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Married Woman Kept of to Village Sarpanch

My name is Neha, I lost my mother when I was 16 years old and my father married me off when I turned 18 years, so that he could get rid of me and have a step mom to satisfy his gestures; who was a widow.

I was married to a farmer who was 10 years old to me. Initially we had a happy married life and this made me forget my loss of my mother. Since I moved out after my wedding my father bought the widow and continued their relationship. All was going well, I thought I had bliss in my life. My husband after showing his goodness and getting his lust satisfied started showing his true colors of being a drunkard. His drinking frequency slowly increased.

Meanwhile I got pregnant with a child and I was happy to soon be a mother. We had hospital located at 10 km from our village. When I got the labour pains, we were not able to reach the hospital on time. Even after reaching the hospital doctor was not available. I lost consciousness and do not know what happened, neither the baby came out. So the nurse tried to do C-section to pull the baby out. Not sure what she did along with the baby she pulled my uterus and ovaries out. I lost my own world within couple of hours so that I could not get.

Due to negligence of nurse my chances of motherhood was lost permanently. Due to delivery process I started lactating.

My husband got a vague idea to quench his drinking habits. When I came home as I was recovering for last one month, he came home with another girl saying that she is going to be his wife and I would be his second wife.

One fine day, he asked me to get ready and said let us go to Temple. When I sat on the bullock cart and the bullock cart moved to a different direction and I was surprised to see that we were entering village sarpanch house. Village sarpanch’s wife had gone for delivery and my husband took me to sarpanch borrowed money and pushed me inside room and left,

I was stunned to see my husband pimping me! I had no place to go or run. I just collapsed and fell unconscious. I thought I will be sexually abused and did not realise how the time went by.

Let me describe myself, I am about 5’3” and my boobs had gone up from 34B to 34 C, with wheatish complexion. When I woke up I saw sarpanch sitting beside me & reading newspaper. I was surprised to see my clothes intact and got up feeling fresh.

As soon as I got up he asked me to have my dinner. Looking at my surprised look, sarpanch replied I have still not touched you. I will touch you only when you are ready to accept my touch I was taken back after hearing those words. I asked him why did you buy me? He said, the following which touched my heart. I want you to first hear from you what you need? Then I told him my own husband sold me off, now who should I rely on?

Then he said Neha first complete your dinner as you may not have eaten any food and then we will talk, I was damn hungry and then I ate food got energized. After my dinner, I took the plates to kitchen and washed them off. I came back to hall. He asked me to sit on the chair, let me first explain why I bought you Neha.

You cannot go back to your parents house,

Neither you can be mother for rest of your life. You are still 20 and you have got another 20-25 years to enjoy your sexual life. Your husband has married another girl to get a baby from her. He will not have time to have sex with you and you will live a third rated life.

He said you have a cute face, boobs and sexual life, you will not have monthly periods and I need you to satisfy my sexual life,

He told me that his wife hates village life and has gone to stay in city with his two children. He had seen me when I was pregnant and started to describe what made him attract to me. Sarpanch was attracted to my cute face as my forehead was small and I have beautiful eyes with a red luscious lips and boobs big enough to get encompassed in his hands. That day I was wearing a red saree and white blouse. So given you are scenario will I be his partner in bed. I nodded, then he took me to his room upstairs and put sindoor on my forehead and pushed me on to the bed.

He removed his shirt and lungi with only his underwear came beside me and kissed my luscious lips and sucked my tongue, we kissed passionately for 10 mins. I asked him to switch off light which he refused and said he want to see my body beauty.

He pulled off my saree and was surprised to my blouse wet around the nipple area. Men do not require explanation, immediately he removed my white blouse and was happy see the large pink areole’s of 2 inch in diameter around my nipple and he started sucking my right boob like a child he was happy to suck and drink milk from my right boob. He emptied the tank and went to the left boob after 20-25 of sucking my boobs he was satisfied and he went and started licking / sucking my navel area.

Now I could not control the acupressure his moustache was giving my stomach and slowly he started pressing my left boob with his right hand, this was really intoxicating to me. I had never experienced this pleasure, sarpanch untied my petticoat, I lifted my bumps to allow him to pull if off in ease. Then sarpanch started licking my legs and tighs I suddenly felt body shedders and trembling which I was too much for me.

I started begging him to fuck me but we was still not ready. He spread my legs and started licking my pussy lips and juices ozooing out. This was my first maiden pussy or cunt sucking. I never knew that this would give so much pleasure. He sucked my puffy pussy lips for 15 minutes and then inserted his tongue into the pussy – now I held sarpanch’s head and pushed it more towards my pussy and wanted him to do more. Post another 15 minutes of sucking, he got up and I saw his 8 inch erect penis and he ploughed the penis into my waiting pussy walls and started ramming me in varied speeds and I could not control and started lifting my ass in pleasure. I could feel the penis head hitting my cervix and this was unbelievable pleasure experience.

After bumping me for 10 minutes, he released his semen into my vagina and I could feel the warm sensation of sarpanch’s semen collapsed on me and I entered deep sleep.

In the morning I got up and around 5:30 AM and sarpanch was fast a sleep, with his penis erect and I just got up and directed the penis to my pussy walls and started jumping on it and after 20 minutes I was successful to jack off his semen into my vagina.

We got up from bed together around 7 AM. He asked me if you any question to ask. I asked him what made you suck my pussy lips and lick it, I never knew that one does that way.

Then I asked him will you drink alcohol, he said nothing is as intoxicating to him as my pussy juices. We went to bathroom together and then had bath together.

Then he said get ready we will go to a tailor. I asked him why he said, for my blouses. Sarees are at home and you could wear them. I had seen a sewing machine at his home, I said I will stitch when machine is at home. He took me to city I did sexy lingerie and nighty shopping, along with blouse pieces. We browsed internet and he selected the design for me. I got to start stitching, stitched 4 blouses. Wore 1 blouse of sarpanch choice for second night round

When I look back I feel happy and contended, forgot my husband forever.

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