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Event Management Office Part 1

So, within 3 months of my reaching Delhi, I shifted jobs and joined an Event Management company in South Delhi. I distinctly remember that was the time when Cell Phones were getting little more popular and internet was making its presence in offices. There was a dial-up connection of 33.6kpbs in that office. I am telling this because that was the time I got hooked to intenet, yahoo messenger and chat rooms, which has had a great impact on the way I met women or went forward with women I knew otherwise.

Anyways, so it was a small event management company of around 15-17 people and majority of them were girls. Couple of them freshers right out of college for who it was the first job. This company was formed by breaking away from another event management company. The owners were a husband wife duo who was at a senior position in previous company.

I joined them in Sales. The brief was simple. Touch all old clients of the previous company and offer rock bottom prices. Also, in each sales call atleast two people would go. So, I was mostly paired with a girl named Chandani for sales calls, who was a fresh graduate from one of the colleges of Delhi University.

Within One week, I got the hang that the main business would come only from the contacts of the owners and our pushing alone won't help. So regardless whether the prospect showed interest or not, I started telling the owners that there is a lot of potential and the client wants to interact with them for pricing. As they were in the industry for quite sometime, they were able to convert some business. And I "rightfully" took the credit of being the salesman. Within next one month, all other sales guys quit, couple of more joined but I was de facto senior sales guy in the office. Being the new company also meant that most of the sales staff including the owners were out most of the day.

On the other front, I started working on Chandani. She was very fair , chubby girl. Definitely overweight and perennially on a diet. She would have been between 5-2 to 5-3 and wore high pencil heels which I always feared would give away under her weight, so she towered to 5-5 kinds with those heels. This also means that he ample ass swayed to please the onlookers. She also wore eye makeup to accentuate her eyes, which she thought was the best feature of her face. As is the case the more time you spend with each other more bonding you have. So during travel, waiting for meetings and in office we had time to know each other. I made crude double meaning jokes with Chandani but was not able to move forward physically with her. Maybe because of lack of privacy and all. And then she fell ill for four days.

We talked for long duration over phone when she was not coming to office. I anyways had no places to go after office, so I used to stick in office as late as possible. And I conveyed over phone what I otherwise wanted to convey that I felt like hugging her, that I felt like kissing her. Overall impression that I was head over heels in love with her. Things shifted to past relationships. I censored most of the sexual activities which I guess she also did.

And when she came back after four days, it seemed as if we had not met for ages. Our relationship kind of matured in her absence. I almost hugged her which she also reciprocated. And the touches began when we were in that office and no one there.

Then what happened next was not planned by anyone. I remember she wore a skirt to office one of these days. Not that she wore it for the first time in office. But first time after her leaves. MMMMMMMMMMM her white thighs and calves.... I was unable to keep my hands off them. Sitting on the comp on the pretext of sending mails I made her sit next to me. And my hands roamed freely on her thighs and inside her skirt till upper thighs. She would stop me in between and I would wrest her hand to move further up her thighs.

I dropped my pen on the floor on purpose and when I bent to pick it up, I opened her legs and said, "Black Panty?" She blushed and said, "Don't be badtameez" I told her things like she looked sexy and beautiful and what not. In between I attacked her well hung boobs a couple of times. Her not stopping me meant a clear green light for me.

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EVENT MANAGEMENT OFFICE PART 2

So, as I narrated in my last post, touching started between me and Chandani, or rather Chandani did not repulse my touches. What started on computer table soon started happening anywhere and everywhere, where I could find her alone.

As was the nature of that office, there were ample times when office was empty except the peon. My sales were going great, which meant I tookover on taking warm calls brought by other sales teams. De facto Sr. Sales Guy in the office. I soon started spending more time in office, which meant more opportunities to touch and feel the body of Chandani. On couple of occasions, when the peon was away for sometime, I hugged, kissed and put my hand in her dress to feel her ample breasts. Chandani never opposed my activities though she did not touch or feel my body or cock.

In between we managed a seminar from one of the influential motivational speaker, who spoke about "The Power of Networking". I am mentioning that seminar as that one lecture has had more impact on my success than all other degrees that I have obtained also, the seminar is important in this part of the story as well. This seminar was organized in a 5 star property in Delhi. Evening seminar followed by dinner meant that we got free by just before midnight. Boss gave me the responsibility to drop 3 of the staff members including Chandani in his car. The devil in me planned the drop in such a way that Chandani was to be dropped last.

As soon as the other girls were dropped to their respective places, my hands started moving on the body of Chandani who wore a formal Shirt and Skirt on that day. The buttons of the shirt were undone while driving itself and skirt was pulled up. My hands were everywhere on her body. As usual she was only concerned that someone might see us in that position and not on my hands roaming on her body.

In the dead of the night, I parked the car in a lane near her house.The passion between us was too high. We started groping each other and hugging and kissing each other. Car is not a very convenient place to have sex, but anyhow, soon her Shirt was open, her bra was pushed up, her ample breasts were set free, her skirt was on her midriff and her panties were removed. While removing her panties, I felt by hand and mentioned about a wet spot that had come on panties because of heat.
And then I tried mounting her by pushing the seat as far back as possible. It was my first attempt to copulate in car and also I had no condoms. But passion was too high for both of us. I spread her legs in such a manner that one leg was pinned near the passenger gate and the other leg was pushed on the driver seat. I remember she had very small hair on her pussy, which meant she had cleaned it only a few days back.

I placed the tip of my dick on the opening on her love tunnel in the very dim light which was coming from a far off street light through the dark glasses of the car. I pushed my erect dick in her pussy, the mushroom of my cock slided in her wet pussy and she started pushing me back, "nikalo please, dard ho raha hai." (Pull it out, its paining.) I disregarded her protest and pushed further and she tried jumping again. I pinned her down and kept pushing and started slow pumping while her pussy got adjusted to my cock.

And then I clumsily started pumping her, a few times my cock slided out of her wet pussy and I had to guide it back in her pussy. She tried encircling me through her legs but that was not easy. In this clumsy attempts, I started shooting my cum in her pussy. I slumped on her body and we laid there for couple of minutes and then I dropped her to her house. Kinky that I am, I did not let her wear her panties and she cleaned her thighs more than once before she got out of the car.

Next day, when I gave the car back there was a big mark on the seat which was definitely of my semen. Chandani and I smiled at each other when she walked in the office, a smile of people who are partners to a crime. The attendance was very thin on the next day in office. Couple of people went for calls and the bosses were away. The peon asked my permission to go to bank, which meant that we would have minimum 30-40 minutes before he came back. I quickly called boss to know that he is coming late. I also directed other people to go to this and that client directly.

I bolted the door from inside and immediately dropped my pants and guided her to suck me. And she gave me a weird handjob and blowjob. mmmm, I still remember how she held my dick in her hand. Licking the complete length of my shaft. Licking my balls. Licking below my balls. She was reluctant to take my dick in her mouth. I had to force her to take my dick in her mouth. Asked her to move her tongue on my mushroom. She was reluctant but complied with all direction given to her. Weirdly she went down on licking my balls and length of the cock and she was again and again forced to take the cock in her mouth. It was a mix of handjob and blowjob. I wanted to fuck her but I did not find that place right for fucking. IN between we moved to the bathroom where in that state, I blasted my cum in the pot.

Chandani and I had few very hot sessions like this in office and few times in my room which I had taken on rent and it kept on for another 4-5 months till I changed jobs. However, she was also instrumental in getting me another girl in the same office Sugandha. That story in next episode.

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"I heard You have got A BIG COCK" Sugandha

The event management company which I worked for had too much of attrition rate. Most of the people could not cope with the demanding saleshead i.e. me or the lack of credentials that company had or general attitude of the owners. Business was not very brisk and that put more pressure on the workforce. Of many boys and girls that joined the company was one dame Sugandha.

She was a normal fresh out of college graduate with very little experience, but who mostly spoke in English. I won't have given much thought to a skinny lanky baby faced girl nor this episode would have been possible had it not been for her own curiosity. Pressure to give salaries meant that the company sometimes took management of small events as well. One such event was for re-re-launch of a liquor brand. That flavoured brand of Vodka was launched a couple of times before but without much success. So this launch was planned across few discos in Delhi with a free shot offer to all people coming to that particular disco on that particular night.

Discos also meant staying upto 4AM and most of the girls barring the owner of the company and this dame Sugandha opted out. Sugandha was barely 10 days in the job by then. In any case we also did not have much hope for the success of the brand.


So here we were in a disco, offering free shots to every new comer. Most people declined in favor of their preferred drinks. Few left half glasses and few genuinely accepted it. By the middle of the night, the owner duo also got the feel that it is a failure so they also left with the brand manager of that drinks company, leaving me and Sugandha and a car key to drop Sugandha back her home and with a strict instruction whether anyone took a free drink or not, we had to be there till the closing of Disco.

Dejected, I and Sugandha kept up the routine of offering a drink and kept on being declined. By 2AM almost no newcomers were there. So we only started having shots of that drink. Till then I had no interest in Sugandha. Neither we had any camaraderie, nor she attracted me physically. We barely conversed in that disco. However, when we were in the lift to basement to pick the car I could gather that Sugandha can't handle her drinks well. Though to prove herself worthy of this event, she was wearing a formal Shirt, Pants and Single Breasted Blazer of deep purple colour, she was not able to manage the blazer and her shirt was also crumpled at the waist.
But before even I could have a thought of fucking her, she blurted with a little slur, "So Shobhit Sir, is it going to be Chandani redux?" I was caught off guard. I aked her what she meant by that? "You dropped Chandani as well after the party Sir" She slurred. I admitted that I did. "So is it going to be Chandani redux when you drop me?" She persisted in her slur. Though I could gather what she was saying, I was little surprised as to how she knew it. "What REDUX?" I demanded while walking to the car.

This dame was unstoppable in her drunken state and she said, "I heard you have a BIG COCK."

Oh my God, so she not only knew what she was talking, she also knew some more details. When I asked her whether her parents won't be waiting for her, she confirmed that she had lied a bit and said, she would stay at a friend's place after the event. Her intent being clear, the action shifted to my rented accommodation.

There is a rumor that every girl has three kinds of panties, a) Panties worn normally. b) Panties worn during menstruation days and c) I wanna get fucked. And Sugandha was definately wearing "I wanna get fucked" Red colored lacy panties.

I remember that Sugandha was much much passionate, if not very skilled. She sucked me well in my bed making me cum in her mouth which she gulped. The only question she asked before making me cum in her mouth was, "You can cum twice, right?"

Tired and exhausted the second round we had was in missionary position when we slumped to sleep in each other arms. I woke up around 11AM by some bell ringing somewhere. And I discovered that she was carrying a cell phone, a real luxury in those days. Where she was pacifying her mother that she was fine and she and her friend slept at 7 in the morning and her friend was staying as a Paying Guest and she had gone out to bring some breakfast and lot of stories. This girl was a pro in doing what she was doing.

We had another round of sex that morning, partly in shower and partly in bed. After that I got to know that she had got suspicious of me and Chandani spending long time in office and Chandani had told her everything. These two girls were accustomed to having sex with different men.

I barely stayed in that office for another month, but during that time Sugandha often gave me Blow jobs in office while Chandani stood guard as she did not enjoy giving blow jobs. Sugandha and I also had sex at my room including anal sex, she conveniently convinced her mother that she was going to Jaipur for a weekend for some event and spent the weekend at my place with her phone switched off (roaming was not as cheap as now a days).

Chandani was mostly out of picture even before I left that office and totally off once I changed jobs. Whereas Sugandha and I continued for another 5-6 months till we went our separate ways one of the major reason which I ascribe is to her wants that the boy spend lavishly on her.

My search for pussy continued as I joined a mid size IT hardware distribution company at a comfortable salary.

PS: There are not much details of copulation in this story, as I don't remember much of that day what happened at my room, we were both drunk and tired.
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New Job, New Ways to Find a Girl

So after the event management company, I joined a computer hardware distributor based at Nehru Place in Delhi. Nehru Place at that time was the biggest computer hardware market in India. The salary was good, so for the first time in my life, I was flush with funds. The management also offered me an advance to make the down payment for a bike. And like all other employees of the organization, I was also accorded a Pentium Computer connected to a 24X7 internet connection of the office.

This was a job, which I loved. All my education and skills gathered in selling parabanking and garments were put in great use. The newer people were no match for the skill and hardwork that I put in the job.

Also, I had no distractions like family or friends, that means till late at night, I used to sit in office finding newer customers and trying my newly acquired liking and zeal for networking over internet, making proposals and chatting in yahoo chatrooms.


Within no time, I was able to connect and create an alumni network of my MBA college, was able to connect to some of the relatives and distant relatives. I had an account on all social networking sites prevelant at that times and I started connected with clients, relatives, friends (err, I had none, only acquaintances), alumni and colleagues in other branches of the company. Sitting on the computer and 24X7 internet connection, my free time was put to good use. I got information which other people in my office were not privy to, that made me kind of a power center in the office.

Also, Yahoo Messenger became a constant companion whenever I was in office. Evenings whenever I had done the networking and all, Yahoo Chatrooms provided nice outlet to my libido. 90% + people with female IDs on yahoo chatrooms were fake in those days (Which I believe is still the norm on Xossip). However by discerning and discretion I was able to have few people in my yahoo messenger whom I genuinely believed to be women. With those I engaged in all sort of chats, family life, routine life, online sex, fantasies, stories and what not. Desibaba and Indiansex4u were launched during those times. Those and chats combined means I had a decent stuff to masterbate on in the office itself.

Few women in these days I met remained my friends for long. One of them was a Rich Brat final year student studying in one of the prestigious colleges in Delhi - Taruna. Through Truth and Dare and other games we played over 3-4 months, we finally decided to talk over phone. Cell Phones were still a luxury and incoming and outgoing rates ranging in 8 Rs a Minute and 12 Rs a minute respectively. And this girl had a cell phone, though it was mostly used as a pager, because her dad had put a limit of Rs. 500/- as limit to per month usage. So it was usually so that I would give her a missed call and she would call back on my office landline after office hours. Our intimacy grew from cyber sex to phone sex.

I kept on pestering her for a real life meeting. And so, finally we decided to meet on a condition that if we don't like each other, she would not meet me any further. And by the time we came to meeting in real, the season in Delhi had changed and it was heavy winters of Mid January in Delhi. I was also done with Sugandha by that time and was a little desperate. And the meeting was fixed for a Saturday afternoon at the newly opened Barista at Green Park in Delhi.

I reached Barista at the appointed time not knowing what was in store for me. And though from her pic, I knew her to be fair and cute girl, but realities are some time different. The girl who met me there was fairer than I thought, more cute that I thought, had juicier lips than I thought less, bustier than I thought, had little less ass than I thought, did not seem to have claimed 5-2 height but she had long hair, reaching almost to her hips, which she had kept open on that particular day and kept on tossing from one side to another in the small meeting of around 30 minutes.

She had come by Auto and I was riding a bike. Despite my cajoling she did not want to sit on the bike and left after the brief meeting. I took it as a signal that the relationship is over. I having nothing better to do that evening came back to office and opened my yahoo messenger. Soon, an IM window popped up on my screens with something written like "I had butterflies in my stomach." And by the time we ended that chat, we both wanted to meet each other again and mating, she was not sure till then.

We once again decided to meet in the same Barista next day at 12PM. Another round of coffee and I invited her to my humble abode consisting of one room, kitchenette and bathroom. She was reluctant and we decided to go and watch a movie in Priya, a renowned cinema hall in Vasant Kunj, Delhi.

Darkness of the movie theater was my turf. From holding hands to licking her fingers, I soon progressed to pressing her tight boobs over the Cardigan she was wearing and then pushing my hand from under her T shirt. I took off my jacket and spread it on my lap and placed her hand on my erect dick under it. After initial reluctance, her hands moved slowly on my tool, for sometime over my Jeans and then bare dick when I opened my Jeans to set it free. I kept on pestering her to come to my place so that we could have full fun and not waste time in the useless movie. During this pestering and her moving her soft hands on my dick, all of a sudden there was intermission.

So here I was sitting in my seat, my jeans open, my dick erect and Jacket spread over it. We smiled at each other and she went out to buy some popcorn and all. As she had often claimed to be a virgin, I was less interested in Popcorns and more interested in popping her cherry.

I still don't comprehend what goes in the mind of a girl and at what time. All the while I was pestering her for coming along to my place and she was refusing and then 10 minutes after intermission was over, she was not only ready to come with me to my place but wanted to go immediately.

On the way back, she hugged me from behind and sat cross-legged on the bike. Her boobs were poking in my back as she held me tight sitting on my backseat. I wasted no time and reaching at my place quickly fumbled the keys and as soon as we entered the house, I started kissing her.

Mmmmm and as I was kissing her, my hands were roaming on her back, and I didnot let her go or think or talk anything. With her lips stuck in mine and one hand is holding the back of her head; while the other was pressing my pelvis in her by pressing he rby the hip of mine.

I took her lower lip is in my teeth. I started pulling her long hair and bending her head backwards while my face went on top of her and I was kissing and biting her lips while she was looking up. I started pushing her back and her back hit the wall, now my hands were free to reach her boobs. I started biting both her lips instead of one and while biting them relentlessly I started squeezing hard on her boobs.

My hands entered from below her T short and started pressing over her bra. Lips still captured in mine, I took out one hand to steady her head. When we both got breathless, I left her for few brief moments, I pulled up her T Shirt and along with her cardigan and undid it by pulling over her head.

And I turned her and pressed her face on the wall, while I went biting on her back. Specially the nape of her neck by lifting her long tresses. Hands were suddenly groping on her Jeans, trying to unsuccessfully pushing it down. While I pressed her using my shoulder and chest, I kept on nibbling at her ears and shoulder blade. The ferocity with which I began the kissing and molesting her was suddenly shifted to milder and romantic manners.


I unhooked her bra and whilst her face was buried in the wall, I kept on licking her back under her long tresses. Her silky hair were on my face and I kept on playing with the same. Whenever I used to come on her upper back or neck or shoulders, I used to caress and squeeze her ample 32B breasts. In between I unbuckled her jeans and though it was very difficult to get her out of the jeans.

I reluctantly let her go and brought her on the bed. The girl looked dazed with excitement at best and sloshed at worst. It was much later I realized that it was very first time she was properly touched or handled by a man in her life, despite her earlier exhortions of her BFs pressing her boobs, I realized they were just for barely 5-10 seconds each time. And by the time I pulled out her jeans her pink panties (yes Baby Pink Panties) were soaking with her juices.

The girl was definitely in heat and I wasted no time in undressing myself. Decided to give oral a skip and I mounted on my bed and between her legs. She was oozing so much juices that no other lubrication was needed. I placed the cock on the opening of her cunt. I pushed in her and she gave a grunt... ummmmmh ... my dick slided in more easily than I had anticipated. Taruna started hugging and kissing me like a mad woman.

With our intermingled bodies we kept on thrusting in each other. The girl was too passionate and had raw power and she had wrapped her legs tightly over my ass whilst her hands were tightly wrapped around my neck.

She was lifting her ass with each stroke of mine and I was stroking deep into her pussy and it continued till I felt the semen rushing towards my tube and I deposited my seed deep into her.

I got up to see the wasted bedsheet which has evidence that her hymen had broken and I had thrown up a lot of sperms.

Taruna and I kept on mating for another 5-6 months atleast once a week and sometimes 3-4 times a week. And in between she became pregnant and we had to get a Medical Termination of Pregnancy using the pills.

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Classy_Housewife Dirty Mind

From the yahoo chatroom chats of those times, I came across three more females whom I managed to fuck in coming years. Though internet has served me well and I have managed atleast 10 girls directly or indirectly through it in total. One of these was with a userid classy_hw_dirtymind. As for the other two started at that time, one was a lecturer in Mumbai whom I managed to fuck in 2002 and other was a housewife in Jaipur, whom I bedded in 2005 and  this was year 2000.

Now coming to classy_hw_dirtymind. As she claimed she was a classy housewife of mid 30s, little on the heavier side and slut to the core. Over many months we kept on talking off and on, till one day, she was on webcam. The lady in question was mostly distracted. I believe too many people were eying for her attention.

But it was through that webcam for the first time, I saw some woman naked on webcam and displaying her wares with great alarcity. The hazy image as was the norm in those days with VGA or XGA webcams was of a lil sagging busts and clean shaven pussy. The navel also seemed so deep that one could get lost in that. Though she never showed her face in those days over cam but she would bring out her tongue to lick the nipple and open her legs wide to show her deep red vagina.

So it was for few months, sometimes when she was in heat, she would come on webcam otherwise she would talk off an on. Persistent that I am I kept on messaging her till we reached a level when we started discussing our own sexual lives, our interests, our fantasies and she herself started pinging me on yahoo going invisible at times when there were too many suitors. The only hitch was she was not ready to talk over phone or meet. Need less to say that this classy_hw was from Delhi.

Luckily for me, I had Sugandha when we started talking, then I had a torrid affair with Taruna and in between Kannu was also back in my life. She would ask me in explicit details about my sexual encounters and tell me her past encounters in great details. And as per her she was not having any sexual relations outside marriage at that time but was surely unhappy with her husband sexually. And it requires guts to accept for a wife to say that she is not happy sexually with her husband - she would remind me many times. She would also dismiss my claims of 8 inches dick as a boast.

All this time I was urging her to show me her face. Afterall how much boobs a man can watch. Give me her phone no. and mate oops I mean meet.

So much for the teaser.

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Classy Housewife DirtyMind - Part 1

And as we continued talking on Yahoo for nearly an year, and at this juncture my job appraisal happened. I got increment beyond my wildest dreams and I got a cellphone allowance of Rs. 1000/- in addition to my salary. I made another investment in a cell-phone.
One of the very first people I gave my phone no. to was this Classy Housewife. Urging her to call me from a PCO. So that her privacy would be protected and we could still talk. Before that though I had an option of giving my office no to her, but I was prudent enough not to share it over the internet. The same was restricted to people whom I could trust and had met in real life.
I had to be on my persuasive best to impress her that we could meet for lunch/ coffee and she was not required to divulge any personal details till she is comfortable. Also, if any of us (actually she) did not want to proceed further, it would be the end of matter/ relationship.

And as luck would have it, it was one of those Mondays when Kannu had left for office after having a morning fuck after a weekend of passion (As previously told Kannu often stayed at my place on weekends when she was staying in PG and we had sex like rabbits during those days), that around 12 or so, I got a call while I was still in my office.
The tentative voice of a lady identified herself as Mala Banerjee. So this was the bong housewife whom I was trying to impress for over an year. And we settled to meet at a fast food restaurant in Greater Kailash - II. People who know Delhi would know it was one of the most happening places at one point of time.
Class oozed out of Classy housewife, Mala was wearing a White Tommy Hilfiger Shirt, which seemed new and Maroon Long Skirt which reached till her ankles, wore a white shoes which must had 2 inches of heels and had a Burberry bag slung over her shoulder. The first thing that stuck me was the mass under that white shirt. Humongous would be the word. The second ting was the height, with those heels she was nearly my height and I could smell her conditioner and perfume. So she would easily be 5-5. She wore good makeup and her eyes were kohled to further accentuate her big eyes. It was also to distract the people from little puffy cheeks. Her hair were pressed straight and that came to the middle of her back. Jet Black straight hair with healthy volume. Lips were painted red so were her nails which were reasonably long and healthy, showing she did not had much work to be done by herself.
We shook hands and my opening line was, "Have you ever tried modelling?" Which made her blush and those puffy cheeks went pink, the blush was visible even from under her makeup, thereby meaning she was pure ***** bong who are fair.
The alarcity and confidence of chat window was gone. The lady was very tentative, timid and underconfident. She was MA in Pol Science, hailing from Calcutta who had married an upper middle class busy businessman, who shuttled between metros quite often. The only son was studying in a hostel in Mussorie and she did not have many friends or relatives in Delhi. Internet was a good distraction for her as her only other companions were an old mother-in-law and two maid servants.

By the time we ended out lunch, I had complimented her enough for her awesome bust, even made her open a button for a while. I knew that I had to lead this woman. I called up my office giving some story of an accident of a friend and seeking rest of the day off. I did not allow her time to think and asked for the car keys with the thought process that I would directly take her to my place and won't give her time to think.
There was a feeble protest as to why she had to come with me and so on. I assured her that she can back out anytime she wishes and I won't force her to do anything which she did not like. The lady though gave me the keys of her Daewoo Cielo (A sedan, which was already out of production, but was a good car in its segment when it was launched). All the way of around 3 KMs she kept on suggesting we go someplace else and I kept assuring you that my rented room was a safe place to be and I being a gentleman won't do anything against her wishes.
She again made few feeble protests to enter my place and I had to literally beg her to come inside as I did not want any drama where the other tenant family in the lower floor could intervene.
The room was dingy as per her standards and she was astonished and voiced her amazement that I could even stay in such sort of place. It has one double bed, which by then had weathered intense fucking of three girls and the bedspread which was on the bed had stains of my semen which I had splashed fucking Kannu in the morning. Four plastic chairs, a wooden all purpose table, a second hand fridge and a second hand TV in one corner perched on a wooden stool. Two walled Almirahs on one wall which contained all my possessions. Small attached kitchen which was used for making tea only. A spacious but empty attached toilet with bathroom. My and Kannu's used towels were spread on the bed to dry, while a plastic basket near the bed contained our soiled clothes.
After some persuasion she agreed to sit down in one of the chairs for a cup of tea. I kept on complimenting in between about her bust, her beauty and other mannerism to keep her engaged. In the mean time I handled the towels and bedsheet and kicked the soiled clothes in the bathroom and out of her view.
I also tried to massage her boobs over her shirt, which she resisted. Tried to kiss her which again she resisted. I didnot force her at that stage and let her take her own sweet time to adjust to the new surroundings. I slowly crept close to her when she was having tea and tried slipping my hand in her hair, brush her cheeks with the back of my hand.
I was having a feeling like I had with Monika Ma’am. I asked her to atleast show me her huge boobs, which she had proclaimed to be 38D. Adding in good measure that I had never seen such huge boobs before in real. Persuading her by saying that she had already shown me her boobs on Webcam. Also adding in equally good measure that I had not forced her for anything and would keep on behaving like a gentleman. To assuage her fears, I took the chair on the far end and sat on it.

It took me quite some effort to convince her to bare herself in front of me. So finally she stood and started unbuttoning one button at a time. I kept on egging encouragements like.... Nice Cleavage... nice bra and so on. She carefully put the shirt on one of the chairs, making sure that it won''t be spoiled. Then she slipped her white bra off her shoulders and lowered it from those amazing pair of meat. Her nipples were erect and she was actually enjoying the exhibitionism.

Once her upper body was bare, it did not require much persuasion to take off her skirt and another piece of white undergarment. There she stood naked in front of me. Her hair still holding up, her makeup intact but nothing on her body except jewellery and her heels. And she was clearly not in a habit of standing naked in front of men. She was blushing big time, wanted to pick up her skirt which I kept on saying no no no. I asked her to lick the nipples as she used to do on webcam. She picked up one of her big sagging boob and starting moving tongue over her nipple.

How we proceeded to fuck would be in final part which would follow shortly.....

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Classy Housewife DirtyMind - Fucking

In the last part, I told how I succeeded to bring Mrs. Mala Banerjee aka Classy Housewife DirtyMind out of her clothes.

I then asked her to spread her pussy. She reluctantly got on the bed and spread her legs wide.She had cleaned it well and there were no hair on her pussy. And there I was some six - seven feet away while she lay with her legs spread on my bed. All the whole when I made her undress and then told her to lay in my bed, I had maintained good eye-contact with Mala and had complimented her and praised her beauty to the hilt in the words I did not think I knew.

I sought her permission to come and touch her pussy. And she said something to the effect "Apaani ekaani dustu" which when I asked to translate she smiled and said, "now you are being naughty."

So when I got up from my chair, she immediately closed her legs. I assured her once again, I would do only if she permits and if she so wished I would sit back again. I pushed my luck and came closer to the bed. Standing on the edge of the bed, I asked her to spread her legs again. She kind of pulled her body backwards by a feet, her upper body went up on her elbows and she once again spread her legs.

MMMM what a sight, if I could capture it in cam. The thick moist hairless pussy lips, slightly parted, the woman looking at my intently from her kohled big eyes, her boobs sagging a bit on booth sides in that posture. The classy housewife was very clean, her legs had no hair at all.

I also sat on the bed on my knees and once again sought permission to touch that pussy but this time without waiting for the approval I opened those lips wide open to see the wet insides of that dark pink pussy. She grunted ummmmmmmmmh and threw her head backwards.

I pushed two fingers inside that wet pussy.
"Eta Kareba Na ooooof" (Don't do it, she muttered with a moan).

I told her I don't know Bengali and kept on massaging her clit and fingering her pussy.

May be I did it for a minute or so, but the girl was surely in some other plain. I moved my body over her body and took those huge boobs in my mouth. Softly biting those nipples. She could not bear it and the elbows were withdrawn from her body and she was now lying straight in my "dirty" bed.

I licked, bit, sucked those boobs. On her request spared any hickies, licked her neck and proceeded to kiss her deeply. And then after rolling in bed for quite sometime, I got up to get rid of my clothes. I stopped short of taking off my underwear and told her now she would have to see and agree that I had an 8 inches big dick. She got "Bismit" i.e. Amazed at the size and girth of the penis.

Getting in bed I pulled her on me to suck my penis. She started by rolling her tongue on the head of my penis and then shallow sucking it. I teased her, asking, is that how she does to Mr. Banerjee. She retorted by saying, don't discuss useless fellows while she was having fun. I urged her to suck deeply, which she could not always stopping at around 1/3rd of the length of my dick. I dictated her to lick my balls and the skin below my balls, which she did reluctantly. Lick the complete length of my cock, which she did with great zeal and with heavy licks. She could use her tongue amazingly though she was not a deep throater.

Now it was my turn to pay back. Like most of the girls, she was never licked in her life. And when I dived my face between her thighs and my tongue touched her clit, she started jumping and moaning loudly. I had to tell her to shut up as the neighbors were around. I slowly gave her deep and thick licks using my tongue. Spread open her pussy and dived my tongue in it. Kissed her pussy lips and licked the inside of her thighs. In all this I guess she had an orgasm or two. I was a "Bhayankara" i.e. Terrifying person as per her. She was using the Bengali words liberally and I learnt later that despite being in Delhi for some years her Hindi was very weak and even her maids were Bongs.

And after her licking, I once again asked her to give me a blowjob. I remember clearly that in last 40 odd hours preceding my tryst with Mala, I had fucked Kannu atleast 7 times so maintaining a hard erection required another round of blowjob for my "Sundar Sisna", i.e. Beautiful dick.

And when my cock was rock solid, I lay in the bed and asked her to ride me. She casually asked for a condom and I told her that I would release outside. She angled my cock on her pussy lips and sat on it. She started riding on my cock, lifting her heavy ass and then falling back on my thighs.
This is what she said between her riding and moans, I don't remember the Bengali words what she was uttering but she translated it in - She was enjoying a big and fat cock. Her pussy walls were stretched like never before.

I took her juggling boobs in my mouth one by one when she leaned forward. That is a good thing which you can do with a tall girl while she rides you in a cow-girl fashion.

Without taking the cock out of her pussy, I sat and we were hugging each other. Now I started helping her hips move up and then making her fall on my dick. This gave her the deepest ever penetration and she started howling aaiyo, aau, vuwa vuwa vuwa the word I have never been able to translate.

In this stage I felt a little loosening in my erection. I mean you know how it goes from rock solid to slightly less solid. I pulled out of her and asked her it suck it again. She refused for the same, for her this was dirty and "Malin" now. I reasoned with her that it just has her juices over it. But then I had to take things in my own hand. I pulled her head and brought it down on my penis, during which time it had lost some more of its erection and some of the foreskin was creeping up the glance.

Holding her head, I forced her to open her mouth and take my dick in her mouth. When it regained its full erection again, I stood on my bed and asked her to take her tongue out. I kind of slided my dick over her outstretched tongue. A sight still etched in my memory. More than few times she said Na (no) but more than few times, she was made to suck my dick, lick its length and suck my balls which also had her juices flown over.

And once I was rock solid again, I decided to take her in half - doggie style. I sat on the bed and she was made to bend on my bed while I positioned myself behind her and inserted my dick upwards in her pussy. And I had to tell her to supress her moans as she started moving up and down on my dick. I used the time to slap her butts, softly to begin with and then I gave one tight slap.... and she cried..... uuuuuuuuuuuuui eta karebe na kasto, yantranadeyeke na (Don't do it, its painful, don't hurt me) she was also calling me a word Jaraja again and again which I later learnt meant Bastard because of the forceful fucking that I was giving her.

I soon shifted her to full doggie style and kept thrusting her sharply. And she was so much in flux of pain and pleasure that she was moaning despite my pleadings to remain silent.

I shifted position to Missionary an in my own style I kept thusting her by taking whole of my dick almost out and then thrusting the complete dick in. She cried of pain or pleasure I don't know. "Jaraja slow", "Jaraja don't do it like this." "Shobhit, Jaraja, you are a marvelous fucker" I shifted and brought one of her legs on my shoulder and started thrusting and Mala went mad. "Shobhit, Please please" uuuuu "I should not have come here." aaaaaa "Let me go" "oomph oomph na na", "forgive me"

It was considerable time that I had been fucking her but I was not near to cumming myself. She had had 3 orgasms by then and I was getting tired of all the thrusting. Maybe it was because of all the fucking I had done in last two days including that morning or may be because of some other factor.

And this time when I asked her to suck me again, she was very obliging and sucked with great zeal, licking, biting and sucking the dick and balls.


After some time I pushed her on bed and mounted her in missionary position and started thrusting her like a madman. Disregarding her pleas to go slow, leave her and what not... with deep thrust I deposited my seed in her and that too despite her pleas "not inside" and "Bhitre na"

Classy housewife came back for more and more sex till I was in Delhi. But the very first thing she did next time was to bring 4 brand new towels and 3-4 bedsheets and a nice set of soft pillows. She kept on bringing gifts including expensive deos/ perfumes/ room freshners and plenty of things to eat. She wanted to buy few more things like watches/ AC for my room and clothes for me, which I declined except a shirt on my birthday.

I kept in touch with her when I moved to Chennai, but then her number changed and she stopped coming on Yahoo all of a sudden. That is how I lost the Classy Housewife, Mrs. Mala Banerjee.

With Classy Housewife coming in my life and till I remained in Delhi during that stint, I got a problem of plenty because very soon, I had another girl in bed who had come for summer training in my office. Mamta and her another friend whose name was also Mamta, these girls I started calling M1 and M2 and I continued for some time with Taruna too and Kannu remains my favorite girl, and she was at that time too.

About these girls in next episode.

Hope you guys are enjoying the chronicles. I have given explicit details this time. Hope people who said, I give less details of copulation would have no complains now.

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The Problem of Plenty

While I was working my ass off in the company and courting countless girls over internet and just a month before I met Mrs. Mala Banerjee or I got the increment a girl named Mamta joined the company as Summer Trainee. She was studying in a premiere management college in Noida.

A short stout female with nice bust and protruding ass. Shrill voice and short hair. People would say that I would not have given her much thought as my sex life as good but then I am of promiscuous nature and is having a roving eye and would like to fuck any female that walks on two legs.

Interaction between me and Mamta were minimal to begin with but gradually increased as her market research grew. The confidence of my boss in me was also very high and though he was her guide, he used to bounce her frequently to me for certain clarifications. Thus the interaction grew with the bubbly Mamta whom I started calling Moti (Fat) in zest. She had a peculiar name associated with Marwari Community settled in different parts of India where the name of village is added to the name. As the name is so uncommon I won't state that to protect the privacy.

This Mamta had another friend by the same name Mamta, now onwards M2.

M2 was doing her summer training in an advertising agency just across the road of Nehru Place in Greater Kailash. In the evening M2 would normally come to office and wait for Mamta till she finished her daily work. M2 was taller than Mamta healthy but not fat. She also had good bust but small ass. She had curly hair which she left open and were till her lower neck. And they were best of friends. Mamta was bubbly but M2 was serious kinds. Mamta frequently called their association as Laurel and Hardy, but M2 was not skinny as Laurel.

As I always stayed late in office, we frequently met in the evening. Sometimes we used to go down and have streetfood in Nehru Place itself before me going back up and they moving to Noida, Mamta was a hostelier while M2 was a day scholar who used to reside in Noida itself. We joked and laughed and were like good friends. Afterall I was just two years old of management college and our interests matched.

Casually couple of times I invited them for a movie as well, but as Kannu was newly back in town and weekends were busy with her, I did not press much on the same.

In these times, I got an awesome increment and on the same day I made an investment in a mobile phone. So Mamta pestered me for a party and M2 also joined the chorus. Nothing matters more to hostelers and college goers when they are about to get good free food I guess. So we went causally for the party of Pizzas before they moved back to their respective places.

When their training was coming o an end. I causally mentioned that I should also get treat as I had helped Mamta and M2 also in drafting their reports in respective organizations. And as they both would be treating me, I should also get beer in that treat. Mamta was as her nature jumped up and down and said yes, while M2 declined saying her parents don't know about it and she can not go home drunk. It did not take much cajoling for Mamta to stay back and I would drop her to her hostel on my bike after the treat.

After M2 had left, we did some maths and found that beer in a Restaurant would cost 250 per beer and if we had 4 beers, it would be 1000 Rs. and if we buy beer and move to my place she could save 750 Rs. as beer in open market was just Rs. 60.

So how Mamta got fucked in a bid to save 750 Rs. in next episode.

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Fucking Mamta at my Place

As recounted in my last post, I and Mamta came back to my place after buying beer. I still remember it was "Thunderbolt" beer that we had got 6 bottles of.

The beer was not so cold by the time we reached my place, so I put all bottles in freezer. A girl at my place meant my cock was revolting. I was at loss how to start the fun, as I had never professed love or lust towards her. Nor she had given any hint of closeness.

In any case, I thought of first bringing her out of her Jeans and T Shirt. I offered her to take shower as that would take the heat off. I gave her my loose T shirt and Bermuda Shorts. She was reluctant, so I entered the bathroom with a towel and Bermuda shorts. I had a quick shower and came back in Bermuda shorts (loose Hosiery shorts) without underwear. My cock was not erect but not sleeping also. Under my loose Bermuda Shorts the movement of my cock were clearly visible. I could see her stealing glances on it. I once again pushed her to take a shower and handed her another loose T shirt and Bermuda shorts as chilling of beer would still take some time.

I imagined at that time that I had perfected the art of persuading indecisive women. I casually pushed her in bathroom with a towel and after a while she came out in oversized T Shirt which had front buttons and oversized Bermuda shorts which went even lower than her Knees. Mamta was short you see.

I don't think it was by design by she had removed her bra in the bathroom, so what was standing behind me out of bathoom was a short lil fat girl in clothes which were few size bigger than she needed. Her big bust was on full display under the thin material of the T shirt. At that time I teased her "Motapa chupaane ke liye nahaane se bachna chah rahi thi Moti" (The fat girl was avoiding to take a bath so that her fat remain hidden). Bubbly and chirpy as she was, she tried to hit me with the towel and I kind of ducked.

I had spread a Newspaper over the bed and had two glasses and chips etc ready by the time she was in bathroom. So she sat on one side of the bed with her back on the wall and I sat on the other side of the bed with nothing to support my back.

I kept on teasing her looking for an opening to start physical contact with her and by the time we were on third beer, when her Bermuda shorts slipped up her thigh I made a parody of a song of Duplicate and started humming:

Moti Jaangho waali ek ladki, ek baat par jhagadti hai,
Chote kapde kyun nahi rakhe tumne, beer peete hue mujh se ladti hai.


At this she threw a pillow at me. And then I threw the pillow back. A plan formed in my mind when I threw the pillow back and when she threw it back to me I kept the pillow to myself. And when she was taking next sip from the glass, I threw the pillow at her, thus spilling some beer on her T shirt, shorts and thighs. She kind of shouted on me "Shobhit ke bachche kya kar diya" (Shobhit, what have you done).

Sorry yaar, beer waste ho gayee, main to wohi se pe loonga (Sorry dear, the beer got wasted, though I can drink from there) Indicating that I was willing to lick it from her body. She said something but I didnot find that encouraging enough to make a move.

It was the fourth beer, which was very chilled that I brought and placed the bottle between her thighs and she jumped. I giggled and told her how chilled it is. And something to this effect that the chilled thunderbolt bottle is in hot Thunder Thighs.

The closeness that this accorded me also gave me an opportunity to lift her chin and kiss her full on the lips. The element of surprise and closeness did not mean that she responded reluctantly or eagerly. She made some effort to free herself. I left her at that and came back to my place. My dick was erect by now and was making a tent in my bermuda shorts. While she was at a loss of words, I told her she is beautiful and is a nice girl and many other good things about her nature and sense of humor and good laughter and lovely lips and double decker hips. To this she replied "Shobhit, please No" I pushed further and asked her no to what lovely lips or double decker hips.

She looked irritated and lost as to what to do. I seized the opportunity and went to bathroom. When I came back, I kissed her again and this time inserted my hand in the T shirt and pressed those big boobs with great force, then massaged them. I did not let go of her lips despite the slight struggle. When I took the hand out of the T shirt, I inserted it in from the side of her thighs and gave her clit a nice rub using my fingers. I took out my hands from under her shorts and lowered my own shorts and tried to force her mouth on my dick. At this she shouted, "No Shobhit No." Though the struggle which gave was not much but I was amazed at her No. Which was forceful and clear. I tried to persuade her but came back to my own place.

The mood between us was sullen. So I asked her whether she has a boyfriend. She moved her head in No. I asked her again whether she did not like my touch, she remained mute. I asked her few more questions and she remained mute, mostly nodding her head or moving her head to say yes or no.

I again went to her and hugged her and started saying sorry sorry sorry. Though she did not push me back much but she also did not hug me back. I rubbed her back for a long time, said soothing words about my behavior and her beauty and what not. When only one person is talking there is not much what he can say.

I came back after while and poured the fifth beer. Mamta by now was visibly drunk and lied down on the bed pushing the newspaper and other things aside. Her shorts on one leg was rolled up her thigh. I asked her whether she wants to be dropped to the hostel she said in sometime. I tried to stir her she did not respond to my touch. And lying in my bed she was looking really fuckable piece.


I decided to try my luck again and went and lied down next to her and hugged her. I rolled her straight and put my leg on her legs and wrapped my arm across her. Her protests were even feeble than before. I mounted her and kissed her on the lips. She did not respond, but when I slipped my hand in the shorts, she opened her legs to give me better access.

I massaged her clit with one hand while I kissed her lips till they were swollen. I then pulled the T shirt and sucked on those big boobs. The nipples were small but the boob was big. Slowly I undressed her and also got undressed myself. Mamta was not very responsive in bed till then. I put my dick in her hand a few times but she always pulled her hand back.

I cleaned the bed and put the glasses and other stuff on the floor and table and pulled out the condom from below the mattress as I used to keep it there.

Rolling on the condom on my dick, I asked her if she was a virgin? She moved her head in No. I sat between her legs and pulled her thighs on my thighs and positioned my dick on the opening of her pussy and pushed. Some of my dick entered her pussy and her mouth opened up as if she was in pain. I held the sides of her bums tight and pushed further and my whole dick went crashing in her. And her mouth remained open.

Slowly I started pumping in and I laid myself on her in missionary position. She held me tight and after few strokes I stopped and pulled my dick out. She asked, "Ho Gaya?" (Is it done?)

I smiled and said no, I need better access to her pussy. She looked at my condom wrapped cock to see whether I was lying or not. I spread her legs wide and entered her again. Now she also started moving her hips. With my elbows supporting the weight of my body, I looked at her face. She was silent but surely enjoying the fucking. After a couple of minutes, I wanted to change my position and then pulled my dick out again. She once again asked, "Ab ho gaya?" (Is it done now?)

I laughed at her question and later learnt that in her teenage she had sex with boyfriends twice, who also happened to have fucked her, but they never lasted beyond few seconds in her.

I asked her to mount me in cowgirl style and when she sat on my dick, she was in pain mixed with pleasure. Her mouth opened and closed a few times when she was moving up and down my dick. She crooned, "Isme itna maza bhi aata hai?" (It is so much pleasurable, she is experiencing now.

By now, I was also about to reach my climax and I pushed her down in missionary style and started pumping her hardly. She finally felt pleasurable pain and in low tones started saying aa aa aa till the condom collected my sperms safely.

After lying on her for few minutes, I pulled myself up and went to washroom.


The night was still young and what happened next in next episode.....

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Mamta Got Fucked Anally

After the first round of fucking, I poured sixth and last beer. Mamta went to wash herself at which time I picked up her clothes and threw them on the other side of the bed.

When she came back, I was sitting with a 3/4th erect dick in one of my hand and glass of beer in other hand. She looked around for clothes at which I told her that now we would drink last bottle nude.

I don't remember much of the conversation we had. But I vaguely remember that she said her thighs were aching and she blamed me for making her drunk and she also accused me that it was my plan as I had condom ready and so on.

I also remember that she refused to suck me, but I poured beer over her boobs and licked them. I fingered her for long and then started fucking her again in missionary position. Often taking out my condom covered dick and rubbing it on her clit. This I remember distinctly because even in our later fuckings this rubbing of dick on her clit was most pleasurable to her.

Second rounds are longer than first rounds anyways and she soon got tired of my thumpings and when I pulled out the dick for change in position, she laid down on her stomach and said enough, she was very tired.

I struggled to bring her in better position to fuck but she did not move. She was actually drunk and tired by now. I don't have much fixation for anal fucking though had fucked a few of girls before first for trying and then when they were menstruating. My dick is fatter than average so generally it is struggle to push it in anal cavity.

I tried to enter her when she was down from behind in her pussy, but there was no much room. Then I pressed her cheek butts apart and placed my dick on her asshole. Don't know whether she liked the sensation or she was playful, but she was giggling. The giggling of a tired and drunk person. I pushed my tool in her anal cavity which gave her a jolt. I felt her anus hole tight on my glance and her asscheeks pressing my dick hard. As a reflex I pinned her down by my weight. My legs were anyways between her legs so despite the pressing of cheeks my dick didnot come out.

Mamta who was very quiet during the complete fucking started on obscenities, "Kutte, Shobhit, Nikaal isse, maarega kya, you bastard and so on" (Shobhit, you dog, bastard, pull it out, you wanna kill me)

I got a new high due to her outbrusts. I squeezed her big boobs with force by pushing my hand under her. Her pitch increased and I had to put a hand on her mouth, lest anyone downstaits hear it. During all this I kept on pushing my dick deep in her anal cavity. Her jumps or struggle to get out from under me also accorded me opportunities to dig further in. I felt moistness on the back of my palm and fingers, that was her tears flowing, mostly because of pain.

During this struggle, while I was trying to make the humps in her anal cavity, my dick slipped out and condom got struck in her anal cavity. Some shag and I cummed all over her back and asscheeks.

She was furious and tried to hit me and I hit her back. Pinned her back in bed and told her out of ego, that she was handing a man for the first time and she should respect that or things like this. When her crying and shouting subsided, I told her how pleasurable the fucking was for her, which she had never experienced before.

Smooth talking coupled with loads of kisses and compliments calmed her down. She insisted on wearing clothes and we slept. She rebuffed my attempts to hug her in the beginnings but later on we slept hugging each other on the bed without having any food.

I got up at around 6 in the morning and prepared tea for myself. The incidents of the night was making me hard again. I brushed her hair and she also woke up from her slumber. I shared my cup of tea with her.

There was a big hickie on the side of her lip, which naturally I had bitten in passion during the night, but when even I didnot remember. She complained of pain in her legs and thighs.

She went to empty her bowels and then after another round of tea to bathe. My dick was already hard when she came out of the bathroom wrapped in towel. Small struggle at that stage and her towel was taken away by me showing loads of marks on her big boobs. I pushed her on bed and asked her to trust me while I gave her the pleasure of her life by licking her freshly washed cunt. I had to force her to suck me, which she did only reluctantly and without much fun for me. We had another round of fucking in missionary and doggie position, but I once again had to cum on her buttocks as I was out of condoms.

Mamta added to my list of concurrent relationship with Taruna, Kannu and Mala Chatterjee. And as she was a student staying in hostel and that too in Noida, so she made M2 her confidant and we started fucking at M2's place. Parents of M2 were both working and that accorded her whole day free to fuck programs which we fixed with mutual conv. And that is where M2 got fucked.

About that later.....

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Ohhh yummy
Pls update bro 
Jitna padte h utna hi bhook badh jaati h....

thanx bhai for appriciation...

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Wow!
Brilliant naration. Please continue.

thanx bro..ya i m continuing today..keep commenting

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Amazing Story. Pls continue.

dhanyawad...ya sure

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Bhai
Kaha Gayab
This thread is like charas n v all r addicted to your story. Kindly update Bhai
Pehle ki koi kaam Nahi h Bhai kindly give big. Big update pls bro
Do it asap bro 
ITS A REQUEST PLS

bro i was busy with my work....today i m going to post a big update for u..keep reading and commneting

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M2 - Blackmailed and Forced - Part 1

As I shared in my last post, I and Mamta started going to M2's place for fucking.
It was like this, after the intense fucking on that drunken night, Mamta used to call up almost every day. She was foolish to think that I was in love with her and I also didnot like to break that myth or hers. But as with three other girls present in my life and my concentration on career (Yes, I worked as hard too as I wanted to earn a lot of money), it was not conducive to call her at my place every now and then. Weekends were anyways almost always reserved for Kannu.


So, she made M2 her partner-in-crime. Both parents of M2 were working and she used to stay in Noida. Noida also had lots of my clients and customers. So, slowly, we started meeting at M2 place every 3rd-4th-5th day. We used to pre-plan our meetings. Both the girls bunked classes or we met after their college and by the time I was also free after making my sales calls. Mamta and M2 had choosen different specializations in their second year MBA so there were times that I would wait at M2 place for Mamta or She would wait for me at her place. Amongst 3 of us only I had the cellphone and M2 had a landline at her place, whereas Mamta did not had a phone. So it was she who made most of the calls and co-ordination was little difficult but happened.

M2 stayed in a two bedroom flat. One was her bedroom, the other bedroom belonged to her parents. There was a small lobby and drawing room which connected both rooms. Both rooms had seperate bathrooms, but M2 bathroom was connected to lobby as well. So whenever I reached early, I was confined to her bedroom till Mamta came and she used to sit in Drawing room. While me and Mamta fucked in full swing, she was just a gatekeeper. At M2 place, we barely spoke even when Mamta was not present and she was also gullible enough to think that I and Mamta are in a serious relationship and we would probably marry each other in future. I never dispelled these myths.

So, one fateful day. Mamta and I planned to fuck at M2's place. It was planned like this, M2 had classes till 1PM, whereas Mamta has classes till 2.10PM, so she and I were scheduled to reach at M2's place by 2.30 also I was to get Chinese food packed and bring it to M2 place, which would be devoured after our fucking session. (Yes, some bribes in the gab of sumptuous food was given to M2).

That fateful day, when I reached with food at M2's place, I learnt that Mamta is not coming. She had rang and told M2. But as I had food, which should not be wasted, it was agreed that I would have food at her place and then leave.

M2 and I had never spent time alone before that. On the dining table, there was uneasy silence. It was usually Mamta who was the bridge between us and on her initiations all talks used to happen and that was never around sex. I was anyways sour for not getting my share of fucking as I had planned my next meeting quite late towards 5PM and here I was also looking at the prospect of spending nearly two hours doing nothing.

During lunch, whatever small talk I tried to make was brushed with monosyllables by M2. Suddenly I lobbed a question.

"Tumhara Mann nahi karta sex karne ko?" (You don't feel like having sex)

M2 was stunned and said, "Nahi" (No)
I probed further "Kabhi nahi Kiya" (You have never done it)
M2 was clearly uneasy and was looking in her plate and said - "Nahi" (No)
I started enjoying the situtation and I started asking questions.
Achcha koi boy friend nahi raha? (So, you never had a boyfriend)
Achcha, kabhi kiss bhi nahi kiya? (So, you have never even kissed)
Kabhi kisi ne boobs dabaaye? (No one ever pressed your boobs)
Bheed mein bhi nahi? (No one ever groped you in crowd)

The questions were too demanding and embarrassing for M2 and she was visibly uncomfortable and her cheeks reddened. She closed her plate and went to wash her hands and came back after good 3-4 minutes from the washroom. And it was then that I lobbed a hand-grenade on her. "Mere saath karogi?" (Will you have sex with me?)

She was standing there, knowing not what to say or do. Kind of a deer caught in bright light. I got up from the dining table and tried to hug her and she pushed me back and squeaked, "Please, nahi" (No please)

But an alone girl and horny me anyways used to be a undefeatable combination and here I was sensing some opportunity. I pounced on her and hugged her again and she started protesting, I dragged her backwards in her bedroom and threw her on bed and I climbed on top of her. She was protesting by throwing her limbs at me. I sat on her thighs and pinned her hands under my knees while she was lying straight in front of me to have a discussion while she started weeping

I: Kya hai, karne de na (What happened, let me do it)

M2: Nahi, choro mujhe (No, leave me)
I: Kyun tera bhi to mann karta hai na (You also want to have sex)

M2: Nahi karta, please mujhe chor do (I don't feel like; please leave me)

I: Ek baar karne de (let me do it once)

M2: nahi please nahi (No, please no)

I moved my hand under her T shirt and on her tummy to which she again started throwing her hands and started jumping while crying. I laid down on her and started pushing my hand in her T shirt from below. I was successful in grabbing one of her boobs in my hand and started licking and kissing the side of her face.


Though she was pinned under me, but it was not easy to uncloth her. She was crying and also fighting back with all her might. In this fight she turned and now she was pinned on her stomach in the bed while I lay on top of her, one of my hand caught hold of her arm and twisted it in her back causing pain in her arm. I threatened to break her arm. She threatened to complain about me.

I bluffed her that I would tell everyone about what she gets done at her place and also that there is enough food for three. That she invited me and we had food. Also, that we used to fuck at her place as per her will and so on.

She was so scared listening too all this and still pinned under me and in pain. I offered her a deal. She could just suck me off and help me ejaculate. In return I won't fuck her.

Dekh le chudhna hai ya choosna hai? (Its your choice whether you want to suck of wanna get fucked)

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M2 - Blackmailed and Forced - Part 2


With one of her boob in my hand under her T shirt and she pinned under me and, I was negotiating with her whether she wanna get fucked or she would suck me off. This I think is the nature of Sales People that they can think of negotiating at any juncture.

Jokes apart, she was terribly terrified and in tears. All her fighting had come to naught as I was content with pinning her down only and did not try to do anything extra or funny with her. In what seemed like eternity for her and maybe few minutes for me, I kept on asking for her preference in such situation. Whenever she tried to get free, I would press the boob with much greater force. Also her T shirt had slipped to over her boobs and one boob was free from her bra even.

Anyways, when she was not choosing any option, I put another effort and pulled her on her back again. This way her boobs were exposed to me. Average but nice firm boobs. I proceeded to bite those mangoes amidst her cries. She was not shouting anymore, kind of resigned to what was happening to her but sobbing uncontrollably.

Please chor do. Please mat karo were her constant pleas.

And when I tried opening the button of her jeans, once again she started putting up a fight. And now she was under me her boobs exposed and her legs spread and my torso between her legs. Her hands were in my hands and I was marauding her boobs with my mouth. Sucking, biting and licking them in turn.

I could not take the constant sobbing of hers and once again offered her to decide, what she wants. And as if I decided for her that she is going to suck me off. I think my decision about the same was more because I was unable to undress her by the fierce resistance that she put.

I got up and undid my pants. She at that stage kept lying in the bed, avoiding to look at me. After removing my shoes, pants and underwear, I climbed back in bed and now my pelvic region was at the same level as her head. I ordered her to suck me.

She tried to plead with me few more times, but I brushed them aside threatening to fuck her. I kept her hand on my dick and pulled her over me. A couple of times she tried to take her hand away but I persisted and she started stroking my dick at a reflex. I urged her to suck me and very reluctantly she raised her head to near my dick. I held her by her hair and guided her on my dick. She opened her mouth and some portion of my dick entered her mouth. She pulled back instantly and started sobbing again.

I was bugged by this whole drama which could have lasted for more than an hour and pulled her by her hair. It was my turn to shout at her. I told her that I can't take it anymore and if she gonna suck me she should do it nicely. Interestingly she was stroking my dick slowly at that stage.

I once again forced her mouth on my cock and this time she held the cock in her mouth and started moving her mouth up and down on my dick. The girl was not new to sucking for sure. I ordered her to move her tongue and she gave me a nice lick on the tip of my dick.

At this stage, I started asking her.
Pahli baar to nahi kar rahi ho. (You are not doing it for the first time)
Khoob practise hai choosne ki (You are pro on sucking)
Wow, aur jor se (Wow, do it with more vigour)
Khoob choose hai? (You have sucked many)
I guess she was resigned mostly at that stage. Instead of replying to any of my comments, she kept on sucking me.

It was a long and hard suck that she was doing. Unlike most she was taking more than half of the dick in her mouth. Routinely moving her tongue on the tip of my dick and even moving her tongue while the dick was buried in her mouth. I had also taken the liberty of pulling T shirt off her head and she was topless.
Being on my back in the bed I stopped enjoying the sucking, so I stopped her and sat on the edge of the bed. I asked her to sit on the floor and suck me again. Now I had a better view of my cock disapppearing in her mouth. I ordered her to lick my testicles and on the tube of my dick.

I started asking her irrelevant questions.

Bata na, pahle kitne choose hai (Tell me, how many have you sucked before me)

Mera lund kaisa lag raha hai (How are you liking my dick)

Mast choosti hai, aur choos (You suck really well, keep it up)

Mamta ko ek baar demo de dena (Give a demonstration to Mamta as well)

Mummo mein daba ke masal lund ko (Take my dick in your boobs and rub it)

She never ever uttered a word to reply to any of my comments but did what she was told. My dick however could not suffice in her relatively small boobs.

And when I got my cum building in me I asked her to suck me again and deeply. At that I pressed her deep on my dick and started shooting in her mouth. She tried to get up or free but I did not leave her till all cum came out of my dick and she ran to the bathroom to spit it out.

I tried to talk to her after the same, also I offered to lick her. But she was not answering to any of my questions. At this I left as I saw the time in the watch was around 5.30. So all in all it had taken me over two hours to unload my cum in her mouth.

When I looked at my cell which was on silent mode, I saw many missed calls. I called my client and office and gave them a story of being in an accident and then taken to security officer station. The situation was saved for that day.

But I had liked the way M2 sucked me off. Her reluctance was a put off but when she started sucking me, I knew I had hit a jackpot. I was aware of the schedule of Mamta and M2. So next week I again planned and rang the doorbell of M2's house.

M2 was aghast to see me again. She was not expecting anyone and so she was in Maxi, a loose fitting single garment and to my luck she was not wearing anything bra underneath. She could not keep me at the door beyond few seconds, so I entered her house and offered her the same two options. She pleaded with folded hands and cried and sobbed that she did not want to do it again. But I had my way with her, on the dining table she gave me a nice blowjob. This time I came in gushes on her face.

On top of it, the very next day I and Mamta made a plan to fuck at her place. The scorn on her face was visible. Mamta wondered what happened to her, I dismissed the same saying maybe PMS.

Another 3 days, I was at her door again. This time again, she was in the same MAXI. She tried to put me off from the door itself, but when I stayed put, she let me in. Once again she pleaded with me, but I would have nothing of it. This time, I sat in her bed and after few minutes of haggling, she proceeded to give me a blowjob. I pulled off her Maxi and after few seconds pulled her on bed. I brought her in 69 and I licked her well.

There is a time when you know that the girl is hot and receptive. Unluckily for her, I had not planned to fuck her that day and was not carrying a condom. Though she resisted but I positioned myself between her legs and I had torrid sex with her in missionary position. In between she warmed a bit to my intense fucking but overall she remained cold.

And in between fucking she started saying, "Please andar mat karna" (Please don't cum inside me)
"Maja aa raha hai (Are you enjoying it)" I asked

When she went silent again, I forced her by saying, "main andar hi chorunga" (I would cum inside) "ab marji teri hai ki moonh mein legi ya chut mein" (Now it is upto you whether you want inside your pussy or mouth)

I kept on thrusting her till I started shooting cum and even thereafter. She was more resigned than anything else when she cleaned her pussy of my cum.

I fucked her once more in similar fashion but then she told Mamta about the same. I and Mamta had a showdown and my problem of plenty was over. I ceased to be in contact with any of these.

The same year after couple of months, when the winters were setting in, the whole sales and marketing team of Chennai resigned and at a days notice I shifted lock stock and barrel to Chennai.

Thus started my Southern Delights.

PS: I know what I did to M2 can also be technically called bang, but I was neither mature enough nor knowledgable enough to know the difference. This also was my only forced encounter.

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GAYATHRI MENON - THE NYMPH - Part 1

I left Delhi with a heavy heart. I had never been to Chennai or any south Indian city by then. And as all North Indians, I called all people south of Vindhyas as Madraasi. The only thing which prompted me to accept this offer or dictate was a promise on the part of the management that I would be compensated well.

Chennai office was a small office both in terms of man power, space and turnover. It also used to cater to Pondicherry, which had a lot of computer hardware manufacturers.

As I told you, the complete marketing team had resigned and joined our competitors. My immediate boss had proposed my name to Management and here I went at a day's notice. Incidently that was also my first flight. Office boy from Chennai office was supposed to come and receive me at airport, Before I left for Chennai, I knew that now Chennai office has only three people. One lady of middle age who looked after admin and accounts. One office boy, who ran errands and also worked as delivery boy. One person in Customer Support. There was no one in sales and marketing, all 3, one manager and two executives had defected. The lady was with the company since inception of Chennai office some 8 years back. The office was located at a lower middle class colony called Nugambakkam and the lady was briefed to arrange my stay in a hotel for 3-4 days and look for a suitable rented accomodation near office. The company had agreed to pay the rent and the immediate senior took the responsibility of disposing my wares in Delhi and transferring money and my bike to Chennai. Another promise was to give an advance of Rs. 60-70 thousands for buying basic amenities like TV Fridge bed etc in Chennai.

I was of the impression that 'Madrassi' are dark skinned and Chennai is hostile to North Indians, people preferring to speak in Tamil and not speak English even if they knew with North Indians.

I landed in Chennai in the afternoon of October. It was a hot and humid afternoon. I was to scan for a person by the name Gopalan who would be carrying a placard bearing my name. And then I saw a small and slim fair lady carrying a placard bearing my name in bold.

Her name was Gayathri Menon. She offered a hand and we shook hands. I was not very happy on reaching Chennai. But the lady was little cheerful. She negotiated with a taxi and my one big suitcase was hauled in the trunk. And we sat in the back of the taxi. Gopalan had gone to deliver some material, so she had come. Orders are so less now a days, we can't miss on deliveries was her comment.

Gayathri was fluent in Engish and Tamil, later I came to know she is equally fluent in Telugu and spoke Kannada and Malyalam as well. Anyways, my first question was how she is fair. So she happily replied that she is actually a Telugu ***** and married to a Menon who happens to be a Keralite but staying in Chennai. And even Tamilian and Keralite Brahmins are Fair Skinned. I had estimated her age to be around 37-38 but was astonished to know that she was 42. She was small, 5 ft 1 inch to be exact. Slim, later I came to know that her boobs were just 32B. She was wearing a Punjabi Suit sans Chunni or Dupatta. No cleavage was visible. She had jet black hair which were straight and came upto the middle of her lower back. On a closer look, she would have been pretty in her prime, I spoke to myself, "Khandhar bataate hai Imaarat Buland Thi" (By seeing the ruins one can make out that the structure was great)

She happily made me aware about the pathetic state of Chennai office and how the previous team had in last three months destroyed the market. How the Customer Service Engineer Suresh had to work overtime and how a big outstanding was there. How customers were refusing to pay, how dealers were behaving. On the personal front, her husband was not keeping well. He was high diabetic and had hypertension and had been through a by-pass. Her husband was also 10 years senior to him and it was a love marriage for her. She had a daughter of 15 years +, who had just joined 11th class. And she was the breadearner of the family.

When she spoke, I could notice that she had thin lips and ultrawhite teeth. She had made her eyebrows and wore light makeup. Her hair were properly made by clutching the hair from opposite sides in the center and letting the hair otherwise go straight down the back. She was accustomed to take good care of her. Her sandals looked worn out and her dress was also not very expensive. But strikingly she carried the same also very well. I had known from my Delhi team that she was a hardworker and was always abreast with developments in the market.

She spoke continuously till we reached office and even when Gopalan Served us coffee. The office was first floor of an independent house with independent entry via stairs from the front side of the house. Four iron steps were made which joined the cemented L shape stairs. It made our entry and exit from the building separate from the main gate. Office had two big rooms and the inner one was partitioned with wood and glass to convert it into two cabins. She showed me one of the cabin where manager sat and asked me to take the same place as sitting place. She used to sit in the other office which had files and her computer. The big glass between the two cabin meant we could see each other whole time. The outer room also had three workstations. One each for two executives and one for customer support. There were two toilets one at the entry and the other in the back side on her side of partition. There was a small store next to outer toilet and then a kitchenette.

The streets were narrow and she was updating me at a furious pace. She had shortlisted 4 houses for me, and she liked one very much, which was a first flloor in the adjacent street and had just one big room and a kitchen, store and toilet.A separate entry like our office and the owners did not object anyone consuming alcohol or meat in that floor. She was also sure of clinching it at a reasonable rent. However, for the night she had put me in a hotel nearby.


She also handed me a laptop which belonged to the manager. Her work station was facing my cabin and my chair was facing her cabin. The office had three set of keys, one for Gopalan, one for her and now one for me. She used to stay some two KM away and mostly came walking. I joked whether thats the reason for her slim figure. She was also the first to arrive around 10AM and had no qualms of staying late an mostly left after 7PM or later and she walked back, but if it was late she used to take an auto, which was more pain than walking she quipped.

So that day, it was nearly 8 by the time she dropped me to hotel and went back. I flipped through the channels in hotel and could not find anything of interest. Walked some had idlies and slept.

In the morning, I walked to my office at around 9.45 to be pleasantly surprised to see the woman in black and red saree opening the door of the office. She had let her hair loose and was looking much prettier.

Slowly with her help I started settling in for the day. I made few calls sitting in my office, while she sent Gopalan to fetch a new mobile number for me. I could see from the glass that while sitting on her PC she used to smile sometimes, also narrowed her eyebrows at time and even chuckled. This was intriguing. And when I complained that it is too much of a walk to smoke, she said I could smoke in the toilet in her cabin which had an exhaust fan and she did not mind afterall her husband was a smoker till he had an heart attack. She also asked me to seriously think about quitting.

While walking behind her, I came to know the reason of her change in facial expressions, she was also hooked on chatting on yahoo.

I thought to myself. This could be an easy catch, with her husband not in good health and she hooked on chatting, I was sure that she was/ could have been hungry for some sex.
To be continued......

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GAYATHRI MENON - THE NYMPH - PART 2

I have always been accused of being a predator. Whether it comes to business, money or sex. And once I have a target in mind, I don't delay going for a kill. There is always a fear that someone else would run away with the prized catch.

It is not that I have always been successful, I have had more misses than hits, but I have tried so many times that my total no of hits is so large. And history is about successes. No one would read my chronicles, if I start writing about how I tried on a woman and was not successful.


So on my second day at Chennai I had deduced that this lady in all probability is wanton. It was because of lack of sex, because of her flirtatious nature or because of a large appetite was not questions I dwelled on. In the night, I had nothing better to do, so was deciding on my first move with Gayathri. Also, in the evening, we firmed the deal with my landlord and I was to shift in that house from next day.

I thought of adding her in my Yahoo chat list, dismissed the idea. Many scenarios came to my mind but dismissed all of them.

Next morning the lady was again looking prettier than day before in another green colored saree. She had let her hair loose like the last day, she wore light makeup as usual, but was wearing heels. I was waiting in office when she arrived and had made myself a cup of coffee. It was decided the previous day that I would go through the pending service and accounts issue on this day. Also, some other small small pending things had to be sorted out with the HO.

Fortune favors the brave. The session with Suresh was a non starter as he had to go to a customer call. So I pulled a chair besides Gayathri and we started discussing accounts on her computer screen. She was careful not to log onto Yahoo when I was sitting by her side. And while I was going through the figures and some other rudimentary things on the screen, I was dying to fuck the lady sitting next to me. In between there were couple of calls to HO and by 12 or so, Gopalan was sent to bank which was around a KM away.

As soon as Gopalan left and she came back to sit on her chair, I put my hand on the seat of the chair. She sat on my hand and jumped. Saying Sorry, as she thought it was her mistake. I said, I enjoyed it. She looked at me and I winked. She turned away from me and started explaining something on the screen. I pushed my luck further and said, she chats a lot. Technically I was her boss and she explained that it was some family and friends and so on. And she does so only rarely and the day before she was talking to a friend who had been away to a trip and she was regaling some stories and all.

I listened to her and said, I also chat, but I love to chat to sexy females only. She was speechless and tried to distract me by trying to tell something. I pushed my luck forward and asked her whether she liked and did cyber sex and things like that. She said NO WAYS. I said, I think you do.

She got up from the chair and went to the washroom which was in the same cabin. I paced the cabin waiting for her to come out. The moment she came out, I pinned her on the wall and kissed her on the lips. Immediately, we heard the door being opened by Gopalan, so I entered the washroom and she went back to her chair.

I came back and sat besides her on the chair and asked Gopalan to make me a cup of coffee. She declined my offer for coffee.
I blurted out, "I have a big dick."
She said, "Everyman says so."
I said, "I can show it to you."

She avoided answering the question and in few minutes I moved back to my cabin. There was unease in the office. Gopalan was to stay back in the office and it was planned that I and Gayathri would go and buy some stuff for my rented house and also try to shift by next morning which was a Saturday.

I furiously started making calls to some debtors. And somehow one of the dealers agreed to give a small cheque. I asked Gopalan how far that place is and he said like half an hour. I called the client where Suresh had gone and got to know that it would be some time before he also gets free. I gave marching order to Gopalan to go and collect the cheque.

As soon as Gopalan went, I moved to the front door and bolted it from inside, when she heard the noise, she also came out and said, we don't bolt that door from inside. Exasparated I opened the latch. The door was anyways closed but can be pushed open and close by anyone.

Knowing not what to do, I held her hand and brought her to the washroom which was in her cabin and opened my trousers and lowered my underwear. I placed her hand on my dick and asked, "Is it big or not?" I was right when I thought she was wanton, she stroked my dick and said, it is comparable to her husband's dick in good times.

I tried to hug her and press her boobs, but she said, it would spoil her Saree. I pushed her on the floor so that my dick was in front of her face and asked her to suck it.

Gayathri was a Nymph. As if my dick was a feast for her, she opened her mouth and slowly took the complete length of my dick in her mouth. Clearly a deep throater. After a couple of minutes, she asked me to shift and now my back was on the wall and she was on my legs, devouring my dick. She used her tongue to lick the mushroom and balls and then went under my balls and gave me a good lick under my balls. I was completely beaten by her experience and sucking skills. Only Sakshi before this had such an overpowering impact on me. Otherwise the sex games were always driven by me.

"I love big ones", she said between her sucking
"How many have you had?" I asked.
"Later" and she again started sucking with gusto.

Whenever I tried touching her hair, he brushed my hands away and asked me not to mess her hair. She brought her hand and started massaging my balls and tickling my asshole.

IN between she got tired of sitting on her feet and adjusted her Saree in such a fashion that her knees were on ground while her Saree was spread like that it was not under her knees.

Now she was little lower than my pelvis area and she started fucking me by her mouth. I love to face fuck but here the Nymph was not allowing me to touch her hair and was rather herself facefucking. There was water dripping from her eyes and nose and also loads of saliva was wetting my balls.

"You have a good tool" Nymph crooned when she caught her breath.
"You have equally good stamina" Another crooning from the Nymph.
"So many months, since I had something" Another Sweet sound to my ears.

By then I was already having an ejaculation building, which I warned her. She said, "don't waste your tasty cum" and she kept on sucking me without taking the dick out of her mouth till I shot my load in her mouth and she drank it all. She licked my dickhead and pressed my dick for any remaining drops of cum.

You are a Nymph, I complimented her.

I have never had such an amazing suck, I further said, while she was arranging her saree and combed her hair again.

I moved further and tried to grab her boobs, but she said. No, some other time.

In another few minutes, we let to buy the stuff for my room. I wanted to buy a cot, but she insisted on buying a wooden bed from a dealer in Anna Salai. "You would need a strong bed" she chirped while suggesting in the auto.

To be continued......

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Amazing Story. Pls continue.

thanx..and these are real life incidents..

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GAYATHRI MENON - THE NYMPH - PART 3

So that day, we bought a Bed, Matress, Two pillows, a Second Hand TV and a Second Hand Refrigrator alongwith some utensils for the kitchen. I wanted to buy a gas stove,which she said she has an extra and she would lend it to me.

By the time I hauled them back with three laborers who set it up in my room, I was dead tired. Gayathri had left from the market itself as it was getting late. Late night, I called her and told her that I am not shifting from hotel that day and would rather shift the next day.

Next day in the morning, I left my bags in the rented place and came to office. There was much work to be covered that day and hence did not get the chance to have any fun with Gayathri. I kept on chatting till late night and went home, had my three pegs and slept off.

In the morning, I was tossing and turning in bed, thinking of where to go for my morning bedtea, when there was knocking on the door. I looked at the table watch and it was just 8AM or so. As I normally sleep barechested and in loose shorts sans underwear and my morning erection was at its brim. I covered myself with a loose T shirt and opened the door. There stood Gayathri in Punjabi Red Suit with one man behind her carrying the Gas Cylinder. The man was a Autorickshaw driver and he went back and fetched the gas stove and the regulator, while Gayathri poured two cups of tea from the Thermos that she was carrying. She paid off the Auto Rickshaw driver and said something in Tamil and he went back saluting her. In the mean time I had gone to pee and my erection had subsided.

"We have not bought any chairs or table" she remarked looking at the scant furniture in the room.
"You were just concerned about the strong bed, so never thought of anything else" I teased her.

"I would be concerned about things that matter to me only" She laughingly replied while she pulled me near her and we started kissing. She was almost on her toes while kissing me and she kissed deep. Her tongue moved in my mouth and she licked the insides of my unbrushed mouth. Within two minutes she had downed my shorts and was sucking my erect cock. The scene was I was standing on the side of the bed and she was bending full forward sitting on the bed sucking my dick. Like last time she had devoured the complete cock of mine in her skillfull mouth.

"I worship strong 'Linga', mmmmm, they are divine" She muttered as she went down on her knees. So skillful was her mouth that within minutes I shot cum in her mouth and she drank all of that. She pressed my dick to extract even the last drop of cum and said, "Podah, I was praising you and you leaked so early."

I assured her that I can fuck back to back and she also accepted that young men can do so. She carefully took off her clothes so as not to spoil it and we both climbed in bed together. Softly she started licking my balls and moving her tongue on the length of my cock till it gained stiffness again. I tried to lick her in 69 and otherwise too, but she declined. She said she did not enjoy being licked. However, I noticed that her pussy was not black like most Indian girls it was rather clean and towards the fairer side.

And when I got fully stiff, she got into the below position and I fucked her face like this below sample pic.
This time I was at it being sucked and facefucking her for quite some time when my alarm went off. It was 9AM. I had planned to start getting ready by 9AM. So that I could walk to office by 10AM. But here I was, facefucking my colleague at the time.

The alarm rattled her as well. She swiftly changed positions and opened her legs to accomodate my cock. I hesitated for a moment as I had no condoms but then invaded her dripping wet pussy. And like a madman started humping her. She started lifting her bums to match the tempo.

We were fucking with so much gusto and force that we both started sweating profusely. Our bodies started slipping on each other and the tempo kept on increasing till I was about to cum. She asked me not to cum in her pussy as she wanted to drink my cum. And when I was about to cum, I held my cock and brought it near her mouth for her to drink my cum.

"I love the taste of cum" was her oft repeated dialogue which I heard many times.

She got up first, cleaned herself and dressed. Wore her makeup, made her hair and walked out of my room asking me to come to office as quickly as I could.

The morning session was just the start. In the coming episode I would detail more about the Nymph and how it started a relationship which spanned 9 more years till I lost interest in her.