ab tak 42 - Autobiography of the Promiscuous Male

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The World Came Crashing Down

There are times when everything is going so fantastically well and suddenly destiny plays tyrant and the whole world comes crashing down. My business was going so great that we were contemplating it changing to a Private Limited company from the sole control of Miss World. I had bought a 4BHK Builder Flat in South Delhi in the name of Miss World. Though I was also heavily in personal debt as I had lifted a lot of money from my known to pay for the portion of money which has to be paid in black. The company had bought an office in one of the bylanes of South Delhi known as Arjun Nagar. The area though was not upmarket it was surrounded by upmarket areas like Hauz Khas, Safdar Jung Enclave etc. The revenues of the company was going great and the prospects looked upbeat. On sexual front, I was regularly offloading my cum in one of the holes of four women that I had in Delhi and on Mumbai trip Richa was always available. Kannu has always been the special appearance in my life, so when I get bored, she was there to spice things up.

It so happened with me on one March evening. I had spent an extra day in Mumbai fucking Richa Srivastava in every conceivable position in Trident hotel in Bandra Kurla Complex, when I realized that I could miss my flight.

While I was checking out, Miss World called me confirming that there was no change in my plan to return to Delhi. I told her how I was running a little late and she insisted that even if I miss the flight, I should take the next available flight. I asked about the health of my son and hers and whether everything was alright. Miss World said, yes but I must return that night. I paid auto to drive fast to the airport and I was last to check into the flight, just before the boarding closed.

My mind was working on possibilities of what could have gone wrong. When I reached my house, there were three four cars parked which bore nos. of the state where Miss World hailed from. I should have run from there but my fear got better of me and I rang the doorbell around 9PM. The door opened and four five men started beating me mercilessly. I was tied on a chair and cloth was inserted in my mouth.

I saw Saali Sahiba weeping in one corner of the room who was being slapped by my wife and her mother intermittently.

Our cover was blown. It seems Miss World had doubts on my fidelity for quite sometime and then when I was away to Mumbai, she called her mother and brother who cornered Saali Sahiba. She spilled out the beans that me and her were fucking routinely.

Thereafter they called backup from their hometown and cooked up a story. The crux of the story was that my wife's brother and mother had come to Delhi to see a girl for my wife's brother (The girl in question was the sister of one of the my saala's friends) and they were away when I landed at home. Finding my saali alone in house, I tried to bang her. She was saved at the last moment when my brother-in-law, mother-in-law and wife returned after seeing the girl. They were accompanied by two of my Brother-in-laws friends and they caught me and beat me black and blue before handing me over to security officer.

They forcibly took signatures of mine on dozens of documents and cheques and then they called security officer. My Saali narrated the ordeal like a parrot as she was crammed. And I was immediately taken in custody. In security officer Station also, I was beaten and next day the magistrate remanded me to infamous Tihar Jail.

Back in office, Miss World fired Sanghamitra as somehow somewhere I had taken her name and she assumed full control of the office and finances.

From inside of jail I tried to work on my contacts and my politician friend and Sanhgmitra spent huge amount with lawyers and security officer officers to get me out of bail. It was only after 29 days that I was admitted on bail with conditions like not leaving the country and not contacting my Saali by any means of telephone, email, personal visits or through someone.

After I was admitted on bail, cheque bouncing cases started coming from all across the country that I had borrowed money for bail and what not. They had my signatures on agreements and my bounced cheques. On top of it, Miss World files a case of divorce on the grounds of Adultery and she impleaded Sanghamitra as an adulterer. Few years later, this was one piece of paper that Sanghamitra's daughter used to coerce her in moving to Kolkatta.

It took me four years to get rid of these cases and I had to pay through my nose for the same. My politician friend without asking me settled the cases for a sum of Rs. 3 crores, which he himself paid. He told me "Jab ho de dena"

Despite these I did not sign for divorce unless I got weekly visitation of my son. Immediately after divorce Miss World married another businessman and the business that I built is going great guns even now.

During all this I lost all my money and properties and I owed market anywhere between 3 to 3.5 crores.

Some would think that my sexual ways would have mended after this, but they are wrong. I still have a lot of stories to tell. In fact, I got more chances to fuck girls, but now I became choosy.

Keep tuned in to read more of my sexual adventures.