I am married,and look forward for a story where I can closely see myself.I am really not into porn story,I like erotica,where there is a story with sex.I don't like spanking, collar or someone treating me as subhuman. Although I like male dominance,taken in hand relationship.a consensual male led relationship,where a wife obeys her husband,because of his personality,may be because of his voice,the way he says no,or yes,or simply because he is so strong,tall and put her in missionary position when ever he likes.
In fact I would like to see myself in the lead character, my age, ethnicity, and my physical attributes, including my present relationship status. No,I I don’t dare to share this story with my husband, nor with my friends. I won’t mind if people who are not known to me read this, or the story gets published in a fiction site.
I am 29 yrs( ’83 Born), I wish if in story I could be little younger ,may be 26-27 Yrs ,LOL. I am 5ft 4Inchs,I am a Bengali Hindu, born and brought up in a middle class family in Kolkata/India. I was an average student, who had received formal education in Arts. I cannot sing .I cannot dance. I was not very good at math., I am not very intelligent/but not a dumb as well. Like many girls, I wanted to do modeling/acting, but never got permission in spite of having a offer. Our family(Joint), specially my parents disapprove my choice. I got married early, at 22 yrs. Yes, I would say, look wise I was and still am above average. I am fair complexion, good facial features , threaded arched eyebrows, black eyes, straight dense shoulder reach hair, with good vital stat to die for. In college, I enjoyed proposal from boys, but never cared, because I knew I will get much better than them. In fact, I got one, Prasanta, is five year elder to me, s/w engineer, decent income, what else, can I ask for. I knew ,not all dreams are to be realized. So, I decided to settle with what life has offered to me. Should I call it an arranged marriage, not really? He knew me through a common friend, he proposed me in a most un-romantic manner on a busy street. I said yes, because I knew him. Our marriage was arranged by both the families. It was short, and simple, just a registry, which no girl will like. Our marriage was followed by a short honeymoon at a small hill station in India. What really annoyed me, that soon after wedding, within a couple of month’s time I found myself pregnant! How can a man be so careless! I had given a birth of a baby girl, who is now 6 yrs old. I would say, my sex life is not very exciting; rather it was dull from the beginning. He is lean built, and not very keen/demanding/insatiable on bed. I think, in a game of sex women love to loose!
To kill my boredom, I have taken a job in insurance sector some 4 yrs back, it is certainly not for financial reason. I wear jeans/t shirt/salwar/top, rarely saree, unlike other married hindu women, I don’t wear sindoor(vermillion), I don’t disclose to people ,that I am married and having a girl. None opposed ,my decision to join a job, or wearing dresses which are unlikely ,though not rare for a married woman. I wish they should. Men becomes men when they become possessive about their spouse. Or should I say the more feminine a woman becomes man becomes more man. I perhaps like being dominated and that too by a strong upper class virile man, who can take me as a long term wife material not concubines, not just for one night stand. I hate bestiality, I hate marital rape. An Ideal husband needs to be a good player, who knows how to bring her in moods, any time and every time, may be in a kitchen, in a bathroom and of course on bed. At times she pleads to spare her, yet she enjoys the forbidden fruits. Her culture, religion doesn’t approve to be with a second man legally yet she enjoys her luxurious and lavish life style of a trophy wife. She knows she cannot go back to India, can’t show her face to her parents, daughter, yet she started loving her new husband’s family, his kid from his first marriage and want one more from her new husband. Her new life is now being entangled in visiting cozy spa, wearing costly dress, makeup, heels, visiting elite party, getting over attention/praise/woo from husband, in-laws and his friend’s circle. The life she dreamt off, but of course not at the cost of Prasant/daughter.
Few Things I feel:
At the time of my bridal preparation under strict vigilance of my future mother-in-law/sister-in-law : I feel like a condemned woman waiting for the gallows, she knew not the exact time of her execution or in this case her wedding. As two women busy preparing me for the big day, I could see my ex-husband prasant who was forced to divorce helplessly stares at me. I could see my daughter is being prevented by my future mother-in-law to come before me, I could here her saying “ Don’t disturb. Can’t you see she is now being made-up for the occasion. My sister-in-law inspects every little detail, and asked whether a Brazilian wax has been done or not. I am being a subject of lot of cat calls and teasing. I know once the marriage will be over, I will be carried away to threshold by my new groom, will be a subject of garter tossing, Prasant and my daughter will be no more in my life then, as per understanding they need to go back to India living me here.
Once the reception party is over, I will be swept off my feet and he carries me to his master bed room, gets busy in undressing me slowly and seductively before a mirror, I will think of my daughter and ex-husband.
Few wedding fantasy:
A lavish fairy tale wedding, a detail well depicted bridal makeover session, I am being appreciated/,teased,/rebuked. : A detail depiction of wedding rituals. Little exhibitionism by my new husband, public display of affection/being kissed in public .
How My New Husband Should Look: Strong, muscular v-shaped body with strong arms and narrow waist. Rich, insatiable, dominating and a player, who gets whatever he wants. He is widowed and have one kid from his first wife.
In fact I would like to see myself in the lead character, my age, ethnicity, and my physical attributes, including my present relationship status. No,I I don’t dare to share this story with my husband, nor with my friends. I won’t mind if people who are not known to me read this, or the story gets published in a fiction site.
I am 29 yrs( ’83 Born), I wish if in story I could be little younger ,may be 26-27 Yrs ,LOL. I am 5ft 4Inchs,I am a Bengali Hindu, born and brought up in a middle class family in Kolkata/India. I was an average student, who had received formal education in Arts. I cannot sing .I cannot dance. I was not very good at math., I am not very intelligent/but not a dumb as well. Like many girls, I wanted to do modeling/acting, but never got permission in spite of having a offer. Our family(Joint), specially my parents disapprove my choice. I got married early, at 22 yrs. Yes, I would say, look wise I was and still am above average. I am fair complexion, good facial features , threaded arched eyebrows, black eyes, straight dense shoulder reach hair, with good vital stat to die for. In college, I enjoyed proposal from boys, but never cared, because I knew I will get much better than them. In fact, I got one, Prasanta, is five year elder to me, s/w engineer, decent income, what else, can I ask for. I knew ,not all dreams are to be realized. So, I decided to settle with what life has offered to me. Should I call it an arranged marriage, not really? He knew me through a common friend, he proposed me in a most un-romantic manner on a busy street. I said yes, because I knew him. Our marriage was arranged by both the families. It was short, and simple, just a registry, which no girl will like. Our marriage was followed by a short honeymoon at a small hill station in India. What really annoyed me, that soon after wedding, within a couple of month’s time I found myself pregnant! How can a man be so careless! I had given a birth of a baby girl, who is now 6 yrs old. I would say, my sex life is not very exciting; rather it was dull from the beginning. He is lean built, and not very keen/demanding/insatiable on bed. I think, in a game of sex women love to loose!
To kill my boredom, I have taken a job in insurance sector some 4 yrs back, it is certainly not for financial reason. I wear jeans/t shirt/salwar/top, rarely saree, unlike other married hindu women, I don’t wear sindoor(vermillion), I don’t disclose to people ,that I am married and having a girl. None opposed ,my decision to join a job, or wearing dresses which are unlikely ,though not rare for a married woman. I wish they should. Men becomes men when they become possessive about their spouse. Or should I say the more feminine a woman becomes man becomes more man. I perhaps like being dominated and that too by a strong upper class virile man, who can take me as a long term wife material not concubines, not just for one night stand. I hate bestiality, I hate marital rape. An Ideal husband needs to be a good player, who knows how to bring her in moods, any time and every time, may be in a kitchen, in a bathroom and of course on bed. At times she pleads to spare her, yet she enjoys the forbidden fruits. Her culture, religion doesn’t approve to be with a second man legally yet she enjoys her luxurious and lavish life style of a trophy wife. She knows she cannot go back to India, can’t show her face to her parents, daughter, yet she started loving her new husband’s family, his kid from his first marriage and want one more from her new husband. Her new life is now being entangled in visiting cozy spa, wearing costly dress, makeup, heels, visiting elite party, getting over attention/praise/woo from husband, in-laws and his friend’s circle. The life she dreamt off, but of course not at the cost of Prasant/daughter.
Few Things I feel:
At the time of my bridal preparation under strict vigilance of my future mother-in-law/sister-in-law : I feel like a condemned woman waiting for the gallows, she knew not the exact time of her execution or in this case her wedding. As two women busy preparing me for the big day, I could see my ex-husband prasant who was forced to divorce helplessly stares at me. I could see my daughter is being prevented by my future mother-in-law to come before me, I could here her saying “ Don’t disturb. Can’t you see she is now being made-up for the occasion. My sister-in-law inspects every little detail, and asked whether a Brazilian wax has been done or not. I am being a subject of lot of cat calls and teasing. I know once the marriage will be over, I will be carried away to threshold by my new groom, will be a subject of garter tossing, Prasant and my daughter will be no more in my life then, as per understanding they need to go back to India living me here.
Once the reception party is over, I will be swept off my feet and he carries me to his master bed room, gets busy in undressing me slowly and seductively before a mirror, I will think of my daughter and ex-husband.
Few wedding fantasy:
A lavish fairy tale wedding, a detail well depicted bridal makeover session, I am being appreciated/,teased,/rebuked. : A detail depiction of wedding rituals. Little exhibitionism by my new husband, public display of affection/being kissed in public .
How My New Husband Should Look: Strong, muscular v-shaped body with strong arms and narrow waist. Rich, insatiable, dominating and a player, who gets whatever he wants. He is widowed and have one kid from his first wife.
