ab tak 42 - Autobiography of the Promiscuous Male

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Girl 37: FREAK: Benefited with a drunk Newly Married Reporter

Elections in India is a routine affair. And it gives a fillip to various businesses and many businesses and professions benefit temporarily out of it. When the election tempo hits its high, it attracts all kind of people. Elections in 2014 was no different. Each news channel was boasting of maximum news reporters in the field covering elections.


In this milieu, of the hundreds of people I met during those two months was a reporter from a local news channel. A punjabi girl who had broad smile but lacked actual reporter sense. When I met her first, her queries were kiddish to say the least. She was 24-25 years old, who had not got a job after doing her Masters in Mass Communication and had got married. She was not married for more than One year for sure, because she was wearing bridal chura (Red and White Bangles), which is worn by Punjabi newly married brides for upto one year of the marriage as per custom. Only later I learnt that she was married just 3 months back. Then elections came and one small local news channel picked her up to report the elections in two constituencies. There was a cameraman with her, who was also no good and must have been hired in the season for the season only.

Now the small cities have less no. of hotels and lesser no of decent ones. I was staying in the best hotel of that city, which was district head quarters as well. This hotel had less no. of Air conditioned rooms and more rooms which had fitted desert air coolers. Election season also meant that all hotels were full and they had hiked the prices. I don't know by what system, this girl was staying in my hotel while the cameraman was staying in some other place. But she had a air cooler room on first floor, and I had the best room of the hotel on second floor, which had an AC as well.

UP was not a kind place for women and may be still is not. Apart from the tigers like me, there were many vultures also, who looked for dead meat or even attempted their luck with futility over others. Her assignment was for a fortnight only that is till the elections got over in those two constituencies. Being in the same hotel we met almost everyday, rather I was her first point of contact for any gossip, any news, any byte, any opinion. She filed stories every day but were covered only on 5th day. She was very happy as it was her very first story to be covered in the news channel. She was on screen for may be 2 minutes but in the evening she was very chirpy, happy and in a celebration mode. She called me while I was in some other area to give me the news and she thanked me profusely. I asked for the party and she was like in this city where to party. Freakingly, I asked whether she liked a drink, because I have my own quota of scotch. Voila, she did accept. I told her that I would call her when I reach hotel.

When I reached hotel and called her, her phone was busy. I was damn tired that day and opened the bottle in my room. I poured my first peg and called her again, her phone was still busy. I started flicking the news channels and enjoying my daily dose of alcohol. She called after sometime and I asked her to come to my room. When she came, she was in Payajamas and T shirt. But her phone was continuously busy. She was laughing and chirping with gladness to all, that her story was covered. I gestured her and made a big peg for her even when she was on phone and accepting congratulations from everyone. Seems, she had told all her friends and family and they were also joyous that their known had appeared on TV. I found all this charade funny to say the least. In between calls, I asked her how much time she had been on phone and she confessed it was nearly two hours. She started thanking me again. I had noticed that she had medium boobs and her hair were also medium. She could be called as pretty in that semi rural area. It was clear that she was educated in a bigger city, but intelligence was not her virtue.

Interrupted by calls, we started talking. She was complaining of the cooler and how much noise it made. She told me that I was lucky to have an air conditioner in my room. I dropped few big names in media and she told me of the interviews which she had given. And how her husband was supportive of her ambitions but how she found it difficult to break into the mainstream news channel. Then discussions progressed to women in news channels and she commented, "Is field mein ladki ki tarakki ka raasta bistar se nikalta hai" (The way to woman's progress is through the bed)
Two pegs down she started to stutter. She could not hold her drink well, I gathered, but she demanded more alcohol. "Aapko kya lagta hai mujhe chad gayee hai" (What do you think, I am drunk). I touched her for the first time. I picked her hand and started reading it. I don't know palmistry, but I know how to handled women. I told her that she had many affairs in the past. She said No. I said minimum 5. She said NO - 3.

I told her many guys like her. She was happy. I told her that her husband is not at par with her in intelligence and looks. She did not agree. I told her that it is a mismatch and she would have extra-maritals. She laughed at it and said now she is not going to work, how can she have extra-maritals. So, she was not averse to them.

I put a hand on her thigh and said, she can still find a good job and I would promote her. She demanded fourth peg. I told her that she would puke, she insisted that she is in control. I asked her to walk on the lines of the floor straight and if she could, I would give her another peg. She accepted the challenge and it is very easy to say that you were not walking straight. She was drunk but she insisted of one more drink. I hugged her from back and said, she can drink from my glass. She was so keen on peg that I pressed my mouth on her neck but she was sipping from my half filled glass.The only words she uttered was "Mat Karo Na" (Don't do it).

I left glass in her hand and held her one boob and in one swift motion pushed the other hand in her payajama. She gasped and said "Phuleez" Whereas my hands were feeling erect nipple under the fabric of T shirt and bra and the shudder when my fingers traversed through small growth of hair to her pussy lips. I sat back in my chair and she was in my lap. My finger moved in her pussy while I started biting her back over her clothes still holding her by her boob. The girl could not let go off the glass and gulped more alcohol while her legs opened to give me an even better access to her pussy and her mouth uttered "Kya kar rahe ho?" (What are you doing?).


I disregarded her feeble protests and inserted my hand from below in her T shirt. Grabbing her soft boobs which were encased in bra. With one hand busy in her pussy and other on her boobs and she sitting awkwardly in my lap, I was finding difficult managing my licks and bites on her back. My difficulty eased when she gulped the remaining portion of alcohol and waved her hand to keep the glass on the table.

We both got up from that chair and I hugged and kissed her, taking her lips in my lips and sucking them hard. Now my hands were free to explore her body and soon she her payajamas were on her feet. I pushed her on the bed and removed her underwear too. And I noticed that it was not I-wanna-get-fucked-tonight panties. I placed my mouth on her very dark maroon pussy, which was covered by the growth of hair on all sides. The girl had lost it even before and was moaning freely. I gave her a good licking for few minutes, opening her pussy lips and inserting my tongue in it. My licking was interrupted, when her phone rang again.

"SHHhiTTTT!" was her reaction. It was her hubby. She picked the call and said, "Mmmmm, so rahi hoon, bahut thak gayee" Smile on my face spread. I laid down on top of her and we started kissing again, simultaneously, I took phone from her hand and making sure that the call has been disconnected threw it on a side. The girl was kissing back with great favor. I was kneading her soft breasts over her T shirt.

I was still wearing Shirt, Trousers and Shoes. I got up to get myself rid of my clothes. She looked at me in her drunken stupor and smiled at me. I blew a kiss while I opened my shirt and toed my shoes out of my feet. I opened my pants and lowered my trousers and underwear in the same time. Throwing the clothes in a heap on the chair. Now I was stark naked and she was in her T shirt. I picked up ciggirette and ash tray and half-laid down on my back in the bed and gestured her to come and suck me.

She came near me and sat between my legs. I propped my legs and lit the ciggirette while she moved couple of feet in my legs and held my almost erect dick. She played with the tip of my dick with her thumb and pushed back the foreskin. Then she took off her T shirt and cleaned my dick of all traces of pre-cum with it. Her phone rang again and I switched it off without looking at who was calling.

She brought her mouth near my dick and moved her tongue out and touched the tip of my dick. She immediately pulled her face back and shook her head. I spanked her face by holding my dick at its base. She closed her eyes while bringing her face near my dick. I spanked her lips, nose, cheeks in fact all over her face with my dick and she moved her face around so that I could hit her complete face.

I lit up another ciggirette and commanded her, "Choos ab" (Suck now). Was she waiting for that command. She immediately gobbled the good portion of my dick in her mouth and started moving her mouth up and down on my shaft. Slowly and slowly she was starting to deep throat me. And then she pulled back and gave a sigh... aah... a deep breath and saliva was all over her lips and chin. This girl did love to suck. Taking few deep breaths, she once again lowered her mouth on my dick and started sucking the complete length of my dick. I held her by her hair and pulled her mouth over my dick and pushed her head back and asked her to lick my balls and area beneath it. She brought out her tongue and licked my hairy balls and hairy underneath area of my balls drenching them in her saliva.

Unbeknown to me, she suddenly got up and came on top of me, angling my cock on her pussy, she sat on top of my cock. She let out a moan when my dick slipped in her cunt and she started riding me in cowgirl style sitting on her feet. She kept riding me till she got tired and then she started riding me on her knees. Slipping on my stomach, she finally opened her bra and I came across medium sized boobs which were hanging. I grabbed those loose balls and squeezed them with all my might so hard that she cried with pain.

Soon she got tired fucking me in cowgirl style on her knees too and she slumped on me. I pulled out my dick from her pussy and got on her chest, I asked her to suck my dick, she declined and I shoved the dick which was soaking in her juices and my precum in her mouth. Drunkenness overcame all hestitations and she licked my dick clean and sucked it. I face fucked her for a while before getting back inserting it in her pussy. One of my favorites steps in fucking is that I pull almost complete dick from the pussy and then shove the complete dick in with great thrust. I did the same to her bringing out moans and shouts from her.

I pulled her hair and spat in her mouth. She disliked it and I gave her a slight slap calling her a slut. (I have rarely called a girl a slut or bitch) Then I pushed her to become a bitch so that I could take her in doggie style. And it was my turn to say "Shit", we were not using condoms. I forgot it And I mentioned it to her. She was also like, no no put the comdom. I spanked her ass and said, I would not cum inside her. In and out in and out became the slow rythm with she on the bed offering her ass outside the bed and I standing beside her and pumping her, the rythym which lasted good 4-5 minutes before I could feel the cum building, I tried to hold it as I wanted to fuck more, but my dick slipped out and most of the cum was spread on her ass and back thighs. She slumped further in the bed and I moved to the bathroom as my bladder was also full.

I came back and lit another ciggirette and she went and cleaned herself. She said, "Ab to ek aur peg de do". I gestured at the watch and said, you want dinner or not. It was almost 10.30PM and hotel did not serve dinner after 11. I ordered dinner while she went and hid in the washroom when waiter came. Waiter smiled at me, he well knew of women who had come into my room. I passed a 100 Rs. note to him.
But my sojourns with this girl was not over yet. What next, keep glued.

Kahana gayab bhai pls pls pls update