My Story by Vinman (repeat)

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Paramjeet was now a regular visitor to Honey’s PG room. Both the mother daughter were at his disposal at regular intervals.  Over a period of time he had taken liberty with one in presence of other.  Since it was known to both what he was doing with them individually hence none created a scene.

 

Will touch this story of Paramjeet, Honey, Vicky and his friend in tandem with the story going to unfold.

 

After about 5 months he first started with Rahul’s mother a new girl joined his office.  It was about March 2002 that she joined his office.  Dusky colour, 5.6” height, good sized boobs, mid back length hair, decent features.  The only thing extraordinary in her was her ass.  Boy was it big.  Since the girl was not fat in general and hence the waist to hips ratio was something to behold.  She would wear tops and trousers.  The tight trouser packed the ass globes compactly allowing ass to look more tight and protrude outwards. 

 

Vicky looked at her once and coined a term for her – MVG (Maha Vishal Gand) (Very Large Ass)

 

Her name was Namita.  She had joined some research team of the office. 

 

Suddenly the term MVG was well used by the male members of the office and even some of Vicky’s close female friends knew about MVG.  They hated the attention MVG was getting despite them being far more attractive than her but had to admit that the boys have a penchant for big boobs and bigger asses and had to hand it to her since she had the biggest one in the office.  The slimmer waist (comparatively) made the ass look that much more appealing.

 

As luck would have it by June 2002 her research team was to work with Vicky’s team to conduct some sort of Internal Systems study. Vicky was leading that overall group.

 

Within a few days, they started talking with each other a lot more.  She liked his sense of humour, jovial nature, professionally attitude and humane touch.  She liked his physique too.  He liked her ass, nature etc came much later.

 

On one particular Saturday Vicky and MVG were in the office. Saturday being a weekly off, only these two had turned up to finalise a few slides for some presentation on Monday.  She was wearing a haulter top showing off her shoulders and capris trying valiantly to hide her ass.  But hiding her ass is no mean task. Salwaar Kameez can manage to hide a bit but no way for a Capris or a Trouser.

 

After working for about 3-4 hours they ordered pizzas from Pizza Hut and had it for lunch.

 

By now they had developed comfort level with each other to the level of cracking slightly non-veg jokes and engaged in nice banter.

 

MVG asked him “Vicky teri koi girlfriend hai” (do you have a girlfriend)

 

Vicky said “nahin” (no)

 

She was surprised and said “maan hee nahin sakti” (I cannot believe it)

 

“kyon” (why) came reply from him.

 

She was at loss of words to tell him why.  He was handsome, smart, well educated, high salary, great sense of humour. He had it all going for him.

 

He knew that she was at loss for words and hence continued “bata na – kyon nahin maan sakti” (tell – why you cannot believe)

 

She managed to say “aajkal ke zamaane mein toh hoti hai” (in today’s world one has)

 

“toh tere boyfriend ka kya naam hai” (so whats the name of your boyfriend) pat came the query

 

She was tongue tied – he had her cornered.

 

Vicky then told her about the Smita story in great detail including his way of getting back at her in a building in Dwarka.  He was stressing on the juicier parts and could make out MVG enjoying but trying to hide it.

 

“Mera toh sab pooch liya – apne boyfriend ke kisse toh batao” (you asked everything about me – tell about your boyfriend) he implored

 

“Arrey nahin hai” (no boyfriend) she said trying to sidetrack the issue.

 

“Abhi toh bada gyaan de rahi thee ki is zamaane mein bf /gf hoti hain” (a short while earlier you were preaching that everyone one has a bf/gf in this day age) he continued the torture.

 

“yaar you are hot” (you are hot) he continued tormenting her “ladke line lagake peeche khade hotey honge” (guys must be queueing behind you)

 

“itni sundar nahin hoon” (I am not that beautiful) she said shyly

 

“Maine aage nahin, peeche khade hone ki baat kari thee” (I said they would be lined up behind you) he chuckled with an obvious reference to her big ass.

 

“haan wohi…”  (yes…) she paused in mid response and it hit her what he was hinting at.

 

She just could not say anything and he was smiling triumphantly.  She knew she had a big ass, guys have rubbed past it so many times, she had felt a few crotches on her ass while traveling or in crowded areas.  Her last boyfriend had got intimidated seeing her ass and his own tool size. 

 

The continued working for some more time and she saw Vicky eyeing her big ass. MVG looked at his crotch and it looked promising to her.

 

During their talks she told him that she lived alone in Delhi with her family being in Madhya Pradesh and that her parents visited her once in two months or so.  She belonged to a rich familiy and hence had taken a 1 bedroom rental accommodation in good area of Delhi and there was no need to share a PG accommodation or share rental house as case with many other girls in the city.

 

One other day, they were discussing work outs when she told him how she had started going to a gym for exercises.  He was not the one to miss out on an opportunity and asked her about the routine she was doing. She said thighs and was about to say butt but then used hips instead.

 

He deliberately looked at her thighs and butt and said “they look in order to me” and smiled.

 

She could not help but smile since he had a way of using words making the other person defenceless.

 

Like this they were getting close. 

 

It was in July 2002 that their team decided to go for a movie.  Shah Rukh Khan’s Devdas was released. Vicky was not much inclined since he felt that Dilip Kumar’s Devdas was any day better and the trailers of new Devdas had firmed up his conviction further. Trailers of dance of Aishwarya and Madhuri Dixit (Paro and Chandramukhi) had convinced him that the story of original novel Devdas was bangd and mutulated beyond belief. In real novel Paro & Chandramukhi never meet.

 

Anyways always a team man that he was, Vicky decided to go with the team and it helped him a lot.

 

Public was mad about Shah Rukh Khan and there was a lot of rush at the Cinema Hall.  The entry was narrowed down due to some maintenance work. This increased the rush and Vicky was right behind MVG. There was a lot of pushing which resulted in pressing of his crotch on her ample ass.  He was wearing a cotton trouser which meant that the ass would have felt less cloth thickness between the cock and ass globes.  Also, MVG was wearing a light trouser outlining her luscious ass. Vicky had reasoned that she was enjoying the touches on her ass globes.  He held her by the shoulders so as to guide her and kept on rubbing his python on her ass. She was enjoying the touch and could guess that the tool was much larger than her previous boyfriend’s.

 

At one point of time while entering, Vicky thought there was ample space for her to move ahead but she deliberately waited for Vicky to maintain the contact.  As they entered the hall they disengaged.  As they were last to enter in their group, they entered their row the last and got the final two seats.  They sat next to each other but nothing major happened apart from their arms touching each other. 

 

At the time of interval, since they were at the corner and nearest to the snacks counter, they were the ones who volunteered to get the refreshments.  Here too the ass and cock were in contact for quite some time.  In garb of moving here and there, both Vicky and MVG took turns to rub cock and ass, respectively, against each other. From reflections in one of the glasses at the counter he could make out a smile on her face while the rubbing was on.

 

They came back with hands full of refreshments.  The group had it to their hearts content.

 

During the second half of the movie, the arms “innocently” rubbed against each other.  The movie ended and they moved towards the exit. This time they were not behind each other. She longingly looked back but he was much behind.  He concluded she was his for the taking now. 

 

Meanwhile, two lovely mother daughter duo of Paramjeet & Honey continued loving him and being loved. Paramjeet would often visit her daughter and get fucked by Vicky to her heart’s content.

 

One day Vicky had gone to the market with Paramjeet to buy somethings.  At the clothes shop Vikas (remember his friend from Lajpat Nagar, whose friend Charmane alias Sherry was fucked at his Noida house. Vicky also had then fucked Sherry’s mother Julie) saw the two and concluded that Paramjeet was one of the conquests of Vicky. Paramjeet was looking gorgeous with quite revealing suit she was wearing.  Vicky was holding her by the shoulder as his keep / mistress which was not far from the reality. 

 

Vikas met and they exchanged pleasantaries. 

 

On the way back she told Vicky “tera dost mujhe ghoor raha thaa” (he was eyeing me)

 

“Meri jaan tu hai hee aisee cheez” (my darling you are made for that) saying this Vicky took her to one of the secluded routes and made her suck his cock.

 

Vicky was quite sure in his mind that Vikas would ask for his pound of flesh since he had let me have Charmaine and her mother. Of the mother daughter duo of Paramjeet and Honey, Vicky was more inclined to let him enjoy much used Paramjeet rather than giving away Honey to taste.

 

As expected, the next morning he got a call from Vikas.

 

“Hi Vicky – Vikas bol raha hoon” (hi Vicky this is Vikas this side)

 

“Hi Vikas – kya haal” (hi Vikas – how are you) said Vicky

 

After such usual pleasantaries for some time Vikas moved to the real content.

 

“Vicky – kal woh maal kaun thee” (who was the hot one yesterday)

 

“Paramjeet” Vicky replied

 

“Kaun” (who) vikas asked

 

“Yaar yaad nahin tujhe bataya tha ki meri paheli posting par neighbour ki maa beti combination ki leta thaa” (remember I told you of mom-daugther duo during the first posting) Vicky said

 

“Achcha” (ok) vikas replied and then asked “yaar delhi mein kaise” (howcome she is here)

 

Vicky didn’t want to tell him about Honey being here so said “koi rishtedaar raheta hai aas paas – wahan aati hai – mujh se bhi chud leti hai” (some relative stays here in delhi – comes there often – also gets fucked by me)

 

Both the young men smiled.

 

Vicky started “Tujhe leni hai iski” (you want to fuck her0

 

Vikas said “neki aur poochh pooch”

 

“Chal kuchh karta hoon” (will do something) he replied.

 

That weekend while fucking brains out of Paramjeet Vicky asked her if she had been screwing around with young fellows unknown to him.

 

Paramjeet blushed at the thought.

 

Vicky said “kitno se chud gayi hai” (how many have fucked you)

 

She said “hain thode se” (a few)

 

“kitne se thode hain” (how many in few) he implored

 

 

“3-4”

 

He was not buying that figure and estimated the figure to be more towards 7-8 atleast.

 

“tujhe naye naye laudon ka chaska lag gaya hai” (you have taken to new cocks)

 

She smiled.

 

“ek aur naye laude ka swaad legi” (would you taste one new cock)

 

She smiled and said “kaun hai” (who is that)

 

“Mera friend hai Vikas – us din dukaan mein mila thaa” (my friend Vikas – met him at the shop)

 

Paramjeet remembered Vikas who was a handsome young man himself and shyly agreed. Vicky briefed her on not telling him about Honey and that she comes here to her relatives only.

 

He called up Vikas there and then and gave him the good news and even made the duo talk. She talked like a young nubile girl and told him that she would be there in a fortnight’s time and they agreed to meet.

 

In office the opportunities for Namita and Vicky to get closer were increasing as the project was progressing. Also post the movie, they had come a bit close and were sharing a lot with each other.

 

Once she had again brought topic of his girlfriends to which he had told her that though there is no one girlfriend but there are enough to take care of his needs.  This had made her smile and firstly she disbelieved him but confidence on his face made her give in and she changed the topic.  Vicky knew he had impressed her.

 

One day she was bending forward and wearing a very tightish trouser accentuating her ample posterior. It was hard to be missed and Vicky was looking at it. She saw him eyeing her huge ass and decided give him a show and then catch him on the wrong foot.  She bent further forward and pushed up her ass further upwards.  Vicky was enjoying the view bigtime.  As if she was searching from the drawer she moved her ass sideways and forward back movement.  Vicky was hard as a rock. 

 

When she thought she had cornered Vicky – she said “Vicky kya dekh rahe ho” (what are you staring) in a stern voice.  She thought Vicky would say sorry etc.

 

He very plainly answered “tumhe pata hai main kya dekh raha hoon – it is too prominent to be missed” (you know what I am staring)

 

Since she was not expecting this bold answer, Namita didn’t know how to react.  Vicky smiled and left the room. 

 

The next evening was a Friday evening and he asked her if they could go out somewhere.

 

She was very pleasantly surprised at the turn of events and immediately said yes.

 

He went back home – changed into something casual – told his parents that they have a party of office colleagues and may be late.  Since it was pretty usual for this to happen, his parents didn’t mind.

 

He left in his car to pick up the MVG – Namita.

 

As per his habit, he reached her residence right on time.  She too was ready to go out with him.  Though it was August 2002, she came out wearing light jacket over her skirt and a top.  Shook hands and he gave her the gift he had bought for her, a box of chocolates. She loved it.

 

She asked her where to go – he offered her to take the lead.  She said lets go to a Disco.  Though Vicky was never interested to go to a Disc but that day he decided to go along since rush of Disc would provide ample opportunities to touch her ample ass. They parked the car in the parking area and left for the disc. In the car, she left her jacket and Vicky could make out the reason for doing so. She was wearing a black halter top exposing a lot of shoulder and back.  The skirt was of cream colour and the contours of the famous posterior could be seen from some distance, may be from moon too.

 

Vicky noticed that every pair of eyes of a straight man adjusted his cock after focusing on her ass even for a few seconds and there she was, ready to enjoy his proximity.  After having a couple of soft drinks they hit the dance floor.  The music beats were fast and they were maintaining some distance while dancing. Nothing apart from the fact, you don’t dance in much proximity on a fast beat. They were working up quite a sweat. He was a good dancer and so was she considering her generous curves.  Her boobs were a handful themselves and were juggling nicely as that day they were not under the confines of a bra.

 

They moved to the bar to have another round of soft drinks and some water and came back to dance. After some time the music turned slow with both dancing in close proximity.  Firstly he held her in the conventional position of one arm on her waist and other holding her other arm with her hand on his shoulder.  They danced slowly for a few minutes and saw around to find that they were the only ones dancing in such formal manner.  He then took his hand and rested it on her waist just above her huge hips and she put her arms around his neck.  Vicky being tall meant that she had to come a bit closer to him to encircle his neck.  Her boobs hit his torso and during movements it would rub.

 

After an initial hesitation, both were comfortable with Vicky’s hands moving southwards. MVG had sensed it but did not object.  The hands reached the coveted desitnation.  And true to the name coined by him, the ass was seriously big.  They kept on moving in slow motion and enjoyed each other’s company, body, presence, touches.

 

She knew where it will lead but wanted him to take the steps.

 

He knew where it will lead and was ready to take the steps.

 

Not many had approached her in the manner he had due to the size of her ass.  Only a very well endowed chap could have enjoyed her in doggy style. The regular sized ones were no match.  Definitely he was one with large sized one.

 

He cupped her ass for their eyes to meet and give silent approval. Her look was of a reluctant partner bordering on “No” but he was an expert to read these signals and looks. He cupped it again and a bit harder this time. This time she tried to indicate No but with less conviction.  Vicky cupped the ass again and let the hands cover every square inch of the huge ass.  Before she could say anything, he turned her around and held her from behind with his arms across her front, just below her good sized boobs. Though her boobs were 36c but her huge ass made them look “only good sized” in comparison.  They were still dancing to the slow music.  His cock again made contact with the much desired globes and was 60-70% awake causing her to feel the python very nicely on her ass.  She too was in the mood and rubbed her ass hard on his tool.  He was not going to let the opportunity go and kissed her exposed shoulders.  She moved back in to him.  He kissed her nape further and rubbed his tool more.  A response of equal measure from her was forthcoming in form of harder rub on tool and leaning back into him.  He pushed up his hands to press the boobs. Everyone in the disc was now focussed on them. All those who were dancing with them, had stopped in their tracks focusing on erotica in front.  She had her eyes closed but he had his opened. He was seeing what was going around but wanted to show others that the sexy bombshell was his for the taking and hence continued with the erotica. 

 

He cupped one boob completely and rubbed nipple with his thumb to be met by approval moans.  He played with nipples, she produced the moaning sounds.  He rubbed her thighs and softly pressed her pussy only to be met by a louder moan. 

 

After a couple of minutes of extensive foreplay on disc floor – which was like eternity for those around.  MVG opened her eyes dreamily.  But to her horror she saw everyone eyeing her. 

 

She turned back and looked at Vicky.  He said “lets go.”

 

She nodded and both left immediately leaving behind a gasping audience.

 

He took her to a nearby restaurant which had great lakeside view. She was impressed by his choice.  At first she was not able to see him in eye but then as the evening progressed was quite comfortable. Since it was an upmarket restaurant, she had not bothered to put her jacket on. She actually wanted not to put anything on and wanted to go ahead and get fucked big time.  The feel of his tool on her ass was keeping her mind busy.  He could sense her discomfort and still indulged her in small talk.

 

Vicky : “Namita everyone was eyeing us at the Disc today”\

 

Namita : hmmmm

 

Vicky “soch raha hoon ki they were eyeing you and I was just an accessory”

 

Namita smiled

 

Vicky : “Aur soch raha hoon ki they were eyeing your assets” (deliberately he spoke Assets in a manner that it sounded Ass – set)

 

Namita smiled mischievously…

 

Namita “you dance well Vicky”

 

“Haan slow waala zyaada achha karta hoon, ladkiyan yahi kaheti hain” (yes, girls say that I do the slow one better)

 

She never thought that he will respond like that.

 

He was smart.

 

They were waiting for the order to come – Vicky looked at her matter of factly and asked “Tumhare Ghar Chalen – Khana pack karwa lete hain” (lets go your home and take the food packed)

 

She thought for a moment – a yes meant that she was ready to be fucked.  She didn’t know what to say but then thought that why not enjoy life and said “ok”

 

Those two alphabets opened a lot of avenues for both of them.  He smiled and called the waiter and got the food packed.  “Chal aaj tere ghar pe dinner karte hain” (lets have dinner at your home)

 

Both left.

 

He drove to her house and waited in the car, she looked at him quizzically and said “andar nahin aana kya” (don’t you want to come in)

 

“Sirf dinner ka mood hai kya” (are you in mood for dinner only) he looked at her and winked.

 

By now she was ready to be his and said “kisne kaha” (who said that) and winked.

 

He smiled and parked the car and followed her.

 

She wanted to change – he stopped her. 

 

“Don’t change – your are looking hot” She smiled at his comment.

 

They finished the dinner first and then after clearing the table she played on the soft music. It was a slow dance number.

 

He smiled and turned her around to directly rub his crotch over her ample ass.

Within a few seconds he was rubbing his tool on her ass, hands were massaging boobs and he was licking her earlobe. It was erotica at it best. Since there was no audience, hence both were now into it with MVG rubbing her ass very hard on his very very hard tool and feeling the size and girth.

 

The lights in the room were dim and were adding to the atmosphere.

 

He was now licking her back and playing with her nipples.

 

Her eyes were closed and she was at point of no return.

 

He turned her face towards him and licked her right cheek.

 

This was much beyond she had thought.  She could feel her pussy getting wet by the second.

 

She wanted to turn around and kiss him hard, but he did not let her do it.  The much wanted ass was meant to be enjoyed in every way.

 

He bent down and kissed her ass over her skirt.

 

Within no time, he opened the hooks of her skirt and helped it to touch the floor.

 

She was on way back from her trance that he said something in her ear “gaand degi” (will you give me your ass)

 

Before she could open her mouth, he forced her making her bend forward and hold the table for support. He ripped open her panty and his mammoth tool was there at the entrance of the most coveted ass in office. She did not expect such a move. She was hoping for a long foreplay followed by doggy style fuck.

 

As he was about to push it in – he waited. Pulled her back up and removed her top.

 

He moved back.  Removed his trousers fully and other garments and both stood in their respective birthday suits.

 

She was looking at him with a big question mark

 

He smiled and said “Teri gaand ne paagal kar rakkha hai – pahele socha ki teri gaand le loon – phir socha  ki you deserved a better love making, isliye ruk gaya” (I am madly in love with your ass and wanted to take it at first opportunity, then thought you deserved better love making and hence I stopped)

 

He came forward and engaged in a French kiss with his hands roaming on her ass.

 

She too had one hand behind his neck and the other was holding his tool.  It was way way way bigger than her previous boyfriend.

 

There was a lot of foreplay (not detailing for want of repetition) but at one point he picked some butter cubes from the fridge and rubbed on her ass hole and ass. She was enjoying all the touches and rubs and looked at him regarding the rubbing of butter on her ass.

 

He said smilingly “Butter Chicken toh dhaabe mein bante hain – main Butter Gaand bana raha hoon’ (Restaurants make the dish of Butter Chicken, I am making Butter Ass)

 

She laughed hysterically and said “phir butter gaand khaaoge” (will you eat it Butter Ass)

 

A very strong yes followed the question.

 

He rubbed a lot of butter on his tool as well and started pushing his tool in.  The desired MVG was his now.  Stroke by stroke it was going in.

 

Stroke by stroke she was feeling the girth, the size, the competence.

 

He took it as planned, in doggy style with his favourite of riding a horse by holding her hair and bending forward to press her boobs.  (not repeating every move)

 

After quite some time while she was on verge of her third orgasm with his fingers in her pussy helping her with the first two and he on verge of his first.

 

Both came together, he spread his sead on her lush ass liberally and she came like a waterfall the third time.  She fell on the bed and he took time to spread his semen on her ass globes.  The ass globes were shining like a newly waxed item.

 

“Tujhe pata hai tera naam kya rakkha hai” (you know the name we have coined for you ?) he said.

 

She looked at him nodded her head in the negative.

 

“Maha Vishaal Gaand” She laughed like a woman possessed

 

“Aur tera naam main rakkhungi – Maha Vishaal Lund” (And I will coin the name Maha Vishal Lund) she said continuing laughing.

 

Both took their respective coined names as tokens of appreciation to say the least.

 

He called his residence and told his parents that he will be late.

 

“Yahin ruk ja” (stay here) she pleaded.

 

“meri jaan – tu chinta mat kar, ab se tu mera maal hai” (darling you d