Story of Sheela - by Humtum

[hirarandi]

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bechari……..lal ho rahee hai……. Magar abhi dam hai,
Kumarji to dera dewana hai. Who to Mumbai luta de
iskay liyay….. Bala did not like her flattery and
said, Mrs. Nigam, with all the money you fill your bag
and meri Bibiji ki choot dard uthai….. Na na na,
main to Sheela ka bhi purse bhardoingi, meray pass to
iskay bahut chahnay walay hain. I was not relishing
this commercial talk but at the same time was feeling
like a whore waiting for customers to come and
fuck……. Deep in this amazement, I did not hear when
Kumarji came and greedily was looking at my naked
body, with dried semen around choot and crushed
sheet……. Adjusting his rising lund in his dhoti, he
sat beside me on the bed, Bala and Mrs. Nigam also
present in the room, was set for a wild orgy coming
up. Kumarji removed his dhoti and kurta, revealing his
hard lund while I waited naked like a whore on the
bed. Mrs. Nigam was holding Bala’s lund and sucking
as Kumarji positioned his lund against my choot and
without loosing time he was in and out and fucking
like a mad dog. Udhar Mrs. Nigam Bala ka lund choose
rahi thi aur binti kar rahi thee ki Bala please mujhay
chod, main kab say teray lund kay liya mari jaa rahi
hoon. Bala this purse of mine is full of notes, you
take all but chod me once to my heart desire…… I
winked at Bala to go ahead, he took his lund out of
her mouth and laying her on the bed beside me, started
pumping as two wrestlers in a competition………. The
room was filled with moans and smell of semen.
Kumarji was no doubt very good fucker, he would take
his lund out upto the edge of my choot and then thrust
it with force, making me go wild with pleasure filled
pain.
It was getting 11 am and I had to reach hotel before
lunch, so hurriedly I showered and changed as Mrs.
Nigam and Kumarji left. After they had left I noticed
a wad of notes, perhaps few thousand which Kumarji had
left………that bastard son of a whore. I was filled with
rage and almost ran to call him and slap it on his
face. Then I thought why not gift it to Bala.
I shifted to the Hotel at about lunch time. Being very
tired, went to sleep skipping lunch. Bragy had phone
to inform me that Jim would not be able to make it in
the day for lunch, so I had undisturbed sleep, which I
badly needed. Late evening I got up and decided to
have a swimbath. I left message in the room that I am
at the pool and went for the pool.
Until departure to Hongkong after two weeks, I stayed
in the Hotel with daily chudai with Jim. During these
three weeks the amount of chudai I had, made me so
lund hungary that any little opportunity for my
choot to get a lund was never denied. Mainay ek din
Hotel kay bearer say bhi chudwaya, Bala mujhay ek din
phone kiya, main usko hotel kay bahar mili aur usnay
apnay dost kay malik kay ghar laijakar mujhay khoob
choda apnay dost kay saath milkar.
Jab Vinod last week main aya to main chudwani ki bahut
shauqeen ho chuki thi. Vinod ko bhi choot ki shakti
ka pata chal gaya tha…… uskay kahnay par ek raat
mainay Jim aur Vinod kay saath saath chudwakar
bitaya……..
Jim had to vacate his house for the next MD, so he
also shifted in the same hotel. Now I would have
dinner together and sleep together. Jim became so
fond of me that, he would phone me dozen times from
his mobile and with hungry eyes and hard lund would
welcome me in his arms upon return from office. I
realized that I was becoming nymphomaniac……. The
thought of any lund would make me want it no matter
who the person was. It was Thursday night, as usual
Jim came early from office, we had shower together, he
would rub soap on my body and I would fondle his hard
lund and it was real fun fucking with soapy and
slippery body on the floor of the bathroom….. we
walked together naked to the room. Jim poured a glass
of whisky and we sipped it lying naked on the bed.
Jim would dip his lund in the whisky and ask me lick
the whisky, making him hard again…… he poured whisky
on my choot, which made my inner choot lips burning
and he would lick them. Oh Jim you are darling very
innovative…. I am really dying to realize that soon we
would part and I would be longing for your royal
lund…. I don’t think Vinod would be able to satisfy my
choot bcause your lund is much stronger, bigger and
harder and you fuck so nice and it is so enjoyable….
Jim would respond me with his own ways. Sheela let me
fuck you today, as I used to fuck Bragy in the
office…. He sat on the chair with his lund hard erect
and I sat on his lund taking it in my choot….. clasped
together, I was swinging my hips to feel his hot lund
swirling inside me….. this new posture was giving me
quite a delight. Jim had ordered the food, and when
the bearer brought it and tapped the door, we were
still busy fucking. Jim did not stop, instead called
him to come inside and leave the trolley. Jims face
was on back side of the door while I could see the
door opening and the astonished bearer bring the
trolley laden with aroma spreading food and champagne
bottle neatly tucked in the ice bucket.. The bearer
was perhaps used to such things, he remained cool,
though I could clearly see his surprised face and
hungry look. Completely ignoring his presence, I
continued gyrating and jumping on Jims lund. The
young handsome bearer never took eyes off me as I
could read his hungry appeal. With gesture on his
face which I could not understand, he left the trolley
and walked out closing the door. We continued to
fuck…… Jim ejaculated inside me with his cream
trickling out. We stayed few minutes motionless and I
rose to go to wash room, but Jim caught me and said he
would lick my choot to clean it. Then he asked me to
wipe clean his lund with my tongue.
Naked together, we had dinner and after half an hour,
Jim phoned the room service to collect the trolley and
bring some coffee. The same bearer arrived, when Jim
had gone to wash room and I was still naked sitting on
the sofa near the trolley sipping my champagne. I
could see the greedy eyes of the bearer. He asked,
Memsaheb, Achcha tha ? maza aya? I understood his
double meaning. I simply smiled. Collecting the
plates, he said, memsaheb if you want I will get you
some special dish for lunch tomorrow, when saheb is
gone to office…. I realized what he was aiming at.
Again I simply smiled, and said OK….. He was leaving
when Jim arrived.
I washed and put on my dressing, finished my second
peg of champagne and went to bed together and slept
after another hectic fucking session. Jim had told me
that he has to go to Delhi office by tomorrow flight
so he will leave early and would be back on Monday or
Tuesday.
I was so darned tired that I did not know when Jim had
left. It was quite late about 10 am. I had a quick
shower and changed to go to the breakfast bar down
stairs. My eyes were trying to locate the bearer, but
he was no where around. I had my breakfast. It being
working day not many men were around. After
breakfast, I went back to my room and while watching
TV, dozed off. Deep in sleep and I was dreaming of
Bala with whom I had the best chudai so far, I woke up
hearing tap on the door……. Half asleep, I saw the
clock, it was already about 2 pm. I had slept long.
I walked upto the door and opened to see the same
bearer who served Dinner in Jim’s room, was standing
with a smile… memsaheb, main andar aajaoon ? Before
I could say anything, he was inside, took the “DON’T
DISTURB” sign, hung on the door outside, and latched
the door from inside. Though deep inside I was quite
hot, dreaming of Bala’s lund, I was shocked at his
assuming that he was going to fuck me and that he did
not even need my acceptance. I was quite awake by
now, and said, what do you want, why have you come
inside. Memsaheb, I know you are very fond of lunds.
Wooh American Saheb jo raat aap ko chod raha tha, wo
aksar is Hotel main aata hai aur usko chodnay ka bahut
shauq hai. I always, provide service to him that is
why he let me in last night. Jab aapko uskay lund per
baithay dekha, to mem saheb, aisi achi choot meri
zindagi main naheen dekha. Memsaheb, who angraij
memsaheb log jo swimming pool per dikh raha hai, wo
sab every year come to get hard Indian Lunds. Many of
them pay as high as 500 or even 1000 dollars. But you
are magic to me, see my LUND, this is yours and will
fuck you as you never fucked before. His trouser zip
was open by now and his lund was projecting out…..
indeed a lund which looked more like a horse lund
than a human lund. He approached me, holding me in
his arms, guided me to the bed. Now memsehab aap apna
kapra nikalo main tumko chodnay ki tayyari karta hoon.
In no time he was all naked, his mascular body and 9
inch meat shaft was a sight which I could believe made
these German and American women mad. My dream with
Bala had made me wet and I was so baychain taking his
lund all inside my choot……… holding it, I started
licking it as it could hardly fit my mouth. Listen,
Raman (that was name of the bearer) I have never had
as big lund as is yours and I am scared that it will
tear my choot off. So please be kind to me and
careful. Raman laughed, memsaheb, never mind, soon
you will enjoy it…. He had by now placed his lund on
the entrance of my choot as I lay with my legs half
folded and parted. As the top of his lund entered my
choot, there was a streak of pain as if he was choding
a virgin choot. Holding his lund in his hand he
gyrated its head inside for a while and then jerked to
enter all the way through. Oh oh oh ohoh mmmmmmm
Raman oh my God…. Ah it is such a nice lund…… never
mind hurting my choot…. Please fuck me hard and hard …
Nulla nulla (good good) phad day Raman jaan nikaal
day, Hai mmmmmmm main mar gai. My words were
acting like a fuel on the fire. His lund was in and
out fast like the steam engine and every movement was
driving me mad…… Oh Raman, sala tum abhi tak kidhar
tha. Aisa lund to American gori choot ko pagal
karta hoga, Raman, please chodo, khboob chodo……..
aur kas kay, yes yes yes yes……..mmmmmmmmmm array
Bhagwan main to swarg main hoon…….. Raman was
equally enjoying my choot and was approaching his
climax as I was. We came together, what a climax………
cup full of whipped cream filled my choot, oozing
out…… which I rubbed with my fingers and licked my
fingers………. Raman, don’t take out your lund, just
let it remain inside, let me feel it going live again
while inside my choot………. Memsaheb, it is getting 3
oclock and I have to go fo my duty and I will be off
at 12 in the night. O Raman, tumnay to mujhay aisa
maja kiya main kiya bolon….. bahut acha laga, dekho
meri choot bechari kaisee lal lal ho rahee hai……….
Raat tum idhar naheen, meray room main aana main udhar
tumhara intezaar karoongi……….