Misc. Erotica Accidentally Accident. (Completed)

[Blue Bull]

Lovely updates..make it naughtier between them...A sexy lactating lady n a horny handsome guy...lovely combination...lots of possibilities.

Yes, you are right ..... lots of possibilities are there ....... but this is a modified story with fixed theme and concept ..... I am trying to give it a realistic touch with no vulgarism ........ let's see what can be done to make this story more palatable within the fixed framework and acceptable changes to the original story without ant fantasy ..........

[AB-the Unicorn]

Waiting for your daily update  bro …

[neerathemall]

Accidentally Accident.

1. Prelude:
   

Hi,
Myself Siraj, 32yrs ditched cock, 5’10’’, wide Athletic, Fair, Handsome, Chief Mechanic of a Cloud Storage MNC’s Indian Service Engineer. The company has Four Servers in India, Delhi, Mumbai, Chennai and Kolkata. 

I am the Star employee of the farm, as so called by my fellows, having no office time, pretty salary package with all star facilities while moving and direct reporting and interacting with the CEO of the company in the USA. 

Do not know why my company prefers beautiful unmarried girls in its Operation & Maintenance section. All over India, I am the sole male member of the Operation & Maintenance Department and the chief of the Maintenance section. 

I have no office time to come or leave but to be online 24x7x365 with access to all the servers, all the maintained staff and the CEO. My only, only and only work is to make the servers running 24hrs wherever I may be at which situation. 

I have no one to care about in this world and I am alone. I am a carefree vagabond, though I have a big parental Manson. I like to wander the world like a carefree bird. When I have time, I like to enjoy the train journey rather than the flight. 

My both parents went away in an accident when I was in the USA and my heart is still bleeding, being the only Son, I was unable to attend their funerals and my married sister has to perform my duties. I resigned from the company which was not accepted and the company was pleased to send me to India permanently as the head of the Maintenance Department. 

The last person I had to care for was Naina, my beloved loving wife who deserted my life when I was 30. The reason for her departure is still not known to me though my life was an open book for her and I had no restriction and objection on anything upon her. Though my wife, she was free to live her own life in her own ways. 

So, when she asked me for a divorce, I sanctioned that without a single word and also not asked for the reason and permitted her to carry anything of mine she likes and a lump sum of 1 crore and a monthly maintenance of 50K till her next settlement. 

She refused everything and left me alone and I am still alone without the knowledge of her present whereabouts. My barren life was moving slowly, no desire, no pain, no past, and no future, only accepting life as it is. 

I am the most popular person of our concern, not only at the Delhi HO but all other branch offices having no ego as a HOD but like to work and live with my fellows as they are.  

Never like to sit in my cabin but with the girls on workstations. I like to take food and chat in the staff canteen. Never anybody felt that I am her Boss. I helped everyone, never harassed anybody. 

Being the most eligible bachelor (Divorcee) I am the model hero of all the girls in my organization. I never seduced any of them but they never left me alone in the night though they know I have no commitment and aspiration for the same. 

They are in competition and are on queue for my night appointment. I satisfy them all biologically, mentally and financially if anyone needs though they all are handsomely paid. All other males of other departments are envious of me for the same and I am known as the playboy of our organization. 

It had been 9mraining very heavily the previous night. The road was slippery as well as congested with traffic. It seemed like everyone except me out there was late for their work or whatever. 

I was lost in my thoughts. Am I a sinner as told by my friend Raghab for which I am so lonely? Is it true, I am alone and a sinner?

What is vise and what is virtue? I have never betrayed or hurt anybody in my sense. I helped all in all possible forms within my capacity. Accepted life as it is. I never ever escaped from the Truth, whatever bitter that might be. Never gone to any temple nor worshiped. Am I a Nastik? 

Never seduce any girl nor take any without her consent. Am I characterless? 

Am I not faithful to Naina though I was fully satisfied with her? 

I was an open book to her. I loved her from the abyss of my heart. She had liberty to live her life in her own style without any restriction. 

I cannot see a damsel in distress. Is fulfilling one’s biological requirement on her demand or willingness without any expectation is sin? Then what is virtue? 

Yes, I lived my life according to my desire without hurting anybody’s feelings. Is 

अत्यन्त  दुःखद कथा है  ?

[neerathemall]

And end is also going to be....................

[Blue Bull]

Waiting for your daily update  bro …

Working on that ..... update within an hour .........

[Blue Bull]

Welcome to the thread ........ neerathemall ..........

[Blue Bull]

And end is also going to be....................

????? ......... Time will say ..........

[Blue Bull]

"Okay.. Okay give him what he wants. I won't look."

"I gave him enough already." She said,

"He's a male, he'll never stop asking for it..." I joked. 

She mocked an angry face. Then turned the chair away from me and sat down. I switched on the TV and she  immediately made a 'ssshhhh!' voice and I turned it off.

Vinnee wasn't satisfied with that solution. He kept troubling his mom. She walked, sat, swung and swayed him with her hands, sang a tune and patted on his hands; but nothing really worked.

Eventually he started crying nonstop.

She looked at me helplessly. I didn't have a clue.

"What now? Shall we ask for a doctor?"

I thought there's some serious problems.

"No. He needs a baby bed. That's it. But I don't know what to do?."

She meant a cradle for the kid.

I suddenly had an idea. It was not my idea anyway. I've seen it in many homes. I took her sari and climbed onto the bed. I was planning to tie it with the ceiling fan and make a temporary baby cradle. But she stopped me saying it's dangerous.

"What if the fan falls down?"

I looked at the fan. It was quite an old one. She had a valid point. The fan would fall down over the child and over us.

There was another hook on the ceiling, left vacant. But it was too high. I was sure I couldn't reach it.

[Blue Bull]

I put the chair below that and climbed on top of it. It was still out of reach.

Vinnee was still crying and it was irritating a bit. But I managed to control myself.

"Come on, give him something. Please. I need to think."

Her face was apologetic and I felt sad for her. What nonsense. I thought. It was almost 1.30am and we were still restless.

I looked at the ceiling, held her sari and sat down on the chair.

She turned her head to me and tried to smile.

"I'm so sorry Siraj..."

I ignored her apologies. I was still thinking about how to tie the sari through the hook on the ceiling.

"Can you tie this, I mean, if I hold you up there?"

She didn't say anything. She looked up and down a couple of times. And nodded slowly in positive.

Vinnee seemed at ease a few moments later.

She laid him on the bed, very slowly, and then came to me. She didn't speak but her eyes were glued to me.

I handed her one end of the sari and asked her to stand on the chair. She held onto my shoulder for support and rose on to the chair.

"Try not to move much. Otherwise, we'll collapse. I will lift you slowly and once you put it through the hook I will put you down. But you don't try to move. Okay?" I explained.

"Okay." She nodded.

[Blue Bull]

I bent down a bit and held both her knees tight onto my chest with my hands. Then I lifted her up slowly. Though she felt a bit off balance, she managed to hold her body erect by grabbing my head. I then slowly rose on top of the chair. She didn't weigh heavy but it was a heavy job. Somehow she managed to hook the sari on the ceiling and pulled the other end down.

She said okay. Job was done. 

Then I felt a bit naughty. My mouth was on her crotch and her feminine smell was making me nostalgic. Instead of climbing down with her weight, I slowly gilded her downward, feeling my hands along her thighs first, then to her rear bulge. I could feel her softness in my hands, and I could feel her flat abdomen and finally front bulges pressing against my face. I instantly had a hard on. I could feel my tool swelling in the confines of my underwear.

Her body fragrance mesmerized my nose again and as I put her feet back on the chair, we came face to face. Our eyes met.

"You're deliberately doing this, aren't you?" She asked.

She had a naughty smile on her lips.

"Yes, I'm. Do you think I'm a Yogi?" I replied, teasing her.

Her smile grew even wider.

"Okay, I'm on the chair now. You can leave me."

"Yeah sure." I said and climbed down.

"Idiot!" She pushed me away while she got down.

I tied both ends of the sari together and the baby bed was ready. She lays Vinnee inside it and swings it back and forth, slowly. In no time, he fell asleep.

I let out a sigh. And I mocked a silent clap.

[SRK_999]

Update it fast...

[Hotyyhard]

awesome narration dude

[Dumeelkumar]

Super update

[Ragasiyananban]

Siraj is slowly turning the heat and bringing the slut out. Her husband did not do anything kinky and make her smile? Is she enjoying the touch already?

[Arul Pragasam]

She is also no yogi. She too has feelings. She would have got wet when he hugged.
Would love to read both thoughts and mindset for every touch.

[NityaSakti]

so good going

[aamirhydkhan1]

I bent down a bit and held both her knees tight onto my chest with my hands. Then I lifted her up slowly. Though she felt a bit off balance, she managed to hold her body erect by grabbing my head. I then slowly rose on top of the chair. She didn't weigh heavy but it was a heavy job. Somehow she managed to hook the sari on the ceiling and pulled the other end down.

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I let out a sigh. And I mocked a silent clap.

  .. nice story ..

[Dinesh Raveendran]

super

[Dorabooji]

Nice and hot

[Blue Bull]

Update it fast...

Yes, daily updates by 8,30pm (aprox) regularly .............