Guys Madhumita Pal Sharma once again with a sensual semi fictional story based play..
It was a Sunday morning. As usual every week-ends I was getting ready to spend some quality moments with elderly people at a old-age home in our city. Amit was in his official tour. So there was nothing more to do except taking care of my kids. My house help made was very sincere and helpful in daily routine works, so I get enough leisure time apart from online classes.
It was almost 9 am in the morning. After finishing my house hold works and feeding my kids I came to my bedroom to change my clothes. I warped a Black colour semi transparent saree with a matching black colour blouse. I wore some statement jewelleries like a crystal silver choker necklace with matching long earrings and a stone nosepin. I got light make-up with Matte brown lipstick. I gave me a final look on the mirror of dressing table and came out from the bedroom. My elder Kid was watching cartoons while younger baby was on the lap of my house help.
I silently crossed the drawing room and get into the kitchen. I gave hint to my house help to came there. I said her to take care of my elder Kid until I came back by afternoon. I asked her to take my son to the balcony side so that I can easily get away from home with my younger one. As per plan she take away my son to the balcony and I get away with my baby.
I didn't know driving so I hired OLA cab to my destination. The driver was an old guy and very decent. I enjoyed the ride with him.
We are almost near the gate of old-age home. A BMW car was parked in front of the gate due to which the entry was blocked. After giving so much horns my cab driver went to the BMW and talked to the driver. I saw a person came out of the car and slapped the old man. I got shocked at seeing the scene. I came out from the cab with my baby and started shouting at the driver. He stopped looking at me.. I came near to that car and asked the driver to apologise for his sinful deeds to the elderly cab driver.. As I was shouting at the driver a man came out of the car and slapped his own driver and asked him to apologise to the old man.. and give space to our car. I get little confused yet satisfied with the results. My baby started crying by looking at those staranger's and their conversation. I make my baby calm and With so much appreciation I looked at the man .. who made his own driver to get down his knees fir the elderly cab driver.
His personality gave me goosebumps even in that drastic situation. His face was over my head almost 6 ft. Heavily built body like black people form an African country. He was in a white suit. His eyes were not visible through the Black aviator sunglasses. His bald head, French cut beards and pierced ears are too much masculine. He had worn much gold accessories, thick gold chins around in his neck gold bracelet so many rings in his fingers even his wrist watch was shining like 24 crt Gold. I guess he must be highly rich man of his mid forties.
As he looked at me I thanked him for his humanity. He gave me a glance from top to bottom but didn't say anything I felt little awkward. I was feeling uneasy to stay there so I came back to the ola cab. As We passed his BMW car I saw from the rear mirror his car followed us to the Old-age home premises. The cab dropped me in front of the administrative block. I paid cab fare with waiting charge and apologies to the uncle (cab driver) for the incidents. He smiled at me and give blessings.
Once he left I get in to the administration office . The old age home manager is a lady Who became a very good friend after regular visits. In between our conversation I came to know she was waiting for Mr. Robert an Indo-African who is the representative of a international NGO in our country. In a few minutes I saw the same man in the office chamber. I feel little uneasy, so I give excuses and live the office. I went to the garden area where most of the elderly people were sitting in the sun. Everybody knows me.. I chit-chat with everyone & distributed some snacks. My baby was calling everyone dada, dadai, nana & nani whatever relationship he feels to built. We both enjoyed a lot. It was almost 11 am so I decided to get back home. My baby was not in the moods to left his dada and dadis.. After so much effort when I didn't able to convince him, I forcefully took him on my shoulder and went towards the administrative block to say goodbye to my friend ( manager). As I got near to her office I heard some male voice, so I decided not to go inside. I stood near the door and wave at her as a hint of good bye.
She stopped conversation with Mr. Robert and asked me to came inside which I couldn't refused. Inbetween my baby was making me uncomfortable to stand properly. So I decided to let him play in the office room. So I bent down a little to make him stand on the floor. Ohhhhh.. my Goddd.. shitttt.. I didn't know there was an extremely shameful situation was waiting for me. My saree paloo came out from my shoulder as my baby unpinned the sree-pin and grabbed the palloo in his little palm, as he stood on the floor my saree came out from my shoulder my upper body was completely Saree-less till my waist. Although my blouse was not deep neck but My 40 D sized breasts are juggling in my tight blouse.I was too much ashamed of the situation in presence of Mr. Robert in this room. with no time I adjusted my saree with help of my Friend. But the face expression of Mr.Robert which I noticed in between adjusting my saree gave me shivers through my spine. He s eyes were fixed in my belly button while his mouth movement were enough to made me understood waht he is thinking by looking at my blouse constantly. Ohhhh.. myy gooodddd... I was feeling so uneasy.. I took my baby in my shoulder and gave a quick goodbye to my friend and left the place.. I took a cab to my home. It was almost 12:00 when I reached home. My elder kid was slept. I younger one was already slept in the cab so I put him on the bed and went to bathroom to get fresh. The incidents which happened few minutes ago was not less than a worst nightmare for me. I switched on the TV to divert my mind from that shameful situation. While watching TV I checked my mobile phone. There were few whatsapp videos from an unknown number.. I opened the message.. whttt. Aa fuckkkkk... There were 3 -4 video clips. Suddenly as one of those clips started to play the sound label was little higher than normal.. my heart beats got faster. I confused with the options to close the video so I switched off my phone. I felt restless. To get calm I drank a glass of water. I sat there for few minutes then decided to get to my bedroom. I was in a state of curiosity and fear. I closed my bedroom door, switch on the phone and connect my headphones ? . When I run the video my thighs started trembling not because of the pron but because of my contact number was shared to Mr.Robert and the Black man in the video was no other than himself. It was a Indian Suhagrat scene in which He was doing sex with a Indian woman. The lovemaking scenes are so tempting that I could understand the label of his lust for Woman. Ohhh goooddd..... He was talking in pure hindi.. his lustful dirty double meaning words extremely vulgar.. I lost my sense and I was in a different world by looking at his manhood and the way he was fucking that woman. The cry coming out from the woman's mouth are enough to understand how much pain she is in with his violent storks. I couldn't bear any more, laid down on my bed... and watched each cliff with shameless desires. I didn't know when my fingers were in my love holes.. as he was fucking the woman with his violent storks my fingers were getting in and out of my vagina matching to his storks..I was moaning in pleasure...... the moment he Grabbed both of her boobs in his strong grip , Said in a Vulgar way.. " kya mast chuchiya hai teri.. Sari badhaas nikalunga teri chuchiyon ko chus chus ke.." then he wide open his mouth and took her nipples including a large portion of flesh around her areola.. I couldn't control, with so much desire I grab my left breast with my right palm and twisted my own nipple.aahhhh... hmmm......uffffffff..
As he Sucked her nipples violently and pulled it above until the nipple stretched enough and caught between his teeth My nipples started to vibrating in sexual pain. As the woman raised her breasts High and cry in pleasure to match his lust .. I lost control of my sense and the very sexual thought made me remember the lustful gazes of Mr.Robert on my breasts and belly at the old-age home.. I imagine Me in place of the woman and gave a sexual cry in top of my voice while my nipples were stand erect proudly and my vagina was flushing out my juices. I was feeling so horny that I never felt. May be because the guy is an African... after flushing out so much vaginal juices I was feeling like a dead body... I didn't hav the strength to open my eyes.........
I got out of the virtual world when my kids were woke of by hearing my cry... Ohhhh.. Gussshhhh... I closed the phone and adjust my clothes and made my kids sleep.. I was feeling tired so I slept till 6 pm.
As I woke up..
I checked my phone.. ohhh... My god......dddd.. there are more new videos from that number..........
(To be continued...)
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