.

She rolled me over on to my back and kissed me on my breast passionately with her ugly lips. I kissed my way down her back. She moved her hand under my panties and caressed my firm ass. With both hands she slid my panties down to her knees and off. My sweet white ass and cunt where now in full view. She rolled me over onto my stomach and caressed my firm ass. She licked her tongue over her lips and kissed my ass cheeks and runs her tongue through my ass cracks. Oh God! Some thing was blasting inside me.

She kissed me on my mouth and I kissed back and our tongues met and played with each other, sucking each other. To my surprise her hand reached down between my legs and started to touch my wet pussy. In no time she began to stroke my clit. She brought her mouth down on my honey colored body and began kissing my stomach, to my deep naval. Her warm breath touching my bare skin close to my cunt.

She spread me and slipped her hand down to my red rosy pussy. She slowly pushed her black dirty middle finger between my juicy cunt lips and began to rub her erect clit. I afraid if I could get any infection from that dirty fingers. She then inserted two of her fingers deep inside my clit. I could feel my pussy juices starting to flow heavily now over her fingers.

She removedher fingers from my pussy. She lay on her back and rolled me on top of her ugly body.I gaspas her arms went around my neck.I tried to squirm away, but she held me tightly. Her hands pulled my mouth towards her unhygienic pussy. I felt a dirty smell on my nose and I tried to wriggle out form her hands. But her athletic and fatty hands were very powerful. I could not escape from her. My lips pressed on the hairy cut bushes and my lips touched her black dirty cunt lips. “Ahhhhhhhh … kiss me.memsahab. Lickme memsahab…,” she screamed. I somehow gave her hot pussy a long, firm lick. I felt her cunt lips opening under my tongue. Her pussy juices flowed like river from her cunt. I gasped again and tried to withdrawmy lips from her cunt bushes. I could not help, but drank her nectar. But her strong hands kept on pressing me on her clit. She was mourning loudly of ecstasy.

She again rolled me over on my back and finger fucks me. I was in heaven. Chirutha was really a master. She then came between my legs and buried her tongue deeper in my pussy. Her tongue is so long and thick! She probed my pussy with her long, thick, and talented tongue .I felt a shudder again. My body stiffened as my juices flawed in to her mouth. My hip jerked several times as she drank deeply of my nectar. Finally, I relaxed with a deep shudder, with my body going totally limp.

Retold by author.

After that incident, Sree Lakshmi felt ugly about herself. She imagined her body also became black and dirty with the body contact with an ugly black woman. How on earth could led her to have sexual intercourse with a low caste ‘Pulaya’ middle aged ugly woman. She bathed again and again using dozens of bathing soaps. He remembered with distaste how Chirutha’s ugly black middle finger pierced her vagina and how she made her suck off the salty distaste juice from the cunt of Chirutha. How her red lips kissed the black lips and cunt of Chirutha. How their saliva intermingled. How her white naked body embraced an ugly black body of a low caste woman. How forcefully Chirutha suck her white boobs and red cunt lips. He could not believe herself when she remembered that she once even sucked those dirty black fingers of unhygienic legs.

“Oh my god! What have I done? What any ugly woman I became. With an ugly woman like her… not even bath properly…. Oh what I have done… How can I enter the temple tomorrow with this dirty body… oh god… what nasty creature I am…..”

She did not go to the bank that day. She felt dirty. Chirutha came twice or thrice in her room, but she didn’t talk to her. She just lay down on the bed.“What happened,MemSahab, are you tired?do you need something ?”

“Nothing, just leave me”… Sree Lakshmi uttered with tears in her eyes…

Chirutha watched her intensely for some time and left.

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