Hi… I am Anu and am I am married. To a wonderful man who’s loving, hot, and naughty and…oh did I mention really naughty. It’s not been long since we got married. I’ve always had erotic fantasies but I was scared to tell about them to my husband. But when I did, he loved the whole idea. He also encouraged me to write them down as stories. Even though I thought it was weird at first, seeing him aroused reading them has been a real inspiration to me. Recently I came across this site and found lots of stories posted by normal people. So I thought I’d post mine and see what’s the response. So here is a story that I wrote. Its fantasy and contains imaginary characters Its not realistic, is intense and contains mild domination and abusing. Hope you guys enjoys it. So this story is about a 26 year old hot single woman. Her name is Mrinalini. The story is written from her perspective. She has had a busy career life and loves her job so much that she hasn’t had time to think about a long term commitment with a guy. So here goes. The electronic alarm starts with the beautiful song for me to wake up. And I snapped out of my dream. Uh! Damn it. I cursed the alarm. It was a dream unlike I remember I’ve never had. Vague, but erotic. I was all entangled within two strong arms with smooth hairs and kept pinned down under him…I don’t know whom, that the alarm messed it all up. I sat on the bed and looked at myself in the mirror. I was smiling at myself. “Look at you, you horny thing. You are all wet! God has blessed you with everything a women would be proud to have. It’s time you stop teasing the men and yourself as well and start living with a man” She talked to me telepathically. And a wicked smile spread on both our lips. The purpose I came to Delhi, the meeting, was over. My return train was today at 10.A.M. So I packed my stuff and checked the hotel room and headed for the station. The train had already arrived. I checked for my reserved seat in the first class A.C sleeper coach. Mine was the one down on the left, the one among the two births attached parallel to the wall unlike the four ones attached perpendicular to the opposite side of the train. I love this side. It feels really private once the curtain is put. It reminds me of small tents and tree houses we used to create as little kids as we try to fit ourselves within the available space. “Oh I don’t have water to drink” I thought as I saw a person drinking water. There was still some time left for the train to leave. So I walked to the door to buy a bottle of water. At the door there was a guy standing facing outside. He was around 6 feet tall and well built, in stylish rugged blue jeans with most of its color looked washed off and a full sleeved black denim shirt with its sleeves folded till his elbows, long brown wavy hair and a hat. “Excuse me” I said intending him to give way for me. He turned and looked into my eyes. Damn he was hot! With rugged stubbles, cute sparkling eyes, beautiful dark brown long wavy hair and a really killer smile. Our eyes locked and I was speechless to be honest. “yes?” His response which was a second late put me back into my senses. But the subtle indications made it clear to him how I felt about him. I smiled of embarrassment and passed by him as he was staring at me with a naughty smile, making way for me. As I got down from the train and walked towards the shop for water, I took a quick look back at him and caught him staring at my behind. The naughty smile was still there on his face, as I looked at his eyes catching him staring at me, He looked into my eyes and looked away and kept smiling but looking at another girls behind who just passed by, shamelessly knowing that I am still watching him. I kept walking towards the shop imagining how naughty he could really be. His shirt sleeves were half folded till his elbows. His forearms…I don’t know why but I felt like I’ve seen them before. But how come I don’t remember a man but just his arms? Duh…may be my mind is playing tricks with me. They look strong though and his wrists broad…I smiled. Thoughts after thoughts went through my mind as I walked towards the shop and back to my coach. Strangely I didn’t find him when I returned and gave a quick look around for him. So I went back to my coach and sat down there. A couple of minutes later the train started moving but he was still not around. Suddenly I saw him coming running towards the door closest to my seat and get in. Moments later he came near me, and sat on one of the four seats opposite to mine. He looked at me for a brief while but I pretended to ignore him. And was looking out of the window. He climbed up the top most bed on the right and there were some luggage of his. He took out a book, a pencil and scribbling something on it. After a while he came down and started talking to me. His name was Aaditya. “I’m mrinalini” that same killer naughty smile spread on his face again as soon as he heard my name. What? I enquired for the reason of smile. Nothing…nice poetic name that’s why. But I was sure that wasn’t it. Our conversation continued and he was really cool and confident and knew how to talk to and keep women interested. But all this time the reason why he smiled when I said the name was bothering me at the back of my head. After a while he was just about to go back to his seat. Then I said…”wait”…He looked at me wondering why. “cmo’n why you smiled like that when I said my name” “Tell me your favorite color and I’ll tell you why” It’s yellow…now tell me why”? Our names…they have a relation. He went back to his seat saying that. “I started thinking…His name means sun. Mine means…lotus?!! Oh dear. Hmm…He’s…interesting. Time passed by. And all this time he was scribbling on his book. At one point I saw him look at me and I nodded my head at him non-vocally enquiring what he was doing in the book. He replied “nothing” with his actions and continued with it. That made me curious. Is he drawing? After a while he kept the book on his berth and headed for the toilet. I was as curious as a young girl about what’s in that book. I ignored everyone else sitting on the seat and went and took a quick look at what’s in his book. It was a dairy of his. It had pages with one side plain and other ruled and he was drawing my picture in it. I quickly turned the pages and saw pictures of other beautiful women and things written, probably about them on the page right next to their picture. But I felt bad that I am violating his privacy as all the people were staring at me too for what I am doing. So I couldn’t gather enough nerve to stand there for long enough to check what he had written about me. I went back to my seat and shortly after, he returned. As time passed, we became very comfortable with each other and started getting quite free with each other. Also the cabin started getting vacant as people started getting down. In our cabin there was only three people left including us. The other was an old lady who was not quite interested in what was going on around her and acts like she’s seen it all and was always reading a big fat book. He was exceptionally good at talking and using his charm to tease women that he kept me really interested. It was getting late and we had our dinner. We talked after that too. But the moonlight and twinkling stars had totally changed the mood. Our eyes started talking more than our words. He was sucking me dry with the way he was looking at me like an animal. And I was not feeling like stopping him. I was feeling helpless and vulnerable and enjoying it. Then he suddenly said…Oh my god its really late. “You are leaving?” the question came out of me unknowingly. What else do you want me to do? He asked with a wicked grin. I felt embarrassed. Everyone had already slept. He went near his berth and took off his shirt before climbing up. I couldn’t help making a quick look at his body. He was having a really good shape. Wide chests, strong arms and a really toned belly. Uh! Such a teaser…I said to myself. I pulled the curtain and so he left me with my imaginations and the dark sky with twinkling stars and the moonlight. It was quite late and the train was almost quiet other than the sound of its own. The A.C was high and I was feeling cold. Really dirty and lustful thoughts started creeping into my mind. I started imagining myself at his mercy and him having his way with me. My fantasies always were those in which I am being roughed up by strong men. And he was exactly someone like that. I was slowly losing my mind to his mesmerizing charm. I waded off the curtain and looked one last time at his berth. He was still awake and saw me looking for him. He had teased me and left myself to get horny enough not to resist him. Moments later I felt someone pulling away my curtain and it was him. He did not say a thing but kept staring deep into my eyes and staring at my breasts and hips like an animal. He was in his jeans and was wearing no shirt. He got into my berth and pulled the curtains close. There was barely enough place for both of us on that single berth. I was feeling scared and felt like something burning in my chest. I was breathing so hard that my breasts which were already hard and bigger were moving up and down, which immediately caught the attention of his. My heart was pounding so hard and fast I could hear it. But I kept looking into his eyes so lustfully as if I was begging him to devour me. In the next moment he leaped at me like a lion at a deer and locked me within his arms. Already scared, this sudden movement instinctively made me to resist him by trying to push him back with my hands and struggling within it. But he was so strong for me and moreover I was not trying hard enough. He grabbed by my hair strongly and turned my head to one side and buried his face on my neck. His hot breath and lips made my hair raise and made goose bumps all over me. My resistance melted and I took my hands from in between us, and he pressed me against him harder. My breasts pressed against his strong chests and squashed themselves like water on rock. My hands hug him and started pulling him towards me. He then started sucking my lips. “Such wonderful breasts”. He whispered in my ears, while his hands were grazing all around my body. But his palms were big. Big enough to grab my entire breast with his one hand. He continued. I was small compared to him. I felt so vulnerable and the feeling was driving me crazy. I gave out a slight moan. But he immediately shut my mouth with his hands. And said “Shhh” I obeyed him like an obedient one. He started unbuttoning my shirt and saw my see through bra underneath. “You knew I would fuck you today didn’t you” He told me in a low voice. “Is that why you put this one? To tease my cock?” I said yes for the sake of playing along. He turned me around and made me lie my face down. He then took off my pants and gave a lick on my butt, then covered my mouth with his hands. I was wondering why but then he gave a hard spank on my ass cheek. The unexpected sting made me scream but it was muffled. But it made me bitchier. He kissed my ass cheek he spanked and lay over me and whispered in my ears. “You like being roughed up don’t you” I moaned…mmm hmm. I could feel his rough jeans on the back of my thighs and my ass and a huge bulge at his crotch. Then he started kissing all over the back of my thighs, my ass cheeks, my back then came to my ears and then made me lie on my back.He started taking my bras off as I impatiently waited for the animalistic admiration in his eyes the moment they see those. And I got more than what I wanted. “My god they are hard as rock. By how hard they are seems like they lacked a regular massage” He said. He started squashing and playing with them. While I tried to slowly unhook its jeans. He went down on me as soon as I unhooked his jeans. So I didn’t get a chance to strip his jeans. He kissed all over my navel and my belly button, giving me goose bumps many times over. Then he went further down. But instead of slipping down the panty he tore it apart. And did not take the rest of it off. He started to lick me all over. Waves of pleasure started to overwhelm my brain. Unable to to make sound, I was gasping like I was drowning, ripping him apart with my nails and trying to tear off the sheet. And then he did it. He started fingering me along with licking me. It was too much for me. I started shivering and wiggling uncontrollably. I was dripping so much that I could hear him licking and sucking my honey which was flowing out. And then he stopped. I opened my eyes to find out what’s happening.” He looked into my eyes again. “what?” I asked. “Your eyes…those big, wide, and perfectly lined eyes. They do most of the talking for you don’t they” and they did, asking him to tell me more subtly. “they were begging me to fuck you from the moment you looked at me” I felt insulted. But it didn’t turn me off a bit…or may be aroused me more. He grabbed my hair again and told me to turn around and lie my face down. Then he started taking off his jeans. Was curious to take a look at his manhood. “Stay! Look at it and you are not getting my cock tonight” He ordered as if it was to his pet. I did not look though the suspense of what that big bulge in his jeans was and what im up against was killing me. But he was behind me and I was told not to look. He lied on top of me. His penis filled my butt crack and there was still more left. And his balls felt huge and hung low and were barely able to find enough place between my thighs. I looked into his eyes wishing to let me see his weapon “No your not seeing it yet” He said coldhearted with a devilish grin. He was teasing me about it. After kissing and licking all over my back he made me turn around and lie on my back. I did it within no time coz I could finally see his thing. But He was all over me and I couldn’t see it while hes blocking the view. He went down and started off licking my clits. And he was so good that he had to remind me not to moan loud quite often. Finally it was too much and I pushed him back, got up and I had my first glimpse of his manhood. It was marvelous. Big and thick, trimmed decently and with two huge balls hanging on either sides. I was mindlessly staring at it and playing with his balls with my eyes wide and my mouth open and drooling. “yeah like that” “look at it like that” “tells me exactly what you are” I was beginning to understand that I was enjoying being insulted. “And what am I?” I asked back with a dirty smile. I had given him the green light for sick talk. He made me turn around and face down and got behind me. One of his hands was on my neck slightly choking it and keeping me close to him, while that other was on my clit while he was rubbing his dick on my butt crack. “You are a cock hungry slut…you just doesn’t know it yet” “Uhh huh?” I moaned, barely gathering enough air in between my gasps. “oh yeah” He continued “But you’ll regret you didn’t know it back when you were 16 after I’m done with you” His words were driving me nuts. “Oh dear you just heard this much and your leaking like there is no tomorrow” The moment he finished this, he covered my mouth again and gave a hard thrust into my orifice with his manhood. I screamed. I don’t know whether because of pain or satisfaction of being filled after a long long time. But his hands were on my mouth. “Shhh…scream loud and I’ll stop” He threatened me. He slowly started thrusting me. One hand of his was wrapped around my hands on my neck, with which he would occasionally pull my hair, choke my neck or close my mouth the moment he is going to do something that would make me scream. The other hand was down on my navel rubbing my clitoris. His thrusts were slow and shallow. As if he was trying to make me beg to fill me up. Then unexpectedly he pulled the whole thing out and then trusted it all the way in as deep as it could go. The sensation was overwhelming…like I was being impaled. Only that it was pleasurable. My screams were always muffled by his hands. He would do that randomly. I began waiting for those unexpected deep thrusts. That made me focus entirely on my hole and the sensation increased manifold. Suddenly the train started slowing down. But he kept on thrusting mercilessly. The train was reaching a busy station. It was late night but the station was crowded. I could see men, women, couples and families, some waiting and others running for seats. Just a dark glass window on my left was what was hiding me from them. “Look at you…getting fucked by a stranger right in the middle of a crowded rail station…and they don’t even care…as if its obvious on your part” He whispered in my ears. “what does that make you?” He asked. I was hesitant to reply. “Answer me what does that make you? “A whore?!” “what was that?” He responded “louder…the whole thing” “That makes me a whore” “That makes you whose whore…look into my eyes and say that” He turned my head so that I don’t have to strain my neck to look at him. The train started moving again “That makes me your whore…aadi” I was completely getting into it. I didn’t even care anymore if come one came and removed the curtain. I had lost my senses and had become a mindless animal. I started moaning. I took his hands off my mouth when he tried to silence me. “what if others hear you” Hs asked. “I don’t care just keep doing it” I replied. He kept thrusting. Aiming my g spot and occasionally thrusting deep into me. I started feeling an intense discomfort between my legs. “OH GOD”!! I yelled. “you are gonna cum aren’t you”…mmm hmm I replied. He took his hand of my clit, grabbed my throat, and grabbed my hair by the other, pinned me down under him and started thrusting deeper and faster. It was unbearable. Suddenly I exploded and started wiggling like I was electrocuted. Waves after waves of unbearably intense pleasure started surging all through my body. Even after being so strong he found it hard to keep me pinned down. Though he slowed down, he wouldn’t stop thrusting, which he was perfectly timing during each orgasmic spasm of mine. My spasms seemed like they are not going to stop. That was the longest and the most intense I’ve ever had. Slowly it subsided and I lied there trying to catch my breath, while he pulled it out and shot his cum in my but crack. It was quite a lot. So I could feel it starting to flow down into between my butts and over my asshole. He spread it all over my ass cheeks before it dripped further down n messed up the sheet. “You shameless slut…you spied on me didn’t you?” He said as I lied on his chest. “What do you mean?” “you took a peek into my dairy?” “You know whose those pictures in my dairy are?” “No…who are they?” I asked. “They’re all strangers I met…and you are the last one. They were all like you. Were never aware of their true self till they met me” “But you started drawing my picture long before we had sex” I said. “your eyes…they were begging me to fuck you right from the first time we locked our eyes” We looked at each other and laughed. “See they are still asking for more” I smiled and hugged him and lied on his broad chest with his arms wrapped around me. I slowly drifted into sleep and when I woke up in the morning, I was naked but tugged in my blanket and the curtains closed. May be he did that. The train was stopped. He was not to be seen. I immediately pulled out a gown and put it and came out. His berth was vacant. But on it was kept a bunch of yellow lilies. A note saying…”Impatiently waiting for destiny to put us back together” I took the bunch of flowers and ran towards the exit. The train started moving. But I saw him walking away in the opposite direction. He looked back to see me. He waved his hand and took something from his pocket and showed it from afar that made me laugh. It was my panty that he tore off yesterday. He stood there looking at me and smelling it with a charming and naughty smile as he disappeared from my sight. SO…THAT’S THE STORY. HOPE YOU GUYZ LIKE IT. MAIL ME ABOUT YOUR OPINIONS TO [email protected]. Only opinions and suggestions pls. Thanks for your responses.
