The Sports Meet-2
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I told Fazal to have a ball with his friends to celebrate his winnings and meet me at home after he was done and went with Akash. Akash took me to his house which was behind the main college building and I unsuspectingly went with him.
As soon as I got inside his main door, he kissed my nape from behind. I was startled by his move. At the same time, this felt so good sending new found pleasure shockwaves thru my body because no one including Ali had never done this before to me.
At the same time, I was shocked at this so quickly turned around as a reflex action. The moment I came face to face with him, Akash quickly sealed my lips with his, pulling me in a firm hug. I had a brain freeze because everything was happening so quickly.
Till now I had never kissed any man other than Ali or even hugged anyone like this. Then I came to my senses when I felt his hands gripping my butt cheeks harder pulling me more onto him. I could already feel his hard manhood pressing hard against my crotch from over my saree…
I quickly broke the hug and kiss pushing him away hard before anything more happened. I reached for the door knob to leave when he caught my hand. Akash said “I am sorry Karishma, I don’t know what happened to me”. I composed myself and replied “whatever the case maybe Akash, I think it is best that should leave now”.
He fell on his knees begging for another chance. It struck me that Akash was the principal of the college where Fazal was studying, so he could make or break Fazal’s future if he wanted to. At the same time, I looked at Akash. He seemed to be genuinely apologetic for his mistake.
Only for Fazal’s future I gave in half-heartedly. I reluctantly went following him to the living room. I purposely sat on the single seat sofa knowing well that there is no place for a second person to sit. So this would create a natural separation between us.
Akash profusely apologized again and again till I told him to stop. He sweetly asked “what would you like to have Karishma? Tea or coffee”? I replied “tea for me Akash”. He went to the kitchen to prepare tea leaving me sitting in the living room.
I went over my thoughts about everything that happened since I entered thru his door. Honestly everything Akash did only made me feel good and greatly aroused me. Something which I have never experienced in my years of marriage with Ali.
Akash’s kiss felt awesome, this was the first time I had been kissed like this. Just thinking about it aroused me again making me involuntarily rub my thighs together. Yes, Ali has kissed me numerous times but that was a simple namesake half second kiss barely even touching my lips.
But now the million-dollar question was, all this was happening for real and not like in my fantasies. Was I really ready to step into the world of adultery? Was I ready to let an outside man into my intimate space which all these years was exclusive only for my husband Ali?
If things progressed further, then was I ready to open my legs to someone who I am not married to? While all these questions were running in my mind, Akash called out from the kitchen. He came to the door and said “I am really ashamed to be asking you this, but I have tried calling my friends for help but no one is answering my calls”.
While still recovering from my fogged brain overwhelmed with questions I had no answers to and at the same time trying to decipher his meaningless words, I asked “what is it Akash”? He said “actually I don’t know how to make good tea. I tried, but I think I totally screwed it up. I tried calling a friend for help but failed to get thru”.
I wanted to laugh out loud hearing this but controlled myself. I simply asked “so what do you want me to do Akash”? Akash replied “see Karishma I am good at making coffee. So I need you to help me prepare tea. I am feeling ashamed asking my guest to help me but I am out of options at this moment”.
I calmly replied “Akash then make coffee for me too. It is that simple”. He said “no…no Karishma, this is the first time you have come to my house. Serving you coffee when you asked tea would be a big insult on my part and I cannot fathom that. So please…please help me”.
I found it easier to go help him instead of continuing this meaningless conversation. So I went with him and stood a few feet away keeping safe distance while giving him instructions. I saw that he had an automatic coffee maker so it was a no brainer that he was able to make coffee.
But I have to admit, his kitchen skills were below even pathetic and driving me nuts. Finally, I gave up and told him to step aside. I started preparing the tea myself while teaching him how to go about it. I was so lost in myself because I could make tea in my dreams.
I did not realize when Akash crept up stealthily behind me. He was looking from over my shoulder while still talking to me. We were standing less than an inch apart now. I could feel his hot breath on my shoulder making my body tremble with unknown sensations.
Then I suddenly felt him hugging me tightly from behind, kissing and licking my wide exposed back and neck all over. This sent my mind back into a freeze because suddenly I was experiencing tsunamis of pleasurable sensations which I have never felt before.
Within seconds of his surprise assault, I felt his hard cock dig into my butt. Again something I have never experienced before. This felt so good that my body was quickly betraying me while my mind was still fighting a losing battle between right and wrong.
I tried to free myself from his grip but despite multiple attempts, it was futile. I could now feel Akash begin to move his hips in a steady rhythm as if he was fucking me. By now my saree pallu had unknowingly slipped off as I am not in the habit of pinning it up.
Akash’s hands were cupping my boobs from over my blouse squeezing them expertly making my body beg for more. All my wriggling to free myself only helped his hard cock progress much more deeper between my butt cheeks.
In no time my saree was pushed deep between my buttocks and his stiff manhood was directly massaging my pussy lips despite being guarded only my saree and petticoat. This was a first for me again. The tea was now on a boil and so was my own arousal.
My defenses were diminishing faster than my mind could arrive at the next most sane thing to do to escape out of this situation. Finally, my body won over my mind pushing me to surrender to the most unfathomable thing I was doing.
Enjoying getting forbidden pleasures by another man… A man who was not even my husband…Then Akash quickly pulled off my saree and forcefully undid the strings of my petticoat with lightning speed letting everything bunch around my feet.
I was now left wearing only my blouse, lace bra and lace panty. Akash was not giving me any time to react because he was super quick with his actions. I was sandwiched between him and the granite kitchen counter in a vice like grip.
His throbbing hardness that I felt earlier thru my saree was now directly pushing against my pussy only stopped by my lace panty. I thought I was feeling his erection thru his clothes all this while but I was totally wrong. Akash’s cock was already free from the confines of his trousers and knocking on my door…naked…
His cock felt really big almost the size of an oversized cucumber or a medium sized bottle gourd. He now slipped one hand inside my panty feeling and rubbing my wet pussy while his other was squeezing my boobs hard.
At the same time, his incessant wet kissing had covered every reachable exposed part of my upper body from behind setting me on fire. I knew this was so wrong but the heat of my arousal clouded my judgement completely pushing me to enjoy it instead of stopping him now.
I could feel him struggling with the hooks of my blouse with one hand because his other hand was still busy massaging my hyper sensitive clit. His forceful actions ended up ripping two hooks open with two more to go. I grabbed his hands fanatically before he ripped the rest of my blouse hooks completely.
I said “Please don’t do this Akash, you are going to tear open my blouse like this”. Akash stopped and ordered in a very intimidating tone “Karishma open your blouse hooks quickly”. I was too petrified hearing his intimidating voice to try and reason with him.
So I simply undid the rest of my blouse hooks letting it dangle on my shoulders. While holding me pinned under his weight and the pressure of his cock, Akash pulled the blouse off my body roughly followed by ripping my bra off.
Now the only piece of cloth left guarding my modesty was my panty. The tip of his cock was already pushing open my cunt lips despite the resistance put up by my over stretched lace panty. Akash now cupped my naked boobs in his hands mauling them mercilessly like stress balls.
This made me scream loudly in pain. Thankfully he responded to my screams and eased the pressure. He said “Karishma, I have never seen such magnificent boobs before so I got carried away”. He continued expertly fondling my boobs and playing with my stiff nipples… again something which I have never experienced before.
This quickly made me forget that his cock was still pushing hard threatening to rip my cunt apart anytime. His actions were pushing me closer to my orgasm very quickly… something which I did not want to ever experience especially in the hands of an outsider because of shame.
Despite my predicament, my body had surrendered completely to this man now. Despite this forceful encounter, I was going to experience my first orgasm with a man even before real sex. Ali never managed to give me a single orgasm till date even during sex so I always had to rely on my fingers or veggies to help satisfy myself.
To be continued….
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Thank you for all your messages, please read the previous part here ( ) so you can enjoy this better. Now let’s continue…
I told Fazal to have a ball with his friends to celebrate his winnings and meet me at home after he was done and went with Akash. Akash took me to his house which was behind the main college building and I unsuspectingly went with him.
As soon as I got inside his main door, he kissed my nape from behind. I was startled by his move. At the same time, this felt so good sending new found pleasure shockwaves thru my body because no one including Ali had never done this before to me.
At the same time, I was shocked at this so quickly turned around as a reflex action. The moment I came face to face with him, Akash quickly sealed my lips with his, pulling me in a firm hug. I had a brain freeze because everything was happening so quickly.
Till now I had never kissed any man other than Ali or even hugged anyone like this. Then I came to my senses when I felt his hands gripping my butt cheeks harder pulling me more onto him. I could already feel his hard manhood pressing hard against my crotch from over my saree…
I quickly broke the hug and kiss pushing him away hard before anything more happened. I reached for the door knob to leave when he caught my hand. Akash said “I am sorry Karishma, I don’t know what happened to me”. I composed myself and replied “whatever the case maybe Akash, I think it is best that should leave now”.
He fell on his knees begging for another chance. It struck me that Akash was the principal of the college where Fazal was studying, so he could make or break Fazal’s future if he wanted to. At the same time, I looked at Akash. He seemed to be genuinely apologetic for his mistake.
Only for Fazal’s future I gave in half-heartedly. I reluctantly went following him to the living room. I purposely sat on the single seat sofa knowing well that there is no place for a second person to sit. So this would create a natural separation between us.
Akash profusely apologized again and again till I told him to stop. He sweetly asked “what would you like to have Karishma? Tea or coffee”? I replied “tea for me Akash”. He went to the kitchen to prepare tea leaving me sitting in the living room.
I went over my thoughts about everything that happened since I entered thru his door. Honestly everything Akash did only made me feel good and greatly aroused me. Something which I have never experienced in my years of marriage with Ali.
Akash’s kiss felt awesome, this was the first time I had been kissed like this. Just thinking about it aroused me again making me involuntarily rub my thighs together. Yes, Ali has kissed me numerous times but that was a simple namesake half second kiss barely even touching my lips.
But now the million-dollar question was, all this was happening for real and not like in my fantasies. Was I really ready to step into the world of adultery? Was I ready to let an outside man into my intimate space which all these years was exclusive only for my husband Ali?
If things progressed further, then was I ready to open my legs to someone who I am not married to? While all these questions were running in my mind, Akash called out from the kitchen. He came to the door and said “I am really ashamed to be asking you this, but I have tried calling my friends for help but no one is answering my calls”.
While still recovering from my fogged brain overwhelmed with questions I had no answers to and at the same time trying to decipher his meaningless words, I asked “what is it Akash”? He said “actually I don’t know how to make good tea. I tried, but I think I totally screwed it up. I tried calling a friend for help but failed to get thru”.
I wanted to laugh out loud hearing this but controlled myself. I simply asked “so what do you want me to do Akash”? Akash replied “see Karishma I am good at making coffee. So I need you to help me prepare tea. I am feeling ashamed asking my guest to help me but I am out of options at this moment”.
I calmly replied “Akash then make coffee for me too. It is that simple”. He said “no…no Karishma, this is the first time you have come to my house. Serving you coffee when you asked tea would be a big insult on my part and I cannot fathom that. So please…please help me”.
I found it easier to go help him instead of continuing this meaningless conversation. So I went with him and stood a few feet away keeping safe distance while giving him instructions. I saw that he had an automatic coffee maker so it was a no brainer that he was able to make coffee.
But I have to admit, his kitchen skills were below even pathetic and driving me nuts. Finally, I gave up and told him to step aside. I started preparing the tea myself while teaching him how to go about it. I was so lost in myself because I could make tea in my dreams.
I did not realize when Akash crept up stealthily behind me. He was looking from over my shoulder while still talking to me. We were standing less than an inch apart now. I could feel his hot breath on my shoulder making my body tremble with unknown sensations.
Then I suddenly felt him hugging me tightly from behind, kissing and licking my wide exposed back and neck all over. This sent my mind back into a freeze because suddenly I was experiencing tsunamis of pleasurable sensations which I have never felt before.
Within seconds of his surprise assault, I felt his hard cock dig into my butt. Again something I have never experienced before. This felt so good that my body was quickly betraying me while my mind was still fighting a losing battle between right and wrong.
I tried to free myself from his grip but despite multiple attempts, it was futile. I could now feel Akash begin to move his hips in a steady rhythm as if he was fucking me. By now my saree pallu had unknowingly slipped off as I am not in the habit of pinning it up.
Akash’s hands were cupping my boobs from over my blouse squeezing them expertly making my body beg for more. All my wriggling to free myself only helped his hard cock progress much more deeper between my butt cheeks.
In no time my saree was pushed deep between my buttocks and his stiff manhood was directly massaging my pussy lips despite being guarded only my saree and petticoat. This was a first for me again. The tea was now on a boil and so was my own arousal.
My defenses were diminishing faster than my mind could arrive at the next most sane thing to do to escape out of this situation. Finally, my body won over my mind pushing me to surrender to the most unfathomable thing I was doing.
Enjoying getting forbidden pleasures by another man… A man who was not even my husband…Then Akash quickly pulled off my saree and forcefully undid the strings of my petticoat with lightning speed letting everything bunch around my feet.
I was now left wearing only my blouse, lace bra and lace panty. Akash was not giving me any time to react because he was super quick with his actions. I was sandwiched between him and the granite kitchen counter in a vice like grip.
His throbbing hardness that I felt earlier thru my saree was now directly pushing against my pussy only stopped by my lace panty. I thought I was feeling his erection thru his clothes all this while but I was totally wrong. Akash’s cock was already free from the confines of his trousers and knocking on my door…naked…
His cock felt really big almost the size of an oversized cucumber or a medium sized bottle gourd. He now slipped one hand inside my panty feeling and rubbing my wet pussy while his other was squeezing my boobs hard.
At the same time, his incessant wet kissing had covered every reachable exposed part of my upper body from behind setting me on fire. I knew this was so wrong but the heat of my arousal clouded my judgement completely pushing me to enjoy it instead of stopping him now.
I could feel him struggling with the hooks of my blouse with one hand because his other hand was still busy massaging my hyper sensitive clit. His forceful actions ended up ripping two hooks open with two more to go. I grabbed his hands fanatically before he ripped the rest of my blouse hooks completely.
I said “Please don’t do this Akash, you are going to tear open my blouse like this”. Akash stopped and ordered in a very intimidating tone “Karishma open your blouse hooks quickly”. I was too petrified hearing his intimidating voice to try and reason with him.
So I simply undid the rest of my blouse hooks letting it dangle on my shoulders. While holding me pinned under his weight and the pressure of his cock, Akash pulled the blouse off my body roughly followed by ripping my bra off.
Now the only piece of cloth left guarding my modesty was my panty. The tip of his cock was already pushing open my cunt lips despite the resistance put up by my over stretched lace panty. Akash now cupped my naked boobs in his hands mauling them mercilessly like stress balls.
This made me scream loudly in pain. Thankfully he responded to my screams and eased the pressure. He said “Karishma, I have never seen such magnificent boobs before so I got carried away”. He continued expertly fondling my boobs and playing with my stiff nipples… again something which I have never experienced before.
This quickly made me forget that his cock was still pushing hard threatening to rip my cunt apart anytime. His actions were pushing me closer to my orgasm very quickly… something which I did not want to ever experience especially in the hands of an outsider because of shame.
Despite my predicament, my body had surrendered completely to this man now. Despite this forceful encounter, I was going to experience my first orgasm with a man even before real sex. Ali never managed to give me a single orgasm till date even during sex so I always had to rely on my fingers or veggies to help satisfy myself.
To be continued….
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