23-11-2018, 07:42 AM
Birju had been eyeing her for a long time but he was never around her. In the middle...there had been some unspoken exchanges going on in between them but since Kasturi had been occupied with Ramu and Mahendra...she seldom paid attention to him. She was also scared of the fact that he might tell things to Duggal.
Kasturi had asked permission to learn driving...and Duggal after all his efforts had submitted himself to her wills. He had entrusted Mahendra for his driving lessons to her. She had some driving lessons earlier when before marriage Duggal had gifted her a beast vehicle. But she never had the chance to sharp her skills. Mahendra was a good instructor but he was really soft on her. While driving he spent most of times feeling her instead of teaching.
Kasturi was really pissed off the fact that despite all these long sessions she was making really slow progress. But Mahendra was in no hurry. He sealed her lips with his whenever she went mad on her.
In between Duggal had to shift to the foreign soil in relation to his business. He had his plans set for a month. Kasturi asked to go with him he agreed at first but later he went without even telling her. He called her from the plane and made weird execuses.
The next day all three of them were home. Birju...Ramu...and Mahendra. They had no where to go and nothing to hurry about as the Duggal wasn't around.
Kasturi had sensed...Birju had the idea what was going on in between them three...she inquired about it from Mahendra...he refused but when she interrogated him hard.
"Ramu was drunk...he spit out everything. But don't worry madam it was about a month ago." Mahendra said.
"You dumbass. Why hadn't you informed me about this ?" She said angrily to him in the parking lot of their home.
She had totally lost her calm.
"Whoa whoa whoa... whats the matter Madam ? Did he misbehaved with you ?" Birju said running in their direction.
He pushed Mahendra lightly and they showed like they were in actual fight while in between they were constantly smiling at each other. Kasturi sensed it too.
"Leave him. Its all right." She asked Birju.
"Okay Madam. Only if you say so. How is your driving lessons going...has he been teaching you well ?" Birju enquired.
"Yeah...almost there." She replied.
"Why don't you give me a ride ?" Birju asked.
"Ummm... actually...Aahhh...I am not properly dressed." She tried making an execuse.
Kasturi was wearing a satin short and a t-shirt above it. She had nothing underneath it as her breasts were bouncing playfully. The t-shirts was a bit long... covering her shorts completely.
"Ohhh... comm'on madam. I beg your pardon but we all had seen you all naked...you know it too and these fuckers even... nevermind. No one's is going to even notice you." Birju said. His intentions all clear.
Kasturi knew what he was talking about. She couldn't get more embarrassed than that. Birju gave her the keys and they all got in a SUV.
She brought the engin to life and drove the car out of their gate. Birju was sitting besides her and Mahendra was behind her. Her long sexy legs looked even sexier.
"Wait Madam...you are forgetting something." Birju said.
He came closer to her and fastened the seat belt that ran in between her two beautiful globes... t-shirts was no longer capable of conceling her shape. One could have easily noticed her nipples... Birju too had his eyes fixed on those poking bullets...they grew harder as Kasturi noticed a lustful expression on his face.
She had learnt it well but she lacked the confidence...so she always a second behind.
Birju wasn't pleased to see this.
"This is what you have taught her. I haven't even asked for a complicated test...and she already had us almost in two collisions." Birju was angry on him.
"Lets get back to home. Have some lunch and I will teach you by myself." He added.
Kasturi pulled the car back in.
An hour later they came back again in the car. Kasturi was besides him this time. Birju was behind the wheels.
"Lets feed her some petrol...and take you to a less traffic area." Birju said.
Birju was the muscle power with Duggal. He had always been with him...his most obedient and bad staff. He hadn't had the physique of Mahendra but she knew he was a strong man but he was as well of dark complexion. He didn't looked intimidating neither he spoke more often but he was a man of words and his words meant it had to be done at any cost.
Birju took the car to a highway...it had straight road but far less traffic these days because of a new road. It was perfect for learning. Birju stopped the car...and had the seats exchanged...he started instructing Kasturi and taking test of her existing skills. He wasn't impressed.
He asked her to stop in a side. He stepped out and opened her side of door. Kasturi unfastened her seatbelt and got off the driving seat. Birju got up... Kasturi had came back on the other side. She had her seatbelt on.
Birju unhooked his shirt and threw it on the back seat. He was in shorts as well.
"Had I asked you to go and seated here ?" His voice firm.
Kasturi couldn't process what he was saying.
He repeated himself once again.
He tapped on his lap. Kasturi couldn't believe what he was asking her to do. He tapped again. She got up off her seat and came in his lap.
"Aaahh...Perfect. Are you comfortable ?" He asked her looking in the mirror.
Kasturi didn't uttered a word. He held his palm on either sides of her waist and adjusted her on his lap...giving her a feel of what he had inside.
Kasturi felt it too.
"Ohhh... God...This bastard is big. Shit. I think he is as big as Mahendra. Fuckkk. How could he...he looks so ordinary ? It feels so good...I should totally fuck him." Kasturi was thinking inside her head.
Birju had his palm over her's. He started instructing her...and she started following it. Her confidence boosted...she was clearly driving much better than she ever had.
On the other hand Birju was all up. How could had he resisted her juicy lush thick ass ? His shaft was all fired up... hurting under her weight. And Kasturi was in no mood of forgiveness...She was constantly crushing him making him pay off his odd behaviour towards her.
Birju even once adjusted his shaft...making her know what she was doing but she ignored all his efforts. He didn't knew what he had to do to relax her a bit.
He asked her to pull on the main Highway. And she obliged. He let the windows down letting in the cold breeze. Kasturi's hair flew back all over his face. And he had made a perfect bun of it...she liked that.
She wasn going too fast...just a decent speed as they weren't on a road trip.
There were vehicles going forward and no one paid attention to them. Except for a truck which came 10 minutes later. The helper had noticed a beautiful girl sitting in a mans lap and learning driving lessons...and he passed the information to his main driver. The truck had slowed down going at a matching speed.
Kasturi noticed it too. She asked Birju about it.
"Its all cool. Keep on driving." He replied.
The helper was replaced by another man...he was probably the main driver of the truck. The driver waved at her...and she waved back.
The driver passed on a flying kiss to her and signalled her, she was beautiful.
"Hey look he is making signals... should I speed away...?" Kasturi asked for his opinion.
"There will be these guys on the road...will you always be speeding away. Lets have some fun...keep on going." Birju's reply stunned her.
"What did he mean by having fun ?" She wondered.
But she played along. Both vehicles had slowed down and were running in close proximity.
"Such a beautiful thing you are madam. Come over here I can teach you truck driving." The driver said.
"No. No. Thanks I am better here." She replied.
"Comm'on Madam...I will let you hold my gear as well." The driver persuaded her...his meaning was clear.
"I am holding my own...So thanks." She replied back.
Birju had his hands on her thighs he had moved up inside the t-shirt. He kept on coming up. Kasturi's body shivered feeling his raw hands agaist her skin. Her senses lit up and her breasts started growing firm. He had his hands placed on her love bulbs...there was nothing she could do about it..she had her hands fixed on the wheel.
"Show me what you are holding brother...please." the driver roared...seeing an affirmative response from the man in between.
He squeezed her breasts gently and whispered in her ears...what do you think...
Kasturi didn't uttered a word.
Birju strated exposing off her to a complete starnge unworthy man. He had all her fabric off her beautiful breasts.
"Ohhh... Really good they are." Birju moaned.
"Wow...Such ripe mangoes. I want to suck them Madam." He passed on a lewd comment.
"Remove all of your t-shirt." Birju asked.
He had his hand on the steering. Kasturi was excited as well...she like all of it. Without even a second thought her hands moved on and removed all of it instantly. She kept the cloth aside and held her breasts in her own hands. She gave them a gentle squeeze and looked at the driver seductively.
"Really Nice Madam. Please stop the car...let me suck them please." The driver pleaded.
Kasturi signalled him no covering her nipples with one palm and signalling him with her index finger of other palm.
She was the queen of seduction.
Birju wanted to fuck her on the middle of the road. But he couldn't. He kissed on her back...he can't risk her in public. Kasturi arched her back in response...a sweet love bead had dripped out of her love tunnel and soaked in by her panties.
Birju hit the accelerator and sped away in opposite direction as they closed a highway exit.
Kasturi had asked permission to learn driving...and Duggal after all his efforts had submitted himself to her wills. He had entrusted Mahendra for his driving lessons to her. She had some driving lessons earlier when before marriage Duggal had gifted her a beast vehicle. But she never had the chance to sharp her skills. Mahendra was a good instructor but he was really soft on her. While driving he spent most of times feeling her instead of teaching.
Kasturi was really pissed off the fact that despite all these long sessions she was making really slow progress. But Mahendra was in no hurry. He sealed her lips with his whenever she went mad on her.
In between Duggal had to shift to the foreign soil in relation to his business. He had his plans set for a month. Kasturi asked to go with him he agreed at first but later he went without even telling her. He called her from the plane and made weird execuses.
The next day all three of them were home. Birju...Ramu...and Mahendra. They had no where to go and nothing to hurry about as the Duggal wasn't around.
Kasturi had sensed...Birju had the idea what was going on in between them three...she inquired about it from Mahendra...he refused but when she interrogated him hard.
"Ramu was drunk...he spit out everything. But don't worry madam it was about a month ago." Mahendra said.
"You dumbass. Why hadn't you informed me about this ?" She said angrily to him in the parking lot of their home.
She had totally lost her calm.
"Whoa whoa whoa... whats the matter Madam ? Did he misbehaved with you ?" Birju said running in their direction.
He pushed Mahendra lightly and they showed like they were in actual fight while in between they were constantly smiling at each other. Kasturi sensed it too.
"Leave him. Its all right." She asked Birju.
"Okay Madam. Only if you say so. How is your driving lessons going...has he been teaching you well ?" Birju enquired.
"Yeah...almost there." She replied.
"Why don't you give me a ride ?" Birju asked.
"Ummm... actually...Aahhh...I am not properly dressed." She tried making an execuse.
Kasturi was wearing a satin short and a t-shirt above it. She had nothing underneath it as her breasts were bouncing playfully. The t-shirts was a bit long... covering her shorts completely.
"Ohhh... comm'on madam. I beg your pardon but we all had seen you all naked...you know it too and these fuckers even... nevermind. No one's is going to even notice you." Birju said. His intentions all clear.
Kasturi knew what he was talking about. She couldn't get more embarrassed than that. Birju gave her the keys and they all got in a SUV.
She brought the engin to life and drove the car out of their gate. Birju was sitting besides her and Mahendra was behind her. Her long sexy legs looked even sexier.
"Wait Madam...you are forgetting something." Birju said.
He came closer to her and fastened the seat belt that ran in between her two beautiful globes... t-shirts was no longer capable of conceling her shape. One could have easily noticed her nipples... Birju too had his eyes fixed on those poking bullets...they grew harder as Kasturi noticed a lustful expression on his face.
She had learnt it well but she lacked the confidence...so she always a second behind.
Birju wasn't pleased to see this.
"This is what you have taught her. I haven't even asked for a complicated test...and she already had us almost in two collisions." Birju was angry on him.
"Lets get back to home. Have some lunch and I will teach you by myself." He added.
Kasturi pulled the car back in.
An hour later they came back again in the car. Kasturi was besides him this time. Birju was behind the wheels.
"Lets feed her some petrol...and take you to a less traffic area." Birju said.
Birju was the muscle power with Duggal. He had always been with him...his most obedient and bad staff. He hadn't had the physique of Mahendra but she knew he was a strong man but he was as well of dark complexion. He didn't looked intimidating neither he spoke more often but he was a man of words and his words meant it had to be done at any cost.
Birju took the car to a highway...it had straight road but far less traffic these days because of a new road. It was perfect for learning. Birju stopped the car...and had the seats exchanged...he started instructing Kasturi and taking test of her existing skills. He wasn't impressed.
He asked her to stop in a side. He stepped out and opened her side of door. Kasturi unfastened her seatbelt and got off the driving seat. Birju got up... Kasturi had came back on the other side. She had her seatbelt on.
Birju unhooked his shirt and threw it on the back seat. He was in shorts as well.
"Had I asked you to go and seated here ?" His voice firm.
Kasturi couldn't process what he was saying.
He repeated himself once again.
He tapped on his lap. Kasturi couldn't believe what he was asking her to do. He tapped again. She got up off her seat and came in his lap.
"Aaahh...Perfect. Are you comfortable ?" He asked her looking in the mirror.
Kasturi didn't uttered a word. He held his palm on either sides of her waist and adjusted her on his lap...giving her a feel of what he had inside.
Kasturi felt it too.
"Ohhh... God...This bastard is big. Shit. I think he is as big as Mahendra. Fuckkk. How could he...he looks so ordinary ? It feels so good...I should totally fuck him." Kasturi was thinking inside her head.
Birju had his palm over her's. He started instructing her...and she started following it. Her confidence boosted...she was clearly driving much better than she ever had.
On the other hand Birju was all up. How could had he resisted her juicy lush thick ass ? His shaft was all fired up... hurting under her weight. And Kasturi was in no mood of forgiveness...She was constantly crushing him making him pay off his odd behaviour towards her.
Birju even once adjusted his shaft...making her know what she was doing but she ignored all his efforts. He didn't knew what he had to do to relax her a bit.
He asked her to pull on the main Highway. And she obliged. He let the windows down letting in the cold breeze. Kasturi's hair flew back all over his face. And he had made a perfect bun of it...she liked that.
She wasn going too fast...just a decent speed as they weren't on a road trip.
There were vehicles going forward and no one paid attention to them. Except for a truck which came 10 minutes later. The helper had noticed a beautiful girl sitting in a mans lap and learning driving lessons...and he passed the information to his main driver. The truck had slowed down going at a matching speed.
Kasturi noticed it too. She asked Birju about it.
"Its all cool. Keep on driving." He replied.
The helper was replaced by another man...he was probably the main driver of the truck. The driver waved at her...and she waved back.
The driver passed on a flying kiss to her and signalled her, she was beautiful.
"Hey look he is making signals... should I speed away...?" Kasturi asked for his opinion.
"There will be these guys on the road...will you always be speeding away. Lets have some fun...keep on going." Birju's reply stunned her.
"What did he mean by having fun ?" She wondered.
But she played along. Both vehicles had slowed down and were running in close proximity.
"Such a beautiful thing you are madam. Come over here I can teach you truck driving." The driver said.
"No. No. Thanks I am better here." She replied.
"Comm'on Madam...I will let you hold my gear as well." The driver persuaded her...his meaning was clear.
"I am holding my own...So thanks." She replied back.
Birju had his hands on her thighs he had moved up inside the t-shirt. He kept on coming up. Kasturi's body shivered feeling his raw hands agaist her skin. Her senses lit up and her breasts started growing firm. He had his hands placed on her love bulbs...there was nothing she could do about it..she had her hands fixed on the wheel.
"Show me what you are holding brother...please." the driver roared...seeing an affirmative response from the man in between.
He squeezed her breasts gently and whispered in her ears...what do you think...
Kasturi didn't uttered a word.
Birju strated exposing off her to a complete starnge unworthy man. He had all her fabric off her beautiful breasts.
"Ohhh... Really good they are." Birju moaned.
"Wow...Such ripe mangoes. I want to suck them Madam." He passed on a lewd comment.
"Remove all of your t-shirt." Birju asked.
He had his hand on the steering. Kasturi was excited as well...she like all of it. Without even a second thought her hands moved on and removed all of it instantly. She kept the cloth aside and held her breasts in her own hands. She gave them a gentle squeeze and looked at the driver seductively.
"Really Nice Madam. Please stop the car...let me suck them please." The driver pleaded.
Kasturi signalled him no covering her nipples with one palm and signalling him with her index finger of other palm.
She was the queen of seduction.
Birju wanted to fuck her on the middle of the road. But he couldn't. He kissed on her back...he can't risk her in public. Kasturi arched her back in response...a sweet love bead had dripped out of her love tunnel and soaked in by her panties.
Birju hit the accelerator and sped away in opposite direction as they closed a highway exit.
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