03-01-2019, 11:18 PM
The evening
It was late evening by the time I reached home that day. Richa looked anxious; she had mixed emotions about the hours she had spent with Imran in the morning and was also quite apprehensive about the next morning when they had agreed to meet. She didn’t tell me anything upfront but I could smell the air and was quickly into teasing her.
“You’re looking exhausted darling! Had a long day at work, eh??” I said as she was actually looking tired and she never told me that she didn’t go to office at all.
“No….nothing like…. I am alright”, she kept it short. I didn’t ask her again until we were done with dinner and TV programs.
Even I was somewhat tired that day and was early into bed. She came in about 20 minutes later got under the comforter. I was lying on the bed but hadn’t slept yet when she squeezed in. She was in gown and lingerie inside and I couldn’t keep my hands off her bums for long. She still wasn’t opening up and I sensed and asked her, “What’s up babes? Is something wrong?” She didn’t respond right away but moved herself closer to me.
“Darling… I didn’t go to office today”, she spoke.
“Why? And you didn’t tell me when I called? And neither did you call back when you said you would?” I hurried my questions to her.
She turned towards me with a partially excited and concerned face. “Actually I met a man while I was going to office in the bus. And….” She didn’t complete the sentence but it was enough for me to get up and sitting beside her with my eyes looking into her.
“Why did you stop? Do you think I can sleep now hearing that?” I rushed again.
“Don’t get me wrong please. It all happened somewhat suddenly and I just got carried away. Honestly, Imran didn’t push me but neither did I try to stop him. It just happened”, she described as if I knew Imran for years and was well versed with his lovemaking style. I remained curious and focused though and patted her to continue.
She extended her hand on the tent in my pants when she had only finished describing how it all started in the bus and how easily she was pushed into those dirty things. I opened my zip and placed her hand on my bare member and winked her to continue. She mentioned all those details about how he seduced (?) in the bus and made her got down off the bus and into auto rickshaw with him. How quickly she agreed to let him visit our place and how obediently she worshipped his body. She was kind of stroking me gently while describing it and I was playing with her breasts occasionally.
“I kind of liked it honey, when he was making me do all those dirty and nasty things. I really don’t know why, but I enjoyed that filth that he was subjecting me to” she said in a hurry when she finished describing how she licked his sweat or his spitting on her face or even sucking and rubbing his socks and not the least licking his asshole. When she finished, she bit her tongue and waited for my reaction. I didn’t utter a single word but kept staring at her.
“Are you alright?” she tried to get a reaction from me. I raised my arms and took off my shirt. “My arm pits are not sweaty, will that do honey?” I asked her. She was happy to see my involved and smiled before moving close to my arms. “Do you want me to lick them really?” she asked me with a pinch on my chest. I couldn’t hold longer and pushed her onto bed, removing her gown and pulling her bra. Giving her a tight slap on her bum cheek I lowered myself to suck her nipples. It didn’t take me any time to notice the rashes of chappal and broom on her otherwise smooth skin. “Wow, so he didn’t stop after you lick him clean?” I asked her pointing her to the roughness on her breasts. She smiled and showed me the welts she had on her butts and thighs. Goodness, she was nicely used up. She loves spanking always. “Did you tell Imran that you love spanking on the bottom?” I asked her.
“Do you think he asked me? And wasn’t that the best part of all of it?” she was quick to respond. She naively confirmed that she liked it that she wasn’t even asked or was just pushed into it. Isn’t this quality of her desirable, folks?
I pulled her up on my laps and made her jump on my hard cock up and down while she kept describing me how she and Imran then did some love making and how she was spanked and humiliated by him. She had a smile on her face all the while she was describing it and she seemed proud showing me the marks he had left but at the same time, she ensured that I was getting the best of the pleasures. She kept moving on my dick like an expert porn star and offers her bosom frequently for me to suck and bite. I couldn’t hold long and splashed my jizz all inside her before pulling her beside me. We smooched for a minute before ending the show.
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“Are you alright?” she tried to get a reaction from me. I raised my arms and took off my shirt. “My arm pits are not sweaty, will that do honey?” I asked her. She was happy to see my involved and smiled before moving close to my arms. “Do you want me to lick them really?” she asked me with a pinch on my chest. I couldn’t hold longer and pushed her onto bed, removing her gown and pulling her bra. Giving her a tight slap on her bum cheek I lowered myself to suck her nipples. It didn’t take me any time to notice the rashes of chappal and broom on her otherwise smooth skin. “Wow, so he didn’t stop after you lick him clean?” I asked her pointing her to the roughness on her breasts. She smiled and showed me the welts she had on her butts and thighs. Goodness, she was nicely used up. She loves spanking always. “Did you tell Imran that you love spanking on the bottom?” I asked her.
“Do you think he asked me? And wasn’t that the best part of all of it?” she was quick to respond. She naively confirmed that she liked it that she wasn’t even asked or was just pushed into it. Isn’t this quality of her desirable, folks?
I pulled her up on my laps and made her jump on my hard cock up and down while she kept describing me how she and Imran then did some love making and how she was spanked and humiliated by him. She had a smile on her face all the while she was describing it and she seemed proud showing me the marks he had left but at the same time, she ensured that I was getting the best of the pleasures. She kept moving on my dick like an expert porn star and offers her bosom frequently for me to suck and bite. I couldn’t hold long and splashed my jizz all inside her before pulling her beside me. We smooched for a minute before ending the show.
“So what’s the plan for tomorrow?” I asked her as she was cleaning up the mess.
“I don’t know. I would prefer our place darling!” she quickly responded. For a moment, I felt jealous as I thought she would ask me if she should go or not. But I quickly recovered and decided to tease her further.
“Oh! Actually I meant to ask whether you're going ahead again tomorrow or refusing?" I said.
It was late evening by the time I reached home that day. Richa looked anxious; she had mixed emotions about the hours she had spent with Imran in the morning and was also quite apprehensive about the next morning when they had agreed to meet. She didn’t tell me anything upfront but I could smell the air and was quickly into teasing her.
“You’re looking exhausted darling! Had a long day at work, eh??” I said as she was actually looking tired and she never told me that she didn’t go to office at all.
“No….nothing like…. I am alright”, she kept it short. I didn’t ask her again until we were done with dinner and TV programs.
Even I was somewhat tired that day and was early into bed. She came in about 20 minutes later got under the comforter. I was lying on the bed but hadn’t slept yet when she squeezed in. She was in gown and lingerie inside and I couldn’t keep my hands off her bums for long. She still wasn’t opening up and I sensed and asked her, “What’s up babes? Is something wrong?” She didn’t respond right away but moved herself closer to me.
“Darling… I didn’t go to office today”, she spoke.
“Why? And you didn’t tell me when I called? And neither did you call back when you said you would?” I hurried my questions to her.
She turned towards me with a partially excited and concerned face. “Actually I met a man while I was going to office in the bus. And….” She didn’t complete the sentence but it was enough for me to get up and sitting beside her with my eyes looking into her.
“Why did you stop? Do you think I can sleep now hearing that?” I rushed again.
“Don’t get me wrong please. It all happened somewhat suddenly and I just got carried away. Honestly, Imran didn’t push me but neither did I try to stop him. It just happened”, she described as if I knew Imran for years and was well versed with his lovemaking style. I remained curious and focused though and patted her to continue.
She extended her hand on the tent in my pants when she had only finished describing how it all started in the bus and how easily she was pushed into those dirty things. I opened my zip and placed her hand on my bare member and winked her to continue. She mentioned all those details about how he seduced (?) in the bus and made her got down off the bus and into auto rickshaw with him. How quickly she agreed to let him visit our place and how obediently she worshipped his body. She was kind of stroking me gently while describing it and I was playing with her breasts occasionally.
“I kind of liked it honey, when he was making me do all those dirty and nasty things. I really don’t know why, but I enjoyed that filth that he was subjecting me to” she said in a hurry when she finished describing how she licked his sweat or his spitting on her face or even sucking and rubbing his socks and not the least licking his asshole. When she finished, she bit her tongue and waited for my reaction. I didn’t utter a single word but kept staring at her.
“Are you alright?” she tried to get a reaction from me. I raised my arms and took off my shirt. “My arm pits are not sweaty, will that do honey?” I asked her. She was happy to see my involved and smiled before moving close to my arms. “Do you want me to lick them really?” she asked me with a pinch on my chest. I couldn’t hold longer and pushed her onto bed, removing her gown and pulling her bra. Giving her a tight slap on her bum cheek I lowered myself to suck her nipples. It didn’t take me any time to notice the rashes of chappal and broom on her otherwise smooth skin. “Wow, so he didn’t stop after you lick him clean?” I asked her pointing her to the roughness on her breasts. She smiled and showed me the welts she had on her butts and thighs. Goodness, she was nicely used up. She loves spanking always. “Did you tell Imran that you love spanking on the bottom?” I asked her.
“Do you think he asked me? And wasn’t that the best part of all of it?” she was quick to respond. She naively confirmed that she liked it that she wasn’t even asked or was just pushed into it. Isn’t this quality of her desirable, folks?
I pulled her up on my laps and made her jump on my hard cock up and down while she kept describing me how she and Imran then did some love making and how she was spanked and humiliated by him. She had a smile on her face all the while she was describing it and she seemed proud showing me the marks he had left but at the same time, she ensured that I was getting the best of the pleasures. She kept moving on my dick like an expert porn star and offers her bosom frequently for me to suck and bite. I couldn’t hold long and splashed my jizz all inside her before pulling her beside me. We smooched for a minute before ending the show.
______________________________
“Are you alright?” she tried to get a reaction from me. I raised my arms and took off my shirt. “My arm pits are not sweaty, will that do honey?” I asked her. She was happy to see my involved and smiled before moving close to my arms. “Do you want me to lick them really?” she asked me with a pinch on my chest. I couldn’t hold longer and pushed her onto bed, removing her gown and pulling her bra. Giving her a tight slap on her bum cheek I lowered myself to suck her nipples. It didn’t take me any time to notice the rashes of chappal and broom on her otherwise smooth skin. “Wow, so he didn’t stop after you lick him clean?” I asked her pointing her to the roughness on her breasts. She smiled and showed me the welts she had on her butts and thighs. Goodness, she was nicely used up. She loves spanking always. “Did you tell Imran that you love spanking on the bottom?” I asked her.
“Do you think he asked me? And wasn’t that the best part of all of it?” she was quick to respond. She naively confirmed that she liked it that she wasn’t even asked or was just pushed into it. Isn’t this quality of her desirable, folks?
I pulled her up on my laps and made her jump on my hard cock up and down while she kept describing me how she and Imran then did some love making and how she was spanked and humiliated by him. She had a smile on her face all the while she was describing it and she seemed proud showing me the marks he had left but at the same time, she ensured that I was getting the best of the pleasures. She kept moving on my dick like an expert porn star and offers her bosom frequently for me to suck and bite. I couldn’t hold long and splashed my jizz all inside her before pulling her beside me. We smooched for a minute before ending the show.
“So what’s the plan for tomorrow?” I asked her as she was cleaning up the mess.
“I don’t know. I would prefer our place darling!” she quickly responded. For a moment, I felt jealous as I thought she would ask me if she should go or not. But I quickly recovered and decided to tease her further.
“Oh! Actually I meant to ask whether you're going ahead again tomorrow or refusing?" I said.
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