Adultery An innocent girl manipulated by blacktigereyez

[sarit11]

So you can very well realize that unlike the blouse you wore today much of the upper part of your breasts will remain exposed when you go for a square neckline in fact the dress that im making for you will have to wear it just on yr nipple and the entire breast area has to remain exosed, it may also be worthwhile if you let part of yr nipple visible or in between slip yr dress slightly so that you can give a view of yr nipple to a few selected customers. However, unfortunately that’s the type of dress you must wear when choosing a backless and bra less dress. I can hardly do anything about it as you will be exposing a lot of breast area.


Me: “what????, but I did not choose a backless and a bra less dress.you did”.

I closed my eyes for a moment in excitement, as he removed his hand off my breasts and frankly I hardly was hearing what he was saying, rather I was getting keen on the music that slowly was starting within my 26 year-old fully matured body due to his close contacts.

he came up again on my breasts with his tape and measured for my square neckline and front neck depth and murmured the numbers to himself. Now I was starting to heat up fully though I tried to be in command of my emotions, but was certainly slipping as he was now poking his lund on my hands. he also measured the back neck depth for my new dress. While doing that he gave me very clear indication that he was not only taking measurements as a tailor, but also taking chance on my jawani. He was at my back when he was taking the back neck depth measurement and he directly felt my back with his palm and specifically pressed me on my bare skin and felt my entire back with his hands giving me very clear signals. He poked me hard 2/3 times on my hand with my lund. I understood what he wants and grabbed his erect tool in my hands and gave it a very tight squeeze straight away and pulled my hands immediately.

Obviously I knew that I should not encourage this man, but my emotions were paralyzing my mind to resist.

Madam, now please raise your hands up. I will take your bust measurement.

I lifted my hands up and kept them in the air. From the corner of my eyes I could see my sweaty armpits and there were clear round wet spots in both armpit. but I had little to do, but to ignore that. I remained stationary with my hands help up in the air as his arms went round my body as he wrapped the tape around my back over my breasts.

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Now I was standing between in fron of him my saree, my blosuse, my bra and panty on the floor, hands up in the air, and armpits shamelessly advertising big sweat spots!

he was muttering to himself “ when you take the bust measurement, it should always be taken around the fullest part of the breasts. That why I asked you to raise you hands up. This actually gives two advantages. Can you tell me what are they?

me: “I cant think of none”

claude: “In this state when I look at you from the side I can easily get the fullest part of her breasts. Another advantage is when you are standing like this i can see the fitting in a stretched condition, which is very important.

He continued his examination: “now I must do something to which you might object but I have no choice saying this he lowered the dress I was wearing and exposed my nipple. My entire breast area was now visible to him and my nipple was open for his view. I gave a start.
Me: “eeeessshh what are you doing? You are going too far now, how can u undress me like that?”.
Claude: madame, pls mind yr tongue. I can not stitch a dress for you unless I check yr breast thoroughly. I’m not yr every day routine tailor master who just makes clothes to cover your clothes. I make designer clothes which are made for special occasions and to make you look at your most beautiful. Though I must admit that you are by far one of the most sensous women ever measured by me but that does not mean that I will forget my professionalism.

What ever I’m doing needs to be done. now let me finish pls. I have to see and understand the size of yr breast properly before I can stitch this dress for you. I even want to know the size of yr nipple in its normal condition and aroused condition as we do not want to get wardrobe malfunction if you know what it means. You cant even imagine the cost of the dress which you are going to wear cos im sure u cant afford it going by the saree u wore when you came in. obviously Sameer is paying for this dress. I normally don’t do this but I am giving up my other work just trying to accommodate this dress for you only becos samee requested otherwise I would have refused.
I was stunned hearing this and within no time I felt him put his tape around my naked breasts. He now took his face a bit nearer to my un-covered tits and I could realize my nipples getting hard seeing him trying to inspect my boobs!

claude: you have got amazing breasts. Truly you should have been a model”. Saying that he cupped my breast and now he was pushing the dress material further down by exposing my breasts fully. I was not knowing how to react. I was melting down in his touch now. he totally uncovered my dress and now I was standing fully nude in front of this guy. But oddly enough was not feeling ashamed of my self. I wanted to show him my curves confidently and tease him. this was a new feeling for me. I knew that he may be a better designer or a very rich guy but I had power over him due to my superior looks of which the proof I had already felt with my hands a while ago.
what I was experiencing today was unique! I obviously was enjoying these lewd comments and at the same time his hands were caressing my breasts. A genuinely precarious situation for me!

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he took his hands around me circling the tape round my boob circumference and as he did that his chest pressed very gently on my breasts, though momentarily, I felt a real turn on by that. Actually unknowing his chest touched precisely on my nipples without the cover of my blouse and bra. I could feel drops of vaginal fluid dripping from my honeypot. My nipples also gained instant strength I realized and poked more on his chest.

But alas! I was losing self-control by the minute as as he started taking my bust measurement because my body was speaking in different terms than my mind.

claude: Madam, you please remain still and not move your body while I take your numbers.

I nodded and he pulled the plastic tape over my firm boobs through the middle of my breasts cups. As the tap slide and moved on my smooth round flesh, it gave me a very sexy feeling and concurrently I could feel his fingers touching the core flesh of my mammaries. In front of my eyes in the pretext of smoothening the tape, he openly was feeling the sides of my jiggling boobs clasped within the blouse. He was surely enjoying the tightness and roundedness of my 26-year-old fully developed treasures and since I was childless till then, my boobs had not sagged an inch. He was cupping my breasts and feeling the softness of me pushing me to my limits and giving me pleasure beyond control. Same time his lund was poking my choot over his gown and he gave 2/3 wild thums on my choot as if to give a signal letting me know what he rather wants to do with me.

claude: Madam, I will slowly tighten the tape. Just let me know when you feel very tight.

Me: “ummm ok”.

I could hardly say that as hiss hands were still very much touching my ripe mangoes and naturally my nipples started raising their heads in full resilience getting a male touch. Of course I also started breathing heavier and probably my want for enjoyment was engulfing my mind gradually though I tried to convince myself internally that I must not behave like this because if he gets a feel of my physical condition it would be very embarrassing and awkward for me to say no to him and we both might end up on the bed which had now suddenly loomed large and was looking quite inviting to me. .

he now shifted the meeting point of the tape from where my breast cleavae were to my left breast and this time he surely made me breathless. His fingers were now touching and pressing my left tit and I could feel the meeting point of the tape over my left areola!

uuuhhhhh I whispered within myself.

Now he did the worst thing. To mark the position of the tape and the tightness, he pressed on the tape with his thumb exactly over my nipple.

claude: Madam, is this okay? This must not be too tight.

Me: Aaahaa. Ummm. What you mean? This feels righ ooohhh I mean no. its not tight at all.

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I was blabbering now and I managed to reply his somehow. My pussy seemed to be leaking now and since I was not wearing any pantys, etc. my thighs were getting soaked and I could feel the wetness now on my groins too.

claude 31.6 at tight comfort.

I kept my hands on his shoulders and he now removed his left hand off the meeting point of the tape and took it to my back to see if the tape was properly place or not. In the process he not only brushed my right boob, but also felt my whole back on the right side. And left me gasping by again taking back his hand to the original position not before bumping on my right boob and almost pushing it his hand and pressing it neatly giving me a very nice arousal.

As I had kept my hands on his shoulders, the sides of my protruding breasts were completely open and now he shifted the meeting point of the tape to my right breast. He grazed his hands feeling every inch of my jawani.

Me: Shhh. Aaah!

I controlled myself to a whisper. My legs were automatically getting parted at my standing posture and my heart was starting to miss a beat. He again marked the position with his thumb and this time I he was trying to feel my nipple and make it erect. I could feel he was breathing faster and his hands shaking marginally. The man did not stop there and after he touched my nipple he was trying to grab my right boob nipple, which was fully erect now, with two fingers in the disguise of holding the tape meeting point.

Honestly that was too much for me and I was unable to resist myself any more and gripped his shoulders very firmly digging my nails into them. I knew that was a blunder to do. I was inviting trouble, as I was directly indicating him that am getting excited by his moves. In all honestly, I could hardly control my sexual appeal. I also knew very well that as long as I was suppressing my emotions and movements to him, things were within limits, but once I had expressed my frailty, I was in effect opening the unknown floodgate.

claude:. Madam, are you feeling too tight?

I as if got back to reality hearing his voice, but frankly it was not only the voice that awaked me, but also I could now feel almost a grab on my right boob!

Me: its ok.

Though I was not at all ok in the true sense, as the tape was pressing hard on my boobs now. I wanted him badly to suck my breasts. My nipples were aching for his mouth. I wanted to hold his lund in my hand and give him a nice massage down there. His lund continued to graze my pussy over his gown teasing me making me ache for his lund. As if he knew exactly my condition and how badly I was aching for a fuck these dayas.

claude now made the tape somewhat more short, increasing pressure on the nipple of my right breast.

claude: Is this fine Madam? Or too tight?

Me: Uh! Tight

My voice was a hoarse whisper. As the pressure of his fingers was increasing on my firm tits, my pussy was getting flooded with the juices. I controlled myself somehow and stood still clutching on to his shoulder gripping his shoulders in my hand.

claude: Okay, okay Madam, I will settle with the last number. I will do one last check and then finalize it.

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he seemed to have been adequately pumped up touching my fully developed breasts unhindered. He also must have been encouraged by my silent affirmation to his moves when I dug my nails deeper into his shoulder and had also grabbed his lund earlier also seeing my flushed face, which clearly portrayed my sexually aroused state.

Though apparently he was taking my measurement, I could clearly sense his partial grip on my right mammary over my naked breasts. I was almost shivering getting a direct feel of male fingers trying to grab my boob flesh. I inquisitively glanced down to see what he was doing.

I smiled to myself how he was feeling my jawani like my lover! He was no doubt holing his hands over my right breast, and in the pretext of taking my measurement was deriving all sorts of enjoyment from me. Seeing my compromised condition, this man indulged into all sorts of sexual pranks, including pressing my boob flesh with his fingers from the front, poking the nipple with his thumb, gliding his fingers over my breast assessing the smoothness and firmness of my mammary, and trying to push it up by cupping it from below.

For the first time I also made a direct move I faintly thrust my boobs on his hands and at the same time increasing my pressure on his shoulders. I had started to move my hips against his lund now now. I was very sure he could realize that because when my eyes met his, he winked at me. his lewd actions were sexually tormenting me enormously and rising to simply unbearable heights. I was dying for some very tight hugs and squeezes right away. Also very naturally my vaginal discharge was amounting more and oozing out spontaneously now out of my honeypot. My breathing was heavier than ever before, my lips parted, my legs getting weaker everything imprinting my vulnerable state. Unconsciously I had started swaying my hips also, as my excitement was speeding up, but once I realized it, I felt so ashamed and was conscious instantly.

claude: So Madam, I am finalizing your dress with this much tightness.

Saying that, he looked at my flushed face. I was simply not in a position to reply anything as this sly man had brought me to a boiling point very quickly with just a few deft touches and caresses. I could feel my pantyless front almost completely soaked and felt afraid that pretty soon I will have my orgasm.
claude was pushing his lund more and more on to my choot and gave me 2/3 rough strokes. I understood what he wanted and hence I once again grabbed his erect tools over his gown and gave him a tight squeeze. Claude gave me wink and a smile of satisfaction and pushed his lund more onto my hand.
His tool was fully erected and I was surprised to note the size of his lund. It seemed to have gained further in size. I inserted my hands under the gown and grabbed his lund to check it properly.

This is what I had wanted to do ever since he aksed me to keep my feet on his thigs. I grabbed his lund and felt the entire length of his lund with my hands. I saw the relief in his eyes finally. And he also openly pressed my breasts very tightly as if to reveal his joy at what he had manged to achieve.
Claude now threw the measuring tape aside and started pinching my nipples. I was in the 7th heaven. At the same time he was fucking my hand with his erect tool. i want to see yr nipples erected he whispered in my ears. “is that the maximum size of yr nipples or can they grow bigger”. I was moaning now.
Me: “oooohhhhh make them grow bigger, squeeze harder plssss”. I was thrusting my breasts more on to his hands now and was running my hand all over his lund.

I was having difficulty standing now and was totally leaning on him.
He was pinching my nipples had making me almost scream aloud in pain. I was feeling the pain and the pleasure at the same time the way he was pinching my nipples. Mujhe bahut mazaa a raha tha. my nipples had become totally erect. Claude was pushed me against the wall and started humping my hand vigorously. Voh jor jor se apne hips hila ke jaise mere haath ko chod raha tha aur apne haathon se meri nipples ko masal raha tha.

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Claude: “kya yeh aur bade honge, I want to measure them when they are at their peak, kya tumhe mazaa raha hai”

Me: “aaaaahhhhh pls ise jor se squeeze karo. Mujh se ab aur khadi nahi reh sakti, pls mujhe bed pe le chalo naaa. Pls take me on the bed I beg you. Oooohhhhhh.
Claude pushed me towards the bed aur usne dhakka de ke mujhe bed pe lita diya. Main puri nangi apni taange khol ke bed pe let gayi aur use bhi pakad ke apne upar gira liya maine.

Me: “meri nipples ko suck karo plssss. Jor jor se suck karo. Maine apne haath mein apni breast ko pakad ke uske mooh ki taraf ki. Drink all my juices. Plsssss. Suck it bite it.
Claude bhi kisi bhooke kutte ki tarah meri breast pe jhapat padha aur usne meri breast jor jor se suck karna shuru kar diya. Maine apne hips upar utha uthe ke uske lund ko feel kiya. Claude ka nanga lund ab meri choot ke darwaje pe dastak de raha tha aur usne apna lund meri choot ke upar hi upar ghisna shuru kiya.
Me: mmmmmmm pls bite my nipples. Oh do it no. do it fast. Plsssssss
He started biting my nipples I was exploding from within. Mujhe bahut mazaa raha tha aur main apne arousal ke peak pe pahunch gayi thi. I was beyond caring now. mujhe is time kisi cheez ki parwah nahi thi na apne husband ki aur na hi Sameer ki. Main bus is admi se chudwana chahti thi.

Voh jor jor se meri choot pe apna lund ghis raha tha. main ab uska lund apni choot mein lena chahti thi. Claude whispered in my ears “agar tum Sameer ki fiancée na hoti to main tumhe kab ka chod chukka hota. But I can not do it to my friend what a pity”.
But I was not sameer’s fiancée how to tell him that. We were just pretending.
Me: I was blabbering now. oooohhhhh pls take me now. do it. I want you now pls. mujhe adhura mat chodo abhi. Plsssss we will not tell Sameer.
Maine apna hath neeche daal ke uske lund ko apni choot mein dalne ki koshish ki. I was now desperate for a fuck as I could not take it any longer I got hold of his lund and just as I was guiding it to my pussy hole his cell phone rang.

Claude picked up his phone and guess what. It was Sameer calling him. claude rolled over to his side and started speaking to sammer. I was left halfway again and was feeling very desperate. I was feeling angry and ashamed. I had offered myself to this man and he had turned me away. His lund was oozing out his pre cum and was staring at the ceiling. While talking to Sameer he grabbed my by my hair and thrusted his dick in my mouth while he spoke to Sameer on the phone “No im still taking measurements, we are almost done. Hey you got a really hot fiancé, shes’ so good looking” he was mouth fucking me and at the same time talking to Sameer on the phone. “she’s just gone to the loo will connect you to her in a minute.

Don’t worry I did not treat her like my other models if that’s what eating you, she’ll be on her way in the next 10 mins or so. He was stroking me harder and harder now. I was getting chocked as he had inserted the entire length of his lund in my mouth now nad judging by the speed of his thrusts I knew that hes close to having his orgams so I also started suckin hard. As expected he did not last long and without giving me a warning he came all over my face. Luckily I was prepared for his explosion and took my mouth out at the right time to avoid drinking his cum. He handed me a towel and I wiped my face and then he handed me the phone.
Me: bahut jaldi yaad aa gayi aapko apni fiancée ki. (I had to pretend on the phone as claude was still in the roon).

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I was lying on my back and talking to Sameer. I was totally nude and my legs were spread. Claude knew my condition very well and in order to give me the satisfaction he came over me and lowered his head to my choot. I gave him the look as I was still talking to Sameer but he ignored it and without warning inserted his tongue in my choot.
Sameer: so how did my friend treat you?
Me; better that you have treated me so far. You are so mean unlike your friend. Atleast hes been so nice to me. tumhe to meri parvah bhi nahi hai. sham se ek bhi phone nahi kiya.

I was having difficulty speaking as claude was sucking my choot and I could not concentrate on what I was saying on the phone. All I knew was that I was very angry at Sameer for having put me in such a position if only he was there I could have avoided all this.
Sameer was saying something to me on the phone but my mind was not registering it. i was totally focussed on what was happening to me down below. I told him that we are busy in the measurement and its getting late I have to go home also so I’ll call you when I’m done and I cut him off.
I grabbed claude’s hair and pressed his head on to my choot. He had opened my pussy lips and was thrusting his tongue deep inside and with his other hand he was pressing my breasts.

I started swaying my hips with the rhythum of his thrusting . oooohhh he was giving me immense pleasure now. I was lost in time with no clue of my surroundings and my social life. I was just a soul lost in pleasure. Being pushed to the limit and wanted to extract maximum out of this moment. His continued assault on my body for the last 2 hours had pushed me to my limits and this was by far my best sexual experience even though so far there had been no penetration involved. He had kept me totally charged up for more than 2 hours and now he was giving me the ultimate pleasure with his tongue. I was totally in heaven and was thankful to this guy for taking me there.

Me: ooohhhh suck it pls suck it more. Aur andar jao na. ooohhhh plssss do it now. quickly pls quickly. I increased the rhythum of my hips now and started raising my hips higher and higher. Maine jor jor se apni choot uski tongue pe ragadni shuru kar di aur usne bhi apni speed tej kar di.

Maine uske baalon ko kas ke pakad liya. Me: aaaaaahhhhhhh uiii maaaaa im cominggggggg nowwwww. And then it was over. My whole body shivered in excitement and I felt my pussy letting out discharge and I got the best arousal ever had so far. i felt my body relaxing and claude also fell by my side. We both were tired and spent both satisfied with our orgasms. Finally it was over and I was satisfied to the very core. Though I felt regret for not haiving sex with this guy. He really made me feel wanting to have sex with him. i was feeling very tired now and wanted to get away from here and go home quickly.

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khemucha
One of the best stories currently running on Exbi - well written and very erotic.
Mazza aa gaya!!!!!

But enough of teasing now. Let someone "plunge" into action - koun hoga pata nahi - hopefully not her boss - Gawde? mmmmmm, Sharmaji? mmmmmmm ----- I think Gawde sounds fun - an accountant - its unexpected and naughty and kinky - let it happen on a hot humid weekend among those dusty files.
But you are the boss so you will decide.

Don't get sidetracked by loose comments - too many writers get engaged with side comments and loose motivation - your writing skills are great and you have succeeded in keeing your audience on the edge.

waiting or the next few updates (I like that your updates are substantial and try to complete the whole scene - not part-by-part - even if the gap between updates is a week or so)

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I got up from the bed and slowly walked towards where my clothes were lying on the floor discarded. Suddenly I was feeling very shy and awkward. Claude was also unable to speak and and awkward movement passed between the both of us. I was standing totally naked in front of him. I turned my back towards him and slowly started putting my clothes back on.


I wore my undergarments and then wore saree. It was quite late now. claude was simply lying on the bed unable to move or utter any words and without saying bye to him I walked out of his house. I went outside in the verandah and walked towards the car. Thankfully the driver was sleeping inside the car and I woke him up.
The driver got up and looked at the time in his wrist watch and then looked at me as if trying to assess what must have happened inside. I felt very stupid staring at the driver and felt ashamed of mysef. The driver looked at me in such a way as if I was a whore who had just finished with a customer and now going back to my place. It was well past midnight.

I sat in the car and tried not to think of the events which were so quickly taking place. I wanted to drive boredeom away from my life but my life had taken a complete u turn and it had completely turned upside down and had suddenly become very very exciting.
The drive dropped me at my building and I told him that I wont need him anymore and I went up to the my flat and crashed on the bed. I slept like a log.

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I woke up at 1100 hrs. I was feeling very fresh and content. I was looking towards my day off as the boss had told the previous day. Hence I decided to spend some more time in bed. I was lying down in bed thinking of the party ahead and didn’t realize how the time just went by. At 1200 sameer rang me up and asked me whether I’m free for lunch. I heard my self saying yes.

Sameer told me that he will pick me at 1:30. I immediately threw the covers aside and ran to the toilet to get ready. I spent the next 1 hour getting ready and putting my make up etc. I decided to wear a black dress and black skirt which was upto my knees showing off my pretty legs. at sharp 1:00 I was ready for Sameer anxiously awaiting his phone.
At sharp 1:30 sameer phoned me and told me that he is waiting for me in the parking lot and I took the lift and went downstairs.

I was acting like a college girl who was going out with her boyfriend for her first date. I was very excited and nervous. Sameer was looking really handsome in his grey suit as usual. He took me to a restaurant called the upper house which was a really expensive and a high class restaurant. The food there was excellent. I was throroughly enjoying sameer’s company and the time just flew by. At one point of time I felt like telling Sameer about his designer friend claude but something told me that I should keep this a secret and I kept it to myself.

Finally Sameer dropped me home and gave me a big parcel (it was the dress claude had stichced for me). He tole me to be ready tmrw at 6:30 pm and left.

Once I reached back home I tried on the dress. I had never worn a backless dress in my life before. After wearing the dress I realized what it means to wear a designer dress. This dress was not meant to hide at all. It was indeed made to reveal and it displayed all my curves to perfection. It fitted me like a second skin. My shoulders were naked from top and the dress had to be worn right where the nipple began and it had a huge u shaped neck which ensured that a big part of my breasts and huge cleavage was visible at all times no matter how much I tried not to show and if god forbid I decide to show my cleavage I had the choice to show almost my entire breast or nipple to any one by bending in a certain way if I felt like.

I was not sure what sort of reaction this dress will draw in the party and how may people may be there. But one thing was sure that the dress though so revealing did not look cheap at all. It was infact looking very classy. I was definitely not meant to wear such dresses. But I took great pride in owning such a dress. I wondered if I ever would be able to wear such a dress in front of my husband. Will I have to hide this dress after tmrw night forever hidden from my husband or whether someday I will wear it when going out with my husband on any occasion. How will he react to me wearing such a dress. These days I was not thinking much about my husband. My thoughts were occupied with some one else most of the times. I neatly folded the dress back and engrossed my self in the house hold work.

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The party:

It was 6:30. I was all ready to be picked up my fiancée Sameer. I had worn the red dress and a/with it matching red sandals and a light perfume. I had put on red lipstick and my finger nails were painted red the other day by claude himself and he had done it so immaculately. Just thinking about that night gave me goosebumps. It was one of the most seducing night I ever had. Even on my suhaag raat I did not get so much aroused as I did the night when claude was taking my measurements.
I had stopped looking at myself in the mirror cos every time I did it made me feel nervous and finally I gave up.

Ultimately the dress was chosen by sameer’s friend whom he had entrusted the job of dressing me up for this party so Sameer must take the blame for it if it back fires. Final I got a call from Sameer and I got down.
Sameer was sitting behind the wheel in his Mercedes benz. I walked around it opened the passenger door and slid in. he just kept sitting there like a staue staring at me. I was stunned by the effect I was having on me and it gave me a very nice tingling feeling. Every women desires to be looked at this way especially by the one whom she desires and this is exactly what was happening at this moment. Finally I broke the spell “sir we must be getting on our way otherwise we will not reach the party”.

Sameer shook his head and put the car in motion. He kept shaking his head. I finally asked him “why are you shaking yr head. Is there something wrong. I know something is wrong. Even I felt that this dress was too vulguar. We still have time, if you say so I will just run over to my place and change in to a saree which will be more fitting for the occasion. I do not want to create a bad impression”.

Sameer “will you shut up?, what are you mumbling. You are looking absolutely breath taking. There’s nothing wrong with yr dress. I was shaking my head because the moment I laid my eyes upon you for the first time I saw you I was taken aback by yr beauty and was feeling uncomfortable ever since, wondering why? And now I know why. That the day also when you entered my office in the simple dress you wore I had judged rightly then also that you can be the most beautiful women in this world if dressed properly and today it is proved that I was right”

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I was shocked hearing these words from his mouth. I never knew that I had this effect on my boss. I always used to think that he hardly notices me and only likes to touch me here and there sometimes but today he was openly confessing that he fancied me from the very first day that he saw me. this was the biggest compliment for me ever in my life cos it came from a man so classy who could have any pick of women of his choice and he was falling for me.

Was I falling for him too? Why was I so curious not to fall below the expectation of his parents. Why was I so keen to pass on this test. I was not his fiancée and this was only a farce. There was a moment of awkard silence between the both of us merely because of the confession which came out bluntly from his mouth. Was he regretting that he spilled the beans. He was not uttering any word and was driving in complete silence. What was he thinking? I could not make out any expression from his plain look. He was totally focussed on his driving and the tention inside the car was building up.

I folded my hands and kept on my lap. He was glancing on my hands from the corner of his eyes while drving and was also staring at my knees and legs in between. I also could not help notice his hands when they shifted gear or steering the wheel. I could imaging those hands travelling down my body peeling off my dress (stop… what are u thinking) I closed my eyes and pretended to relax.

Finally we reached the farm. There was a huge gate which was opened by two guards wearing turbans the moment they saw his car approaching. There was huge road driving up to the big bungalow which was surrounded by plush gardens from both the sides. It was like a movie scene and I felt like a princess being driven to the kings palace.

Finally we reached the place. I could see a few guests moving about in the big garden where there were lot of lights and illumination. Sammer parked the car and came round to take my hand. A spark of electric current passed between our fingers the moment his hand touched mine. Sameer looked down upon me and smiled. He was staring at my cleavage. “you have no idea what I feel like doing right now” was all he said.

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His eyes were clearly indicating as to what he intends doing right now but he had no idea that I also wanted him to do exactly what he desired to do right now.
We approached the gardens together holding hands looking like a young and happy couple very much in love (that wasn’t very far from truth either) and suddenly all eyes were focussed on me. I did not know how to react so I took shelter of sameers body and tried to stand behind him as if hiding from the people. A tall figure emerged from the crowd and walked towards us.

He came and stopped right where we were standing and patted Sameer on his shoulder. “how are you son, I came all the way from New York just to meet this lovely lady and by god I don’t regret it” why don’t you go and meet the other guests while I get myself aquainted with this sweet heart”. Sameer went off to meet the guests leaving me in the company of his father
He extended his hand towards me and I took it. “hi I’m sunder lal kochar, sameer’s father, well I must say that Sameer always had a good taste in hiring his secretaries but looks like hes finally learning from his father, if he had not chosen you then I would have offered you a job right now, u are the most gorgeous person in this hall right now”.

I blushed hearing this from my future father in law and without thinking I bent down to touch his feet keeping up with the typical ***** tradition of my upbringing. Little did I knew that my entere breast will pop out to give a terrific and exclusive view of my breasts to this old play boy and he did not miss a second of it. the moment I bent I could make out my dress slipping below my right tit popping out.

I immediately looked up in defence I saw mr. kochar looking right at it and he grabbed me by my arms without giving me a chance to put it back in and made me stand up “your place is not in my feet, dear its in my arms and saying that he hugged me tightly crushing my breasts one inside the dress and the other one outside on his chest. His hands were on my bare back and shoulders and then he pulled back once again looking at my breast which I immediately adjusted back inside the dress feeling embaraassed.

[sarit11]

Well I had to be more careful with this dress now. I was not used to wearing such clothes and now I will take care before bending in front of anyone. Mr kochar offered me a glass of wine and he himself was drinking scotch on the rocks. He introduced me to his business friends. I felt all of them staring at my cleavages and I was getting so many compliments from almost every male in this room. In our family no matter how beautiful the lady appears but generally males do not give compliments to them and only ladies do that but here no one seemed to care and were openly giving compliments even in front of their wives at times. My eyes were looking for Sameer who had disappeared from the view.


Sameer’s mother came to me and just gave me a smile and started telling sameer’s father to control his drinking who was continuously drinking. I looked around to see a familiar face. Sameer’s sister was busy chatting with her girl friends. It was a good crow. All the women were dressed very nicely but I had to admit that my dress was something to look at and I myself was feeling proud of it as I could feel almost every other male eye on me.
I excused my self from sameers father and joined his sister. She introduced me to her friends and we had a nice time together chit chatting. Slowly slowly the guests started departing. Sameers father was also getting drunk, most of his friends had left. Sameer was busy talking to a girl dressed in a black dress. He had spent almost all his evening talking to this lady and I was curious to know as to who this girl was. sameer’s sister saw me staring at them and whispered in my ear, (mom wanted Sameer to marry her, shes the daughter of our family friends and sameers childhood friend, her parents are very rich, her name is Nikita).

I felt a pang of jealously hearing this. I observed her more carefully now looking at her curves (as if to compere them with me) she was a very good looking girl without a doubt but she had small breasts. Her breasts were not so full as mine. without thinking I walked over to sammer and hugged him from behind thrusting my braless breasts into his back. “where have you been darling, I’m feeling so lonely here without you” the wine was also beginning to take its toll on me. Sameer looked at me with surprise and introduced me with nikita. He told me that they were discussing some business proposition and he told me to go to his father as he was getting drunk. “pls put him to sleep other wise he will get drunk, tell him mother has already left and he will have to sleep here tonight as he can not drive in this condition and mother has taken the car and the driver, I will join you later sweetheart”.

It felt so nice hearing him call me a sweet heart. Was I slowly falling in love with this man? I went to see mr. kochar who was by this time having diffulctly standing on his feet.
I walked towards mr. kochar and told him what Sameer told me to tell him. he pleaded with me to allow him one more drink and then he will go to rest in the bed room. I could not say not to him and I wandered off leaving him with his last drink. By this time Sameer and nikita were out of sight. I saw them walking towards a dark corner of the garden where the lights could not be reached. Out of curiosity I slowly started following them without making any sound.

By now both of them had disappeared out of sight. I approached them silently. I was not prepared to witness what I saw. Nikita had opened sammer’s zip and was holding on to his fully erected cock in his hand while sammer was fondling her breasts and kissing her madly on her lips. they both looked pretty drunk and wasted and looked despearate to make love. Nikita was gripping his lund in his hand and making vulgar sounds from her throat and then Sameer forced her on her knees and gave his lund in nikita mouth and started mouth fucking her. I could not bear to see any more and I turned away. I was feeling very angry at Sameer having seen him doing something like this with another girl. I felt cheated and betrayed and felt anger boiling inside me.
Even though I had no right to feel this way. I was married to someone else and we were not even in love, so why should I feel jealous seeing him with another woman.

[sarit11]

I joined Mr. kochar and told him firmly but politely that he had enough to drink and its time for him to go to bed now. Surprisingly Mr. Kochar agreed and told me that hes not in a position to walk so i will have to support him.

Me: “why did you drink so much?, come lets go”. I said offering him my shoulder. He wrapped his arm around me and held me by my shoulder. His body weight started leaning towards me and his entire right side was glued to my left side. My left breast was totally glued to his body and he was walking unsteadily hence I had to bear the entire weight of his body. We started walking towards the bunglaw slowly. He told me “we will go from the back. My room is in the back” and saying that he told me to circle around the bunglaw from behind. This part of the garden was totally in dark. Quite similar to one which Sameer had chosen on the other side. I was still feeling angry about what I had seen. I was feeling betrayed. Sameer had brought me to this party just to show me to his parents and then had completed dumped me as if I was invisible to him. I was only supposed to make an apprearance look presentable to his parents and other guests so that he can remain a bachelor and his parents can relax for some time while he carries on with his activities with other girls in the bushes. He should atleast had the courtesy not to do it while I was still around.

While all these thoughts were running in my mind Suddently I felt Mr. kochars hands gripping my shoulder. His grip was slowly changing. Earlier he was holding me for support but now his grip was slowly changing into a lover like grip as if we two had embraced each other. With each step we were taking my bra less breasts were constantly brushing against his sides filling me with warmth. I was feeling so hurt and left alone that I wanted a shoulder to cry on, some one who can sympathize with me, console me. involuntarily without thinking I tightened my grip on mr. kochar as I was feeling safe and secure in his arms. There was some warmth flowing between our bodies despite of the cool night breeze. Due to the constant brushing of my breasts against his chest I was getting a nice cozy feeling from him. one part me was hating Sameer for his betrayal and another part of me wanted to get even with him some how. I badly wanted to go to him and tell him that I am better than the one he chose.

As if sensing the mental turmoil that I was going through mr. kochar circled his arm around me and was slowly feeling up my naked shoulder. I tried to look at his face from the corner of my eyes but he appeared totally un aware of what he was doing. (was he really drunk?) I wondered. With the continuous pressing of my breast against his body I was also feeling some changes in my body. A slow current was passing between our bodies. Mr. kochar was abt about 55 years of age but he was very tall and well built. He must have been going to gym regularly as he had kept himself in good shape. He had moustaches on his face and had shaved his beard. I could smell the faint musk of his after shave mixed with jasmine flowers in the night. His hand felt warm and loving on my shoulder.

At this point I could not tell whether this was fatherly hug or a hug from a man to a woman. But either way it was very comforting and I cherished it. I snuggled close to him due to which my breasts got brushed more to his chest. i was quite sure that Sameer and nikita must be having sex either in the open or in the bedroom.
Suddenly Mr. Kochar told me that he wants to pee urgently and he gestured towards the bush in the corner. I withrew from him and took off my arm from his waist and stepped back. Mr. Kochar walked unsteadily towards the bush and stumbled forward. He was about to fall down and I rushed forward to support him again. this time while I was trying to prevent him from falling I had to hold him from the front and he leaned on me for support and wrapped both his arms around me. this was a full frontal hug and he crushed my boobs on his chest. his face was leaning over my shoulder and we stood in this pose for 2/3 minutes. I allowed him to settle down and stood in the same manner supporting him. I realized that he was not in a position to walk on his own.

[sarit11]

Me: “apne bahut pee rakhi hai, itna kyon peete ho aap, dekhiye na aapse khada bhi nahi hua ja raha hai”
Kochar: “is umar mein ab peene ke sivaye rakha hi kya hai, bahut akelapan mehsoos hota hai. jab biwi ke hote hue biwi ka such milna band ho jaaye to insaan ko doosra sahara chahiye hota hai. isilye aaj mujhe tumhare sahare ki jaroorat hai, kya tum mera sahara banogi. Aur mujhe kamjor mat samjho beti, is umar mein bhi main itna peene ke baad bhi main kaafi der tak khada reh sakta hoon” yeh kehne ke baad sunder lal kochar ne apna ek haath mere hips pe rakh ke mujhe jor se press kiya aur meri choot pe maine pehli baar uska lund mehsoos kiya jo ki puri tarah se khada tha.

I became red in my face hearing this. the hidden meaning in his double talk was very very clear.
Me: “mera yeh matlab nahi tha” was all I managed to say. But I was shocked at his arousal. Mere dil ki dhadkane bahut tez ho gayi thi. i took a step back and again came back in my previous position i.e. sidewas to him circling my left arm around his waste and we walked towards the bush slowly my breast pressing against his side.
After reaching near the bush sunder lal told me “i’m sorry darling, I normally don’t drink this much but today was a very happy occasion and to tell you frankly I got mesmerized by yr beauty. And hence I could not keep track of my drinks”. Saying this he started opening his zip.
I could not believe that he’s going to open his zip right in front of me and show me his lund. I looked around to see whether anyone could see us guiltily but we were now totally in darkness and it was impossible for anyone to see us. My heart started beating fast in my chest in anticipation of his lund darshan. 5 mins ago this same lund was poking me in my choot and now it was going to be out in the open for my review. I was getting excited in the anticipation of sighting his lund. I felt the tightness in my breasts and my nipples were getting erect.

He was having difficulty opening his zip. “I do not know why the tailors make these zips so tight as if they are never going to be opened. Can u help me as my hands are not steady”.
I was shocked to hear this. He was looking down upon me. my dress was slowly sliding down and I was sure that my left nipple was visible to him as he was looking right at my cleavage and smiling. I extended my right hand towards his fly and with shaking hands started pulling his zip down. i pulled the zip down. it was really hard to pull down but with little force it started coming down easily. I managed to open his zip fully. As I was opening his zip I could feel the entire length of lund with the back of my hand and I was surprised to note that he had a full on erection.
“thank you dear” he said, I was tongue tied as I had no words to say but could not miss the sight of his lund. He pulled out his lund quickly and I simply held my breath.
My God! It was such a well-nourished, stiff dick, almost unbelievable for a man of his age! He smiled at me The smile was so suggestive. I never expected such a gesture from an elderly man like him!

I looked at his naked lund in his hand raising his head out of his trouser zip and honestly was getting excited looking at that stout meat. He must also be feeling excited to be standing with his penis in his hand in front of a un-married 26-year-old woman.

Me: (Holding his waist from the side) I think you should go little further for peeing.
He took 6-7 baby steps to the front towards the wall and reached the it and he started to urinate and I had nothing else to do but to watch that. My right breast got more pressed on his body as he leant more towards me. The feeling of my tight round coconut-like mammaries must have been quite erotic for him (especially at this age) because I could feel his fingers digging firmly on my bare back. I had never assisted a man before in peeing not even my husband and the urge to hold his lund was very strongly overtaking me. I felt like holding his lund in my hand while he was peeing. Withouth thinking my right hand which was on his stomach started slowly moving down towards his lund as if my hand was having a mind of his own and he was acting independent of my thoughts. I had reached his thighs and was about to gathe enough courage to hold his lund in my hands when suddenly we heard 2 guys walking towards us laughing. It appeared that 2 more guys were coming towards us for peeing. Me kochar heard them as well and immediately withdrew form me and zipped his fly. I was surprised that he was able to act so swiftly and he immediately gestured me to walk away from the scene.

[sarit11]

I slowly moved to my right holding him by the waist but he urged me on and we walked fast towards the back of the bunglaw away from the view. I looked back upon my shoulders and saw two silhouettes in the dark peeing against the wall. Thankfully they had not seen us. Once out of sight we slowed down again.


Mr. kochar was quite exhausted and was breathing heavily as if he had just ran 100 meters. We came towards the back of the bunglaw and there was a cottage like villa which was not a part of the main house. Sunder lal pointed me in that direction and took out the keys from his pockets and gave me. I opened the door and we both entered the cottage.
It was a huge hall with red carpet on the floor and the bedroom was towards the right. Mr. kochar signalled me towards the bedroom and we entered the bedroom.
Me: “ab aap so jaayie, main aapko bistar pe lita ke apne ghar chali jati hoon.
Kochar: “are tum itni late kaha jaogi ab. Tum bhi aaj yahi so jao na. subah uth ke main tumhe tumhare ghar chod aaunga. Mujhe pata hai mera nalayak beta is time pe kaha hoga aur kya kar raha hoga, aur tumhare upar kya gujar rahi hogi iska bhi ehsaas hai mujhe beti.

Par tum fikar mat karo mere hote hue main tumhe kabhi udaas nahi hone doonga.
Me: “nahi main ghar hi chali jaungi, yaha main kaha so sakti hoon”.
Kochar: “are itna badha bistar hai 2 log to bahut aram se so sakte hai is pe. Vaise bhi tumhe kausa bahut jagah chahiye sone ke liye, main tumhari ek nahi sunooga tumhe aaj mere paas hi sona hoga beti”
Me: “par mere paas to kapde bhi nahi hai. main kya pehen ke soungi?
Kochar: “are voh to mere paas bhi nahi hai. ek baar light off kar di to kise dikhai deta hai, jaise main sounga vaise hi tum bhi so jana bina kapdo ke. Blanket ke andar kaunsa kuch dikhega kisi ko
Me: “what???”

Kochar: “are main majaak kar raha hoon. Agar tumhe chahiye to cupboard se mera kurta pyjama pehen sakti ho tum. Vaise mujhe to bahut neend aayi hai. par uske pehle mujhe tumhari ek aakhri help chahiye”
Me: “haan haan bilkul. Batayie na kya kar sakti hoon main apke liye”
Kochar: “I need to pee again, I was unable to pee properly, pls help me”.
Me: blushing “phir se?, abhi to kiya tha na apne?”
Kochar: “bahut sharab peene ke baad baar baa ata hai. main agar toilet mein gir gaya to kahi slip disc ya koi badhi chot na lag jaaye, is umar mein risk lena theek nahi hai beti. Is budhe aadmi ki kya tum madad nahi karogi?
Me: “aap yeh kaisi baatein kar rahe ho? Main aapke liye kuch bhi kar sakti hoon. Bus aap keh ke to dekhiye”

Kochar: “to phir tum aaj raat mere paas so rahi ho, final”
Me: “ok baba ok. Aaj raat main apne hone vale sasur ke paas soungi”
Kochar: “correction, tum aaj raat apne hone vale sasur ki baahon mein soyugi. Meri kitni sundar beti hai. tum aaj hi mili ho. Dobara kab mile kya pata. Isliye tumhe aaj bahut pyar karna hai mujhe.
While saying this mr. kochar patted my head in a fatherly way which made my heart melt and gave me a nice feeling that if I was really in love with Sameer then atleast his father would have approved of our union.

[sarit11]

While thinking all this we started towards the toilt. With unsteady feet he walked towards the attached toilet and I supported him. we entered the toilet. It was a huge toilet with a bath tub in the corner and a western toilet seat on the side. Now in the illumination of the toilet light we could see each other very clearly and I was getting embarrassed to find myself in such a situation. Sunderlal was looking at my cleavage as my dress had slipped down and my right nipple was out of my dress. Now I could clearly see the bulge in mr. kochar’s pants. It was looking very vulgar and threatening. How can he still have this kind of a hard on while he treats me like his bahurani? Kya har mard sirf lund se hi sochta hai? do they not have any heart or feelings?
Once inside the toilet I knew what I had to do and without any words exchanged I extended my hands towards his bulging lund for opening his zip without waiting for his order. I was quite curious to see and old man having such a huge erection just by being so near to me and by the touch of my body. It was a proud moment for me that I can have this type of effect even on people who were well past their prime. Ek aurat ke liye is se jyada garv ki kya baat ho sakti hai. I was unable to tear my eyes away from his lund.

Hence This time I was unable to resist the temptation to feel his lund and I pretended to search for his zip and in the pretext I felt his lund directly over the trousers and held it in my fingers for few seconds as if to flatten the cloth of his trouser and slowly opened his zip while keeping the back of my hand pressed to his swollen lund. I opened his zip completely and brushed my breast on his chest in a suggestive manner. I was getting excited to look at his lund again. this time in the complete privacy of his private cottage where there was no fear of anyone spotting us and hence I was feeling more comfortable this time.

Mr. Kochar was also taking his time to remove his lund out of his trousers as if to delay the moment and making me more anxious or probably it was because his lund was totally erect and maybe he was having trouble getting hold of it and remove is out from the small opening created by opening of his zip. While he was busy removing his lund out I was holding on to him and my left hand was encircled on his waist and my right hand was on his trouser close to his lund. I was looking down at his crotch totally engrossed in the anticipation of seeing his erect cock 2nd time in a short time. my heart beat was racing again in the anticipation of his lund. I was also getting excited.
Slowly Mr. kochar removed his lund out of his pant. I saw the lund slowly coming out of the trouser and the tip of his lund was pinkish and was looking very tempting. This time I could easily see the veins on the lund and the tightness of it. It was a huge piece of meat hangin in front my eyes within the reach of my hands full of promise. I was sure that this size lund can easily satisfy any women. It was more than enough for me for sure.

With the physical closeness to this man and the sight of his thick naked cock began to generate goosebump all over my body and I was feeling pretty thrilled and exhilarated. And suddenly, I did not know how/why, the memories of the night with claude flashed upon my mind! his massive cock, my whole body ached and responded sexually. The thoughts of his masculine figure, his tight embraces, his firm squeezes on my breasts and ass, and hoh he mad my choot so wet!

Me: Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!

I exclaimed within myself as my eyes automatically got closed with my lips slightly parted in virtual elation. As if by reflex action the grip of my fingers on his waist tightened and I almost embraced him in my delight. In fact I got completely lost in my sexy thoughts and was as if floating in claudes muscular arms!

[sarit11]

I could never apprehend what effect this could have on this elderly man who was urinating at that moment. And I really did not know how long I was in that reverie, but as I gathered back my senses, I instantly realized that I was in mr. kochars clutches!

As I opened my eyes
- I found my left hand embracing his waist and my right hand on his naked fully-erect dick!
- I found my left breast pressing adequately on to the right side of his body!
- I found his right hand gripping and squeezing my gaand very firmly while his other hand guiding my hand over the length of his lund!
- And last but not the least, I found his thick rough lips smooching my smooth fleshy cheeks!

I simply froze and took time to realize what was going on! As kochar noticed that I had opened my eyes he was more aggressive in his movements and made me hold his penis more decisively and I could feel it was growing to full size within my hand! The touch of his stiff meat and the jerky skin covering it made me extremely excited though I tried my best to control myself. And before I could utter a word I could feel he was pressing and massaging my round buttocks like anything over my dress with his hand, which obviously supplemented my excitement. He was rubbing his nose over my face and before I myself broke lose, I realized I needed to do something! I gathered all my resistance power and could hardly utter.
Mr. Kochar !!! what are you doing!
He immediately was more intense in his approach and turning slightly more towards me he brushed my lips with his lips and this time taking his arm off my hand (on his penis), he embraced me. Though I was undoubtedly enjoying the touches of this elderly man, but I had not gone out of my mind and my good senses still prevailed! I was to be married to his son for god’s ske

Me: what are you doing? (I whispered)

sunder lal kochar : (this time almost kissing me!) pleas dont interrupt me (he cupped my ass flesh very crudely over my dress and squashed it). I need this very badly.

Me: Ouch! Aahhhhhh

Though I tried to remove my hand off his naked cock, but honestly did not feel like as its size and stiffness was very adorable.

Sameer’s father was now kissing my lips giving me no chance to speak at all. I was totally in his grip and surprisingly he had a very strong grip as against his age. I was trying to break free from his clutches but he was too strong for me.
In the back of my mind I was imagining Sameer making off with his girl friend and here I was making off with his father. In a way it served him right.
I found my self kissing him back trying to insert my tongue in his mouth. He was a very good kisser and he had forced open my lips and now I was willingly putting my tongue inside his mouth at the same time caressing his lund in my hands.
Mr.kochar inserted one hand between our bodies and cupped my breast. i had to stop this cos this was not right.
Me: “Mr. kochar pls hosh mein aayiye sir. Main apke ladke ki finacee hoon. We should not do this pls stop”. I was trying to pull away from him but he was very strong.
I was literally struggling in his arms and finally realized that I will not be able to free my self from his clutches I had to think of something.

Mr. kochar was saying “you are so beautiful, Sameer is a fool. He does not know yr value that is why he left you on yr own and is being drawn to that slim bitch, u deserve a lot better. I will show you how to make love”. He was kissing me all over my face now.
Me: “sir, pls leave me na agar Sameer ko pata chal gaya to gajab ho jaayega. Pls yaha mat karo na. aaaaahahh.. pls let me go, I beg you”.
Kochar: “you are so beautiful, I am badly in need of this. pls try to understand beti. Meri biwi mujh se hamesha door bhagti rehti hai. usne mujhe yeh sukh pichle 4/5 saal se nahi diya hai aur uska kisi aur ke saath affair hai. main bahut akela pad gaya hoon. Mujhe bahut jyada jaroorat hai.”

[sarit11]

He had inserted his hand inside my dress and he was pressing my naked breasts with his right hand. I was still holding his lund in my hand. I was shocked to hear what he had told me but I could very well imagin his wife hading an affair with another man. It sounded true to my ears. That lady was capable of doing it. I felt sorry for his father. But why me?
me: “nahi par yeh theek nahi hai. main kyon? Aapko to koi bhi aur mil jaayegi. Pls chodiya na mujhe. Mujhe kuch kuch ho raha hai. par aisa nahi hona chahiye na. yeh to galat hai. Sameer ke saath bahut badha dhoka hai”
Kochar: relasing that I was getting weaker by the minute and taking control of the situation gave me another kiss on my lips at the same time giving me good breast squeeze. “aur jo Sameer bahar garden mein kar raha hai ky voh tumhare saath dhoka nahi hai, kisi doosare ke saath jane ka to sawaal hi paida nahi hota. Yeh bhi to khada hona chahiye” usne apna lund mere haath pe ragadte hue kaha.

“tum mein joh baat hai voh kisi aur mein nahi hai, pls mujhe tumhare breasts choosne do na beti”
I was getting weaker by the minute. Mere haat mein uska mota lund tha aur voh meri breasts ko dabata hua mere lips pe apne lips rakh ke baat kar raha tha jo ki bahut hi arousing tha. baat khatam hote hi voh vapas mere lips choosne laga. Usne meri dress ko neeche karte hue meri dono breasts ko bahar nikaal diya.
Me: aaaaahhhhh. Aap yeh teek nahi kar rahe hai. meri breasts ko mat chooso na plsss” (main use mana kar rahi thi ya choosne ko encourage I will never know)
My lips were saying one thing but the body was responding in another way. Yeh baat kehte hue main apne breasts ko besharmo ki tarah se uske haath pe ragadh rahi thi.

Kochar: “mujhe pata hai tum Sameer ke bare mein soch rahi ho. Agar tumhe uska dar hai to pls befikar ho jaao use kuch nahi pata chalega. Bus aise hi meri baahon mein befikar ho ke apne shareer ki maang ko suno plsss”
He started kissing me and I like an obedient student closed my eyes and gave in to the demands of my body and started kissing him back. At the same time I grabbed his lund in my hand and started shagging it. I grabbed him by the back of his hair while kissing him and started pushing his mouth ontom my breast.

Me: “choos lo na meri breasts ko, ab aur kitna tadpaoge”.
Mr. kochar ne bina koi time waste kiya meri breasts ko apne mooh mein dal liya aur voh bhi unhe suck karne laga. In the heat of the moment we both had forgotten the age gap between us and the relationship that we were going to have.
Me: “aaaaahhhh aur chooso pls. haaan aise hi. Aur jor see plssss”
Kochar was sucking my nipples biting them. Putting all his experience in seducing me.
I was also not able to resist any more. We were still standing in the toilet. I was desperate for a fuck now.
I pleaded with mr. kochar “pls bedroom mein le chalo na, abhi ke abhi, mujhe se aur bardaasht nahi hoga”. I literally dragged the old man out of the toilet. Maine use bedroom mein le ja ke bed pe dhakel diya.i removed my dress and threw it on the floor. Main bed pe mr. kochar ke upar chad gayi. I was desperate for sex now. I decided then and there that I will fuck this old man like mad tonight. All my frustration and all my anger against Sameer building up inside me and this was the outlet through which I could vent it out.

I started opening the coat buttons of the old man and removed his coat. I did not bother to open the shirt buttons. I literally ripped his shirt open to reveal his hairy chest. I pinched his nipples with my fingers and then mr. kochar took charge again. “u want this very badly, looks like Sameer has been ignoring yr needs”. He flipped me over and now I was lying on the bed and he was on top of me. usne mere dono haath pakad ke mere sir ke upar le gaya aur dono haathon ko pakad ke muje dekhne laga. Voh mere shareer ko dekh raha tha. then he lowered his mouth on my breasts and once again started sucking my breasts. Usne mera ek haath chod diya aur dheere dheere usko haath meri neck se neeche ata hua meri breasts pe se gujarte hue dheere dheere meri choot ki aur le gaya.