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"Okay, I have a solution."

Kajal wiped her eyes and looked up.

"I understand the importance of saving your virginity. So I will not fuck you now. But once you have gotten married, and your husband has taken your cherry...then I want my pound of flesh."

"Nooo pleeeaase..." Kajal started crying again.

"ENOUGH!!" Mehra yelled. "I am trying to be reasonable here. Now let go of my feet before I kick you in the face."

Kajal let go of his feet and sat up on the floor.

"Listen kajal, it's quite simple. You promise to go to bed with me after you get married. I don't want you to be my wife or mistress. I just want a taste."

Kajal said nothing.

"Now, you said your fiance is in America. Will you be living in America after marriage?"

"Yes."

"So the first trip you take home here after that, you come to me voluntarily. I will find out if you are back but if you don't!"

"Okay."

"I am a kind man. And a patient man. And I'll wait. I don't want to destroy your life. But remember, I have the video. And I will keep the video as collateral."

Kajal nodded. Wiping her face, she started getting up. Mehra's dick started going erect looking at her ample boobs and soft skin and he started wondering if he had made a mistake letting her go.

Kajal stood up and pulled up her salwar.

"What are you doing?" Mehra asked.

"Getting dressed." Kajal said.

"Oh no no no no no." Mehra grabbed her arm. "I am not done with you yet."

"But you said..."

"Yeah, I said I would not take your virginity. But there are other things."

Mehra dragged Kajal towards the table. She had to kick off the salwar and panties rolled around her ankles to keep from falling. The horny old man took the naked nymph less than half his age to the desk and made her lie down on it, he then went to the computer, turned his webcam on and pointed it towards Kajal’s naked body splayed out on the table.



"What are you doing, sir?"

"Keep quiet."

Mehra then walked to the other side of the table and pulled Kajal’s head until it was hanging over the edge of the table. He then unzipped his pants and fished out his half erect dick.

Kajal watched spellbound as the old man's thick dick hung inches from her face. Mentally, she was disgusted. But she could not look away. This was the first dick she had seen up close in real life. She saw the thick bush of white and black hair around it and the big testicles hanging below it.

"Open your mouth!" Mehra commanded.

Oh god, Kajal thought. He wants me to THAT. She had read about it in some novels. And most recently, seen it in the video clip Gautham had shown her. He wanted her to suck his dick. She felt revolted by the idea. But considering her situation, she had no choice. The mouth doesn't have a hymen. So Mehra could do whatever he wanted with her mouth without her husband finding out. She sighed and opened her mouth.

"AWRKKKKK"



Kajal gagged as Mehra shoved his dick into her mouth in one swift motion. It tasted salty and slippery. The tip hit the back of her throat and made her feel like she would vomit. but Mehra grabbed hold of her big naked tits flopped along her sides and thrust his dick in deeper. Kajal gagged again.

"Don't fight it. Just relax. Suck it like a kulfi." Mehra said.

Yeah right, Kajal thought. A kulfi is tasty. This thing tasted and smelled awful. As as the moments ticked by, she got used to this invasion of her mouth. She pushed her tongue against the length of his rod and made a slurping motion.

"That's it. Good girl." Mehra appreciated it.

He was by now fully erect and extremely turned on. His dick was about 6 inches long and reasonably thick. He realized that Kajal was a novice at this.

"You've never sucked a dick before?"

"NNNNNNNNN" Kajal moaned.

"Well, I feel special being the first for such a hot young woman." he took one hand off her boobs and slapped her pussy. Her hips jerked involuntarily.

"Don't worry, Kajal. By the time you get married, I will make you an expert in cock-sucking. You husband will owe me."



Mehra kept one hand on her breasts and the other on her pussy as he started fucking her mouth in a deep slow motion. Her mouth was so warm and wet. And the sight in front of his eyes, of her perfect 10 naked body splayed out on his table, was hotter than anything he had ever seen.

In a couple of minutes, Kajal’s carnal instincts had kicked in. Even as Mehra continued to fuck her mouth, Kajal found herself feeling turned on more than distressed. This nice thick hard dick somehow seemed to feel right in her mouth. Her gag reflexes went away completely, and she even began enjoying how his balls rubbed against her nose.

"Let's see if you really are a virgin."

Kajal’s butt flew a foot off the table as Mehra's finger poked against her vagina. That touch, down there, felt so unexpectedly delightful even though it hurt.

"Yes, you are."

Mehra then bent down and softly kissed her mildly hairy pussy lips before nuzzling her clit. That made Kajal buck again. What is all this I am experiencing, Kajal thought.

Finally Kajal felt Mehra's dick shudder in her mouth. And then suddenly it started shooting cum at her throat. Within seconds, her mouth was filled a salty gooey substance. The gag reflex returned. Using all her strength, she pushed his dick out of her mouth.







"COUGH! COUGH! COUGH!"

Kajal spat out the cum even as some of it trickled up her upside down face.

"What the fuck?" Mehra was not amused. "You've made a mess all over my floor."

"Cough cough...sorry."

"Clean it up! Now!"

Kajal scrambled off the table. She saw a rag in the corner. She went and picked it up.

As Mehra stood there watching the voluptuous young girl naked on all fours, wiping his cum off the floor like a good girl, he smiled. He had indeed landed the goose that laid the golden egg. It wasn't ideal that she was moving to America. It meant waiting for months until she was laid by him. Maybe it was time to plan a trip to visit his brother in America.

That first night after the encounter with Mehra, Kajal was an emotional wreck, extremely conflicted. She was of course feeling a lot of distress and guilt about being forced into that situation against her will. There was further resentment about the fact that this was all Gautham’s fault. If he had just waited until they got married, none of this would have happened.

But a part of her also kept thinking that she hadn't found it as traumatic as she would have expected. The first few minutes were very traumatic and scary. Being made to strip naked in the presence of another person, that too an ugly man over twice her age, had not been nice. The prospect of losing her virginity to him had been terrifying. But once he agreed not to do that, whatever followed next had a degree of pleasant novelty about it. She felt ashamed about it, but had to acknowledge it to herself that it also felt nice in some ways.

The worst part was that she couldn't share this with anyone. Telling her mother was out of the question. She would probably throw her out of the house. She couldn't tell Gautham either, although it was all his fault. But he was sitting pretty in America. If he came to know she had sucked the dick of some random old man, he'd call off the wedding. And worse, the gossip would spread. She couldn't bring herself to tell her close friend Priya either. It just seemed too scandalous to share with that gentle soul.