Adultery Some Short Stories... From Internet

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SAKSHI TWISTED

I woke up in my room. My same old room. The zenith, the cocoon my own fortress of solitude. Its bright pink curtains had the power to pick me up from any Nadir this world might impose and the soft cushions on the bed made me feel like a princess with a floating castle.

“Sakshi! come down honey, the breakfast is ready ” my Mom shouted.

I jumped out of my bed and put on my slippers while yawning and stretching. I always slept like this. My old pink shorts, which I had bought when I was 8, now they were too tight and too small for me and I liked it. I liked to think of myself as a sexually surcharged item girl of some bollywood number. My butt crept over the top of the shorts with some 2 inches of my buttline clearly visible to anyone who could walk in at this moment.
I walked to the washroom, the tight shorts crept between my hips, as usual and I adjusted it. But ti was too tight and was hurting me.
“Damn this thing! ”

I bent down, took it off and threw it on my bed.

I looked at myself in the mirror, a girl of 18, in a white T shirt and white panties. I had always been hot. I knew it. Always that one girl who would make heads turn and would get boys to do her homework by flirting with them for some 10 minutes. Life had been easy.

I tied my hair in a bun, behind my head. My face was perfect, fair, smooth, round. My shoulders straight and petite. My breasts tight and round. They grew really fast after my 10th birthday. And now I was way above 34 D. I had seen guys stare at them. I had felt some of them tried to even touch ’em. Noone could help when a girl, some 5 ‘1 ” tall has boobs this huge.

My hips were ready to burst out of my panties. I had taken mom ‘s measuring tape once and measured my waist and butt. I was shocked. Mom said women above 40 get huge bums, but mine were already 38ish. When I walked it swayed, attracting a lot of cheers and wolf whistling.

My waist was 24 though. Overall I was hot.

Never had a boyfriend. Never will. I thought. I was my own life partner.

“Sakshi! beta come down already, the food is getting cold!! ”
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We were returning from the college. Me and my best friend Shweta were the only two girls left in the bus. The bus driver knew my Dad and hence he made it a point to drop me to my home, personally. Aged old fellow, a very nice person he was. Wizened by age, mellowed down by virtue.

He had a new helper today, with him. A gangly boy of about 27-28. Birju he called him. He talked to some guys from our college earlier and that was when I ha heard him. A dirty Haryanavi accent. He dissed out filthy abuses in every next line, in the worst dialect imaginable.

He had leered at me once, when he asked the boys who was the hottest girl around and they had pointed in my direction.

He was really tall, like some 6 ‘1 “. And me being a 5 ‘ person found his stature quite intimidating. His hair parted down in the middle, rough and burly. Broad chested, the top 3 buttons of his shirt were open, from where the thick bushel of chest hair peeped out. His trousers dirty and muddy, I figured he was a street person and decided not to muddle with him.

“Sakshi beta, tumhe Birju chod ayega ghar tak, Shweta bitiya tumhara ghar aa gaya ” Bus driver shouted.
“Baba, aap hi le chalo ” I begged.
“Beta tabiyet bahut kharaab hai, yaha se Hospital chala jaunga ”
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It had been 15-20 minutes since I was alone in the bus with Birju. He had not said anything till now. I saw him checking me out once or twice but nothing besides that. That wasn ‘t his fault though. The college uniform was provocative, to say the least. Skirt usually exposed the better part of your thighs and the Shirt was too tight on my chest so I decided to open the first tow buttons, which gave a decent glimpse to anybody who could look. I kept mum and waited for my home.

It was raining outside and I felt very cold. But obviously there was no point in asking this guy for a blanket or anything for that matter. I rubbed my shoulders and curled up.

The bus stopped with a jerk and I was thrown out of my calm demeanor.
“Kya hua? ” I asked.
“Bus kharaab ho gyi lagta hai, dekhna padega. ”
“Haan dekho, thoda jaldi karo ”
“Abey baarsih bhi abhi hi honi thi, engine me paani chala gaya hoga. ”
“To ab kya karein ”
“Kya karien kya, baith na yahi pe, baarish rukne de fir thik kar dunga ”

I decided to leave in an auto. I got up, pulled my skirt straight and picked up my bag.
“Kahan jaa rahi hai? ”
I decided to ignore the question.
He walked upto me and pulled me back, I felt his grip on my wrist.
“Haath chodo mera! ”
“Naa chodu to ”
“Complain karungi ”
“Kar de, complain ki maa ki ”
He smiled at me, I saw his face. A typical roadside lout, I thought. His grip tightened on my wrist.

“Maal hai tu to behenchod! ” I saw his eyes travel from my face to my breasts , then he gazed at them for some 10 seconds and then he went further down and stared at my exposed thighs.
“Haath chodod mera aur jaane do mujhe ”
“Hamare saath bhi to baith le, bhaagi jaa rahi hai ”
He pulled me to the back of the bus and made me sit on the seat. He stood in front of me, my face on his pant ‘s crotch.
“Baat hi karunga, tension mat le, bas baat karle thodi der fir chai jaana ”
“Kya baat karni hai? ”

“Kitne saal ki hai? ”
“18 ”
“Bhaisaab! 18 me itni badi badi ”
“Kya? ”
“Teri chuchi, size dekh behenchod inka, kya khaati hai be ”
“Dekho aisi sab baatein nahi karo ”
“Boyfriend hai? ”
“Nahi ”
“Chudwayi hai kabhi kisi se ”
“Matlab? ”

“Fucking. Fucking karwayi hai? ”
“Nahin ”
I looked at his hands, as they crept to his crotch, he adjusted his underwear or something and then kept smiling and leering.
“Kya dekh rahi hai? ”
“Kuch nahi ”
“Pasand aya to bahar nikalu ”
“Nahi please mujhe jaane do ”
“Jaane dunga, puri zinagi kaun sa baihne ko kah rha hu ”

I leaned back and realized something weird, my lips were dry. Really dry and I felt a small tingling in my fingers.Was it possible that I was getting turned out by this freak.

“Taangein mast hain teri, smooth si ekdum ”
I blushed. Oh my god I was actually blushing. My breath was high and my cheeks flushed with chagrin.

“Sharma gayi! ”
“Nahin to ”
“Aur kya. ”
I didn ‘t say anything.
“Oye sun! ”
“Hmm ”
“Kiss karegi mujhe? ”
“Kya?!! ”
“Ek baar, kiss karna, mujhe aata nahin kaise karte hain ”
“Nahin Nahinmain nhi kar ri ”
“Kar na ek kiss de de, fir chala jaunga ”

He bent down and picked me up by my shoulders, he could lift me up so easily and suddenly I found his lips in front of me and I don ‘t know what came over me and I just instinctively kissed him.

I felt his lips move among mine. I felt his teeth bite my lower lip. I felt pain and pleasure both at once. I felt, I felt his tongue, trying to prod a way in my mouth, it was so rough and he just parted my lips and put his tongue in my mouth. And played with mine, running circles in my mouth with my tongue.

His hand crept up my waist to my hair. His other hand just below my waist. I felt his hand go in my hair and undo the neat bun I had tied, my hair came falling down and his tongue and my tongue still wrestled in my mouth. My eyes closed I felt his other hand creep down to my enormous butt.

It was the first time someone had touched me there and it happened so fastly.

He roughly squeezed my left buttcheek. And then pushed his tongue deeper in my mouth, my tongue was so soft and his so rough, he was just able to play within my mouth the way he wanted to.

He suddenly spanked me hard on my hip. It hurt a lot. But I didn ‘t say anything.He then took his tongue out and stopped kissing. He pushed me back, turned me around pulled me back to him and started kissing my neck, I felt his hard erection press into my hips and suddenly I found his hands on my boobs. His giant rough hands, pressed my boobs hard, he put his right hand inside my shirt and squeezed my left boob from above my bra.

“Ouch! ”
“Kya hua ”
“Dheere se karo na ”
“Saali, mammo ka size dekha hai, pahad jaise hain, dheere se karunga to kuch pata bh nahi chalega ”

He roughly turned me around and ripped open my shirt, I heard the buttons clank on the metal floor. And there I was standing in a pink bra, with my huge breast ready to burst forth my ripped shirt lying in tatters on my shoulders. He pulled off the remaining shreds of what had been my college dress shirt and looked at me.

“Maa ki aankh, kya bobe hain behenchod! ”

He pulled me close, kissed me again, harder this time. And his hands went on to unhook my bra. With one swerve of his hands my bra was broken and it fell down, my massive breast popped free and he stopped kissing me and looked them.

He tugged at my nipples and then went down and kissed hem one by one. Then he suddenly went rough and sucked on the left one. He sucked so hard that I bit my lip to keep from shouting. My nipples were so hard and tight right now and he was squishing the hell out of my boobs.

He slapped my right boob roughly and then licked the right nipple.

He then suddenly put his hand inside of my skirt from below it, I tried to stop him , I tried to stop his hand but he pushed my hand away.

I felt his hand creep up my thigh.I wasn ‘t ready for whatever was coming next.

I tried to stop him again. But this time he bit on my boob. So I had to let go.His hand was on my butt now, my bare butt and panties, standing between him and a permanent encroachment into my modesty.

I prayed for him to stop, but I felt it. I felt him prod for the elastic of my panties, I felt his cold fingers creep in the panties and I felt him feel the space between my butt.

His tongue now running circles on my nipples and his other hand came in front, he located my clitoris, and pinched it. I could help but moan loudly and he did it again. He pinched my clitoris.

Then it all happened so suddenly, he left suckling on my boobs and stood up, his hands pulled down my panties so hard that they tore open and he pushed me back on the seat and I tipped over and fell straight.

He was standing over me, towering tall and he had the torn panties in his hand, he sniffed it and closed his eyes in a sudden ecstatic feeling. He then looked at my naked profile, boobs perked up high, wet from all the sucking, my nipples hard and sore from the biting, my hair disheveled and my skirt up to my waist.

My vagina was exposed. I saw it, yes. I was naked in front of a complete stranger and he was looking at my pink soft vagina.

“Choot dekh bhosdi ke, kya gulabi gulabi si hai, baal saaf karti hai iske? ”
I didn ‘t say anything, I couldn ‘t.

He went down and kissed my vagina once, then he ran his tongue from the top of my clitoris to in between my legs. Then he found the hole.

I felt his fingers circling around it, trying to tease me and the wetness from inside my vagina came pouring out. I was so ashamed, so aware of being naked, in front of a stranger, in this situation and his hands all over my body and now trying to pry a way inside it too.

I tried pushing him off, but he was too strong for me.Then with a sudden jolt it happened, his one finger creeped inside me. It hurt. It hurt very much. And I felt his cold finger inside my body. He smiled at me and pinched my left nipple to humiliate me. I couldn ‘t help but moan.

“Kya garam fuddi hai teri andar se ”

I felt weirdly aroused at his expletives. My bosom rose and fell in a sensual pattern, my massive breast trembled as he twiddled his finger inside me. My hips rose in air, in sync with his fingering.

“Choot fadunga aaj teri to main, beta! ”

With this he stood up and took off his shirt.

He was dark wheatish in complexion and his chest was muscular, his arms rough from all the manual work he ha to probably do. I saw the lining of his cheap underwear rising above his tattered old pants. He unbuttoned his trousers, and pulled them off. I saw the huge bulge in his underwear and trembled at the thought of him doing it to me.

He rubbed his erection and smiled.

“Utaaregi? ”

I looked away and tried to cover myself up with my skirt.

He smiled and pulled his underwear down. Then I saw a penis for the first time. It was big and dark and hairy. It must have been some 10 inches long and 3-4 inches wide. Looked like a small bat was swinging above his waist.

“Kaisa laga? ”
“Mujhe jane do na please, bahut dard ho rha hai ”
“Chup Chaap leti rah ”

He then came down on me and pushed hi s penis between my boobs. He started stroking and the pre-cum from his penis made my boobs slippery. The head of the penis would strike my chin with every stroke and he squeezed my boobs with animalistic ferocity.

He kept fucking my tits for sometime and then decided to move on to my lips.

“Choosegi? ”
“Nahi ”
“Choos de na ”
“Nahi ”

He placed it on my lips and rubbed it on them. The smell of it was weirdly arousing. He kept rubbing it for sometime

“Choosegi to aram se ho jayega warna sukha sukha rahega to teri hi choot faad dega, mera kya ja rha hai, mat choos ”

I opened my lips slightly and he saw the opportunity. He pushed some 3 inches of hard flesh in my throat, pushing my tongue all the way back. I tasted his dick. I tasted him. I saw his face light up with a gleam as I tried to adjust my tongue and it rubbed the top of his penis.

“Jeebh ghuma apne munh me ”

I tried to rub it again but couldn ‘t. I tried to pull it out of my mouth, but as I grabbed it, he pushed some 2 more inches in my mouth.

I thought I was going to choke on his penis, but he pulled it out. Dripping wet with my saliva. And it left a weird taste in my mouth and also a creepy vacant feeling. The feeling as if I was meant to suck him. As if my mouth was incomplete without him in it.

He ravaged the remaining skirt off my body and now we were naked. Completely. Me, a respectable girl of a nice family and him, probably a roadside stalker a labourer I don ‘t know who or what.

He kissed me again. His one hand on my boob.

“Daal rha hu andar ”
“Dard hoga kya? ” I trembled.
“Hoga ”
“Ruko.. ”

He didn ‘t. He pushed his cock against my vagina and with a sudden impulse tore open the entrance. I felt blood trickle down my uterus. He pushed it even deeper and I felt his hot cock ripping my vagina into two halves, cleaving my body in segments, my hips hurt bad so I put the up in the air and he grabbed them from below. His one hand went in between them and he started pushing his cock even deeper.

“Aaaa.. dheere karo please ”

He smacked my boobs and smiled and pushed it even deeper and I felt like his cock filled me completely and if he were to push in another inch, I would explode but right then he pushed it even deep.

Then I realized that some 5 inches of his cock was still out and he looked determined to push it all the way in, with another jerk he shoved some 3 inches of thick flesh in me and I saw blood trickle out my vagina along his cock and fell on the floor.

“Fat gayi teri fuddi toh ” He leered.

Tears trickled down my cheek as I tried to move my hips to relieve off some pain. And then another jerk would come, pushing it even deeper in my body. Just this morning I was in my bed dreaming about the perfect guy, and now I was on a dirty old bus seat being fucked by a monster.

He pushed it all the way in and the pain subsided. He then started pulling it out and it came out somewhat easily although covered in my blood. He the pushed it again and hence the intercourse started.

In-Out. In-Out. He fucked me really hard an then he increased his speed.

I felt like something was tearing my insides apart, I had my eyes closed and I felt his hands on my breasts, pinching my nipples, on my ass, slapping my hips, on my butthole, teasing me and threatening too, in my hair, sometimes I would feel his tongue run on my nipples and sometimes I would feel his tongue trying to open my mouth.

Kisses were all I felt and apart from that was completely dreamy, I felt his tongue play with mine, I felt his cock rubbing my clitoris, I felt his solid hips on me, I felt his rough fingers twist my nipples until they were red, I felt him try to finger my ass.

Then I felt something really painful, while his cock inside of me, he had picked me up from the seat and into his arms, now I was in his arms, sitting on his cock and he was fucking me against the bus wall.

My hips were spread as wide as they could, my vagina was stretched to the maximum and I was being fucked like animals.

His tongue was in mouth and his and mine saliva was one now, there was no me or him, we melded together into one. His jagged fucking became more intense and fast every passing second. His hands grew more impatient, his fingers more vile, his tongue more dominant and his slaps more subjugating.

He, after a lot of trying was able to push his finger up my ass and it hurt. It hurt worse than the fucking or the nipple twitching. He played with my ass, while his cock was in my body and his tongue in my mouth. Every hole, every pore of my body was used, abused and exploited.

I orgasmed at every push. My boy was now a slave to his whims and fancies, my hips trembled with a weird quickness my back arched and my breasts shaking. My body became wetter and wetter. With every orgasm it wanted him to fuck me more, fuck me harder and never to stop.

He kept pushing more fingers in my ass and it hurt real bad, my nipples were sore and lips bit, the speed of pushes increased to maniacal . Thump-Thump-Thump. It kept going on and suddenly I felt his body tremble, his cock grew harder and it hurt me real bad just as I neared and orgasm.

He tripled his speed and I arched my back his fingers grabbed my ass form the inside and clawed at the lining, his tongue ran circles in my mouth his hand pulled my nipple up in the air and I shouted, he shouted and gave me a mighty push and I orgasmed and felt a hot lava fill up my body. His semen penetrated everything and filled me up completely.
He crumpled on top of me.

We lay there naked as he pulled out his cock and his fingers, I kept still, my vagina bleeding, my ass hurting and my beautiful white breasts had teeth marked on them, my nipples red and sore from the tugging and pulling. And my tongue was tired of all the wrestling.