A Women’s Desire, Passion And Sex
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One afternoon after my coaching classes I went CP (Delhi) to meet my friend. He said I will be coming one hour late because of some urgent work. I said ok try to come soon as possible.   During afternoon hours, CP has fewer visitors and I like this time to roam around the blocks looking for some good eateries. After looking few places I sat on a cemented bench made around pedestrian ramps. I have a habit of observing people around me. So I started to look here and there and then I saw a lady of middle age but she had maintained herself hence I couldn’t judge her age. Maybe she was 35 years or 40 or anything I couldn’t guess. She was sitting on an adjacent bench of mine.   She was wearing a Black glass and looking at her mobile. I was observing her in a way that she couldn’t see me. Few minute later she removed her glasses. Her lips were shaking and in few seconds tears drop down her eyes.   I felt so bad seeing this. I just couldn’t see women or child crying. I thought of comforting her but I was hesitant to do this. But then I couldn’t resist myself and I went to her bench and sat beside her. Without looking at her I said ” please don’t stop crying and let your tears flow down”.   She was shocked listening to some stranger. She rudely told me ” mind your business”.   I felt ashamed and I kept silent. I decided to go away from there and I was about to get up suddenly she told me ” sorry, I shouldn’t have behaved rudely”.   I felt a little bit good. I looked at her and said ” no no don’t say sorry Ma’m it’s completely fine”.   Then she said nothing and remained silent. I said ” do you like ice cream?”   I don’t know why but she said yes. I asked her ” can we go to the nearby ice cream parlour?”. She nodded. We both got up and went to the nearby parlor without talking much.   I told her ” please take a seat I will bring some ice cream for us, which one you want? She said “anyone”.   I brought two large ice creams one chocolate and one strawberry. I asked ‘her which one you want? “. She told chocolate. I gave her the chocolate cup and sat beside her.   I saw few sweats in her armpit region when she took out her hand to fetch the ice cream.   I have a strong liking for female armpits and their smell. I first time noticed that women were smelling so fruity and sweet. I sat beside her and started to eat my ice cream. She also started to eat. Few seconds latter she said ” thank you son”. I said it’s alright ma’m. Then she smiled a little and asked ” how old are you?”. I too smiled and said “21-year-old”. She said ” I have a 17-year-old son”. I smiled. Then I said ” it’s too cheesy to say but you don’t look like a mother of 17-year-old boy.” She burst into laughter. Then she told ” cliche to woo women! No?”. I too laughed and said yes. Then she told ” her son has got admission in IIT this year and I miss him”. I said ma’m ” I am sure he misses you too also”. ” Is this was the matter for which you were crying”? I continued. I felt awkward after asking this. I immediately said again ” you may choose not to tell me”.   She said nothing. Then after few minutes, she told ” my son has started to drink alcohol and other stuffs”. ” I told him to stop this otherwise I will tell to his father”. He got mad at me and said “I should not interfere in his life”. I was shocked to listen this kind of word from him. I told him that I am his mother then he said “yes I know and I also know that who is my father so better keep silent or I would tell your husband about your previous slutty stories.”   After listening all these from the lady unexpectedly, I was shocked. I had nothing to say. She again told that ” I couldn’t share all these to anyone who knows me hence I said to you”.   I told “ma’m don’t worry you can empty you worries”. I saw few drops of tear rolled down again from her eyes. I took some tissue and wiped her cheek.   Then suddenly a waiter came in the lounge and asked that if we needed something else. She said no. ” can we go somewhere else? ” she spoke. I told ok but please let me make a call. I called my friend and told him I will see him tomorrow I have to go now. We left that place. She had brought her car. We went to a park where very fewer visitors used to come. I held her hand when walking into the garden. She too made the grip tight.   We sat on a corner bench. I didn’t asked anything. She told ” sorry to take your time like this”. I said no ma’m it’s all ok. She said “My father in law fucked me.” She kept silent after speaking this. I hadn’t expected this. I was not in a state to say something.   She again told ” I clearly remember the afternoon when he tried to rape me. I was making lunch and he suddenly came from behind and closed my mouth with one hand and with another hand just mashed my breasts. I was scared and I got numbness in my whole body. He inserted his hand inside my saree and inserted his finger in my vagina and scratched me from inside.”   I was shaking in fear he turned me around and held my hairs and removed his hand from my mouth and slapped me. Grabbed my neck and told that he will rape me. I screamed loudly. But he slapped me again. He tore my blouse open and lifted up my saree. I was just crying and crying I couldn’t resist him. He spat on my mouth and told keep silent or I will kill you. He took out his penis and inserted into my vagina and started fucking like a mad bull. He kept slapping me and fucking me for 10 minutes. At last, he slapped me hard again and left me there. I was like a dead body after this.   Please give your feedback about the story on [email protected]