Coward Little Housewife – Part 1 (Newly Married)

Coward Little Housewife - Part 1 (Newly Married)
This is a fiction story, so enjoy it. Let me introduce myself. I’m Geeta Singh Anant, age 21, fit body, slender legs, especially curved thighs especially thicker than normal. Firm and straight boobs as especially noticed by everyone, fair skin, height 5 feet 5 inch. I myself am amazed that 34 sized boobs can stand so straight even without a bra. My nipples are semi brown in color. My face has an innocent look and my lips are magnificent. The biggest fact of my life is that I’m a coward. I don’t have the guts to resist anything. Not even girls, males are out of the question. As per the information, I was once traveling on a bus and the bus was crowded. A guy was just standing behind me and was packed with me in that crowded bus. So much packed that his body was rubbing mine. When the bus jerked he accidentally placed his hands on my boobs. It was the speed breakers on the road and not one, several were there. So not only he placed his hands on my boobs but even pressed them few times while the bus was getting jerked. He was expecting me to respond but I was stoned. I was feeling every bit of it but was shocked to hell. My inner guts didn’t permit me to respond. He was shocked too with the fact that I didn’t respond. But he didn’t withdraw his hand and was waiting for me to respond back. But I didn’t, so he started to press my boobs slowly and steadily. For whole 30 minutes, he kept on taking pleasure of my boobs, squeezing until his stop came. He got down and I felt relaxed. But 2 minutes later, another guy who was having an eye on the action, placed his hands on my boobs. I turned back to see who he was. He harshly said to a loa ok forward and not to turn back. I like an obedient idiot turned my head forward. I allowed him to maul my boobs until my stop came in 20 minutes. After getting down, I rushed to the public toilet and saw my boobs. They had turned red due to the rough mauling. So now you must have got the idea of how I was. I have passed graduation and so my family started to search groom. Within three months of search, I got married to a guy name Suraj Singh Anant. He was a Government officer and working in general shift means 9:00 am to 5:00 pm. I didn’t have an affair in my college days. So I was a virgin at the time of marriage. My husband was very happy with the fact that I was a virgin. His trust of me being a good character girl was being fixed in his head. So the trust was built which wasn’t to be shredded easily. The family consisted of father-in-law, mother-in-law, two elder brothers of my husband and their wives. Both of them had one kid each. The eldest brother had a ten years old son named Sachin. The second brother had 5 years daughter named Komal who studied in UKG. All the cooking was done by eldest brother wife named Shakuntala. The housekeeping was done by second brother’s wife name Sujata. Now I helped them in their work but they usually denied my interference. But when I insisted a lot Sujata came up with an idea. She suggested that I can go and drop Komal to school at 8 in the morning and can pick her up at 1 in the afternoon. This wasn’t a heavy work so I objected. But she said to start with it and later she’ll allot more. Now arguing wasn’t a feature of mine and so I didn’t. Next day I went with them to see the road and school. The school wasn’t far away. But the location it was situated was an isolated location, few complex nearby and no residential area. The nearby area was open fields and few areas had thick bushes, and 5-6 feet’s high shrubs. So from the next day, I started to perform my duty. I rushed to drop Komal at 7:45 am and then went to pick her up at 12:30 pm. Getting early for pickup was another issue of school. Actually, the kids were sometimes left early around 12:45 pm or sometimes late around 1:15 pm. So I had to reach till 12:40 pm. But usually, I reached there by 12:30 pm. One day the sun was burning hot. I reached there around 12:30 pm and was feeling very thirsty. So I decided to drink a bottle of cold drink. I reached a nearby shop. I ordered a cold drink and started to sip sitting on the stool outside. Just a few feet’s away a guy in thirties was sitting and smoking. He was wearing a dirty shirt and pant with uncombed hair. He seemed like some kind of local goon. But I didn’t pay any attention to him. I must have caught his attention. So he said, “What a fine piece of ass you got!” I was stunned by his remark. But neither had I turned back nor did I reply anything. The second comment which arrived was, “Wow! Look at those thighs, perfectly shaped; I would love to lick them for hours.” My reaction was the same, no reaction no comments. He fired his third comment when I was getting up, after finishing my cold drink. He got a chance to peak at my boobs and so he commented. He commented a little louder, “Wow so nice boobs must be so soft and would love to enjoy with those.” My reaction was the same, I didn’t even looked at him and went to the counter and returned the bottle. I paid the cash for the cold drink and reached for my Activa. I started my Activa and reached back to the school gate. I waited there for Komal to be released. After 5 minutes, when I turned back, I was stunned to see the same guy standing a few feet away from me. Now I panicked a little and my expression was giving him the idea about it. Guys like him maybe sensed the fear and panic emotions of girls. I was sitting on my Activa with both legs facing the left side of the vehicle. Just after 2-3 minutes the guy walked and reached in front of me, just 3 feet away. Now my panic level reached 100%, and he realized it immediately. He said, “Hi! Myself Purushottam, you can call me Puru. My friends mostly call me Puru.” He forwarded his hand towards me. But I didn’t raise my hand toward him. I was looking at him with discomfort.

My expression was like a lamb sitting in front of a lion. He asked me to at least shake hands. I panicked at his words and automatically my hand went towards him. He took my hand in his and shook hand. But instead of leaving my hand, he kept holding my hand. He started to press my hand and feel how soft was it. He commented, “Wow you got a very soft hand, feel like kissing them.” Now the place was totally isolated and not a single guy was near. He pulled my hand up and kissed on it. I was dead shocked when he commented lewdly, “I was thinking how it would feel. This hand holding my dick, giving me a hand job.” He looked upwards towards the sky and pretended himself thinking about it. He smiled and looked back towards my face. He shot one more comment. He said, “Your skin is very soft, I was thinking how soft must be your boobs and butts.” A born coward, that much happened and still, I didn’t find the courage to speak a word. Just then the peon peeped outside and Puru left my hand immediately. The peon looked at me and said, “Madam, the class is going on. The school will release around 1:30 PM. You can go and wait in the shade of a tree, in the front of the school gate or side of the school boundary. You’ll hear the school bell then you can come. Why are you standing in the sun?” I said ok and his head went inside again. I looked at the clock which was pointing at 12:50 pm. Still, more than half an hour was left. I cursed God and situation that how I will handle this jerk till then. After a minute’s pause, Puru asked, “What’s your name.” I said, “G…G…Geeta Singh Anant.” He asked, “What’s your age?” I said, “T…T…Twenty-one.” He asked, “Married?” On which I just nodded my head. He asked, “How much time before you got married?” I said, “One and a half months ago.” He kept his one hand on my left thigh and pressed it. He said, “Wow then your pussy must be too tight, good.” I nearly jumped off the seat but didn’t try to remove his hand from my thigh. He pressed my thighs a few times and said, “Solid, Nice one.” He paused for a few seconds and said, “Why don’t you come along with me to the side of the school. It’s quite hot here, the sun is really burning.” I shook my head in negative. But he said that it was uselessly making formalities. He took my palm in his palm, held them tight and pulled me towards him. I got up from the seat and was literally being dragged behind him. We reached to the side wall of the school. He made me stand there with my back towards the wall and face towards him. He didn’t leave my palm and kept of pressing it gently. He said, “I was saying that your skin is too soft. Your boobs and butts must be soft also.” I didn’t reply. So he said, “I don’t think you’ll mind if I check it myself.” I panicked again, my eyes became round with his words and action. As he kept his right palm on my left boob, over my saree and blouse. He immediately pressed it few times and said, “Seems soft but this way, how I will feel the skin.” He left my hand and boob. He pulled my saree from my shoulder, bunched that area in a tug and said, “Hold this!” I was too much terrified with his progress. The harsh words sent shivers to my spine. My nerves stopped working. I grabbed hold of the saree in my left hand. He progressed his hands towards my blouse cleavage. I tried to raise my hand to stop him. He said harshly, “Don’t you dare to raise your hands up. Else I’ll slap your cheeks very hard, understood?” I immediately nodded yes. He grabbed hold of the blouse buttons. He started to open the buttons from top to bottom. All in open field, just beside the roadside. I being a top class coward and the idiot didn’t even bother to resist. In a few seconds, he managed to get rid of all buttons. He spread apart both sides of the blouse. Now bra was in his view, but he pulled the bra upwards and tugged above the boobs. Now boobs were open to view. He said, “Soft white and look at those nipples, so delicious.” He grabbed both my boobs and started to press them violently. He was pressing them roughly. I just closed my eyes and turned my head towards the right side. He said, “Your boobs skin is really very soft and boobs too. But nipples are looking delicious. I can’t resist sucking them. I’m sure you won’t mind.” Before I could respond to his words, I opened my eyes to look at him. His lip reached my right boob’s nipple and was inside his mouth, licking and sucking my nipple. He was pressing my left boob with his left palm. I was dead shocked, looking clearly what he was doing but wasn’t able to respond. He started to alternate his mouth between left nipple and right nipple. Likewise, he was alternating his hand between the boobs. He kept on enjoying my boobs and nipples for 15 minutes. He asked, “Do you shave inside or have hairs?” My panic level reached to top level. His one hand entered my petticoat from the front and reached inside my underwear. He touched my pussy and found it clean without hairs. He looked up and said, “Nice! You keep it clean, I really like clean pussies.” He touched my pussy skin a few time and then forced his hand so that it reached my butts. He pressed my left butt roughly and said, “So soft, very nice.” I was about to cry by then when the school bell rang. I thanked my stars. The story will be continued in the next part. Comments and suggestions are welcome. You can mail me on [email protected].