Story of a girl to woman
- 1. Story of a Girl to Woman… She Hate Sex With Her husband But With Her Male Friend, She Feels Heaven. Is She Character less? By:- Manish Sonkar
- 2. Sex… This small word consists of just three letters but is mightier than many powerful things of the world. When done forcefully, it becomes rape and gives mental scars for a lifetime but when two people, even strangers, do it with mutual consent, it gives them a blissful feel. In Indian society, sex is still considered a taboo and many people are not comfortable while talking about it publicly. I too belong to one such family where we couldn’t openly discuss about sex, rape, periods, etc. I still remember the day when I got my first periods and my whole world was shaken; I cried all night long as I didn’t have any knowledge about it. I was just 11 and it was definitely early for my age. Gradually I got to learn about it and time flew.
- 3. After some years, period was not a mystery for me but something else was – SEX. It was not the era of social media and Internet was also not that easily accessible to everyone as it today is. The word sex used to fill me with a feeling of thrill and tickling but I didn’t know how to quench my curiosity, neither had I proper knowledge of what sex is all about. Things were quite ambiguous and I started dreaming of the man who would teach me about sex with practical knowledge. Of course, he has to be my husband; although I had many friends including male ones, we never talked about such things.
- 4. Finally the big day of marriage came and I became bride. My husband is handsome, well-educated and financially settled; in short, he boasts all the qualities of a perfect husband and I was thinking how lucky I am while waiting for him on our first night. Our room was beautifully decorated with red roses; enchanting fragrance of flowers and dim light of candles were making it a flawless location to make out. I was lost in thoughts and just then, the door opened. He came with a beautiful gift. He hold my hands, kissed me and we made out. Overall, it was a nice experience but somewhere I was not satisfied. As I already mentioned that he is a good husband, he takes proper care of my necessities, respects me and loves me but still there was some emptiness in life. Sex with him was fine in the beginning but gradually we didn’t find it pleasurable and a point came when we just used to sleep on the same bed without any excitement.
- 5. 6 months passed and I came to my paternal house (mayka). I was happy to meet everyone after a long time and had fun with friends too. One day I was getting bored, as my family members went to attend a wedding ceremony for two days but I was in no mood to go so I decided to stay at my house only. Suddenly my best friend called me for lunch. I was free so I accepted his invitation. I must say that there’s magic in his hands.. what delicious food.. still can’t forget the taste! He asked to stay for some more time after lunch and I was also not in a hurry. After lunch, we had Champagne and as my best friend drank it a little more, he started revealing his secrets including his love for me. Yes, he liked me but I didn’t know about it earlier.
- 6. Under the influence of alcohol, he came closer and don’t know why I also couldn’t stop him. We had sex that day and surprisingly, I was not feeling any emptiness after that. Sex with him was heavenly and for the first time, I was completely satisfied. It was a pleasure that can only be experienced and can’t be expressed in words. We had it for few more times before I returned to my husband’s house and memories of those meetings are making me cry with a mixed feeling, ecstasy of satisfaction and grief of missing those moments. Sex with someone else other than your husband/wife is considered a sin but I have no regrets. • Is it more important to stay loyal to your partner and not listening to your bodily needs? • Did I make a mistake if I find it more enjoyable with a man who’s not my husband? • Am I characterless?