22-08-2019, 04:37 AM
Scratching Babita’s Itch
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The fact that Babita was a year older than him resulted in a lot of resistance within the family to the alliance. He was handsome, she was gorgeous. From the time he saw her picture, Sagar wanted to see her and hoped the alliance would come through. If just one picture can have so much of an impact, he got turned on by just wondering what meeting in person would do? He was determined to fight the family resistance if she turned out to be all that he imagined she would be. It was with this conviction that Sagar decided to make the trip to her town and meet her in person.
You’d think he had proposed to commit murder the way the family reacted. Luckily, he had noted down the phone number and decided to call her and check if she’d like to meet. The first few attempts at calling the land-line resulted in some male member of the family picking up the phone and so Sagar disconnected the call without speaking. When finally a young-sounding female answered the call on the second day, he asked if he could speak to Babita.
“Speaking” she said.
“Hi. This is Sagar. I am not sure if you know me, but we were contacted about a possible marriage proposal.”
“Yes I know. They sent your picture and details to us too. How are you?”
“I am fine, thank you. Listen, I am going to be visiting your town on work this Friday and was wondering if you’d like to meet up.” I lied about the work trip and hoped she wouldn’t say no.
“You want to come home?” She asked.
“No, I was hoping we could meet for coffee or something.”
“I don’t know. I will ask but I don’t think they will agree.”
“I understand. My family isn’t in favor of me meeting you either. They think a whole contingent needs to go to discuss a possible wedding. But since I was going to be there anyway, I thought it would be good for us to meet.”
“I agree it’s a good idea, but I am not sure I can get away. Can you call me same time tomorrow?” she asked.
That was cutting it close. Sagar would be leaving in just one day and if he didn’t even know if she would meet him, it could end up a wasted trip.But he had no other choice.
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Babita smiled disconnecting the call. She couldn’t believe this. On the one hand was her family — dead against marrying a guy younger than her, and on the other was this handsome guy who seemed keen on meeting her. She had no intention of asking anyone and already knew she would meet him.
When he called the next day, she continued playing hard to get and said she still wasn’t sure if she would be able to get away. He gave her the name of the hotel he was staying in and suggested she meet him there if she can getaway. They agreed on 5 pm as the best time – IF she could get away. Let’s see how keen he is she thought. Let’s see if he can wait.
As Friday dawned, Babita was excited. She had already informed at home that she and a friend had plans for the evening and she could be late returning home. As the day progressed, her anticipation and the butterflies in her stomach were both getting worse. She kept looking at Sagar’s picture and imagining how he would be in person. Would he be all that she imagined him to be?Just the thought was making her feel naughty and turned on.
Early in the afternoon, she took an extra-long shower, pleasuring herself thinking about Sagar in an effort to ease her nerves. Instead ofc alming her down, it only heightened her sense of anticipation and sexual excitement with every passing minute. As the clock finally struck 5 pm, she grabbed her hand bag and stepped out, dressed in a blue chudidar.
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Sagar checked his watch for the fourth time in the last minute. She was 20 minutes late already and he was starting to think she wouldn’t be coming after all. The phone rang just then and the reception announced he had a visitor.
As he approached the lobby from the lift, he gasped. She was lovelier and sexier than his wildest imagination, as she stood by the reception desk, looking left and right, pushing a few stray strands of hair behind her ears. She was a treat to sore eyes and Sagar’s jaw dropped. Eventually, she spotted him and smiled – Sagar melted. As he approached her, he felt his throat go dry and heart thud heavily in his chest. They shook hands tentatively and laughed at each others’ awkwardness. He reached in and gave her a hug, pleasantly surprised that she returned it and hugged him back.
Let’s talk in the room he suggested and she followed him to the elevator and then to his room on the top floor. The view from the top floor was amazing, overlooking the city skyline and they stood there talking. The next hour or so is a blur to both of them except that they both felt drawn to each other. Shared interests apart, there was a distinct sexual magnetism neither could overlook.
When Sagar leaned in to kiss her, Babita turned her face towards him and met his lips with an open mouth. After a few tentative seconds, they were hungrily kissing each other, their tongues tangled in an intense battle for supremacy.
She was both taken aback and loved how he seemed to be eating her mouth and sucking on her tongue and hoped he wouldn’t just stop at kissing her. However, Babita wasn’t prepared and gasped when Sagar cupped her breast over her dress. Instead of pulling away, she pressed into his hands, letting him know she wanted him to take her. Encouraged, Sagar squeezed and kissed her evenh arder, grabbing her bum with the other hand and pulling her to him, his erection pressed between her legs against her aroused body, letting her know where he intended in sticking his hardness.
They broke the kiss and came up for air. It took just one glance between them to exchange the request and consent to go all the way. Babita didn’t protest when Sagar’s hands reached behind her and unhooked her Chudidar top. Pulling it off her shoulders, he kissed and licked each shoulder, tracing her bra strap with his tongue. Before long, he had stripped her out of her chudidar and she had stripped him out of his shirt and jeans. Dressed only in their underwear, each was exploring the other’s body as they continued to kiss and hungrily lick each others’ mouth with passion fueled by growing lust and need.
Sagar’s hands found and cupped Babita’s breasts through her white lacy bra and squeezed as his tongue slide down the valley between them. Babita moaned and her chest heaved, urging him on. Sagar’s fingers found her already hardening nipples through the flimsy fabric and pinched, sending a shock wave of pleasure through her body and her love juices to her pussy.
In turn, Babita’s hands caressed Sagar’s shaft over his underwear,tracing it from its head to the base before she caressed his balls. He seemed huge and Babita couldn’t wait to see her first cock. As she pulled his underwear down, his shaft sprang out, erect and pulsing with desire. Taking him in her hands, she started stroking him, their mouths still locked and their tongues wrestling each other. She felt him get even harder as she stroked him. She still hadn’t seen it and just feeling him in her hands wasn’t good enough anymore.
Breaking the kiss, she pushed him down on the bed and her eyes widened at the length and girth of his manhood. Getting between his legs, she took his head in her mouth. Sagar groaned in pleasure. Stroking him up and down, she took nearly half of his hardness in her mouth before she started choking. Cupping his balls with one hand she squeezed while the other started stroking the shaft faster as she sucked as much of his dick, thrusting it in and out ofher mouth.
Sagar couldn’t believe his luck and watching this beauty giving him head was bringing him closer and closer to a climax he wanted to delay till he managed to stick it into her pussy. Just as he was about to make her stop, she gripped his cock with her teeth and it drove Sagar over the edge.
He screamed in pleasure as his whole body stiffened and he exploded,shooting his load into Babita’s mouth. Grabbing her head, he shoved himself as far down her throat as he could, forcing her to swallow his load. He kept cumming for close to a minute and Babita swallowed as much of his cum as she could, some of it spilling over on the sides of her mouth and on to her breasts.
Once spent completely, Sagar pushed her down on the bed on her back and got on top. Kissing her, he tasted his own cum and started getting turned on again. Reaching behind her, she unhooked her bra and ripped it off her body,tossing it aside.
He squeezed one perfectly shaped breast while his mouth zeroed in on the perky nipple on the other. As he sucked on one tit, he pinched the other and squeezed her breast hard. Babita moaned as she felt fluids gush to her pussy soaking up her already wet lace panties even more. Sagar sucked, bit and ate one nipple and then the other, and then back to the first. After sucking her sore for nearly ten minutes he went for the eden between her legs.
Spreading her legs, Sagar was delighted to see how soaked her panties were. He licked her wetness over the fabric before. Babita thrust her pussy up to meet his mouth and moaned in pleasure making Sagar bite and eat her over her panties. Before long, her juices mixed with his saliva had rendered her panties completely drenched and Sagar ripped them off. Completely naked now, Babita was burning with desire and aching for Sagar’s tongue in her.
Sagar lifted her entire lower half off the bed as he buried his face into her pussy. There was nothing gentle anymore. He ate her hard with a manic passion. From sucking on her swollen clit to biting it and drilling her hole with her tongue, he took turns fucking her with her mouth driving Babita wild.She grabbed his head and pulled him into her virgin pussy, thrusting up in rhythm with his tongue.
Within a few minutes, Babita was hit by a massive orgasm that made her tremble violently and she came gushing into Sagar’s mouth, who drank her delicious love potion greedily. He continued to eat her right through her orgasm, making it last longer.
His cock was rock hard by now and as he felt her waves subside, he spread her wide and started rubbing her opening with his hardness, lubricating his shaft with her flowing juices.
Grabbing him, she started guiding his head towards her opening. Taking the hint, Sagar shoved himself into Babita, tearing her hymen and sending a searing pain through her that made her scream and dig her nails into him. He had taken her virginity and had every intention of leaving his seed inside her. As the initial pain started wearing off and Babita relaxed, Sagar started drilling in and out of her. Slowly at first but rapidly increasing his tempo.
“Oh God, oh God, oh God” she kept moaning as he hammered all the way into her for close to ten minutes giving her a second orgasm.
Turning her over, Sagar mounted her doggie style and continued to drill her. With each thrust, his balls slamming against her butt and his cock was rubbing against her clit and g-spot driving Babita wild. He felt another orgasm start to build in her and he exploded deep inside her just as her third orgasm of the day shook her.
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He woke up as he felt Babita get off the bed and watched her walk stark naked towards the bathroom.
“Any regrets?” he asked.
She turned around smiling, a blush turning her pretty face red, “Yes. Only that it ended so soon.”
Bathroom plans had to be put aside as Sagar sprang and grabbed her hand. “It doesn’t have to” he said, pulling her back in bed and was between her legs in a flash. Lifting her legs above his shoulders, he entered her just as his mouth found hers. While his tongue fucked her mouth, his hardness started hammering her pussy.
Once again, they came together as he emptied himself inside her with one hard thrust after another. They showered together and he fucked her a third time before letting her go home.
“When do we meet again?” he asked.
“What are you doing tomorrow?” She replied.
Sagar smiled, “see you for breakfast?”
Only if you promise to eat me for breakfast, she said and left.
Not only did he eat her for breakfast the next day, he ate her for lunch, dinner and a few snacks too, giving her orgasm after orgasm and fucking her again and again throughout the day.
She returned on Sunday for more fucking and he had taken her anal virginity too before the end of the weekend, drilling her pussy with his finger while pounding her ass hole and cumming in her ass as she shook with an orgasm,squirting all over his fingers.
The harder he fucked her, the more she was turned on. The more she came, the more he was turned on. He had fucked Babita’s every hole at least 2-3 times over the very first weekend.
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Every weekend for the next few months was a fuck-fest as Sagar and Babita explored every conceivable position, every toy and every fantasy. Neither seemed to get enough of the other and fucking 4-5 times a day was more the norm than the exception between them.
He had not asked her to marry him even after months of fucking her and using her body in every conceivable way. They both knew that they wouldn’t take the extreme step of going against their family and that pretty much made marriage unlikely between them.
But that didn’t stop them nor did it slow down their sexual intensity.
“Meri shaadi tay ho gayi” she said one day as they lay in a sweaty embrace after their Saturday breakfast fuck.
“What!?” Sagar asked, shocked.
“Don’t sound so surprised ok” she said, “you know I wouldn’t defy my family when it comes to marriage.”
“Met the lucky guy yet?”, Sagar asked after a pause, getting his frustration of possibly losing her under control. He knew she was right.
“Yes, twice this week” she replied.
“Fucked him yet?”
“Yes. We did it yesterday.”
“How was it?” Sagar couldn’t believe he was asking her that, part of him angry and part of him getting turned on thinking he had just fucked the woman who was going to be someone else’s wife soon, and that she had come over to be fucked by him after getting fucked by her future husband.
“Like that’s any of your business” she glared at Sagar.
“Couldn’t have been too good if you are here today.”
“It wasn’t bad”, she replied and then smiling wickedly, she added, “but I can’t help it that I have an itch only your cock seems to be able to scratch”
She rolled over trying to get off the bed and head to the bathroom, but Sagar was on to her and had mounted her from behind in a flash.
The rage and frustration, mixed with his arousal had Sagar in a manic state. Thrusting himself into Babita, he grabbed her hair and drilled her harder than ever before. For close to 20 minutes he destroyed her pussy. She came twice before he emptied himself into her.
But he wasn’t done yet and shoved straight into her ass and destroyed it too for close to 30 minutes before cumming again.
That day, he fucked her more than, and harder than ever before. By the time they broke for dinner that room service brought in, he had already fucked her pussy thrice and ass twice, in addition to cumming in her mouth once.
He took her two more times after dinner, brutally fucking her each time. By the time she left that night, she could barely stand on her feet, her pussy and ass both sore from the relentless fucking throughout the day.
He continued to fuck her every weekend even after her engagement. Her wedding was on a Sunday and she had snuck out to get fucked by him on both Friday and Saturday. Sagar had extended his trip this time and after spending her honeymoon with her husband, Babita had returned to Sagar’s hotel for him to eat and fuck her for breakfast on Monday.
It’s been a year now since her marriage and she keeps returning to Sagar to get the “itch” in her pussy scratched by Sagar’s cock at every opportunity.
THE END
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The fact that Babita was a year older than him resulted in a lot of resistance within the family to the alliance. He was handsome, she was gorgeous. From the time he saw her picture, Sagar wanted to see her and hoped the alliance would come through. If just one picture can have so much of an impact, he got turned on by just wondering what meeting in person would do? He was determined to fight the family resistance if she turned out to be all that he imagined she would be. It was with this conviction that Sagar decided to make the trip to her town and meet her in person.
You’d think he had proposed to commit murder the way the family reacted. Luckily, he had noted down the phone number and decided to call her and check if she’d like to meet. The first few attempts at calling the land-line resulted in some male member of the family picking up the phone and so Sagar disconnected the call without speaking. When finally a young-sounding female answered the call on the second day, he asked if he could speak to Babita.
“Speaking” she said.
“Hi. This is Sagar. I am not sure if you know me, but we were contacted about a possible marriage proposal.”
“Yes I know. They sent your picture and details to us too. How are you?”
“I am fine, thank you. Listen, I am going to be visiting your town on work this Friday and was wondering if you’d like to meet up.” I lied about the work trip and hoped she wouldn’t say no.
“You want to come home?” She asked.
“No, I was hoping we could meet for coffee or something.”
“I don’t know. I will ask but I don’t think they will agree.”
“I understand. My family isn’t in favor of me meeting you either. They think a whole contingent needs to go to discuss a possible wedding. But since I was going to be there anyway, I thought it would be good for us to meet.”
“I agree it’s a good idea, but I am not sure I can get away. Can you call me same time tomorrow?” she asked.
That was cutting it close. Sagar would be leaving in just one day and if he didn’t even know if she would meet him, it could end up a wasted trip.But he had no other choice.
Babita smiled disconnecting the call. She couldn’t believe this. On the one hand was her family — dead against marrying a guy younger than her, and on the other was this handsome guy who seemed keen on meeting her. She had no intention of asking anyone and already knew she would meet him.
When he called the next day, she continued playing hard to get and said she still wasn’t sure if she would be able to get away. He gave her the name of the hotel he was staying in and suggested she meet him there if she can getaway. They agreed on 5 pm as the best time – IF she could get away. Let’s see how keen he is she thought. Let’s see if he can wait.
As Friday dawned, Babita was excited. She had already informed at home that she and a friend had plans for the evening and she could be late returning home. As the day progressed, her anticipation and the butterflies in her stomach were both getting worse. She kept looking at Sagar’s picture and imagining how he would be in person. Would he be all that she imagined him to be?Just the thought was making her feel naughty and turned on.
Early in the afternoon, she took an extra-long shower, pleasuring herself thinking about Sagar in an effort to ease her nerves. Instead ofc alming her down, it only heightened her sense of anticipation and sexual excitement with every passing minute. As the clock finally struck 5 pm, she grabbed her hand bag and stepped out, dressed in a blue chudidar.
Sagar checked his watch for the fourth time in the last minute. She was 20 minutes late already and he was starting to think she wouldn’t be coming after all. The phone rang just then and the reception announced he had a visitor.
As he approached the lobby from the lift, he gasped. She was lovelier and sexier than his wildest imagination, as she stood by the reception desk, looking left and right, pushing a few stray strands of hair behind her ears. She was a treat to sore eyes and Sagar’s jaw dropped. Eventually, she spotted him and smiled – Sagar melted. As he approached her, he felt his throat go dry and heart thud heavily in his chest. They shook hands tentatively and laughed at each others’ awkwardness. He reached in and gave her a hug, pleasantly surprised that she returned it and hugged him back.
Let’s talk in the room he suggested and she followed him to the elevator and then to his room on the top floor. The view from the top floor was amazing, overlooking the city skyline and they stood there talking. The next hour or so is a blur to both of them except that they both felt drawn to each other. Shared interests apart, there was a distinct sexual magnetism neither could overlook.
When Sagar leaned in to kiss her, Babita turned her face towards him and met his lips with an open mouth. After a few tentative seconds, they were hungrily kissing each other, their tongues tangled in an intense battle for supremacy.
She was both taken aback and loved how he seemed to be eating her mouth and sucking on her tongue and hoped he wouldn’t just stop at kissing her. However, Babita wasn’t prepared and gasped when Sagar cupped her breast over her dress. Instead of pulling away, she pressed into his hands, letting him know she wanted him to take her. Encouraged, Sagar squeezed and kissed her evenh arder, grabbing her bum with the other hand and pulling her to him, his erection pressed between her legs against her aroused body, letting her know where he intended in sticking his hardness.
They broke the kiss and came up for air. It took just one glance between them to exchange the request and consent to go all the way. Babita didn’t protest when Sagar’s hands reached behind her and unhooked her Chudidar top. Pulling it off her shoulders, he kissed and licked each shoulder, tracing her bra strap with his tongue. Before long, he had stripped her out of her chudidar and she had stripped him out of his shirt and jeans. Dressed only in their underwear, each was exploring the other’s body as they continued to kiss and hungrily lick each others’ mouth with passion fueled by growing lust and need.
Sagar’s hands found and cupped Babita’s breasts through her white lacy bra and squeezed as his tongue slide down the valley between them. Babita moaned and her chest heaved, urging him on. Sagar’s fingers found her already hardening nipples through the flimsy fabric and pinched, sending a shock wave of pleasure through her body and her love juices to her pussy.
In turn, Babita’s hands caressed Sagar’s shaft over his underwear,tracing it from its head to the base before she caressed his balls. He seemed huge and Babita couldn’t wait to see her first cock. As she pulled his underwear down, his shaft sprang out, erect and pulsing with desire. Taking him in her hands, she started stroking him, their mouths still locked and their tongues wrestling each other. She felt him get even harder as she stroked him. She still hadn’t seen it and just feeling him in her hands wasn’t good enough anymore.
Breaking the kiss, she pushed him down on the bed and her eyes widened at the length and girth of his manhood. Getting between his legs, she took his head in her mouth. Sagar groaned in pleasure. Stroking him up and down, she took nearly half of his hardness in her mouth before she started choking. Cupping his balls with one hand she squeezed while the other started stroking the shaft faster as she sucked as much of his dick, thrusting it in and out ofher mouth.
Sagar couldn’t believe his luck and watching this beauty giving him head was bringing him closer and closer to a climax he wanted to delay till he managed to stick it into her pussy. Just as he was about to make her stop, she gripped his cock with her teeth and it drove Sagar over the edge.
He screamed in pleasure as his whole body stiffened and he exploded,shooting his load into Babita’s mouth. Grabbing her head, he shoved himself as far down her throat as he could, forcing her to swallow his load. He kept cumming for close to a minute and Babita swallowed as much of his cum as she could, some of it spilling over on the sides of her mouth and on to her breasts.
Once spent completely, Sagar pushed her down on the bed on her back and got on top. Kissing her, he tasted his own cum and started getting turned on again. Reaching behind her, she unhooked her bra and ripped it off her body,tossing it aside.
He squeezed one perfectly shaped breast while his mouth zeroed in on the perky nipple on the other. As he sucked on one tit, he pinched the other and squeezed her breast hard. Babita moaned as she felt fluids gush to her pussy soaking up her already wet lace panties even more. Sagar sucked, bit and ate one nipple and then the other, and then back to the first. After sucking her sore for nearly ten minutes he went for the eden between her legs.
Spreading her legs, Sagar was delighted to see how soaked her panties were. He licked her wetness over the fabric before. Babita thrust her pussy up to meet his mouth and moaned in pleasure making Sagar bite and eat her over her panties. Before long, her juices mixed with his saliva had rendered her panties completely drenched and Sagar ripped them off. Completely naked now, Babita was burning with desire and aching for Sagar’s tongue in her.
Sagar lifted her entire lower half off the bed as he buried his face into her pussy. There was nothing gentle anymore. He ate her hard with a manic passion. From sucking on her swollen clit to biting it and drilling her hole with her tongue, he took turns fucking her with her mouth driving Babita wild.She grabbed his head and pulled him into her virgin pussy, thrusting up in rhythm with his tongue.
Within a few minutes, Babita was hit by a massive orgasm that made her tremble violently and she came gushing into Sagar’s mouth, who drank her delicious love potion greedily. He continued to eat her right through her orgasm, making it last longer.
His cock was rock hard by now and as he felt her waves subside, he spread her wide and started rubbing her opening with his hardness, lubricating his shaft with her flowing juices.
Grabbing him, she started guiding his head towards her opening. Taking the hint, Sagar shoved himself into Babita, tearing her hymen and sending a searing pain through her that made her scream and dig her nails into him. He had taken her virginity and had every intention of leaving his seed inside her. As the initial pain started wearing off and Babita relaxed, Sagar started drilling in and out of her. Slowly at first but rapidly increasing his tempo.
“Oh God, oh God, oh God” she kept moaning as he hammered all the way into her for close to ten minutes giving her a second orgasm.
Turning her over, Sagar mounted her doggie style and continued to drill her. With each thrust, his balls slamming against her butt and his cock was rubbing against her clit and g-spot driving Babita wild. He felt another orgasm start to build in her and he exploded deep inside her just as her third orgasm of the day shook her.
He woke up as he felt Babita get off the bed and watched her walk stark naked towards the bathroom.
“Any regrets?” he asked.
She turned around smiling, a blush turning her pretty face red, “Yes. Only that it ended so soon.”
Bathroom plans had to be put aside as Sagar sprang and grabbed her hand. “It doesn’t have to” he said, pulling her back in bed and was between her legs in a flash. Lifting her legs above his shoulders, he entered her just as his mouth found hers. While his tongue fucked her mouth, his hardness started hammering her pussy.
Once again, they came together as he emptied himself inside her with one hard thrust after another. They showered together and he fucked her a third time before letting her go home.
“When do we meet again?” he asked.
“What are you doing tomorrow?” She replied.
Sagar smiled, “see you for breakfast?”
Only if you promise to eat me for breakfast, she said and left.
Not only did he eat her for breakfast the next day, he ate her for lunch, dinner and a few snacks too, giving her orgasm after orgasm and fucking her again and again throughout the day.
She returned on Sunday for more fucking and he had taken her anal virginity too before the end of the weekend, drilling her pussy with his finger while pounding her ass hole and cumming in her ass as she shook with an orgasm,squirting all over his fingers.
The harder he fucked her, the more she was turned on. The more she came, the more he was turned on. He had fucked Babita’s every hole at least 2-3 times over the very first weekend.
Every weekend for the next few months was a fuck-fest as Sagar and Babita explored every conceivable position, every toy and every fantasy. Neither seemed to get enough of the other and fucking 4-5 times a day was more the norm than the exception between them.
He had not asked her to marry him even after months of fucking her and using her body in every conceivable way. They both knew that they wouldn’t take the extreme step of going against their family and that pretty much made marriage unlikely between them.
But that didn’t stop them nor did it slow down their sexual intensity.
“Meri shaadi tay ho gayi” she said one day as they lay in a sweaty embrace after their Saturday breakfast fuck.
“What!?” Sagar asked, shocked.
“Don’t sound so surprised ok” she said, “you know I wouldn’t defy my family when it comes to marriage.”
“Met the lucky guy yet?”, Sagar asked after a pause, getting his frustration of possibly losing her under control. He knew she was right.
“Yes, twice this week” she replied.
“Fucked him yet?”
“Yes. We did it yesterday.”
“How was it?” Sagar couldn’t believe he was asking her that, part of him angry and part of him getting turned on thinking he had just fucked the woman who was going to be someone else’s wife soon, and that she had come over to be fucked by him after getting fucked by her future husband.
“Like that’s any of your business” she glared at Sagar.
“Couldn’t have been too good if you are here today.”
“It wasn’t bad”, she replied and then smiling wickedly, she added, “but I can’t help it that I have an itch only your cock seems to be able to scratch”
She rolled over trying to get off the bed and head to the bathroom, but Sagar was on to her and had mounted her from behind in a flash.
The rage and frustration, mixed with his arousal had Sagar in a manic state. Thrusting himself into Babita, he grabbed her hair and drilled her harder than ever before. For close to 20 minutes he destroyed her pussy. She came twice before he emptied himself into her.
But he wasn’t done yet and shoved straight into her ass and destroyed it too for close to 30 minutes before cumming again.
That day, he fucked her more than, and harder than ever before. By the time they broke for dinner that room service brought in, he had already fucked her pussy thrice and ass twice, in addition to cumming in her mouth once.
He took her two more times after dinner, brutally fucking her each time. By the time she left that night, she could barely stand on her feet, her pussy and ass both sore from the relentless fucking throughout the day.
He continued to fuck her every weekend even after her engagement. Her wedding was on a Sunday and she had snuck out to get fucked by him on both Friday and Saturday. Sagar had extended his trip this time and after spending her honeymoon with her husband, Babita had returned to Sagar’s hotel for him to eat and fuck her for breakfast on Monday.
It’s been a year now since her marriage and she keeps returning to Sagar to get the “itch” in her pussy scratched by Sagar’s cock at every opportunity.
THE END
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Disclaimer: All images are collected from the web. This story is 100% fiction.
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