Wednesday 1 February 2012

STORY :: Journey -- Shy Village girl to Super Slut -- Part-I

I am writing this story for u all ....

In this story I am going to introduce the main characters first so that u can imagine about them.

RESHMI : She is the main character of this story. She is 20 years old. Height 5'4", Weight 55 kg. Figure 34c.30.34. By nature shy and submissive. Loved by all. Lives with her parents in a small village, where there is no electricity and no modern amenities are available. In her family besides her other family members are there :
Typical dress of Reshmi (Village Girl)


(Figure of Reshmi at this age)

Father : Age 55, worked as a small farmer and somehow manage to feed his family.
Mother : Age 50, housewife and now a days always sick probably  not not getting proper treatment due to bad finanicial condition.
Brother:  Age 24, name Rahul, 5'8", medium built and roam around with village friends and do nothing. 

Small family but live in financial difficulties.

In recent time her mother is in bed and cant move properly and Reshmi do the household work and go to the field to help her father and take food(lunch ) to serve her father while he works in the field. 

In other part one of main character is Nayeem Khan, age 29, height 5'11", weight 75 Kgs and stay at the city and rarely visit to to his village. The same village, where Reshmi lives. Here he has his fathers's property and have good property like Bunglow, farm house and lots of cultivated land as well as fruit bearing Orchids/fields. In nutshell the richest family of the village. 


Now this story will be from Reshmi's point of view and will be narrated in her words and in between if equred the conversation parts between the characters will written on that manner( if possible).  Now on wards Reshmi is tell her journey to the readers. On receipt of comments etc I will adjust the story if possible to make it more interesting.

Yes readers your lovely Reshmi is here to tell here own story and all should know how this shy girl turn to a Super Slut. Journey from a tiny village to the city has its pains and happy moments too. But am I happy now?? Just wondering to find the right answer but I have no regrets for that. Right now I have all and all wants to spend one night with this Super Slut, but nobody knows what is my requirement. 

How can I forget those moments of pain and enjoyment?? How can i forget to that guy who made me a Supr Slut. I hate him .. some times love him but cant ignore him. I wonder, why i love him inspite of al this. How can one do all these things to a girl like me. But I love him too and think always about this guy who just gave me my share of happiness and made me Super Slut... 

Ohhh how can I forget to that simple, shy and poor girl Reshmi, who was loved by all in her tiny village. Probably I am the most hated person in my tiny village right now, but i dont have any regrets rather enjoying my life now. But during this 5 years I have seen the world very closely and learn many things. Every day was a lesson for me .. If i write all those things probably i may not have that much time.  

Hey Reshmi.. what are u thinking...your brother will come and will quarell for lunch. After that you have to take the lunch for ur father too...... hearing this she comes to the reality from her dreamy world. 

Yes  mama(mom) .. you just worried about your son. have you ever think that he is just kiling his time ad doing nothing. He can help papa(dad) that would have been better. Mama said. why are u behind him. let him enjoy hsi life now..Your father is doing fine and arranging food for all na.

Ohh mama .. he is not a kid anymore. already 22 and could not pass the high school and just wondering with his bad friends and doing nothing..but you will never changed still considering him as kid and supporting him. what about me? You are on bed but you are always concern about him... this is the daily routine between me and my mama. She just loved her son and that the reason my brother did nothing and wonder in the village and do all bad things.. Some times has been beaten up for his misbehave with girls too... 

What ever, she made the lunch and pack the lunch( Roti and sabji) for father adn went to the field to see her father. She has to walk 1 km to reach there.. and just moving fast and she is just in her thoughts. Thsi is her daily routine( during the rainy season.. season of cultivation)...Now she left he village boundry and walking  on the road and with the lunch pack ( wrapped in a cloth) and walking.

She is  just walking without bothering anybody and looking towards the green paddy field. Dont know when did she forget all by her thoughts.. . but come to the sense after hearing the horn of the vehicle , which just passed her and making her dirty with those mud... Ohhhhh who is this bastard.. jsut come in her mind and look to that direction. Till that time that vehicle has gone to a distance and only she could see that it is a open jeep and one guy is driving. Could not recognize him.... Aaaaa that bastard has just made her dirty....Thank god noting has happend to lunch pack... So after wiping out the mud from dress she just walk forward and now want to reach there and serve food to father. hen only she come and change the dress.

what happen? why your dress is like this. Noting paa some one just make the tings dirty with his speeding vehicle. 

Be careful. we cant do anything against them. But we can be careful atleast. 

Yes you are right paa. BUt who is that guy, who could not see and drive the jeep withe that speed. Anyway here is ur lunch .. just take ur lunch and let me go as early as possible. I need to change this dress.

After some time again she is walking down the road and come back to the home and take bath and change the dress. When she come to kitchen and see that her brother has come and took the lunch and gone again. Ohh he will not change at all and i am sure mama did have talk to him atall. Sh just sighed and took lunch and went to room and take rest.

while in bed she just could not sleep and just was thinking about that speeding vehicle...Just in splash of time made her dirty and speeded away... Dirty??? smile just appears on her face...she is just lying on bed and  again come to sense when she heard his brother's voice.

Mama.. please give me tea and i will go to see Nayeem. He has come from town so will have a gr8 time. Ohh here he is nothing will do and asking for tea and will go to meet someone. Who is that guy Nayeem???  Thinking and come down to kitchen ...

Here is ur tea. Just keep the cup and stand there. Hi rahul, to whom are u going to meet?.

Nayeem. He has come back and wil stay here for a week or so . 

Who is that Nayeem and why are u so excited to meet him??? Dont know when will just find right path and will help paa .

Ohh just shutup. Dont try to be behave like grandma. U just do ur household work thats ur destiny and dont interfere in my business. Got is u bitch. Otherwise you know what si there for you.( Rahul just gave a crude smile .aaa looking sexy in this pavada and blouse. one day she will be........ )

Ohh you did not tell who is this guy Nayeem.?? 

Ohh u must be knowing. He has come back after long gap . My childhood friend. Now he si a big business man in this early age and wil help me i am sure. 

That.. and told her and go outside in hurry. All are waiitng for him for dinner but  Seeing him as late, Reshma's father took dinner and went to sleep as he was tired. But Reshma is waitign to serve him the food and in between has given food an medicine to her mother. Now she is just alone waiting for Rahul. And reading one book(novel) in larten light. Around 10 pm he just come but is not good condition, Reshma just saw that even he can walk properly. Ohh he must have taken those Desi liquor. So bad,, now this a routine for Reshma. seeing him she keep the novel aside and come to serve the dinner. 

When rahul comes closer she marked that he si definitely not in a good condition and told ohh dont come, as you know i dont like that Country liquor's smell. But Rahul smiled and come closer and open his mouth and blow air on her face.. smell it .. it is not country made. Smell it is of high quality what he called it Whiskey.. and just got imbalance and and to take a support hold her.. but his hand just cupped her boob..

Aaaaaaaaa be carefull.. behave yourself. and try to hold him and make him stand properly. But Rahul just feel excited but just supress his feeling and take his hand. BUt gave a stare at her big boobs. Aaaaaaaaaaaa what a pair of boobs. Reshma adjust her pallu and ask.. sit and i am serving the dinner.No need i have take the dinner .. and he went to his bed and try to sleep but cant not resist himself to immagine the feeling he gort now few minutes back,
Here Reshma took the dinner and went to her bed. While sleeping she just try to recollect the whole incidents that occurred to her. Hey who is this Nayeem..???? Dont know but he jsut made me dirty now spoiling my borther. Spoiling him.. uhhhhh he is already a spoiled one  and nothing but a whole zero.. BY thinking like this she just slept........

Next morning as usual she wake up and do the morning work and prepared the food. While doing all she could not see Rahul. But made the food took care of her mother and ready to go to field to serve the lunch for her father there. Now she is just walking on that village road. While going to the field she is looking here and there aimlessly. She just came to sense hearing the horn of that vehicle. Ohhh what is this and look back.

OHhhh this is Nayeem .. ohhh Rahul is ther too. what is he doing. See how those other two are looking at me. Sick people. 

Where are u going? I wont come to home till night. Nayeem .. she is Reshma my little sister. Nayeem did not say any thing just smile at her. Other two guys ( Manav and Kamal)... oo looking like....cant express. Ohhhh feelign uncomfortable .. he is not saying anything but looking at me from driver seat. After few seconds again the jeep( open sporty one) speed-ed away from her leaving her there only . But she was not feeling well from their suggestive smiles.

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