13-02-2022, 01:03 PM
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This is my first post ever. So please do read and comment your suggestions.
CHAPTER 1: THE CAGED BIRD
By this time Meenu would already obey most of my orders. She would mostly do anything I had asked. Not because she was afraid of me, but because she was simply, horny. She couldn’t help herself. She knew I could push her boundaries and make her experience things. Things that she wanted to herself, but would never have been able to do on her own. She was getting addicted to me and I was happy about it. Why wouldn’t I be?
She had fairly normal; girl-next-door looks but was blessed with one of the most voluptuous bodies ever. At 5‘5’’ inches tall and 60kgs, she was not fat by any means, just curvy, in all the right places. The 34DD boobs stood tall without any sag, tipped by extremely sensitive nipples in the middle of dark, coin-sized areola. The slim waist flared out into a thick and juicy ass. It was definitely a body that would give any man an instant boner.
That is, if she was wearing clothes to show it off. Instead, she chose to wear loose clothes that hide her divine curves. She wore sweatshirts and traditional loose fitting churidars which doesn’t allow any room for guessing what treasures hide beneath them. Not many knew what a bombshell she was, even in simple clothes like slim fitting t-shirt and jeans. At her home and in the society, she was the sweet, naive little girl working for a large MNC at Bangalore. Even in her office, it was like she was invisible to most. Everyone treated her like any other girl. Only I knew that in reality, she was a sex-starved monster waiting to be unleashed.
Meenu knew that I had a lot of girl-friends and had been intimate with all of them as we knew each other from our college days together. She also knew that since I was with her, I was extremely loyal and caring about her. She also knew that my 12-inch cock was the only one she ever needed in her life. She had heard stories of my dick from our college days. That was the main reason why she accepted me when I asked her out. And I knew she was hiding a bombshell body from the tales of jealousy my ex-girlfriends used to tell me about. Her body was probably the only thing no other girl could stand her. They almost shunned her because of it and Meenu was never confident in herself in college after that.
The first time we had sex, was one of the highlights of my sex life. she was all shy for a total of 15 mins during our foreplay, during which I had to undress her myself. Seeing her naked for the first time made me lose control of myself. Once we got over the initial awkwardness, I told her to her face that she was the most beautiful person I had ever seen, her entire body visibly relaxed. All her insecurities flew away when she looked into my eyes and the change it brought about in her was immediate. She jumped on me and just, fucked the hell out of me. On the bed, she was insatiable. Her pussy was a special experience. It was tight and intensely hot and when she had an orgasm, the walls of her pussy would throb in waves and literally milk the cock. She was the only one till date, who was able to exhaust me in bed.
Within 2-3 marathon sex-sessions, I realised she loved it more especially when I was very rough. I had finally found someone, who could not only take on my huge cock, but would always come back for more. She was practically addicted to my cock, and so was I, to her pussy. She also began realising that she absolutely craved for sex and every time she had it, she wanted more of it and I was only more than willing to give. Our weekends began with sex on Friday evening and ended with Monday morning sex and obviously was full of sex.
There was a time when she wouldn't even step out of the house without conservative dress. But slowly I had made her lose some of those inhibitions. When she was out with me, I made her wear some t-shirts, jeans and even skirts on some occasions. I took her inner wear shopping and bought her nice ones and a few sexy ones too. I made her watch porn with me sometimes. I did notice that when we watch porn with themes of some public exhibition, she used to get extra horny. She used to pounce on me before the movie even completed and it would always end with a night of phenomenal sex. I knew I needed to know more. I thought making her experience the exhibition herself, might take our sex to another level. But, whenever I tried to get her to wear something riskier, she would almost always back out. But I knew, she was just a step away from doing it.
CHAPTER 2: CRACKS IN THE WALL
Things changed up during a trip back from native place. She was at her parent’s home at her native place and though I couldn’t be with her, I was teasing her throughout the day by sending sexy messages and pics. She was primed for sex, but couldn’t do anything as she was kept busy the entire day and we were to travel that day night. We were on the return bus together and she really looking forward to returning back to my flat and having mindless sex. Usually, we fool around a little in the bus, and she was looking at me with her eyes practically begging me to touch her, obviously without anyone knowing.
I tried to play with her by saying I will not touch her until she removed her bra and gave it to me. She looked at me and decided she could cheat on this. Keeping the sweatshirt on, she pulled her arms inside her dress. I saw her doing some gymnastics inside her sweatshirt and with a look of triumph, she pulled the bra out of her sweatshirt. I looked at her victorious expression and had to laugh. She put the bra into her bag and now what. I told her that she just had to do one more thing. I wanted her to call the conductor over and expose her boobs to him. She looked shocked and said that would never happen and turned away acting like she was no more interested. I kept taunting her by slowly teasing her nipples by moving my fingers in a circular motion, over her sweatshirt.
Her already frustrated day and me teasing her boobs which were now braless were slowly affecting her. It was dark in the bus and as we were on the last seat, I told her that no one else realised what we were doing. I kept whispering in her ear that all she had to do was show the conductor her boobs. I told her how the guy’s eyes would bulge when he saw her boobs and how she could maybe even let the poor guy touch her beautiful melons. I felt a shiver go through her and she closed her eyes. She tried to touch herself but I stopped her fingers. She looked at me with such desperation and frustration in her eyes. I thought she was going to back out and be pissed off at me (probably for the entire week) for forcing her, that I was almost going to let her off the hook. All of a sudden, she surprised me by shouting out for the conductor.
The conductor was seated two rows in front of us. He was nodding away when he heard someone calling for the conductor. Grudgingly he opened his eyes and looked back. Meenu asked him to please come over to her for a minute. The guy walked over with such annoyance, ready to shout it was something silly, but got the shock of his life. The sight that greeted him was a pair of beautiful, bountiful boobs. Meenu had opened her sweatshirt, lifted her t-shirt completely, exposing herself to this common conductor. As she sat there with her eyes closed, the light from passing vehicles illuminated her boobs and the conductor simply looked on, stunned beyond words.
I asked Meenu to open her eyes and look at the conductor. When she did, what she saw was the lust and desire in the conductor’s eyes. The conductor tried to reach out for her boobs, but she quickly dropped her dress and turned away. I silenced the conductor by giving him some money and asked him to keep quiet and return. He did not know what to do and slowly walked back to his seat. The sex that followed when we reached Bangalore, was one of the most intense of our life. The event definitely left a mark on her. She had experienced first-hand the thrill of exhibitionism.
The other notable incident was during Diwali celebrations weekend at the office. I had manipulated the situation such that we both had to stay back at our cubicles while everyone else left to attend the Diwali Celebration Concert of office grounds right outside our building. I slowly started my magic and, in a few mins, I had convinced her to move with me into our project conference room. Those rooms were generally locked. I had obtained the keys to this conference room and I went in pulling her with me. I locked the door from the inside and kept the lights switched off. The conference room was large and was mostly private, except for the fully tinted glass door. Once I locked the door, I slowly undressed her completely. Meenu was shocked when she realised that the door allowed us to see clearly into the project floor but from the outside, it was close to opaque, unless someone peered really close to the door. She was obviously shivering in fear and the thrill of the scenario, but slowly her libido was firing up and she began to follow my instructions.
I added my clothes to her pile and made her lean back on the conference table. I knelt down and began licking her pussy in a slow sensual way. I reached up to squeeze her nipples while she spread her legs leaning back on the table on her elbow. I moved up to bite on her nipples while using one hand to support myself. I began slowly playing on her clit by pinching it with my thumb and forefinger while pushing my other two fingers into her oven-like pussy. When I felt she was ready, I made her move to the door. I made her bend at her hip and as she held on the door frame for support, I inserted my cock into her pussy. We tried to be as silent as we could and the faint fucking noises was anyway covered by the concert music coming from outside. I moved with slow deliberate strokes allowing the dick to move almost completely out and then slowly moved the full length inside up to my balls. Meenu had her eyes closed as she started enjoying herself. Her pussy was tightening on my cock as I moved it in and out.
I moved a chair to my right side and made her lift her right leg on the chair. This gave me a bit more access and I thrust deeper into her pussy. I had been thrusting for around 15 mins when I spotted the movement of a security guard entering our floor for his nightly rounds. I told Meenu to look up and she gave such a jerk. She tried to move away from the door, but I didn’t allow her. I told her silently that since there was no light inside the room, the security guard couldn't see us. Neither can he hear us because of the loud concert music. She knew this was true but she was too afraid. I told her that if we go out now, we will definitely be caught and I would have to explain what we were doing in the conference hall. We should stay hidden till the guard leaves and then move out silently. She knew it was dangerous but what I said made sense to her and she stopped struggling.
Even as the guard was approaching us steadily, I kept on stroking into her matching the strokes with the beat of the music playing outside. Meenu was close to her orgasm, but she was terrified. She tried to control her orgasm and it took all her energy not to make a noise. Secretly, I wanted us to be caught, but Meenu was really scared and I didn’t want to push her too much. So, I ensured that I didn't make much noise or at least matched the music from the concert hall. I felt her orgasm approaching slowly but steadily. The guard was not in the lane right in front of the row of conference halls. We waited with bated breath as the guard now passed us without a glance. A wave of relief passed through Meenu. And as soon as he moved a few cubicles away, she got back into pushing back on my cock. She wanted us to reach our orgasms quickly and leave without anyone knowing.
When the guard stopped at the end of the corridor, turned and began slowly walking back, Meenu had already crossed the point of no return. The guard slowed right in front of the door and bent down to pick up something from the floor. He straightened up and looked into the glass right at Meenu. Her eyes went huge and the fact that she was spotted naked and being fucked like a bitch, her big shiny swear covered boobs jingling under her and the security guard, just 2 feet away on the other side of the door, was looking into her eyes, sent a current of electricity arcing from her lower belly to her clit and back into her brain. Fireworks started going inside her head and she absolutely lost her control. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she began to spasm wildly. For the first time in her life, she squirted her pussy juice all over the conference room floor. The moment her pussy started vibrating, I too lost my control and thrust deep into her, ejaculating my load deep inside her.
The security guard just reached towards the door, cleaned a spot on the glass with his thumb and walked back to his chair outside the floor. I felt a huge relief as he walked away. Meenu was totally spent. We both were covered in sweat and I had to carefully carry her into a chair. It took a few minutes for her to recover and when she looked up at me, she gave me such a beautiful smile. She thanked me for the best orgasm in her life and reached up for a hug. I leaned into her and gave her a tight hug and for extra measure kissed her forehead. We dressed up and silently left the floor through the service stairs. For the next few days, the stain on the conference room carpet was a big mystery for many people.
Please post your suggestions and comments. I will post the subsequent chapters one by one.
CHAPTER 1: THE CAGED BIRD
By this time Meenu would already obey most of my orders. She would mostly do anything I had asked. Not because she was afraid of me, but because she was simply, horny. She couldn’t help herself. She knew I could push her boundaries and make her experience things. Things that she wanted to herself, but would never have been able to do on her own. She was getting addicted to me and I was happy about it. Why wouldn’t I be?
She had fairly normal; girl-next-door looks but was blessed with one of the most voluptuous bodies ever. At 5‘5’’ inches tall and 60kgs, she was not fat by any means, just curvy, in all the right places. The 34DD boobs stood tall without any sag, tipped by extremely sensitive nipples in the middle of dark, coin-sized areola. The slim waist flared out into a thick and juicy ass. It was definitely a body that would give any man an instant boner.
That is, if she was wearing clothes to show it off. Instead, she chose to wear loose clothes that hide her divine curves. She wore sweatshirts and traditional loose fitting churidars which doesn’t allow any room for guessing what treasures hide beneath them. Not many knew what a bombshell she was, even in simple clothes like slim fitting t-shirt and jeans. At her home and in the society, she was the sweet, naive little girl working for a large MNC at Bangalore. Even in her office, it was like she was invisible to most. Everyone treated her like any other girl. Only I knew that in reality, she was a sex-starved monster waiting to be unleashed.
Meenu knew that I had a lot of girl-friends and had been intimate with all of them as we knew each other from our college days together. She also knew that since I was with her, I was extremely loyal and caring about her. She also knew that my 12-inch cock was the only one she ever needed in her life. She had heard stories of my dick from our college days. That was the main reason why she accepted me when I asked her out. And I knew she was hiding a bombshell body from the tales of jealousy my ex-girlfriends used to tell me about. Her body was probably the only thing no other girl could stand her. They almost shunned her because of it and Meenu was never confident in herself in college after that.
The first time we had sex, was one of the highlights of my sex life. she was all shy for a total of 15 mins during our foreplay, during which I had to undress her myself. Seeing her naked for the first time made me lose control of myself. Once we got over the initial awkwardness, I told her to her face that she was the most beautiful person I had ever seen, her entire body visibly relaxed. All her insecurities flew away when she looked into my eyes and the change it brought about in her was immediate. She jumped on me and just, fucked the hell out of me. On the bed, she was insatiable. Her pussy was a special experience. It was tight and intensely hot and when she had an orgasm, the walls of her pussy would throb in waves and literally milk the cock. She was the only one till date, who was able to exhaust me in bed.
Within 2-3 marathon sex-sessions, I realised she loved it more especially when I was very rough. I had finally found someone, who could not only take on my huge cock, but would always come back for more. She was practically addicted to my cock, and so was I, to her pussy. She also began realising that she absolutely craved for sex and every time she had it, she wanted more of it and I was only more than willing to give. Our weekends began with sex on Friday evening and ended with Monday morning sex and obviously was full of sex.
There was a time when she wouldn't even step out of the house without conservative dress. But slowly I had made her lose some of those inhibitions. When she was out with me, I made her wear some t-shirts, jeans and even skirts on some occasions. I took her inner wear shopping and bought her nice ones and a few sexy ones too. I made her watch porn with me sometimes. I did notice that when we watch porn with themes of some public exhibition, she used to get extra horny. She used to pounce on me before the movie even completed and it would always end with a night of phenomenal sex. I knew I needed to know more. I thought making her experience the exhibition herself, might take our sex to another level. But, whenever I tried to get her to wear something riskier, she would almost always back out. But I knew, she was just a step away from doing it.
CHAPTER 2: CRACKS IN THE WALL
Things changed up during a trip back from native place. She was at her parent’s home at her native place and though I couldn’t be with her, I was teasing her throughout the day by sending sexy messages and pics. She was primed for sex, but couldn’t do anything as she was kept busy the entire day and we were to travel that day night. We were on the return bus together and she really looking forward to returning back to my flat and having mindless sex. Usually, we fool around a little in the bus, and she was looking at me with her eyes practically begging me to touch her, obviously without anyone knowing.
I tried to play with her by saying I will not touch her until she removed her bra and gave it to me. She looked at me and decided she could cheat on this. Keeping the sweatshirt on, she pulled her arms inside her dress. I saw her doing some gymnastics inside her sweatshirt and with a look of triumph, she pulled the bra out of her sweatshirt. I looked at her victorious expression and had to laugh. She put the bra into her bag and now what. I told her that she just had to do one more thing. I wanted her to call the conductor over and expose her boobs to him. She looked shocked and said that would never happen and turned away acting like she was no more interested. I kept taunting her by slowly teasing her nipples by moving my fingers in a circular motion, over her sweatshirt.
Her already frustrated day and me teasing her boobs which were now braless were slowly affecting her. It was dark in the bus and as we were on the last seat, I told her that no one else realised what we were doing. I kept whispering in her ear that all she had to do was show the conductor her boobs. I told her how the guy’s eyes would bulge when he saw her boobs and how she could maybe even let the poor guy touch her beautiful melons. I felt a shiver go through her and she closed her eyes. She tried to touch herself but I stopped her fingers. She looked at me with such desperation and frustration in her eyes. I thought she was going to back out and be pissed off at me (probably for the entire week) for forcing her, that I was almost going to let her off the hook. All of a sudden, she surprised me by shouting out for the conductor.
The conductor was seated two rows in front of us. He was nodding away when he heard someone calling for the conductor. Grudgingly he opened his eyes and looked back. Meenu asked him to please come over to her for a minute. The guy walked over with such annoyance, ready to shout it was something silly, but got the shock of his life. The sight that greeted him was a pair of beautiful, bountiful boobs. Meenu had opened her sweatshirt, lifted her t-shirt completely, exposing herself to this common conductor. As she sat there with her eyes closed, the light from passing vehicles illuminated her boobs and the conductor simply looked on, stunned beyond words.
I asked Meenu to open her eyes and look at the conductor. When she did, what she saw was the lust and desire in the conductor’s eyes. The conductor tried to reach out for her boobs, but she quickly dropped her dress and turned away. I silenced the conductor by giving him some money and asked him to keep quiet and return. He did not know what to do and slowly walked back to his seat. The sex that followed when we reached Bangalore, was one of the most intense of our life. The event definitely left a mark on her. She had experienced first-hand the thrill of exhibitionism.
The other notable incident was during Diwali celebrations weekend at the office. I had manipulated the situation such that we both had to stay back at our cubicles while everyone else left to attend the Diwali Celebration Concert of office grounds right outside our building. I slowly started my magic and, in a few mins, I had convinced her to move with me into our project conference room. Those rooms were generally locked. I had obtained the keys to this conference room and I went in pulling her with me. I locked the door from the inside and kept the lights switched off. The conference room was large and was mostly private, except for the fully tinted glass door. Once I locked the door, I slowly undressed her completely. Meenu was shocked when she realised that the door allowed us to see clearly into the project floor but from the outside, it was close to opaque, unless someone peered really close to the door. She was obviously shivering in fear and the thrill of the scenario, but slowly her libido was firing up and she began to follow my instructions.
I added my clothes to her pile and made her lean back on the conference table. I knelt down and began licking her pussy in a slow sensual way. I reached up to squeeze her nipples while she spread her legs leaning back on the table on her elbow. I moved up to bite on her nipples while using one hand to support myself. I began slowly playing on her clit by pinching it with my thumb and forefinger while pushing my other two fingers into her oven-like pussy. When I felt she was ready, I made her move to the door. I made her bend at her hip and as she held on the door frame for support, I inserted my cock into her pussy. We tried to be as silent as we could and the faint fucking noises was anyway covered by the concert music coming from outside. I moved with slow deliberate strokes allowing the dick to move almost completely out and then slowly moved the full length inside up to my balls. Meenu had her eyes closed as she started enjoying herself. Her pussy was tightening on my cock as I moved it in and out.
I moved a chair to my right side and made her lift her right leg on the chair. This gave me a bit more access and I thrust deeper into her pussy. I had been thrusting for around 15 mins when I spotted the movement of a security guard entering our floor for his nightly rounds. I told Meenu to look up and she gave such a jerk. She tried to move away from the door, but I didn’t allow her. I told her silently that since there was no light inside the room, the security guard couldn't see us. Neither can he hear us because of the loud concert music. She knew this was true but she was too afraid. I told her that if we go out now, we will definitely be caught and I would have to explain what we were doing in the conference hall. We should stay hidden till the guard leaves and then move out silently. She knew it was dangerous but what I said made sense to her and she stopped struggling.
Even as the guard was approaching us steadily, I kept on stroking into her matching the strokes with the beat of the music playing outside. Meenu was close to her orgasm, but she was terrified. She tried to control her orgasm and it took all her energy not to make a noise. Secretly, I wanted us to be caught, but Meenu was really scared and I didn’t want to push her too much. So, I ensured that I didn't make much noise or at least matched the music from the concert hall. I felt her orgasm approaching slowly but steadily. The guard was not in the lane right in front of the row of conference halls. We waited with bated breath as the guard now passed us without a glance. A wave of relief passed through Meenu. And as soon as he moved a few cubicles away, she got back into pushing back on my cock. She wanted us to reach our orgasms quickly and leave without anyone knowing.
When the guard stopped at the end of the corridor, turned and began slowly walking back, Meenu had already crossed the point of no return. The guard slowed right in front of the door and bent down to pick up something from the floor. He straightened up and looked into the glass right at Meenu. Her eyes went huge and the fact that she was spotted naked and being fucked like a bitch, her big shiny swear covered boobs jingling under her and the security guard, just 2 feet away on the other side of the door, was looking into her eyes, sent a current of electricity arcing from her lower belly to her clit and back into her brain. Fireworks started going inside her head and she absolutely lost her control. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she began to spasm wildly. For the first time in her life, she squirted her pussy juice all over the conference room floor. The moment her pussy started vibrating, I too lost my control and thrust deep into her, ejaculating my load deep inside her.
The security guard just reached towards the door, cleaned a spot on the glass with his thumb and walked back to his chair outside the floor. I felt a huge relief as he walked away. Meenu was totally spent. We both were covered in sweat and I had to carefully carry her into a chair. It took a few minutes for her to recover and when she looked up at me, she gave me such a beautiful smile. She thanked me for the best orgasm in her life and reached up for a hug. I leaned into her and gave her a tight hug and for extra measure kissed her forehead. We dressed up and silently left the floor through the service stairs. For the next few days, the stain on the conference room carpet was a big mystery for many people.
Please post your suggestions and comments. I will post the subsequent chapters one by one.
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