12-09-2019, 04:44 PM
In silence, not even looking at one another, we walked to his car. In fact, he led me there by holding my hand. Maybe he was afraid I would run away. Again, I wonder why I didn't. We got into his SUV and drove out of the parking lot.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"To my farmhouse," he replied.
I didn't mind that. His farmhouse would at least be private. Ordinarily, I would have been impressed by a guy driving me to his farmhouse in his SUV, but under those circumstances, I was getting increasingly fidgety, nervous and anxious. My boyfriend's face flashed before my eyes, but I quickly got rid of all thoughts of him. I knew I had to just get this over with as soon as I could. Maybe, Pujan will just cum the minute he sees me naked.
Pujan's farmhouse turned out to be a palace. Apparently, he came from a very affluent family. The one-storied farmhouse was huge by itself. But the large garden that led up to the main door made it look even more palatial. The farmhouse was located on the outskirts of our city and seemed to be deserted at that time of the night. Pujan had the keys with him and after a couple of locks were unlocked, we entered the opulent indoors of his farmhouse. And despite the situation I was in, I was amazed by the place. The insides were even more impressive. I looked around myself in awe, taking in the high chandelier, ornate fireplace and lavish seating arrangements made up of dark wooden chairs and upholstered sofas.
And then I was jolted back to reality when Pujan said, "Come on, let's go up to my room."
In silence again, we walked up the main staircase to the room where I was going to degrade myself for the pleasures of an ugly, fat guy I barely knew.
Locking the room from inside, Pujan asked me to get comfortable as he excused himself to use the loo. I sat down gingerly on the edge of the bed, awaiting his return. After a couple of minutes, I heard the flush go off and then the door opened. For a few tense moments, I stared down at the carpet while Pujan adjusted the lights and turned on the AC.
"So, how do you wanna do this?" He was standing in front of me now.
"I don't know, you tell me."
"Hmmm, well, you said you would undress completely, so let's start with that."
Saying that, he jumped up on the bed, which caused an inverse effect on me and I got up from the bed. Without looking at him – I couldn't make myself even if I wanted to – and determined to get this over with as quickly as I could, I untied my halter top and let it fall on the floor. I wasn't wearing a bra so I covered my boobs with one hand, and with the other, unbuttoned my denim skirt. While I was undressing, I had sensed and heard Pujan removing his clothes as well. And when I looked at him finally, I felt like puking.
Pujan had undressed completely and was sitting on the edge of the bed. If he had looked ugly with clothes on, without them he looked nothing but ghastly. His fat and overly bulky body was repulsive. He had big and disgusting tyres of flesh on his stomach, legs and arms, and even more disgusting male-breasts. His body had sporadic bushes of hair, which made me cringe in revulsion. And to make things worse, his dark and seemingly thick cock, jutting out from a hairy groin area, was already hard and seemed to be pointing towards me, its owner's prize.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"To my farmhouse," he replied.
I didn't mind that. His farmhouse would at least be private. Ordinarily, I would have been impressed by a guy driving me to his farmhouse in his SUV, but under those circumstances, I was getting increasingly fidgety, nervous and anxious. My boyfriend's face flashed before my eyes, but I quickly got rid of all thoughts of him. I knew I had to just get this over with as soon as I could. Maybe, Pujan will just cum the minute he sees me naked.
Pujan's farmhouse turned out to be a palace. Apparently, he came from a very affluent family. The one-storied farmhouse was huge by itself. But the large garden that led up to the main door made it look even more palatial. The farmhouse was located on the outskirts of our city and seemed to be deserted at that time of the night. Pujan had the keys with him and after a couple of locks were unlocked, we entered the opulent indoors of his farmhouse. And despite the situation I was in, I was amazed by the place. The insides were even more impressive. I looked around myself in awe, taking in the high chandelier, ornate fireplace and lavish seating arrangements made up of dark wooden chairs and upholstered sofas.
And then I was jolted back to reality when Pujan said, "Come on, let's go up to my room."
In silence again, we walked up the main staircase to the room where I was going to degrade myself for the pleasures of an ugly, fat guy I barely knew.
Locking the room from inside, Pujan asked me to get comfortable as he excused himself to use the loo. I sat down gingerly on the edge of the bed, awaiting his return. After a couple of minutes, I heard the flush go off and then the door opened. For a few tense moments, I stared down at the carpet while Pujan adjusted the lights and turned on the AC.
"So, how do you wanna do this?" He was standing in front of me now.
"I don't know, you tell me."
"Hmmm, well, you said you would undress completely, so let's start with that."
Saying that, he jumped up on the bed, which caused an inverse effect on me and I got up from the bed. Without looking at him – I couldn't make myself even if I wanted to – and determined to get this over with as quickly as I could, I untied my halter top and let it fall on the floor. I wasn't wearing a bra so I covered my boobs with one hand, and with the other, unbuttoned my denim skirt. While I was undressing, I had sensed and heard Pujan removing his clothes as well. And when I looked at him finally, I felt like puking.
Pujan had undressed completely and was sitting on the edge of the bed. If he had looked ugly with clothes on, without them he looked nothing but ghastly. His fat and overly bulky body was repulsive. He had big and disgusting tyres of flesh on his stomach, legs and arms, and even more disgusting male-breasts. His body had sporadic bushes of hair, which made me cringe in revulsion. And to make things worse, his dark and seemingly thick cock, jutting out from a hairy groin area, was already hard and seemed to be pointing towards me, its owner's prize.
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