Sorry guys it is my first story, but I assure you if there are any mistakes it is all of mine. I have not enough time to check for spell mistakes. Was too excited to post my first story, also I am still searching for an editor for next story.
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GLORIA
I was born in a middle class family in the early 65's. On the first day when I saw this world with my tiny little eyes my parents sighed looking at me "It's a girl."
Never mind but they brought me up well. In my teenage I realized that I was neither pretty nor beautiful. My name is Gloria.
I was just an average looking girl to which very few boys will be interested. I was smart and free minded person who was very happy and thought anything that happens with us must be destiny that we bought from birth and the good deeds we did in previous births.
My parents made me marry to a stranger when I was not even 20. At that time very little did I know what happens after you take your vows claiming that you will be completely faithful to your husband? I didn't know that the same also implies to him as well.
The starting of marriage is always nice. He seemed to be very caring and friendly. For the first year we had a great sex life, we used to do it four times a week.
But I was not able to completely enjoy it, I never refused when he asked for it.
Year after year the passion went on disappearing. In three years our family that is me and my husband had become completely silent. We didn't have anything to talk. I wanted to have a child but he never agreed.
Then he got a job in shipping. For 6 months he stayed out of country without any contact. Sometimes he sends letters and card but gradually the frequency also decreased. I felt quite lonely.
But when he comes he works on me as a machine, as if I were some undone tasks for him and he has to complete it. For first few months I went to in laws and my father's home when I felt alone but gradually I had to stop because they started doubting on our relationship.
All this loneliness and bitterness became too hard to bear. And I curbed all my bitterness into cigarettes. He didn't like my smoking, neither do I, but I wanted to lose control of myself. I didn't have any other way.
For masturbation I used to read sex stories especially of BDSM genre which used to arouse me of most which was followed by INCEST. I also had a vibrator and a big 6 inch dildos which I had to use for masturbation.
All his colleagues in the ship always go to prostitutes whenever the ship landed in some distant land. My husband never went to prostitutes, he always hits the bar and settles with drinks.
But I guess the loneliness of being away from home or frustration for devoid of sex for a long time, he fucked a prostitute in Germany. He was drinking in the bar when a beautiful whore came and sat beside him. Without saying anything he kissed her first.
Then they went to her room and they fucked. They exchanged numbers and he had contact with her for a long time. One day he came home, I was in my early 30's. This is a time for woman when she needs sex to its fullest. Moreover, I hadn't done it for a long time.
Earlier I used to masturbate when the sexual energy overpowered me but as time passed I lost interest in it too. I had forgotten how does it feel when a man puts his arm around you and kiss you on your lips. I had forgotten the warmth of a man's body and the pleasure of making love.
I wanted him to love me, to kiss me and have me. I wanted to give myself completely to him, I wanted him inside me. I had worn a skimpy nightwear with no bras and panty.
I thought that would arouse him and we would have a good time. But he never cared, he didn't even look at me. He just slid inside the blanket and slept.
When I tried to make the advance, he said he was tired. I felt ashamed for not being able to arouse him. Maybe I was not sexy enough or maybe I lacked the charm. I know I have become fat but I never knew this was so important for sex.
But how will I control the fire burning inside me, I held his hand in my right hand and I slid my left hand inside my vagina. I masturbated right on the bed while he was laying. I made myself a slave to him and gained pleasure.
The next morning he tried to fuck me but I was not interested so I told him I want to masturbate again, this time I was the master and punishing him for not able to give me what I wanted. I tied him to bed completely nude.
His penis was limp, I held it in my hand and started caressing it. It began to rise and slowly became a giant. Then I put it inside my mouth and sucked it hard. He wasn't able to do anything except moaning. He filled his love juices inside me after sometime.
His giant began a limp again and then I punished him for ejaculating without my permission by spanking 20 times each on his chest. I started to undress slowly in front of him.
I became completely nude and I had shaved my pussy, there was enormous fire inside me flowing through my veins reaching all nerves. I masturbated even more vigorously and put my vagina on his mouth and made him lick my clit.
A touch on the clit with a tongue lead to a classic orgasm. I made him lick till my heart's content. Shit I had orgasm in real, the bed sheet stained from my love juices. It was the second time.
I again went for the third. But the scene remained the same. As he was licking my pussy, his penis became erect again. But I didn't untie his hands or feet, he was laying on the bed with his tool pointing towards the sky.
I opened my vagina, sat on him and his tool went deep inside me. Oh it gave enormous pleasure. I jumped on him till I had at least three orgasms in a row.
I was satisfied and I got up. I looked at the poor animal; he was tired and had closed his eyes. We were breathing heavily; oh I had a real orgasm then. I let go of his hand, untied him and slept.
I was only satisfied with self but my husband completely dissatisfied me. Next day we didn't even talk about last night. It was as usual silent.
I felt like I was living my life with a stranger. Some days later accidentally I came across his pass book, I was surprised to see that it had no money. When I asked him about this he told me everything about the prostitute in Germany and how she took away all his money and became invisible.
I was shocked to hear it. But we are woman, who are born to suffer. Now I have two choices, either to accept him after hearing all these or to leave him forever. The latter is difficult because if I do so everyone's finger will point me.
They will call me characterless and try to take advantage of me. The former is even more difficult because he cheated me, he broke my trust. He had sex with some foreign girl while I was here praying for him to come back soon sound and safe.
I didn't like that at all. Like every woman I accepted him with the fact that he had affair with someone else. But if I had been in his place, he would have never accepted me.
Now that we are broke I asked his assurance that he will never do this again. And he gave me word for not repeating this again. That night we had sex but not with the passion we had earlier. Neither of us were satisfied.
We began to worry about it. He consulted about this to a friend. That bloody friend of his gave him such a bloody idea and it was very stupid of me to accept it too. He asked him to bring a prostitute to his home and start having sex with her.
The threesome that we could have will arouse him and he would come back to his wife. And will have sex, he asked me about this and I was very stupid to agree to this. Next time while he returned home from shipping, there was a beautiful girl standing beside him.
I looked at her as an angel for my lonely life. I welcomed them and we had dinner together. My husband asked me to be ready and he moved with the girl to our bed room, I was excited and got naked.
I had dreams of having sex with him again in my style. This time we were blind folded and kissing each other on lips completely nude. He was caressing my breasts with the other hand and pinching my nipples.
He bites my neck and held me around his arms, then lifted me up suddenly and pushed his giant inside my vagina. I moaned, while unknowingly I had made my hand inside my vagina in real. I was sweating and he was fucking me like a beast and I had orgasm.
I suddenly came back to real again. When I entered to bed room, the pose I have imagined just now my husband was trying on her and she was moaning enjoying every thrust of my husband.