Novelist Casnova
Word Count: 8,427
Title: Army Jawan’s Wife
Author: Novelist Casanova
Army Jawan’s Wife
The 1980s were the time the entire country was going through a very challenging phase, and unemployment was a big problem. In my state of Tamil Nadu, the situation was no different, the educated youth were struggling to find suitable jobs. The only steady and secure job was being in the Army with all the benefits and a guaranteed pension. Only the women married to the Army men were living a happy life and others were suffering under the hands of their unemployed husbands. In our small village alone, Army men were of huge demand among the fathers who had their daughters ready for marriage. Army men got all the beautiful girls in our village. Though they were not handsome, the girls in our village because of their family’s financial situation had no other choice but to say yes to the Army guys.
My elder sister and I were the only two daughters to our parents. My dad, just like all the dads in the village, out of all the struggle found an Army guy for my sister. He was clearly unattractive, no match to her beauty. The moment he saw my sister, he started drooling all over and decided to marry my sister. He started making love to my sister even before the engagement, my dad had no other choice but to let him enjoy my sister, as he did not want to irk the Army guy and make him say no to the marriage. Understanding our family’s financial situation and my dad’s desperate need to get her married to an Army guy and give her a secure future, my sister cooperated with the Army guy’s horny behavior and let him use her.
He lacked manners clearly, and enjoyed kissing my sister right in front of my dad. He was such a sick psycho that, while he used to kiss my beautiful sister’s lips, he used to openly comment about my sister’s boobs and ass, and tell my dad about how much he enjoyed making love to my sister’s pussy. My dad had no other choice but to let him do and say whatever dirty things about my sister. He used to give some money and send my dad out to buy something in order to make love to my sister in our house, and my dad used to put his head down in shame and leave.
He did not even spare my mom, he used to make my mom come to the Sugarcane fields lying to my dad that she is going to the river to fetch water. As my mom used to go to the Sugarcane fields, he used to take her inside the fields and kiss my mom’s lips, make her remove her saree, petticoat and blouse, and get naked for him and he used to enjoy making love to my mom. One day after letting him make love to her, she was returning home, and as I asked her why she was doing that, she cried and told me that she was doing this for my sister’s future.
Though I was prettier than my sister, strangely he did not even try to misbehave with me. After the Engagement, the village elders fixed the marriage next week, and my dad was so relieved. The Army guy still continued to make love to my sister, and my dad was cool with that. My mom on the other hand, used to readily go to the Sugarcane fields every time the Army guy used to call. This time as he took my mom inside the Sugarcane field, she readily went inside with him. As he was holding my mom’s face and kissing her lips, my mom was closing her eyes and kissing his lips back passionately. While she was kissing his lips back, my mom started grabbing his ass over his dhoti and hugging him.
Clearly she was horny, and was sucking his lips like she loved him. The guy who was so ugly, was enjoying the way he was getting his lips kissed by my beautiful mom. As both were kissing each other’s lips, their salaivas began leaking from their mouths. My mom, who was grabbing his ass over his dhoti, took her hand towards his front and lifted his dhoti and caught his cock and was stroking his cock while she was kissing his lips. My mom was clearly enjoying herself, and was ready to give him all the pleasures he wanted. Breaking the kiss, “take your clothes off,” he said and my mom smiled at him, wiped her mouth with her pallu and started removing her saree. She removed her blouse and petticoat, since she never wore her bra and panties inside, she was completely naked for him quickly. He absolutely loved the way my mom was cooperating.
As he started unbuttoning his shirt, my mom smilingly started helping him unbutton his shirt. My mom, standing naked with her beautiful dusky body, blushing, smiling and removing the ugly Army guy’s shirt clearly suggested that she was horny. As my mom unbuttoned his shirt and started removing his shirt off his shoulders, he undraped his dhoti, and my mom grabbed his loose underwear and knelt in front of him and started pulling it down and he got off his underwear. My mom, being a dutiful housewife, folded his underwear and kept it on her top of his dhoti and shirt which were on top of my mom’s saree, petticoat and blouse, and hugged his thighs and started kissing the area around his cock. “Hey, Devi, I love you more than your daughter, '' he said, brushing my mom’s hair. My mom giggled and continued kissing the area around his cock holding his cock with her right hand. She liked the way he was calling her by her name, probably it was getting her more horny.
She hugged him lovingly with her left hand around his ass cheeks and started lovingly kissing his cock. “Mmmmmmm…. Devi, you love me don’t you?” he moaned holding my mom’s face as she was taking his cock inside his mouth. My mom now was sucking and kissing his cock grabbing his ass cheeks affectionately. The Army guy was super horny and by the way my mom was teasing him with her kisses on his cock and sucking on his cock. He realized that he could cum early and grabbed my mom’s biceps. “Devi, get up my whore,” he said and helped my mom stand up and hugged my mom naked and they both were hugging each other naked and kissing their lips passionately. As they were kissing each other’s lips passionately, they were grabbing each other’s asses. He spread my mom’s ass cheeks and inserted his hand between my mom’s ass cheeks and tried to explore my mom’s asshole. “Mmmmmm..” she moaned and broke the kiss and smirked at him. He smiled at my mom and started kissing my mom’s cheeks and and went down kissing my mom’s neck and started kissing my mom’s cleavage and started sucking my mom’s boobs grabbing her ass tight. “Mmmmmmmmm….” my mom moaned as he started sucking my mom’s boobs and she was biting her lips and moaning. “Mmmmmmm mmmmmmmmm mmmmmmm… hey Devi, what a babe you are, I wish I married you instead of your daughter,” he moaned and continued squeezing my mom’s ass and sucking my mom’s boobs.
Realizing his horniness and his urge to cum, he spread my mom’s legs and inserted his cock inside my mom’s pussy and started making love to my mom in the standing position. “Mmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmmmm,” my mom was morning and hugged him tight and kissed his cheeks moaning in pleasure. “Mmmmmmm…. Devi, mmmmmm , Devi… tell me you are my whore, mmmmmm,” he moaned as he was making love to my mom in the standing position. “Mmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmmm,” my mom was moaning.
Meanwhile, I noticed someone, probably the owner of the Sugarcane field, was coming slowly in his bullock cart. “Devi, I can’t take it anymore, I am gonna cum inside you now, mmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmm mmmmmmm,” he began moaning and continued hugging my mom tight and was making love to her in the standing position. He was about to cum inside my mom’s pussy, and at the same time the owner of the Sugarcane field noticed movement in the Sugarcane field and got down from his bullock cart and started entering the field. At the same time, the Army guy was hugging my mom’s tight and squeezing my mom’s ass cheeks tight and making love to my mom in the standing position and was about to cum. “Mmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmm mmmmmmmm mmmmmm aaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,” my mom was moaning as he was thrusting his cock deeper and deeper inside my mom’s pussy. “Aaaaaa aaaaaaaaah aaaaaa aaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,” he moaned loud and shot his cum deep inside my mom pussy. “Who is that in my field,” as the owner of the Sugarcane field shouted, the Army guy pushed my naked mom and grabbed all the clothes and escaped from the spot.
In a hurry to escape from the spot, he grabbed my mom’s Saree, petticoat, and blouse along with his Dhoti, shirt, and underwear and tried to escape from the spot along with my mom. As my mom tried to flee naked, the Sugarcane field owner caught my mom’s hand. The Sugarcane field owner was actually my classmate Gopal’s dad, and he is well known to our family. “Chinnaswamy, please let me go,” my mom begged and tried to free herself from him. “No way, I am going to tell our entire village that you were sleeping with your son-in-law, and stop this wedding,” he said. “Chinnaswamy, please, it's my daughter’s future, don’t play with her future,” my mom begged, trying to free her left hand from him and trying everything possible to cover her nakedness with her right hand.
“Come to my store room, we will sort it out there,” he said. “Chinnaswamy, please,” my mom was begging. “Devi, you know that I always had an eye on you, god has given me this opportunity to enjoy you and I don’t want to ruin this,” he said. “Chinnaswamy, I have to leave, my husband will be searching for me,” my mom pleaded. “Come Devi, let's go to my farmhouse, it is hardly 100 meters from here, no one can see us,” he said. Chinnaswamy, please Chinnaswamy, I beg you, I have to go home, or else my husband will kill me,” my mom was begging him to let her go. “Devi, if you don’t sleep with me now, I will let you go, but before you reach home after finding your dress, I will go to the village and tell everyone that you were sleeping with your daughter’s fiance, and stop your daughter’s wedding,” he said in a threatening tone. “Chinnaswamy, this is wrong,” my mom said. “What you were doing with your future son-in-law is also wrong. Let's not waste time, let's finish this off quickly, Devi,” he said and grabbed my mom’s ass and tried to carry my naked mom over his shoulder. “No, Chinnaswamy, please, I beg you,” my mom begged. “Why Devi, why not?” he said and grabbed my mom’s boobs. “If you can let that ugly Army guy make love to me, why not me, Meena, you have known me since ages?” he said and began playing with my mom’s boobs and she was trying hard to take his hands off her boobs. “No Chinnaswamy please,” my mom kept begging. She was clearly not interested in sleeping with him, but she felt cornered. He grabbed my mom’s ass cheeks and carried her over his shoulders. He carried my naked mom over his shoulder and took her to his storeroom and started making love to my mom.
Since their doors and windows were all closed, I could not see them making love inside, but I could hear my mom’s moaning. More like she was screaming in pain asking for help. Luckily there was one window which was not closed properly and I opened it. “Meena, help me,” my mom screamed as she was naked on the haystack, and Chinnaswamy was on top of my mom and his cock was inside my mom’s pussy. “Meena, go bring dad, hurry,” my mom screamed helplessly. “Yeah go bring your dad, I will tell everyone that you mom was sleeping with her own son-in-law,” he said. “No, Meena, it’s a lie, don’t believe him,” my mom said. Of course she was lying, “If your husband comes to know about you sleeping with your son-in-law, he is going to kill himself, and your daughters will be without a father, you want that to happen?” he said and my mom froze for a moment and let him make love to her. “Uncle, I have locked the door from the inside and I am going to bring all the village people here, and tell them you are raping my mom,” I threatened him. “Meena, if you do that, I will kill your mom and I will kill myself here as well,” he said. “Chinnaswamy, listen to me, let's not complicate things now, okay?” my mom said, holding his face. “You go ahead and make love to me and we all will leave the place peacefully like nothing happened okay?” my mom said. Chinnaswamy agreed and as he was about to make love to my mom, “Meena, you go home and quickly get me something to wear, don’t tell anyone about this, okay?” my mom said. “Okay, mom,” I said.
She quickly hugged Chinnaswamy and spread her legs wider and let Chinnaswamy make love to her. As I was walking back home through the Sugarcane field, I saw Chinnaswamy’s son Gopal, my classmate holding my mom’s saree. “Gopal, that’s my mom’s,” I said and ran towards him and took my mom’s blouse saree. “Where is the petticoat?” I asked. “One guy was running naked and with a bunch of clothes in hand, and when my dog chased him, he just dropped the saree and blouse and escaped,” Gopal said. “Gopal, you wait here, don’t follow me okay?” he said. “Why, Meena, is there anything wrong?” he asked. “Please Gopal, listen to me, wait here,” I said. As I was about to run, “you are hiding something from me, Meena,” he said and caught my hand. “Please Gopal, I have to go,” I begged. “I will come with you,” he said. “Please Gopal, please,” I begged. “I have not been able to sleep since you said No to me, Meena, what wrong did you find in me? Am I not smart enough to be your boyfriend?” he said. “Gopal, I have to hurry, please understand,” I said. “Meena, can I get a hug from you?” he said, grabbing my hands tight. “If I hug you will you let me go?” I said. “Yes,” he said and smiled at me. “Alright,” I said and before I could hug him, he, getting a green signal to hug me, grabbed my ass and pulled me towards him and hugged me tight and started kissing my neck. “Hey, did I tell you to kiss me?” I said and broke the hug. “Sorry, Meena, you are so hot, I got carried away. You go and do whatever you want to do,” he said and I picked up my mom’s saree and blouse and started running towards the store room.
As I reached the store room and looked through the window, my mom was sleeping on top of Chinnaswamy and was kissing his lips passionately. As my mom was on top and kissing Chinnaswamy’s lips, he was grabbing my mom’s ass and kissing my mom’s lips back. “Let's spread my dhoti on the hay and do Meena,” he said. “Yeah, Chinnaswamy, it is poking everywhere,” my mom said and got on top of him. As they both were naked, he held one end of his Dhoti and gave the other end to my mom and they both spread it on the hay and made my naked mom sleep and slept on of my mom and started making love to my mom and my mom was enjoying it. “Mmmmmmm.. Chinnaswamy, I love it,” my mom said, holding his face and grinned and kissed him on his forehead. The way she was enjoying it was making me horny and I could feel my panties getting wet.
As I was gently bending down and watching my mom making love to Chinnaswamy uncle passionately, all of a sudden I felt a hand on my ass. As I turned around to see who it was, it was Chinnaswamy’s son Gopal, “shhhhh… don’t disturb them,” he said and I turned around. “I am not disturbing them,” I whispered as I was not in a mood to disturb them as well. “Your mom is enjoying it,” he whispered. “They are happy, let's not disturb them, Meena,” Gopal whispered. “Gopal, please leave now, I am feeling uncomfortable with you watching my mom naked,” I whispered. “I understand, Meena, I will turn around, and before I leave I want a hug from you. I know you won’t love me, at least, I can get a hug from you right?” Gopal whispered. As I agreed, Gopal hugged me with his arms around his waist. I hugged him back with my arms around his neck. As we were hugging each other, Gopal was facing the Sugarcane field, and I was facing the mirror and watching my mom enjoying making love. Though I was hugging Gopal, my focus was on my mom. As my full focus was on my mom, “Meena, can I keep hugging you for a minute or two?” he whispered into my ears. “Sure, Gopal,” I whispered and continued watching my mom making love and I started feeling horny already. As I was hugging Gopal and enjoying watching my mom’s love making, Gopal, roamed all his fingers over my back and was kissing my neck, and instead of protesting, I was enjoying his kisses and moaning softly near his ears. Gopal, realizing that I was horny, placed his hand over my ass on top of my half saree, and I hugged him tight and continued watching my mom making love. “Mmmmm.. Nice ass, Meena,” he whispered and started kissing my cheeks. Since I was already turned on, I was loving his kisses. Involuntarily my lips began kissing his cheeks back. As his hands roamed all over my ass cheeks, I began moaning softly, and he started lifting my half saree skirt and my petticoat from and grabbed my ass over my panties. As he was grabbing my white panties elastic and about to pull it down, I was in two minds whether to stop him or to let him remove my panties, but the itch in my pussy was begging him to remove my white panties and explore my pussy and clear my itch, so I decided to let Gopal remove my panties.
“Meena…” he whispered near my ears as I was watching my mom enjoying making love. “Yes, Gopal?” I whispered. “Can I remove your panteis?” he whispered. “Okay, but don’t do anything naughty,” I whispered. He planted a kiss on my cheek and grabbed my panties and began pulling it down and I helped him remove my white panteis off me. After removing my panties he threw it on the floor, and all of a sudden he placed his hands on my boobs over my blouse, “Gopal..!” I exclaimed. “Please, Meena,” he begged and I kept quiet and let him remove my blouse hooks. Pulling my half saree pallu and throwing it on my panteis, he started kissing my neck and removing my blouse hooks. I was not wearing my bra inside and the moment he removed my final blouse hook, my boobs dangled right in front of him and he readily placed his hands over my boobs. “Meena…. This is heaven,” he said, placing his hands over my naked boobs. I was so turned on that I stopped looking at my mom and I looked into his eyes, “can I?” he whispered asking me permission to suck my boobs. Since I was horny and totally turned on, I nodded a yes and he readily began sucking my boobs one after the other. Watching my mom making love to Chinnaswamy uncle and enjoying herself, I was enjoying the way Gopal was sucking my boobs. Gopal pulled his shorts down and his cock began poking my thighs and fighting to get inside me tearing my half saree skirt. Lifting my half saree skirt and my petticoat, he grabbed my naked ass and began kissing my boobs. That was the same exact thing his dad was doing to my mom. Chinnaswamy uncle was grabbing my mom’s ass cheeks and sucking her boobs and making love to her and she was enjoying it. As Gopal was grabbing my naked ass and sucking my boobs, I was thoroughly enjoying the feeling and was biting my lips and enjoying the feeling. His cock was hitting my inner thighs and was dying to enter me, and so badly wanted to hold his cock and see how it feels in my hand, but I was trying to control myself. Since Gopal had lifted my half saree skirt and petticoat up already, I could feel his sticky precum on his cock spread on my inner thighs. I was so hrony that I so badly wanted to hold his cock, “if he can grab your ass and suck your boobs, you can’t just hold his cock?” I said to myself and reached for his cock, and I touched his cock, I immediately took his hands off his cock. He stopped sucking my boobs, “It's okay, hold my cock, Meena, you will love it,” he said and grabbed my right hand with his left hand and placed it on his cock. As I held his cock in my hand, my heart started to beat faster as it was a different feeling as that was the first time I was holding a cock in my hand. Biting my lips and looking into his eyes, I began enjoying the feel of his cock growing in my hand. Gopal who was lifting my half saree skirt and petticoat and grabbing my naked ass cheeks, now took hands off my ass cheeks and placed his right hand over my inner thighs making my legs go weak. As I was holding his cock on my right hand and looking into his eyes biting my lips, my pussy began to itch, “I love you, Meena,” Gopal said and took his right hand that was on my inner thighs and grabbed my pussy. “Mmmmmmm….” I moaned, my body was totally in his control now and I was ready to surrender to Gopal, all these days I was saying No to his love proposal, and now when he was asking me to accept his love proposal holding my wet and itchy pussy. I loved his cock at the same time my pussy was aching for his cock inside me, and my body was already in his control, “Do you love me?” he asked and inserted his middle finger inside my pussy. “Mmmmmmmmmmm” I moaned and started kissing his lips. He began kissing my lips back and took his hand off my pussy, and lifted my half saree skirt and petticoat and grabbed my legs and lifted me and wrapped my legs around his waist and all of a sudden inserted his cock inside my totally wet pussy and began making love to me. The moment his cock inside my pussy, I felt like he was totally inside me, my pussy belongs to him, “Mmmmmmmmmmmm,” I moaned. “Take me Gopal, I am all yours, I have surrendered to you, make me your slave, my pussy is all yours,” I said to myself and hugged him tight with my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. Realizing that I have surrendered to him already and my pussy is all his now, Gopal was grabbing my ass, kissing my lips and continued making love to me. “Mmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmm,” I was moaning and at the same time I could hear my mom moaning as well. Gopal breathed heavily and began inserting his cock deeper and deeper inside my pussy, clearly he was about to cum, and so was I. As we both neared a strong orgasm, I watched my mom hugging Chinnaswamy uncle tight, scratching her nails on his back as she was about to cum as well. “Mmmmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmm,” as my mom was moaning louder and louder, “mmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmmm” I started moaning as I was about to cum as well. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm,” moaned loud as Chinnaswamy uncle came inside my pussy. While his dad shot his cum inside my mom’s pussy, his son Gopal, squeezing my ass tight, really tight, shot his cum deep inside my pussy. As I was about to moan loudly, he locked his lips with mine and carried me away from the window with his cock still inside my pussy. As he was pulling his cock out slowly, I could feel all my juices combined with his juices flowing out of my pussy and running down my thighs.
I thoroughly loved the feel of it, as it was very new to me, my body in fact ached for more, but he was in a hurry to put on his shorts and leave before his dad found him. Me on the other hand was in a hurry to hook my blouse up and drape my pallu over my blouse. As I was hooking my blouse, Gopal wore his shorts and picked up my mom’s saree and blouse, and my half saree pallu and my white panties and came towards me. First he gave my half saree pallu and as I was wearing it, he was holding my white panties and admiring it, “Gopal,” I whispered and smiled at him, and he gave my white panties. As I collected my white panties from Gopal and was about to wear my white panties, “close your eyes, Gopal,” I whispered. “Please, Meena, let me watch you wear your panties,” he whispered. Though I let Gopal make love to me just moments back, I was kind of feeling shy. “Gopal, I am feeling shy,” as I whispered. “You close and wear your panties, Meena,” as he said, we heard the sound of his dad coming out of the room, and quickly Gopal gave my mom’s saree and blouse to me and ran and hid behind the building.
“Meena..” Chinnaswamy uncle called and came near me. “Meena, don’t tell this to anyone, okay?” he said. “Sure, uncle,” I said. “Brought clothes for you mom?” he asked and examined my mom’s saree and blouse and found my white panties in it. “Mmmm… Devi’s panties,” he exclaimed and started sniffing my white panties. “Mmmmm… just love the smell of your mom’s panties, Meena,” he whispered. “Those are my panteis, uncle,” I almost said, but kept quiet. As he continued sniffing my panteis, “Dad,” Gopal called and Chinnaswamy uncle quickly placed my panties back on my mom’s saree and blouse. “What are you doing here?” Chinnaswamy uncle asked. “Mom called,” he said. “Let’s go,” Chinnaswamy uncle said and took Gopal along with him. As they both started leaving, I started wearing my white panties, “Meena,” my mom called from the window and I went inside and gave her blouse and saree to her. “No petticoat?” she asked and the very next moment, “you remove your petticoat and give it to me,” she said and started wearing her blouse. I lifted my half saree and removed my petticoat and gave it to my mom.
As my mom started wearing my petticoat, “Sorry, Meena, you have to watch uncomfortable things, hope you realize I am doing this for your sister’s future,” my mom said. “Mom, I am your best friend, and you think I don’t know why you had to do all this? But I hate this guy. The Army guy left you and escaped from the sight. What a coward..!! How is he even in the Army?” I said. “Every man has his flaws, Meena, so does he. Sex is his weakness, he agreed to marry your sister only if I let him make love to me, and I agreed,” my mom said. “You are great, mom,” I said. “Thanks, Meena,” my mom said. “But the guy is so ugly,” I said. “I got used to him, Meena. Your dad is not a good looking man, is he? I got used to him as well,” my mom said. My mom was right, and I did not want to argue who is better, my dad or the Army guy with my mom. I promised my mom that I won’t tell this to anyone and we went home. The whole night I could not sleep as the thought of letting Gopal make love to me and my mom making love to Gopal’s Dad was keeping me horny. As my mom, my elder sister, and I were sleeping on the floor on the Coir Carpet, “mom,” I whispered. “Mmmm?” my mom asked in her half sleep. “Did you enjoy making love to Chinnaswamy uncle?” I whispered. “Yeah,” my mom said in her half sleep. “Mom, who is better in terms of making love, Army guy or Chinnaswamy uncle,” I whispered. “The Army guy,” my mom whispered in her half sleep, and tried to fall asleep. “Mom…… wake up,” I tried to wake my mom up. “Meena, mommy is tired… got to sleep,” my mom whispered. “Just answer this one question, mom, please,” I said. “Yes, tell me,” my mom this time half opened her eyes and asked. “How is the Army guy better than dad and Chinnaswamy uncle, mom?” I asked. “The Army guy is really good at it,” my mom said and tried and went to sleep. She was clearly exhausted. That’s when I noticed my elder sister slowly getting up and going out through the back door. As I quietly followed her, to my shock she was hugging some guy and crying, and he was crying as well, “Prabhu, you have to do something, I am already engaged and next week is the wedding,” my elder sister said crying. “Radhika….” my dad called from inside. “Prabhu, it's my dad, you have to leave now, do something and stop the wedding, I trust you,” my elder sister said and sent him away.
“Radhika…” my dad called again, and my sister quickly went inside, “went to pee, dad,” she said and went to sleep.
Since we had Wedding Arrangements to take care of, I did not go to school, and was busy with the wedding arrangements as our relatives had come to our house. The night before the wedding, we all went to the Wedding Hall, as it was our custom to stay at the Wedding hall the night before the wedding. The night before the wedding, I forgot to bring spare clothes. Instead of wearing my clothes, I wore my mom’s saree, and was standing at the corner of the Wedding Hall Terrace. The men were behind the Wedding Hall and Drinking and playing cards, and the ladies were sleeping on the terrace and gossiping. Many of the ladies were secretly getting drunk and gossiping as well. One among the ladies who were getting drunk was our school Tamil teacher, Ms. Mahalakshmi. Ms. Mahalakshmi used to handle Tamil and Mathematics for us, and the boys in our class were crazy about her, as she used to look sweet and innocent, at the same time she used to sometimes accidentally reveal her navel. She was in her nighty now and the ladies were cunningly getting our Tamil teacher drunk, to get some of the gossip from her. As all the ladies were sharing about their recent sexual encounters, it was our Tamil teacher’s turn now.
“I attended a Tamil Literature fest which was organized by the Govt. of Tamil Nadu, in Madras recently,” she started. All the other ladies started to move close to her out of curiosity to know about the Tamil Teacher’s sexual encounter.
“I met this young Tamil poet at his stall, he was only 20 and I was so impressed by his books, and stood there reading his books. “You like them?” he asked. “Yes, very much,” I said. “Then you will like this poem as well. I wrote it just now,” he said and gave a small poem to read. As I started reading his poetry, I was surprised to see the poem was all about me. He has been writing this poem about me ever since I entered his stall. The poem first begins with the beauty of my saree and my blouse, and then he goes on to describe the beauty of my hair, my my forehead, my nose, my cheeks, my lips, my neck, and that’s when he starts to describes about my bosoms in my blouse, how jealous he was about my blouse, and how jealous he was about my bra, and how his hands are dying to remove my blouse and bra and feel my bosoms. He had written this in a poetic way and I started liking it and even started getting horny. Then he wrote about how he would love to remove my saree and admire my beauty only in my petticoat, and take me into his embrace and feel up my bosoms against his chest and start kissing my lips. I was getting so horny that I started to sweat already. Then he wrote about how he would request me to lift my petticoat and remove my panties and give it to me. Then he wrote that if I refuse to lift my petticoat and remove my panties and give it to him, he would continue kissing my lips until I agree to lift my petticoat and remove my panties and give it to him. Then he wrote about carrying me to the table and lifting my petticoat and began tasting my pussy and licking my honey(my juices) and all of a sudden I stopped reading his poem and gave his poem to him and started wiping my sweat all over my face. By this time my panties had gotten wet, “how is the poem?” he asked, coming close to me. “Sorry, I went into so much detail,” he said. “It’s okay, my husband is waiting,” as I was saying without looking into his eyes. “Did I get your panties wet?” he whispered. “Excuse me?!” I exclaimed, as I was surprised, shocked at his boldness. “I think I did,” he said. “No you didn’t,” I couldn’t believe I said that, perhaps the horny girl inside me said that, but the mature teacher inside me woke up inside me and tried to leave the place. “Wait..!” he whispered and held my hand. “I have to go,” I literally begged, I could have pushed him aside and left the place, but the horny girl inside me was stopping me from moving and was wanting me to stay with the Tamil Poet. “I will let you go in a moment, just listen to me,” he said and held my face. Men holding my face has always been a turn on to me, and this guy holding my face, and me be horny already, was making my knees weak. “What you want me to do?” I whispered with tears rolling all over my cheeks and I was fighting from inside whether to leave the place or let the poet have me. “I want you to tell me if I wet your panties with my poem or not,” he said. “I am married, please let me go,” I whispered. “Just answer my question,” he said. “No,” I whispered. “What, No?,” he exclaimed. “You did not,” I whispered. “I did not get your panteis wet?” he asked. “Yeah,” I said. “I want you to show me your panteis, if your panteis are not wet, you can leave,” he said. “If it is wet?” I whispered. “If I had got your panteis wet, then I will get a kiss from you,” he said. “What?!,” I exclaimed. “Yeah, it is because of my poem you got wet, and don’t you think I should get a kiss at least as a reward?” he asked. “I am married, I have kids, I can’t,” I whispered. “Your panteis are wet?” he asked again. “I don’t know, but I have to leave,” I whispered. “I know I have got your panties wet, let me have my rewards and let you go,” he said and all of a sudden started holding my face, he started kissing my lips. Since I was hory and wet my panties already, I began kissing his lips back. Sensing that I was feeling horny as well, he started inserting his hands under my pallu and began grabbing my boobs over my blouse, and I pushed him and ran from that place,” as the Tamil teacher was saying, “mmmm… My God, if I was in your place, I would have slept with him and had nice fun,” one lady said and all the ladies started giggling.
That’s when I noticed one of my classmates, Krishna, covering himself in a Blanket and hiding among the ladies. Krishna was one among those weird guys in our school, who were interested in older women than us. Though we girls during break times used to tease the boys by innocently twirling around in our school skirts and revealing our thighs and sometimes our panties to them, they were more interested in our teachers in their sarees and never missed a chance to ogle at them. Our mom’s were their favorite, every time there was a wedding, they used to attend the wedding the night before, as our moms and aunties used to get drunk and sleep on the Wedding Hall terrace, they used to hide among ladies, and take advantage of the drunk ladies and feel them up when they were asleep. Many times they used to get lucky, and our moms and aunties would get turned on by them, used to let them make love to them under the blanket. I was pretty sure Krishna was here for that. As I ignored him, and looked at the men, the men were still drinking and sleeping all over, and the Ladies on the terrace were asleep already, I saw the Army guy waving at me, “Devi?” he called. I quickly went and slept next to those ladies and covered myself in a blanket. Probably in the dark he thought I was my mom. As I covered myself in a blanket, all of a sudden I could feel someone coming and sleeping next to me, and lift my blanket and sleep on top of me and cover with the blanket.
“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh…. Don’t make a sound,” the Army guy whispered in the dark and started hugging me tight, “Oh… I missed you Devi….” he whispered. By the time I was about to open my mom and say I am not Devi, and her daughter, the Army guy started kissing my lips.
As I was confused whether to kiss his lips back or not, “mmmmmm.. Kiss my lips back,” he whispered. Since I was horny and the thought of my mom telling me that he makes love better, I forgot the fact that he was going to marry my sister in the morning, and started hugging him tight and began kissing his lips back. As I was kissing his lips, he was squeezing my boobs over my blouse and was driving me crazy. All of a sudden he grabbed my saree and petticoat and began lifting it up and placed his hands over my pussy on top of my panties, “what’s with the new habit? You have started wearing panties?” he whispered and inserted his hand inside my panties and grabbed my pussy. I was so horny that I wanted to moan, but I started to bite my lips and control myself. The moment he inserted his middle finger inside my pussy, I hugged him tight and started biting his shoulder to control myself from moaning, “Oh my God, what happened to your pussy, Devi, it has gotten tighter, and I am loving it,” he said and started kissing my lips. “Mmmmm… love the taste of your lips as well,” he said and this time, a soft moan escaped from my lips and he quickly realized it was not my mom, but me. As he slowly removed the blanket off my face, “Meena, I am sorry, I thought it was someone else,” he whispered, but his finger was sitting inside my panties. Feeling his hand inside my panties, I just remained quietly without saying a word. “Alright, you take rest,” he said and bent forward and kissed my lips, and I held his face and started kissing his lips back and smiled at him. He knew I was horny, “mmmmm.. Nice pussy you have there,” he whispered with his hand inside my panteis and grabbing my pussy. “Sorry, again, I am getting carried away, I thought you were someone else,” he whispered. “My mom? I know you like my mom and you have been enjoying my mom,” I whispered, holding his face. “She said you don’t like me,” he whispered. “Not anymore,” I whispered, holding his face, and started kissing his lips. “Mmmmmm… So you like me?” he whispered. “Why?” he asked this time, rubbing my clit with his hand inside my panties. “I don’t know, but I am liking you very much,” I said and hugged him tight. I had actually fallen in love with the guy whom my elder sister was going to get married to at Sunrise.
I could smell alcohol already on up, he must have had some drinks before coming to me. I always hated the smell of alcohol, but not this time. I was so horny that I ignored the smell of alcohol on him, and continued hugging him tight and started kissing his lips. As he was playing with my pussy with his hand inside my panties, I was getting so wet and my legs started to spread to let the Army guy explore my pussy further. As I was tasting, sucking, and kissing his lips, his saliva started dripping all over my mouth. Though his saliva tasted like alcohol, I started tasting his saliva and began swallowing his saliva as well. “Mmmmmm…. You are wet,” he whispered, feeling my pussy with his hand inside my panteis. “Mmmmm…” I whispered. “Can I?” he whispered. Misunderstanding that he was asking permission to finger my pussy, “yes,” I whispered and he readily went down and lifted my saree and petticoat all the way up and grabbed my panties and began pulling it down. “Oh my god.!” I exclaimed and took the blanket to cover him. As I was about to cover him, he spread my legs apart and took his mouth near my pussy and started kissing my pussy. “Mmmmmmm…..” I moaned and covered him with the blanket. The blanket was small and I could cover him and cover myself till my waist. Since it was dark and the only source of light was the thin moon light, I told myself not to worry, and started enjoying the army guy eating my pussy. He was kissing and eating my pussy, just like he was kissing my lips, and I was totally enjoying biting my lips. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…” I moaned this time, as he inserted his hands under and grabbed my ass cheeks and sucked my pussy lips inside his mouth.
As me and the Army guy were romancing under the blanket, we heard the sound of a bullock cart. As we removed the blacket and looked around, all the ladies were asleep, and we got up to see who it was from the terrace. “Who is he?” the Army guy asked. Adjusting my saree, I looked at the guy who was getting down from his bullock cart, it was none other than my sister’s boyfriend, Prabhu, who had promised my sister that he was going to stop the wedding at any cost and make my sister his wife. He was getting down from the Bullock cart and was quietly walking towards the place where the men were drinking and sleeping everywhere and he slowly got past them and entered the Wedding Hall. Without even waiting for my response, the Army guy went downstairs.
As I was about to follow him, “Meena,” one aunty called, as I went near her. “Meena, I have pee, please accompany me to the bushes,” she said and got up. I had no other choice, “Sure, Aunty,” I said and we both got down from the terrace and started walking a good 100 feet from the Wedding Hall to find the bush. My mind was aching to find out what was going to happen when the Army guy saw my elder sister and her boyfriend Prabhu together. As we found a bush, and the Aunty started lifting her saree and petticoat, since it was a full moon, I could clearly see her ass cheeks as she was not wearing her panties. “Meena, alert me if anyone comes,” she said and started peeing, that’s when a Bullock Cart passed her at a good speed, and the Aunty immediately stood up ending up peeing all over her legs and petticoat. As the Aunty was cursing the Bullock Cart, a Motorcycle started following the Bullock cart. It was crystal clear to me that the Army guy was following My elder sister and her boyfriend Prabhu who were in the Bullock cart.
Ignoring the Aunty I started running and following them. By the time I reached a deserted place, the Army guy had already rounded up the Bullock cart, and my elder sister and her boyfriend were negotiating something with the Army Guy. As I went close and started hiding behind a Tree, my sister started removing her saree and giving it to her boyfriend. Her boyfriend was crying and collected my sister’s saree and was placing it on his shoulders, “take your blouse off too,” the Army guy said. As my sister was crying and looking at her boyfriend, “remove your blouse, Radhika, we don’t have any choice,” her boyfriend Prabhu said crying. “Your boyfriend, sorry, your future husband is saying, remove your blouse,” the Army man said. As my sister was reluctantly removing her blouse, “Do it, and prove to me that you both love each other and will sacrifice anything for your love,” the Army guy said. As my sister and her boyfriend started looking at each other, “hey Romeo, go remove her petticoat, if you don’t remove her petticoat, I will take her back to the Wedding Hall and marry her in the morning and let my father in law kill you,” the Army guy threatened my sister’s boyfriend.
Prabhu was crying and went near my sister and started removing my sister’s blouse. As he unhooked my sister’s blouse, my sister removed her blouse and gave it to her boyfriend and he placed it on his shoulders on top of her saree. Now, my sister was standing only in her white bra and yellow petticoat, “remove her petticoat,” the Army guy said. “Please,” as my sister begged. “Just remove your petticoat,” the Army guy said, and out of fear, her boyfriend held my sister’s petticoat string and was about to pull it off, “I will do it, Prabhu, I will remove my petticoat for him and prove our love is true love,” my sister said and started removing her petticoat and gave it to her boyfriend and was standing only in her white bra and dark green color panties.
Watching my elder sister only in her white bra and dark green color panties, the Army guy hugged my sister in her bra and panties and started carrying her towards the bullock cart. “Sir… sir… sir… please sir,” her boyfriend begged. “I am gonna have her and then give her to you,” the army guy said. “Sir, please…” her boyfriend begged. “If you don’t let me have her, I am going to marry her and have her for the rest of my life,” as the Army guy said. My sister knew that she did not have any choice, and it was not that it was the first time the Army guy was making love to her, but was pretending in front of her boyfriend. “Prabhu, can you wait near that Banyan tree?” my sister said, hugging the Army guy back in her bra and panties, and pointing at the Banyan tree which was a good kilometer from the Bullock Cart. Her boyfriend and the Army guy clearly understood why she was sending him there. Placing my sister’s saree, blouse, and petticoat inside the bullock cart, her boyfriend came towards my sister who was hugging the Army guy back. “Sir, can I give her a hug before you have her?” her boyfriend asked. “No, you can hug her after I enjoy her,” the Army guy said. Her boyfriend, watching my sister in her white bra and dark green panties, was getting horny and at the same time was helpless. “Okay Sir, I will wait near the Banyan tree,” her boyfriend said and gently placed his right hand on my sister’s ass over her dark green panties. The Army guy slapped him and sent him away and took my sister and removed her bra and panties and enjoyed making love to my sister nicely and came inside her pussy and let her elope with her boyfriend.
Though I was in shock and went towards the Army guy, I was horny, “why did you let them go? Whom would you marry tomorrow then?” I asked. “You,” he said and began kissing my lips. Since I was horny, I began kissing his lips back. The next day we got married, and that’s How I became the Army Jawan’s Wife.
The End of Chapter 1
Regards
Novelist Casanova
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