18-11-2020, 12:14 PM
Part I (Introduction):-
Jyoti was an extraordinary girl, in an extraordinary city. She had it all; money, looks and an open minded family. She belonged to an affluent class in Delhi, a city where if you have money all the luxuries of life are there at your feet but if you don’t then they will be like mirages, dancing in front of you, but certainly out of reach. (How many times I went to my parked car in the basement of a mall with my girlfriend, and when I found a cleaner watching us, I purposely put my hands on her waist and gave her ass a playful slap, every time I landed a pat on her ass, I could imagine his own cock taking jumps in his dirty work pants).
Jyoti was what you called a tease; she got a thrill out of teasing men and denying them what they would have forcibly taken back in the Stone Age where your pussy belonged the strongest man in the clan. She would go to clubs wearing the most provocative little black dress and dance with men on the dance floor, she would dance with one man, and would instantly switch to another, while dancing with one she would gyrate her ass against the pelvis of another man, thus sending him over the top. She used to go to the bar with only Rs.10 in her pocket and get different men to buy her drinks, food, and even drop her home, she would give them wrong numbers and when the men used to call her the next day, the phone would ring somewhere in a Dhaba on Delhi- Chandigarh Highway . Basically she was a very pampered bitch.
Now let’s get to the main point, her looks; she was fully blessed in this dept. She was famous in the whole district for her buxom looks. She was about 5’6’’ tall, not really tall but just tall enough that if you embraced her, your cock would rest flat on her belly. On top of that she was blessed with 36DD boobs (which jiggled with every step she took or every little movement of her body) a slim 26 waist to hold onto while pounding her massive 38 ass. I guess she was what you called a double looker. When she was walking towards you you’d be staring at her boobs and while she was walking away, you’d find yourself staring at her jiggling ass. She has the assets and never shied away from using them also.
She would always wear tops to highlight her curves and boobs, whenever she was in class she’d not expose her cleavage but when she went out with male friends or met with any male professor she would adjust her top so that an inch of cleavage was showing to entice them to spend more money on her or renegotiate better grades in class.
She was a total whore who knew how to extract the maximum from different men in position. Often times she would be arguing about her grades with a professor in his chambers and while the professor would reach for a file or paper, she would do the same and in the process make sure that her ample breasts mashed against his forearm. The professor would immediately get an erection and she would smile coyly and like magic her grades would rise. She also used to wear dresses to highlight her ass or you could say that treasures like that just cannot stay hidden. When she wore something ethnic like a Saree or Salwar, it would pop out like a balloon and sway with every movement of her body or when she wore fitted jeans it would look like two gel filled pads with a deep valley in between, I swear if you ever saw it, you’d want to put your cock in the valley and just go to sleep.
Every movement or simple act of hers would be that like a porn story, even the way she spoke in a seductive husky voice would dissolve madness in your ears and make your cock want to rip your pants open. Her daddy absolutely treated her like a princess, he had always told her that she was his princess and given her everything that she had ever wanted before even she had the opportunity to ask. Smartphone by 12, laptop by 14, scooter by 16 and a brand new expensive car by 18, she was absolutely a spoiled brat. She used to look down on every guy who crossed her, she knew exactly what they wanted from her, gave a small trailer of it and later when her work was done she refused to even recognize them. Many times she gave boys her mobile number, in college, in coaching center and college and as soon as she passed, she would black list their numbers and never think of them again.
Basically she was a very self centered person, even on her social media profile one would find hundreds of pics of selfies and her own pics showing off her assets and sometimes in duck face and other poses with her slutty girl friends. Who were taking the pics, who were driving and dropping them off, who were paying for the drink, who were acting like unpaid bodyguards????- Her male friends of course. (So that’s the first lesson in life, never put a female on a pedestal, the more you worship her, the more she’s going to have her head in the clouds and treat you like dirt. If you want her pussy, than act like you deserve it, don’t beg!!!)
Did her father know this? Of course he did, after all he married her mother, who was nothing more than a trophy wife of a successful businessman, 20yrs his junior in age. All she had to do was be his bed warmer and push out healthy children for him. He knew what his daughter was upto because whenever she purchased an outfit using his credit card, it would be written in the monthly statement, “sexy lingerie” or “hot pants” or “magic push up bra” he reasoned that she was a female and a good looking one at that, and she wasn’t quite intelligent, so that only way she’s going to make it big in her life is by using the power of the velvet tunnel between her legs and seduce a horny rich man, like himself. So he didn’t say anything.
However to ensure her safety he did keep for her a driver/ bodyguard whose job was to drive her around, carry her shopping bags and make sure that she doesn’t get into trouble in a trouble prone city like Delhi. Her driver was a burly man named Murad, he started his career as a enforcer “goon” under her dad’s real estate business but quickly grew in rank as he gained the boss’s trust he was entrusted to the most important job of protecting and keeping an eye on his daughter. He personally found it very demeaning that he, who had many criminal cases pending against him and half the time was either in jail or out on bail had to play babysitter to this cock tease who would treat her as her coolie and servant. She also never forgot to tease him whenever she got the opportunity.
One time while they were driving through the countryside a broken beer bottle must have punctured their tire, so Murad got out and took up a stephny and was replacing the tire and told her to stay in the car, in the AC. But after about 5mins she got out and seeing the muscular Murad drenched in sweat, she couldn’t resist, and put one hand on the bonnet of the car and was talking to Murad, well her breasts were just about his eye level, because he was on his knee replacing the tire and he could but state down her top into her ample boobs which looked like large coconuts because of her size. Well after about 5mins of taking she could notice the tent in his pants and went away telling him to finish up fast. He felt insulted at this and that night when he had dropped her off, went to his shack and jerked off thinking of her.
The closes he ever got to her was when she would go to clubs, and return piss drink, he would drive her home and support her to her room, while doing that sometimes he let his knuckles rub or press against her boobs, but nothing more because he knew very well what kind of man her father was and if he did anything wrong to his daughter he would be turned into soil fertilizer. But he was angry none the less and sought an opportunity for revenge. He wasn’t the only one, there was a whole line of people waiting to plant their flags in the pussy of this cock tease whore, or see her utterly humiliated and looks like karma was on their side& they were going to have their wishes fulfilled soon.
…. To be Continued…..
Jyoti was an extraordinary girl, in an extraordinary city. She had it all; money, looks and an open minded family. She belonged to an affluent class in Delhi, a city where if you have money all the luxuries of life are there at your feet but if you don’t then they will be like mirages, dancing in front of you, but certainly out of reach. (How many times I went to my parked car in the basement of a mall with my girlfriend, and when I found a cleaner watching us, I purposely put my hands on her waist and gave her ass a playful slap, every time I landed a pat on her ass, I could imagine his own cock taking jumps in his dirty work pants).
Jyoti was what you called a tease; she got a thrill out of teasing men and denying them what they would have forcibly taken back in the Stone Age where your pussy belonged the strongest man in the clan. She would go to clubs wearing the most provocative little black dress and dance with men on the dance floor, she would dance with one man, and would instantly switch to another, while dancing with one she would gyrate her ass against the pelvis of another man, thus sending him over the top. She used to go to the bar with only Rs.10 in her pocket and get different men to buy her drinks, food, and even drop her home, she would give them wrong numbers and when the men used to call her the next day, the phone would ring somewhere in a Dhaba on Delhi- Chandigarh Highway . Basically she was a very pampered bitch.
Now let’s get to the main point, her looks; she was fully blessed in this dept. She was famous in the whole district for her buxom looks. She was about 5’6’’ tall, not really tall but just tall enough that if you embraced her, your cock would rest flat on her belly. On top of that she was blessed with 36DD boobs (which jiggled with every step she took or every little movement of her body) a slim 26 waist to hold onto while pounding her massive 38 ass. I guess she was what you called a double looker. When she was walking towards you you’d be staring at her boobs and while she was walking away, you’d find yourself staring at her jiggling ass. She has the assets and never shied away from using them also.
She would always wear tops to highlight her curves and boobs, whenever she was in class she’d not expose her cleavage but when she went out with male friends or met with any male professor she would adjust her top so that an inch of cleavage was showing to entice them to spend more money on her or renegotiate better grades in class.
She was a total whore who knew how to extract the maximum from different men in position. Often times she would be arguing about her grades with a professor in his chambers and while the professor would reach for a file or paper, she would do the same and in the process make sure that her ample breasts mashed against his forearm. The professor would immediately get an erection and she would smile coyly and like magic her grades would rise. She also used to wear dresses to highlight her ass or you could say that treasures like that just cannot stay hidden. When she wore something ethnic like a Saree or Salwar, it would pop out like a balloon and sway with every movement of her body or when she wore fitted jeans it would look like two gel filled pads with a deep valley in between, I swear if you ever saw it, you’d want to put your cock in the valley and just go to sleep.
Every movement or simple act of hers would be that like a porn story, even the way she spoke in a seductive husky voice would dissolve madness in your ears and make your cock want to rip your pants open. Her daddy absolutely treated her like a princess, he had always told her that she was his princess and given her everything that she had ever wanted before even she had the opportunity to ask. Smartphone by 12, laptop by 14, scooter by 16 and a brand new expensive car by 18, she was absolutely a spoiled brat. She used to look down on every guy who crossed her, she knew exactly what they wanted from her, gave a small trailer of it and later when her work was done she refused to even recognize them. Many times she gave boys her mobile number, in college, in coaching center and college and as soon as she passed, she would black list their numbers and never think of them again.
Basically she was a very self centered person, even on her social media profile one would find hundreds of pics of selfies and her own pics showing off her assets and sometimes in duck face and other poses with her slutty girl friends. Who were taking the pics, who were driving and dropping them off, who were paying for the drink, who were acting like unpaid bodyguards????- Her male friends of course. (So that’s the first lesson in life, never put a female on a pedestal, the more you worship her, the more she’s going to have her head in the clouds and treat you like dirt. If you want her pussy, than act like you deserve it, don’t beg!!!)
Did her father know this? Of course he did, after all he married her mother, who was nothing more than a trophy wife of a successful businessman, 20yrs his junior in age. All she had to do was be his bed warmer and push out healthy children for him. He knew what his daughter was upto because whenever she purchased an outfit using his credit card, it would be written in the monthly statement, “sexy lingerie” or “hot pants” or “magic push up bra” he reasoned that she was a female and a good looking one at that, and she wasn’t quite intelligent, so that only way she’s going to make it big in her life is by using the power of the velvet tunnel between her legs and seduce a horny rich man, like himself. So he didn’t say anything.
However to ensure her safety he did keep for her a driver/ bodyguard whose job was to drive her around, carry her shopping bags and make sure that she doesn’t get into trouble in a trouble prone city like Delhi. Her driver was a burly man named Murad, he started his career as a enforcer “goon” under her dad’s real estate business but quickly grew in rank as he gained the boss’s trust he was entrusted to the most important job of protecting and keeping an eye on his daughter. He personally found it very demeaning that he, who had many criminal cases pending against him and half the time was either in jail or out on bail had to play babysitter to this cock tease who would treat her as her coolie and servant. She also never forgot to tease him whenever she got the opportunity.
One time while they were driving through the countryside a broken beer bottle must have punctured their tire, so Murad got out and took up a stephny and was replacing the tire and told her to stay in the car, in the AC. But after about 5mins she got out and seeing the muscular Murad drenched in sweat, she couldn’t resist, and put one hand on the bonnet of the car and was talking to Murad, well her breasts were just about his eye level, because he was on his knee replacing the tire and he could but state down her top into her ample boobs which looked like large coconuts because of her size. Well after about 5mins of taking she could notice the tent in his pants and went away telling him to finish up fast. He felt insulted at this and that night when he had dropped her off, went to his shack and jerked off thinking of her.
The closes he ever got to her was when she would go to clubs, and return piss drink, he would drive her home and support her to her room, while doing that sometimes he let his knuckles rub or press against her boobs, but nothing more because he knew very well what kind of man her father was and if he did anything wrong to his daughter he would be turned into soil fertilizer. But he was angry none the less and sought an opportunity for revenge. He wasn’t the only one, there was a whole line of people waiting to plant their flags in the pussy of this cock tease whore, or see her utterly humiliated and looks like karma was on their side& they were going to have their wishes fulfilled soon.
…. To be Continued…..
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