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[Blue Bull]

"Hey, why don't we all jump into the hot tub, it will only take thirty minutes to fill up, we can have a drink while we wait?"

Bree seemed to like this idea, but I had other plans with Trish.

"Why don't you spend some time in there with Bree, Trish and I are going to head back to her place, and we have work tomorrow as well."

"Yes, it has been a fantastic night though Phil, we should all do it again soon. And I loved meeting you too Bree, don't be a stranger." Trish added in as we said our goodbye's and left for home.

When we got back to Trish's apartment, I followed her into the bedroom, watching as she got undressed and ready for a shower.

"Want to join me?"

I quickly disrobed and joined Trish in the hot shower, it felt good after our physical exertions tonight.

"So, what did you think about your first foursome?"

"It was way better than I thought it would be. Phil fucks almost as good as you."

"Almost? I'm glad you still think I'm number one."

Trish turned to me and we kissed again while my hands rubbed her beautiful ass while hers reached for my cock.

"Don't get me excited again, I need my sleep shortly so I can work tomorrow."

"You're no fun, alright just this time though, you better not deny me again mister."

"I promise."

"Can I ask you something Mike, about what Bree said to us earlier?"

"That she thought we must be in love?" I responded.

"You were thinking about that too huh?"

"A little."

"I was kind of expecting you to correct her, but when you didn't, I don't know. I was happy you didn't tell her different." Trish said as she rested her head against my chest.

"In that moment I might have been lying if I told her different."

Trish looked up at me, squinting her eyes a little. But she didn't say anything, just rested her head back on my chest as we stood there under the hot water.

"Do you want to stay here tonight? You can go back to your place in the morning to get changed for work."

I nodded yes as I rubbed her back.

In the morning I awoke to find Trish still asleep beside me. I turned to my side to face her, and just lay there watching her sleep. Could I really be falling in love with her? It felt like it, I was so happy to be just laying there beside her as the sun crept in through the window. Trish then began to stir from her slumber to slowly open her eyes, to find mine staring back at her. A big smile came across her face.

"Good morning handsome, sleep well?"

"Yes, very well."

"Did you want to meet up for a few drinks tonight after work?"

"For sure, where were you thinking?"

"Silvio's perhaps? They have a musician play on Friday nights, and the food is good too."

"Silvio's it is then. What time will you be there Trish?"

"About 7pm. Do you want to pick me up on the way?"

"Sure, I can do that."

With that I gave Trish a quick kiss then got out of bed and got dressed to leave. Friday was busy at work, but it made it all the better when I could leave to go and get ready for my date with Trish.

I picked her up just on 7pm and she looked great, not dressed to impress like last night, more casual but sexy none the less. We got to Silvio's and Trish got a table while I grabbed our drinks at the bar.

I always get Trish cocktails on Friday nights, it's a way of acknowledging that the weekend is here. I sat back down with her and had a sip of my bourbon, while Trish looked at me while sucking her drink in through her straw.

"Mike, how busy are you next week? At work I mean?"

"Nothing really big is on, so just the routine I guess."

"Could you possibly get Wednesday and Thursday off? I know it's short notice."

I took another sip of my bourbon, wondering what Trish had in mind. She had never asked me to do something like this before, our relationship had been casual up until now.

"Quite possibly, can I ask why?"

"One of the girls had to take family leave, she was meant to go to a resort up state to evaluate for the business, I'm replacing her. We get accommodation for free when we do this, but there is some work to do with staff, checking the amenities and so on. So, it's not all relaxing by the pool."

"So, are you asking me to go with you?"

"Yes, I can't get it for you for free though, but I can get a massively reduced rate."

"That's fine, I'm more interested in that you want to take me away for two days."

"I just thought it might be good for us, to go somewhere together away from everything."

I looked at Trish with a slight furrow across my brow, are we really going to be a couple in a proper relationship? We sort of admitted to each other last night we had stronger feelings for each other than we had previously let on, but could this even work?

"You don't want to?"

"No, I didn't say that."

"You didn't have to, I could see it written across your face."

"It's not that Trish, I couldn't think of anything I'd want to do more than to spend two days and nights at a resort with you. What I'm wondering is then what?"

"I'm not following."

"Where are we going with this Trish, with us?"

"I don't get it Mike, you say you're happy about spending time with me, that you would love to go away with me, but are worried about what exactly when we get back? That I might still be going out with other guys?"

"Something like that."

"So what, now you're becoming the jealous possessive guy? It doesn't suit you Mike."

"No it doesn't, and I'm not. Possessive anyway, the jealous bit might possibly come out though, that's what I'm worried about."

"Why? You've slept with more woman than anyone I've ever met. Hell, you slutted your way through your own marriage, not to mention how many women who were in relationships with other guys when you've fucked them. So how is it that now you're worried about getting jealous?"

"Well, I didn't love any of those women like I love you, not even my ex-wife."

Trish almost choked on her drink, we admitted we cared for each other last night, but neither of us said the L word. She just stared back at me for a good twenty seconds, then drank some more of her cocktail.

"All right Mike, if we do this, would you agree to neither of us seeing anyone else? That if we do want to have some extra fun, we only do it together, like last night at Phil's?"

"Yeah, that could work. We could at least try it for a while."

"No Mike, if I go down this road with you there is no 'try it for a while'. We either do it or we don't. If it doesn't work out, we're done."

"Why is that? You've just gone from being happy to continue our casual relationship to demanding monogamy. I said I might get jealous, but I wasn't about to force you into being tied down."

"Mike, you are asking me to be in a real relationship with you, not just casual fuck buddies. If I'm going to be in love with you, with us being together, all this other shit has to stop. And once I commit myself to us, there is no coming back from that, to what we have had up until now."

I sat there and sipped my bourbon, was I prepared to really do this? To give myself just to Trish, to not fuck other women like I have been for the last ten years? To risk losing her if I fuck it up?

"Alright, I'm game if you are Trish. Just us, no-one else unless we're together."

Trish nodded her head then leaned over the table so I could kiss her, sealing our agreement.

I then sat back and started laughing, looking across at Trish.

"What? You find this funny?"

"If someone told me when I was first checking you out at that club, that just three months later I would be agreeing to become yours, giving up all other women, and be happy about it. I'm not sure if I would have chatted you up that night or ran for the hills."

"Well, you can still run for the hills Mike if you want."

"No, not unless you are there running with me."

"I'm liking the romantic side in you coming out Mike, It's new."

"Hey, I was always romantic, it helped me to pick up a lot of women."

"That wasn't romance, that was just you wanting to get laid."

"Well either way, I am happy right now Trish. Way happier than I thought I would be if this day ever came."

"It feels good to really care for someone, to be in love, doesn't it?"

"Yeah, now I have to worry about not fucking it up, I never had to worry about that before."

"And the heartbreak, the rejection and hurt. The anger, the emotions. It's a lot to risk going through, it is easier to not get too deep with people." Trish said with a more seriousness to her tone.

"Well, I hope it doesn't ever come to that. Let's order our meal and as soon as we're done, I'm taking my woman home for a good fucking,"

Trish smiled back at me and reached for the menus.

We arrived at the Pine Mountains Resort on Wednesday morning at 10am, Trish took care of the booking in and work arrangements while I went to the bar to wait for her.

I ordered myself a coffee and looked around. The resort is everything you might want for a romantic getaway with your partner. It had beautifully manicure gardens, large resort pools, romantic picnic and seating areas scattered around the grounds and overlooking the gorgeous lake that had a pine forest covering most of its shores.

As I started to make my way back to the resort buildings, I saw Trish strolling down towards me.

"So, what do you think? Have you already walked the grounds?" Trish asked.

"Yeah, I have. It's great, come on I will walk you around so you can see for yourself."

Trish then surprised me a little by taking my hand as we started walking down to the lake shore. It felt nice, good. It was the first time since the early days of my marriage to my ex-wife that I was enjoying holding hands with a woman, with someone I cared about.

"Wow, this is really impressive." Trish quietly stated as we took a seat under a tree on the edge of the lake.

"Yeah, feel that breeze coming off the water. And the quietness." I added, as we sat with my arm around her, saying nothing for a few minutes just taking it in.

Trish then stood up and held out her hand.

"Come on, I still need to check out the rest of the grounds before we have lunch."

After lunch Trish again had to meet with the resort management to discuss business related stuff while I took the opportunity to have a relaxing swim. As I was later sunbathing by the pool, Trish came over and sat with me.

"Oh, look at you and your body all glistening, tanned and wet under the sun. You should be in the resort commercials."

"I can imagine you in a skimpy little bikini with me in the ad as well, lots of guys would want to come here then."

"I brought my bikini's as well, maybe later I can show them off for you. But right now, I want you back in our villa, I want to try out the bed. For business reasons of course."

"Oh, of course."

Later that evening we had a wonderful dinner, the food was fantastic. I'm sure the fact Tish was there to review the resort so that it could be recommended to their clients had nothing to do with the superb treatment we were getting. Then we found ourselves back at the villa having a night cap looking out over the dimly lighted grounds from our suite's balcony.

"Enjoying yourself Mike?"

"Very much, it's so relaxing here."

"No second thoughts about what we agreed to?"

"None at all, but then again you're the hottest woman at the resort."

"So, if there was someone here hotter than me, it would give you pause?" Trish responded with a smirk.

"Only if she was interested in a threesome."

"Oh really, you still want to chase girls but now you will only fuck them with me as well?" As Trish rubbed my thigh.

"That was part of the agreement, remember?"

"Yes, I remember. But that's only meant for special occasions that we're both into, not just for you to fuck more woman at the same time." Trish stated with a chuckle.

"Hey, it could be with a guy instead you know." As I leaned in and kissed Trish on the cheek.

"Yeah, whatever." Trish responded.

"Seriously though, I am happy with our agreement. I'm happy being here with you today Trish, this has been terrific. I really needed this."

"Being away from work?"

"No, spending time with you."

"I'm still trying to get used to the loving, caring, romantic Mike." Trish added with a laugh.

"I'm so used to the cheap compliments and never-ending sexual innuendo that it might take me a little while to take you seriously." She added with a giggle, rubbing her fingers through my hair before kissing me again.

"Hey, come on. I wasn't always a cheap caricature of a gigolo, was I?"

"Not always, I wouldn't have fallen for you if you were."

"I'm glad. I'd like to think I have a little bit of substance to my personality. Just a little." As I gave Trish a light tickle. She jumped up, then turned to me and grabbed my hand.

"Come on Tiger, time to show me how much you love me."

We stood and went inside to the large king-size bed, embracing and kissing as we climbed on. After the more energetic fuck session this afternoon, it was time for me to make love to Trish instead. We took our time, slowly enjoying our lovemaking. It lasted for well over an hour, but neither of us were exhausted at the end, just totally satisfied and happy as we cuddled in each other's arms.

"That was wonderful, very romantic Mike." As Trish leaned in and kissed my forehead.

"It was, I can't remember being with someone like this before Trish, this was defiantly a first for me."

Trish looked over to me and gave me a knowing smile.

"So, you have never made love before, I mean really made love? With someone you love?"

"No, I don't think I have. Even with my ex-wife it was more lust than anything, we were both young and just liked to fuck a lot. We never really connected too deeply, it made it easier for me to cheat on her as well, I guess."

"Oh, stop it. You know how to say all the right things to make a girl swoon don't you?" As Trish sarcastically giggled at me for talking about my ex-wife at this moment in time.

"Sorry, I guess I was trying to say that yes, that was the first time that I enjoyed making love with the woman I love. That better?"

"Yes, I didn't expect you to lose your sense of humor though by falling in love." As Trish leaned in and kissed me again.

I smiled while looking into Trish's eyes, she really was a special woman.

On Friday night, Trish and I arrived at the night club to meet with Phil. After we had met his date Sasha and enjoyed a few drinks and dances I found myself at the bar to buy a round. I looked back at our table as I saw Trish head off towards the ladies, with Phil still chatting to Sasha.

On my way back to the table with the drinks I spotted Trish chatting to a guy at a table on the way back from the ladies restroom. I took my seat and looked over to Phil and Sasha. She was obviously enamored with Phil, she looked to be about twenty-four or five, long dark hair and very pretty grey eyes.

"So how did you two meet? You said you are a waitress, right?"

"I'm studying as well, doing my Master's. Waitressing helps to pay the bills."

"That's impressive, although you may need to talk slowly with Phil, I don't think he is at a Master's level of intellect." I added with cheeky laugh.

"That's alright Mike, she likes when I grunt, especially in the bedroom."

With that Sasha kissed Phil on the lips. He was right though, experience has taught me that women don't care how smart or wealthy you are as long as you look good and are great in the bedroom. If you're not, well you better earn good money and spend most of it on them.

It was a few minutes later and Trish still hadn't returned, so I looked around to see her chatting with the same guy still. I did notice that he would occasionally place his hand on her arm or shoulder as they talked. This is always a good move when you are chatting up women, to gauge how interested they are and to let them know that you are available for them. If they accept your touches and make no attempt to move your hand, it generally means they too are interested and available.

So, what is going on with Trish? We just returned yesterday from two romantic days away, after only last week agreeing to be a couple that doesn't sleep around. Yet just one week later and Trish is giving this guy all the right signals. I looked back to Phil and Sasha who were too involved in their own conversation to notice my growing unease.

I took a deep breath, and told myself to calm down, he's probably someone Trish knows and there is nothing in it. Maybe I would have to learn to trust her as well, that too is something I've never had to worry about before. A few more minutes past before Trish took her seat beside me at the table, she didn't say anything about taking so long, or who the guy was, she just thanked me for the drink.

The four of us continued chatting, then Sasha and Trish went out to dance together while Phil and I discussed football. When they returned, Phil went to the bar this time while Sasha and Trish excused themselves to go to the ladies. A few minutes later Phil returned with the drinks as Sasha sat back at the table, but without Trish.

"Where's Trish?"

"She's chatting to some guy she met when we were on our way back from the ladies."

I looked over my shoulder again to see the same guy chatting with Trish, his hand rubbing her shoulder as they spoke to each other. Okay, now I'm starting to get annoyed. I figure this guy is trying to get into her pants, and Trish is wise enough to know that, so why is she letting him chat her up like that?

I was determined to not show my discomfort at this, the irony not lost on me that I was now feeling like the jealous boyfriend. Just like I had seen so many times before, when it was me chatting up their girlfriends in front of them. So, I began chatting with Phil and Sasha to put Trish and this guy out of my mind.

Another five minutes had past and Trish still had not returned to the table. I looked over my shoulder again but could not see Trish standing at the same spot.

"If you're looking for Trish she's dancing, I might go join her in a moment."

With that Sasha took a sip of her drink then stood and headed for the dance floor. I moved across to her seat so I could look towards to the dance floor.

"So, what do you think of Sasha? She's a knockout right?"

"Yeah, she's smart and pretty. You've done well for yourself Phil."

"You seem distracted, you're not getting jealous of Trish chatting and dancing with that guy are you?"

Even Phil had noticed. I spotted them on the dance floor, Trish and the guy, along with Sasha.

"Hey come on, this is me you're talking to. I don't get jealous, I'm the one all the other guys should be worried about." I stated with a bit of false bravado.

"Yeah, normally that's true. But I think you're falling for Trish, aren't you?"

I took a deep breath, then looked over at Phil.

"We agreed last Friday to be a couple, for real. We spent two days this week away at a resort. So yeah, I've fallen for Trish."

"Well fuck me, someone has finally tamed the Brazilian Love Machine. Got to say I didn't see that coming. I mean, you and Trish seem to have a good connection but to be tied down as a couple, whew! The great Mike Oliveira a one-woman man."

"Don't be so surprised, sooner or later we all got to grow up a bit. Just wait, you'll meet the right girl one day and want to be more than just her fuck-toy."

"Sasha could be that, who knows Mike. I'm actually happy for you, so no more shit about it I promise."

I smiled back at Phil as I continued to watch the three of them on the dance floor.

About two songs later Sasha came back to the table and I got up to give her seat back. Now this was really starting to annoy me as I glanced up to see Trish and this other guy still dancing.

Contd....

[Blue Bull]

I took my last mouthful of my drink before standing to get the next round, noticing that Trish still had a full drink on the table from Phil's round.

As I stepped away from the bar with the three drinks, I saw that Trish and the guy were no longer on the dance floor but were standing where they were earlier, chatting once again.

As I got back to the table, Phil asked if I could mind their drinks while he took Sasha out for a dance. So, I moved across to Phil's side of the table as they made their way out.

From here I could watch Trish still chatting to this guy, and again his hand was on her arm as they spoke. I was annoyed that it was Trish that demanded that if we were to be together that we be exclusive, yet just one week later she is allowing this guy to chat her up, to touch her, to dance with him. Where is our agreement now? I could feel my blood beginning to boil, I was not used to being in this position at all.

I took another mouthful of my bourbon, looking over to Phil and Sasha dancing to take my mind off my growing anger with Trish and this random guy. When I looked back to Trish, they were in an embrace, arms around each other.

That was it, I lost my patience. I quickly walked over to them and grabbed this guy's arm from around Trish. He looked up at me with a surprised look as I planted a right hook flush on his nose.

He dropped to the ground as Trish grabbed a hold of me to stop my follow up punches.

"What the fuck are you doing Mike?"

"Fuck you Trish! What the fuck are you doing?"

She could undoubtedly see the fury in my eyes as I stared down at the guy, like a predator wanting to finish the kill.

"You fucking idiot Mike, this is my cousin John. He just separated from his wife and I was trying to make him feel better. You thought I was going to cheat on you?"

I looked up from John to look into Trish's eyes, trying to take in what she had just said to me. I could feel a wave of both relief and embarrassment wash over me as I realized what I had just done.

"Ah fuck! I'm sorry dude. John is it?" As I reached my arm out to him, which he accepted to allow me to help him up off the floor.

"God you can be such a macho jack-ass Mike." Trish was stating the obvious, shaking her head at me before stepping forward and giving me a hug.

"Why didn't you say who he was before? Why go off and spend half the night with him and not tell me?"

"I'm sorry, it didn't cross my mind that you'd get jealous. I was just thinking about what John was going through. At least I know now that you're the jealous type, huh?"

"First time, yet another thing I'm learning about with you. Why didn't you invite him back to our table?"

"He's here with two friends of his."

I looked over Trish's shoulder to see a couple talking with Mike to see if he was alright. I then apologized again and went and bought them a round of drinks while Trish also apologized on my behalf.

When we arrived back at Trish's apartment, I sheepishly asked if I could come in.

"Of course you can. I'm still a little angry with you though."

When we went inside, I offered to make Trish a drink while she got changed. Then I sat on the couch thinking about what a fuck up tonight was.

Trish came back out wearing a sexy negligee, maybe I might still get lucky tonight. She joined me on the couch picking up her glass while looking at me with a look of disappointed on her face.

"I'm still annoyed with you Mike. I can't believe you just walked up and knocked down my cousin like that."

"In my defence, I didn't know he was your cousin, you could have told me. All I saw was some random guy chatting you up and touching you. And you allowed him, then went and danced with him while ignoring me."

"Alright, yes I should have mentioned John after I spoke with him the first time. But really, you had to come over and flatten him for hugging me?"

"Yep, and I would again. Not your cousin of course, but any other guy trying to pick you up."

With that admission Trish looked into my eyes, holding her gaze for a few seconds before leaning in and kissing me passionately.

"Did that turn you on? Me coming to your rescue my little princess. Admit it, you loved that I did it."

"If it wasn't one of my cousin's that I grew up with, then yes. I loved that you came over to claim me."

"I knew it. Just don't make me do it again, alright?"

"I promise, although I do have a lot of cousins." Trish stated with a sexy giggle as we again kissed.

I stood and took her by the hand, leading her to the bedroom. This caveman was about to get his prize.

It was terrific but also daunting to be truly in love with someone for the first time in my life. All the enjoyment, but also the fears that goes with that. It did make me look back at my attitudes and actions over the last ten years of my life, and I felt a great deal of regret, even shame for how I had behaved sometimes.

All I could do now though was to enjoy being with Trish and give my everything to our relationship. For once, I was thinking about someone else ahead of myself, learning to trust in them, exposing myself to being hurt.

It was worth the risk though, and then some.

==The End.==

[Blue Bull]

Kat Gets The Cream
(Kat's exhibitionism has unexpected results.)
Genre:  Interracial Love
By: crimfolk

It had been one of those days. A day when being at work was a chore and the windows of their building only served as a punishment, reminding them of just how glorious a day it was.

If it wasn't for the frustration of being stuck at work Katrina might have been even more bored than she already was. Her job was not inspiring or invigorating. It really only occupied a very small part of her consciousness. She could perform it on auto-pilot while her imagination took her to other places.

Katrina glanced at the clock. She knew some people would STRONGLY disapprove of what she had been doing. It was fortunate that there was little or no risk because HR certainly would take a dim view. She could remember the first time she had thought of it. It had got into her mind and then had refused to go away. She'd agonised about it the first time but with each repetition it had become easier and easier.

Also with each repetition there had been more and more response. In a rather boring white-bread world such a response could be very welcome and very intoxicating. It could also become very tempting, addictive some would say.

She glanced at the clock again. At last - it was time. Katrina happily discarded all thoughts of her current assignment as she headed for the bathroom. At first this had been a rather spur-of-the-moment thing but now she liked to make appropriate preparations.

She glanced in the mirror. She wondered sometimes if any of her co-workers noticed that little gleam in her eye, that sense of suppressed excitement. It should have stuck out in their work-place like a lighthouse beam on a dark night! She could see it and it reminded her of just why she did this, why she had come to look forward to doing this so much.

Katrina carefully locked the door and then began to move fast. It was so much easier at home but so much more fun to do it here. She undid her white pin-striped blouse and wigged herself half the way out of her tight skirt. Then she checked that her phone was on silent mode before taking four pics of herself. Practise meant that she automatically knew the angle to hold the phone at. Just the right angle to catch as much of herself as she could without revealing any hint as to her real identity.

She checked the images and rapidly discarded three. The fourth was just exactly what her followers would love to see. Her peaches-and-cream skin seemed to blaze out against the dull grey of the work rest-room. Not that her followers would be looking at the decor. She had selected her bra carefully, a little white lacy number that kept things under control without hiding much. It certainly did absolutely nothing to hide her cleavage and she knew how her followers would love that.

She smiled to herself. She really had caught the angle just right. If any of her followers could tear their eyes away from that tempting cleavage then there were more treats for the observant. She had chosen to wear a black lacy thong for just this reason. It meant that he camera could catch, between her thong and her pushed-down black and white skirt, the twin mounds of her butt. She knew that lots of her followers would particularly enjoy that! Finally, just in view was one of her feet, its toe-nails visible and painted scarlet.

She didn't have much time but Katrina just had to glance at the picture once more before sending it off to her account. It was easy as a woman to lose confidence. Marriage and domestic life, the passing years, a job that provided a pay-check but little or nothing by way of flair or fulfilment. It would be easy to become just a house-wife, just an office-worker and to forget that first of all things you were a woman, a lively desirable sexy woman. Now she knew that she would never forget that. By the time she left work there would have been plenty of comments on that pic - comments from men who were in no doubt just what a hot property she was.

Katrina smiled again before carefully adjusting her blouse and skirt. She checked herself in the mirror. All was well - she could go back out there and no-one would be the wiser.

It had once seemed crazy that her co-workers didn't notice immediately that there was something different about her. That she suddenly felt alive, that she seemed to feel the blood pumping through her body, that she was - lets be honest here - 'excited.' However, then as now, she strode past them and no-one noticed a thing.

It was her little secret - well if you didn't include her thousands of followers. She had begun posting her pics almost as a dare to herself. A little naughty excitement. She had pondered over what to call herself and had finally settled on 'Katrina the Hotwife.' Because she had been married and she was hot and, at least so far as this part of her life was concerned, she chose to be called Katrina. Whether that was on her birth certificate or not was for her to know and no-one else to find out for sure. While she was playing and being 'naughty' - which seemed to be an ever increasing amount of her time - she was Katrina.

She wasn't sure where she had heard that term 'hotwife' but it had been a good pick. It must have featured on some searches because suddenly she started to acquire followers. Just a few at first but then as they had excitedly retweeted her posts the number had grown into the thousands and then even into the tens of thousands.

The last part of the day dragged by but this time not because Katrina was bored. She was buzzing with anticipation and curiosity to see if that pic had got any responses. But that only made the minute-hand on the clock seem to drag its way round even slower. Finally - finally - it reached the end of her working day and Katrina emerged into the hot afternoon sun. The heat was coming back off the sidewalks and she was excited to follow her usual routine after posting. She got into her vehicle and turned on the engine.

* * * * *

Katrina took her seat outside the cafe and sipped her iced drink. It tasted good, refreshing. Here she could sit and watch the city go by. Thousands of people rushing hither and thither, each engrossed in their own doings and their own lives. In the city you could be surrounded by people and yet be anonymous. Well, almost. If you looked like Katrina - even buttoned-up in her office outfit - you were bound to draw a few appreciative glances. Unfortunately not usually from the sort of men that attracted Katrina - but there were exceptions.

Mostly it was almost furtive glances from middle-aged office-workers. No thank-you. Sometimes it wasn't so furtive. Men who thought they were God's gift staring at her curves or even trying to hit on her. Again - no thanks. She'd had a husband to take care of that.

Except there were certain itches that her husband just hadn't been able to scratch. Not because of how he was but because of who he was. Men weren't the only ones who had their fantasies, their illicit desires.

Katrina thought back to that morning. She'd noticed HIM checking her out alright. He had been very easy on the eye. Of course there'd been nothing she could do about it except put a little extra wiggle into her walk. She hadn't had to glance back to know that his eyes were fixed on her butt just so long as he could still see her. She liked the idea of that - maybe he'd tell his friends about the fly white piece of tail he'd seen that morning. She hoped so - she liked the idea of that even more

It did raise the question of what Katrina would have done if he hadn't been so busy unloading that truck. What if he'd been taking a break and had been able to approach her. Would she have kept walking or would she have stopped and...

Well that was the thing wasn't it. Not so long ago Katrina would have known the answer to that. Now she wasn't so sure. Or was she just telling herself that? Trying to avoid the fact that her answer to the question had changed over the last few months as Katrina the Hotwife had become more and more of her life.

Katrina shook that thought into the back of her mind. Now she finally had the opportunity to check her phone. She did so, found her notifications and smiled. Yes indeed, her followers did seem to have appreciated that picture. Lots of compliments and a few naughty suggestions.

Two particularly caught her attention. 'Snow Bunny Alert' had re-tweeted her picture with a simple addition. 'Tell me this hot piece ain't made for the BBC.' His account had lots of followers and her finger flicked again and again on the screen, seeing response after response. They seemed to like that idea almost as much as Katrina did!

The other response caused her breath to catch in her throat. He was a follower who seemed to live in Europe, but he was certainly American, certainly African-American to judge by his pictures and postings.

'All ready for collection.'

That was all it said but it had Katrina's pulse racing. She checked the time and knew she could make it there before they closed. That was good because she didn't want to wait.

* * * * *

She hadn't even known the system existed until her follower had suggested it. He had made some purchases for her and a certain global marketing site had delivered them to the address marked on the special account she had set up at his suggestion.

She had selected a post office that was in the city and was certainly not her local one. Another marvel of modern life. She really didn't have to go far out of her suburb to become almost totally anonymous.

Now she opened the parcel. An item of clothing and a piece of jewellery. Nothing amazing but their symbolism was powerful and intoxicatingly attractive to Katrina. She knew what she wanted to do and in that moment she never even considered not following her desires.

It fortunately fitted in with her schedule, she needed to fetch some groceries and the nearby big store was as good as any other. She carefully put her new possessions into a bag and found her list of requirements. Then she walked into the store and found a sign for the ladies' rooms.

For the second time that day Katrina found herself adjusting her clothing. Her office blouse was soon in the bag and, after a moment's hesitation, her bra was too. She knew instinctively that her new shirt would look best with nothing worn underneath.

She tied her long blonde hair back into a pony-tail and then pulled on the t-shirt. It fitted well but it also fitted tight. There was no hiding her curves in this shirt and, for those in the know, no hiding her desires. The shirt was basically black and white but with a pattern made up of hundreds of small repetitions of an identical design. The black symbol from a suit of paying cards with a white 'Q' marked out inside it. The 'QOS' logo that symbolised a 'Queen of Spades', a woman who preferred Black men.

The shirt wasn't TOO blatant. You had to look carefully and you had to know what the symbol meant. She knew most male attention would be distracted by the plunging neck-line and the generous cleavage generously displayed s a result. Katrina had to stifle a little giggle. The shirt didn't hide much. She quickly took off her beaded necklace and replaced it with the new one. A simple fine gold chain with that same 'QOS' symbol in enamel resting just above her cleavage.

Katrina hesitated. She didn't have any false modesty about this. She was proud of her figure, enjoyed the effect her curves could have on a man. She knew how hot she was looking as she studied herself in the mirror. On the other hand to go out in public wearing these - that would send a message for sure. She felt her heart beating and knew even without looking that her hard nipples would be visible through the material of the shirt.

She took one last deep breath and then walked out into the store. She collected a trolley and put her phone on the front of it, set to record video. Well, after all - why not. At first she was thrilled with excitement but it seemed that the anonymity of the city was still cloaking her. No-one seemed to notice and soon she was going about her daily business collecting the items on her list.

It certainly added a certain something to the daily routine. The first time she saw an African-American man she almost turned round and ran away but that would have defeated the object wouldn't it. She saw him glance at her and his eyes run up and down her body. There was no doubt he liked what he saw but did he notice the 'QOS'? It was hard to tell and since he had his wife and two young ones with him he could hardly have told her if her had!

She completed her shopping and went through the automatic check-out. It had been fun, daring and exciting. A real antidote to the boredom of her working day and she knew her followers would love the clip that she would post. She was still thinking about that as she unpacked her trolley into her vehicle.

"I'm liking that shirt."

The voice was rich and dark and deep and it came from behind her. Katrina felt herself jump what seemed to be a mile.

She turned a saw a man of about 35, tall and well-built. Very dark-skinned and dressed like what he was, a hard working man on his way home.

She must have looked as startled as she felt because the man took a half step back and help up both hands to show his palms. "No offense baby - but you might not know what that shirt means..."

It was the moment of truth, the moment of destiny. Katrina swallowed and moistened her lip with her tongue. "I know what it means. It's just the first time I'm wearing it."

He put his hands down and smiled. "Maybe you're wearing it for a dare?"

"No," she said locking her eyes onto his beautiful deep brown ones, "I'm not wearing it for a dare. I'm wearing it because it's who I am or who I want to be." She 'd thought about it so much that now the words seemed to form and be spoken before she had even realised it.

His smile broadened a little more. "Care to prove it - because that fine fucking body of yours was made for the Black man's pleasure." The way his words echoed the comment earlier. It all seemed to Katrina to be coming together, to be irresistable.

There was a challenge in his eyes now. He'd seen her talk the talk and it was time to see if she was just talk or if she was the real deal. Katrina knew how long she'd been anticipating this moment, how long she had been hoping that it would happen. She moved forward and let her white fingers cup the bulge in the front of the man's pants. She felt it, firm and reassuringly large. "I needed to check that you have what it takes," she smiled.

"...and now you know." He pressed a button to unlock his vehicle and opened a door. "Take a seat and you can show if you've earned the right to wear that shirt."

Things were moving fast and Katrina felt the excitement surging through every inch of her body. She moved forward and felt his hand move onto her butt and guide her onwards. That felt like a claim of ownership and it felt good.

Once she was beyond him he moved behind her and soon she was in a small triangle, its sides made up of his vehicle, the open door and his body. She sensed the reason. Parking lots like this one mostly had cameras nowadays. In this position the door and his body would block out what was happening That was smooth and she wondered if he had done this before.

"Wait on," he said as she reached for his belt. "I need to see those titties." He pushed up her shirt and bared her breasts, his hands then moving to fondle her while his thumbs teased her nipples.

"Yeah - even better than advertised," Katrina half-heard as she completed undoing his belt and opening the front of his pants. She hadn't waited despite what the man had said. She'd been waiting long enough for this moment. She wanted to see him and feel him and taste him. She wanted him to prove how hot he found her in the most blatant way - she wanted his cum.

His bulge was even more obvious in his shorts but Katrina quickly eased them out of the way. "No false advertising here either," she murmured as she gave his cock one gentle stroke of her hand. He had a nice thick seven inches and he'd already been ready for her. The touch of her hand completed the job and he was fully hard for her. "It's beautiful," she said and then dropped her mouth down onto the broad dark head of his cock.

"Oh yeah," she heard his words almost like a moan. She knew already that he hadn't been fronting. His desire for her was very obvious - given the chance he'd lay her down on these seats and fuck her, send her home with a pussy full of his potent seed. She felt the heat flowing through her body at the thought, her arousal at the possibility. She felt more alive, more 'switched on' than she had done in a long time and she wanted to reward this man for it.

"Oh yeah white girl you got some skills." Oh she hadn't even started yet! She cupped his heavy Black balls in her hand and licked up and down his hard shaft, making sure to tease every sensitive part of him. Then she was back to sucking, taking as much of him as she could, still teasing him with her tongue. "Damn," he said, "you look all white-bread but you can bop like a hoodrat on heat."

She paused and smiled at him, running her hand up and down his shaft slick with her saliva. "That good?"

"Oh that's very good - now seal the deal."

They couldn't be here much longer. Being so public their encounter had to be quick. She used her hands and mouth on that hard Black cock wishing she had more time to savour its taste and warmth and power. She worked him with her tongue as she sucked and felt his cock twitch. Then his hands were on her head holding her in position as she worked and she knew that it wouldn't be long.

"Fuck yeah." He gave a low growl of triumph as he came, shooting three healthy spurts of his warm cum into her mouth. She tasted him and savoured him - felt another wave of excitement pass through her body. She knew what she had to do next.

He leaned back as his cock began to lost its hardness. She reached a hand forward to signal him to wait. Then she opened her mouth to show him his cum pooled in her mouth. Satisfied that he had seen it Katrina closed her mouth and swallowed before opening up again to show him her mouth was now empty.

"Fuck but you're a hot little bitch." Katrina supposed that society dictated that she feel offended by that but she knew to take it for what it was - a compliment. Almost as big a compliment as his hard cock and his heavy load of cum had been. There was no doubt that this man found her as sexy as fuck and it felt real good.

She leaned forward again and carefully cleaned his cock with her tongue before he finally put himself away. She stood up out of her vehicle.

"I guess I can't give you a kiss good-bye," she teased.

He smiled. "Maybe not but there's something else I want. Show me what's under that skirt."

Katrina half-turned her body for him. "In front or behind?"

Contd.....

[Blue Bull]

"Everything - I wanna see it all."

She wiggled as she eased her tight skirt up, revealing her firm pale butt-cheeks as she displayed herself for him.

He nodded with his eyes gleaming. His hand gently slapped her butt once, then again and again. "Oh fuck yeah," he said, "just the right amount of jiggle. Got whooty, got big titties and got skills. Just one more thing to check. Lemme see that pussy."

Katrina didn't hesitate, never for one second did she even contemplate hesitating. She eased her skirt up the last part to reveal her pussy to him.

"Nicely trimmed - but I prefer my white pussy shaved. Understand?"

She nodded.

He looked at her like a teacher with a slightly slow student. He reached forward and his hand found her, his fingers exploring her opening. One slipped inside her and expertly found her clit. Katrina gasped. She'd known she was excited but hadn't realised just how ready she had been for him.

"So what you gonna do?" His eyes were locked on hers again, demanding his tribute.

"I'm going to shave my white pussy for you."

"Yeah - make sure you do. 'Cos next time I'm gonna be tapping that sweet white pussy for sure. You know that don't ya?"

"Yes.." Now it was her turn to gasp. Everything that had happened and his skilled fingers were having their effect. She was in real danger of cumming right there and then, in a parking lot with a Black stranger's fingers in her pussy.

Just as she felt her passion about to peak he withdrew his fingers. He held them up, glistening in the afternoon sun and then carefully licked her juices off them, all the time his eyes locked on hers.

"That's today's instalment. Next time we'll find somewhere a little more private so I can take my time. I'm gonna work that pussy, I'm gonna eat that pussy and I'm gonna fuck that pussy like it deserves. Sound good?"

Fuck yeah - it sounded real good. She didn't need to say so - he knew that he had her. He moved behind her and brought his lips down to he exposed pale flesh of her neck. He kissed and hen sucked hard on the flesh. Katrina knew that he was marking her, leaving his mark on her body just as he had already left his mark on her mind.

"But first you walk back over to your vehicle." His hand gently caught her wrist as she tried to pull her skirt back down. "Nah - you walk just like you is. Show the world what a hot little white slut looks like when she's cruising for nigga cock."

His words were brutal but weren't they true, truer than even she had imagined before this moment. She looked at him, feeling her excitement building again. It wasn't so far to walk but it was far enough with her shirt and skirt pulled up to reveal her, well, pretty much everything.

"Oh ... and give me that thong." He'd taken charge and Katrina realised just how much she loved that. It was enough to make up her mind and to truly seal the deal.

She stepped out of her thong and handed it to him. He sniffed it appreciatively and then tucked it into his shirt pocket.

"Will you film it for me?" She asked him.

He gave a low laugh. "Liking you more and more. Gimme your number and I'll send you the clip."

The walk back wasn't TOO far but it was intense. The feel of the air on her breasts, on her butt, on her pussy. The knowledge that anyone could look up and see her. Finally she reached her vehicle and got inside. As soon as the door was closed she couldn't help it - one of her hands found her pussy while the other teased her nipple. She gasped as she quickly got herself off. Just a little one but enough to tide her over until she got home. Then, with hours to think about what had just happened, she knew that she would be keeping herself very busy.

Her phone buzzed and then she saw him drive past, music blaring from his open window and his hand raised to her. She returned the acknowledgement and then picked up her phone.

She saw he had sent her the clip as promised. She also knew that she had his number now. She saved it to her contacts and then giggled to herself. She hadn't a name to save him under - in all the excitement she hadn't asked him and he hadn't asked her.

It had all felt so ... natural. As natural as mutual human desire. She might never have done anything like that before but she knew for sure that she would be doing it again.

Katrina the Hotwife was who she was now and Katrina the Hotwife would not be denied.

[Blue Bull]

Hotwife Kat Goes For A Ride - Will She Go Black Too?

It had been a good decision to get her bike out. The city's streets were never clear of traffic on a working day but there was a good cycle route all the way down to her office. On a day like this she could get her exercise and do her short commute all in one.

Kat felt the delicious little burn of using her muscles. She enjoyed going to the gym but sometimes a change to routine kept things fresh. Using the cycle-ways, with their sometimes uneven surface, meant she couldn't go too fast but it was still excellent aerobic exercise. There was a breeze coming off the sea that she was working against. It made her journey more of a work-out while keeping her cool from the heat of the sun.

The wheels of her bike juddered as she approached the junction and she felt her top blown against her body by the breeze. She glanced down and realised that even given the heat maybe just wearing the top hadn't been so good an idea. The combination of the touch of the material and the coolness of the air were making her nipples VERY obvious through the top's thin material.

Not so long ago she would have been nervously watching everyone she passed and hoping that they hadn't noticed. The last couple of months had rather banished such notions. Especially the incident at the local store. Going out back with an African-American stranger and ending up swallowing his cum. That sort of thing kind of shook the self-consciousness out of you!

Kat stopped at a light and glanced down again. It wasn't a particularly daring top - none of the revealing styles and slogans that her Twitter fans loved to see her wear. However the thin white material was doing absolutely nothing to hide her hard nipples. She wondered just how many men had noticed them as she rode by. Well, she was proud of her body. That was why there was a tiny camera mounted on her handle-bars and pointing back at her. A little editing to ensure that she remained anonymous and her Twitter fans would love that close up view when the cool breeze blew her top tight against her breasts. Then Kat would get to enjoy their reactions - she would take her own pleasure and satisfaction from their desire for her.

Kat's bike eased its way down the slope and past the long line of vehicles backed up. In this city that could be another advantage of getting the bike out. The lines of traffic were longer than usual today and she only found out why as she took the next corner.

"Oh sh-", Kat caught herself as she noticed the barriers up across the road. Weren't the city supposed to put notices up to warn people about this sort of thing? She did a quick mental calculation. If this road was blocked then it wouldn't be just a case of having to go around the block. She'd have to follow the traffic system round, part of it uphill. If she pushed it that would be twenty minutes at least.

Kat slowed her machine and brought it to a halt just in front of the barriers. No way through - what a pain! Her ears were assailed by the roar of a jack-hammer as a workman was breaking up the surface. He was a big man, muscles rippling as he worked with sweat already shining on his dark skin. Other men were taking away the rubble and moving more equipment around the small site. The sun was only starting to show its power and it promised to be a long day for these working men.

The jack-hammer stopped its roar as Kat noticed the sign-board. She felt the relief of it - concentrating against that noise was near impossible. Now she could read the sign. The work would be going on Thursday through Sunday. Well - it seemed the bike would be going back in the cupboard for a few days!

"Sorry about the inconvenience - we putting in the new power cables."

Kat hoped she hadn't jumped too much with surprise. He was indeed a big man - over six-foot tall and powerfully-built. He wore a sleeveless shirt that left his muscular arms exposed. He had taken one ear-protector off.

"It's a bit of a pain - I can almost see my office from here but going the long way round will be twenty minutes at least. Still I guess you guys have to get the work done."

The big man didn't move a muscle but Kat had a strong feeling that in that half-second his eyes had taken her all in. Appraised her and considered her.

"Well ma'am the rules are strict. We can't let anyone through while we're working. Just a little through-way over there for when we done for the day. So you'll have to go round. Unless of course," he paused and then shouted in a loud deep voice, "OK GUYS - ITS A FIVE MINUTE BREAK."

Like magic the noise of machinery cut off. The man gave Kat a little smile. "Benefits of being a foreman!" He pointed at the through-way he had indicated earlier. "Darnell - give this lady a hand by opening that gate there."

Another African-American worker moved across and unlocked the latch to let the small gate swing free. Even before getting there Kat could see a problem. It was really only a narrow walk-way between a building and the site's barriers. The handle-bars of her machine were too wide to fit through.

She gave out a little sigh - seemed she'd be going the long way round anyway. The foreman chuckled.

"In my line of work you got to be able to problem-solve. Let me help..."

Kat got off her bike at his signal and the man leaned over and picked the machine up to heft it onto his shoulder. It was a good bike and the man did it with nonchalant ease. He carried it across the site as Kat walked alongside him outside of the barriers.

"This is very kind of you," she said.

"Its a pleasure and the guys were due five minutes anyway. You do this route every day?"

"I was planning to."

"Well you just ask for me, I'm Jalen or Jay or the Boss, or look out for Darnell over there." He pointed at his colleague. "We'll look after ya - that's right ain't it Darnell."

Darnell wasn't as big as Jalen but he was clearly another man who earned his keep with the sweat of his brow. "Damn sure," he said, his eyes remaining firmly anchored on the front of Kat's top.

Jalen set Kat's bike down safely on the other side of their work. "We'll keep an eye out for you later."

Kat hoped back onto her machine. "Thanks guys - I really appreciate it."

"Ain't nothing," said Jalen. He turned back to his men and gave a signal.

Kat had only gone a few yards before she heard Darnell's excited voice. "Damn you see her - she's as..." then his comment was drowned out as the jack-hammers resumed.

***

Kat didn't have to call out for the guys on her way home. They were already at the barrier talking to two young men on bicycles, almost certainly college students by their outfits and their distinctly grim facial hair.

"Well I'm sorry but that's how it is. If I could help you out..." Jalen gave the young men a dismissive shrug.

"Man this if fucking ridiculous. Of course you can let us through - you just have to move your lazy Black butts and shift that barrier."

It seemed this particular young man was lacking in judgement. His choice of words just underlined the initial impression made by that patchy ginger neck-beard of his.

Jalen didn't answer him - he just gave him a look. It was quite a look. Kat could almost see the bluster and self-assurance drain out of the young man's face. His friend tugged at his sleeve.

"Ah shit - fuck you! We'll go round AND we'll fucking report your lazy nigger asses!"

Darnell took a step forward and the two young men almost leapt onto their bikes and peddled quickly away in the other direction.

Jalen watched them go and finally just let out an expressive, 'Huh!"

"Will they report you?" Kat asked.

"Like I could give a shit," replied Jalen. "Ain't like we don't hear that all day every day." He ran one hand over the top of his close-cropped scalp. "Water off this ol' duck's back."

He seemed to ponder for a moment and then smiled. "Ready to go back?"

Kat returned his smile. "Yeah, but we'd best take some weight off first." She opened her cooler newly strapped on the back of the bike and handed over six bottles of ice-cold water. "I've been looking out of the office all day at that hot sun and just knew you men could use this."

"DRINK BREAK," shouted Darnell and his four co-workers came over. It had clearly been a long hot day and the men were showing it. They gratefully took the water and gulped it down.

Jalen took a huge swig of water from his bottle and savoured the feel in his mouth before swallowing it down. "That hits the spot - thank you err..." For the first time Jalen showed a little less confidence - realising he didn't know her name and wasn't sure she'd appreciate his asking for it. She was, after all, a white woman and a REAL classy high-end white girl at that.

"I'm Kat," she responded with a smile. "Is water OK or do you prefer..."

"Cold beer would be better, " broke in Darnell, "but the motha-fuckers D/D test us so..."

"Water's perfect," smoothly cut in Jalen, "just be Darnell's luck if his sorry-self got fired for a can of beer! Now..." He smoothly picked up Kat's bike and began helping her past the site and on her way home.

***

The vibration of the bike had moved the camera but not too much and Kat soon edited a few choice pieces of footage to be posted up. She thought about it and then added a caption. "I got some attention." The last few seconds of the posted clip featured Jalen and Darnell, though Kat was very careful to ensure nothing shown could ever identify them.

As she prepared the evening meal and then watched TV with her husband she kept wondering what her followers' reaction would be. Well, let's be honest, she wasn't wondering. She had a very good idea what the reaction would be and she was very much looking forward to seeing it.

***

Friday went much as Thursday had - with the exception that a big part of Kat spent her time just looking forward to seeing Jalen. He had a look and demeanour that Kat found intensely attractive. He wasn't arrogant but he was in charge. He was the Boss for sure!

Kat was an attractive woman and she wasn't a naive teenager. She had experienced her share of male appreciation and attention. She had experience enough to know what she liked and Jalen ticked ALL the right boxes.

She enjoyed their reactions to her. Darnell, who was hot too in his own way, didn't try to hide how attractive he found her. Jalen was more subtle. She had a strong feeling that he liked what he saw but nowadays a man had to be a little careful. She decided to see if her suspicions were correct.

Jalen had just put her bike ready for her to head for home when he asked. "You working tomorrow - it being Saturday I mean."

"No," she replied and thrilled a little to see the momentary disappointment show on his face, "but I thought I might come over here anyways. Would that be alright Boss?"

He slowly nodded and then smiled a confident smile. He'd been waiting for her signal and this was it. "I'll be EXPECTING you - you're the highlight of the day."

She felt the blood in her cheeks, wondered if her tan would hide that blush from him. Then she realised it really didn't matter - he had her tabbed now. He knew what she liked in a man just as she was getting very strong suspicions as to what he liked in a woman.

***

At home on Friday she finally had time to check the Twitter replies. That clip had gone down very well. Lots of pleasing comments and compliments. Only a couple of limp-dicks that had to be put on the ignore list. She kept scanning until she found the response she always looked forward to most. His profile picture now featured the Prada. She knew he was an African-American living and working over in Europe.

"How about this for tomorrow's bike ride? If your new friends like it then you can graduate to this."

He had attached two pictures of clothing items that he had previously sent to her. One she had worn before but the other had been kept for a special occasion. Her blood pumped hot and strong through her body as she formulated the thought that THIS might just be that perfect occasion. She had never met this particular follower, didn't even know his name, but he had a certain deliciously naughty streak that Kat found irresistible. His little suggestions were always made as such but Kat couldn't help taking them almost as challenges. They appealed to her competitive side.

***

His suggestion had been a thin black tie-back halter top with a v-neck which left her shoulders and most of her back bare. It was good for this kind of weather but down by the beach you had to be careful. A sneaky breeze from the wrong direction and you could find yourself giving the whole city an eyeful. The solution was some discreet tape to hold it in place.

Which was great but she'd never even imagined wearing it out on the bike. On a still day maybe but a cursory view on Saturday showed that the wind was getting up a little, moving the branches of the trees. Kat set the tiny camera up on the handle-bar of her bike and immediately felt the warm breeze explore. Her top rippled and gently tested its tape. The heat of the sun was moderated by air on her back, shoulders and her sides.

Kat strapped her cooler to the bike and then started on her way. She didn't need to glance down to know that, once again, her nipples were hard and prominent against her top. She also knew that it wasn't just because of the wind and the movement of her clothing. She was excited to be going to see Jalen.

Initially she was working against a head-wind. The top's thin material was pressed hard against her body and a couple of times she heard the sound of car horns from vehicles as they passed. Drivers signalling their appreciation? Maybe - but it was hard to be sure. Anyway, just the potential sent the blood pumping through Kat's body a little faster. It felt good to be appreciated!

***

Darnell took a pull of his cool drink with obvious appreciation. His eyes casually appraised Kat's choice of clothing and he nodded.

Kat caught a quick exchange of glances between the two men. Darnell gave a little shrug in the direction of his foreman. Was he being warned off?

Darnell had always been very obvious in his appreciation of Kat's body. Jalen had been much more circumspect. His actions and glances had told a story but not in a blatant way.

The work was nearly done - even Kat's untrained eye could see that. If anything was going to happen then it would have to happen now.

Jalen finished his own drink and then very carefully looked Kat in the eyes. His own were a deep dark brown and Kat suddenly knew that he was going to make his move.

"The rest of the men will be moving on home this evening." He indicated Darnell with one hand. "We generally stay on to supervise collection and clean-up. Best thing is that we can relax for the night before heading home. Find ourselves a beer, maybe have a smoke and make a night of it. Darnell over there will be looking to find himself a sweet piece of tail."

"And what about you Boss - are you going to be looking for a girl?" Kat felt a little dryness in her mouth as she spoke, anxious to hear his response.

"You thinking I need to keep looking? I'm thinking I've found EXACTLY what I'm looking for."

So he'd come out and said it, confirming all that she had hoped for. But now that meant she was going to have to make a decision. It wasn't playing any more. Jalen had shown his hand and it was time for her to reveal whether she'd been bluffing or not.

"So," he carried on, "you feel like coming to see us about seven?"

He hadn't asked, 'You down to bone,' but his eyes were asking just that.

"Guess I'd better not bring the bike..." was all she said.

"You ever been out with a brotha before?"

She wondered if she should lie, if they would think she was just playing games with them. However, she didn't want to lie to Jalen.

"No," she confessed.

"Didn't your momma or your pastor or your teacher never warn you about us Black men?" Jalen was smiling but there was also a glint in his eye.

"Oh yes - they warned me." She let her eyes meet his again, tried to seem as self-assured as she could.

Jalen paused for a couple of seconds and then nodded.

"You ain't working Sunday," it was a statement rather than a question and Kat shook her head in response. "That's good," he smiled a confident smile, "because I got plans for you for all night. Understand?"

Again Jalen was making sure everyone knew where they stood. If she was there at seven then she'd be down for all he was offering. She'd be 'his woman', with all that entailed, if only for one night.

Kat considered Jalen and then ran the tip of her tongue over her lower lip. "I'll see you later then..."

***

"Nice," said Darnell looking at Kat's ride, 'maybe we'll leave the van behind."

Jalen didn't say a thing as Kat got up out of the vehicle. He simply moved in close and after a moment when their eyes met his lips were on hers. A strong hand moved down her back to her butt. An insistent tongue found its way through to meet hers. Her hands moved up to grasp his well-muscled arms. She felt the strength and the power in him, relished the opportunity to surrender herself to him. Tonight offered to produce a lot of firsts in her life and she was satisfied that in Jalen she had made the right choice.

Finally they each came up for air. "Damn but I've been wanting to taste that sugar since the first time I saw you. I told Darnel here that you was a dime that deserved all a man could give her. That right Darnell?"

"That's right," agreed his friend, "not like I needed telling. You one fucking hot piece of tail girl."

"Preach it," Jalen said softly. His eyes were on her, examining her and appraising her, certainly liking everything that he saw.

There was a low hum of appreciation from her side. She glanced and saw Darnell checking out her behind. On the bike she had worn pants. Tonight she had chosen a tight and quite short black skirt.

"Now that is one real fine white girl booty. This one's looking good from ALL angles!"

She glanced back at Jalen. The big man just revolved one finger and she turned for him.

He didn't say anything but she felt his hands on her hips and felt his body pressed against hers. She felt the hard bulge against her back and then his lips at her ear.

"You built from the ground up for the Black man ain't you white girl. You really never been with a brotha - you really been wasting your fine self on white boys? Well tonight we gonna show you what you been missing. You know that dontcha?"

"Yes Boss," her voice was quiet, the effort of speaking intense given the emotions and desires flooding through her body.

***

There were tags on the walls and on the sidewalk. It wasn't exactly 'the ghetto' but it was one of the more diverse parts of the city. Kat knew the city very well but this wasn't somewhere her husband would ever bring her. She savoured every sensation. That was what this was all about.

Jalen indicated a bar. "We're going in there." As she turned he stopped her. "Once we in there I know you're gonna be drawing a lot of attention." He put his hand gently onto her back and slid it down to the top of her skirt. She looked again into his dark confident eyes. he continued, "We'd best let everyone know how things stand."

Kat felt his fingers push their way under her skirt, felt the warmth of his fingers on her butt. She instantly knew that a thong had been a good choice. She relished the touch of his skin on hers and also the symbolism of the gesture. Jalen was making sure everyone at the bar knew she was with him - and not just as a friend. She felt a surge of warmth run through her.

The bar was noisy but only maybe half-full. Big screens showed the games in progress that evening. The demographics struck Kat in two ways. First, the clientele were almost all male and second they were overwhelmingly African-American. It was obvious now why Darnell had left them - not much chance of picking up a girl here. This was way too male an environment. She saw the faces turned to her, the eyes admiring her. Saw one or two girls glare at their men for letting their eyes linger on the sexy white bitch just a little too long. At the same time she felt Jalen's strong fingers on her butt as they moved up to the bar.

Contd....

[Blue Bull]

"Hey Jalen," said the man behind the bar, "I thought we'd been seeing you. Had folks bitching about the works the last couple of days! Two?"

Jalen nodded and returned his smile.

As he poured their beers the barman spoke casually. "Was going to ask you how things are going but it seems they're going real good." He glanced up meaningfully at Kat and chuckled he filthiest laugh she thought she'd ever heard.

Kat felt the blood in her cheeks, hoped the bar's lighting wouldn't show up her blush too much. It was hard though - she knew the adrenaline and endorphins were already rushing through her body. The fact Jalen had brought her here to show her off, had made her a sort of trophy, that was obvious and its effect on her was obvious too. Women weren't supposed to go for that sort of thing these days. Well - fuck that! She was fucking loving it.

"Only gonna be getting better," was all Jalen said and the big man kissed Kat's ear.

The barman just laughed his bass chuckle again and moved over to a fresh customer.

***

They'd stayed for just one drink but it had been long enough.

"That jacket's fine but I'm remembering the curves under it."

Kat's heart almost leapt into her mouth as she heard him speak and recognised their meaning. She'd felt very daring wearing the top suggested by her Twitter fan - but not quite brave enough to go out on the streets without a jacket covering it.

Jalen's eyes were twinkling and he was waiting...

Kat's pulse raced as she moved her hand to the fastening of her jacket. Once it was gone there'd be no doubt left in anyone's mind once they saw her. They'd all know for certain why she was there and who she really was - or at least who she wanted to be.

One last hesitation but Kat knew the desires that had been building up in her over the last few months. She had decided that tonight was going to be the time for their first consummation. Well wasn't this part of it? Her fingers quickly undid the fastenings and she removed her jacket.

Jalen's sly smile became a broad one. "I'm liking that," was all he said. Kat was suddenly aware to a thousand-fold degree of the men in the bar checking her out. This top meant they had a chance of seeing quite a lot, especially from certain angles. The white material was stretched over her breasts, the sides of the tank-top open to show plenty of side-boob. The message printed on the front was blatant and unambiguous.

Kat was proud of her figure. Mother nature had been kind but she'd also looked after herself and done a lot of gym-work. She didn't have this look by accident. However, practice at home suggested that sudden movements could have her well-proportioned Double D breasts escaping this particular top. A 'wardrobe malfunction' they used to call it. Except out in public wearing a top like this it would only be semi-accidental at most. The rest would be that exhibitionist streak that had been making itself more and more prominent in her personality recently.

"Yeah," her date nodded, "thems the curves I'm talking about. I like it when you ain't hiding them. Understand?"

She nodded. Again she knew he was showing her off, treating her as a symbol and a trophy of his sexual prowess. Again she sensed her body's reaction to this hot man's desire to claim her. Every second just built her excitement.

"You know what you look like?"

Kat pondered his question. She knew what most white bread normies would say she looked like. A loose woman, a slut, a whore. She didn't care so long as he liked it.

He answered his own question. "You look like a woman that needs to be fucked. Am I right?"

"Yeah," she said breathily, her mouth seeming dry.

"Then let's get out of here." He took her hand and led her out of the bar.

***

"Turn right down here." Jalen indicated a short cut-through to what looked like a vacant lot. There was dim light illuminating it after she had turned off those of the vehicle. Jalen got out and checked around. "No bright lights or cameras - this'll do fine."

Kat got out and looked around her. "Here?" she asked.

"I been waiting all week and don't feel minded to wait no more. Besides, it strikes me you ain't the shy type - seems to me you like to show off what a hot sexy chassy you is. Am I right?" He moved up to her.

She hadn't time to answer before his mouth was on hers, his tongue again exploring and claiming her mouth. One hand held the small of her back while the other moved up to her barely-covered breast. Again he was claiming her and again she wanted nothing more in all the world at that moment. She didn't care who saw her - she didn't care if everyone saw her. She felt a fresh thrill run through every part of her and knew that she WANTED everyone to see her.

"Big firm white girl titties, they a favourite of mine and I ain't never seen better than these." He pushed the material aside and dropped his head to her right breast, sucking and licking her already hard nipple. Kat gasped - again feeling that heady rush of emotion and pleasure

His hand took hers and guided it to the front of his pants. She felt the hard bulge there, knew he was big and knew he was ready for her.

"You know what to do." He didn't need to say any more. She knew what was expected of her and knew just how much she wanted to live up to his expectations. She dropped gently to her knees, felt the cool of the dirt under her. Her hands found his belt and undid it, her fingers quick and direct. She'd waited long enough too - she needed to see him now, to feel him, to taste him.

Kat eased down his shorts and she let out a little gasp of pleasure. He was beautiful - big and hard and Black. Nine inches that could give her the sort of pleasure that her white-boy husband never could. That was obvious from her first glimpse of him but she also knew that first she needed to pay him tribute, to show him that she was deserving of him.

Her fingers gently closed around the coal-black skin of his shaft. She savoured the feel of him, the warmth and texture of him, seemed to feel the blood pumping hard through his veins and making him hard and ready for her. Mirroring the blood and emotions surging around her own body and making her warm and wet and receptive for him.

She glanced up and her eyes met his. She smiled and he nodded. It was time. She dropped her mouth down and over the broad head of his big cock. Her tongue began to explore - tasting him and relishing his masculine strength. She felt his hand gently on her shoulder, claiming her but letting her set her own pace, letting her pay that tribute in her own way.

She set all her efforts and concentration onto pleasing him, one hand grasping his thick thigh and the other gently holding the base of his cock. letting her run her tongue up and down his hard shaft. Letting her warm saliva lubricate the movements of her hand. Getting him good and sloppy for the next time she pushed her mouth over him and took his length as deep as she could.

She heard an almost growl above her but didn't pause from her dedication to pleasing him. "Fuck - but that's good." His voice didn't contain any indication that he might cum soon - he was simply stating a fact. She finally looked up and saw the desire in his deep brown eyes, the desire to have her, to fuck her. She hoped her own eyes were sending the same message, she was sure that they were - considering how she was feeling at that moment.

On her knees in a vacant-lot and sucking off a Black man whose second name she didn't even know. She knew Jalen was loving that, loving having an ostensibly classy white woman here and pleasuring him. She knew that she loved it too - loved how her apparent submission gave her such sexual power over him. How she could make a strong handsome man like him want her - how he would reward her for her skills later. When he fucked her as they both knew he was going to fuck her.

Even as she sucked him Kat sensed the big man stiffen. For a moment she thought he was going to cum in her mouth but then she head his low whisper.

"There's a guy over there."

Contd....

[Blue Bull]

She panicked a little and started to get up but his heavy hand rested on her shoulder. There was no force used but the message was clear.

"Stay down there. I'll handle it." Jalen's voice gave away no concern or fear. "Pretty sure he's watching us."

Kat knew the game was up. Trust him not to be able to keep out of sight! She looked up at Jalen. "I should have told you I told my hubby I was coming out and he's probably watching. I'm sorry..."

Jalen gave his low rumbling laugh. "Huh! Well I severely doubt that this one's yo' husband." He paused and then spoke loudly and clearly. "Wass on yo' mind man. Got a problem!!"

"Ain't got no problem." came back, "Just admiring the view. Thought I knew all the girls worked down here but I ain't seen that dime befo'."

Jalen took his hand off her shoulder and gave her a signal. Kat got to her feet and immediately saw the man.

She knew why Jalen had laughed now. This man certainly wasn't her husband. He was tall and lean - wearing a grey sweat-top and loose black jeans. His right hand glinted with heavy gold rings. His skin was dark, as dark as Jalen's, and his hair was formed into long thick dreads. It was hard to guess his age - perhaps late forties.

"Take a professional interest?" Jalen's question was sharp.

The man laughed. "Nah - I got to work for a living. Man round here for supplying girls is Shady."

Jalen nodded. "You tip him on a new girl and you get a finder's fee..."

The man shrugged. "It's Shady's turf. Keeps things peaceful like and a little green never hurts."

Jalen glanced at Kat and she saw the gleam in his eye.

"How'd you think this one would do?"

The man looked her up and down with a quick and appraising glance. He gave a broad leer of a smile. "Good from here but its hard to judge her skills from a distance."

"You see what her top says..." Jalen looked at Kat again.

'Made to Please BBC.' She'd felt brave wearing it tonight, braver still taking her jacket off at the bar. Now Jalen wanted to see her prove herself. Was she the real deal or was she just frontin'?

It took only a split second - instinct and desire taking over. She shot a glance back at Jalen and then signalled to the man. He nodded and walked swiftly over. She undid his belt and eased his pants and shorts down. His cock was big and thickened as she stroked her hand up and down his shaft. She knew the BBC thing was supposed to be a myth but all she knew was the three Black men she'd handled so far had been impressive. 'So far'. The thought had been automatic. She already knew that she wouldn't be giving up on this any time soon. She knew what she wanted and she knew that she'd be trying to get a whole lot more of it.

Thinking of which. Kat opened her mouth and took his now hard shaft between her lips. She began coaxing and teasing his cock-head with her tongue and then dropped her mouth onto him.

She felt his hands find the sides of her head, his fingers exploring her long blonde hair. She liked that - liked the feel of a man claiming possession, even if only for a short while. She licked up and down his strong warm cock and let her eyes meet his. She remembered how her husband had told her how he loved that and immediately felt another jolt of sexual excitement run through her. She loved the idea that her time with her husband had simply been a training for this. The time when she would come out of the minor leagues and into the majors, when she would be with real men, Black men.

"Yeah - that's good, real good. Move that top and show me them titties."

She'd didn't pause in her pleasuring of her cock. She just moved her hands up to push the stretch material of her top in from each side. She felt the air on her breasts, exposed now and separated by the bunched material of her top.

"Fuck yeah - that's what I'm talking about." One hand came down to grasp her right breast, his palm warm against her hard nipple. His fingers shifted and found her nipple, squeezed it. Se mewled against his cock in her mouth, thrilling to the sensations and the moment. Everything was intensifying for her - on her knees in a shabby vacant lot, now sucking off a Black man whose name she didn't even know. She was acting like a whore - most everyone would think it and she was in no mood to deny it. Again she felt the surge of excitement and desire through her body.

She wanted more. She took her mouth off his cock while she stroked him with her hand, savouring the warm slickness of his saliva-covered shaft. She again made sure their eyes connected. "What do you think - think I could earn good money?"

She'd seen Jalen's eyes as she had sucked him. Seen his excitement and pleasure to have her blowing him. This man was different. Taking pleasure for sure but he was cooler, more appraising. He smiled now but the smile wasn't in his eyes. "Maybe - shall we find out? Put your hands behind your back."

There it was again. A Black man challenging her and, right there with it, her desire above everything to please him. The knowledge that pleasing him would bring herself new levels of excitement and satisfaction. She followed his instruction and dropped her hands behind her back.

He didn't say another word - he just took charge, road-testing a new whore for skills and reliability. His hands held her head and he began to fuck her mouth with long deliberate movements, at first slow but steadily building in speed and intensity. Kat strove to keep her hands behind her back, to keep her eyes locked onto him, to show him just how good a whore she could be. Then she felt herself start to gag and involuntarily brought her hands up to regulate his thrusts.

The moment her hands moved from behind her he withdrew, his long cock shining with her drool. Kat fought down the urge to cough, to expel the saliva gathered in her mouth. She succeeded and took a long breath before looking up once more, back into those cold appraising eyes. The man raised an eyebrow slightly.

Kat knew what he meant by that subtle gesture. She very carefully put her hands back behind her back and this time carefully locked her fingers. "Use me," she said huskily.

He nodded, a slight smile playing at the corners of his mouth. He stepped back forward and pushed his cock home into her open mouth. Once more his hands were on her and he was doing as she had requested. Using her and testing her. A test that Kat was determined to pass with flying colours.

She controlled her breathing and worked her tongue on his cock as he pushed it in and out of her mouth. She didn't even stop when a vehicle's lights turned onto the lot.

"One of yours Shady?" That was Jalen - just back from wherever he'd disappeared to.

The man pulled his cock out of Kat's mouth and pulled up his pants. He looked side-eyed at Jalen.

The big man laughed. "You know we ain't five-oh by now."

His answer was a nod. "That'll be Felicia with a john. So sadly I've got to put business befo' pleasure."

"First - you got a review for my girl here?"

Shady gave a short bark of laughter. "Bout the finest Phat-Assed White Girl I've seen. Real tight dime and knows how to go hard on a man. If she rides likes she bops then its a motha-fuckin shame she's giving it away." He turned his gaze back onto Kat where she had got to her feet. "You ever want to make some money just come down to see old Shady. You'll be in high demand." He let his eyes connect one last time with Kat's for a long second and then he turned to go. "Later bro."

"Gone to look after his bitch and make sure he collects," said Jalen as he moved close to Kat. "Man there looked at you and was seeing big Dollar-signs. Meanwhile I found our other watcher." He clicked his fingers.

Kat saw her husband emerge from behind a wall. He was filming them on his new camera, small but providing an excellent quality video.

"We got interrupted..."

Kat heard Jalen and got the message. She dropped back down and quickly produced his big beautiful cock. A little tongue work and he was fully hard. Jalen's fingers found her hair and held her as he tapped the hard shaft of his cock against her cheek. Kat forgot about Shady and about her husband and about everything except that Big Black Cock. It was all that mattered now and it was all that she needed now. She worshipped him, using her hands and mouth and tongue to excite him in every way that she knew how.

Finally he took her shoulders and raised her up. He moved towards the car and undid the passenger door. She went to get in but his arm stopped her. Instead he held her and their lips met in a deep passionate kiss. In that moment Kat realised that Jalen wasn't going to wait any longer. It was time.

He moved her to the vehicle and eased her in so that she was lying over the big soft seat with her butt left outside. She knew what was coming and felt his strong hands pushing her tight skirt up and over her backside. Now she felt the cool air on her bare skin even as his fingers found her panties and pulled them down. Another second of excited waiting and she felt his fingers at her pussy, exploring her.

"This is prime fucking pussy, prime white girl pussy. Wet and warm and willing." He brought his hand down on her bared butt, not enough to hurt but enough to make a satisfying noise. Enough to leave a pink mark on her pale flesh, a mark of ownership. "Pussy this good needs to be fucked - that right girl?"

"Yes, yes," she panted as she felt his hand heavy on her back and then sensed him moving up behind her. She held her breath for a second and felt the hard column of flesh pushed up and down the entrance to her pussy.

"Your husband told me you never had Black cock - that right?"

"I - I've sucked one - er, two - others."

His hard cock was pushed against her pussy lips a little harder. "Where it matters?"

"No, no, you're first."

"Good," he grunted through gritted teeth. Then he pushed forward and his cock slid into her easily, her primed pussy seeming to draw him in. Tight but accessible - perfection to Jalen's mind. "This pussy's too good for white boys." His words were stark and clear - there to be heard and understood by her husband and also by her.

He dedicated himself to claiming that pussy and claiming it for good. Each measured thrust pushed that little bit deeper, introduced a little more of her to the sensation of being properly fucked, being Black fucked. She savoured every sensation, every moment of his conquest of her. Found that his big Black cock seemed to fit her perfectly, to satisfy her as no man ever had, to excite her as no man ever could before.

'That's because they were white.' The thought flashed into her mind and she knew that it was true. So many people would hate that she was doing this but she didn't care because she despised those people. She'd never have done this without her husband's agreement but that was then and this was now. Now she knew what this was like, now she knew what she had been missing. If he wanted her to stop now then would she? She told herself that she didn't know the answer but was aware with each thrust of his hard cock that she was lying to herself. The last few minutes had changed everything - everything.

"Ready to be fucked now?" Jalen's voice was clear.

"Fuck me Boss - make me Black owned."

She heard his short pleased laugh at her calling him 'Boss' and then he was fucking her, fucking her hard and with intent. Using every inch of that big rock-hard cock, delivering heavy rolling thrusts that left her gasping for breath. She looked forward and saw her husband filming her through the glass, recording every moment of this. The idea just sent another thrill through her.

She gripped the edge of the seat with her hands, held herself there and ready and available for him, felt the strength and power of his big body as he fucked her. His hands had a firm grip on her hips - making sure she wasn't going anywhere. Her fine white ass was his and he was going to enjoy it.

One of his hands moved up to her shoulder as the other pushed up and under her top. Her nipples had always been sensitive, After a while her husband had learned that playing with them got her off like very little else. Jalen hadn't taken 'a while' - he'd worked it out in a few seconds flat. She felt his fingers teasing her nipple even as his body bent over her, his thick hard cock pushing deeper and deeper into her pussy.

She felt her whole body shaking as every part of her reacted to him, endorphins rushing through every fibre of her being. She knew it was her body sensing what she had been made for - demanding what she needed from now on. It was like nothing had ever been before - it was something that she would not now be able to live without. She gasped and moaned at the realisation that nothing could ever be the same again but that only seemed to create a new peak of passion and emotion. Finally the dam broke and she screamed out,

"Fuck me, fuck me like a dirty whore!"

"You ain't A dirty whore - you're THE perfect dirty fucking whore. Now you ready for ma nut."

"Yes Yes - please Boss!"

His strong hands were holding her thighs, holding her close to him, making sure that she took all of him. Her whole body seemed to quiver with the pure animal lust of that moment and she again moaned out her pleasure.

As if at a signal Jalen delivered a strong deep thrust and then his rhythmn broke. She knew he was cumming in her, filling her with his strong baby-making seed. She gasped again, savouring every ecstatic moment of it.

She felt him slowly moving in and out of her, instinctively knew he was ensuring she got all of his nut.

"Give me it all," she articulated after a moment. Not that it mattered - he'd been making sure of that anyway. She knew he hadn't asked her about birth control, he'd just seeded her - filled her up with a big load of potent African DNA. Enough to breed her good, send her home to her husband with a Black man's baby in her belly. She felt another rush of feeling flow through her and peak as she lay on the seat with his big body still bent over her.

Finally he moved and pulled her with him out of the vehicle and back onto her feet. She felt her legs almost give way, felt herself caught in his strong arms as he held her up like a trophy for her husband to film. She didn't need the viewfinder to know what she looked like. A woman who had been well-fucked, a woman who had been Blacked. A woman who, just like they said, wouldn't be going back. Did her husband realise that as he filmed her? She thought he did and was sure he'd find it the hottest thing he'd ever seen. She hoped so because that was how it was going to be from now on.

"You book it?" Jayden was talking over her shoulder to her husband.

"Yes I..."

"Good." Jalen cut him off. "Me and your husband here made a deal. He got to film here so long as I got you to myself for the rest of the night. Can't use my regular room or Darnell would want a piece of the action."

"Darnell wants me too?" She knew it was bad but she couldn't resist asking, couldn't resist imagining being with both of them at the same time.

"Fuck girl! He's a nigga with a pulse ain't he - damn sure he wants a piece of this." Again his hand made a noisy contact with her firm round rear end. Then his lips were on her neck and she felt the pressure and knew he was putting his mark on her. "But tonight he's gonna be unlucky. Tonight this fucking whooty is all mine. Sound good?"

"Sounds great boss."

"We're due another job down here in a couple of months. Two or three days - so there'll be plenty of time for Darnell and me to both enjoy every fucking inch of you. Sound good?"

"Fuck yeah boss."

His hand was pushing down the front of her skirt and skilled fingers had found her clit. His words and his actions were having their effect - like a skilled musician conjuring sweet music from his instrument of choice.

"You belong to the Black man now." His words were whispered right into her ear and as they registered she howled out her fresh climax into the night air. The two hookers servicing their clients didn't miss a beat. Shady just paused and wondered if and/or when that hot bitch would come down and see him. Even if he never got her working for him he'd sure as fuck enjoy the job interview!

Jalen held her until she was focusing again, every second captured on her husband's camera. Then he put her in the vehicle and moved round to take the driver's seat. The white man was left behind - Jalen's plans for the night did not involve him.

== ==

[Blue Bull]

Best Car Sex With My Busty Sister-In-Law
By: Kannan

Hello Friends. This is Kannan with my story of the best car sex ever. I’m 32 years old. I’m here to share my real-life sexual experience with my hot and beautiful sister-in-law, Janani. She is my cousin brother’s wife.

She is 35 years old, a very beautiful woman with a fair skin tone. She is a mother of 2 kids. She looks busty with figure size 36-27-37. I and Janani both got attracted to each other days after their marriage.

Janani and I were actually in an affair during the first 3 years of her marriage till 2012 when she was in Chennai. However, we could not meet after 2012 when she moved to Hyderabad with her husband and in-laws. We slowly lost touch with each other.

After about 9 years, we finally met at another cousin’s engagement in June 2021. Initially, both of us did not react beyond a smile and a Hi. At that very moment when I saw her, it took me 9 years back. But she looked a lot juicier and fleshier now as compared to her slim figure back in 2012.

She looked busty with broad arms, a big ass, and larger breasts than it was before. I was getting uncontrollable emotions. I desperately wanted to sleep with her again. I sensed she also had the same intentions. I noticed her giving me a staring smile a couple of times as she passed me.

I could not take my eyes off her even for a second. If this was not enough, my temptations hit sky-high as my eyes caught up with her large boobs. She bent down to apply sandal paste on the bride’s cheeks. The sight of her big boobs hanging down from the side through her saree gap was mouth-watering.

I kept staring at her boobs, not minding if anyone was watching me. As she turned to get down the stage, she noticed me staring at her. She came down and stood right next to me.

Looking towards the stage, she asked me, “So what were you looking at?” I smiled and replied, “You.” She then asked, “Hmmm. What in me? My face?”

I replied, “Nothing to hide from you. Is there anything with you I can keep my eyes away from? I was looking at everything. Your big ass, your much bigger boobs than what I saw 9 years back, and of course, your face as well.”

She gave a smile and said, “Good. So, you have not forgotten the past. Btw, getting any ideas?” I said, “A lot, but I’m controlling to the best I can because of this crowd here. What about you? Not having any ideas?”

She giggled and said, “I’ve passed that stage. I desperately want it. After 2 kids, life has become so dry for the last 5 years. We have a past. So I could discuss it with you openly. It’s been what 9 years since we slept with each other last?” I said, “Yes.”

With a brief pause again, I asked her, “So what do we do?” She said, “We need to plan on another day. I will be leaving for Hyderabad in an hour after the function. First of all, let’s be in touch and see how to go about.” I said ok with a lot of horny emotions ebbing and flowing inside me.

As the function got over, all of us left for our respective hometowns. But from that day onwards, we started getting in touch through messages and calls whenever we got time alone. Even our chats were mostly erotic and sex chats.

My cousin’s marriage got fixed on 16th September 2021 at Coimbatore. We discussed a lot to do it on that occasion somehow. But we would be staying in our cousin’s house for a day or two with all relatives around us.

Janani and her family were to reach Coimbatore on 15th September 2021 morning for the marriage. I had booked tickets for my parents and me in the morning train on 15th September 2021 from Chennai to reach Coimbatore by 2:15 pm.

But around 10th September, we finally told each other that we needed to go out for sex. So, I convinced my parents that I would come on the next train, which starts in the afternoon and reaches 9:30 pm. However, I took a 6:15 pm flight from Chennai and reached Coimbatore at 7:25 pm.

We planned that Janani and I could spend 2 hours with each other by reaching at 7:30 pm. Her part of the plan was to take my uncle’s Swift Dzire and come alone to pick me up. Janani managed to do that. As I stepped out of the airport and saw her waiting for me, I rushed to her wanting to hug her.

But she stopped me and said, “Not here. What if some known person sees us?” She looked red hot in a sleeveless salwar-kameez with a red top and a see-through type of black salwar. I got horny seeing her. We got into the car. She took the driver’s seat.

I was getting hornier and immediately placed my hands on her thighs. As she started the car, she said, “I’m also equally desperate. But we need to move to a less crowded place. I will drive into the highways close by, and let’s see if we get an isolated place.”

I could not take my eyes off her big round boobs. I even turned to my right and sat facing her all the way. As I kept continuously staring at her, she slowly turned her head for a moment. She smiled at me and asked me, “What are you looking at?” I replied, “You and everything I could see in you from here.”

I controlled myself for quite some time. But could not resist beyond a point. I then slowly put my hand on her thighs and tried to slip it between her legs. Janani tightened her thighs, closing the doors for my fingers to enter. Without turning her head towards me, she gave a staring smile at me.

She asked me, “I am your cousin brother’s wife. I mean, I am your sister-in-law. Do you remember?” I did not bother backing off and told her, “Yes, I remember it for the last 12 years from the day you married my brother.”

She blushed with a short and loud laugh. She opened the gates for me by spreading her thighs wider. I slowly dipped my left-hand fingers between her thighs. Her salwar material was so thin that I could feel her panty strongly over it. I gently rubbed her pussy over her panty.

She took a deep breath and blew hot air off her mouth. I then got closer to her. I could not hold myself back anymore. Rubbing her pussy, I kissed her shoulder, slowly came down, and gently chewed her soft white arms. She allowed me to do it for quite some time.

After close to a half an hour drive, we hit the highways. Within minutes of hitting the highways, both of us were getting more and more desperate. We had 2 hours where we had already lost more than 30 minutes. Not being able to handle the fingering and arm sucking anymore, she shook her body.

She said, “Fuck. Hey. Now stop this. I am losing control both on the steering and accelerator.” Acknowledging her emotions, I removed my mouth from her wet arms and my fingers from her possibly wet pussy.

I got back to normal position on my seat with my dick already up and hard. We drove for a few minutes with our desperation mounting with every second, looking for some isolated hide-out place.

We noticed a narrow mud road to the highway’s left with tall thorny bushes on either side in the next few minutes. We took a left. The mud road was too narrow that the down-hanging thorny bushes on either side were hitting the front glass and windows of the car.

We did not mind but continued driving deep inside. As we took one final right bend, we hit a dead end with a huge banyan tree in front of us. About a 2-foot concrete slab surrounded the tree.

She stopped the car right in front of the banyan tree. We were now surrounded by tall thorny bushes on 3 sides, a banyan tree in front of us, and some moonlight on top of us.

We looked at each other for a second. Without wasting any time, we hugged each other tight across the front seats. We started kissing each other’s faces around our lips. Janani then pulled herself up from her seat and crossed over to my seat.

We continued kissing as she shifted herself to my seat. She sat over my lap, grabbed the hair back on my head, lifted my head. She continued kissing, digging her tongue deep inside my mouth. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders from behind as we kept kissing tight.

I then slowly rubbed my hands down her back. I pulled my hands across her body, grabbed her large boobs, and started squeezing them hard. We started breathing heavily after close to a minute of sloppy and deep kissing. I started pressing her boobs hard while kissing.

She slowly withdrew her tongue from my mouth and said, “I missed this a lot. Can we go to the back seat?” Saying that Janani tried getting up from my lap. But I grabbed her waist and pulled her back down, and switched on the dome light inside the car.

She asked, “What happened?” I stared at her big boobs for a couple of seconds and said, “Take off your top. I want to see your boobs.” She gave a smile at me and asked, “Why? You haven’t seen my boobs before?” I shook my head and said, “No. Not this big. Remove your kameez right here, right now.”

She tilted her head and gave a broader smile. She then lifted her buttocks, pulled up her kameez, removed it. She threw it on the headrest of the driver’s seat. By opening her arms wide, she asked me, “Happy? What next?”

I placed my hand on her back and pulled her closer, jamming my face between her boobs. Kissing and licking her moist body between her boobs, I unhooked her tight boob-hugging bra. I then pulled the bra straps down her arms, removed them, and slapped them on the headrest over my seat.

In just a glance, I could differentiate her boobs 9 years back though it was sagging a little downwards. I looked at her face and said, “This is what I wanted to see. Your boobs used to be big cup-shaped. But now, it’s a complete melon hanging from your body.”

She again gave a smile at me. Not minding that, I grabbed her big spongy boobs from the bottom, lifted it a little up, and engulfed her big and dark brown mammae into my mouth. I started kissing, licking, and sucking all over her soft and big boobs sensually.

With every bite and squeeze, Janani started to moan. After wetting her boobs all over, I started circling my tongue around her mammae. I then ended up on her hard protruding and broad nipples. I bit her nipples and sucked them into my mouth.

I started getting horny, enjoying the combo of spongy boobs and hard nipples at the same time.

I then started to suck her nipples hard, engulfing her mammae inside my mouth. With every suck, she pressed my head hard over her boobs and started to moan louder. She allowed me to suck her nipples for quite some time. She continued to moan louder and louder with every passing second.

I could not take my mouth out from her mammae. I kept sucking her nipples harder and harder. She got a little intense and started to pull my T-shirt up, trying to remove it. I immediately recognized it and abruptly pulled my mouth out from her boobs.

She pulled my T-shirt up in a flash, crushed it in her hands, and threw it on the driver seat window with some force. She pulled herself behind a little and sat almost on my knees. She grabbed the back of my head with one hand and started rubbing my dick over my jeans with her other hand.

She came down kissing my forehead, my nose, and we started kissing again. I grabbed her waist and then slowly dug my hands inside her salwar. I was grabbing her big buttocks with both my hands as we kept kissing sloppily.

After a few seconds of sloppy kissing, she slowly went down my body, kissing my jaws, neck, and chest. She sucked my mammae a few times. Then, by raising her head, she slowly whispered in my ears, “Let’s do it. Come.”

She got down from my lap and went to the back seat. I also turned around, went back, and sat beside her. We looked at each other with a lusty smile as we hugged tight and kissed randomly all over each other’s faces.

She then grabbed my hard dick over my jeans. She tried shaking it as such a couple of times. I started rubbing her pussy again over her salwar. After a few seconds of random kissing, licking, and fingering each other. She slowly pulled my belt out of the loop on my jeans.

I allowed her to go ahead as she unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. She dug her hand into my underwear, pulled hard my dick out, and started stroking it intensely. She was stroking it in so much hurry as if she was expecting my foreskin to go down in a second.

I loved the way she stroked my dick, staring at it constantly. It looked as if she was threatening the head of my dick to come out of the foreskin immediately. I just loved the feeling of her hand around my dick. I rolled my left arm around her shoulder.

By lifting her jaw, a little started kissing her. She responded by opening her mouth and kissing me back. I then slowly put my right hand over her big boobs again, pressed it hard a few times taking turns to suck her upper and lower lips one by one.

I then slowly slid my hand down, digging my middle finger inside her small and tight navel. I tried digging my finger deeper. She removed her lips from mine and gasped, “Aaaah, you are wetting my panty now.” I gave a smile and said, “Let me be the judge of it.”

I plucked my finger out from her navel and dipped it straight inside her salwar and panty. Her pussy was surrounded by rough hair spots, but her pussy lips were so slippery. Her panty was drenched as the back of my hand rubbed over it. I tried to dip my middle finger inside her pussy.

I first dipped my middle finger inside her juicy wet pussy and then squeezed in my ring finger as well. To return her favor, I started fingering Janani hard. I was chucking both my fingers hard and fast, completely inside her pussy. She started getting more hornier, slowly losing hold over my dick.

I finger-fucked her. She started to moan loud. She was pressing the seat hard with both her hands and raising her buttocks. She continued to moan louder and louder every time I drilled my fingers inside her hot, wet, sticky pussy. Every stroke in and out of her pussy was creating a sticky noise.

After a couple of minutes of hard fingering, she rolled her hands around my neck, saying, “Oh, baby. Come. Let’s fuck.” Saying that, she slowly lay down on the back seat, pulling me also down with her. Lying down over her, we kissed a few times sensually.

I slowly got up, grabbed her salwar by her waist, and pulled it up along with her panty. She lifted her legs with her knee bent allowing me to remove her salwar and panty. I pulled her salwar and panty down her legs, removed them. I hung it on the headrest of the driver’s seat over her kameez.

Janani spread her legs wide with her feet hanging in mid-air. My lust hit the roof as I saw her water dripping pink pussy flesh with a curvy little pussy-hole at the bottom. I sat on the other end of the back seat. Looking at her juicy pussy, I ripped my jeans and underwear in a flash.

I then slowly got between her legs, partially sleeping over her. It was not so comfortable to even start fucking inside the car. But with my raw attraction towards her, I did not think of anything else then. I slowly crept over her with my face in between her boobs.

Just as my dick kissed her pussy, she closed her eyes, biting her lips, with both her arms raised. She held the roof handle tight, anticipating the intercourse, exposing her rough underarms. Just at the sight of it, I was tempted to lick the narrow oval rough patch over her broad and moist underarms.

Without waiting a second further, I grabbed my dick, rubbed it over her wet pussy flesh. Just as the mouth of my dick stuck on Janani’s pussy-hole, I pushed my dick hard inside her pussy. She gasped loudly. With the head of my dick fully inside her pussy, I slowly penetrated my dick deeper inside her cunt.

I started fucking Janani by moving my dick back and forth inside her tight wet, and hot pussy. Her inner pussy flesh was so gripping that I loved the feeling of my dick rubbing against her tight flesh. With every stroke inside, Janani kept moaning louder and louder.

Hearing her moan, I started getting hornier. I lifted my upper body and started thumping my dick inside her pussy hard and fast, holding her big flattened boobs tight. Within a couple of minutes of intense sex, we started sweating heavily. As I continued to drill her pussy, she started to scream.

She slipped her hands down from the roof handle and held my arms tight.
I tucked my thumbs into her underarms. I immersed my dick fully inside her cunt with our waists jammed against each other. I continued crushing her pussy hard with our waists clashing against each other.

Janani continued to scream out loud with every push and pull. After a few seconds of intense sex, I felt a strong tickling sensation running up the length of my dick from my balls. This time, I started to moan as my semen gushed out of my dick.
I fell over Janani splashing my semen deep inside her cunt, resting my head over her shoulders. After filling her pussy with my semen, my dick slowly shrunk in size and oozed out of her pussy. Both of us were breathing heavily.

I slowly raised my head and looked at her. She was still getting her breath back, closing her eyes, and holding the roof handle tightly with both her hands. We were drenched in sweat as if we had just had a shower inside the car.

As we gained our breath back, Janani got up and started looking out of the car window. That was the first instance we realized that someone could hear us if they were around. Lying down on my side, I raised my eyebrows, asking her, “What?” She said, “Thank God. No one is around.”

We smiled at each other, looking much more relieved. I grabbed her by the back of her neck, pulled her down. We started kissing each other, lying on our sides beside each other. I could not take my lips out of her soft juicy lips. With Janani also responding positively, we continued to kiss for quite a long time.

As we finally managed to part our lips from each other’s, she looked at me and slowly whispered with a heavy breath, “I love you.” I responded, “Love you too.”

I kissed her forehead, and we lay down for some time, with Janani sleeping over me. We dozed off without realizing it. We woke up at around 10:15 pm when her husband called to check if we had started from the station. We got up with a jerk.

She d told him that the train was about half an hour late and that we had just got into the car. We got up quickly, picked up different dress pieces from all over the car, and dressed up. We reversed the car through the narrow mud road.

As we hit the highways, I looked at Janani and asked her on a lighter note, “Tell me one thing. We both are smelling the same. The backseat of the car is still wet. How are we going to explain all these?” and smiled at her.

She smiled at me, saying, “Shut up,” parked the car to the side of the highways. She took a contraceptive pill from her handbag and swallowed it. She then asked me to open all windows in the car, and we rushed back home.

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[Blue Bull]

Erotic Affair With Hot MILF Colleague

By: Kannan

Hello Friends. This is Kannan with another story. I’m 32 years old. I’m here to share with you my real-life sexual experience and erotic affair with my colleague, Priyanka. We have been enjoying physical intimacy since June 2021. She is 40 years old MILF from Delhi.

She looks dazzling with a fair skin tone with a mature and beautiful face. Her lower lip is a little projected outside and looks thick and juicy. She is short, about 5 feet, a bit chubby, and a round figure with her blonde-colored hair and big boobs pushing her tops way to the front.

My dick stands up automatically every time she crosses me. She came down to our Chennai office in February 2021. From the very first day in the entire office, she was the hot topic. No one could even take our eyes away from her. She is a hot babe with a 9-year-old son.

For about 3 to 4 months, I was secretly behind her at the office. I would wait for her to go for a break and would follow her to the cafeteria to join her. After the initial few instances, it became a habit. She started to come to my desk to call me for a tea break, and we started going for the break together.

She was very open. We mingled very well that I slowly started to offer her to drop her home in the evenings. She readily agreed without even thinking for a second. It slowly became a regular activity to drop her off on my bike in the evenings since late March 2021.

As days went by, my urge to sleep with her and enjoy her juicy body from head to toe grew manifold. She was very casual about things. But, I could not get any indications from her if she was interested in me. It was becoming regular for me to rush to the washroom after every tea break to masturbate.

The feeling of sitting right across the table with her used to make me hornier and hornier. I could not control my emotions unless I let the heat inside my body splash out in the form of my semen. With all that heat inside my body, I would masturbate both at office washrooms and home for about 4 months.

There were some minor indications from her now and then that she was also interested in me. Indications like a smile with a focused look at me or casually holding hands over a conversation. But nothing materialized from both my end as well as her end beyond handholding.

Finally, on 4th June 2021, I wanted to send across a message to her that I desperately wanted to sleep with her. I tried hinting to her by saying, “Aah, people at home are away for the weekend. It’s going to be a lonely evening.”
I grabbed her hands.

I pretended as if I was looking at something on her ring. A few seconds after holding her hands, I slowly lifted my face and looked at her. She was smiling at me. By saying, “I understand where you are getting at,” she raised her eyebrows and asked, “So?”

I replied, “So… what.? It’s going to be a boring evening. That’s all.” Hearing that, she laughed out a bit and then said, “Ok. Let’s not talk in circles anymore. So, you are free and alone today. Why don’t we spend the evening together at my place then?” She again raised her eyebrows with a seemingly horny smile.

I was still unsure what she meant by spending time together. But I told myself that this was a good development opportunity to convince her for a physical relationship. With all these going through my mind, I managed not to show any reaction on my face.

I replied plainly to her, “Sure. We’ll go to your place today after office.”
When I went back to my desk at around 3:30 pm, I was only thinking of convincing her for sex today. She normally leaves at 6 pm. But on that day, I saw her packing up at around 5:15 pm and walking out of the office.

As she crossed my desk, I got a WhatsApp from her stating, “Wait for my message.” I waited for about 15 minutes when I received another message “Waiting for you at the main gate.” Without even logging out, I immediately closed my laptop. I packed my bag, took my bike, and drove to the main gate.

She was waiting there, fully refreshed with the top button of her red casual shirt open. She was waiting for me with her shades on, chewing bubble gum with a bright red glossy lipstick and strong perfume on her. I felt like holding her flat on the petrol tank and kissing her right in front of the security.

But I decided to control myself again as I was not sure of her intentions yet. Looking at her in all readiness, I hinted at her by asking, “So, all set right here?” She laughed out and said, “Yeah. Who knows if you would give me time to get ready after reaching?”

Saying that, she passed on a piece of chewing gum to me as well, stating, “Here you go. You also freshen up your mouth, at least.” She hopped onto the back seat of my bike. I was pretty convinced of her intentions now. I started getting excited just at that point.

I rolled the chewing gum into my mouth and started driving towards her house. Just as we would have driven about 100 meters from our office, she dragged herself closer to me. She hugged me tightly from behind by crushing her big soft boobs on my back.

She slowly whispered, “Do you want to stop at a medical store on the way?” I started losing control hearing it as I was completely convinced of her intentions.
Given an option, why would I go for a condom when I could feel her flesh direct on my dick.

So, I replied with a brief pause, “Actually, I don’t prefer to. What do you say?” She giggled and said, “Mmm. Ok, we’ll figure out some other way then.” Saying that, she hugged me tighter from behind with her cheeks over my shoulder. She was crushing her big soft boobs flat on my back.

It felt so spongy on my back like I was resting on a balloon that would not burst.
We reached her place close to 6 pm. it was starting to get a little dark. She asked me to park the vehicle on the opposite side of the house in the open space. It was the last house in that street.

It was a 1 BHK independent house with a ground floor and terrace. As I just entered the gate and latched it, I spit my chewing gum outside. I then stepped in a bit, removed my sandals, dug in my bag, took my pocket body spray out. By digging it inside my T-shirt, I almost emptied the full bottle all over my body.

She had opened the main door by that time, got in, and lit up all lights inside. She had left only a quarter of the door gap open. I was about to step in. She popped her head out. She silently called me in by giving me a wide romantic smile and wagged her forefinger at me, calling me in.

I stepped inside her house, dropped my bag right near the entrance. She shut the door, latched it, turned at me. She caught my T-shirt and pulled me close to her. With a slight pause, we looked down at each others’ lips and started kissing sloppily with our mouths wide open.

I dipped my tongue inside her mouth. I started to suck her lower lips inside my mouth with a loud sound. Her mint-flavored glossy red lips were so juicy that I could not stop. She climbed onto me rolling her legs around my waist. I carried her into the house, continuing to smooch her.

I then placed her on the dining table just outside the bedroom. She sat on the dining table. She quickly raised my T-shirt, removed it, threw it on the floor. She then spread her legs wide, pulled me closer again. She rolled her arms around my waist and, with a tilted face, started to kiss me again.

With my hands on her cheeks, we kept kissing for some time. I then slowly lowered my hands from her cheeks. I placed my hands on her big spongy boobs for the first time. With a lot of lust, I squeezed her boobs hard and continued kissing her.
My lust was growing manifold with every press of her boobs and every second of our tongue fight. At a point, I lost it completely. In a flash, I ripped her shirt apart, pulling out all the buttons in one stroke. A few buttons even flew off, torn from her shirt.

She did not mind as she helped in pulling the sleeves down her arms and left the shirt on the dining table. I got out of control, looking at her milky upper body. I went down her body, slowly kissing her neck, her fleshy arms. I slowly came in and started to bite her big breasts over her designer-padded black bra.

I kept biting her boobs over her bra. She put her hands back, unhooked her bra, pulled the strap down her arms, removed it. She then hung her bra on the chair beside the dining table, saying, “Why bite my bra? Here you go. All yours now.”

I glimpsed at her for a second. She quickly pointed her eyes down and pulled my head down to her breasts. I actually could not believe what I was going through. But not thinking any further, I hogged her big spongy boobs, licking, sucking, biting, and wetting it all over.

I then rolled my tongue all over her very light brown colored boobs. I licked her big bumpy, and hard nipples. I first sucked her nipples sensually as if I was getting milk from her breasts. She closed her eyes and pressed my head right over her breast.

My lust kept growing every time I bit and sucked her hard nipples. She then slowly started to moan, grabbing the hair on my head tightly. I squeezed her spongy boobs and sucked her nipples for quite some time. I was even thinking it would be great if she would start lactating sometime.

But in a few minutes, she pulled my head up, making me withdraw my mouth from her mammae. As I lifted my face, I witnessed her mammae soaked in my saliva. Her boobs had even turned a bit pinkish. I went up, and both of us kissed briefly again, sucking each other’s lips.

She then placed her hands on my chest and said, “It’s my turn now.” Saying that she got down from the dining table. She pulled a chair from underneath the table, sat on it. I stood right in front of her. She unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my pant, and slowly pulled the zip down.

She pulled them down in a flash by holding my pant and underwear on either side of my waist. I then quickly stepped out of my pant and underwear and kicked them aside. My dick was already up and hard. It was even lubricating around its mouth.

She grabbed it. At the very first sight of my dick, she said, “Your guy is thick. Don’t tear my pussy.” Saying that she pulled a tissue from the box on the dining table, wiped out my lubricated dick dry. She then stroked my dick a few times and stuck her tongue on my dick hole.

She licked it all over the mouth of my dick. By holding the foreskin a little lower from the mouth of my dick, I placed it on her tongue and engulfed the head of my dick into her mouth. She slowly started giving me a hot blowjob by moving my dick back and forth inside her mouth.

She scratched her teeth on the top and bottom of my dick every time she took it inside her mouth and pulled it out. The foreskin of my dick was slowly started winding down with the pink head of my dick completely out. I loved every bit of her sensual blowjob by grabbing her blonde head and closing my eyes.

She went down, licking the length of my dick, kissing and engulfed my balls. After a few minutes of sensual blowjob, she started stroking my dick by moving it more intensely inside her mouth. Within a few seconds of the intense blowjob, I felt a strong tickling sensation through the length of my dick.

I immediately pulled my dick out of her mouth and started to moan loud. I started to ejaculate. I was splashing my semen to heights over my head. She quickly pulled the tissue again from the box and covered my dick, not allowing me to stain the walls of her house.

She quickly wiped out my dick dry once again. She then got up, kissing my belly, my chest, my neck. By rolling her hands around my neck with an inclined head, we started kissing again romantically. My lusty emotions were down quite a bit after ejaculating.

But my physical attraction for her never allowed me to step back from her. I enjoyed sucking her tongue into my mouth. I rolled my arms around her waist, hugged her tight. I sucked her upper and lower lips one by one sensually. My dick had become softer and shrunk in size after the ejaculation.

But it did not stop me from kissing Priyanka. Her mouth was stinking after the blowjob. But the excitement of enjoying her sweaty and juicy body did not allow me to step back from her. After few minutes of sensual smooching, we withdrew our tongues from each other’s mouths.

I then randomly kissed all over her face, neck, and fleshy body above her breast. I slowly moved my hands up from her waist, stuck them inside her wet underarms. I lifted her and placed her back on the dining table. As she sat on the dining table, she spread her legs wide for me.

I got in between her legs and were getting our breath back. I slowly whispered to her, “Finally, time for some sex, baby. Come on. I want to fuck you.” Saying that I slowly rubbed my fingers on her pussy over her black jeans. I then took my fingers up and unbuttoned her jeans.

She slowly leaned back on the dining table and, by resting on her elbows, whispered back with a heavy breath, “Yeah, baby. C’mon, fuck me. I’m also bored of my dry life for the last 4 months here. I very badly want a dick inside my pussy now.”

My lust shot up once again. I immediately unbuttoned her jeans and unzipped them. She lifted her legs, and I pulled her tight body-hugging jeans up her legs, removed them, and threw them on the floor. I grabbed her low rise thong panty, lifted her legs, removed that as well, and threw it behind me.

She had her legs spread wide. But then she raised her upper body and asked, “Do you want to go to the bedroom?” I grabbed my dick, rubbed it over her dark, soft, and wet pussy lips. By saying, “I cannot hold even for a second now.” I pushed my dick inside her pussy.

Just as the head of my dick penetrated her pussy, Priyanka lifted her upper body with a gasp. She wrapped her legs around my buttocks, rolled her arms around my neck. As I slowly penetrated deeper and deeper inside her cunt, she slowly whispered, “Go easy on me, baby. Oh, yes. Oh My God.”

She then started to kiss and lick all over my cheeks and even started biting my ears. Her pussy flesh was so hot, sticky, and tight inside. I loved the feeling of my dick rubbing against the tight inner flesh of her pussy. My dick was almost completely immersed inside her cunt.

I grabbed her sweaty waist and started to fuck her by slowly moving my dick back and forth. Every time I stroked my dick deep inside her pussy, she kept moaning louder and louder. She hugged me tight with our upper bodies jammed with each other.

Her passionate moaning made me hornier. I started to bang her pussy harder and faster. My waist was clashing loud over her thighs pat pat pat. In just a few seconds, my dick once again erupted deep inside her cunt. I felt a strong tickling sensation through the length of my dick as my semen gushed out again.

I splashed my semen indoors this time (inside her pussy). Just as my semen gushed out, I could not control my emotions. I started moaning louder than her. She hugged me tight, pulled me down with her, and lay down on the table. I kept moaning with every splash of my semen inside her.

She started to console me by rubbing my back and saying, “Yes, baby, that’s ok. It’s all over.” I had my face on the table right beside her with eyes closed tightly as I ejaculated. After ejaculating, I lifted my face. She also raised her head in anticipation to kiss me.

Without wasting that opportunity, I sensually sucked her broad lower lips with a little tongue fight with that. By that time, my dick again shrunk in size and slowly oozed out of her sticky pussy. We sat on the chair for some time, getting our breaths back.

We were laughing, looking at each other for whatever it meant. We slowly got up and wrapped ourselves in a towel each. It was about 7:10 pm at that time. She had some bread and beer at home. We had the bread and beer sitting on her sofa, watching TV and with some general chit-chat.

We spent quite some time on her sofa, finishing about 3 pints of beer each. Not sure what the time was, but we slowly started to feel lusty again. She rested her head on my shoulders, turned her face towards me. She started kissing my arms and chest.

I grabbed her back neck, lifted her face, and we started kissing with our mouths wide open. I lifted and carried her to the bedroom, dropped her on the bed, and jumped over her. We started cuddling intensely, kissing and biting each other and rolling all over the bed.

I untied the knot in her towel grabbed her big spongy boobs, and once again engulfed her boobs and sucked her nipples. She lied down, closing her eyes with her arms wide open on the bed. I got so tempted as I noticed her cleanly shaven even-toned broad underarms while sucking her nipples.

I slowly went up, licking and kissing her fleshy body over her boobs, grabbed her arms, and slipped down to her juicy underarms. Her underarms were smelling mixed with sweat and perfume. But I loved that smell. I started licking and sucking her soft and fleshy underarms lustily with loud sounds.

Then I slowly went up to her face. She grabbed my head with both her hands, opened her mouth wide, and we started smooching again. I lay half over her with my right chest pressing her left boobs as we continued our wide-open mouthed kiss and tongue fight.

We continued our tongue fight and sensual kissing for quite some time. But then she rolled herself over me, all of a sudden, pushing me down. She went down my body, kissing my neck, my chest, and my belly. Just as she reached my dick, she grabbed it and stroked it a few times, forcing my foreskin down.

In just a few strokes, with just the tip of my dick peeping out of the foreskin, she got up and sat on the bed with her legs on either side of my waist. She grabbed my dick up straight, placed it under her pussy lips. She sat over my waist in a flash.

In a matter of a second or two, my dick was fully immersed inside her wet and sticky pussy. I closed my eyes and gasped. With my foreskin being pushed down, She took my dick full length inside her cunt in a single stroke. She bent over me and started to fuck me aggressively by kissing my chest.

She thumped her buttocks over my thighs, ‘clap clap clap,’ entangling our fingers tightly on either side of my head. After slapping her buttocks hard on my waist for a few minutes, she rested her forehead on my chest and started breathing heavily.

I waited for a couple of seconds. But then I stuck my hands in her underarms, rolled her over, and got on top of her. She seemed down and out as she slept flat, closing her eyes. But I was still hungry to fuck her. So, I sat on my knees between her legs, grabbed my dick, and pushed it again inside her pussy.

I started to fuck her intensely as she did to me, holding her waist tight. I crushed her pussy hard by stroking the full length of my dick deep inside her vagina. She continued to lie down flat like a dead rubber with her eyes closed, neither stopping me from nor encouraging me to fuck her more.

Within a few seconds, my dick erupted for the third time since that evening. As my semen gushed out of my dick, I fell over her sliding my knees down the bed. I was equally drained even to enjoy my ejaculation aloud this time. I drained my semen fully inside her vagina.

My dick slowly shrunk again and oozed out of her pussy. I rolled beside her and dozed off. At around 4:30 am, I woke up and slowly got dressed up. I woke her up to say I was leaving before sunrise. With a final raw and dirty early morning kiss, I left her house.

So, friends, this was my real-life first sex experience with that hot MILF, Priyanka. We continue to be in an affair as I’m sharing my experience with you. In the last 3 months, sex has become a habit between Priyanka and me.

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[Blue Bull]

Fucked My Hot Senior Colleague In Moving Train

By: Kannan

Hello Friends. This is Kannan. I’m 32 years old. I’m here to share with you my real-life sexual experience with my senior colleague, Shashikumari.

This happened in February 2021. Shashikumari is 39 years old with fair and beautiful. She has big plumy cylindrical-shaped arms with a curvy body. I Just love her big boobs and fat ass.

It’s been 3.5 years for me in the current company. From my first day at the office when I saw Shashi, I longed to fuck her. Almost daily, the moment I see her at the office, I would rush to the restroom to masturbate, thinking of her. I felt so desperate to sleep with her someday.

Initially, for the first 1-2 years, we hardly wished each other a ‘Hi’ or ‘Good Morning.’ But slowly, we got closer and started discussing topics beyond the office. She even used to get upset that she had no kids in the 11-12 years of her married life. Moreover, she is being blamed by her husband for that.

One day, at the beginning of January 2021, she seemed to be really off mood. I checked with her about what’s bothering her. She opened up a lot more about the issue of taking the blame for not having a kid. As we kept discussing, she started to break down.

I advised her of IVF, but her husband was not even ok with that. This time, as she was breaking down, I tried to exploit the situation. I thought that she then needs to get pregnant through surrogacy, in that case without her husband’s knowledge.

She was initially not keen about it. But after a few days, she started asking how to go about this. She wanted a trustworthy person who would not disclose how she conceived to anyone. I slowly started putting thoughts again into her mind. I tried to narrow her radar towards me.

Finally, one night I got a call from her at 10 pm. As I picked up the call, her first words were, “Can we do it?” I got excited but pretended as if I did not understand.

She then replied, “I’m talking about the same surrogacy topic we discussed at the office. I can’t trust a stranger. Also, you are the only one who knows about this. I feel I could also get comfortable with you on this.” I did not want to drag this issue. I was waiting for this opportunity for the last 3 years.

Without showing any excitement to her, I said, “Ok. We will discuss.” and ended the topic. But I was too excited within. Shashi was all over my mind that whole night. I masturbated about 4 times overnight, thinking of her but could not take her off my mind.

The next day at the office, we went out for lunch, discussed, and agreed to have kids. But the issue was her husband used to drop her off at the office and pick her up in the evening. We tried booking a hotel room about thrice in February 2021.

But despite informing her husband that she would be late, he would come and wait at the office reception instead of going home. We had to cancel our bookings with great disappointment. This kind of booking and cancellation time and again built a lot of desperation inside both of us.

We even started openly discussing when we are going to fuck. However, a positive note at that point of desperation was that we were coming closer with every miss. We were getting more and more desperate to have sex with every passing day.

One day in mid-February 2021, she casually said during tea break, “I need to go to Bangalore to attend a wedding on 26th February 2021. It’s an overnight train journey.” I immediately smelt some marginal possibility. I checked with her on the train timings.

The train starts at 11:30 pm and reaches Bangalore at 5:20 am the next day. I checked and luckily got 2 tickets in First class AC for us on the same day on the same train. I told her that I would try my best to get a coupe with the First AC tickets.

She was initially not keen. She felt someone might hear us. But I convinced her, stating this is the best chance we have to have sex. That too, when her husband is sleeping. She then agreed with some hesitation. We waited for our day.

On 25th February morning, I told myself, come what may. I took a viagra tablet and left for the office. I took 2-hour permission from the office and left for the station at 4 pm for the 11:30 pm train. I managed to find a ticket collector and pestered him for a coupe.

Initially, the ticket collector was surprised to see me so early. But then, after continuously following him for about 6-7 hours, he finally took our ticket and ID proofs from me for checking. It was around 10:30 pm when he received the passenger list from railway staff.

He flipped the pages back and forth and said, “Take your tickets and ID proof. Coupe 1 allotted for you and your wife.” My excitement hit the roof at that moment. But trying not to show on my face, I gave the ticket collector Rs. 1,000 and slowly left the place.

I turned around, walked a few steps. Unable to control my excitement, I messaged Shashi, “Success! Baby, we got coupe 1 in coach A1.” She was equally excited and replied with several lines of kissing emojis. She then said, “We are on the way. Will reach in half an hour.”

I freshened myself and waited for the train. As the train arrived, I got into A1, went inside the first coupe. I waited with the door open for the train to start. When the train started moving, I continued to wait for the ticket collector to complete his checking.

It was a coupe with a one-sided berth (lower and upper) and an empty wall on the other side. The train started sharp at 11:30 pm. In the next 15 minutes, the ticket collector also came in. He asked for Shashi while checking the ticket. I casually told him that she is using the toilet and will be back some time.

He did not bother to wait as he wished us a happy journey and left. I immediately shut the door, locked it, removed all my clothes, and wrapped myself in a towel. I then started to wait for my bride. I was getting restless every minute waiting for Shashi.

The moment I was desperately longing for over 3 years is finally within my reach. I kept looking at rehearsals to get her nude in a flash and start eating her from head to toe. I kept advising myself not to miss a part in her body from being kissed, licked, and chewed.

I kept imagining how tight her pussy would be. She is 38 years old, and that she is constantly trying for a kid with her husband. Around 12:10 am, Shashi messaged me, “I have come out of my compartment.”

In a few minutes, she called and said, “Hey, listen, I think I have entered A1 as there are closed compartments here. Which one is ours? Where to come.” I unlocked the door and said, “I have opened the latch for you. Look for the coupe where the door is open, and lights are on.”

She spotted it immediately and said, “I’m coming. Wait.” In the next 4-5 seconds, she entered the coupe in a flash as if someone was watching and locked the door. She turned and looked at me with a lot of lust and desperation. She was completely dressed in a rose-colored saree and rose blouse.

Both of us dropped the mobiles, jammed against each other with a tight hug, and started smooching sensually, wetting each other all over the mouth. I then grabbed her waist, pushed her to the wall, and continued kissing her.

As we were kissing, I rubbed my hands up from her waist to her breast. I squeezed her boobs, continuing to kiss her. Though she was all mine for the next few hours, I was desperate to see her nude. I grabbed her saree pallu over her shoulders, slid it down, and started unwinding the saree from her waist.

With my desperation, I pulled the saree out from her body. I pulled out the final bit of her saree tucked inside her petticoat and dropped it on the floor. My impatience started growing with every second passing. I turned her around and, by pressing her boobs from behind, unhooked her blouse.

I then pulled her blouse down her arms in a flash and dropped it over her saree. We both were in a rush and were getting horny to fuck each other. I wrapped my arms around her belly, went down, kissing her broad and fleshy back. I then bit one side of her bra strap, pulled it out with my teeth, and unhooked her bra.

Before I could slide down the bra strap down her arms, she turned back at me. She started to kiss me again, rolling her arms around my neck. I grabbed her waist and, by kissing her romantically, slowly untied the knot of her petticoat. Her petticoat loosened from her waist, slid down her legs and fell on the floor.

She then pushed me back, making me fall on the berth. As I lay flat, she got over me with both her legs on either side, removed her bra herself. Looking at me with a lot of lust, she blindly threw her bra back on the door. She bent down on me and started kissing and rolling her tongue over my face.

She went down my body, kissing and licking my body. As she got to my waist, she untied the towel, grabbed my dick. She stroked it, giving me a hand job. I signaled her asking her to take my dick in her mouth. She shrunk her face and said, “No. I have not done that.”

But I was itching to fuck her mouth. I took my handkerchief from my bag and asked her to use this. She took the handkerchief from me, covered my dick with it, and started to give me a blowjob. I loved the way she took my dick inside her mouth. Her mouth was not big enough for my thick dick.

Yet she managed to suck in three-fourth the length of my dick inside her mouth. I loved the feeling every time she took my dick deep inside her mouth. She gave me a tight blowjob as it kept pushing my foreskin down my dick with every push inside her mouth.

She then went down, licking the length of my dick, and briefly sucked my stiff and hardened balls. I started feeling heaven even before fucking her. I felt like I was floating in midair. She went on with the blowjob with a lot of passion for quite some time.

I enjoyed every bit of it closing my eyes, taking deep breaths, and blowing hot air off my mouth. After giving me a passionate blowjob, my dick was soggy with her saliva all over it. I don’t know what went through her mind at that point as she kissed the mouth of my dick and started sucking it directly.

I could not believe my fortune. I looked at the sight of her engulfing my dick into her mouth without any cover on it. She continued to suck my dick. I closed my eyes again in a state of unimaginable pleasure. I lay down, enjoying her blowjob second by second.

After about a minute or so, she slowly climbed up on me again, licking all over my body. As she came upon me, I was too horny. I hugged her rolled her over, got on top of her. I just randomly sucked her lips a few times lying over her. I then got up, grabbed her panty strap on both sides of her waist.

She raised her legs, ripped her panty up her legs in a flash. She then slowly lowered and spread her legs for me, showing me her dark bushy pussy. Seeing her wet black pussy lips, I had water dripping both from my mouth and my dick.

Without waiting for a second, I grabbed my dick and rubbed it over her wet pussy lips. After rubbing her pussy lips up and down a few times, I stuck the mouth of my dick on her pussy hole. We both looked at each other with my dick pressing on her pussy hole.

I then slowly pushed my dick inside her pussy. Shashi grabbed my hands tight and started to moan gently. I slowly penetrated my dick inside her cunt. I enjoyed the feel of her inner flesh so much as my dick rubbed inside her cunt. I slowly penetrated my dick deeper and deeper inside her pussy.

In a few seconds, my dick was completely immersed inside her hot, wet, and tight pussy. With my dick dipped fully inside her cunt, I started to fuck her by moving my dick back and forth inside her pussy. With every stroke of my dick inside her, I was getting hornier.

I then started fucking her hard and deep that our waists started jamming against each other. As I drilled her pussy, she got ecstatic. She raised her body, pulled me down closer to her. She rolled her arms around my back and started to moan louder and louder, scratching my back with her nails.

Her moaning sounds made me even hornier. I continued to chuck my dick inside her pussy with lots of lust and brute force. We enjoyed intense sexual intercourse for quite some time. Shashi continued to moan loud every time I stroked my dick lustily inside her juicy pussy.

But then, she suddenly stopped me by trying to push me back. I opened my eyes and asked her, “What?” with some irritation and anxiety by nodding my head. With a heavy breath, she whispered, “Wait. Wait. The train has stopped. It could be a station. People might hear us outside.”

Both of us were breathing heavily. But we continued with the same posture with my dick deep inside her pussy, waiting for the train to start. As we were getting our breath back, she smiled at me romantically. She whispered, “I love you.” I smiled back and said, “I also love you, baby.”

We giggled the moment out with a soft kiss rubbing each other’s lips sensually.
We were eagerly waiting for the train to start again. She slowly raised her arms, exposing her broad sweaty underarms. There was a big oval dark patch on her armpit. Looking at her wet underarms excited me further.

I slowly kissed her arms from her elbows, came down. I sucked her left underarm for a couple of seconds before she could react. It was rough and salty yet was yum. I went a little lower and again went up, licking her underarms. By that time, the train started.

I was immersed into her sexy rough underarms. She again alerted me that train has started. We then got back into position with my hands holding her shoulders from behind around her underarms. I slowly pulled my dick a little out from deep inside her pussy and chucked it back inside her.

She gasped, and I again continued to stroke her hard and deep. I fucked her long. After some time, she stopped me again and asked with a heavy breath, “Wait, is everything ok?” I said, “Yeah, what’s wrong?”

She said, “You guys can’t even hold your cum for a minute. We have been fucking for maybe, more than half an hour now, and you have still not ejaculated. How come?” I smiled at her with some shyness and revealed, “I had a Viagra pill today morning. Now it’s all up to you.”

She, for a second, enlarged her eyelids and then gave me a starring smile again, saying, “So, You have come well prepared, eh?” Raising her eyebrows with a smile, she rolled over, pulling out my dick from her pussy. She made me sit on the edge of the berth.

She climbed over me, grabbed my dick. She sat over it, immersing my dick completely into her cunt with her legs bent on either side of me. She then started to fuck me by jumping on my lap, strongly rubbing her inner flesh over my dick. She jammed her buttocks on my thighs, again and again.

She was holding my shoulders with her mango-sized boobs jumping up and down right in front of my face. I grabbed her waist tight, with my eyes half-closed. My eyeballs were going up and down, unable to take my sight away from her bouncing boobs.

She continued to fuck me hard, biting her lips and moaning. Her knees were hitting the backrest every time she came down on me. She slowly moved her hands from my shoulder, grabbed my head. She jammed my face between her boobs.

I enjoyed the sex with my face rubbing between her boobs and my dick rubbing the inner walls of her pussy. I could not resist my emotions. I rolled my left arm around her waist and grabbed her left boobs with the other arm. I started to lick and bite her soft breast.

I sucked her nipples passionately as if I’m going to get milk out of them. After a few minutes of intense sex and foreplay, my dick finally erupted. I felt a strong tickling sensation emerging from my balls. It traveled through the length of my dick.

The next second, my dick started spitting and splashing my semen inside Shashi’s vagina in multiple installments deep inside her pussy. Shashi realized that I was cumming inside her. She rested her buttocks tightly on my thighs. She was gleefully accepting my semen inside her cunt with her hands on her head.

As I ejaculated, I felt the extreme pleasures of sex. This time, I started moaning every time I spit my semen inside her. As I finished ejaculating, my dick became softer and shrunk in size. It slowly oozed out of Shashi’s pussy. I rested my head on the backrest and was trying to get my breath back.

Shashi slowly bent her head, rested on my chest for a few seconds. She then slowly lifted her sweat-ridden face covered with her hair stuck over her cheeks and forehead and whispered to me, “I love you. I love you so much.” We were trying to regain our breath, looking and smiling at each other.

In seconds, she cleared the hair stuck over her face, came closer, and rolled her tongue over my lips. I responded by opening my mouth and sucking her tongue deep inside. We kissed lavishly, sucking each other’s lips and saliva into our mouths for a few seconds.

She slowly withdrew her tongue from my mouth, sild herself, and lay down on the berth tired. I was also so tired that I slept beside her. Both of us lay down on the same berth sideways, facing each other. She saw me with a relieved smile on her face. By putting her hands on my cheeks, she started to rub my lips.

She then got closer to me and sucked my upper lips sensually and then my lower lips the same way. I loved the way she sucked my lips like a lollipop. I slowly tried to put my fingers between her legs by rubbing over her bush. She allowed me to do so by lifting her right leg.

I softly rubbed her wet and sticky pussy dipping my middle finger and ring finger inside her pussy. Shashi enjoyed the fingering by closing her eyes and gently moaning. As she moaned, she raised her hands above her head, once again exposing her moist underarms.

With my fingers deep inside her cunt, I slowly licked her cheeks, her lips. I came down and rolled m tongue again over her rough right underarms, sucking her sweat into my mouth. I wiped her salty underarms clean with my saliva. I slowly pulled my fingers out of her wet, hot, and stinking pussy.

I then dipped the same wet middle finger into her big hollow navel as she continued. I was too tired after the intense intercourse with Shashi. I dozed off with my face jammed on her big boobs and my middle finger deep inside her navel.

After some time, I felt her getting up, removing my fingers from her navel. I was too tired and did not respond but saw her getting dressed with half eyes opened. As she got dressed, she threw the towel on me. She asked me to lock up the door and left the coupe.

I wrapped myself in my towel, locked the door, and dozed off again. As we reached Bangalore, I went straight to the bus stop. I took a bus and returned to Chennai by afternoon on 26th February 2021.

So, friends, this was my real-life sex experience with my hot senior colleague, Shashikumari, on a moving train. I’m also delighted to share that Shashi is now 5 months pregnant with twin babies and expecting delivery in December 2021.

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[Blue Bull]

Udipi Dare
(Wife's surprise gift to husband 10,000 miles away.)
Genre:  Exhibitionist & Voyeur
By: aurelius1982
Created: 14.08.2013

Note: Udipi is a kind of sub-cuisine of India. In Bombay, udipi restaurants are cheap and ubiquitous, and are known for their prompt delivery.


My wife gave me the best birthday gift ever when I was 10,000 miles away from her. And it was a total surprise. For me. For her too, it was partly surprising. Let me explain.

I was in Atlanta for a short term project. She was in Bombay. We were on Skype that day like almost everyday. I was up at 5 AM to get ready to go to work after talking to her. In India, it was 2:30 PM. We had been online for about 15 minutes. She had sung happy birthday for me and we had exchanged notes about our days. She was working from home that day. Had finished up a call a while back and had ordered food from our usual udipi delivery place for a late lunch.

"Anyway, I haven't showered all day and it's hot so I feel sticky. I'll just take a quick shower. Won't be five minutes. Stay there."

"Wait, won't the....."

I started to remind her about the food she had told me she had ordered. But she kept the laptop on the couch and was gone. So I sat there waiting for her to return. I stared at the screen for a while. The camera was pointed towards the living room passage that led to the front door. In a couple of minutes I got bored so I changed windows and started checking Google News.

That's when there was a sound of the doorbell ringing from the speakers so I switched back to Skype.

"Coming!" I heard her say off camera.

I watched the screen nonchalantly, making a note to tell her that she had rushed away before I could remind her about the food. And then I sat up straight. Bolt upright!

My wife scampered towards the door wrapped in a big towel, her hair completely wet. That's when suspicion began to creep up on me. Was she? Could she? Nahhh! Whenever I had suggested it in the past, she had summarily shot me down.

She adjusted the towel, tucked it under her arm and opened the door. It was the usual delivery guy, a scrawny old man in a wifebeater and discolored khakhi shorts. He seemd a little taken aback seeing her in a towel. But he didn't say anything. He offered her what looked like two pretty big bags of food. Why did she need all that food.

"Thank you." she said, taking one bag in each hand. Then she turned around and rapidly started walking towards the couch. I saw her move her left arm slightly. And sure enough. It happened. The towel started to unravel.

"Oh no!" she said loudly and made it seem like she was trying to stop it from falling. But there were bags in both her hands. Ah, now I understood the reason behind the big order. So it was clearly by design. The towel fell around her feet.

The old man's eyes had gone as wide as TV screens and his mouth was open as he stared at the naked ass and back of my wife.

She seemed to have rehearsed the whole thing because she put on a very convincing act of being stunned by the situation. She bent down in the knee and "tried" to pick up the towel. But of course, there was a bag of food in her hand. It slipped out and a bunch of smaller plastic bags rolled out. The udipi place wasn't fancy enough to afford boxes so they sent curries and such in plastic bags tied with strings.

"Shit!" she said, and instinctively tried to stop one of the rolling bags with her left foot.

The foot landed on the bag instead and she slipped and started falling. Plus the bag burst and I saw sambar spread everywhere on the carpet. She brought her hands forward to break the fall, forgetting that the other bag was in her right hand. So she fell on her hands and knees but her right knee landed on top of the bag. The weight burst the smaller curry bags inside it too. And a second later, my wife was on all fours, naked, with a small puddle of various curries all around her.

What was the old delivery guy doing you ask? He was just staring goggle eyed. I doubt he had ever had such an experience. "Pizza dares" may be common in the West but in India, they were almost unheard of. here he was, getting a close look at a beautiful young woman's naked ass and tits.

She started getting up but made the mistake of turning and reaching for the towel before she was fully up. Her foot slipped on the spilled curry and this time she landed flat on her ass, although not hard enough to hurt. Now she was sitting naked, flat on her feet, and facing the old man, giving him a full frontal look at her shaved pussy and her boobs. And I am sure there was curry sticking to her ass. There was silence for a few more seconds as the old man kept staring and my wife now seemed genuinely stunned.

Finally the old man came to his senses and took a couple of tentative steps inside the house,

"Memsaab, are you okay?" he asked, still maintaining a respectful distance.

"Yes, I am fine." she said.

She got on her knees and crawled a few feet, this time mindful not to step in the puddle of food and stood up. The towel was soaked in the curries too.She picked it up and looked at it. Couldn't wrap that around herself now. But she did hold it in front of her to finally stop exhibiting herself to the old man. He politely looked away and turned around.

"How much is it?" she asked, wiping her hands on the towel.

"Huh?"

"The bill. For the food."

"Oh!" he said. "185 rupees."

She finally looked at my camera, smiled and blew a kiss at me. Then she said to me in English (her conversation with the old man had been in Hindi),

"You are getting wayyyyyyyyy more than I had planned."

"What?" the old man asked.

"Nothing." she said to him in Hindi. She reached for her purse and took out two hundred rupees. She walked to the old man and and said, "Here."

He stretched out his hand and she gave him the money.

"Keep the change." she said.

He nodded and started walking out. Before he stepped out the door, he couldn't help but turn around and take a peek. But she was still holding the towel in front of her. He left, she closed the door, and we both started laughing.

==THE END==

[Blue Bull]

The Kaftan

(Indian wife, laid off, bored at home, with a special kaftan.)

Genre:  Loving Wives

By: aurelius1982

I stared at the last message in the text chain with my wife Ritu for the thousandth time in 45 minutes.

- changing into The Kaftan! xoxo

I tried her cell for the 4th time in 10 minutes. I had given her half an hour. She should have sent at least an "ok" by now. But at 45 minutes, I was officially starting to worry. I picked up the keys and ran to my car. I would call my boss and client and cancel the meetings tomorrow while driving home, which was 3 hours away. I was a bundle of nervous energy, a bizarre combination of trepidation and arousal. It had all happened so fast. Or at least it seemed that way.

In reality, it started a while ago. To be precise, eight months ago. The ball was set off by two almost simultaneous career events for us in our mid 30s. My wife was laid off from her longtime job, and had no other offers in hand. And I had been promoted, which meant we were financially okay, but it meant dividing my time between two cities that were three hours away. It also happened to be the time our son Che turned 12 and built such an active extra-curricular life and friends circle for himself, that it felt like we only saw him when he had to sleep or eat, and sometimes not even that. He got that from his mom whose picture albums from childhood sports events and competitions and award functions almost filled a room in her parents' home.

So Ritu, by nature a very hyperactive and type A person, for the first time in her life, found herself with a lot of free time. We had an arranged marriage a couple of years after college when we were both in the same city in similar tech companies. The story of a million 21st century Indian couples unfolded the same was for us. Long hours at work, long commutes, early morning or late night or weekend conference calls, release deadlines, paid leaves that go untaken etc.

In the middle of this, you're trying to get to know the stranger you were married off to just because they are from the right caste, not bad to look at, and have a well paying job. Get to know them physically as well as emotionally. But before you know it, your parents' constant demands for grandchildren start weighing on you. And the conventional "the earlier you have one, the better it is for the mother" wisdom. So by the time the pregnancy happens, even after a year or two of technically being husband and wife, you are no closer personally than a couple in the western world would be on their 7th date.

From the time we got pregnant to the time Che announced that he did not want a party for his 11th birthday, just treat his friends at the mall, the dozen years are a blur. Ritu and I were together in the journey, earning the dough, and turning it into bread and also climbing corporate ladders. But more like business partners from a corporate merger than spouses. Or maybe that's what arranged marriage is. A corporate merger of sorts. The due diligence is very similar.

But enough of social commentary. Let's get to the good part. Cut to about seven months ago.

"Sorry, I better take this." I said as I saw Ritu was calling for a third time in the middle of my meeting, even after I declined the previous two. My colleagues nodded as I swivelled the chair away, crouched down, and answered.

"The fucking kitchen sink is leaking again! I told Shafi there was a bigger problem!"

Ritu's voice was so loud that I am sure the entire room heard it even without the speakerphone.

"I'm in a meeting, honey." I said, with forced patience. She had worked in this industry until a month ago. She should know better. What could I do about the plumbing from 3 hours away?

"Yeah, I know. But I need you to call them right after and yell at them in your jatt voice that..."

That's when the conference room door opened, and another colleague came rushing in.

"Sorry sorry sorry everyone! So sorry! Got stuck in traffic!" she said.

I nodded, as did others. Ritu's voice on the phone, after this interruption, went from angry to chilly.

"Is that Denise?"

"Yeah." I said.

"Can't be a very important meeting if she can waltz in late. Or does she get special consideration because she threw herself at you?"

"Not now, Ritu. I'll yell at Shafi. Bye."

And I hung up, not rising to the bait. The meeting resumed.

When I got out of it, I was like a volcano waiting to burst. The month that Ritu had been laid off had easily been the most acrimonious time of our marriage. She simply was not used to sitting at home. And she did spend a lot of time volunteering with a rescue shelter, she still missed the adrenaline rush of the corporate chase. She was getting annoyed at the smallest of things and yelling way more than ever before.

Part of it had been resurrecting the Denise issue. Which wasn't even that much of an issue. Two years ago at a corporate retreat, Denise and I had shared a drunken kiss on the dance floor, surrounded by our equally drunk colleagues. There might have been some vigorous groping too. It was a moment of weakness for me. As a good looking and in-shape guy, I am used to attention from Indian female colleagues. I had never let it go beyond casual flirting, because honestly, who had the time for an affair? I barely got time to sleep with my wife, and she was a knockout still.

Denise though was white, recently transferred from the company's Sweden office. A tall shapely friendly Sacndinavian beauty a decade younger caressing my tricep and tucking her hair behind her ears, and laughing too hard at my dad jokes...that was a whole other temptation. I only succumbed to it for a minute at that party, very drunk. And even then, I pulled away after that minute, rebuffed any further advances. She slipped a room key into my pocket. It stayed in my pocket.

My mistake was not telling Ritu about it right away. Like right right away. I woke up to an angry call at 8 AM, with a horrible hangover.

"You fucked Denise?" icy chill.

"What? No! Who the fuck..."

It was pointless asking who told her. There had been a few dozen people at that party, many of whom knew Ritu from our common industry. I could think of four women instantly who might have tattled to her.

"Ritu, listen to me. I did not have sex with Denise. All that happened was a drunken kiss in a moment of weakness. And I pulled away. And that was it. It meant nothing."

"She did not give you her room key?"

"She did. I did not use it. I swear, honey. Just an impulsive drunk kiss. Meant nothing."

"So you will get away with anything if you say it meant nothing?"

You get this gist. It was a fight that lasted a few weeks. Only an apology from Denise along with the sworn promise that nothing happened nor will ever happen finally put the issue to bed two years ago. And we moved on. Or so I had thought.

Now it seemed like what bothered Ritu more than my being away most of the month was that Denise was on the same project. Or maybe that Denise was still gainfully employed (and had risen faster than usual) while she was twiddling her thumbs at home. She started making snide Denise comments again. That added to my own stress and annoyance.

So when I called Shafi, our gated community's maintenance in-charge, I took it all out on him.

"Shafi! You motherfucker...does my wife have nothing better to do than deal with sinks every other day? You are fucking ruining my whole..."

Again, you get the gist. I really let him have the full fury of my jatt rage. He didn't argue back, but did not sound pleased. And later, when I cooled down, I felt bad about it. It wasn't Shafi's fault. It was the damn builder's fault. Another typical Indian white collar thing we had done was buy as fancy and as expensive a house as our salaries could permit. A high end gated community with its own dedicated staff for everything. It worked exactly as advertised for about 5 years.

Then the mediocre quality of the builder's work started revealing itself. Maintenance folks started getting swamped with requests as something or the other kept breaking down. Shafi, in his early 20s, was the "boss" of a 3 person team constantly trouble-shooting some 40 houses which kept having new breakdowns almost everyday. The quality of their work and response rates were bound to suffer.

After making a mental note to call up Shafi after work and apologize, I got back to work. A lot of work. In the middle of that, I got a text from Ritu.

- Sink ok now. Thanks. Sorry for yelling. I was a little drunk.

I had no idea if my wife was making a sarcastic Denise reference or if she was serious about being drunk at 3 PM. Either was possible. Being home alone for lunch everyday, with me at work at Che at college, she had started having a glass of wine or two just to help her calm down. Which I didn't think much of. I often had a glass of wine with business lunches. But what I noticed on my last visit home was that the wine shelf was a lot emptier than just a drink or two per day would indicate. I did not bring it up. But it did seem like Ritu had started to drink more than usual to cope with her situation.

"Sorry I was such a bitch." she guiltily grinned that night when I videocalled her from my service apartment.

"It's okay honey, I understand."

"You must have really let Shafi have it. He came way quicker than I expected. Usually they take at least 24 hours."

"Yeah, I should apologize."

"No need to apologize and all. It's his job. Besides he was kind of rude and also a little creepy, though he did fix the sink."

"What? Creepy?"

"Little creepy, nothing drastic. For a little while I was wearing just my robe and my body was half wet and I caught him leering at me."

"You were wearing just your robe and your...what???"

"Hehe." she giggled. "After yelling at you, I got in a bubble bath with a bottle of wine..."

Notice she said bottle not glass. She continued,

"...bottle of wine and candles and I was nicely buzzed with the doorbell rang. I thought it was one of the bath salts I had ordered, so just threw on a robe and ran to the door. But it was Shafi, with his tool trolley. Said he was here at your orders. Looked a bit sulky, not his usual smiling self."

I imagined how my wife's voluptuous body, right out of a bath, must have looked with just a robe wrapped around it. It seemed like the start of a million porn videos. The handyman and the frustrated housewife just out of a bath.

"Anyway, while he went to the kitchen, I was walking to the bedroom to dry up and get dressed. When I noticed his reflection in the display shelf on my way, I saw he was just staring at me."

"At your butt probably."

"Shut up!"

"What? It is not news to you that men admire your butt all the time. You put it in a damp robe and of course a guy is going to stare, especially if he thinks you are facing away from him."

"Yeah. Well, anyway, I got dressed and came out. And watched his work and told him all my theories and suggestions..."

Ritu's analytical decision making mental energy, unused without a job, had found its outlet in plumbing research. She had been reading a lot of forums and watching videos since these troubles started with the kitchen recently. And given her outspoken and opinionated nature, she did not feel shy sharing her thoughts with the maintenance staff, especially Shafi. From what I heard, the sexist pigs were not thrilled by a woman backseat driving their work, although men do it all the time.

"He was half listening and, well, subtly checking me out still!"

"What were you wearing?"

"Jeans, simple t-shirt. Nothing skimpy. And again, nothing blatant or past the line. But coming close to the line. Like looking away from my face to my chest for a noticeable split second. Things like that."

"Hope that didn't add to your stress."

"Hehe, honestly, it relieved it. Maybe it was the tipsiness from the wine. The fact that I had spent half a minute with him naked under my robe. Also, well, he isn't someone a woman would kick out of bed. Hehehe."

I don't know about the afternoon, but Ritu was definitely drunk that night. I could not imagine her making such a comment off-hand. It was so out of character from her Type A always in charge almost headmistress-like personality that I felt a little turned on.

"Maybe you should cash in your free pass on him then!" I said, impulsively.

There was a short pause and then she said,

"Yeah, you'd like that wouldn't you? Use it up on some random plumber fellow. No, I am going to save it up for some hunky billionaire VC to fund my start-up. Maybe on his yacht."

This was one of those things that neither of us were sure about it being a joke or a taunt or something even remotely serious. In the aftermath of Denisegate, this following conversation had happened two years ago.

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"You keep saying it meant nothing, like it's okay. What if I fuck a guy and say it meant nothing?"

I was so frustrated with the fights by then that I blurted out,

"Fine! Do it! Call it a free pass. If that is what it takes, do it."

She glared at me and laughed sarcastically.

"Yeah, right, as if your male ego could handle me even kissing a guy."

"I am serious, Ritu. I messed up with the kiss. I have said all I can say. I have apologized. Multiple times. If you sleeping with someone will get you over this, go for it!"

Ritu had the exact same look as she did during poker nights with friends when she went all in on a bluff and someone called.

"Yeah, well, it's the least you can do!" she sulked. The argument continued on other fronts.

----

After that, occasionally, Ritu would bring up the free pass in a jocular way. Like if a good looking guy walked by at the mall, she would be like, umm, free pass material. As time went by, it became more of a joke. I started using it too. This was one such time. And she seemed to be in a good mood. So I continued.

"Hey, if that's the only thing stopping you, I will give you two free passes. Use this on Shafi."

"No thank you. Anyway, Che had some new from his tennis coach that he wanted to share. So I will take the laptop to his room."

"Okay". And I started catching up on my son's exploits.

A couple of months went by. Ritu's outbursts grew less frequent, but I could see she was still having a hard time coping with being unemployed. To make matters worse, she was even "let go" from the shelter where she had been volunteering after a fight with the woman in charge. I could sense her slipping when I was home. She was trying her best to be upbeat, but this languid housewife was not the woman I had married.

I also started wondering about how much she was drinking when alone. Much of it had to be during the daytime, because when we did our nightly video calls, she was mostly sober, and never more than a little buzzed, which I too was at the end of a workday. But clearly the bottles were going somewhere. And then levels of whiskey, vodka, gin bottles started dropping way faster than unusual. I considered the possibility that maybe my 12 year old son was sneaking some stuff. But when newer bottles started replacing them without my buying, it was clearly Ritu. That worried me.

So I started calling more and more often during the workday. I even told my boss, who knew Ritu well, that we were having troubles with the long distance adjustment, so I needed to take breaks in between, even if it meant staying back at the office longer. These calls helped somewhat with her mood, but not with my worries about her drinking. She had gone from just sipping a small glass of wine to downing tall drinks of scotch during our half hour calls.

I still did not bring it up. Although we were like business partners in a merger in many ways, I still knew my wife well enough to know that she was not an alcoholic. Once she got a job, this would end. It was just a phase. Let her enjoy her drink for now, I thought.

It was during one such drunken daytime video chat that the next chapter of this saga occured. I was a little tipsy too, because I had returned from lunch with clients visiting from Texas and those people love their lunch cocktails.

"You are so hot! And looking particularly hot right now!" I said. Because, she actually did not, and that's what a husband tries to do when he is making his wife feel better. She was in a t-shirt she had been wearing for 3 days straight. And wrinkled pyjamas. She looked like a mess.

"Thank you honey, I miss you!" she took a sip of scotch at 2:30 pm and said. "We should go back to Seychelles when you get time."

After our honeymoon, the only couples vacation we had managed to take was a week at the island resort a couple of years ago. It was also meant to be a reboot vacation from Denise-gate.

"You still have The Kaftan?" I smiled wryly.

"Of course! Although I can tell it's going to fall apart soon."

Which brings us to another flashback. During that trip, Ritu had bought a kaftan from a beach shack to wear over her swimsuit. And I just totally fell in love with how hot she looked in it. It was short, a little above mid-thigh. It was just semi transparent enough to give a hint of the curves underneath, and even let you guess the color of the swimsuit. But did not give away the farm. And it hugged her ample curves beautifully. So I insisted that she wear that cheap flimsy thing as much as possible in Seychelles, indoors and outdoors. And we had more quality sex in that week than we did in the previous year.

Since then, in some intimate moments, I had my wife reprise those memories by throwing on the kaftan. I thought this was one such moment, although we have never used it in video chat. And clearly my wife thought the same. Because she skipped away from the screen, and then reappeared wearing the kaftan instead of those slobby Kevin Smith clothes.

"That's what I am talking about! Now, I am going to..."

That's when I heard the doorbell from the laptop.

"Just a sec! Probably a package." Ritu said and disappeared from the screen again. I could hear some faint voices from the living room.

She reappeared a minute later with a strange look on her face. Before I could ask, she said,

"It's Shafi. He needs to check some things in our bathroom, because the Agarwal's bathroom below us is leaking." she took her seat in front of the laptop and took another sip of scotch.

I wondered if Shafi had smelt nooze on her breath in the middle of the afternoon. While she was in this very sexy kaftan.

"Did he check you out again?" I asked.

"Obviously! I'm sure he now thinks I just roam around the house undressed. The robe last time and now this. I need to stop assuming that every doorbell is a flipkart delivery."

"Haha. Did he say anything?" it was an idle thought.

"Nothing inappropriate, but his eyes were roving a lot more. But that's just what he does now." she shrugged. And then a wry smile spread across her face.

"Ritu!" I said in a playful tone. "What do you mean by that?"

"It's...I don't know...nothing really. After that time with the robe, whenever I pass him around the complex, I think I sense a kind of...desire...in his eyes."

"All men desire you, honey."

"No, this is different. This seems more personal. Not a random appreciative glance."

"So he has the hots for you. Who doesn't?"

"You don't get it. Forget it!" she sighed in annoyance. "Anyway, I should change into regular clothes while...YES??"

She stopped mid-sentence and then disappeared from the room again. I had heard Shafi's voice in the background. I assumed he was leaving so she would be back soon. She did.

Contd.....

[Blue Bull]

"Okay, he is gone. Where were we?" she seductively said. And we resumed our amorous conversations.

Later that day, I was alone in my service apartment, having a couple of drinks when finally a thought that was buzzing around in my head formed itself. Ritu looked so hot in that kaftan. You could make out the shape of her body and even sense her underwear. She knew this. She went to the door. She always checks who it is from the peephole. She would have seen Shafi. She could have just walked back in, thrown on regular clothes, and then opened the door. But she had opened it like that. And stayed like that. Surely the energetic young man had noticed what any man would notice.

Why this uncharacteristic behavior from my usually very cautious wife? This wasn't like her. And that's when I started thinking, how much do I really know her? Had we been together over a decade or just 7 dates in modern terms? Maybe it was the alcohol and the depression from being laid off. Maybe it was eagerness to get back to video sex with me. Maybe it was just an impulse.

But could it be a consciously carried out impulse? Did she want to exhibit herself to that young man as a way to titillate her mind? This thought did not exactly consume me, but it kept running in the back of my mind for the week before I returned home. Coincidentally, I passed Shafi in the lobby as I was walking in with my suitcase. He saw me, smiled, waved, and then turned and walked away looking at his phone. Almost as if avoiding me.

And then later that night, after Che had graced us with his presence for a full hour without playing video games, I got in bed with Ritu about to mention Shafi when she brought him up cryptically,

"Shafi has been sort of...around a lot more."

"He came home again? What was it this time?"

"No no, he did not come home. I just see him around a lot whenever I step out or sit in the balconies. Maybe I've just started noticing him more now. But there will be at least once a day I see him, we make eye contact, he waves, I wave."

"You have a stalker!" I half joked.

"That is a bit harsh. But he definitely has a crush on me." she said, and I saw a blush and a smile.

"Looks like it is reciprocated!" I said and instantly bit my tongue. This was sure to get her annoyed and then throw Denise taunts at me.

So I was very surprised when she blushed even more and said,

"It's just thoughts."

"What thoughts?"

"I don't know. I am not some sperm sowing male like you. I don't know how crushes work with you guys. With us, it's just some idle thoughts."

"Fantasies?"

"Not full blown fantasies." she sat up, finished her 3rd drink of the night.

"Then?"

"More like rambling self-pleasing thoughts. It is an ego boost to have a good looking guy maybe fifteen years younger than me looking at me like that. Like a MILF. I didn't even realize when I went from his age to mine. And plus you know...I love you...but...arranged is arranged. This attention is just... don't know...I am rambling."

And then she buried her face in my chest. I was amused and intrigued.

"It's cute, honey. And understandable."

This side of Ritu turned me on and we both started getting frisky with each other and before we knew it, I was inside her. That whole weekend, between the little time that our son decided to spend with us, we were either making out or having sex. And the Shafi spectre hung right there over us, not fully addressed despite our few conversations.

A more mature and secure couple might have discussed this festering situation head on. Our community's maintenance guy, who literally had the keys to our house, was making subtle but noticeable advances at my wife. And my wife also felt something about him. But neither of us did, even though it was obvious. Again, we were being more like business partners in a merger, leaving the difficult decisions to the other side if possible.

Another week went by. I started thinking more and more about Shafi. And about how Ritu's reaction to my teasing was not to take offense but to banter along. I also noticed that every time she had a Shafi "encounter", her mood was noticeably better. That might have played a part in what I did next. Another impulse. Because despite all these thoughts, I did not actually view Shafi as a genuine threat. He worked for us. Either of us could call the RWA and get him fired. So he was classified in my mind, at least consciously, as a low-risk guy for my wife to tease and get her aroused, and me to reap the rewards.

"An hour way." I called Ritu from the usual spot as I drove home for the next week.

"Okay. I am making green beans today." I could hear kitchen sounds in the background.

"Che hates them so obviously..."

"Yes, dinner and sleepover at the Nairs again." she said and I heard the faucet being turned on. "Is this just normal for 12 year old boys? This was not my life at 12."

"Well, when it comes to boys..."

"Oh crap!" Ritu said. "The sink is draining slowly."

The kitchen sink. Which started it all. I kept staring at the road silently, waiting for her to say something more. She stayed quiet too. We both knew what we were thinking.

"Call Shafi." I finally said.

"Right now? I can call him tomorrow when you are here. It's draining slowly but there is nothing leaking. We can wait till tomorrow." she said. It was as if she was again punting a decision to me. Giving me an out. I felt annoyed by it, so to return her favor, I said,

"Your call."

She was quiet for a couple of seconds before saying,

"The last time it slowed like this, it started leaking in 2 days, so better to..."

"Yeah, better safe than sorry, right? If you feel like it, you should call him. I will be there soon anyway. But it's up to you."

"Okay. I will do it."

She hung up and I kept driving and thinking about the possibilities. Barely had I started thinking when she called back in a few minutes.

"He is coming up soon."

"Okay. Good." I said and then added at the last minute. "What are you wearing?"

"Che just left. Regular clothes."

"Change into The Kaftan so you are in it when I walk in the door."

Small pause.

"Later or right now before he comes?"

Now it was my turn to pause.

"Right now is fine. He has seen you in it anyway, so not like he will be scandalized."

"But...ok." the question she left unasked was obvious. What if he takes it as a sign and tries something? A natural question for a woman to ask. I still didn't think it would go beyond him staring and then me having a great night with her.

She hung up and I sped up a little more, wanting to reach my home fast to benefit from the warm sexy feeling that the young plumber seemed to generate in my wife. I kept waiting for a call with an update. But ten minutes went by and then twenty. I got off the highway and entered our city. And then called her.

The phone rang. And rang. Several rings until I thought it would go unanswered. When it suddenly was.

"Hey! Where are you?"

"What happened with Shafi?"

"How far are you?"

"About fifteen minutes away."

"I'll just tell you when you get home, please. I need another tall drink. Okay?"

And then she hung up. So clearly something had happened. And she needed "another" tall drink, which meant she had already had one. The time it took me to get home seemed like an eternity. I was practically sprinting out of my car when I got there.

I opened the door and Ritu was still in The Kaftan, sprawled on the couch, drinking gin straight from the bottle. She looked at me with a frowning face.

"Your wife just got groped and kissed."

I found that confirmation at once disturbing and relieving. Disturbing because it had clearly gone beyond just teasing and she sounded quite drunk. Relief because she seemed fine, just a little nervous.

"Are you okay?" I gently put my arm around her.

"Physically, yeah, fine. Just a little...disoriented."

"What happened?"

"After you told me to wear this, I first took a couple of shots to calm my nerves. Then I went to change. I wore a tank top and panties under it. Then had a couple of more shots before he came. I think I might have a drinking problem." she said even as she took another swig. I could see the tank top was still there, but I didn't notice any panties.

"So what did Shafi do as soon as you opened the door?"

"He saw what I was wearing and his eyes went up for a second before he said namaste and then just went straight to the kitchen. No staring or anything. Like he barely even noticed my dress. Maybe it was the alcohol but I felt ignored after how he has been staring at me in recent months. So I walked to the kitchen and stood a few feet from him. He glanced at me once and started working on the sink."

"And did.."

"Just let me finish what I am trying to say. This is not easy to say to you." she snapped.

"Okay, go on."

"He got up in a couple of minutes saying the problem was just in one section and he had fixed it and the drain should be good now. I didn't expect him to finish so soon so I didn't know what to say next. He asked me, 'should I go or do you want me to stay?' and I said what do you mean."

She paused. I thought about asking a question, but it didn't seem like the right moment. Sure enough, she continued.

"His face got all serious and he said, listen memsaab, I am a lower middle class guy and I don't know your rich foreign travel world. So maybe I am reading things wrong. It seems like you feel attracted to me just like I am attracted to you. Like you are giving me signals with all these foreign clothes."

"Foreign clothes!" I couldn't help but say and chuckle.

"I was flustered at his direct question. I did not know what to say. Then I noticed he was slowly coming towards me. I looked up at him. He asked me again, should I leave or stay? I wanted to tell him to leave but my mouth refused to form the words. He waited a few seconds and when I didn't tell him to leave, he stepped up and...he hugged me. Weird kind of tight hug. But it felt very nice. Sorry, but you will understand given all your times with Denise." she ended with another dangling bait.

"All my times? Just one time."

"Anyway, he hugged, we kissed, he then groped a bit. I also got caught up in the moment. It did not mean anything. And then I rebuffed his further advances." she was almost parroting my Denise excuses.

"You were in the kitchen the whole time?"

"No, we moved to the living room after a few minutes of...you know?"

"I don't know. Tell me in detail!"

"How can I tell you such things in detail? it's weird!"

"This is too little. Did you have sex?"

"Actual intercourse, no."

"Then?"

"Can't you just take me to the bedroom and fuck me first?" she said, pointing to the tent in my pants.

Great point, I thought, and soon we were both naked and in bed. And right after entering her and hearing her usual happy sigh, I asked,

"Did he get under your clothes?"

"Under. Out of." she hungrily answered with her eyes closed. The remaining conversation on this topic happened in fits and bursts during sex.

"What all did he do?"

"Kissed. Not bad. Groped my boobs, first over the kaftan and then under. Then other stuff."

"What other stuff?"

"Touching, fondling, kissing, you know...he has a nice muscular body. He took his clothes off completely."

"Any more stuff?"

There was a very long break of groans and moans before she finally answer,

"He fingered me. And I jacked him off a little."

"How do you jack someone off a little?"

"As in my hands were on his dick maybe just two minutes in the end."

"And his hands?"

"Everywhere."

"Everywhere?"

"Almost everywhere."

"Did you cum?"

"Yes. Slightly. With his fingers. So then I felt obligated to jack him off. Didn't take too long."

"Did you swallow?" she never swallowed mine, so that question took precedence over how she came 'slightly'.

"Ewww! No! He came on my butt." and then she blushed again.

"He did not want to do more?"

"He did. But I made him leave after that. I swear. Nothing more. Told him you were almost home. That made him leave extra fast."

"So you were both naked in the end?"

"He was. I was not, fully. He took my panties off. And then rolled up the kaftan. And we were here, all limbs interlocked, for a little while. After he came on my butt..."

"Were you already on your knees?"

"No, he made me turn around and get on my knees."

Somehow that sentence had a huge impact. That just an hour ago or less, not only had our handyman gotten to third base with my wife, but had also felt powerful enough to order her to get on her knees. And how she must have looked with the white jizz on her big creamy buttocks.

"Get on your knees."

She did, and I watched the round bubble butt that had been the landing site of Shafi's semen. I shoved my dick back into her pussy and pounded her hard for a while and decided to save all other questions for later.

== ==

[Blue Bull]

My Sexy Neighbor, Swati

By: shyam_1573

I am here with a new fiction about my hot 30 years slim and sexy neighbor, Swati.

She was married to Rajesh 2 years back. But it was a month since they rented an apartment just next to mine. Rajesh was working as a sales executive in a pharma company. He was a smart and handsome good looking man. Swati was very pretty, slim 5’6” tall with perfect assets.

She worked as a manager in a reputed bank. They had not yet planned to have a child. So they were a nice happy couple enjoying life to the fullest. I was staying alone. My wife had left me early to be with God and my kids have settled abroad after their studies.

I used to meet them every now and then. Soon we became good friends. We used to always met for drinks and dinners every weekend. There was a strange feeling I had that Swati used to check me out. Though I was 52, I had maintained myself well physically by a regular gym and walks.

Whenever Swati used to see me in the lift or anywhere her smiles used to be big and her eyes used to gleam on seeing me. I did take that as a hint that she liked me. But I had never thought that something so wild will happen one day. I am going to narrate that now.

It was a rainy Saturday evening in July. The rains had played havoc since morning. The streets were flooded and to worsen the situation the electricity got cut for safety reasons. My phone buzzed with a message. It was from Swati, “Hi, Ravi are you home?” I replied, “What happen Swati? Are you not well?”

“No, I am good but very scared because the electricity is gone off. Rajesh is not in town. This thunder is adding to my fear. Ravi, can you come over to my place? I have made chicken and it is enough for both of us. Please don’t say no,” she pleaded to me.

How could I refuse to help a pretty woman like Swati? So I replied, “Ok, I will be there in 10 minutes. I will bring some red wine along with me.” She just sent me a happy smiley. I changed into fresh clothes and dabbed perfume. Soon I was ringing her doorbell.

I had switched on the torch so she could see me through the eye hole. Swati opened the door. She was in her casual t-shirt and shorts. Though there wasn’t enough light to see her clearly she was looking very hot.

“Thank you so much, Ravi. I get terrified of darkness and over that these loud thundering made me shiver.”

“Hey, Swati you don’t have to thank me, after all, we are neighbors. We should help each other.”

I followed her to the living room where she had lit some candles. It was looking very romantic. But I wondered why would she want to have such a romantic atmosphere for a man as mature as me. Little did I know that this electricity failure was just an excuse for her to get me into her house.

Her mind had other plans actually. We sat on the dining table and I poured wine in two glasses.

“Cheers, Ravi. It was really sweet of you to come here. I called Rajesh. It was he who suggested to call you over till the lights came back.”

“Cheers Swati. Good, you called me over. Don’t know when the electricity will come back and I wasn’t doing anything important.”

We sipped our drinks and talked about various topics. Our conversation went to each other’s personal life after a few drinks down. Our chats started to move to each other’s sex life.

“I am happy with my sex life with Rajesh. But I am kind of not too satisfied with his sexual habits. He just cares about his climax he never pays attention to my satisfaction or my desires. I love lots of oral but Rajesh finds that too dirty. So it’s like ‘wham bam, thank you, mam’.”

“He just turns over and sleeps off once he is done. He doesn’t even bother to know if I am satisfied or not” I could see her eyes getting moist. She asked me “How about you, Ravi? You have been single for 4 years. How do you manage to fulfill your sexual desires alone?”

I gulped the rest of the wine in my glass before I replied to her. “Well, since my wife passed away I have never had any physical sex with anyone. I have been self-satisfying myself as I have no other choice. Do I, Swati?” My eyes went moist while saying that and she could see it in that dim candlelight.

“Oh so sorry Ravi, I never wanted to hurt you by asking that. Please forgive me.” She held my hand in her soft hand and slowly started to press it. Soon she pulled her chair next to mine and held my face in her soft hands.

“Look at me, Ravi. See I know you miss your wife but I think you have more options in life. You are a good looking handsome man. I am sure you will find another partner to spend the rest of your life.”

“Is that a joke, Swati? I am 52 now do you think any woman will want to spend her life with a man as old as me. Not possible Swati”

“Who said you are old? Trust me, I found you very attractive for your age when I saw you for the first time. I had fallen for you immediately. I was wondering if a man as matured as you, who looks so handsome at this age, how good he must be in bed.” I skipped a heartbeat when she said that.

I guess the wine was playing on her mind. I knew she used to check me out whenever she got a chance. I found her very attractive too. So it was now or never kind of situation for me. My mind was racing, “Will this work?”

“I guess we should eat. It’s 10 pm already and you must be hungry, Ravi.”

That brought me back to earth. I smiled at her.

“Yes, I think we should.”

“I will heat the chicken and rice. It will not take long.”

“Should I help you with something?”

“No please, I will manage it alone. You be here and enjoy your drink.”

I could see her ass wriggling in that dim light of the candle. It gave me an instant hard-on. It’s not that I had never seen her in shorts. But the situation and atmosphere made her sexier than always. I guessed calling me over for darkness was just a reason for her to get alone time with me.

I suddenly heard a loud scream coming from the kitchen and it was Swati. I rushed to the kitchen. She was on the floor holding her ankle and she was in a lot of pain.

“Oh my god, what happened to you, Swati?”

“Damn this crockery unit it has always troubled me here in the kitchen. Today being dark I banged my ankle, oh god, it is so painful.”

I sat on the floor and placed her foot on my lap. I massaged her ankle but she was in a lot of pain. So I picked her in my hands and took her to the living room sofa. Rushed to the kitchen to see if there some ice left. Luckily I found 4 cubes. I wrapped them in my handkerchief and reached the living room again.

I pulled the chair opposite her placed her foot again on my lap. Gave her some cold fermentation for 15 minutes slowly massaged her ankle while doing that.

“Wow, Ravi you are an expert the pain is almost gone now. Thanks.”

She started to stand up to go to the kitchen I asked her.

“Where are you going?”

“I am going to the kitchen to warm the food.”

“No way. You sit here I will do all that.”

“No, Ravi you are guest how can you do all this.”

“Come on, Swati. I am a single man and I know how to cook. So relax on this chair and have a drink. Let me get the food warmed. I will be back soon.”

She just gave me a lovely smile when I made her sit on the chair. I was busy warming the chicken and rice when I felt a hand wrapping around my waist. It did shock me for a few seconds but soon I found it familiar. It was Swati. I turned around to scold her for getting up.

But she never gave me a chance. She kissed my lips with my face in her hands. My mind went blank at this. She never stopped kissing me. Soon I responded to her kisses though I knew it was wrong. She softly sucked my lips and pushed her tongue inside my mouth.

I took it willingly. Our saliva was mixing well while our tongues were playing a weird war inside our mouths. We kissed for so long that it felt like an eternity for me. It had been years for me to feel the soft lips of a woman as hot as Swati.

“Hey, Swati what is on your mind?”

“Nothing, Ravi. I am just expressing what I have been feeling for you since the first day I saw you. Today is the day I would like to show you. Just don’t stop me today please, Ravi.”

Her words worked like magic on me this time. I was holding her face between my hands and kissing her like teenagers on the first date. We were so close to each other that the air didn’t have much space to flow between us. I could feel her body burning.

Her perky tits were poking into my hairy chest. My hands were roaming on her slender back softly. She was pressing her body into mine very hard. Her muffled moans were turning me on making my manhood very hard. I could feel it poking into her crotch.

She was making back n from moment almost fucking with clothes on. I broke the kiss, turned around and turned the gas off. I picked her again in my strong arms. Swati happily put her arms around my neck.

“Where do you want us to go. Bedroom or living room?”

She kissed me again, “I want you to make love to me where Rajesh does.”

I carried her to her bedroom placed her on the bed. We both were in a hurry to undress each other. It was too dark for us to see each other’s naked body. But we were feeling our hot bodies while we kissed again. Swati pulled me to the was licking me like a wild animal.

From my forehead to my lips she reached between my legs. Her eyes gleamed as she saw the 8” thick monster.

“Wow, Ravi, you are so big much bigger than Rajesh. I don’t know if I will be to take that monster in my pussy?”

I just smiled and I directed her to suck me which she did it willingly. I shivered as I felt her wet tongue on the tip of my cock. She licked the pre-cum and slowly she engulfed the entire 8” in her mouth. She was sucking my cock like a pro.

“Wow, Swati you are sucking me like a pro. Rajesh is so lucky.”

“Rajesh is a fool. He doesn’t believe in oral sex. He has never allowed me to even lick his cock. I just love oral.”

She again went back to my cock. This time her tongue and lips were working wonders on my cock. She wrapped her fingers around my shaft and was sucking hard. I could not hold on anymore, “Swati I am cumming.” She didn’t stop. In fact, she started to stroke my cock faster.

My cock was moving in and out of her wet mouth. I moaned loudly when I shot first cum shot in her mouth. It hit her throat. Then the 2nd and 3rd and 4th shot. I kept shooting my juices in her mouth. Once I was done, she plopped my cock out of her mouth.

My juices were dripping from the side of her lips which she licked with her tongue and winked at me.

“You taste very sweet, Ravi,” she winked when she said that.

I pulled her near me and kissed her lips I could taste my cum.

“Wow, that was one hell of a blow job, Swati. Thanks!”

It was my time to return the favor. I pushed her on the bed. While we kissed my hands were roaming on her slim sexy naked body. I was kneading her amazing boobs, pinching her erect dark nipples. Soon my lips were sucking those erect nipples.

She was running her hand in my hair while I was sucking her boobs like a small baby. I must have sucked her nipples for 15 minutes which made her pussy tingle. “Oh god Ravi that feels amazing please fuck me now.”

“Wait, Swati I still have a lot more to do before I fuck you.”

I went down between her legs which she had spread in anticipation. I smelled her labia and pressed my thumb hard on her swollen clit. Her body shivered into instant orgasm. I kept doing that until she screamed.

“Oh fuck, what are you doing to me, god, that feels amazing.”

I lowered my face and started to suck her sensitive clit. I pushed my one finger deep into her pussy. she was bucking herself high to meet my fingering. I kept sucking her clit harder.

“I am cumming, don’t stop.”

I started to finger her faster and deeper almost touching her g-spot. She let a huge moan out before she experienced her massive orgasm. I could feel juices flowing on my fingers. I licked her juices and kissed her lips making her taste her own juices.

“I think you taste sweet too, haha.”

“Wow, Ravi that was one hell of an orgasm. I had always dreamt to feel such an orgasm. It has been my biggest fantasy thanks for fulfilling my fantasy, Ravi.”

“Do you have any protection?”

“Don’t worry about that, Ravi. I am on pills. Rajesh doesn’t want to have a child till the next 2 years.”

She kissed me again while I climbed on her. My manhood was at its hardest. Swati guided my cock inside her wet pink juicy pussy.

“Fuck me now, Ravi. I want to feel your monster inside my cunt. Make me all yours tonight. Make me scream loud with your cock inside my pussy. Please don’t tease me anymore”

I started to fuck her slowly. My thick cock was making its way inside her tight pussy. She gasped for air as I pushed it deep I was only halfway in.

“Oh god, Ravi you are so big. You are stretching me so much, go deeper baby, fuck me hard make me your whore”

I pushed my cock deeper and deeper. Soon I had my whole length inside her pussy. She spread her legs wide and pulled me to fuck her deeper. I was moving in and out making her moan louder with every push. I could feel her shiver under me as her massive orgasm went through her body.

Her eyes were closed. I stopped fucking her and kissed her lips my cock was still inside her wet pussy.

“Wow, Ravi, I have never experienced such a huge orgasm with Rajesh. He just finishes and sleeps off. he has never bothered about my orgasm. I know today why experienced men are so good in the bed. They really take care of a woman’s pleasure.”

I smiled, “ I should thank you, Swati. You let me express my way to pleasure a woman you are such an amazing fuck. Your pussy is so damn tight. Looks like Rajesh hardly uses your pussy. If you had not sucked me earlier I would have cum with few strokes with your pussy gripping me so tight. Thanks to that climax I can last longer to satisfy you all the way.”

We slept in each other’s arms cuddling. Our naked bodies, she was playing with my chest hair and nipples. I let her catch with her breath after an earth-shaking orgasm which made me ready again for another round.

“So, is this sexy madam come back to earth from heaven and ready for another round?” I winked while I said that.

“Yes, Ravi, I want you to make love to me all night. But let’s have dinner first. I am starving after that huge orgasm.”

I agreed with her. We both washed off before we went to the dinner table, all naked. We both were feeling very comfortable being naked in front of each other. I poured wine for both of us while Swati served chicken and rice. We ate a little before we cleared the dining table.

I helped her with doing the plates. Soon we were in the bedroom with our wine glasses. We chatted a lot about her fantasies and dreams. I was playing with her nipples while she again placed her sexy lips on mine. We were again involved in a long kiss.

My hand moved between her legs teasing her pussy lips while she was stroking my semi-hard cock skillfully. I was hard in no time and Swati’s pussy was very wet. I made her go on all her fours at the edge of the bed while I stood behind her.

With the height just right I could feel the tip of my cock knocking her pussy door. I moved the tip from up to down on her sore pussy.

“Ravi, you such a teaser. Now push that hard cock inside me and make my fantasy come true. This is my favorite position, fuck me please.”

I placed the cock in between her pussy lips and caught hold of her thin waist. My one hard push and my whole length were inside her pussy.

“You went in so smoothly I was quite scared initially that how this monster will go in my small pussy.”

I kept moving my hard cock in her smooth pussy with my hand holding her waist. She brushed my hands away from her waist and started to push herself back and forth matching my pushes. Her moans went louder she was like a wild animal.

“Ravi, this is an awesome feeling. Fuck me harder, please make me your whore, rip my pussy apart.” I fucked her in that position for whole10 minutes. She experienced two huge orgasms before I declared. “Swati, I am ready to explode, baby.”

“Ravi give me all, fill me up with your seed, baby.”

I pumped all my juices inside her pussy. She came again with me. Our mixed juices were dripping from her pussy and my cock was covered with it too. I removed my cock making a plop sound. I crashed on the bed with Swati crashing right next to me.

We slept off in a deep trance. It was 6 am when I got up. Swati was in deep sleep. Her slim sexy naked body was so tempting that I wanted to fuck her there. But I controlled my emotions. I got up to go to the bathroom had a nice warm water bath.

After dressing I went to her kitchen to make two cups of coffee. When I was in the bedroom, Swati had woken up.

“Good morning, beautiful.”

She stretched herself, “Good morning, Ravi.”

“Wow, that was sweet of you to make coffee for us.”

She covered herself with the blanket before she sipped the coffee. Her smile said that coffee was brewed well she thanked me for the amazing night.

“Ravi, I hope this will not end here?”

“No Swati I don’t have any plans to end it here. But I also don’t have any intentions to spoil your married life. So if you want us to continue this then we need to be careful not to show our emotions in front of Rajesh. We have to be like normal friends when he is around. We will get enough chances to meet like yesterday. So you have to promise me this Swati”

“Yes, Ravi I promise you this. I don’t want to lose this amazing pleasure which I experienced by being foolish. But we have two more nights before Rajesh comes back from his tour. So hopefully, we will be together?”

“Yes. Swati but you will be at my place in my bedroom for the next two nights and I am making dinner.” I smiled and kissed her before I got to go to my flat. Swati blew a kiss to me and winked.

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[Blue Bull]

Unplanned Ultimate Sex With Swati

By: aman.kumar

I am 24 yrs with avg height of 5’8’’, fair complexioned and athlete body. Currently I stay in Delhi and working for an MNC. Please do share your feedback with me after ready this on [email protected]. This story is about Swati (name changed for obvious reasons) and me. It all started when I was in std 12(2005). It was winter time and all colleges were closed for Christmas. After scoring high grades in 10th, I moved to the capital city and was staying in a PG. My father’s ex colleague and his wife were my LG and were the only people I knew in the city. It was family of 4 : Husband, wife, daughter Swati(23 yrs) and son sanju (20). Lemme tell you about Sonam. She is 5’2″, fair with a figure of 36,28,36. She is the sex goddess that occupies the fantasy of a man.

Coming to the story, one winter morning I was invited by aunty for lunch. As it was vacation time I went happily.After lunch I was feeling too cold and hence I promptly got inside a blanket. Soon I was joined by all the members. All 5 of us were inside one big blanket. Uncle, aunty, sanju were sitting while Swati and me were resting with our back on the bed support. Every one of us was talking about different things. After some 10 mins uncle got a phone call and went to his room. At the same time sanjus friends shouted for him and he too went away. While going he told me don’t go until I return. He told Swati not to let me go. Now only three people were inside blanket aunty, Swati and me. After some time while turning side, by mistake my hand touched Swati’s curve. Since we both had blanket till our neck, aunty didn’t noticed.

Although Swati was wearing sweater, I still felt the boobs effect. I had an appetite for her since the say I saw her bare milky thighs, coming out after bath with only her Top on. I quickly removed my hands. And for the next 10 mins didnt even looked towards her. But my mind was still stuck there. After few minutes I put my hand on her stomach, kept my hand idle for 2 mins and than started rubbing her stomach gently. She didnt react. It gave me more courage. Then she adjusted herself a bit and it so happened that her sweater went up a bit and my hands were on her bare belly. I literally froze at this hot touch. Kept idle for some time and then started moving my hands slowly on her silken belly. Who said the softest part of a woman is her bums, its Swatis belly. Meanwhile the normal talk was on. Aunty started feeling tizzy and went to her room to sleep.

My mind started getting intoxicated with the thought of having fun with her. I decided to take chance. Then I started to move my hands up her belly. It was so silky that that it kept slipping, moved around covering her entire belly area. Swati kept her eyes closed and appeared to be sleeping. But my Junior was awake now and restless inside. I moved my hands a bit more and met a tight fitted cloth, tried to put my finger inside it, but failed. Realized that this peel that is obstructing my hands, covers the luscious mango and is called bra. Unable to put my hand within, I started to rub her boobs on top of her bra. It was making junior too desperate. It wanted to come out and show its seniority but it was not the time. I was trying my best to squeeze the mangoes but her bra was coming in between. Then she made a movement and turned her back towards me.

Now my hands were on her back which were so silky that I got confused regarding which is more silky- her belly or back. I unsuccessfully tried to forced her top upwards but couldnt. She then lifted her body a bit and I did it. Now I cud see her bare back completely. I understood that she wants me to unhook her bra. How could any man on earth would ever miss that. I unhooked it in a flash and started to move my hand on her back and kissing her back. Her breadth has gone heavier and faster. I wrapped my hand over her and clamped my palm on her right boob. She made a moaning sound “uhhhh”. I started to press them with more power. Her moans increased.

I put my hand on her other boobs and pressed it hardly. She got super excited. She brought her one hand back and put above my junior over the pant. I increased my intensity to kiss her back and pressed her boobs more vigorously. She slide her hand under my jeans, undies and hold my junior. I was in different world altogether. She wasnt able to grab my junior with one hand and started to rub her hand over it. I took her nipples into between my index finger and thumb and sweet twisted it. She hmmmed with sexitement and started to shake my junior. We both were breathing heaving and I was nearly to explode when we heard aunts footsteps. We separated at once.

We both were under blanket till our neck. I turned side facing away from swati and started to look into newspaper kept beside. Aunty came to the room all dressed up and told swati- Me and your dad are going to a distant relatives place. Will be back in around 2 hrs. Dont let Aman go till we are back. Swati pretended to be in semi sleep mode said Ok. Aunty asked me to lock the main door. As she moved out of room, I temporarily adjusted my pants and rushed to lock the door. Returned in a hurry and with a flash turned swati towards me and planted a kiss on her rosy lips. She didnt respond.

Now for the first time I was looking at those 36 sized boobs and didn’t want to miss the opportunity to play with it. I started to press them harder and her moans grew louder. Entire room was filled with sex moans. After pressing her juicy mangoes for more than 5 mins I started to kiss on her neck, shoulder, cleavage. As soon as I took her semi pink nipples in my mouth, she left a moan that spread across entire home.

I started sucking them as a child. She skid her hand into my pants and got hold of my junior. As suction pressure on her nipples increased her shaking of my penis too increased. One of her nipple was in my mouth, my hands pressing her boobs, one of her hand fingering my hairs and others shaking my penis. All of a sudden she grabbed my hair tightly and drew me towards her and planted a deep, luscious kiss on my lips. The kiss fired us both and for next 10 odd mins we both were in saliva dipped, tongue twisted kiss.

After we broke kiss, she went down, asked me to lie and removed my pants. She was awe struck when she saw my 6′ or may be 7′ penis that time and kept gazing. Then she hold the penis between her 2 palms and started sliding. She said it was the first penis of her life and she hadn’t had its pleasure yet. Saying this she kissed on tip of the lion and took it into her mouth. Though she was a rookie at giving blow jobs but within 5 mins she was making me fly. The way she was shaking and sucking the penis made me sex-conscious. I was enjoying dick licking. She was great. I was enjoying a lot, when I looked into her eyes with my dick in her mouth, all I cud see was happiness, lust and greed for sex.

Finally, without giving her any notice I exploded in her mouth. Omg!! I haven’t ever exploded as much. It seemed more than half a cup. Since it exploded inside her mouth, she gulped the most and spit the rest. After 2 mins, she licked and cleaned my dick again. I told her its my turn now but she pleaded to let her suck my dick once more till it get back to its shape. This time my lion woke up too early and within 2-3 mins was ready to roar. I forced her down on bed and removed all her clothes.

While removing her lower, looking at her milky white thighs, I got mad and started kissing them. She sent a loud moan. She was hiding her pink pussy behind her red panties. I moved to remove it. I removed her panty and was on 6th heaven when saw her rosy den. I Started kissing her from navel to thighs to legs. Entire room was Sexful. Her moan growing louder as I neared her love hole. Looking at her clean shaved pink pussy, My junior was desperate to have a tour of the pink pussy. I kissed on her clitoris, rubbed it gently with my fingers and the “Uiimaaaa” came out of her mouth. She was all wet. I kissed all around. She was now desperate for the ultimate fun. So was me.

But I wanted to have a bit more fun. I separated her pussy lips and touched her hot spot with my tongue. She moaned the loudest and shook her body. I did it again and she started begging:: plz dont make me wait. I am desperate. Get inside me. Make me yours, show me your manhood, fuck me, fuck me, plz fuck me fast. Cant wait more. Her words made me very horny. I went between her legs. Put 2 pillows below her lower back. Rubbed my penis on her pussy to lubricate it enough and was ready to penetrate her.. Put the penis head near the entry gate and gave a strong push. She shouted loudly. I waited for a minute. She wanted me to withdraw my penis, I didn’t.

I pushed a little harder, tear came out of her eyes, I pushed more and the lion went into its den. I waited for a minute and started stroking gently. She was enjoying it now. I increased the speed, she was enjoying more now. Aaah, uhhh, yaaa, oohhh, hmmm, yess, aaahh, isshhhh was in the air. I was going on like there is no tomorrow and she too was in mood to play a marathon inning. As the force was building inside I decided to give it a pause to start strong. I thought of changing position. I asked her to ride over me.

She was in pain but was in mood to enjoy. She said she enjoyed my thrust a lot. She too wanted a change in position. I asked her to come over me. She told that Entire bed sheet was fill with blood. This made my lion feel proud. She ride over me, inserted my penis once again, she started jumping. Kept saying more, fast, aaahhh, isshhh, more, yeah, fassstt fastt, I increased my speed, both of us were sweating. The entire bed was matching rhythm with both of us.

We were on the uppermost layer of pleasure. I said, I am cumming, she said she has already cummed thrice and nearing fourth. We both increased our speed. The moans grew louder, so was the thrust from top and bottom. And with a big jerk I exploded inside her. For next 2 mins the shots kept firing at her inner walls. I was amused at this performance of mine. She bent, gave and kiss on my lips and hugged me. I Lied their hugging her and licking her nipple.

After 30 mins we had our next stormy session which was in the most pleasurable doggy style. After that we both cleaned ourselves and she changed the bed sheet. 20 mins after we were done with everything sanju returned, followed by uncle and aunty. Swati was unable to walk freely. She told aunt she is not feeling well due to cold so wont leave bed. I was relaxed and thanked her for all this.

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[Blue Bull]

Sameena And Her Big Brother’s Cock

By: pussygallore

I am so glad that I got a chance to open up about myself about my brother’s cock in front of some wonderful horny audience. Let me introduce myself to you. I am Sameena, a 21-year-old engineering student just about to graduate and get a job in Visakhapatnam.

Coming to my body, I have a perfectly built structure with 36 sized boobs and a big round butt that would kill any guy just by looking. Even though I am just a young fresh graduate, my physical relations with men started long after crossing the 18+ barrier.

Talking about my family, we are 4 – me, my mom, my dad, and my dearest brother Varun. By now, you have realized the difference in the names of my family. Yes, I was adopted from a '. family when I was abandoned just after I was born.

Both my parents raised me as if I were their baby girl. Especially my brother loves me more than his life. They always wanted me to have my religion, even though I never cared for it particularly. This story dates back to when I just became 19 years old.

II used to watch my mom and dad having sex many times. I used to sneak up from my bedroom and peek from my parents’ window while they were having sex. That was also the age when I was introduced to porn and sex novels.

I was in my first year of engineering. Due to many mind disturbances due to porn and puberty stuff, I failed in 2 labs. But as things followed, I was approached by one of my professors that if I showed him my naked body, he might pass me.

One thing led to another. Instead of just showing my naked body, I had to lose my virginity to my professor. That’s not even the best part. My professor introduced me to my HOD, and I had sex with my department HOD in his chambers. Not that I have any complaints, I enjoyed every bit of the sex I had.

My HOD loved me like a daughter. He used to take care of me like no one. He also fucked me with so much love. Well, what do you know, I was 2nd best student in my entire department! Thanks to my cute little boobs and fresh pussy.

At the end of the year, nearly 3 seniors fucked me during my fresher’s party. They just took me into an empty room, got some condoms, opened my saree, and took turns in fucking me. It was for nearly 2 hours that I was completely banged by those idiots. But they were my idiots. I loved them.

It was on my birthday, and I just turned 19. We had a kick-ass party with my family and friends in our house. Everyone was really tired, and we just went to our rooms and slept off. I was a little hungry and came down for a bite to eat in the middle of the night.

Some laughs were coming from my parents’ room. I was smiling, thinking that my dad was banging my mom. It’s been more than a year, and I decided to watch them in action again. So I went in there and was watching.

But they were already done. My mom was sitting naked on the bed, and dad was on her like a baby, sucking her nipples.

Dad: I can’t believe our Sammu (pet name for Sameena) has become so big. She’s 19 now. (biting my mom’s nipple and licking her armpit)

Mom: True. I still feel like yesterday when we fought like hell with her low-level asshole relatives to get our baby girl. They were about to sell her to beggars.

Dad: I know. But forget it. She’s our baby girl now. And we want all the happiness in the world for her. So, who’s ready for another round?

Saying this, my dad started licking my mom’s hairy pussy. I just felt so overwhelmed by hearing my real story. I suddenly had an urge to do something for my family. But I know that even though I am a teenager now, I will grow up one day and take care of my family.

A few days later, my brother and I were playing badminton. He was losing every match with me. Usually, it’s the other way around. He was a state champion during his college days. Now he’s 31 and running his own software company. So during the break, I asked him what was up with him.

Me: Hey annaya (brother in telugu), what happened to you today? Why were you so dull during the match? You lost to me. You lost to Priyanka and Vijay.

Varun: Something is going on in my mind, Sammu. Sorry for that. But I’ll be alright from tomorrow.

Me: I don’t care about tomorrow, Varun. Just tell me why you are so upset today. Now tell me what happened?

Varun: (laughingly) You don’t give up, do you? Ok, let’s go for breakfast. I will tell you.

Saying this, he took to me to a nice continental breakfast. We ate, and then he started talking.

Varun: Kanna, this is too personal to me. Since you are the only one that I could rely on, I am telling you this. You know that mom and dad are searching for marriage matches for me. What you don’t know is I cannot talk to girls. 2 girls rejected me just because I became nervous in front of them.

Varun: I was so depressed. I couldn’t even eat anything for a month. I don’t know what to do. I am interested in girls. I love to have a girl in my life. But due to my stupid IIT preparation, education, and then a mechanical way of entering the corporate world just screwed me from having a social life.

Varun: I told dad about this, but he doesn’t care. He just wants me to get married anyway. If I can’t talk to a girl properly, how the hell am I going to touch her physically or have any romantic life? I don’t know anything about sex. I hardly watched any porn in my life. I am a 2-bit loser who is incapable of having a social life like you people.

Me: Wtf, Varun? 2 girls rejected you? Who are those bitches? Who the fuck do they think they are to reject an amazing person like you? Why am I listening to this after a month? Please don’t decide for yourself that you are a loser. You earn millions. You have your own goddamn company and an amazing family.

Varun: Mom told dad and me not to tell you about this. Because you feel defensive towards me and start doing some reckless things to those girls. I didn’t want to burden you with my problems. You just entered engineering, and it’s a fun time for you. You already started calling those girls bitches.

Me: Ok, I agree. But please do tell me from next time when you go meet a girl. I am not your baby sister anymore. I grew up too.

Varun: Haha, I know. Look at you, all those sports bras and sports outfits. I used to change your diapers when you were a baby. Now you are one hell of a woman.

Me: Ok, now shut up, Varun. (smiling)

Varun: let’s go home. We’ll figure something out later.

I gave a lot of thought during the night. I know this will be a serious problem for most guys. And big brother is way too introverted in front of girls. I just remembered what my family has done for me. I concluded. Why don’t I teach my brother what sex Is?

I mean, he took care of me my entire life. I am not even a virgin anymore. I have my personal sex life. Why don’t I give up my sex life and dedicate it to teach my brother the art of sex? I am his baby sister, who he loves more than anyone. I am sure he will fuck me with that level of love and care.

That night, my dad and I were discussing my brother’s marriage. Dad and mom went away for a month on a pilgrimage trip to Tirupati Balaji to pray for my brother’s marriage. And the next morning, they left. Since it was Sunday, my brother and I finished our badminton game and were relaxed.

Me: Anna, I was thinking about yesterday’s conversation, and I want to tell you something.

Varun: Sammu, that’s fine. You don’t have to take your brother’s problems into your head. Given some time, they’ll get sorted out themselves.

Me: No, they won’t, Varun. The problem you have is not a small one. Do you know how many men suffer from insecurities in sex and relation of their marriage because they were too subtle to know things?

Varun: I lose my sleep over that every day. Don’t you think I have nightmares regarding this? I have. I don’t have a solution for that. I must go with where my fate takes me.

Me: You don’t have to, Varun Anna. I’ll help you out.

Varun: What the hell is that supposed to mean? How on earth are you going to help?

Me: By teaching you everything there is to know about sex. Mom and dad won’t be home for at least a month. So you have a month to know everything there is to know about sex, women, and social behavior.

Varun: Don’t you think it is a little foolish to think that I will learn all of that in a month? When I couldn’t learn those things my entire life?

Me: You didn’t ask for my help during these years.

Varun: Ok, Sammu. I trust you. I will do whatever you say.

Hearing this, I kissed my brother on his cheek and hugged him. I told him, “Don’t worry, Anna, I will make you an amazing lover. Let’s start by watching an erotic movie.”

He agreed to that. But what I played was softcore porn. Which has everything from nudity to romance and fucking. As the film was playing, Varun caught my hand and said, “Maybe this is enough for today. I don’t feel comfortable watching this kinda stuff with my baby sister present.”

I replied to him, “It is the only way for you to overcome your shyness, Varun Anna. Please listen to me and forget that I am your baby sister. Just treat me as your friend.” He said, ok, and we continued watching the movie.

The nudity fuck scenes had started affecting my brother. He was sweating and was holding my hands. I was naughtily smiling, looking at my brother’s face with horniness in his eyes and face. His breathing got heavy, and to my surprise, there was a huge bulge in his pants.

I slowly was rubbing my palm on his crotch, and he started gasping, “Sammu, what are you doing? I am your brother.” I replied, “Not today. Today you are just Varun, my friend.” He was gasping and watching the movie, “Wow, that’s amazing.”

When the movie was done, the hero has cum inside the heroine. It was 11 am. There was a pitch dark silence in the house, and we both were looking at each other. My brother was really shy. I was looking at his face and realized that he is feeling embarrassed.

Then it struck me that his bottom, the boxer he wore, was completely wet. I just laughed and was kissing him on the cheek.

Me: Varun, did you cum? Just by getting rubbed over your knickers? Haha.

Varun: Sammu, please don’t laugh. This is my first time cumming. I don’t even know what that is, but it felt amazing.

Me: So that’s why you were gasping those sounds earlier while I was rubbing?

Varun: Yes, why do you think?

I sat on my brother’s lap against him and kept his hands on my ass. I started kissing him with my lips. That was amazing. I started entering my tongue inside his mouth and was occasionally sucking his lips.

I then realized he has a much bigger hard-on now. He was damn shy that he wasn’t even talking. He just obeys and does whatever I am doing.

I told him, “Anna, your thing became big again. Do you want me to take care of it?” He said, “Yes, Sammu, please. Do something. I have an urge, but I don’t know what it is.”

Me: It’s ok, Varun, I understood. Let me take care of it.

Saying this, I made him sleep on the couch and removed his t-shirt. I sat on his legs started kissing his chest. He was mesmerized by that feeling he never knew existed. He pulled me and kissed me. This means he’s learning and getting his feelings on track.

I completely slept on him. I was on top of him and both sleeping and making out. Then I moved down, and when I tried to pull down his shorts, he was reluctant.

Me: What happened, Varun? Why did you stop me? You asked me to take care of it, right?

Varun: Yeah, Sammu. But I have hair all over my crotch. I don’t shave it much, and I don’t want you to look at it disgustingly.

Me: Anna, everyone has pubic hair. It’s not something to be ashamed of. In fact, after this lesson, I will shave it for you.

Saying this, I pulled down my big brother’s shorts, and first time in my adult life, I was awestruck by seeing a cock. It was bloody fucking huge. No doubt it had lots of pubic hair. Then I remembered my dad’s dick. It was pretty huge as well. So it runs in the family.

Seeing my reaction, Anna asked, “Why are you staring at it like a ghost? Is it not big enough? Is it that bad?”

I said to him, “Anna, this is the biggest cock I have ever seen in my life. You have almost 7 inches of big girthed cock. It will tear up any pussy that you enter.”

Listening to this, he became shy and gave a smile. I was like, “ Aw, my Varun Anna is feeling shy?” He said, “It’s not like that. My entire life, I thought I was a loser. But hearing a woman say these things about my cock, gives me so much happiness.”

Me: Anna, you haven’t seen the real happiness yet. Just wait.

I started stroking the cock slowly and applied some aloe vera skin gel on it too. Just after I started, he was crushing the pillow with his hands. He almost tore off the pillow while I was stroking his cock. He is too excited about the handjob.

He shouted, “I think something is going to burst.” I stopped the hand job and went up to kiss him. He got a bit frustrated and asked me, “Why did you stop Sammu? I was about to cum, I think.”

I replied, “That’s why I stopped, Anna. You shouldn’t cum for at least 25 minutes. I am trying to build up your stamina.” He said, “Ok. I agree with you. But how are we going to increase my stamina?”

Me: It’s simple, Anna. I will do whatever I want with your cock. When you have an urge to cum, tell me, and I will stop doing it. And the sensation goes away. Then you can enjoy the thrill for another 5 minutes at least. You have to do this carefully. It will be the hardest thing to control now because I will use my mouth.

Varun: What do you mean you will use your mouth?

I went down again and pulled down the upper skin of my brothers’ cock and kissed it. It felt amazing for both of us. I started licking his cock through the length and girth. It was the best thing that ever entered my mouth.

I started sucking the dick. But I could suck only half of it since it was huge from all the erection I caused my brother.

Varun: Sammu, this is wonderful. I can’t believe my baby sister is doing this stuff to me. But it still feels amazing ra. Please don’t stop this time. I don’t want a lesson now. I just want this happiness. Please do suck, Sammu. Please, I am begging you.

Me: Ok, Anna, I will make you cum. But you have to promise me that you will learn the start and stop technique because it is very important for you.

Varun: I promise. I will learn it completely with full dedication. Just make me cum for now.

Me: Ok, Anna. We have lots of time to learn new things. Here we go. Don’t feel awkward. Just release your liquid, Varun Anna.

I started sucking Anna’s cock with full force and took up most of the cock until my throat. Varun Anna was shivering and muscling the pillow. Just when he was about to release, I bit his mushroom top of the cock, and he shouted. He released his full hot salty tasty cum into my mouth.

I just gave a minute’s thought over what happened. My big brother, who is like my second father, just released his first loads of cum in his life into his baby sister’s mouth. Just that thought completely aroused me. When I took out his cock from my mouth, another huge load was shot in my face.

I was shocked to see the amount of cum my big brother has stored in his balls. I licked every bit of cum there is on my face and went up to kiss my brother. I gave him a lip lock very lovingly, and tears were coming out of his eyes. I licked those tears way up to his eyes and kissed his forehead.

He very tightly hugged me, whispered in my ear in a crying tone, “I owe you everything for what you have done for me today, Sammu. I didn’t even realize there could be this kind of feeling when you were sucking me. You are my baby. (kissing on my cheek), my cute baby sister (kissing on my eyes).”

Saying this, he slept as he was very tired of cumming a huge load for the first time in his life. I turned off the TV and put on a blanket over my naked Varun Anna. I went to the washroom just thinking of what kind of fun I had in teaching my brother real happiness. I know exactly what he wants!

To be continued.....

[Blue Bull]

After training Varun Anna with a handjob and blowjob, I introduced him to the sexual pleasures. Like any other horny guy, he will want more. That was my idea to cultivate these cravings for sex in my big brother.

After our little horny session, I let Anna sleep on the couch naked with a blanket on. I went to the bathroom thinking about all the amazing things between my big brother and me. I was so fucking horny that I would’ve taken a carrot or a zucchini inside my pussy to satisfy myself.

But I promised myself that I would give up my needs for my brother’s until he’s on his own. I cleaned myself neatly and changed my clothes into more revealing ones. I wore my t-shirt gifted by my brother on my 16th birthday. I was so tight that it looked as if someone was pulling it from behind.

I didn’t even wear a bra to put some more fire on my brothers’ feelings. So the nipple visibility is almost super. But till now, I haven’t exposed myself to my Varun Anna. These feelings have to be cultivated in his mind. He should want me to see me naked.

Then I ordered some biryani and went to my bother. He was sleeping so well. I removed his blanket and saw his little brother (his dick) sleeping too. I kept the small dick in my mouth and started sucking. I started eating it like chewing gum.

I kept on sucking for 3 minutes, and then reactions to his dick have come into effect. It started growing in size. Within seconds, it filled my entire mouth and was ready to enter my throat. Anna got up from sleep and had an amazing look on his face which I have never seen before.

He caught my head and lifted me to him. I sat on his lap and started kissing him. He hugged me tightly and kissed me on my cheeks. Soon, that kiss turned into a tongue war. We started entering into each other’s mouths with our tongues.

He hugged me so tightly that it started to become difficult even to breathe. I then broke the kiss and saw happiness on Varun’s face. He started talking.

Varun: hey Sammu, that was amazing. Do women usually do that?

Me: Do what, Anna?

Varun: You know, the thing that you’ve just done to me while I was sleeping.

Me: What is that thing, Anna? Tell me out loud. Don’t be shy.

Varun: I mean, something like putting my cock in your mouth while I am sleeping. Do girls usually do that?

Me: Haha, no, Anna. This is just me. I happen to love your cock. I just thought of a nice waking-up present. I started sucking your cock. How was it, Varun?

Varun: That was heavenly, Sammu. The feeling I get when you suck my cock with your tongue, and the wetness and warmth of your breath on my cock are wonderful. Please continue.

Me: No, Anna, I won’t continue this. You promised me last time when I sucked you off that you’ll learn things from next time. Well, this is next time. And from today, your sex coaching begins. (saying this, I kissed him on his dick)

Varun: Ok, Sammu. Since you say that’s very important for me, I will learn it.

Me: Hmmm. That’s like a nice guy. Now take a towel, shaving cream, your trimmer, and razor and come to my bathroom.

Varun: Why those things? Why your room?

Me: Anna, I already told you not to ask questions. Just do as I say. Come to my bathroom with all the mentioned things.

I went to my room and made some arrangements. I also took off my track pant and wore small underwear. It also revealed a good deal of thighs. Then there was a knock on the door asking, “Sammu, may I come in?”

I laughed and told him, “This is not a college class, Anna. You don’t need my permission to enter my room. Just come on in.” He came in with his face red, full of shyness of what his baby sister will make him do.

“Anna, take off your boxer and t-shirt. I want you naked.”

He listened to me and became naked. His cock was half erect. I just jiggled it a little bit. My brother was getting tickled and was laughing. I made him sit in a small chair with a cushion. I sat down in between his legs on the floor like a slave and spread his legs.

He asked me, “Sammu is that even necessary? Why don’t you sit on my lap instead? I feel like I am suppressing you or something.” I responded, “Anna, don’t talk. Enjoy the moment.”

Saying this, I turned on the music, spread his legs, and started massaging his cock. He was murmuring, “Baby, that’s very good.” I took the trimmer and set it zero. Then I cleaned my big brother’s pubic region within minutes. He was getting excited seeing his bare cock without hair.

When I completely trimmed his cock and balls, I gave that cutie cock a little kiss, and then I started applying shaving cream. He asked, “Sameena baby, why are you applying shaving cream? You cleaned everything, na?”

I replied, “No, Anna, I just trimmed everything down to zero. Now I am going to clean-shave it.” Saying this, I clean-shaved every inch of the pubic regions along with his balls. Then I came up and sat on Anna’s lap. He was excited. His cock was poking me from behind as it just now became erect.

Me: Raise your right hand, Anna, and stay like that.

Varun: (raised his hand) What now?

I completely shaved his armpits and cleaned them too. I cleaned them with water and gave him a licking in his armpits too. I then got down and cleaned the leftover cream hair on his cock with warm water. Then I put it in my mouth and gave a warm sucking for 2 minutes.

The cute cock became a monster cock now. I cleaned with a towel, and we came back to my room. I caught Varun Anna’s cock with my hand and escorted him to the bedroom. There was complete silence inside the room, and we were looking at each other.

I pushed Varun Anna onto my bed and asked him to spread his arms and legs. His face became red, and he was very shy. I climbed on him, lip-locked with him, and bit his ear. He started shivering, and he automatically spread everything.

There it was, a completely shaved, handsome hunk of my big brother sleeping on his baby sister’s bed all naked. It was around 6 pm, and the weather was pleasant. I sat on the bed and started sucking Varun Anna’s cock. It was already erect from all the shaving and touching.

Just when I kept it in my mouth, it jumped up into my throat, and I started enjoying every bit of it. Varun, as usual, was moaning. After taking the cock for about 5 minutes, I started with his balls. Then he suddenly shouted that he was about to come and wanted to stop.

Me: Why did you want me to stop, Anna?

Varun: You said I have to learn to hold my cumming na, So I thought I should start controlling my urge to burst out.

Me: How sweet of you, Anna, you still remember that matter? I thought you might have forgotten all about it after cumming in the afternoon.

Varun: No, Sammi dear, I remember since you told me how important it was for my sex life.

Me: Anyway, Anna, I will start my training tomorrow. Today you have to enjoy. (started sucking his cock with full force)

Varun: Baby, I have to ask you something, but I am afraid to say it aloud.

Me: Varun, we are way past shyness. We have seen each other naked, and I am sucking your cock. What else do we have to feel shy about?

Varun: You have given me a wonderful feeling of cumming. You have seen me naked. I want to return the favor. I also want to see my baby sister naked. I also want to make you cum just like you did. I want you to show and teach me what women’s parts are and how to play with them.

Me: So my brother is getting horny. Finally, you had a feeling of seeing the girl naked. I am so relieved, Anna.

Varun: What? Aren’t you mad at me for asking such things to my sister?

Me: Anna, get this into your head. We are going to have sex eventually. How when and where all these things I will take care of them. I am going to make you a complete man, Anna. Don’t worry.

Saying this, I climbed up on him again and asked him to kiss me on my boobs. Varun has started kissing me and rubbing my boobs with his hands. I just raised my body a little bit and gave my boobs to Varun Anna. He was looking at my face innocently.

I grabbed the back of his head with his hair and pulled his face towards my boobs. He started licking them over my tight-fit t-shirt. After a deep and thorough licking of my breasts, my t-shirt was wet, and obviously, my nipples popped out of the shirt.

Varun just kept on increasing his force of mouth on my boobs. Then he stepped back a little and asked me, “Sameena, are these my baby sister’s nipples? They’re amazing, baby.”

I kissed him on his forehead and said, “They aren’t just mine. They’re ours from today, Anna. Please take care of them from today.” He slowly kissed me on my lips and said, “I am waiting to take care of it, baby. Just tell me how.”

I indicated him to open my shirt. He did exactly as I instructed him. He was a bit fast this time since the excitement of seeing the boobs for the first time. As I raised my hands, he pulled up my shirt, and my cute perky boobs jumped out.

Varun Anna’s face became ecstatic. He was just shocked to see boobs in real life. He kept staring at them for 3 minutes straight. I gave a small slap on the back of his head and laughingly said, “Anna, either eat them or play with them. Don’t stare at them.”

Varun: Sammu, these are my baby sister’s boobs. Wow, they are amazing. I never really expected you to have these big boobs.

Me: So you mean to say I looked like I had small boobs?

Varun: No, no, I didn’t mean that. It is just that I have never seen them, not even accidentally.

Me: I know Anna, your baby sister has the best pair of boobs. So eat them and enjoy them.

Varun: Like, how do I eat them?

Me: (I firmly pulled Varun Anna’s head with his hair towards my boobs and put my left nipple in his mouth) Anna, now suck the nipples with lips and tongue. Keep changing the boobs from left to right and right to left.

Varun Anna completely took my boobs in his mouth and was sucking heavily. I was in 7th heaven. He was making slurping sounds while sucking my left boob. I then pushed his head asked him to take the other boob also. When he started sucking the right boob, I took his right hand and kept it on the other boob.

I took his left hand and pushed it inside my panty. I was completely guiding his fingers to play with my pussy. Finally, when Varun’s fingers made it to my pussy, he shouted, “Baby Sammi, is this your vagina?”

I told him, “Yes, Varun Anna, this is my vagina. Her name is Sameena too (feeling shy). But we don’t call it vagina. You have to call it my pussy.” He was becoming crazy with the feeling of touching a girl’s pussy for the first time in his life.

Varun: Sammi, it is so cute and beautiful. It is so warm. But why is it so wet?

Me: You’ve been playing with my body for an hour. I am getting horny minute by minute. When a girl becomes horny, her pussy tends to become wet. The wetter it becomes, the more you can fuck her.

Varun: (shocked) So will I be fucking you now?

Me: Not immediately, but yes, in some time, you wont be a virgin anymore, Varun Anna. Your baby sister is going to take away her big brother’s virginity.

Varun: thanks so much, baby. I’ve been waiting for this moment for my entire life. I can’t even thank you in words.

Me: you don’t have to thank me, Varun Anna. Just fuck your little sister till you become exhausted. That’s thanks enough for me.

Varun: sure, Kanna. I will fuck you till I become exhausted. What should I do now?

Me: Take off my panty and make me nude.

Varun made me sleep on the bed and got on top of me and removed my panty. There I was, sleeping naked in front of my big brother, pussy completely wet, boobs covered with my brother’s saliva. By seeing me like that, tears were coming from his eyes.

I asked him what happened? He replied, “So this is how my baby sister looks. I watched you naked last time when you were so small. I bathed you. Now, look at you all grown up with big boobs and an extraordinary wet pussy. I love you, baby. Love you so much.”

Saying this, he smooched me, and I kept his left-hand fingers inside my pussy. Then I stopped him and said, “Varun, I want you to learn how to make a woman happy. The first step to that is you have to eat my pussy.” He asked me how he should do that.

I told him, “Anna, as you can see my pussy, lick it completely, play with it with your tongue, don’t stop till you hear me screaming STOP. You will also occasionally get some warm liquid into your mouth. That’s your baby sister’s cum. Please do drink it.”

After few minutes, my mind was completely fucked because of the action done by my brother. He did exactly as I instructed him. He licked my pussy to the core. He bit it. He ate it. When I shouted that I was cumming, he drank every last drop of my cum. I was in cloud 9.

When I saw his face, it was completely covered with my cum. He then kissed me and asked, “Did I just make you cum, Sammu?” I replied to him with a smile, “Yes, Anna, you did it. You made a girl cum today. It seems like you are a fast learner.” He said, “thanks, baby. I will do it to you often from today.”

Then I went down to Varun and asked him to sleep steadily. We went on to a 69 position, and I was on top. He was squishing my ass like a crazy person. This means his mood is off the charts. He couldn’t control himself. After I gave him a nice blowjob, his cock was pointing towards me and with 7 inch length.

Then I asked him to sit, and I sat on top of him. I then told him, “Anna, it’s time. You have to go inside, your baby sister.” Saying this, I caught his erect cock, moved up a little, and placed my pussy over his cock. He was gulping his throat and asked me, “Sameena baby, is this what I think it is?”

I kissed him on his neck, gave him a hickey, and told him, yes, Varun Anna. This is it. Kiss me, and I will do the rest.” Saying this, I immediately sat on him with his cock drilling into my pussy. It was so big, but because of my wetness, the whole 7 inch thing went inside.

I shouted, “Varun Anna, you’re inside me.” Varun hugged me and asked me “I am so sorry Sammi, I hurt you badly. I am going to take it out.” I whispered in his ears, “You’re not going to do anything. I am going to do it now. Just hug me and do whatever you want with my body and let me do my thing.”

Saying this, I started jumping up and down in his lap, and sounds were coming from our pubic area. Varun Anna couldn’t hold his sensation and shouted that he was about to cum. I took out his cock and spanked it. I made him sleep now and went to his face and started kissing.

He said, “This is the ‘start and stop technique,’ na baby? That you told me to hold my cum for longer?” I responded, “My Varun Anna is learning. Exactly Anna. Now, wait for 30 seconds. We will start again after your cum sensation is gone.”

After a minute of smooching, I started riding again and only this time, completely in the riding position. I started moving my hips and Varun was shouting, “Sameena. You’re amazing. I don’t know for how long will I be able to fuck you.”

I told him, “That’s ok, Anna, you held off your cum once. That was good. You’ll do now too. Take a deep breath and fondle my boobs.”

He started fondling my boobs, and I was riding him heavily. I was feeling ecstatic too. My cum was building up along with Varun. I was just waiting to cum together to make our first time something special. I bent down and started sucking Varun’s nipples.

He became erratic and was pressing my hips. I understood that he was about to cum. But I thought it would take time for me to cum. To my shock, out of the blue, Varun made me sit straight and got up to me, and bit my nipples. I shouted. He also shouted similar to me, and we both came together.

I couldn’t help but notice the hot cum off my big brother was flowing inside my pussy.

Sitting on each other, we hugged tightly, and his cock was still inside me. We ate out lips and kissed like crazy. We were completely exhausted and just about to sleep. I noticed some droplets falling heavily outside my balcony. I got up, and Varun’s cock made a sound while coming out of my pussy.

It was nighttime. Everyone in the neighborhood has slept. It was raining heavily. I asked Varun Anna to come to the balcony. He hesitated and told me that, “Baby, please don’t go to the balcony. Someone might see you naked.”

I cutely asked him, “Varun Anna, please come out na (rubbing my pussy and fondling my boobs).” As soon as he came out, I pushed him into the hanging swing chair on my balcony. It has nice cushioning. I went inside the chair and sat on him like a puppy.

We both hugged and were having an intense pleasure moment. We just looked at each other and thought that I fucked my big brother, and he came inside me. We were naked in our balcony, sitting, enjoying the stars and rain. I played with his cock for some time, and he also sucked my boobs for 30 minutes.

While he was sucking me, I gave him a handjob, and he came again. His cum was all over my ass and back, my hair too. I hugged him tightly, and we slept there itself in the balcony swing chair......

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[Blue Bull]

Innocent College Pussy
By: pussygallore

Hello, dear readers. This is Sonia. I am writing this story on behalf of my neighbor, kid Rohitha from Delhi. She’s the cutest kid I’ve ever seen in my entire life. She calls me aunty and comes to my house more often.

We became very good friends when she was in a very bad position. I found her in a nightclub partying with her friends. She was 19 years old and had just finished her junior college. She was out with her friends partying even though she never liked to be present in those nightclubs.

But she did go to the party anyway because of peer pressure. I see her leaving for college every morning with her small skirt and tight shirt tucked in. That’s how I remembered her and was able to identify her in the nightclub while she was vomiting alcohol like hell.

She is also mature for her age. Because she had the cutest and perky little sharp boobs. She’s just a kiddo and yet happens to have those cute boobs and tempting ass.

While coming to the story, it was a Saturday night. So I was, as usual, in a nightclub to get myself fucked by a corporate client. I work as a corporate slut. My job is to seduce influential corporate officers to gain advantages and favors for my company.

I was in the washroom giving blowjobs to 3 rich young investors of our company. They were like 24, and they’re enjoying my body like anything. At this time, I saw a kid girl vomiting alcohol heavily. I identified her immediately.

I finished off those guys quickly and drank their cum. I also gave them my address and told them if they needed my pussy, better come up with a nice profitable offer to my company and meet me at midnight in my flat. I also told them to bring lots of condoms because they are in for one hell of a sex ride.

I then confronted the girl and helped her in coping with the situation. I also introduced myself. She recognized me as her neighbor. I took her to our apartment. Just when I was about to drop her at her flat, she cried and hugged me tightly.

She asked her to keep her company that night so that she doesn’t get caught with the hangover she has with her parents. I laughed and took her to my flat. I took her to the bathroom. I opened her clothes and made her nude. My eyes got an electric buzz, and my body received a shiver from seeing that cute kid naked.

She has the nicest pair of boobs with medium-sized nipples. She started growing hair on her pussy, and there is limited hair in her armpits. Her stomach was flat as fuck. I bathed her. Then I brought her to the guest room and asked her to sleep naked because sleeping naked helps her get through the hangover.

That’s how I manage my hangovers. But with me, I usually wake up naked with many corporate cocks in my mouth and pussy. I started talking to her, and she explained how she was forcefully made to consume alcohol by her friends. They were one filthy spoiled bunch of kids.

Rohitha: Aunty, I love you so much. I can’t even imagine what would’ve happened to me if you hadn’t shown up to help me. I owe you big time, aunty.

Me: It’s okay, kiddo, you don’t have to thank me. You would be like my little daughter’s age if I had one. I know the kind of situation you’ve been in an hour ago. I can only perfectly imagine. Those filthy boys will make you drink and then use your body. I hope they didn’t do it by now? Have they?

Rohitha: No, aunty, they haven’t. But they were about to if you hadn’t shown up to help me. And please don’t tell my dad about me drinking and going to nightclub aunty. Please.

Me: Come on, beta. We are friends now. I wont rat you out to your parents. Don’t worry. So tell me, what was the party about? Birthday? Love anniversary?

Rohitha (feeling shy and guilty): We just passed junior college, aunty.

Me: Haha, you just passed junior college, and you are in a nightclub in the next moment. You are kiddo. Haha.

Doorbell rang. I completely forgot that there were 3 young investors, Abhay, Nikhil and Sahil, whom I have to fuck tonight. When I opened the door, they just barged in and started kissing me and frisking my body.

I pushed them away and asked them if they were here with a nice deal to offer. Or they just barged in the middle of the night with nothing but a horny dick in their hands? Nikhil threw a file at me and told me, “Read it fully and spread your legs for us.”

I read it and found it to be a good deal. I’ll get some appreciation from my boss for this deal. But quite frankly, the deal was not worth it compared to 3 cocks in my pussy. But what can I do? My pussy was able to pull off only this deal tonight.

I asked them if they wanted to have me individually or needed a gangbang. They asked me if they could fuck me individually. I laughed and them, “Ok then, come to my room on the right individually in 12 minutes.”

I went to Rohitha to check up on her. She asked me, “Who are those people, aunty? Why are they here at this hour?” I told her they were my colleagues and we were about to start my duty tonight. Like hell, she knew this was my job!

So like I promised, I gave them unlimited access to my pussy, and each earned 2 shots each. They fucked me all night. Then I convinced them to do a gangbang with me, which they did in the early morning. Sahil fucked me like 4 times that night. It was a very sexy night.

Next Morning. I went and told the father of Rohitha that she was sleeping in my flat. I also told him, “You should be proud of your daughter Sharma Ji. If she hadn’t come and saved me last night, I would’ve been a disaster. She’s sleeping in my flat now. I’ll send her when she gets up.”

After this incident, I didn’t meet Rohitha for the next 2 days. On the third day, she knocked my door. She jumped on me and hugged me very tightly when I opened it.

She exclaimed, “ I love you so much, aunty. Because of what you told my dad, he’s so proud of me. Now he’s trusting my judgment even though I am a kid. He has been very loving to me and also said that he is so happy that his daughter acted very responsible in saving you.”

Me: It is ok, dear. Now are we best friends?

Rohitha: Of course, aunty. You are my BFF from now on.

Then suddenly she started with a sad face. I asked her what had happened. She told that she was facing a terrible situation in her life. I asked her what had happened. What happens from now on is from the voice of Rohitha.

I happened to get admission to one of the oldest and most reputed colleges in Delhi. But the 1st week of the class, they keep an entry-level test in which if a student scores fewer marks, their admission can be revoked. In other words, I can be expelled.

So I became very nervous, and with an ass idea that my friend gave me, I stole the mathematics paper from the staff room. I happen to score full marks on the test. All my friends were congratulating me on getting 1st rank. Then Sujeet came and shook my hand to congratulate me. I also shook back.

He said he wanted to talk to me privately. I assumed he is one of those horny guys in college who hit on all the girls, whoever is available. Our conversation went on saying.

Sujeet: Hey, would you mind if I asked you to talk to me somewhere private. I have something important to tell you.

Rohitha: Hey, don’t be like all the other stupid boys. I know you like me and all. I also know you will give me chocolates and a greeting card to impress me. So stop this nonsense.

Sujeet: Pk if you say so. But I need to warn you. I know how you became a topper. If you don’t talk to me privately, the whole college will know your secret.

Rohitha (panicking, gasping): What are you talking about, Sujeet? Please, I’ll come and talk to you in private. Let’s go.

Sujeet: Ok, then, off we go to our classroom. It’ll be empty now.

Both entered the class.

Rohitha: Sujeet, tell me what you wanted to tell. If you say you love me, I will think about it.

Sujeet: What do you mean you’ll think about it? You bitch, I have all the crimes recorded on my phone. With one push of a button, the whole college will know that you are a cheat. Then you will be expelled.

Rohitha (almost cry face): Sujeet, please, don’t do that. I will be your girlfriend. It is ok with me.

Sujeet: Do you think I want you as my girlfriend. Haha. Silly girl. I have 1hour until classes begin again. Till then, you will have to do whatever I tell you. Agreed?

Rohitha(frightened): agreed. Now what?

He ordered me to sit on the writing bench, and he sat on the sitting bench. He suddenly asked me to lose my top. I was dumbstruck by those words. He again threatened me to send the video. So I removed my top. He asked me to open my bra and show him my boobs.

He asked me he wanted to play with them. I did exactly what he asked. Then he started kissing my neck and boobs. He sucked them, bit them, hit them, pressed them so hard till they became very red. I was crying because of the pain, but he still had control over me. He lifted my hands and started to lick my armpits.

He licked my armpits for 20 minutes and my boobs for 30 minutes. I never observed what he was doing to himself under the table. He was playing with his cock. And after he started playing with his cock, he was released. His cum was all over my face.  Then he asked me to lose my pants and undies too.

I was begging him to leave me. He said, “Rohitha, I don’t hate you or anything. I have had a huge crush on you since our 12th class. I got this opportunity now. Please don’t make me hurt you with that video. Please become naked and spread your legs for me. It won’t take long. Just 12-15 minutes tops.”

I asked what would take 12-15 minutes. He laughed and told me he was going to fuck me. I touched his feet and told him I was a virgin and please don’t do that to me.

He then told, “Ok, I wont fuck you. But you will have to satisfy my cock with your mouth. If you say you don’t know what I am talking about, I am going to release that video right now.”

I replied, that’s ok with me. I agreed to give him a blowjob. First, I started stroking his cock to wake it up after cumming a few minutes ago. It raised a little. Then I got down on my knees and started sucking his cock. He kept his hand on my head, pushing it to let me take full cock into my mouth.

I was sucking him vigorously. This was the first time I was doing all these things. I was feeling horny as well as frightened to the core of my heart. As I was sucking, I observed that his tiny cock had grown into a fat monster in my mouth. I couldn’t breathe while it was in my mouth.

Sujeet had a long black cock, which was very fat. It was around 6-inches throbbing to release its cum. He asked me to take it out of my mouth and asked me to bite his cock hard. I told, “But Sujeet, it’ll hurt you. I can’t possibly hurt you.”

He replied, “It’s ok, baby. Just do it. Bit it at different places, and after that, keep on sucking again.” I did bite his cock hard, and he shouted, “Rohitha, I love you, baby,” and pinched my nipples. He then told me to suck on his balls. I started licking and sucking his balls.

All this made my pussy wet, and I’ve been blowing him for at least 15 minutes. He then shouted, “Rohitha baby, I am about to come. I want you to please drink my cum.” Then he cummed a huge load of white cream in my mouth. I didn’t waste a single drop of it. I drank it completely.

He hugged me tightly gave me a lip kiss. He told me that, every day, same time as today, I have to give him the same treatment as today. He pressed my boob so hard while going. He also took my bra and panties with him. I started wearing clothes.

When I was done, someone in a sweet voice said, “hello Rohitha, what’s up? What are you doing here?” I looked and got stunned. It was my mathematics lecturer Ravi sir. He is too handsome, and also he’s just 29. He is too intelligent to be a small lecturer for a college.

I wished him back, saying, “Hi, sir. I was changing my dress since no one was there in the class.” He said, “No worries, dear. But I want you to look at something important.” Saying this, he showed me his phone in which there was a video of me sucking Sujeet’s cock is playing in HD quality.”

I got a panic attack, and I fell and started crying. Sir hugged me and told me nothing to be worried about. He said, “One of your classmates gave me this video Rohitha. So no issue, I will delete it in front of you.” Saying this, he smiled and tightly hugged me. I felt relaxed.

Then he told me, “Rohitha, that student sent me this video to my email. So this is still existing on my computer. But I don’t know how to delete it on my PC. Could you just come to my house tomorrow evening after class and delete it yourself? I like you, and I don’t want to see you nude in a video. If that video exists, then I will be tempted.”

I felt huge respect towards Ravi sir. I told him that I’d come and delete the video.

The next day, I went to college as usual but feared getting caught cheating in tests and sexcapades. When the class started, I wondered where is Sujeet, the asshole who blackmailed me. Since he was late, I thought he didn’t make it to the college that day and felt a little relaxed.

I was engrossed in the class as I was more interested in physics. A boy came and sat next to me. I didn’t mind since I was busy listening to the class. Then the guy next to me gave me a smartphone playing my cheating video. I was shocked to see that video, and tears appeared in my eyes.

I wondered who had done this and was shocked to see Sujeet sitting next to me. He wished me, “Hey, baby, Rohitha, how are you, my darling?”

Me: Sujeet, what the fuck are you doing? If anyone sees the video, I’ll be screwed.

Sujeet: Relax, baby, no one will see this until you make me relax with your body.

Me: Sujeet, please listen to me. I am a virgin. I don’t want to have sex. I want to keep my virginity till I marry.

Sujeet: It’s okay, Rohitha, I wont fuck you. But please let me enjoy your body at least. I have loved you since junior college. I imagined your boobs thousands of times in my mouth.

Sujeet: And your armpits. Once I saw you playing volleyball on the ground, that was the first time I saw your armpits. At that time, I wanted you to take you to the bathroom and lick every drop of sweat you have on your underarms.

Saying this, he pressed my boobs hard. I silently screamed inside.

Me: You are a pervert, Sujeet. You say you love me. Then how can you do this to me?

Sujeet (bit frustrated): Okay, it is enough, Rohitha. Please do as I say. Or else your video will be in everyone’s WhatsApp.

Me: Okay, okay. Please. Don’t be mad. Please tell me what you want.

Sujeet: Open my pants and take out my cock. And when you do, please start stroking it. Here, take some cream and apply it to your hand to massage my cock.

Me: Are you mad? We are in the middle of a class. I can’t do that. I will do it in break periods.

Sujeet: Just shut up and do it now, Rohitha. You haven’t got any other choice.

I opened his pant zip and slipped my hand inside it. I was speechless when I found out he was not wearing any underwear. So I took out his cock and started stroking it. Within minutes, the small penis became a humongous monster cock. I was shocked to see its size.

“Thank god he didn’t plan on fucking me,” I exclaimed.

It’s been 10 minutes, and it has started to burn on his cock. So Sujeet pressed my thighs sweetly and handed me over the massage gel. He said, “I love your hands, Rohitha. Please apply this gel so that my cock doesn’t burn.”

I pressed the tube and took out some gel. I started applying on his cock. My lecturer was busy teaching, and all the students were busy. No one suspected that an innocent girl like me was stroking a monster’s cock. Meanwhile, he kept his hand inside my shirt and even entered the bra.

Now he was playing with my innocent young tits and nipples. This act aroused me a bit. It’s been 15 minutes, but Sujeet hasn’t cummed yet. I wondered and asked him, “How can you be so late in cumming, Sujeet?”

He replied, “I have lots of stamina, Rohitha. It’s a shame that you will never experience my stamina since you want to keep your stupid virginity. Anyways, keep on stroking. I will let you know if I am releasing.” But he didn’t warn me. He came suddenly pinching my nipples so hard that I screamed in the class.

Lecturer asked me what had happened. I stood up in front of the whole class. I said, “I sneezed. I have a cold.” My lecturer asked me to go to the washroom and clean up my face as my lips and hands filled with spit cough. But it was Sujeet’s cum. I felt so embarrassed.

When I looked down, Sujeet was still playing with his cock. I went to the washroom and cleaned myself. During that time, the break bell rang. When I came out of the washroom, Sujeet suddenly appeared. He dragged me into the ladies’ room again and locked the door of one of the cubicles. I was shit scared.

He asked me to strip naked. I removed my shirt and skirt. He removed my bra and undies. He told me to sit on the commode. I sat and watched Sujeet stripping naked. His cock pulled out, and standing with full size looking at me. He then asked me to piss. I was shocked and asked him why?

He replied, “Please, Rohitha, I have never seen a girl pissing.” I then started pissing. His cock suddenly became a monster while he was watching me piss. Then I stood up and asked him to hand me the paper towel. He asked why. I told him that I had to clean my vagina.

Then he surprised me by saying, “Come on, Rohitha, you pissed for me. The least I can do in return is clean you pussy.” Saying this, he took some water and started cleaning my pussy. After cleaning it, he started licking it. I pushed him away and said, stop doing disgusting things to me.

He bitch slapped me so hard that I cried and sat on the commode. He then told me, “I gave up my wonderful chance of fucking you to conserve your motherfucking virginity. If you stop me from doing anything with your body, I will not tolerate it next time.”

I submitted myself to him. I thought, let’s see how the things he’s doing to me feel. He ate my pussy for 20 minutes. I came so hard in his mouth that it became difficult for me to even walk back to the class. When I returned to the class, there was no one.

I called Ravi Sir and asked why he didn’t come to the college that day. He answered me, “I am not feeling well, Rohitha. What about your plan of coming to my house today evening?”

“Sir, I am not feeling good, so I wanted to leave the college and come to you now. Is that okay?” He replied, “Yes, dear. That’s perfect. I’ll get you the permission. Just pack your things and go to the entrance gate. The watchman will let you out.”

I did just as Ravi sir said and got myself out of the college. I booked an uber and went to Ravi sir’s place. He made me nice lunch. We ate and then he took me to his computer. I started browsing his PC and found that video. I said I’d delete it. Then suddenly, Ravi sir asked me to wait.

Ravi Sir: Rohitha, I’ll let you delete that video. But before that, I want to see you naked. In front of me. So that I can see all your cute boobs and pussy.

I sat on the floor with shock. He’s no different. He is also trying to get into my pants by blackmailing me. For god sake, I am just a college girl.

Ravi Sir: Rohitha, please, when I first saw your video, I fell in love with you. Please do understand my feelings.

Me: Okay, Sir, I will show you my body.

Saying this, I opened my shirt and skirt. Ravi sir became mad and crazy looking at my flat stomach and white ass. He suddenly came on to me, pulled my panties down, and started kissing my pussy. Since there was almost zero hair on it, he inserted his tongue deep inside and ate my pussy.

Within minutes I came so hard on his face he left with loads of my pussy juices on his face. He drank most of the juices. Then he got up and asked me to show my nipples. When I started removing my bra, its clip got stuck. Ravi sir became impatient and tore off my bra with his bare hands.

He jumped on me and fell on the couch. Then he started licking and eating my boobs. He got hold of my left boob with his hand and ate my right boob. He began with licking nipples. I was becoming mad with those acts. He suddenly bit my nipples.

I shouted, “Ah, Ravi sir, please Sir, stop hurting me. It’s hurting, Sir. Sir, please.” Hearing this, he smooched me for straight for like 10 minutes. I was in his hands now fully submitted myself to him. He again started licking my pussy.

I moaned loudly, “Sir, wow, it’s a wonderful sensation. I don’t know what’s happening. Sir, please stop. I am cumming.” This was my 3rd orgasm that day. I fell on the couch tired. Ravi sir became nude within seconds. His body was amazing, with a heavy broad chest and 6 pack abs.

Then Sir took his cock out and showed it to me. It was so fucking huge, like about short scale ruler length. I loved it. I understood his intention and started sucking him. Since I had some practice sucking Sujeet’s cock, I know the technique.

He was shouting my name loudly. “Rohitha, I love you, baby, I love you. I don’t care if you’re my student. I want you, baby.” Hearing this, I kept Ravi sir’s balls in my mouth and started sucking on them. Ravi sir came full hard load inside my mouth. I drank most of the cum and choked on some.

Sir took me in his arms and cuddled me. We both were completely naked and sweating. I also felt some affection towards him. I hugged him tightly, just like a daughter hugs her father. We kissed so many times romantically. Sir was playing with my nipples, and I played with his limp cock.

It tasted good in my mouth. When Ravi sir saw that I was sweating, he licked off every drop of my sweat from my armpits. I felt very shy that my cheeks became red. Then we slept there for 30 minutes. When I woke up, our conversation started.

Me: Ravi, Sir, that was wonderful. You and me cumming. So now, can I delete the video?

Ravi Sir: No, Rohitha, I am not done with you. We have just rehearsed our sex. The real sex is when I fuck you, baby.

Me: I pushed him away and stood in front of him angrily, covering my boobs and pussy with my hands.

Ravi Sir: What happened, baby? Why are you upset?

Me: Sir, I can’t let you fuck me. I am a virgin, Sir. I am saving myself for my husband. Please don’t ask me this, Sir.

Ravi Sir: Baby, I will give you time to think about it. Come here tomorrow at the same time. If you change your mind, I’ll be the luckiest man.

Me: Thanks, Sir. But I can’t change my decision. Sorry.

Ravi Sir: It’s okay, baby. You don’t have to say sorry. I understand your decision. Anyways thanks for letting me enjoy your body Rohitha.

Me: That’s okay, Sir. I am happy about the things that happened with you today. (thinking what a gentleman sir was being)

Ravi Sir: And one more thing, Rohitha, you better deactivate your social media. Because tomorrow at 9 AM, there will be a video of you sucking Sujeet’s cock. Then after that, there will be another video, where the same girl lets her lecturer enjoy her body.

Ravi Sir: I have recorded our little sex session on the webcam. I hope you’re okay with that. Now off you go. Think about it and come to a conclusion. I am sending you a copy of the video to your mail.

I left his home without a bra, crying all tired. Hopeless.

To be continued.....

[Blue Bull]

So, Rohitha told me all the stories about those guys enjoying her body. I got really angry with those men.
Rohitha: Aunty, I don’t want to live. I lost all hope. Everyone is trying to use me for my pussy. I hate these men. I want to leave this life.

Me: Just shut up, beta. You don’t even know what the hell you are talking about. It’s a very small matter.

Rohitha (crying): you don’t know about my dad, aunty. He’ll kick me out of the house if he gets to know that I had sex at this age. Moreover, I want to keep my virginity, aunty. I am not like other girls who just want to party and fuck.

Me: I understand, darling. Let me handle this situation. Just forget about everything and sleep in my flat. If it comes to worst, I will take care of you and your studies, alright? I will fight your dad and any other motherfucker who tries to screw with you. If they mess with you, they mess with me.

Rohitha: Aunty, I never had a mom. I lost her in my childhood. I don’t even remember her clearly. I prayed many times to give me a mom. I think God answered my wishes.

Me: That’s so sweet. Now I will show you what your Sonia aunty can do to your lecturer. Just give me his fucking details.

She hugged me tightly and cried, sobbing. Her cute little face was swollen because of excessive crying. I gave her Chinese food, turned on the AC in my bedroom, and left her to sleep.

I made some calls to my corporate agents in Delhi. They are too powerful people. Those are the guys who fuck me and use me to fuck corporate clients. They love me, and I am a very special employee for them. They laughed at this story and said that dealing with this is a piece of cake.

My friend just told me, “Go and talk to that lecturer tomorrow in your style. Give him a warning. He would’ve received a call from the commissioner and me by then.”

I took a leave from the office the next day and went to see that motherfucker Ravi, the lecturer. I’ve confronted him. When he saw me, he was ready to shit his pants. That’s how scared he was.

He told me, “Madam, I am sorry that I blackmailed your girl. I am deleting all the videos now. I will never do that to Rohitha. I will also personally leak every question paper to her. Please tell your friends who called me today morning and tell them that you forgive me.”

He was crying and touched my feet. I observed his physique to be ravishing. He is almost like a movie star body. I was tempted to fuck him myself. Instead, I just told him, “Fuck off, asshole, never show your fucking face again.”

I left the college office and told Rohitha everything. She was so happy and hugged me and kissed me again. I told her, “Don’t worry, beta, aunty is here for you. So forget everything and concentrate on your studies. I will take care of that filthy bastard friend of yours too once I get my hands on him.”

In the evening Rohitha came to my flat. She kissed me and said, “This is the happiest day of my life, aunty. How the hell did you manage to scare him off with a single phone call?”

I replied, “These are my influential friends. I told them and asked them for help. It was like calling and ordering a pizza for them. Anyways, show me the video that your lecturer sent you.”

Rohitha: Aunty, please don’t ask me about those videos, aunty. I don’t want you to see all the filthy things that I have done. It’ll spoil your respect towards me.

Me: Ok, first of all, Rohitha dear, I don’t just respect you. I love you. And those aren’t filthy things. You happen to do them to filthy people. Just don’t worry. Show me the video. I will suggest you something.

I’ve seen the entire video where Ravi enjoyed every bit of Rohitha’s body.

Me: Rohitha dear, I’ve seen the video. I think when you hugged Ravi and slept with him, you felt comfortable, right? You also played with his cock before dozing off.

Rohitha: To be frank, aunty, I was completely into Ravi, sir. He is so manly and made me cum thrice. He ate my pussy as if it were chocolate pudding.

Me: I think you should have sex with Ravi, my dear.

Rohitha (shockingly): Aunty, what the fuck are you talking about? You said you solved my problem! (starts crying)

Me: Of course, beta. I solved the problem. You don’t have to worry a bit. But now, the control is in our hands. Ravi would do anything you and I order. You can use him as a practice sex toy.

Rohitha: Aunty, I am not that kind of girl. I want to save my virginity, aunty.

Me: Rohitha, baby, most girls think they are saving their pussy for their husbands. But when you marry a guy, he would’ve already fucked many girls like you. Think of Ravi. He tried to fuck you. God knows how many girls he has already fucked.

Me: But my point is, I want you to enjoy all the sexual pleasures at this age. Your body is perfect. Just lose your virginity, beta. I will make sure Ravi satisfies you to the fullest. This would be something you will not forget in your life.

Rohitha: Is sex that good?

Me: How did you feel when Ravi made you orgasm?

Rohitha: I was in heaven.

Me: Sex would be 10 times more heaven beta. that’s why I am telling you, start having sex. There’s nothing wrong with that. And you know what, if you tell Ravi to drink your piss, he will drink it. He is that scared of you and me. Let me talk to him and arrange your sex. Is that ok, dear?

Rohitha: If you say so, aunty. But can I stay in your flat for next week? My dad went to a business trip to London. I am all alone in that big flat.

Me: Of course, dear.

Rohitha went to sleep. Then I called Ravi. He answered the phone, “Mam, namaste mam. Why did you call at this hour? Have I done anything wrong? Please forgive me.”

I replied, “Oh shut up, Ravi. Just come to my house tomorrow. I need to talk to you. This is a personal thing, and I need your help,”

He told, “Of course, mam. I will be there.”

Rohitha went to college the next day, and Ravi came to my flat. He was completely drenched with sweat, and he was scared to the core. He asked, “What happened, mam?”

“Ravi, there’s no need to fear me, ok? What happened has happened. Just relax and have a drink,” I told him. He made himself comfortable. Then I broke the silence in the room and told him, “Ravi, if you finished your drink, strip naked and stand in front of me.”

He was shocked to hear this. He retaliated, saying, “Please, why are you asking this?” I got angry and shouted at him, “You filthy animal, I told you to do something. Just do it. No questions. You know me and what I am capable of. Just take off your clothes, idiot.”

Within seconds he became nude in front of me. I was tempted as never before just by seeing his body and cock. My pussy became heavily wet. I asked him why his cock wasn’t erect. He asked, “Why would it be erect, mam? I am tensed to the core. Please don’t do anything. I already said sorry for Rohitha.”

I told him to relax. “Uff, Ravi dear, I am not here to torture you or something. I just want to know your stamina in bed.” He replied in shock, “what do you mean by that, mam? How would you test my stamina?”

“By having sex with you, you dumb fuck,” I laughed at him naughtily. He had a small happy smile on his lips. I transferred my whiskey glass from my right hand to my left. I grabbed Ravi’s cock with my right hand and started stroking it.

Since the palm was so cold with the drink, Ravi moaned, “Ah, madam.”

“Please stop calling me ‘mam.’ It’s so annoying, Ravi. Call me Sonia,” I said.

Ravi: Mam, I don’t know if I can call you by name. I am pretty much frightened by you.

Me: Ravi, come on, soon your cock is going to be inside me. Please stop acting as if I am a monster.

Ravi: Can I call you Sonia Bhabhi? I always had a fantasy of fucking my brother’s wife.

Me: Haha. I don’t know why you guys are so obsessed with bhabhis. It’s ok if calling me Bhabhi helps you get your cock bigger. By all means, you can call me Bhabhi, my dear devarji.

Ravi’s cock jumped from my hand and became a huge monster just by hearing words Devarji from my mouth. “Ah, Sonia Bhabhi, keep stroking Bhabhi. It is wonderful.”
Me: Ok, devarji, it’s time to get your cock some wetness. Go and sleep on the couch in the living room.

Ravi: Bhabhi, I don’t want to fuck you this early. I want to play with your body Bhabhi. Please.

Me: That’s what I mean, devarji. I don’t want you to fuck me. By wetness, I meant I am about to suck your cock.

Saying this, I took off everything on my body. I kneeled down on my knees and took Ravi’s cock in my mouth.

Ravi: Ahh, Bhabhi, this is wonderful, probably the best blowjob I’ve ever had in my life.

I sucked him off for a good 5-10 minutes and then got up and smooched him. He loved my smooch but soon broke the kiss and ate my boobs like a crazy person. I told, “Devarji, please control. I am not running away. I will be here only. Eat them slowly.”

He was in no position to listen to me. He just kept sucking my nipples. I ordered him to bite my nipples and pull them with his teeth. He just did as I asked him. It is a heavenly feeling when a guy pulls your nipple with his teeth. Slowly I lost balance, and I slipped on the couch along with Ravi’s mouth on my boobs.

He didn’t care. He kept on sucking for hard 15 minutes. My right boob became red, and my left boob was filled with his saliva. Seeing this scene, my pussy got drenched with pussy juices. I asked him, “Devarji, please feel my pussy also. It needs some attention.”

But no, he was just interested in my boobs. He was like a small baby crying and getting crazily mad for boobs. Then he suddenly lifted my hands and started licking my armpits. I was taken a bit aback. I know some guys are interested in armpits. But my devar is drinking my armpit sweat and eating my armpits.

I felt a little shy after so many years. I thought it was enough. If he doesn’t know what is happening in my love hole, he will take an hour more to fuck me. I took his cock in my left hand. He moaned, “ Ah, Bhabhi. Yes, stroke it Bhabhi. I love you, bhabhi. I lust for you.”

Then I grabbed his right hand and forcibly kept his fingers on my pussy. He stopped licking my armpits and looked at me. He was amazed by my pussy and started kissing me. Then slowly, he inserted his cock into my pussy. Since my pussy had become a river, it didn’t need any lubrication.

After 2 or 3 strokes, he started increasing his pace. I shouted in ecstasy, “Devar ji, you’re awesome. Oh my god!” He was ravishing me like a street dog fucking a pet bitch. I kissed him while he was fucking me in a missionary position. Then I asked him to change the position.

I spread my legs and stood down on all fours. Then Ravi started to fuck in doggy style. He was becoming mad when he saw my ass. He pulled out his cock all of a sudden, and there was a sound from my pussy “Pluch.” That sound was damn sexy. He started licking my pussy and ass.

I told him to bite my ass, and I wanted a love bite in my right butt cheek. He bit me very cutely. I then asked him whether he could lick my asshole. He came on to me and kissed my neck, and gave a bite on it. I took it as a yes. As expected, he started licking my asshole.

I never expected him to do it. I threw him on the floor and got on top of him. I started riding him with full throttle. He couldn’t take it. He just hugged me, cried, and told me he was about to cum. I took his face in my hands and kissed him.

I told him, “There is no way I am going to let your sperms spill out, Devaraj.” He hadn’t got time, so he released his full load inside my pussy. It was a flood gate opening. My pussy is a pond since I had 100s of cocks inside me. Even my big pussy was not enough for his cum.

He cuddled me kept his face inside my large milf boobs. While his sperms were flowing out of my pussy, I was playing with his limp cock. We dozed off for an hour. Once we got up, we went to shower and had one more session there. Finally, we got ready and went to a restaurant for lunch.

Me: So, devarji, how did you like my pussy? Is it good?

Ravi: Bhabhi, you’re a goddess. A sex goddess. I love you, Bhabhi. This is real. I really love you.

Me: Not so fast, boy. I have a request to ask you. Remember that’s the reason I called you.

Ravi: Yes, Bhabhi, tell me. Anything. Just give me an order.

Me: Ravi, I want you to take Rohitha’s virginity and give her twice the satisfaction you gave me today. I want you to make her a woman from a girl. I’ve discussed this with her, and she said ok. She is into you. So I will drop her off at your flat tomorrow evening after college at 7 pm.

Me: I will come to pick her up the next morning at 11 am. By the time I meet her, I want her to tell me she has been to heaven the previous night. I don’t care how you do it. But if you fail to do it, I promise I will fuck your life up.

Ravi spat out the drink he was taking and was dumbstruck with the request I made.

Without any delay, let’s get back into the story. Ravi and I were sitting in a restaurant after having a wonderful fuck session in my house. I liked Ravi and his cock strength.

So, I broke the silence in no time by telling him that he will have to take Rohitha’s virginity and satisfy her to heaven. He was astonished after hearing this.

Ravi: Bhabhi, you blackmailed me, warned me that you’ll end my career if I try to touch Rohitha’s pussy. Why on earth would you want me to take her virginity now? What happened?

Me: I know what I said, Ravi. But get this. That kid is growing. Have you seen her boobs? My bad, you already had your oral sex session with my baby already by blackmailing her. When I saw the video you sent her to blackmail her, I loved your body.

“That’s the reason I had you fuck me heavily in my house an hour ago. I loved the way you are satisfying women. But what I also saw in that video is that Rohitha cuddled you when she had her 3rd orgasm. She hugged you so tightly and affectionately as if you were her father.”

“She loved you until you bought up the topic of putting your cock inside her vagina. I want her to become a woman. That too in hands and cocks of a romantic person like you. Unlike others, you care about her. So from what I assume, you will have amazing sex with her. Not just fuck her.”

Ravi: Sonia Bhabhi, I understand. But after you confronted me with the blackmail issue, I realized that I am being sexual towards college girls. I had sex with the girls for giving them marks. Now when I think of all of them, I feel terrible. I can’t have one more virgin pussy on my cock Bhabhi. Please understand.

Me: But Rohitha loves you, Ravi. It’s not wrong if it is consensual. And being her guardian, I am permitting you to have her. Do you know what she told me when I asked her if she enjoyed your oral sex session? She said, “Aunty, I think I like Ravi, sir. He took me to heaven while eating my vagina.”

Ravi: Wow, she said that? I think I might just fall in love with that kid. But Bhabhi, if I have sex with her, promise me you won’t leave me. I lust for you.

Me: Don’t worry, Ravi, this thing with Rohitha is just a one-time thing. With me, it’s a sexual relationship. And trust me, I have the hungriest vagina in entire Delhi. Just call me and ask for my pussy anytime and anywhere you want. Since you accepted the mission to break into Rohitha’s innocent pussy, let me give you an advance payment for this task.

Saying this, I went under the table and opened his pant zip. I didn’t let him wear his underwear because I already knew I would convince him to fuck Rohitha. When I took his cock in my hands and called him, “Devarji, shall I have your cock? I need a protein cum shake.”

His cock, as usual, sprung into a long devilish hotrod by hearing me say Devarji. I sucked his cock for a long 15 minutes. He was moaning Bhabhi on and on. A waiter came to our table and asked him if he was ok. He was shit scared that we would get caught.

But he doesn’t know that I sucked hundred of cocks under the dining table. Haha. I have lots of experience. When I bit his cock and got his balls in my mouth, he released his load into my mouth.

In the evening, Rohitha came from college. I asked her how her day was. She told, “Aunty, I wasn’t interested in any class at all. All I thought was you telling me to have sex with Ravi, sir. Aunty, this is my first time. I want to give my tender pussy to someone I love. I understand the pleasures in sex that you told me to have. But I think I will get a boyfriend, and then we will have sex when we feel like having it.”

Me: Baby, you remember when you and Ravi had oral sex?

Rohitha: Yes, aunty. And I accept that it was an amazing experience. I also told you that I love Ravi, sir. But this is different, aunty.

Me: Rohitha, have you watched porn?

Rohitha: Occasionally, aunty. Yes. I know what sex is if you want to ask me that next.

Me: No beta. I know that you know what sex is. But how long do you think a guy will fuck you without cumming? How much satisfaction do you think a guy without sexual experience can give you beta?

Rohitha: I don’t know, aunty. But I think a virgin guy can fuck me for like 30 minutes. I guess.

Me (huge laughter): Haha, you stupid girl. A guy without experience can fuck you a maximum of 5-8 minutes. Then he’ll cum inside you. And you won’t be anywhere near your orgasm. Most experienced men will fuck you for 15 minutes and set up camp inside your young tight pussy.

Rohitha: What the fuck? Just 5-8 minutes? That’s too less, aunty, even for a virgin girl.

Me: You know how much time Ravi can fuck you? About 35 minutes. That is 5 minutes more than you thought.

Rohitha: Oh my god, aunty. It’ll be ecstasy to have Ravi sir. Haha. But how do you know that he’ll last that long? You just met him twice.

Me: It’s actually thrice. While you were at college today, I called Ravi and had sex with him. He went crazy while doing me and lasted around 35 minutes in the first round itself.

Rohitha: Oh my god, aunty. Why the hell did you fuck him? Are you insane?

Me: No beta. I am not insane. I was preparing him for you. And yeah, I was hungry myself for cock.

Rohitha: Stop, aunty, haha.

We both laughed heavily.

Me: So beta, what now? Will you lose your virginity to Ravi?

Rohitha: Yes, aunty. I will sleep with Ravi sir. I am feeling very shy and tense, aunty.

Me: Why tense, baby?

Rohitha: I heard from my friend who had sex with her father. She told me that it hurt her a lot.

Me: I trained Ravi to take care of you and your innocent fresh pussy beta. He will take your virginity before you even know it.

Rohitha: Thank you so much for doing this, aunty.

Me: It’s ok, my love. You are my best friend, na. I will do anything for you. Now go and sleep. You have a test tomorrow. And after the test, you can begin your holidays with your Ravi sir’s cock in your young virgin pussy.

Saying this, she slept, and I came to the living room to watch Netflix and fixed myself a fine single malt scotch. Later at midnight, Rohitha came to me and sat next to me by holding my hands and leaning on me.

Me: What’s the matter, beta? You have a test in the morning, don’t you want to prepare for it?

Rohitha: Ravi sir just mailed me the questions in tomorrow’s test, aunty. He said he would help me out in the exam as well. But I have prepared all those questions, and I will top in it.

Me: Then what’s the problem, baby? Why aren’t you sleeping?

Rohitha: It’s not the test that I am worried about, aunty. It’s about the sexual test. I am going to have an exam tomorrow. I am worried about that.

Me: Baby, I already told you I had trained Ravi to take care of you. He will treat you like a baby and will give you utmost satisfaction.

Rohitha: I am very thankful to you for doing that, aunty. I am. But, all I watched is porn till now. And some blowjobs that I gave to my classmate and Ravi sir. That’s it. I don’t know anything about sex, aunty. I am afraid I will look like a fool tomorrow when Ravi sir will have sex with me. I want to participate. I want to know things.

Me: I understood your thoughts, baby. I will teach you everything there is to know about sex. But you should do exactly what I say. You shouldn’t be shy about things that I ask you to do. Is it a deal?

Rohitha: Definitely, aunty. I won’t shy out. I will do exactly what you say.

Me: Start with having this drink of scotch. Finish that peg in one go.

She drank that peg in one go, as I said. She didn’t like it, but yeah, she did it anyway. Later, when I asked her to take one more peg the same way, she drank that too.

Rohitha: Aunty, this drink is not tasty at all. Yuck!

Me: Haha, beta, it is single malt scotch. It is one of the finest in the world. You will understand the taste and value of this drink only when you can use your pussy completely for pleasure. Since you’re a virgin for so many things, I understand.

Rohitha: Tell me more. What should I do now?

Me: Take off your clothes and become nude completely beta. Show your aunty what you have.

Rohitha: (shocked) Aunty? Really?

Me: Beta, I told you not to ask questions, na? Please do it, baby. And I am almost your mother. So no worries.

Rohitha: Ok, aunty, here we go.

Saying this, she took off her t-shirt and shorts. She was with perfect nipples and cute boobs, white skin and pussy with some hair. Sexy as hell ass.

Me: Beta, some sit on me by facing me. Just put your legs on either side of my lap and make yourself comfortable.

Rohitha: Ok, aunty. Now what?

Me: Now aunty is going to give you some pleasure lessons.

Saying this, I started sucking her nipples. She immediately caught my neck and hugged me. She also started moaning, and that is when I bit her nipples. She shouted, “Aunty, this is wonderful. I don’t know why my head with a little heavy, and I have a buzz.”

I told her, “That’s the scotch taking its effects, baby doll.”

I sucked her boobs for 10 minutes heavily and stopped. She removed her hand from hugging me and asked me, “Why did you stop, aunty? Don’t you like my boobies?”

I told her, “These are some of the finest boobs I have ever seen in my life, beta. And one more thing, can you call me mummy for today? Is it ok with you?” Then she replied by kissing my cheeks, “Sure, mummy. Anytime.”

Electric buzz passed over my entire body. I asked her to get off my lap and sleep on the couch. She did exactly what I asked her. I bent over and kissed her entire body on all spots. Her face became red. She kissed me on my cheeks so many times.

That’s when I told her, “Beta, you can smooch your mom. You know mom won’t mind, na?” She cried a little and gave me a small peck on my lips. Then I lifted her and entered my tongue into her mouth. We kissed for 15 minutes, and she was leaking liquids from her love hole.

My couch became wet with her liquids, and so did my underwear inside my nightgown. Then she asked me, “Mummy, mind if I ask you something? Please?” I responded by kissing her nipples, “Anytime, anything for my baby. Go on.” She asked me, “ Can you kiss my armpits if that’s ok?”

I laughed inside and smiled at her. I said, “Haha, my baby knows her needs. Sure, baby. Lift your arms and let me taste your underarms.” Saying this, I kissed and licked both her armpits. She became erratic and started smooching me heavily.

Then I stopped her and told her to accompany me to my bedroom. I turned on the AC inside and put on some romantic lights. I generally use these lights when I bring home some corporate big shot and give them a girlfriend experience. I made her sleep on the bed naked.

I told her, “You want to see mummy naked?” She became so shy nodded her head. I took off my clothes and entered into a bedsheet. I hugged her and kissed her. Then she asked me, “Mummy, show me your boobies.” I asked her to pull off the bedsheet and see for herself.

She took off the bedsheet and was dumbstruck to see my breasts. She said, “OMG, mom, you have huge breasts, omg they’re twice my size. I wish I could have boobs like you.”

I told her, “Beta if you like them so much, why aren’t you playing with them? Kiss my boobs and bite my nipples. Do all the things people have done to your boobs, including Ravi and me. Come on, start doing it, beta. Mummy is waiting.”

She started sucking on my huge boobs and was licking my big nipples. She said, “Mom, you have such big areolas. When will I get such big stuff?”

I told her, “Baby, first lose your virginity tomorrow and have constant sex later on. They will grow eventually after 3-4 years. Meanwhile, your boobies are not so bad. They’re amazing. I love them, so does Ravi.”

Then I pressed her boobs a little hard, which she liked. I asked, “Beta, you want mommy to massage your pussy?.” She was excited and told, “Yes, mommy, do it. Massage my pussy.”

I got down and started licking her pussy with my tongue. I inserted my tongue so deep that she started shouting loud moans. She just loved, and within minutes, she came on my face. I was sucking on all the cum of my baby girl. She was completely relaxed, put her arms under her head, and slept.

I went on top and sucked her armpits. She got so emotional and hugged me tightly, saying, “Aunty, you are the best mom any girl could ever have. Love you, mommy.” I asked her to lick my pussy and told her to taste mommy’s cum. She did exactly what I told her.

She became delighted from the taste of my mature pussy. Since she was a beginner, it took a lot of time for her to make me cum and meanwhile, I was sweating like a pig. We both were. The AC in my room became useless because of our body heat.

Then when she finally tasted my cum, she became so happy. She came up to me, kissed me, and said, “Mom, I finally tasted your cum. I love you so much.” I hugged her tightly and made her sleep naked on top of me. She slept silently by sucking my boobs.

Finally, she went into a deep sleep by having my left nipple in her mouth. Tears came out of my eyes just by thinking of being with my baby girl. As a corporate slut, I had slept with women too, but they were women. My baby girl was sucking my milk and had sex with me just now. I rubbed through her hair, and I also slept.

The next day morning, I woke her up by licking her pussy. But I didn’t make her cum. She asked me why didn’t make her cum. I told her that she needed all her pussy juices for the evening. I told her it was a big day for her and got her ready for college.

Later that day after college: I went to Rohitha’s college to pick her up. I picked her up. On my way to Ravi’s house, I stopped at a pharmacy. She asked, “Why are we stopping at the pharmacy, aunty?” I asked her to wait here. When I returned, I gave her a packet and told her to see what it was.

When she opened it, she was shocked and was blushing like a young bride who was about to lose virginity. She said, “Aunty, you bought me condoms?” I replied, “Yes, darling, not just condoms. They are imported ones. I ordered them, especially for your vagina. It won’t burn when Ravi enters your pussy.”

She hugged me, thanked me and also kissed me. I dropped her at Ravi’s house and left. She was entering the apartment, and I called Ravi, “Hello devarji, your virgin student is entering your building. Have a good time and show her a good time.”

He told me, “Sure, Bhabhi. I will take her on the trip of heaven. I also bought some Viagra so that I can give her a good fuck of at least 45 minutes.”I left for home.

To be continued.....

[Blue Bull]

I was entering the building. While I was in the elevator, there was huge sweat and tension in my head. I felt some tingling in between my legs. When I kept my hand in my panty, they were completely wet. I realized how hot I got for Ravi sir.

I rang the doorbell. When Ravi sir opened, my heart skipped a beat as Ravi sir was naked. There was pure lust and love in my eyes when I saw him. Oh my god, those 6 pack abs, those muscles, and not to mention his huge cock. He pulled me suddenly and lifted me in his arms.

I wrapped my hand around his neck and started kissing him. He closed the door with his legs. I was too much tempted and was kissing Ravi Sir heavily. I was eating his tongue and lips when he took me to the bathroom. He dropped me and asked me to strip naked.

I removed my tube tank dress and was in my bra and panty. There were flowers on my panty and bra. Ravi sir laughed seeing those pictures. I got angry and pushed him, saying, “Don’t laugh, Sir. I may be a 19-year-old virgin kid now. But I wont be any more after today.”

He replied, “I know, baby. Just go and have a nice bath. Then we will have dinner.” I said, “Ok, Sir. I will be fresh for you.” We both laughed. I removed my innerwear and opened the shower. I looked at my little perky boobs. I also looked at my young virgin pussy with small hairs on it one last time.

Because after tonight, it won’t be innocent and not virgin anymore. I saw the sexiest red lingerie I had ever seen when I came out.

There was a notecard, “I got it for you, beta. It’s Persian silk. It is one of the sexiest lingerie in the world. Wear it and have a nice time. I wish you luck. Happy pussy opening ceremony. – Yours loving Sonia aunty.” I cried with emotion. I was thinking how much aunty cares for me.

I wore that lingerie and entered the living room. Ravi sir was still naked, but his cock was shrunken. I thought it’ll be huge once I start playing with it. Ravi sir arranged a most romantic candlelight dinner.

When I was about to sit in a chair, Sir stopped me and said, “ Rohitha baby, don’t sit on that chair. It’ll hurt your ass. Come sit on my lap. I will feed you myself.”

When I sat on Ravi sir’s lap, there was a hot rod poking my pussy. I laughed by seeing it was fully erect. I said, “Sir, it is already big. Oh my god, your cock is bigger than our first oral sex session.” He said, “Thanks, darling. That is meant to satisfy you only. It is yours from now on.”

We ate dinner while I was sitting on Sir’s lap. Then we watched some romantic films on Netflix. Around 11 pm, Sir switched off the TV and carried me to his bedroom. When we entered the bedroom, there were rose petals everywhere on the bed and candles placed around the bed.

There was a pathway of lily flowers from door to bed. Sir took me to the bed and dropped me on it. My heart was beating heavily thinking of how crazy it will be in the next 2 hours. He came on to me and gave me a kiss. Sir was on the bed turned up and I climbed on him and started kissing him back.

I was literally feeling cloud 9 scenarios. The best part is, Sir was naked the entire time I was with him. I was playing with his cock while kissing. When I was about to go down and suck his cock, Sir stopped me and placed me on the bed. He came on top of me, kissed me, went down and removed my panty.

My young hole of youth is clearly visible to him now. I said, “Sorry, Sir, I didn’t shave. I know guys like it clean-shaven, but I never kept a blade on my pussy. There’s only too little hair and I didn’t want to trim.”

Sir started licking my pussy and moaned, “Rohi baby, it is your day. You don’t have to shave dear. You don’t know how sexy you look with those little and starting staged pubic hair.” Saying this, he continued licking my pussy.

He ate my vagina for like 30 minutes, and he stopped in between whenever I felt like cumming. Even after 35 minutes, I almost came to the verge of cumming at atleast 4 times, but every time Sir stopped it.

Then he asked me to suck his cock. I was very happy too. I started eating his cock vigorously and sucking his bulb and balls for about 20 minutes. His cock was rock hard, saluting me. I was shocked to see how long Ravi sir could hold his cum.

Then Sir opened my top, and we were both stark naked. I was like a small cute girl cuddled in her daddy’s arms. Sir started sucking my small boobs and biting my nipples. Suddenly he took some ball-shaped pink plastic thing and inserted it in my pussy suddenly. I didn’t feel and thing. It was like a small magnet.

Sir took his smartphone and switched on something. The thing inside my pussy started vibrating. I started moaning, “Sir, this is amazing. This is pure heaven. Oh, god, I am losing my mind.” Then Sir took my hands and tied them to the bed with my lingerie top.

It was a moment, just like erotic softcore porn movies. I was out of control. I desperately needed Ravi sir’s cock in my vagina. That’s when he started licking my armpits. He licked them. He also drank drops of sweat from my armpits. I was blushing, and my cheeks became red.

Sir took his cock and placed it at my pussy hole. He took out the vibrator and started rubbing his cock on my glory hole. I knew that was the most awaited moment. When he was about to enter, I stopped him by kissing him and then told him, “Sir, Sonia aunty gave us imported condoms. Let’s use them.”

Then Sir laughed and replied, “Maybe we will use it for second round Rohi (love name for Rohitha) darling. But now, it must be bare cock.” I asked him what if I became pregnant. He made me relax and told me that it was not a problem since I was not in my periods.

I gave him a romantic smile and asked him to go on. The room was silent. My hands were tied to the bed. That was the moment Sir made a big push and with one push his cock was all the way into my vagina. I cried and shouted like a small girl. There were tears coming out of my eyes since I was in pain.

But Ravi sir kissed me on my neck and gave me a love bite there. He was inside my pussy for like 3 minutes. I was getting used to that pain and that’s when Sir asked, “ Beta, can I fuck you now?”

I gave him a tight kiss and said, “I love you, Sir. How can I not let you fuck me even after you asked for my permission? Fuck me, Sir, make me a woman.” Sir started pounding my pussy by making to and fro motions. Then he started with speed thumps. There was a huge sound of ‘thump thump thump.’

I asked, “What was that sound?” He didn’t answer me but he licked the tears from my eyes and kissed my eyes. Asked me if it’s ok now. I was feeling so good while Sir was fucking me. It’s been 15 minutes since Sir started fucking me in a missionary position.

He also fucked me from the backside. He made me roll over and sleep reverse. Then he slept below and asked me to ride him. I started riding for good 25 minutes. Sir was pinching my nipples and eating them. He always placed his hands on my hips for a better moment while fucking.

I didn’t even notice but Ravi sir’s cock was completely inside me. I was about to cum. I kissed him and told him that I was about to cum. Sir suddenly came to me, and Sir was sitting, I was on top of his laps riding his cock while my legs wrapped around his hips.

We both hugged tightly and I came with huge water from my pussy came out. That immediate instant, Ravi sir came inside my little pussy. The feeling of hot cum flowing inside my pussy made me feel crazy and mad. I caught Ravi sir’s backside of his neck and scratched him with my nails.

That’s when slowly Sir made me roll over and sleep while still his cock was inside me. I was relaxing, then Ravi sir told me, “Happy birthday, dear. You now are not a girl anymore, both by age and virginity. And thanks for giving your virginity to me, darling. I always have a special place in your heart.”

I cried a lot and hugged him very tightly. I told him, “I love you so much, Sir. I don’t know if I will have a boyfriend or when will I get married. But I promise you. You have all rights on my pussy, Sir. For my whole life.”

Then Sir removed his cock from my pussy. I was sleeping on his chest in the most romantic way possible. I just remembered, that too after Sir wished me. It was my 19th birthday. I am 19 now. Most importantly, I am a woman now.

Thinking this, I dozed off into sleep. That was one wonderful sleep I got that night. But after 3 hours, around 3 am, I guess there was some movement near my nipples and pussy. I got off from sleep to see Ravi sir pinching my nipples and rubbing his cock on my pussy lips.

I removed the blanket, threw it away, and kissed Ravi Sir. I started eating his tongue and having a long French kiss. When I touched Ravi sir’s cock, it was huge and very hot and hard. I lusted it. So I made Ravi sir sleep and went down on him to suck him off.

I started sucking his mushroom button at the beginning of the cock. I bit it and He started moaning. “Rohitha baby, that was amazing. Keep biting me. Just bite my cock, eat it” I laughed at Sir’s dialogues. I started taking the full length of his dick in my mouth.

It was very big compared to the last time I had oral sex with him. All my saliva leaked from my mouth to the floor and his cock. That was an amazing view. But I could only take half of his cock in my mouth. Then Ravi sir suggested he will do missionary position fuck with my mouth.

I was amazed at his idea. So I slept in a normal position, and Sir came on to me and positioned his huge dick in front of my mouth. He started making to and fro moments into my mouth with his monster cock. I enjoyed every bit of it. Within minutes, I was able to take the full length into my throat.

That was my first deep throat, and I was crying with pleasure. I wrapped my hands on Sir’s ass and pulled it towards my mouth. Then we changed to 69 position and I was usually tempted with that position. Sir was eating my pussy, and I was relishing his huge monster cock.

Then Sir suddenly inserted his tongue deep inside my clitoris. It has gone so deep that he happened to tingle with my G spot. I came heavily into his mouth. Too much cum was spilt into his mouth. Without any single hesitation, Ravi sir drank every last bit of my cum.

I was relaxed and tired at that point. Ravi sir said, “Baby, now I will fuck you in a different way. You will find it quite vulgar, but it is very pleasure induced.”

I bit his chest and kissed it by replying, “Sir, my body is submitted to you. I know you will make me happy today. So please don’t ask for any permission. Just go ahead and fuck me.”

He tied my hands separately to the two opposite ends of the bed top. I thought it no different from him tying my both hands together 3 hours ago. But what blew my mind was he spread my legs and tied them individually. I was sleeping on my bed, completely stretching my hands and legs in an X shape.

Sir started with my neck and gave me a love bite on it. Then he licked it slowly moved to my armpits. You might have already guessed. Yes, he became a crazy person by licking my armpits. It was so precarious that I was bursting laughing.

Ravi Sir: Come on, baby, why are you laughing?

Me: Sir, it is very ticklish. Please bite it for a minute, Sir.

Hearing this, he gave me a love bite on my left armpit. Shock waves were passing through my body extensively. He slowly moved to my navel area and licked it entirely with his tongue. I was fully tempted to catch his head with my hands. I wanted to do things to him.

But my hands are tied. When I told him the exact thing, he smiled and told me, that is the speciality of this position, baby. It is a submissive. He laid himself on my flat belly, and his tongue circled on my belly button. That was the most romantic thing that I have done in my life.

He bit me there also. I thought soon my body would be filled with Ravi sir’s love bites. He then slowly went to my pubic area. I thought, “There he is. He reached his destination.” We both laughed and shared a smile. He then placed a pillow below my gand(ass).

I understood, so I also lifted myself a little bit. Then the most surprising thing has happened. Ravi sir inserted his right hand thumb into my asshole. I became unconscious with the amount of pleasure I got.

But I shouted at him, saying, “Sir, please, my shit will be there inside. You don’t have to touch it for my pleasure. Take out your finger, Sir. Please.” Then Sir started sucking my nipples while silently taking something from the adjacent cupboard.

It was the vibrator again. Only this time, he put that pink thing in my ass and started with full force vibrations. I was becoming mad and started moaning. “Ravi, sir, please fuck me. I can’t control it anymore. I want to cum so badly, Sir. Please, oh my god. Wow, this is heaven, for god sake.”

While keeping my boobs in his mouth, Sir inserted his manhood into my love hole. That was real heaven for me. since it was my second time, there was no pain but pleasure. He was fucking me with full force and heavy speed. I started crying again. This time Ravi sir licked my tears and bit my ears.

I can’t do anything as my hands and legs are tied to the bed. I shouted, “Sir, I beg you, please untie me. I want to hug you, Sir. I love you.” He said, “Not now, my baby, hold on till you cum.”

Meanwhile, the vibrator in my ass is doing its work, and my asshole was on fire. I couldn’t control it anymore, and come on Sir’s cock. I shouted and bit him on his neck. He exclaimed, “Ah, my baby is learning to give me love bites.” My face became so red with shyness.

After I came heavily, Sir untied me, and within seconds I jumped onto Sir kissed him madly like a cavewoman. I didn’t know anything else. The only thought in my mind was to have Ravi sir inside me. Sir lifted me and threw me away on the corner of the bed.

I climbed on top of him and started riding again. He continuously rammed me for at least 25 minutes. I was amazed by Ravi sir’s strength and stamina. He was inside me for the last 45 minutes and I cummed once. But he was not even near an orgasm.

I asked him, “Sir, when will you cum for me?” He gave a cute smile and told me, “Soon, baby, soon. You enjoy my cock, beta.” He was constantly giving me pushes inside my pussy. I was riding him with a very good rhythm. He was felt very happy that being a virgin, my riding was fantastic.

He even kissed me for that, saying, “You are riding me fantastic. I love you, baby. I love you,” saying this, he put me on the bed again and started humping me again. Then he told me he was about to release his load.

Me: Sir, can I ask you something?

Ravi sir: Baby, please, not now. I am about to cum inside you. Please, darling, hold on for just 20 seconds.

Me: Sir, I want your cum in my mouth. I saw that cum eating in porn. I want to do it.

Ravi sir: Your wish, baby,

Saying this, he pulled out his cock and stuffed it in my mouth. He said, “Beta, you know what to do, na?” I smiled and started sucking his cock. Even though I was naturally sucking, he was still not cumming. I got frustrated and bit his cock, and there it was.

His full load was in my mouth. Sir shouted my name. I drank almost every drop of his cum, but there was a lot that spurted out my mouth. Sir took a tissue paper and cleaned it on my mouth. He hugged me so tight in his arms, and so did I. he then silently pulled out the vibrator in my ass.

My body jerked when he pulled it suddenly. That’s when I spoke some taboo words. “Bhaiyya, that was amazing.”

Ravi sir: Did you call me bhaiyya?

Me: Sorry, Sir, but from the moment your cock was inside me broke my hymen. I thought of you as my bhaiyya fucking me. I won’t call you if you feel awkward.

Ravi sir: Beta, that was the most romantic thing that any girl called me. I love it. I just got chill by listening to your words, ‘bhaiyya.’ But it will be more romantic if you call me Sir. Because fucking my kid student is more taboo than fucking my little sister. Is that ok, baby?

Me: Of course, Sir. You will always be my Sir. I love you. Sir, if you don’t mind, I am very tired. I want to sleep.

He said, “Of course, beta. Sleep. You need to rest. It’s 5 am already. And I want you to be ready for the next session in 2 hours.”

I laughed and pinched his cheeks, saying, “My naughty Sir is not done with me, huh? Well, I am always ready to myself to you, but I need some energy.” He gave me a juice and made me sleep. I asked him to cuddle, and we both slept cuddling each other......

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