05-05-2024, 06:27 AM
Divya’s POV :
When Iqbal deleted everything I felt really happy. I felt I was out of a situation and felt like the night was finally over. I hugged Iqbal out of excitement that he deleted and kept his promise. He hugged me back and immediately kissed on my lips which was unexpected. I didn’t know how to react and I pulled myself back. My hand accidentally went towards his dick area and I was surprised. He just cummed all over due to my blowjob and it is hard again. I thought to myself that how horny is this kid even. I asked him to drop me home. He quickly came close to my face and started kissing my lips again. I was trying to resist him but Iqbal is too strong for someone in late teens. I was slowly falling for him and then he started kissing me even harder with his hands pressing my boobs. He was pressing them so hard as is he was kneeding dough (atta) before making rotis. I was getting hornier and excited by his actions and I put my hands behind his head and was pushing his face more and more into me. We were kissing there madly and now I’m completely in his control.
Iqbal : I know you’re enjoying you married slut!
Me : You are so bad Iqbal.
Iqbal : Oh yeah ? Punish me then
Iqbal puts his hands between my legs and feels my pussy which was already wet from all the actions and moves his fingers around it. This took me to the state of ecstasy. I was trying to make my mind understand about the situation and to stop it at some point. Iqbal was trying to take my blouse off the way to feel my naked boobs. He puts his hands under the straps and tries to remove them but I was stopping him. He got mad and angry and pulled it with full force and due to my resistance, he tore one side of my blouse. That still didn’t stop what he was doing. It didn’t stop me either. I was kissing him and I held his dick in my hand while kissing him. Iqbal thought there is no point in pulling my blouse as I’m resisting.
Iqbal : Time to return the favor.
Me : What favor ?
Iqbal immediately went down kneeling on the floor and tried to lift my saree from bottom with one hand while other hand is still pressing my juicy boobs. He raised the saree up to my knees level and was kissing my feet and legs. I don’t know what happened to me but that was giving me a different kind of high but one thing that was constantly in my mind is that I will not take that dick in my pussy. I am still strongly battling my wild inhibitions while Iqbal stopped kissing and started licking the legs wildly. Suddenly Iqbal just fell on the floor with his back and stopped moving. That scared my tits off and what could have happened. I went down on him and checked if he’s breathing or his heartbeat is fine. They were good that’s when I relaxed a little. But what the hell was I supposed to do. Iqbal was on a weed gummy which he took in the party and is out. His uncle Ali was already out. I cannot drive a car. I cannot call Uber as well and the situation seemed very doubtful. I thought of calling Praman but he’s not in town. He’s been out of the city with Aditi. The girl he’s been working with and obviously fucking. I don’t have too many friends and I particularly needed someone with a car. I thought of Raymond. My black colleague from the gym. It was around 12:30 midnight and it would be weird to call him but I’m stuck here with a torn blouse in the saree with a two guys passed out leaving me alone. Seeing no other option, I called Raymond.
Raymond : Hey there Sexy!
I made peace with Raymond calling me these things and it’s his way of speech. Also, I’ll make peace with anyone calling me sexy or hot or slut or whore that day because I was being all that and I just wanted to get home and sleep or have a quick call with my husband in another state.
Me : Hi. Hope I’m not disturbing you.
Ray : Nope. You good. Didn’t sleep yet.
Me : oh that’s great Ray.
Ray : So what’s up. You remember me.
Me : Ray infact, I need a favor.
Ray : I know that the moment I saw. You need a black dick in you lady?
Me : No not at all. Don’t talk about it. I need a help with something.
Ray : Sorry my bad. What’d you need!
Me : I came out to a party with a couple of friends. They are both drunk and I can’t drive. Could you please give a lift home ?
Ray : Hell. That’s what the Uber or Lyft is for honey.
Me : I can’t call Uber. They are out on weed. Might look suspicious.
Ray : I got you baby. I’m coming. Send me the location.
Me : Thank you Thank you so much Raymond.
I adjusted my hair which was destroyed by Iqbal and sat on the bench. I looked at Iqbal and felt poor kid. He wanted to get laid with me. Am I really that hot that both uncle and the kid got turned on. Then I felt and took a strong decision that I should never again bring myself into such situation. Never going out alone with a guy. My body is sexy but it is only supposed for my husband. I realized my blouse is torn on one side. That would be way awkward if Raymond sees me in this blouse. It anyway isn’t hiding too much of my cleavage. So I took off my blouse and threw it in the trash. Now I’m only in my bra under the saree. I saw a car approaching towards the park and me and I hoped it is Raymond and it is him.
Raymond : Yo my suga, looking hotter than a fresh pie.
Me : Thank you.
Raymond : You know what, I’ll drop you home and let’s leave them here. They can drive back when one is out of weed. You get in.
Raymond came in a Ram truck which is high elevated. I put one step on the pedestal turning my back towards him. My bare back was visible to him which is almost naked except for the bra string. Also my hips get a folds when I sit and Raymond got e perfect view of it. That sight could have made any guy stroke his dick until he comes but Raymond didn’t do it. I got completely in the car and I got a sigh of relief that I’m going home. I breathed heavily which enlarged my tits. I looked at Raymond who was wearing a sleeveless tshirt and basketball shorts. I was shocked at the size of the flagpole under his shorts. It was the size of an actual car's gear rod. I pretended as if I didn’t see it but Raymond caught me when I got a glimpse of it
When Iqbal deleted everything I felt really happy. I felt I was out of a situation and felt like the night was finally over. I hugged Iqbal out of excitement that he deleted and kept his promise. He hugged me back and immediately kissed on my lips which was unexpected. I didn’t know how to react and I pulled myself back. My hand accidentally went towards his dick area and I was surprised. He just cummed all over due to my blowjob and it is hard again. I thought to myself that how horny is this kid even. I asked him to drop me home. He quickly came close to my face and started kissing my lips again. I was trying to resist him but Iqbal is too strong for someone in late teens. I was slowly falling for him and then he started kissing me even harder with his hands pressing my boobs. He was pressing them so hard as is he was kneeding dough (atta) before making rotis. I was getting hornier and excited by his actions and I put my hands behind his head and was pushing his face more and more into me. We were kissing there madly and now I’m completely in his control.
Iqbal : I know you’re enjoying you married slut!
Me : You are so bad Iqbal.
Iqbal : Oh yeah ? Punish me then
Iqbal puts his hands between my legs and feels my pussy which was already wet from all the actions and moves his fingers around it. This took me to the state of ecstasy. I was trying to make my mind understand about the situation and to stop it at some point. Iqbal was trying to take my blouse off the way to feel my naked boobs. He puts his hands under the straps and tries to remove them but I was stopping him. He got mad and angry and pulled it with full force and due to my resistance, he tore one side of my blouse. That still didn’t stop what he was doing. It didn’t stop me either. I was kissing him and I held his dick in my hand while kissing him. Iqbal thought there is no point in pulling my blouse as I’m resisting.
Iqbal : Time to return the favor.
Me : What favor ?
Iqbal immediately went down kneeling on the floor and tried to lift my saree from bottom with one hand while other hand is still pressing my juicy boobs. He raised the saree up to my knees level and was kissing my feet and legs. I don’t know what happened to me but that was giving me a different kind of high but one thing that was constantly in my mind is that I will not take that dick in my pussy. I am still strongly battling my wild inhibitions while Iqbal stopped kissing and started licking the legs wildly. Suddenly Iqbal just fell on the floor with his back and stopped moving. That scared my tits off and what could have happened. I went down on him and checked if he’s breathing or his heartbeat is fine. They were good that’s when I relaxed a little. But what the hell was I supposed to do. Iqbal was on a weed gummy which he took in the party and is out. His uncle Ali was already out. I cannot drive a car. I cannot call Uber as well and the situation seemed very doubtful. I thought of calling Praman but he’s not in town. He’s been out of the city with Aditi. The girl he’s been working with and obviously fucking. I don’t have too many friends and I particularly needed someone with a car. I thought of Raymond. My black colleague from the gym. It was around 12:30 midnight and it would be weird to call him but I’m stuck here with a torn blouse in the saree with a two guys passed out leaving me alone. Seeing no other option, I called Raymond.
Raymond : Hey there Sexy!
I made peace with Raymond calling me these things and it’s his way of speech. Also, I’ll make peace with anyone calling me sexy or hot or slut or whore that day because I was being all that and I just wanted to get home and sleep or have a quick call with my husband in another state.
Me : Hi. Hope I’m not disturbing you.
Ray : Nope. You good. Didn’t sleep yet.
Me : oh that’s great Ray.
Ray : So what’s up. You remember me.
Me : Ray infact, I need a favor.
Ray : I know that the moment I saw. You need a black dick in you lady?
Me : No not at all. Don’t talk about it. I need a help with something.
Ray : Sorry my bad. What’d you need!
Me : I came out to a party with a couple of friends. They are both drunk and I can’t drive. Could you please give a lift home ?
Ray : Hell. That’s what the Uber or Lyft is for honey.
Me : I can’t call Uber. They are out on weed. Might look suspicious.
Ray : I got you baby. I’m coming. Send me the location.
Me : Thank you Thank you so much Raymond.
I adjusted my hair which was destroyed by Iqbal and sat on the bench. I looked at Iqbal and felt poor kid. He wanted to get laid with me. Am I really that hot that both uncle and the kid got turned on. Then I felt and took a strong decision that I should never again bring myself into such situation. Never going out alone with a guy. My body is sexy but it is only supposed for my husband. I realized my blouse is torn on one side. That would be way awkward if Raymond sees me in this blouse. It anyway isn’t hiding too much of my cleavage. So I took off my blouse and threw it in the trash. Now I’m only in my bra under the saree. I saw a car approaching towards the park and me and I hoped it is Raymond and it is him.
Raymond : Yo my suga, looking hotter than a fresh pie.
Me : Thank you.
Raymond : You know what, I’ll drop you home and let’s leave them here. They can drive back when one is out of weed. You get in.
Raymond came in a Ram truck which is high elevated. I put one step on the pedestal turning my back towards him. My bare back was visible to him which is almost naked except for the bra string. Also my hips get a folds when I sit and Raymond got e perfect view of it. That sight could have made any guy stroke his dick until he comes but Raymond didn’t do it. I got completely in the car and I got a sigh of relief that I’m going home. I breathed heavily which enlarged my tits. I looked at Raymond who was wearing a sleeveless tshirt and basketball shorts. I was shocked at the size of the flagpole under his shorts. It was the size of an actual car's gear rod. I pretended as if I didn’t see it but Raymond caught me when I got a glimpse of it
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