Hi, I am John. This story is about me and my wife and our newly married life and the journey ahead. My wife’s name is Alia. Let me start from very beginning. I belong to a conservative family living in Bangladesh, it is a very conservative country and my parents are very religious.
I did my engineering and was working for an IT company which after 2 years transferred me to USA. I liked USA so I settled there. I liked many things like culture, freedom, Open mindedness, Living standards, and importance of enjoying life rather than always being in rat race and most importantly money was what attracted me most. I saved so much that all my families’ debts and loans were repaid and I built a good house for my family back in Bangladesh.
After working for another 4 years I got good recognition and promotion and I became close to my American Boss who supported me a lot. I was well settled now financially as I saved a lot while leading a good bachelor life.
My family on the other hand was now started stressing me for marriage and were very worried thinking if I got married to a foreigner girl who will be far away from their culture and understandings.
Well 1 more year passed and I turned 30 and was to return to Bangladesh for holidays. I also thought that now is the right time to settle down in life. Well as I reached home where my parents and relatives gave me a plethora of options to choose from many local girls and ample of Photos to look at.
Spending so many years in America, I also felt it a bit weird now although I am aware of the tradition. I felt shy talking about it in front of my parents about which girl to choose. All were educated, some at local colleges and some from major universities of Bangladesh.
My parents knowingly selected girls who were traditional and conservative to look at, though we have ample of very modern, women centric, convent educated fashion savvy girls but my parents can’t even dream of some girl wearing a jeans and top standing next to me.
I thought let’s do it and choose few after which I will go to their houses with my family to meet, see and know the girl and her family. It’s a big occasion for Bangladeshi. So the hunting starts.
I went and didn’t find any to my liking but then I met a girl. When I 1st saw her I thought- here we go again, the painful process of rejection starts(who knows, I was also being rejected by earlier one’s) but after sometime I was beginning to feel a bit of positivity but still unsure. She was a bit tall though, around 5’6″, which is good because I am 5’11” myself.
She was wearing a very regular and conservative dress called Salwar-Suit which was of loose fitting (tight clothes in Bangladesh is not normal). Her hair was around her lower ribs, very thick mane of black.
She was fair, her eyes were big and hazel, her nose was pointy and her overall personality was very innocent kind. She was very shy as all girls are here- at least on the day when they are being seen as potential bride.
She was not thin and can’t be called fat too, somewhere in very right frame. She was studying in local college. Her mom said she is very good in cooking and other homely works.
She also said she is good in studies and singing and arts. My parents were also got very interested, more so when they saw me giving some positive gesture to their talks. They started showing me their family album which was filled with her images from last 5 years.
She also had a younger sister of around 2 years. They both were wearing same type of dresses in all the pictures and on all the occasion (even their school & college uniform were the same dress).
I being a IT person settled in foreign was a valuable entity in the field of match making and they were ready to give some dowry (though they were not that well-off) which my father asked, but I completely rejected the same and said I will marry only on condition of no dowry what so ever.
I saw the girl eyes lit up and at that moment I thought I made a 100% mind of marrying her.
We got alone time to talk which I accepted 1st time and asked about her likes and dislikes, she was very regular Bangladeshi girl without any extra ordinary expectations and likes. She didn’t ask me anything, she was very shy. She talked about her house and her sister and family, seemed like she and her sister were very close.
I also asked her if she had any special friends (has to be discreet here to avoid being offensive) and she gave a small laugh as if mocking me and said her parents were very protective and never allowed her to mingle much with others and specially with boys. Our time was up and we left.
After seeing few more girls I told to my parents enough. They pushed me and one day in the heat of moment I said okay to marry the same girl. Her name is Alia. So the dates were decided for engagement and we met at our house and exchanged ring in presence of our relatives.
I was happy that I satisfied my parents but was very unhappy that I was still unsatisfied because I wanted my partner to be modern, free thinking spirit like me and up to my standards. That’s Life.
I returned back to USA and gave this news to everyone around me. One day while having a weekend party I told my friend about my doubts about marriage and partner.
He was from California. He told me women are very sensitive and soft and relationship with husbands evolve them to be better in life and many times they find something inside that they never thought existed.
You need to be just good husband. It really lifted my morale and I started thinking about telling her to become more presentable, so that I can face my friends with her and learn a bit English so that she can speak without embarrassing me.
Learning about my marriage, my boss offered me a long leave, more than I applied for (he saw some program about big fat Bangladeshi wedding and thought it’s the same kind of affair and got very excited talking about it, don’t know why?). I gave him the invitation card and he was very grateful for that.
Okay so I was off to Bangladesh and was about to be married to a girl I met once but now I was happy because I was confident that I will deal with everything what life has to throw at me. 3 months after my engagement I got married, it was a very crowded affair with all the flavors of Bangladeshi wedding minus the big & fat part.
She looked beautiful in bride’s getup and 1st time I got convinced I made the right decision. Though we have not spoken about me taking her to US now but that was kind of unstated fact. They say a lot about 1st night but I think it’s overrated. We took in 2-3 days of non-stop traditional ceremonies to get married and both were awfully tired, moreover ours was arranged so it slowly evolves into erotica (which has its own fun).
We talked a lot; I kissed her forehead and hands. Lip kiss in Bangladesh is as close to 3rdbase so we thought let it simmer. After 3 more days of endless traditional practices we found our peace and time to relax (Whooooo! Marriages in Bangladesh never come easy). I also started preparing papers for her Visa application.
One day in the morning she was wearing a beautiful saree after taking a bath, her hair was wet, her hands were full of mehndi (kind of temporary Bangladeshi tattoo applied to married women), her ears and nose were pierced and were having golden jewellery on them, her neck was having a golden chain and locket with black bead, her back was donning a golden thin chain, her ankles was having silver anklets and her feet fingers were having rings.
The sari was silky red and black and she looked very gorgeous. I got shocked to see her like that and her eyes and smile took my heart. I called her and told her that I love the way she looks and told her to never take out these jewelleries away, I want to see her wear them every single day.
My mom and dad and were very happy as they got an ideal daughter in law.
It was the day we left for our so called honeymoon. I asked her do you intend to wear sarees all through the trip and she said yes without thinking much about my question.
I lived in America for so long, I studied in engineering college, I never been with anyone apart from my mother who wears saree everywhere she goes, so it was kind of odd for me too. I asked her what about beach, are you planning to wear saree even in that weather.
She said yes without blinking an eye. I thought to myself – patience is the key.
We were booked in a 3 – star hotel in the heart of city. We reached hotel and relaxed with bath and food in the afternoon and went for shopping in the evening. I took her to mall and ordered her to shop for herself some clothes to use in this trip, and like well programmed software she started executing and instinctively entered a saree showroom.
I caught her hand and laughed at her with love realizing the innocence and asked her to follow me.
I searched for a casual wear shop and took her to a ladies section. She was now shocked and was looking very tensed and said she has never wore such a thing and she will be very guilty if she does.
She was scared of her parents and now my parent’s opinion on her after they know what she did. She behaved as if she is asked to get naked on a stage.
I took her in my arms and kissed her forehead. I said she is beautiful, innocent, respectable, and honest from within and no matter what she wears will not change any of this.
I also said that she is my wife and if I don’t have any problem then what is her problem. I urged her to open her eyes to the world and look beyond conservative thinking and be practical, wearing a saree on a hot day is so damn uncomfortable when you have so much outdoor activity to do outside.
She suddenly realized she is in public place and she tried to go away from me and looked here and there. Though there were people but they were not even paying attention at all and busy with themselves.
She suddenly had a thinking face and suddenly looked like a spark went off in her brain. She looked at me and said ok and said she agrees on what I said.
I was very happy and thought that she was a gem who understands me. I took her to stalls and selected top for her, white, yellow, orange, all with cut sleeves cotton with V necks.
She was not saying anything and I just took it without too much worrying about sizes because I thought I got it. We then moved to jeans and I purchased a low waste type figure hugging jeans and skin tight leggings of stretchy material.
I took this opportunity to buy a jean short and tank top and she just got exploded and said what you are buying. She just realized that she just reacted to me while I was doing shopping for her and backed away.
She then came and said, she can’t stand with me while billing for these items as biller will think otherwise of me.
I said, dear! You are my wife and we are lawfully married couple, anything thing you do with me and with my permission are fully acceptable. You stop worrying and start living.
Can’t you be just happy for yourself? You have bought your 1st pair of jeans today at the age of 28.
She stood with me bravely and the man at the counter was having just another day at work and ignored our stuff like it was not even there.
I smiled at her after paying and went back to the hotel. She was now very happy and I felt she was having butterflies in her stomach.
I order us some early dinner as a room service and said to me wife to show me the purchases. She said why? As if I asked her to cut her fingers and serve me in a plate.
I told her I bought these items for you and I want to see it fits or not otherwise the money and time will go to waste. She nodded yes to my argument and went to the bathroom to change.
After 5 minutes she called back and said she was sorry, the sizes are wrong and our money and time got wasted. I told her let me see and she said plain no.
I said dear, I am your husband and we need to be very close with each other please be practical. She said okay and opened the door.
My eyes fell from my socket and my mouth remained open so much that she waited for my comment but after hearing nothing and only my stare. She felt bad and went inside again.
I again asked her to come out and said sorry for my behavior. When she came out, I was fully confirmed that I married a bombshell. She wore a yellow t shirt and blue jeans and my god!! I took the right size, now I know her size, she was at that time around 36DD.
I said to her she is my queen and she is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.
She got filled with joy and also started blushing. Now let me describe, she wore the top which was very tight and her boobs were standing tall in them, it was coming out of her chest like a rocket but they had just enough swing to them.
Her top stopped at her belly button and her jeans started 3 inch below her belly button where her creamy white color was visible, probably never saw any light.
Her jeans fabric was stretchy and thin and hugged her like a glove.
I step back and saw the gem again and got mesmerized again, this time I was really amazed because of her ass. Her real measurement that is now known is 36DD 28 38. She was like a curvaceous queen, a full voluptuous woman as if directly coming from those hip hop videos. There was a figure which was hidden all these years from the owner itself.
I hugged her and felt myself getting extremely hard and started kissing her all over and started pawing her ass and back. This made her very excited and she kissed me back but with closed mouth.
1st kiss. We go away from each other and I saw something pointing out of her top, her nipples got hard. I took her hand to bed and made her sit down and said wait, went inside the bathroom for taking a gel to reduce friction because of her 1st time( well advised) and started removing clothes to put cream on my shaft.
And it happened, doorbell rang and our food came. I couldn’t go out with a big hard on and cream all over my penis, so I asked Alia to take the food, she did not reply, she kind of froze and the bell rang again.
I asked her dear don’t be shy, this is your test because you will wear this from tomorrow anyhow. She said no and said that she thought we are going to change for the sizes. I said you are looking absolutely great and there is nothing wrong with your dress.
She started and slowly moved to the door and opened it with her head peaking out only to receive the food she thought would be a small tray but it was wheeler and with lots of dishes and servings.
This made her to open the door fully and turn back towards the bed and stops and turned again to face the man.
This gave him ample time to gawk and think. His eyes looked bigger than earlier and a slimy smile on his face showed that he is judging Alia to be a bold and modern girl.
He said madam can I serve and she said okay. He took his time and using his eyes for multi-tasking.
Alia tried to show that she cared less and was looking at food. In the meantime my erection was a kind of down and I wore my clothes and was out to see what’s happening.
I was in bathroom and Alia was at other side of the room and the waiter was in middle of room facing Alia. I got an electric shock by seeing this guy gawking at my newly married wife and I saw that her nipples are still poking from the top.
My hard on returned to conquer, but I could not understand why I felt so horny now if I touch myself any further I would have cum immediately.
When he felt my presence he did his stuff and turned to take my signature on the bill but I don’t know why I told him to take signature from my wife.
She stood there and he approached her and got to a hand distance. She signed ASAP and handed him the book. He smiled and said thank you and started leaving.
After the door closed, she sat on the bed and started crying slowly.
I went to her and said why you are crying, what happened and she said that the man was taking pleasure while he was here because of my dress and that it was a very stupid idea of her to dress like that.
I lost my temper and said you are my wife and you have done what I have told you, you mean I am stupid. She said she dint mean that. I saw her tears and felt my heart melting.
I told her that anyone can think whatever they want to. It’s none of our concern and she should not be much close minded.
This is a free country, and anyone can wear anything thing they want. Until and unless it offends anyone.
Be strong, be feminine but be bold, this is your body and you are the owner and should do what you feel like and should never be bothered about others opinions.
Her eyes were dry, she was smiling, and she took my hand while sitting and kissed it and put it near her chicks lovingly. She said she is blessed to have a supporting husband and also said she will always keep this in mind and tried to follow it.
Then she stood up and served the food and we ate. After the food, I asked her to try another top but this time without bra because her old bra is leaving bad impression on her top.
She got embarrassed but did not say anything and went into the bathroom; she looked back and told I don’t have any good undergarments.
I said we will shop for it tomorrow. She closed the door and came out in only a minute but did not come out fully and was hiding behind the door.
I went up from bed to bathroom door to see why. She wore her pink tank top and small shorts and I think without any bra and panties. I thought this is the right stuff to have on our 1st sex. I pounced on her and started smooching.
I asked how come you wore this dress, I thought you will not, she said it’s my body and I can wear whatever I like, even you can’t stop me and laughed while I got harder every time I touched her boobs and found them soft and delicate. The nipples were hard though and I took her to bed and she was fully cooperating.
Her eyes were full of love and looked like she wanted to experience what sex is.
I couldn’t wait and took her top off and she asked me to switch off the light.
I did not listen to her as I was too busy with my mauling and kissing her body but she reached the switch and put off all the lights. I was lost so I didn’t care about anything; I opened her short and found some hair on her pussy which smelt great.
I started licking her and she was shocked because of this amazing feeling and couldn’t stand my touches on her clit.
I took out my creamed penis instead and found out that she was a prize as she was a virgin. I impaled her slowly and she was in tears and in pain although she was cooperating for better insertion.
I reached the end of my shaft which stands at 4 inches and started the to and fro motion.
I am no Sisy but this time I lost it in seconds when a flash came in front of me about my wife wearing her tank top and shorts and standing in lobby of this hotel waiting for a taxi alone with two porters holding her stuff standing both side of her.
She was wearing all her jewelleries in ears, neck, nose, back, ankles and fingers and was wearing big goggles with her hair in a very stylish fashion.
I came and she held me tight not allowing me to take out my penis.
Her breath slowly got steady and she opened her eyes, I could see her eyes now from close because our eyes adjusted to dark. For this act, she was not guilty; she was ravishing, taking full realization of this feeling and just living this pure emotion.
She is now what a real women is, understands her needs and desire. While our session was over my feeling was of doubt and confusion about the flash which came in front and why I came instantly after the flash.
I was sleeping on the bed while she got up and cleaned and went to bathroom. She came back in salwar-suit and slept next to me.
I switched on the lights and asked why she changed and she told these clothes are to wear outside and can’t be ruined while wearing at night.
I said yes and declared tomorrow is our shopping day again and this time we will buy you more clothes for every time of the day and night.
She protested and said why to waste money again, I told her I have to take you to US and you can’t wear sarees and salwar suite there.
She said ok. I also changed and after an hour I felt like having her again but stopped myself to not make her hurry up into things.
Next day when she got ready she wore her saree again and when I questioned, she said, I need more time.
I respected her feelings and gave her the time, but she said shopping is on and we went out. We went to biggest malls and brands and shopped her many things.
1st her wardrobe was filled with comfortable night gowns, next, she went to jean rack by herself and started selecting jeans for her and while the loose fitting and high on waist was available she chose the low wait, body hugging type.
Some of them were thin fabric type rather than jean fabric, of which she took a white and a pink one. Next rack when I saw was filled with ultra-low jeans and supper stretchy material, the model was wearing it which showed what they are selling.
The thin model was nowhere fitting inside that one, how Alia will fit only time will tell. Butterflies were back now in my stomach. We had a bus to catch to hill station
we had a lot of time to do whatever we want. Next destination was Top and Shirt racks and we started browsing, I was feeling like a boy left in the field of chocolates.
I started picking up tighter ones with stretchy material, then cotton tops, short shirts- tight of course and then we went to lingerie section, litmus test time – Now even I felt shy in going there as all girl sales women and ladies customers were present.
I stepped back and she went to the non-enclosed area of lingerie racks.
After 15 minutes she came back with a slip for payment which needed to be separately paid and then the items can be collected back from the racks.
I looked very nervous and she very shy, we both went ahead for payments and checked out. She said thanks and was very happy for my attention and love and not so much for the stuff she bought.
We learnt that there is a big Shrine nearby and went inside for prayers and came back to hotel for lunch and check out.
While checking out I got a call from my office telling I had to go back to US urgently and I was disappointed.
Also I have to leave my family and relatives and specially my newly wedded wife here. We rushed to our hometown and same day I took flight to US.
Alia was very supportive and understanding and never showed her real emotion of sadness but I knew better.
After reaching USA I was very busy with the work, in the meantime Alias’s visa was approved and I sent her ticket to US.
It was a big deal for everyone around her to let her travel so far alone but going back and picking her up was also difficult for me. She was sick for 3 days in anticipation of coming down here.
Everyone was at airport to leave her and she also cried like a baby. Somehow she kept her own and managed to sit in the flight. Now I was sick in anticipation and applied for leave and was granted without an issue.
After coming out of airport without any hitch in US she felt proud of herself and her confidence increased immensely as this was her first time out of country.
I received her and took her to our new home where I shifted recently. The neighborhood was very nice and calm place; I had a garage a small backyard and back lawn with a swimming pool.
She saw the house and the location and was awestruck. She was wearing here sari and was object of lots of attention at airport and while entering our neighborhood and house. Next door Mrs. Smith was there who was trying to judge us.
We relaxed and started putting things together and in 2 days we finished arranging things so that it was in livable condition.
Now on 3rdday, without initiation she wore jeans, top and we went out to a restaurant for lunch. Nothing happened but she looked awesome while everyone was ogling her and Mrs. Smith was trying to figure out is she the same women who came 2 days back like a scared cat.
Just imagine her standing in full day light in front of everyone with all her jewelleries and mehndi tattoo.
Her figure was easily visible and she looked like an exotic model.
I announced that we have to finish our unfinished honeymoon and have to leave tomorrow for the same.
She was very happy and excited for getting chance to explore this new place. We chose Florida for our getaway and she was having no clue what the place is like and how famous it was.
We were on the plane and next thing we knew was we were at this great resort entry which my friend from Florida suggested as the best place for couples. He said that this place is right on the beach and is of best standards.
So I and Alia were standing in this resort looking at each other with excitement. Now she was wearing her salwar suit again (she said most of the clothes we bought in our honeymoon for her were left at our house in Bangladesh) and I was in my khaki men’s shorts and t shirt.
We entered and went to reception where one of the very beautiful staff checked us in to our room. She was in her bikini following the tradition.
My wife was very uncomfortable as she has never seen anyone in flesh wearing a bikini that to on the job in front of strangers.
Receptionist greeted us with smile but looked Alia from head to toe and must have thought what on earth this conservative women wearing at such a place. Alia was silent till the staff left our room after dropping us.
Now the room was very good. This was on 2nd floor with a balcony, watching over a big swimming pool. The room was spacious with big open glass door cum wall which opens in balcony.
The bed was king size and cozy. The bathroom was with tub and was elite in class. Alia forgot everything and was smiling with sense of happiness.
We reached there in the morning so we rested for some time and got ourselves freshen up.
She wore her conservative and loose Jeans and T-shirt to the breakfast and lounge. We had our breakfast but Alia had more than that.
She had a realization that she is at wrong place since all the girls were either in bikinis or very rarely in sun dresses. Even the older ones were exposing allot. She didn’t eat much because of her nervousness.
Now while going back I asked her what she is planning to wear and she said she only had jeans, T-shirts and salwar suite.
I said why not to buy some things from here only and we started to go at the nearby area where few shops of beach related stuffs were present.
This was educational for her, she saw tattoo shops where girls were tattooed on all the right places, there were some open massage area where men were massaging ladies and vice versa and we went in the clothing shop.
While entering into the shop and I saw a white bikini with triangular top and triangular bottom on front and back, the triangles were very small, lesser than 3 inches and joined by metal circle.
Alia started to search for her top in long shirt section from where I pulled her off and took her to tank top area where I picked up tight & stretchy white cotton top and beach style shorts.
She said she can’t wear it and I looked at her and said who will stop you if you do; she thought about it and said nobody but herself as she is not brought up like this.
I said that these things are silly, we should enjoy life and respect others culture also, it’s part of local tradition to wear such clothing and if you will be conservative you will regret it in your whole life afterwards when you become old. The word Old did the trick and she said, I don’t know.
I knew I got her. I checked out with selected merchandise while keeping the white bikini secretly under my pocket.
We went back to hotel and started taking stuff for beaches; I knew what was required as this was not my 1st time. She went into bathroom to change and came out and sat on the bed facing away from me.
I said lets go and she stood up in front of me and said I can’t go out like this with a pleading eye. I understood that pushing is waste so I said her to wear the long jeans and keep the shorts in bag. She happily agreed but was very nervous about the top.
The white top was tight and was sticking to her skin giving out her figure. From top you could see the cleavage and it seemed like it was a jelly jell-o when she moved. I was very satisfied.
When we came out of hotel towards the beach area, there was a big board banner below which a photo shoot crew was standing with few models in extra small bikini, all were well endowed and posing for photos with passing crowd.
The Add on banner on top said to participate in bikini competition on Saturday and winner will get many rewards. We saw them and Alia looked at me and said how can these girls wear such a small clothes and pose with strangers for a photo.
I told her, this is a different world and we have come here, now we should try to evolve and mix into it.
She laughed and said do you expect us to behave like them and change our tradition. We continued on our way and said, look Alia; by wearing small bikinis you do not become bad.
I think until and unless you don’t hurt anybody physically, psychologically or by any other way, you don’t commit any crime or sin.
I don’t want you to behave like them but I want you to think like them, like a free spirit, comfortable with their selves and enjoying life.
She said, I would never like to hurt anyone and would always want to obey my dear husband, with a smile.
We reached the beach and were so busy in our conversation that didn’t realize we were just few feet away from surfs.
I thought this was a good place to sit, I saw few lounge chairs very near and went there and kept our bag and took out my shirt and sat there.
While she was standing and gazing everything around, this was her 1st beach visit ever, she never saw sea.
So she was very happy and awestruck to see the vastness of the water. After 5 minutes of water gazing she sat on the lounge and started feeling uncomfortable because of jeans.
I said, I told her. Then I gave her the shorts and showed her the way to the change room which was around 15 feet from us.
She said she can’t go alone and asked me to accompany her. I said ok, while she was entering, I gave her a bunch of cloth pushed inside my fist, in her hand and said remove your under garments and wear this inside. She dint had the courage to see what I gave to her in front of everyone.
After few minutes she came out side and then it became the most awesome moment of my life.
Here she was, few days back she was not even allowed to go alone from house, she never used to speak to unknown boys, she never ever saw a bikini, she, who is brought in the ultra-conservative family where after marriage girls are not allowed to show even their faces to elders of the house is standing on a public beach in Florida with hundreds of people around her in just a tight and short top and a short shorts.
The gap between top and shorts was around 3 inches. She was wearing her nose ring, ear ring, finger ring, toe finger ring, girdle and anklets and was having a mehndi tattoo with lots of red bangles (it’s a bracelet kind of thing which girls wear after marriage, made of glass, metal or plastic).
Moreover since the top and shorts were skin tight, impression of bikini triangles which she wore inside now were plainly visible.
She couldn’t walk straight because of utter shyness. She ran to lounger and sat immediately. I said don’t worry, it is normal here and nobody is even paying attention to her.
She tried to drink water and I saw almost everyone was watching her weird actions. Some were smiling secretly and understood that this was her 1st time with exposure.
She wore her big aviator glass that I gave her earlier.
After some 15 minutes of nervousness and consoling she relaxed to sit without movement. I gave her the sun lotion to put on herself to avoid burning.
She put it everywhere but left her boobs area. I told her boobs are very soft area and prone to burning, she took some lotion and watching here and there she started putting the lotion on her upper exposed cleavage.
That was a site, Bangladeshi women touching her on public beach who happens to be my conservative newly wedded wife. I mean wow!
After 30 minutes both of our attention turned towards the surrounding, we were surrounded by a crowd of beach goers who were here for sunbathe.
The bikini started to become smaller and we started seeing thongs and tear drops and string bikinis with transparent fabric all around us.
The girls were hot; some looked like Hollywood models, some like next door models. I asked her, do you want to swim in the water and she said yes and we got up, then she realized that she is dressed very little as per her standard.
Somehow she showed mental strength and started walking with me hand in hand. I didn’t go straight to water but started walking through the shore line to absorb the view and far from the place we were sitting and had our things to more secluded and less crowded part of the beach.
After few steps she also became free.
We saw people kissing and publicly loving each other which made her come close to me I grabbed her by waist. She was showing immense courage to let me do this in public but now she was getting the point that it was normal.
After some distance I kissed her on her cheeks and forehead and she blushed. I said you have become my dream women and I want my dream girl to do everything I dreamed of.
I love you!!
She smiled and said she loved me too and thanked for doing all this for me.
It was a good spot and we decided to go in water as it was getting hotter, so we started moving towards the water. I stopped and said, wait if you go in water wearing this, you will make your clothes wet. She said she wanted to go in water and she has not brought any spare clothes other than what she is wearing.
I said, my love, I meant that you need to take off your top and shorts in order to go in water. That’s the reason I gave you bikini.
I played my card, now I was nervous for her reply. She looked at herself and all around and said are you sure, the bikini is what you want me to wear? It may be too much for me to do.
She was saying this without confidence. I said, oh my love, of course I am sure. The bikini is meant for beach and water and look around every one is in bikini only.
She said ok and started to look for changing room but there were none in that spot. I told her Just take it out here, its fine.
I started getting hard with anticipation and understood that I want my wife to show off always. She took her top over her head, while her top was in front of her face I moved couple of steps away from her.
We were standing just where the surf started. It was less crowded there and just guys and girls were in different groups were standing at a little distance from her.
Everyone including me started secretly eyeing her grand exposure. She was looking at my eyes only, as if nobody existed for her. She threw her top towards me to catch then I saw the bikini top, which was very small on her 36DD boobs.
Her boobs were showing from all four sides.
Then she started to take her shorts out and in a second it was in her hand. She threw that to me again but her cheeks were red now. She came to me and said, are you really sure.
I looked at her bottom, my god only covering her pussy lips and there was a small triangle on backside which was covering her top but. It was kind of a semi thong. Her both the ass cheeks were fully exposed. They were round and soft.
I said I am 100% sure. She saw my hard on and smirked and blushed.
All around people were mesmerized by this oriental beauty.
This was my 2nd most amazing moment of life. Her boobs and her ass astonished everyone and her jewelleries made her even more magnificent like a goddess of the beach.
She never got a chance to see herself wearing that bikini in mirror so she probably did not know how much she was exposing anyhow she did it. Just surprised me and made me think is this the girl I married few days back. She was all different standing in front of me and everyone around watching her and exposing more than 95% of her skin.
(Just to add, In Bangladesh women only show around 20% of their body which includes face and head and hands. I walked towards dry spot to put her clothes in bag while she was standing at the shore line.
While keeping her clothes in bag I saw her from back and got a big kick as if a current running in my body. My wife was facing the sea and watching it.
All the guys were looking at her, standing nearby and walking around trying to be discreet. From back side I can see only a white patch of triangular clothe on top of her ass, rest her body looked naked from behind.
She made her hair bunched up to save from water. I caught hold of my camera inside our bag and took few pictures of her.
I then called her and when she looked back I took her picture again. Seeing me doing this she just ran and moved behind a tall guy looking very worried.
She doesn’t want me to take her photo like that; she didn’t want to have any proof of what we are doing probably. I lost the camera in bag and ran towards her and held her claiming as my gal before the black guy thought she is on her own and playing around.
I caught her, held her close, very close, looked in her eyes and started kissing her on lips. My hard on was the hardest.
She realized where we are and tried going away after few seconds. Guys around us started commenting on her hotness. I took her and walked towards the waves. She became a free bird the moment we got inside the water.
Waves were hitting us. We were splashing and hugging and cuddling and enjoying the water.
I touched each and every inch of her body while under water and she never resisted. All the time the water was at around our chest or shoulder height. Her bikini top would always slide off her nipple or breast and exposed it only to be covered by water. This gave her a sense of assurance that nobody would be able to see her so exposed. Initially she would try to put it back in place but then she just gave up and enjoyed the sea and water.
I thought she only liked to be submerged with water because she couldn’t be seen under water, even I couldn’t see her properly while standing next to her.
After an hour of playing we got tired but this really sparked our relation as couple and it felt like bliss. My hard on subsided because of water.
We decided to come out, we took each other’s hand started walking to our longer, and we saw hundreds of loungers lined up along the sea beach and people watching the sea. While walking out she completely forgot that her bikini was misplaced. Her left boob was completely exposed as the top had shifted to one side and her bottom had moved to one side which clearly showed her pussy and her pussy hair.
After walking some distance where water only reached our feet, I realized that her bikini was wet, in fact I can see the outline of her right nipples and areolas on her boob, down at her bottoms, and the lines of her pussy lips were clearly visible. I told her to put her bikini in place as we were going to go back to more crowded area.
She forgot about her mini bikini and she was walking as if she was walking in a local busy Bangladeshi market fully dressed from head to toe. With her bikini, she was showing 95% of her body, now that it’s wet – she is showing 99% of her body, it can be said that she was apparently naked with hundreds of strangers all around her and gawking her on a sunny afternoon in broad day light.
Half way mark to our lounger, she realized that there are way too many people and she was feeling very insecure and uncomfortable. She looked at me and said something which I couldn’t understand because no voice was coming out of her mouth. She felt heavy in her heart. She ran to her lounge and grabbed our bag and ran towards the change room.
Everyone, who was expecting bold women around them for the rest of the afternoon, got a shocker.
She came out in her shorts and top and started walking towards hotel with towel on front side of her body. Nothing was visible.
She quietly entered our room, went inside toilet, and took 2 hour inside for god knows what! I tried knocking the door for her wellbeing but she was not replying and was behaving strangely. We didn’t had anything thing in lunch as it was getting to be early evening.
After 2 hours she came out in her regular salwar suit and slept on the bed with her eyes closed. I was very sad and thought my day was started so well but now it has become a nightmare.
I said a plain and straight sorry without any backup excuse and went ahead for my shower and when I came out she was in deep sleep.
Late in evening I ordered room service for dinner and she w/o saying a word severed it to me and herself and we ate silently.
I was so unlucky to miss out on a great sex that night because I was feeling a mix bag of emotion with excitement, horniness and guilt & sadness all at once.
We woke up next morning, she looked a bit better, we freshened up and I suggested outing for breakfast, she agreed w/o saying a word.
She again wore her salwar suit and we went out. We ate breakfast and I started having normal conversation with her, I also said a hearty sorry and said that we will not push for anything and things can take their own time.
I suggested taking a walk around the resort to relax a bit after breakfast. While walking we came across many babes, bimbos, bikini models, cougars, Milfs and ugly women.
Most of the time my head turned and she saw me stalking them.
I tried being discreet but couldn’t do much. We saw a pool and went there, now the place was buzzing with couples and people were enjoying the day.
We sat at the pool bar and I asked for my drink and for her a fruit juice (she never had alcohol). My eyes were filled with images of awesome beauty all around.
She said after a long time that why am I looking around so much and not at her, I got her drift and said, no its nothing, people here are so happy and enjoying themselves, I hope we also can do so. She started sipping her juice.
I continued talking about the general stuff like whether, hotel food, back home stuff and all the while enjoying the view.
She got up and started leaving and I didn’t even notice and was watching 2 blondes in the pool. She called me and said shall we go! I got caught red handed.
She was getting very jealous now
We started going around the resort and towards the main entry and got inside the hotel and went inside the hotel to our room.
We sat on the balcony and relaxed. After some time we went to a nearby park for some jungle action where we saw animals in wild, there was a small hiking strip which we did with great difficulty as my wife was not fit enough & dressed for it.
There were couples doing this adventure with us and all were seemed to be enjoying the hike and this get-away.
My wife said to herself that she needs to be fit enough to do all these activities. I told her here the lifestyle of all is to be fit and adventure ready.
They enjoy their weekends with small getaway, parties like spring break (she said, what is spring break), they do extra-curricular activities and most importantly listen to their heart and don’t think about others opinion.
My wife smiled and said that she always wanted to see the world, see different places but never thought growing in Bangladesh that the culture may differ so much! I knew that she was having a culture shock; she will take some time to come out of it. In the mean time I was gawking at others wives and girlfriends and enjoying.
She knew I was doing this but couldn’t express her anger and jealousy. We came back in the evening and thought this was a better day than yesterday.
We had food in nearby restaurant and came back to our resort dead tired. . We reached the hotel beach side entry and found the Models with their very skimpy bikini and taking selfie with strangers, giving pamphlets for bikini contest and all.
We crossed them and one of the girls came to us and gave us the pamphlet and told about the contest.
My wife and I were very uncomfortable but for different reason and I started lusting on her and smiling at her and she also started smiling and talking to me and started touching my hands and shoulders and all.
She felt neglected again. She told me that a big bikini fashion wear brand is organizing this contest and all; I saw the pamphlet and found Malibu Strings written on the top.
I knew this brand as I followed it for many years as they have a competition section on their site which often promotes amateur models and their submission. The model looked at my wife and said nice dress.
My wife at last found some attention and she thanked her.
She started wondering about Alias’s jewelleries and accessories and they started interacting about it.
She got fascinated about all the metal she wore and called her other model friends to show, after some 5 minutes my conservative wife and those big boob, bubble but, ribbed abs, miniscule bikini clad models exchanged their names and then said goodbye.
One of them shouted; don’t forget to come for the competition.
At last Alia had a bit of smile on her face and said that even though they were what I thought as moral less, cheap women but they were good at heart and were very friendly.
She said they are brave for what they are doing and the way their body looked was something she never expected.
She said back in Bangladesh, women don’t thing about their bodies as anything more than a jewellery stand but here these girls work on their bodies, they go to gym not only for the sake of going to gym but they do serious exercise, which can be seen on their figure, Their biceps, their abs their thighs and calves.
I never knew a woman can also workout like this and which can look so good.
I again started seeing smart women in my wife.
She also got jealous as I was eyeing them up.
We went to the room took bath and went to sleep. At midnight my horny hands were cuddling her and I started kneading her boobs and ass. She was woken up by this and started moving with the rhythm. I kissed her and started having my way with her.
When I was about to penetrate her she looked me in my eyes and said why you were looking at all the women with hungry eyes, am I not good enough for you. I said we will discuss this later and started rubbing my cock on her pussy.
She caught hold of my cock and asked what do you really want from me? She added, I also want to be happy with you, I also want to enjoy life, yesterday was a bad day for us, I was very sad but today I realized that you expect something else from me which I never considered to be while growing up. She told sorry for yesterday that she freaked out on being so exposed. She somehow felt it was conflicting her moral values and she was in big dilemma; if it was appropriate for her to be so naked in front of strangers. This is not how she was grown and she felt bad that she couldn’t meet my expectations and was trying to avoid any conversations with me because she thought she would upset me further and I might think of leaving her.
You want a modern wife, which I never thought I am. You want a bold woman; with so many years of conservative living I am anything but bold. You want me to be fully embracing this culture, I am so scared about my parents, your parents and our relatives and neighbors and in general our society that if they come to know about yesterday’s incident about what happened at beach, I think I will be burnt alive.
I was stunned, Even though she said she is not bold, but she surely talked very boldly. My cock was punctured.
But in next few moments my life would be changed forever because of her next few sentences. She was lost with in herself for a moment and then came to reality and started touching my punctured cock.
She tried to get up from Man on top position to kiss me, I dint needed an invitation, I travelled the half distance for a long open mouth kiss. In the meantime my cock was back to life. She held my cock and put it against her pussy.
She said, “I will try to be modern, I will try to become bold, I will enjoy life with open mind”.
In the meantime my cock was fully inside her and I started going back and forth. She continued and said, “I will try to be fit, I will take care of my body to look beautiful always, I will try to become your dream girl, the way you always wanted and I will be open to any ideas you give, to enjoy our life”.
My speed was extreme, I was very excited, and I was at the helm.
I imagined her at the beach in white, transparent bikini and said in the flow to her that she looked amazing at the beach in the bikini and everyone around her was amazed by her beauty, she looked so sexy and hot, even hotter than the models.
I was fully erect and pumping furiously. My voice was also taking breaking with my movements. She suddenly extended her hands and switched on the table light and night lamp so we could see each other. She gently took my hands and placed my hands on her smooth breasts and looking straight in my eyes she kissed me on my lips being really generous with her tongue.
She said in her sultry voice in between light moans that she loved me and always will. I was in so much pleasure and ecstasy that I could not even open my mouth. I slid my hand from her breasts to her clit and started massaging her clit vigorously along with the thrusts. She was surprised and suddenly I could feel the Goosebumps rising on her and her body trembling slowly with each thrust and I could feel her nails slowly digging in my shoulder and suddenly she came with loud moan and in few seconds I can in her as well. I have never heard her moan in this manner and I was happy that I was able to please her and make her come. I think this was the first time I was able to. She was way too pleased with what happened and was feeling shy as well, she gently switched of the light and came in my arms and cuddle closed to me.
After our session we remained quiet for some time in that state and she spoke, will you still love me if I will wear such kind of bikini, when men will see me and see my body parts, won’t you be jealous at all if other men ogle me while I stank semi naked in front of them.
I told her I know you are mine and you will always be mine, no matter who sees what part of your body and no matter what you wear or don’t wear I won’t mind as I know it’s me who you truly love and you will never betray my trust. I told her I might get jealous for sure but I would certainly feel proud to show others that I have such a beautiful wife and she is so amazing and so beautiful.
She giggled and then told she was very jealous in the morning when I paid attention to all the girls around.
I told don’t be jealous about me watching others, also I won’t mind if you see someone handsome and admire him. It’s a very normal human tendency for which we shouldn’t be guilty. Keep this in mind that I will never stop loving you and I will never leave you.
She said that she was very amazed by the body of the bikini models at the hotel entrance and she wanted to know how they achieve such body.
I said, they have a very balanced routine and diet and they exercise daily but they also have some supplements which help in making that shape.
She said, she is keen to exercise and make her body the natural way. We slept while talking about our day and her questions about exercise.
She was so curious about it that many times I got dozed off in between but she woke me up by her excited question.
Here comes the 3rd day of our honeymoon, in the morning Alia called our families for some regular talk and said she is very happy and excited about our honeymoon. We talked for few minutes and said our goodbyes and kept the phone back.
We started getting ready for the day and to my utter surprise and sheer delight, Alia, my damn conservative traditional typical Bangladeshi housewife wore her skin tight white stretchy top and her short shorts for the morning.
She put on some very light makeup and did her hair differently which was kind of sexy and elegant. She said she is ready and went out of the room without any fanfare.
I followed her with a hustle as I was still getting ready. I said she is looking so sexy and delicious. She giggled and said it’s all for me.
Now having breakfast was so much fun with a hard on. She never bothered about her top being so low V cut and her exposed boobs.
After breakfast we went to the same add campaign and found the models more in number this time. Since it was Friday and the competition was on Saturday only. Earlier day girls came running to my wife and my wife also took few running steps towards them to greet them.
All were smiling and giggling. They were surprised and appreciated my wife’s new attire and her new look.
The new ones also joined and started mingling with this awesome girl with some unusual jewelleries and accessories.
Now I found that all the girls today were wearing same color bikini which was of rose red color with hint of transparent and stretchy kind of materials, their nipples were slightly visible and impression of their nipples and areolas were very prominent.
They took her towards the pavilion where a small stage and banner was put. Some of them got busy with the pamphlet distribution and mingling and attracting strangers. The girls from yesterday were having conversation with my wife.
My wife was looking towards me regularly for assurance I guess but she was all smiles.
I now went closer and heard what they were talking. It seems Alia has shown interest in their body and muscles and they started showing their abs and biceps and triceps.
I heard one of them say that my wife has a great body to start body building and within 6 months she can become well-muscled and toned.
They started touching her biceps, abs and started pulling her side flaps to see the fat around her waist. She was having some fat but nothing which looked bad, moreover her tummy was flat. She cupped her breasts and told they were very full and very natural, and with little more exercise she will be winning any bikini competition.
Again my wife asked about the type of exercises and they invited her to hotel gym in evening for a practice.
She smiled and said, let me ask my husband.
Then one of them brought a box with bikinis inside and said they have some bikinis which she can take, it’s an offer from the bikini company for today to distribute these ones to select few for free.
She said no, but they insisted, she then said it’s all mixed, I don’t know my size, all started giggling and one of them said, babes these are special bikinis like the one we are wearing, its only of single size and its made of super stretchy material which will fit all sizes.
She took one of them which were a triangular string bikini with very less coverage; it was having brand logo to advertise. She said thanks and started walking towards me.
One of them said, what are you guys doing in the afternoon, can you volunteer for our add campaign.
Then she added, half of our girls are going to nearby beaches to add for the event tomorrow and we need to fill their places to keep the add going here.
I said sure we can help, what will we do though. The girl who seemed like a team leader replied that I can do some banner related stuff and stage fixing-up for tomorrow with others and my wife can join her team
I said okay, we will be there at 2pm. We started ahead towards our room and Alia was planning to go for some market trip but I held her and stripped her off her clothes with our curtain open on glass doors and windows and started making love to her.
She felt ticklish and said what happened to me but I took her towards the glass door which opened in balcony and pinned her on the wide glass with her face towards the outside of resort and pool and her back towards me and her breasts firmly pressed against the window.
I started smooching her neck and upper back and shoulder. She got damn excited because of this and started shivering.
I thought this may be her weak point and very sensitive one. She said what we doing on balcony door with everything open, we can go to bed and do this.
I grabbed her and put her face towards me. We started kissing wildly. She was as wild as me this time. We moved to the bed eventually and had the wildest sex I ever expected out of her.
I continued to fuck her for 15 minutes. She was at the hilt but I never felt she came but I came with a burst.
She said she was very happy with our relationship, afterwards. I felt satisfied and tired and we both relaxed nude on bed with each other playing with each other’s body parts. I gently pinched her nipples and circled her naval feeling every inch of her skin. I slid my other hand on her clit massaging it slowly and playing with her pubes. I then told her that it will be good if we shaved it and made it all clean and smooth. She went to the bathroom and I took a good nap.
I woke up and it was already 1 o’clock. We took light lunch and got fresh and went to the add camp for volunteering for our newly made friends. They showed me things to do and I started my work.
The team leader named Angela took Alia at a back room and proposed her to be a volunteer add model for today.
My wife was shocked and said no but she made her understand and told her about the job and the seriousness. She also told her about their field of work and its profits. Then she said she will pay her per hour basis also just like other models.
My wife was unsure; she came to me and said about all this. I just said, go for it and enjoy this opportunity. You will learn a lot with them.
She said, but they want me to wear those small bikinis for campaign. I said, you have already worn a bikini and so many people saw you, also this is what the adventure of life is, to take up new tasks and prove you are better than what you think of yourself.
It will be exciting. She agreed and said, will you be okay with me doing this. I said 200%.
She understood that I want her to do this and she went ahead.